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 Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2008 12:58 am
.:The Demonic Hierarchy:.The vast reaches of Hell are divided into nine planes. The First Plane Holds the most powerful of the Demons. The ruler of the underworld, The True Soul of the Fallen King. The Second plane belongs to the first Demon to have first set foot on Earth. Cain the betrayer. The Third Plane is home to the most vicious of Demons and the only Demon able to freely pass into the world of the Living. His name is The Darkness Nova. The Fourth Plane holds the Dark Guardians. Eight powerful Demons that act as The Darkness Nova's personal bodyguards. The Fifth Plane contains those know as Greater Demons. These Demons are large and Powerful, known throughout the ages. Some of the most famous include the Three Prime Evils. Diablo, Mephisto, and Baal. The Sixth houses a vast array of Demons, large and small. Each one is vicious in it's own way. The Seventh is kept by the Lesser Demons. Weaker than their Sixth Plane counterparts, but numerous in quantity. The Eighth holds the Daemons. Creatures with more of a beast-like form than an actual Demonic form. They are commonly mistaken as Demons. The Ninth and final plane holds the Lesser Daemons. Once again, smaller forms of their Daemon counterparts. Long ago, before The Earth existed, there was a world that had the ability to sustain Life. On that planet, a war was waged between a Powerful Demon and the entire human populous. The Demon was known as The Darkness Nova. He brought with him Eight Dark Guardians, each specializing in a certain weapon. The Humans were able to acquire an elemental Artifact for the soul purpose of sealing the Demon away forever. This Artifact was in the form of a Blade, A sword known as Masamune. Masamune was forged as a Katana, but through the Demonic power that coursed through it when The Darkness Nova was captured warped the blade into a twisted Demonic Weapon. During the sealing of The Darkness Nova, his body was torn apart and destroyed. All was peaceful for over a millennium. Until word broke out that the sword had been touched and people were being slaughtered. These rumors found their way to the ear of a Young Elemental Swordsman. His name was Laios Yslaitho. Laios tracked down the Demonic sword and fought the foolish Knight who wielded it. The power of the Sword had possessed him, driving him past the point of insanity. All that remained was an empty shell of a Man that had been corrupted by the Power of The Darkness Nova. Laios fought like a Warrior, laying blow upon blow to the possessed Knight. Yet he never fell, the Sword kept him fighting like a immortal. In one brave move, Laios struck out at the sword itself, sending enough force through the blade to split it in two. The Darkness Nova was free again to destroy everything in his path, but without a body of his own, he first needed a host. Thus, he chose the nearest living being. Laios. Since that day, Laios has been undergoing a constant battle with his own body. A battle for control over the Elemental Warrior. Even with Laios's great strength and power, Nova is still able to maintain control for short periods of time. During which, he corrupts the Element of Time to it's far more destructive counterpart, Dark Time. The origin of such an element was only of Myth, but Nova can use it as if he knew everything about it. Dark Times have spread across the land, and Elemental Warrior are needed to Fight the Dark Guardians that wish to free their master from Laios's control. With them, they have an army of Demonic forces, enough to cover the Earth in Darkness forever. This Story, is one of the Past, the outcome has already been determined. However, Time is not linear. It does not flow in a single direction. The outcome may be different this time, but only Time will tell.
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 11:05 pm
Auril, the Artificier looked at her masterpiece. The tall Elemental was not yet self aware, and could not look upon his mother. She raised an ice blue hand to his face, caressing him tenderly.
"Give him life" was a command from her master, and it ringed once again in her heart. With a tear in her eye was her reply,
"As you wish my Keeper. Forgive me if I call him Son."
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Farmers and pesants stood awestruck by the sight before them. From the north ocean there was a mountain of ice bearing down upon the shore. The could see it loom, and it plunged the regin in it's shadow as it blotted out the sun. The ice was of purest blue, so perfect that it looked as though crystalized sky itself were afloat in the sea.
The air on the coastline grew colder as the iceberg approached the beach, and many people had gathered to see it come near. Not too close however, for the beach was abandoned. The floating glacier slammed into the shore with enough force to push water and sand far inland. A Tsunami flooded the plain and forest, and people were scattered in confusion. Buildings were destroyed, and trees were uprooted, yet nobody was killed. Many had stories, fantasitic stories of beings saving them, or calming voices giving instruction, or seemingly coincidencial events that were perfectly timed, saving their lives.
The glacier was moored ashore. The water receded. Life went on. Now the region had been in a terrible drought, and seawater was useless for crops or thirst. The glacier melted ever-so-slowly, and as pieces fell off and rolled a distance, they melted giving essential fresh water to the farmers. The glacier itself, now far inland, melted into a lake that was rumored ever afterward to have near mystical properties. Only one witnessed the real miricle however.
In the night a boy of about twelve was climbing the glacier, this being several months before it would melt completly, and had only a shallow moat around it's base at the time. The boy climbed and jumped, enjoying the unique quality of the terrain. However, it was ice. The boy slipped. He slided down the top of the glacier towards the brink, which would lead to a fatal fall to it's base, for the drop was sheer. He tried to grab whatever he could, but to no avail. He slid over the edge to, what he knew, to be his doom. This wasnt the first time, nor would it be the last, that the boy would be wrong.
A cool to the touch hand grabbed him by the shirt as he fell, stopping him short. As the boy choked on his shirt coller, which had jammed up into his throat, he looked into serene blue eyes. The glacier had eyes! Or so the boy thought at first. The ice moved, and jumped down off of the rest of the mass. Trying to catch his breath, still coughing, the boy was gentily set down in the cold mud at the base of the iceberg. He watched the ice-man walk dilligently down into the forest as though he had a purpose. He coughed again and called out in a cracked voice, "Who are you? Will I see you again? Thanks for saving me... mister?" the boy ran after the Elemental, but the large figure turned around and replied simply, in a calm, soft giant voice,
"You should go home. Home is good. You be good. Go home." and with that the Elemental walked on about his busness, dissapearing into the wilderness, not to ever be seen by the farmers or pesants. the boy however found him many years later.
But that is a different story.
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Posted: Thu Mar 20, 2008 1:43 am
Atop a mountain, overlooking a grand valley, stood a Knight in Silver Plate Mail. A sky blue cape swayed with a wind that could not be felt, only by those powerful enough to sense it. Though the normal winds blew across the landscape, the cape would not follow where the air would push it. This particular cape swayed with the flow of Time, constantly changing direction as Time continued on. As peaceful as the scene should have been, Dark Times would soon be upon all of the inhabitants of the Earth. The valley was filled to the brink with creatures of the Darkness. Demons, Daemons, even The Dark Guardians were there, commanding the horde of Evil that had now set foot upon the Earth. Everything was almost ready to begin. The final step was the order from their leader, The Darkness Nova. How could a Demon such as Nova raise such an army? In any normal circumstance, the True Soul of the Fallen King would have abolished any such attack on the world of the Living. How did something such as this take place? The Knight turned to his side and said a small phrase of silent words. This message was sent through time, even to the Elemental Summon, The Goddess of Time. Not a moment after he spoke those words, the Goddess herself appeared at his side. Her long blue hair swayed in unison with the Knight's cape, though it held many other light colors that would vary from time to time. " Why hast thou called upon me, Knight of Time?" She spoke, her voice as an echoing whisper. "It is about the Darkness Nova and his forces, things like this shouldn't be allowed to happen, what was the Fallen king thinking?" The Knight asked. " Yea, The Darkness Nova should not be able to call upon such a vast army, without the consent of his Master. Methinks there could be discord among them...Perhaps even an uprising. Rumors have been whispered that Nova destroyed his own kinsmen, both Cain and the Fallen King." "He destroyed them both? No single Demon can have that much power, can he?" " It is the Masamune, Laios. He has the Masamune with him still. Even in its fractured form, it contains the power of the completed Artifact. It is very possible that he has used it to destroy them." "Is there anyway to confirm this?" Laios spoke once again, removing the helm from atop his head. His hair was a light blue, similar to that of the Goddess, though his did not carry the other mystical colors that she held. " This I cannot do, it would take a soul powerful enough to go to the very depths of Hell itself to validate such a rumor." "Then I will go and find out for myself." " Thou cannot go. For it will not end well for thee. Thou is still cursed with Nova's soul. A campaign into the Underworld would give him the power he doth need to take control over thine body." "Then what am I supposed to do? Do I have to find someone who can survive down there and send them? Do I just ignore it? Something must be done..." " Then do not send but a single person, send a group. Thou must find a group of Warriors with the Power of the Elements to go forth into the Depths of the Nine Planes. The fight will be fierce, but the King must be spoken to. This will not be allowed to continue." The Time Warrior nodded at this, and left the mountain, the Summon left by means of teleportation, the Knight, however, had to walk. Somewhere out in the world he would find those with the gifts of the Elemental Warriors. There were a large number that had Elemental Abilities, but those with the Title Elemental Warrior had a complete mastery of their Element, and was far more powerful than you average Elemental user.
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Posted: Thu Mar 20, 2008 11:59 am
Far away to the east of the mountains, ignorant of the masses of Evil gathering within that faraway valley, Xixecal walked quietly through the trees in a great forest. He kept away from towns and settlements, knowing that not all men would accept him as well as that brave and foolhardy boy had. A constant mist fell from his icy body, although his steps did not kill the grass he stepped on, only wetting it with dew. Dragonflies flew about him, catching the mist and drinking their fill. A strange squirrel, white as the newfallen snow, was sitting astride his head, usin the hardness of the Elemental's scalp to crack open varius nuts and seeds. These natural wonders brought a smile to his face, although to the untrained eye, the expression seemed more of a subtle shift in the icy countanance.
Suddenly the squirrel stiffened, and without a goodbye the little animal took flight and up a tree and in an instant was gone. Xixecal stood silently, listening for whatever had scared his furry companion away. He did not need to listen long. Voices crabbed back and forth, hushed, but not hushed enough.
"You told me the gathering was going to be here! How could you screw up this bad? The valley is far away in the west, we'll never get there in time! All the fun will be had when they ravage this world, and where will we be? STUCK IN THIS HELL-FORSAKEN FOREST BECAUSE YOU DIDNT GET THE RIGHT DIRECTIONS!" The voice was high pitched, and to a human would seem as nails drawn down the most wretched of chalkboards. The acompanying voice was also small, but smooth and feminine.
"Well, if you hadnt have... distracted me during the shifting we would have gotten to the right area! How am I supposed to lead us through a Gate if your putting your little hands where they belong WHEN they don't belong there! I had the right directions, but you steered us in the wrong direction because you couldnt keep your hands to yourself for five minutes when I asked you to!" She seemed irate, but more about being lost then from being handled. Her partner chuckled, the sound like gravel on steel. "At least we were able to enjoy the look on the faces of thoes disgusting humans when we tumbled out of their fireplace! As though they hadnt seen demons before! They won't see anything ever again though!" Their evil uncontained laughter burst through the forest, scareing away most animals for a quarter mile, sending a badger scurrying into it's den, growling at whatever made the unnatural sound.
Xixecal stood, willing the Gloomfrost to materialize, this time as a massive great club. He did not need to wait long, as the demons stepped out of the deep undergrowth into the small clearing.
"You are bad to come here."The elemental scolded them. They looked startled at him, then drew their knives, wicked serated blades, and charged. Xixecal drew himself to his full eight and a half foot height and raising his club he gave a warcry that shook the leaves of the tree above him. He then swung.
The male demon tried to deflect the blow with his knife, but got bashed in the side as reward, the female, slightly taller at four feet of height, jumped over the swinging club, and rolled upon landing to avoide the inevitable backswing, and struck out at the Ice Elemental's thigh. Her dagger scraped along the icy surface, drawing a long scratch and becoming frosted in the process. Her mate mearly went flying with the momentum of the strike. He got to his feet, slightly dizzy, and sharp pain lanced through his side, a telltail call of several broken ribs. He unfurled his small batlike wings and flapped them fast, bringing himself up and in line with Xixecal's head. He charged and tried to tackle the larger being's face.
Tried, but for Xixecal's free hand rising, and catching the imp by the wing. The Elemental willed the force of winter into his grip, and the wing began to turn an ugly shade of purple, as the membrane began to freeze. The demon screamed in pain, his female counterpart answered with a raging stab at the ice giant's groin.
Xixecal felt the impact, and was sure her intent was to hurt him, but he was confused as to how she expected the region between his legs to be more voulnerable then anywhere else. He experimented, bringing the butt of the Gloomfrost up visciously into the same region on the male demon. The result was interesting. The demon went quiet and uttered a simple squeak, his eyes crossing, and his hands moving to tenderly hold his wounded parts. The little thing then fainted, for the pain was too much.
Xixecal then swung down with his hand that held the now unconscious outsider and flung him into the girl. She screeched and tumbled out of the way, to then see the giant's foot come smashing down on her mate, sending him back to the nine hells. She wailed in rage and put her hands together, thumbs touching, fingers splayed out like a fan. She thought of the fires of her home, and a long fan of flame jetted out to consume the giant and the tree behind him.
Xixecal wihstood the flames, charcoal ash flowing down his body with small rivulets of water. When the torrent ended, he took three mighty strides forward, and swinging his club down behind him and then in an upward arc before him, he send the little demones up into the sky, and as she ame back down he batted her into the forest, impaling her on the splintered trunk of a lightning blasted tree. Her body disolved in embers, sparkes and ashes, as she joined her mate in whatever torments waited for them.
The Elemental turned back and sent a gentil snow blast unto the burning tree, putting out it's fires, and the forest was again silent. With no more warning then a small chitter, the white squirrel jumped back onto his perch on Xixecal's head, where he picked up the nuts and seeds still scattered about, and began again breaking them on the giant's hard head.
"You I could get used to." was his responce. However, his thoughts turned to the west, wondering about this valley, and he got the distinct feeling that he was needed there by someone. He turned and walked on, crossing a river and drinking his fill. His meager wounds closed instantly, and he raised a handfull of water to his little friend, who drank eagerly of the now chilling liquid. With a satisfied burp from both, they journeyed to an unknown destiny in the west.
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Posted: Thu Mar 20, 2008 10:48 pm
Darkness, night, the sky so clear and black with stars and the moon so blue. In the Mountains to the South, the woods are unlike any other; the trees, ground, and all plant life is blue. The ground shimmers as though dimends were within it, but there are non to be found. The river is as clear as crystal; the air is as fresh as just follon snow. Yet, the woods are no more then 100 acers, but are surrounded by the mountains and hidden in a low valley. Only few people know where it is, and one person lives there, away from everyone else.
Chessa, an Elemental, walks to the river to drink from the cool clear water, when she hears some ruffling in the bushes 20 feet from her. She pretends not to notice and drinks her fill.
From out of the bushes, came 5 demons with bloody knices and red eyes. Following them was a wide range of darkness consuming a 50 foot radies. "How dair you come to this sacred wood and poison it with your darkness. You shall pay for your crime of leaving filth in my home!" At first the demons just looked at her with intimidation, but threw up their knives and yelled into the night. As they came charging at her, a beem of light ruptured from Chessa. The Demons were in utter shock and were going blind from the light. They couldn't hide in time, there were no shadows to be found. Chessa quickly pulled out her Glowing Katana and destroid all 5 demons within a matter of seconds.
The light went out and all there was left was bloody corpses of demons. "How can they expect to to fight in the light when they've lived in the darkness for so long?" The demons bursted into black flames and became ashes in the wind. The darkness vanished and there was beauty again in the woods.
As Chessa walked on to the northern part of the woods, a strange thing happend. A woman apeared in front of her, looking as though she was a goddess. "Hello Chessa" said the woman. "Who are you" asked Chessa, "and how do you know my name?"
The woman just smiled, "You are an Elemental Warrior, correct?" "Yes," Chessa replied, "why does it matter to you?" "Chessa, you are needed to fight a great battle that will either, give this world a future, or take it away." Chessa looked at the woman and walked away. "If you don't help," the woman continued, "the world will parish." Chessa turned around and glaired at her. "why should I care what happends to the world, the world doesn't care what happends to me!" The woman just looked at her and shook her head. "You have so much to learn young one." " I don't know if you havent noticed, but I'm not that young." Chessa turned around and started to leave.
"So you wouldn't care if the world was in grave danger?" "That's right." "Not even if these woods were to burn to the ground?" Chessa stopped and turned around, sadness grew in her eyes as images of the woods becoming nothind but ash and dead animals lie one the ground consumed her mind. "Fine...I'll fight...but once the wars over I'm returning to these woods to live out my years in peace." " I understand. A man will come looking for you here, he will ask you to join him...your heart lies in these woods doesn't it?" Chessa smurked and turned around. As she walked off she said to herself, "you have no idea. This is my home, this is where I live to see another day go by. This is where I want to die, when I do die. I will not let it burn and become nothing but ash."
The sky grew lighter as the day began. Chessa walked along one of the paths to the oldest tree in the woods. She climed it and sat in the middle, where it looked like a bed of leaves and branckes was made surounded by more branches. She starts to talk to the tree as though it could hear and understand her, which it could. "Well my old friend, I guess I'll be leaving soon to fight a war. I don't know when I'm coming back, or if I will come back. If I don't come back and we loose the war, you must destroy these woods. So non of the demons may take from this most sacred wood." She fell asleep, the wind began to blow, and the tree closed its branches tight so Chessa wouldn't get cold. "Thank you old friend," she whisperd.
It was noon when Chessa woke up. The woods were more beautiful then ever. At her feet were 2 elvish daggers and a few woodlen creatures who scattes after she awoke. "Thank you." She got down from the tree and sat inbetween its large roots.
The woman appeare again in front of her. "So, your still here." "Yeah, you said that he would come." "There has been a change of plans." Chessa looked at the woman as though she was an anoience to her. "Where am I to go then?" "You must travel North West to a small valley. There you will find others such as yourself, Elemental Warriors. They will be your comrads in arms, you will learn about one another and fight this evil."
Chessa looked at the ground, they stood up and looked at the woods, "who will pertect the woods if not me?" "Leave that to me, they will be garded by people who now these woods. People who protected these woods before it was passed unto you." "When shall I leave then?" "...Now," and just like that, the woman vanished again.
Chessa climed back into the tree to get her new daggers. She took a deep breath and whisperd to the tree as she jumped down, "good-by my old friend...I'll be home shortly...but if I don't come back, you know what to do." The leaves fufled as though to answer her. She new the tree was saying something like, "good-by my old friend, you will come back, and I will do as you ask if you do not return."
She smiled and ran off deep into the woods. She colected plant life for food and filled her cantien full of water. Chessa then ran North West to find the people she was to meat and fight along side. She new her jurney would take a little while, but she could make it.
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 11:01 pm
.:The Dark Guardians:.
The Darkness Nova has his eight most trusted bodyguards near him at all times. These Demons were the strongest of the Greater Demons and were further trained by Nova himself. Their names are well known in Demonic lore.
Adramalech The Reaper: The most cunning of the Eight. This Demon wields The Scythe of The Reaper.
Diabolus The Beast: The strongest Guardian. His War Hammer crushes anything in his path with the power of The Hell Forge.
Beelzebub The Tyrant: The most destructive Demon, his Great Axe burns with the flames of Hell in every swing.
Euronymous The Swordsman: The most vicious of the Guardians. He wields but a single Katana, made after the likeness of the Masamune. It is said that this sword was Forged by Cain the Betrayer before the uprising.
Asmodaes The Sniper: The most deceiving of the Demons, he takes the form of a handsome Human male, keeping his Longbow out of sight until the proper time.
Dracula The Impaler: The most feared by Humans, Dracula has made a name for himself as Vlad the Impaler, or Count Dracula. His Pike is much longer, and much heavier than any man could wield.
Domballa The Duelist: The most tactical of the Group. His dual Katar make him a lightning fast killer, as well as nearly impossible to defeat one-on-one.
Mustama The Wraith: The most stealthy of them all. This Ghostlike Demon prefers to hide in the shadows and strike with a deadly number of palm sized Shuriken.
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 9:35 pm
4 days and 4 nights; that's how long it took Chessa before she got to the Vally, only 20 yards to go. She jumped branches to the top of a tree to see if it was safe. As Chessa looked down at the vally, there were demons all over the place. "Where did they come from?" "The nine planes of hell Chessa," the woman was back.
"That's it, I've had just about enough of you! Leave me alone!" Chessa begen to get angry and ready to draw out her katana. "Be still young one," the woman said, "to kill me would be a mistake." "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't. You've braught me to this demon infested vally and show up just to boss me around." "You are still so youn-" "Shut up! Now, tell me your name and the reason for not killing you." "I am the Goddess of light, a Goddess who has no need for a name; you cannot kill me for if you do, the light will be gone forever, and you will be powerless against the army of hell." Chessa paused, looked at her and realized who she was, "I...I don't know what to say...forgive me master." As Chessa kneeled, the goddess lifted her up, "like I said, you are young, and still have so much to learn."
Chessa smiled a small smile, then looked down upon the festering army of pure evil. "How are a few mear Elemental Warriors supposed to kill all of that? I mean, yeah we're powerful, but do you think that all of us combined are that powerful?" The Goddess smiled and looked at her, "sometimes, the most powerful weapon in a situation like this is hope. Hope and the power that many Elemental Warriors never find until it is absolutly nessicary, when even hope itself is lost. But this power is something that no demon, not even the stongest of all demons can overcome, the power is within yourself." Chessa looks at her with questoning eyes, "what is it?" "That is something you must learn for yourself. It's different for everyone, usually triggured by a feeling or emotion that the person has never felt until just then, at that very moment." Chessa looks down at the branches, "the only emotion I've never felt was true love. I mean, I felt love from my parents before I ran off, but I'm talking about real love. The kind that you feel when you're with someone who...you can say those 3 little words to and trully mean it.
The Goddess lifted her head and looked Chessa strate in the eye, "everyone falls in love, you just haven't fount the one just for you yet." "So are you saying that I'll find him on this jurney?" The Goddess laught, "maybe, maybe not. For now though, just wait here, the others will come soon." "Alright...thank you." "You're quite welcome," the Goddess left yet again.
Chessa climbed down a few feet to stay hidden in the trees from the demons lurking on the ground below. "I guess I'll stay here and get some rest, after all, I haven't slept in almost 5 days now." Chessa went to sleep, but not competely, that way she would be ready at all times.
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Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2008 8:46 pm
Evangelion found herself walking through the mountain range, her plate mail leggings clicking with her every step. With her great sword strapped to her back, Evy stopped on an overhang and looked over the land, silent and grave. As the wind rushed by, Evy felt her hair be whipped around her like a thick, black cape. She flexed her armored hand, feeling her demonic claws press against the metal within.
Suddenly she felt an inkling and whirled around. High above her on the crest of the mountain, Evy saw an armored man with his cape whirling in the breeze. She could only stare at him, feeling the blood roll of her armor and patter on the ground.
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2008 10:37 pm
The Winds of Time were blowing. The Knight's cape fluttered more and more violently as he walked. Something was wrong. Time was far to unstable for such a disturbance. There was only one thing in existence that could cause a storm such as this one. Rakgnarr Yggdrasil. If only the leader of the Elemental Warriors knew of The Destroyer's existence. Perhaps he could find the source and destroy it for good, but without that knowledge, he was just a pawn in Rakgnarr's plan. He was near, though his exact identity could not be properly judged. Rakgnarr could take many forms, making him all powerful in the eyes of Men. He could use any of the Elements, which deemed him a threat to reality itself. One could only assume that it was Rakgnarr's will that commanded The Darkness Nova. But such a thing could not easily be determined.
"The Master's Vessel approaches..." A dark figure, hiding within the foliage of a nearby tree, spoke.
"We must free the Master, Nova must walk the Earth once more." Another answered. Laios was in the middle of a clearing of trees. Surrounded on all sides by an unknown number of the Demonic Horde.
"Your strength cannot match that of the Master's."
"You will be killed, and your body will become his."
"It is the Master's will. We must obey!"
Laios stood his ground as the wind fiercely blew past his cape. Not a single breath of wind reached that spot, however, only the Winds of Time could pass. Calmly, precisely, the Time Warrior took a firm grip of the hilt of his Ethereal Blade. "Demon's of the Underworld. I do not fear you or your Master. Nova may reside in me, but he does not have control, nor will I allow this perversion of the Earth to continue!" The Warrior drew his Sword, holding it in one hand at the ready, if any of the Demon's dared to attack, a deadly riposte awaited them.
The first Demon who spoke lashed out suddenly, but he had not the element of surprise. In one swift motion, Laios darted to the side and brought the sword down, cleanly parting the Demon's head from the rest of its abysmal form. The body dropped to the ground and dissolved into a fine mist as Laios returned to his defensive position. This was not a battle the Demons could win alone. However, they were far from alone. In the back of his mind, Laios felt a dark aura forming. The consciousness that dwelt within his own began to manifest itself in the Swordsman's head.
"Laios Yslaitho...how can you even think of defying me? I am more powerful than you could ever become. Your body is mine, and your soul shall be lost in the End of Time, never to return..." The voice was dark and raspy, echoing through his mind as if it were a cathedral. The Darkness Nova could only speak when there were other Demonic presences near the Host. It was a mistake to go to that valley, but the location of the Horde had to be determined. Now that he had what he came for, it was time for Laios to leave that horrid place, but he had to get past the Demons to do so.
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Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2008 8:53 pm
Lance was flying with the help of the up drafts. looking down on the large group of daemons, taking count of their numbers.
"how is it that so many daemons can be in one place and remain unchecked?" In the corner of his eye Lance caught a group of daemons moving through the trees, surrounding a lone man in the valley. catching a glimpse of the sheath at the man's side Lance began his dive. Pulling his wings back Lance was screaming towards the deamon that was steping out of the tree line. after reching about half way across the clearing Lance switched to his human fourm and drew back his bow and put an arrow into the chest of the deamon.
landing lightly by his old friend Lance said "it has been about what four seasons friend?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 24, 2008 9:46 pm
Chessa was still in the tree tops watching the fight from above. "well, well, well, looks like more demons...but," she glanced at the two in the middle, they didn't look like demons, "who are they?"
She stood up on the branch and quietly came down at a slow paice. 'Maybe it's time to shine a little light on the subject.' She closed her eyes and opened them as they turned pure silver-blue. A small orb of light surounded Chessa as she landed on the ground and pulled out her Katona.
"So," she said with a smile, "who dies first?"
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Posted: Mon May 05, 2008 8:05 pm
Laios gave a quick glance over his shoulder to see Lance land beside him. At last, another Elemental Warrior. This was a good sign for the Time Warrior. Nova's power would likely weaken with the presence of other Elements. A smirk crossed his face as Laios quickly repositioned himself. He was now back-to-back with the Warrior of Order.
"Aye, I would say four sounds right. I want to ask how things have been, but now might not be a good time for idle chatter." He readied himself for the Demons to attack, but they started to back away as a circle of light dropped from the trees above them. However, Laios was not expecting a woman to be in the center. The Demons feared the light, but it would not hold them back for long. "Welcome to the fight. I wold suggest targeting the Demons if you are on our side."
At that moment the Demons launched their offensive. The small force attacked at once from all sides. The majority of the creatures targeted Laios, while the remaining Demons split themselves between the two others. Laios took no time waiting for the Demons to reach him. With the Ethereal Blade in hand, he lunged forward, striking down the closest Demon in a single blow. Bringing his sword back to a defensive position, he allowed the next Demon to attack. The twisted blade clashed against the Sword of Time, immediately sending Laios into a perfect counter maneuver. Pushing the Demon's sword away from himself, Laios spun the sword up over his head, bringing it down on the demon's shoulder, cleaving him diagonally in two. These Demons were too weak to waste his Elemental Energy on. Even against hundreds of them, a single Elemental Warrior could strike them all down using only their combat skill. Laios only hoped that they would not face anything more powerful than Demons this day.
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Posted: Tue May 06, 2008 9:31 pm
One of the two men replied back with a reply that didn't answer her question, but let her know that they're on the good side. As soon as he finnished, a small forse attacked from all sides. Chessa faced the demons infront of her and cut the closest one in half horizontaly. The others looked at her and seemed to be quite upset, considering the fact the came at her at once.
Chessa faught with ease as she killed one demon after another, not even swetting a single drop; the demons were too weak to do anything. Wave after wave of demons came at her only to find themselves slauterd like cattel. After about twenty minutes, Chessa fels extremely aniod with the whole thing. "This is taking way to long." She killed one more and jumped back, closed her eyes and opened them as they turned a bright silver-blue. As her eyes opened, a huge flash of light overcame the battel field. All the demons were completely blind. "Now, kill them all while they can't see anything!" She went on a rampaige of killing as many demons as she could get her blade to touch.
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 1:35 am
Sogar looked down at the Earth below him throw his Hawk Eyes. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary to him, although he didn't know what Ordinary was. He closed his eyes and looked around with the sight of the Elements searching for others with the same level of elemental power. As he searched the land he quickly felt many Elements near and some were stronger then His own.
Opening his eyes Sogar looked down at a forest below were many Element Auras were coming from. He knew that it wasn't a good idea to just drop in and say hello but his curiosity got the better of him. Opening His eyes Sogar quickly folded his wings and dropped. He headed to where the Auras were strongest not knowing what would be waiting for him there.
Just before He would hit the tree line He opened his wings again and glided to the top of a very large tree. Within the blink of an eye Sogar changed form from a hawk to a flying squirrel and jumped to the next tree. He jumped from tree to tree hunting for the source of the Elemental Aura.
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