Xardius' sword glowed blue as he slashed at the wall, splitting it in half vertically so it slid just around him. "I don't want a show, Vecked! Where is your conviction? Or are you secretly doubting yourself? Do you want the Virus or don't you? It's in your hand, but you still won't kill me! KILL ME, don't just SAY IT!" Xardius sprinted forward, the ground erupted under his feet to propel him forward faster as Xardius spun in the air, slicing chunks of earth and metal and brick at Vecked. OOC: Be back in a sec. Probably by the time you post I'll be back, XD
"To what is, and to what will be," Xardius muttered to himself. "I will go." His sword blurred, slapping in and out of focus as the unbreakable steel slashed through the rocks like swatting flies, then the clash. One hand caught the grenade, and flicked it away faster than any eye could follow, the grenade exploding in midair, sending shrapnel backwards. Xardius could feel the pieces grinding into his shoulder, but it didn't matter as he shoved Vecked back. Yanking a piece of metal out of his cheek, Xardius spat blood and then attacked again, slashing repeatedly so fast the air popped behind the blade. Vecked stayed just ahead of Xardius' sword, but Xardius kept at it, then whipped his sword back and flipped a spell at Vecked. Fire exploded everywhere towards Vecked in six massive, expanding pillars as Xardius charged forward again. "Show me it all!" Xardius growled.
OOC: Really nice post, Nulix. Xardius' sword planted itself in the ground between Vecked and Wing. "Vecked Princeton," Xardius muttered. "Don't you let go of that Virus. Because if you do, I'll cut you in half." Grabbing Vecked's hand, he yanked back on it, causing the Virus bracelet to break away into Vecked's hand. "Don't let go." Picking his sword up, Xardius stretched. "Because it's your dream, Vecked. Your dream's worth something, even if it is a sorry mess." "Funny thing, Vecked," Xardius sighed. "I always pegged you as the guy who would finally get his dream..." Aiming his sword at Vecked, Xardius smiled. "But not this time." "Wing, you cannot fight this man and remain who you are," Xardius said over his shoulder as he stepped in front of Wing. "And Vecked can't fight you. Vecked, if you beat me, it's over. Neither of us will stop you from taking the Virus. But if you lose, that's it. I don't want to hear any whining afterwards." "I'm not going to let either of you die, because, well," Xardius shrugged. "Without you guys, I'd have absolutely no excitement in life..." Xardius stepped forward. "En garde." And then he attacked. OOC: Forgot that part...
Hilarious, but incredibly awkward. >L< No, I won't even go there! Haha, my >< looks like it has a nose... That was on accident.
OOC: Woot! We rock! That's all I got to say... EDIT: Gotta go right now, and have a party tonight, so I'll see you guys tomorrow. I will write the third part tonight, so be prepared tomorrow. See ya!
Of course there is. Worse than the first one? "Mom, Mom, I don't..." And then there's always the "Lie down on me and make out...hot..." *GAG*
Yup, yup. I haven't seen the new Transformers, but I heard they were debating on whether or not to make it rated R. WHY!? You remember what the...
The second one didn't do it justice... But sequels rarely do. Toy Story 2 is one of the only sequels I know that was just as good if not better...
OOC: Well, I could help out with you guys on the fighting the U.O... BIC: "Attack!" a man suddenly cried, leaping from behind some boulders, his U.O. uniform clear as he brought his gun to bear...
Ah, really!? Where!? I wanna know...! (Tarzan suddenly running through my head... :D)
Took the ACT too. +Writing?
"Bellatrix, you're there more often than you think," Xardius said. "If you want to fight, back up Xane and Mellodia. They probably shouldn't be alone anyway." Chuckling, he nodded. "Thanks Bellatrix." "So let's do this thing, Wing," Xardius said, chuckling again at the rhyme. "Let's find Vecked and finish this." Xardius began running off, Wing following close behind... OOC: Now all we need is some Nul-magic.
Darius clasped Wing's hand and shook it firmly, then hugged Wing tight for a moment. "Wing, you are the greatest guy I've ever known," Darius smiled. "You're more likely to forget me than anything else." Turning to Xane, he nodded. "The Virus. We've got to get rid of it. And then there's a certain someone we need to take care of." Grimacing, Xardius wiped grime from his face. "Vecked." OOC: Thanks a lot guys! I hope my next post will keep up to par, because it's not quite over yet...
OOC: ... I have a feeling it's because you're all going to wait so you can totally trump me with plot. :P BIC: My only wish. Is to die. Kill me. Please. That's all I ask. It hurts. It burns inside me. My heart. Do I have a heart? What makes me feel? What makes me itch inside? I can't stand it... Kill me. End it. Pain. I haven't felt anything but pain for so long. Everything else is superficial. Skimming on the outside of my consciousness... Am I even in my own body? Do I control it? Can I feel... No longer. I am no longer... ... I will kill you. Feel this. What I am, what I create inside of me. I want you to die. I want to die. Why? It's been so long. It shouldn't have been like this. All I want... Die. Save me. Kill. My mind is... You are... This moment... My dream... ... Please.......... Please............ Please........... Please............ Please.................... Please.............. *** His lungs burned from the ash and the smoke and the sparks that flitted through the air like dancing figures, graceful and hot until they burned themselves out, leaving nothing but black in their place. His lips were dry. He licked them with a dry tongue. His nostrils flared as he tried to breathe. He couldn't. But he wouldn't die. He knew that much, if not why. He knew it might hurt, but then it would end. Nothing could kill him. To him, it seemed everything had tried. A burning brick slammed down into his back, driving him to the floor but he picked himself up, throwing the brick from him, feeling his back where it had broken slide back into place slowly but surely. Coughing, he backed out of the room. She couldn't be in here. Nothing could have survived that inferno, nothing except for him, and she had to be alive. He cared nothing for the crumbling lumps that used to be human bodies, burned to ash and cracking, blackened bones. They couldn't be her. Where was she? In desperation, he called out her name, "Teresa!" He thought he heard something from the street as if in answer, and his feet carried him outside. Everything around him blurred. Time slowed. His breath sounded loud, his heart thumped only once, and then was still. For an eternity, he watched her die, the sword blade sliding cleanly between her perfect breasts, cutting her with minimal effort, lifting her feet from the ground and exiting her back at a point he knew would have severed her nerve cables around her backbone. Even if she had survived, she would never have moved again. Her body went limp, except for her face as blood slowly streaked from her mouth in a slow trickle. Her eyes met his, and she smiled, and then she was gone. His world tunneled in, blackening, then exploding into brilliant nothingness. There was only one thing that kept him alive: hate for the man who had killed her, hate for who he had thought was the man he could always count one. Darius Lionheart could only feel hate for Rune Polaris, the man who had destroyed his world with a single blow with his sword. *** Rune weaved in the streets, the fires dancing back and forth in his eyes. All he could see was the flame, the death he had wreaked with his own hands. He didn't remember doing it, yet he did. He remembered lifting a hand to his companions, to his friends, and fire had sprung from him like lightning, killing them, then moving on, hungry, eating lives and buildings. He remembered laughing in their shocked faces as his sword had swung, slicing through flesh, bone, remembered stepping through their blood without a second look. His head hurt. Was this a dream? It had to be. Yet he knew it wasn't. His world spun like a cyclone in his eyes, yet one thing remained clear. He wasn't alone. Inside his head, laughter raged like a thunderstorm, insanity breathing at his neck. He knew that laugh. He knew the voice whispering to him about how blood tasted, about how good it felt to kill, to eat, to destroy whole worlds. He knew who it was and he felt despair, catching him like dust on the wind. Fear made his forehead thick with sweat, and his face found the ground as he fell, crying out for darkness to take him and the man he hated to their graves. But he knew it wouldn't. Rune knew that there was no hope for himself. The man inside his head was Oblivion, and he was laughing at Rune, laughing with Rune, laughing with an edge so steeped in rage and hate that Rune shuddered. They were one, they were two, they were two halves sharing one body. Rune pulled himself to his feet. For the moment, he had control. He knew now what had happened. Oblivion had taken control at the instant their souls had touched, had congealed together. Oblivion... Rune threw back his head and howled while Oblivion laughed on. Oblivion: the man who had destroyed his family so he could "save" Rune for his experiments, who had put so much time and effort into making Rune the perfect study, the perfect weapon, a god of fire and black flames, the Phoenix. But Rune knew he was no god, and Oblivion was just another man. When he learned that Oblivion had destroyed his family, rage had filled him. Revenge filled his every core. His friend had helped: Lionheart. The same story. The same dark hate. They had worked together. Lionheart was to support Rune in killing Oblivion. But first, they had to become stronger than Oblivion. They would become Phoenicians, then turn on their former master and destroy him. Somehow, Oblivion had found out: his program had changed. Now, they were to be locked away in some miraculous elemental monstrosity that would bring the universe into perfect balance, protect the hearts of those who had died and "recycle" them. Rune spent nearly two months learning what the program did, and how it worked, then another month learning how to sabotage it. He should have taken more time. It had gone right, but wrong. Oblivion was destroyed, his soul torn out. A barrier erupted, disconnecting the capital from the rest of the worlds, creating instantaneous anarchy. The Phoenicians themselves were thrown out, Lionheart losing his memory in the process. Nearly a year had gone by. Rune was here, in Nirvana. What used to be Nirvana. "Von..." He'd killed him first. A man who had took him in, fed him, gave him shelter. A man who was determined in battle, and had been like a brother to Rune. "Kristen..." An old and kind woman whose husband had died fighting the bandits. She'd always wanted a son. Rune had lived with her until today, when he'd burned her alive inside her own house. "Will..." The smartest man Rune had known, but humble and kind. No one disliked him. He'd given Rune the best advice, and Rune had begun to look on him as a replacement to the father who had been wrenched from him. Not anymore. "Martha..." Von's wife. He'd told her how Von had died right before cutting her heart out. Her face had been filled with pity as he'd smiled at her. His hands seized upon his sword as tears burned the ground. He couldn't stop screaming. He could feel his sword stabbing inwards, thrusting hot through his body like a butter knife. The sword he'd killed so many with. His blood fell on the ground like water as he stabbed and stabbed. Finally, he let his sword fall, useless against his power. Oblivion cackled in his mind. You can't die, my pet. You're my perfect creation... Rune's mouth twisted in a snarl as his wounds slowly healed on his chest. Oblivion was right. He was a Phoenix. All he could do was live with this pain. "...Rune...?" a voice called, and Rune raised his head to see her, the woman he loved with what remained of his soul. No, he didn't deserve to love her anymore. But he couldn't deny it. "Teresa..." Rune whispered, climbing to unsteady feet and catching her by the shoulders. "What are you doing here? You should leave...now! It's dangerous!" Teresa's eyes were red. "Is everyone...Is everyone dead?" Rune hesitated, then slowly nodded. "It was me... I, I killed them. I killed them all." His hands dropped and his head hung. He backed away from Teresa, who was staring at him with a stricken expression. "...Why?" she whispered. "Oblivion's here," Rune muttered, and Teresa gasped. He'd told her. He'd told her everything. "He's in my head. I guess he didn't quite die. He took control of me...and..." His voice broke. Teresa's hands caught one of his, and Rune started. Tears slid from Teresa's eyes. "I forgive you." "How?" Rune choked, shaking his head. "I don't deserve forgiveness." "It doesn't matter," Teresa said fiercely. "I forgive you." Tears broke forth again as Rune shook and shook, held in the arms of his beloved while Oblivion cackled in his mind. Teresa slowly backed away as Rune's sobs died out. "Have you seen Darius?" she asked him, releasing her grip around Rune's torso but retaining a grip on his hand. Rune shook his head. "He's not dead. He's just like me, remember." "I know," Teresa whispered, as if to herself. "Besides, we promised each other..." Rune turned away, not wanting to see what was in Teresa's eyes, trying to deny that she loved someone else. Then suddenly it was over. "Teresa, I'm going to kill you," Rune said quietly. Teresa turned to face him, her eyes going wide. "I can't stop myself. You should have run." "Don't let him control you!" Teresa exclaimed. "You're stronger than him!" "Maybe one day, I will be..." Rune grunted as he released her hand to pick up his sword. "But today, I'm not." Teresa's eyes filled with tears, but they were gone as quickly as they'd come. "Fine," she said simply. "Kill me. I forgive you." Rune shook his head. "I'll never forgive myself." Teresa shook her head. "Rune. You know what to do...don't you?" Rune's eyes widened. "I can kill you, but..." "So..." Teresa said, stepping closer. "I'll be waiting." "Teresa...!" a voice cried, and Rune froze. "It's Darius," Rune said after a moment. "He's looking for you..." "Darius!" Teresa called, looking around. "Here!" Rune struck like a viper, his sword erupting from Teresa's back. A slight cough emerged from her as blood trickled down her chin to drip against his sword blade. She smiled, not at him, but to the side, and then it was over. She was gone, and Rune's world collapsed around him. *** "I want to see you smile again. But I know I can't. So... This time. I will die. And I will kill. I just want to say. Goodbye..." *** Gasping for breath, Scourge stumbled back, his chest slashed open from Darius' furious strike. "Is that all you have Rune?" Xardius growled, his sword red with Scourge's blood. "I want to cut you more for what you did. I'll give you more pain than you can possibly imagine." "What can you give me that I haven't already felt?" Scourge growled, his eyes hot on Xardius as he wiped blood from his chin. "You know nothing of pain." Xardius' eyes narrowed as he spun forward, only to be met by Scourge's two blazing swords, cutting swaths into his arms and forcing him to drop his sword. Xardius reeled back, trying to recover but Scourge sliced him open like a stuck pig with the next swing. Xardius grabbed his stomach, holding it together with his strength as Scourge leaped back, his sword slicing up and cutting into Xardius' mouth, ripping the warrior's tongue straight from his mouth. "While you heal," Scourge said mildly as Xardius thumped to his knees. "I want to ask you a question. Well, I suppose a question I don't expect you to answer, seeing as you can't talk...but..." Scourge chuckled. "Have you ever wondered what happened to Teresa William's poor, quite dead body?" Xardius' eyes burned with uncontrollable rage, and he spat blood through his ruined mouth. "I thought not," Scourge sighed. "It's understandable that you wouldn't consider this, but... I'm not insane all the time, Lionheart. And when I'm sane, I'm usually smart. Right before I killed Teresa Williams, I formulated a plan. I took her body so I could bring her back. You've done it before...haven't you?" Xardius' eyes widened with understanding. "Yes, by using your Phoenix power, you can bring people back to life temporarily," Scourge said, nodding. Xardius grunted, his eyes widening further. "Oh, temporarily as in until they die again," Scourge said, waving a hand. "No need to worry about them dying a few hours later. They'll be quite healthy. But, they will die again. So I devised a plan: a plan that would bring Teresa Williams back to life...for as long as a Phoenix lives." "You might ask why," Scourge said, walking closer to Xardius. "...Perhaps I'll leave it up to you to decide. I believe you're healed enough now. Once more, then?" Xardius slowly stood, wiping blood from his mouth. "Where is she?" "Oh, she isn't finished," Scourge smiled. "But if you beat me, I'll tell you where she is...agreed?" With a wordless howl, Xardius tore forward, his sword in his arms and smashing into Scourge's blades like a torrent of death. Scourge desperately worked his blades and body to keep ahead of the unstoppable force, driven back and back and back. "Tell me!" Xardius roared. Scourge didn't answer, couldn't answer. It was all he could do to breathe versus the monster that he faced, the monster who was engulfing him alive. Scourge looked at the monster. Then he smiled. Laughed. Then he yanked Oblivion from the recesses of his mind and let nature take its course. Like a spectator on the outside of a field watching a game, he watched his body straighten, power spring out to blast back Lionheart. "It's been a long time," he heard himself say, and knew it was Oblivion. He could feel Oblivion, full of fear. "Too long, my old friend." Lionheart paused. "What is this...some kind of trick, Rune?" "It's Oblivion," Scourge's body said, spreading its arms. "Don't you remember?" Oblivion had about half a second to react to the blinding fast strike, his power of darkness halting Xardius' sword an inch from his eye. Scourge's body blinked and smiled nervously. "Now what's this all about?" Oblivion asked, fear coming into his voice. "You want to kill me Darius?" "Rune, I know you can hear me," Xardius said, his eyes focused, his face expressionless. "It's time to end what we started. But this time, you hold him. I'll gut him like the snake he is." Scourge laughed, and grabbed his arms and legs, pinning Oblivion like a wrestler pins a rag doll to the floor. Oblivion shrieked from Scourge's lips, gibberish sprouting from his mouth. Now Lionheart, Scourge thought and then Xardius struck, true to his word, slicing open Scourge's body. Then he stabbed into Oblivion's heart, then into the head, through the brain. As Scourge's body fell, he felt Oblivion fading away. "No, I don't want to..." Xardius stabbed again, through the head with incredible force. And Oblivion was gone. Scourge regained control instantaneously, his body healing slowly. "Rune...?" Xardius asked, helping Scourge, no Rune, to his feet. Rune nodded. "He's finally gone. You did it." "Then it's over, isn't it." Xardius sighed. "We can go home. You can tell me where Teresa is, if that wasn't a lie." "It's not a lie, but..." Rune shook his head. "...There's one more thing we have to do." "Kingdom Hearts," Xardius said after a moment's hesitation. "You want to destroy it." Rune eyed Xardius. "Uninstall it really. That's what we were designed to do inside the program. One of us could do it by themselves, I think. So I will do it by myself. You focus on helping your friends. The Virus has to be destroyed, or the new governments will tear themselves apart trying to get it." Xardius shook his head. “Do you know what will happen if you take out Kingdom Hearts?†Rune nodded. “I’ve had plenty of time to discuss it with Oblivion…If I uninstall it, it will release all the power it’s been storing in a wave pattern that will restore the damage down to any world’s heart. Twilight Town would be a prime example of a world that was damaged. It will be restored. Further, the barrier around the worlds will dissipate nicely, letting the capital of the Kalva Empire reopen communications…if there’s anything left of it.†Xardius shrugged. “All right, then…But I just have one more question…What was that weird power source I felt underneath the castle?†“The Sea of Chaos,†Rune said, a smile growing on his face. “It took me nearly six months to make, but it’s a melting pot of all the Brotherhood’s power. I’ll use it as a reserve in case I start running low during the uninstallation. I also used it as a convenient excuse for a treaty with the U.O. Clever, don’t you think?†“Sure,†Xardius nodded, looking a bit confused. "I think I’ll just meet up with you after you begin. In case you need my support, too..." "Fine," Rune said, waving a hand. "I'll be here." Xardius nodded and began running off, using the light of his fire to guide his way. "I'm sorry, Darius," Rune sighed. "I'm so sorry." Turning, determined, Rune began making the spell that would unravel Kingdom Hearts itself, for the first time in a century feeling happiness... OOC: Nine pages, and it took me almost two hours to write this, so you better appreciate it. :P
You been doing anything fun for the summer? I've mostly been sitting around and/or hanging out with my friends...
It was a clash of titans, neither giving ground as they flashed back and forth, swords grinding against one another, steel vs steel in a never-ending duel of blades. Neither spoke, but their eyes were like four furnaces of anger, over a century of emotion finally giving way like an avalanche. "Give up the act, Rune," Xardius growled at one point. "Don't keep pretending like you want to me to kill you. You want to kill me just as much as I want to kill you." Scourge said nothing, but his eyes tightened. At another point, Scourge spoke, "What drove you over the edge, Darius? Was it anger? Hate? Or are you just afraid? Afraid of what you can do?" Xardius said nothing, but a snarl formed on his face. Then, finally, the duel was over. Scourge's sword slipped through Xardius' guard and pierced his chest, driving straight through to the other side. Xardius coughed blood as Scourge ripped the sword free. "You don't have what it takes to kill me," Scourge growled. "I intend to use your power to drive Oblivion from my mind. I will be cleansed, once and for all." He brought the reddened sword blade to his face, examining the blood of Xardius. "With this blood, I will be able to, ugh!" Xardius' sword stabbed upwards, driving the point into Scourge's sternum and up between the shoulders. "Give over," Xardius spat. "You're just like a wild animal...No thoughts, only pure instinct. Don't ever drop your guard, or you'll get gutted. It's over when one of us is in pieces, and no one wound is going to take either of us down. So stop giving me garbage, or I'll rip you apart with my bare hands!" Scourge's hand closed on Xardius' blade, yanking it from him with barely suppressed shudders. "Very well," Scourge panted, blood pouring to the ground. "Till we are dust, we shall fight." "You make it sound like it'll be forever," Xardius smirked. "But I'll make sure it won't be." Then steel met steel once more, in a never-ending duel of power. OOC: ACK! I might not be able to finish today... I'm running out of time!!! I might get the second part out of three done, but I don't think I'll get the third part in on time. I have to do some stuff anyway, so I'll write up the second part separately, then post it later. POST!
Wing threw up a wind guard that blocked the bullets as the UO ran for cover. "All right, here's the plan," Xardius panted once they had hidden behind some rubble. "I'm going to take on Scourge; you guys focus on saving our allies and getting rid of that Virus, got it? Wish me luck..." OOC: Rather than having Xardius do everything... BIC: Xardius ducked from boulder to boulder as Scourge erupted from the portal, fire streaking out to hit the U.O. guard, baking them to burnt crisps. "LIONHEART!" Scourge roared, flames erupting around him, cracking the ground. "Right here," Xardius muttered, leaping into plain sight and running away from the rest of the fighting. "Catch me if you can..." Scourge blasted forward, focused on one target... OOC: I'm going to reply as soon as I post this, because the last posts of Scourge vs Xardius are going to take some time. You guys post what you need/want to to finish the Virus stuff.
****** <= The amount of time it took to find the portal Xardius ran through the portal...followed by the rest of the UO... Maybe someday we'll know what really happened... Then Scourge ran through the portal... OOC: Nulix, help me out please; I'm going to start posting the Xardius/Scourge battle soon, but first I need to know where I am...
Xardius hit the brakes at the last second, slowing down to a crawl as he gently entered the docking bay and settled down. "Sorry about that, but I wanted to give us some time to find the portal before Scourge catches up," Xardius said, jumping from his seat. "Hurry before the soldiers here have time to react and we have to fight our way out!" Xardius yelled over his shoulder as he sprinted from the ship towards a door. OOC: I don't know what I'm doing anymore...
Xardius forced Scourge back one final time, then leaped into the ship, running to the pilot's chair and gunning it. He looked back in time to see Scourge's wings fluttering as he leaped after them, propelling himself upward. "This is where it gets fun," Xardius said, aiming for Skinnar's ship above the planet. "Hang onto your butts!" Hitting the acceleration as fast as possible, Xardius aimed for the ship's docking bay...
