Sorry I bother you so much Chels, but I just want another opinion xD;; How's First? Er, what do you think of him? He's quite literally a prototype...
First growled, going out but still attacking with his energy relentlessly. He was starting to get annoyed and felt he had done enough damage already. He came closer to Saix, trying to strike him at the heart with as much energy he could muster. Ashir watched his arm bleed, and Parma's form spiking constantly. He coughed, not used to the sensation of bleeding. He felt quite weak, since his energy was screwed up entirely. I'll have to go the the part soon... he winced. Hestia stayed hidden, for she finally knew who First was, and decided it best for her to vanish for a bit.
First sighed, growing bored. "Fine." He started towards Saix, being a ghost allowed him to even go into this berserk mind. It was was too easy since a crazed mind didn't think or protect itself very well. Mage nearly went berserk herself, if the wound didn't keep her mind busy. She tried using a Blizzard, but it shot pain through her arm.
Mage watched her burned wrist, noticing it was almost burned to the bone. She'd have to ask Vexen for help, and if the arm would work properly again. First watched with boredom, firing his pure energy at Saix and wondering when to go back to Xenree. "Vanitas, think we did enough for now?"
First watched Saix, firing pure energy to his weapon that traveled to his core. "Hmph, pitiful. I wonder why Xenree couldn't have done away with you at this point." Mage kept screaming, to the point her vocal chords started to go numb and her screaming stopped. She dropped Nightmare, unable to bear it any longer.
ooc: Sorry if I seem off for a bit, Minecraft is very addicting xD;; bic: Mage went to attack Vanitas, angered that he worked for the very person who killed Adrien. Before striking, First grabbed her hand, his own burning with energy. His prey screamed as the energy burned through her clothes down to the skin. Ashir reluctantly ran to help Mage, only for his attack to stop his blood cold. Parma was shifting beyond her control, hurting her master as well. "Ashir!" Hestia yelled, wishing for help as she summoned her only weapon of Darkness.
Mage watched Vanitas, growling as First was by his side. He looked around for any prey, then noticed Ashir, whom seemed terrified by Demyx, Hestia using her own darkness to start a defensive state. "Vanitas, look. Hestia and her child..." he grinned, which made them both cower more.
Hestia shook her head. "I won't leave, I have to stay with Demyx. I advise you to watch your partner though." She sounded quite grim. Mage wanted to just attack Xenree for this, and blamed herself as well. "I shouldn't have allowed him that medallion!" she growled, her eyes deadly. Ashir held Mage down with one strong grip on her shoulder, Parma forming a clawed hand on his free one. "Calm down, you're starting to look like my father. Revenge is not good for you."
Mage winced, but comforted Nightmare with a hug. She too felt warm tears trickle down. Hestia noticed this, feeling some of the pain herself in Mage's eyes. "Saix, dear, please watch her..." Ashir noticed something in Mage's eyes that reminded him of a term all too familiar... Revenge.
Mage looked up at Saix, scanning his eyes, wondering what his thoughts were. She summoned Nightmare, now finding herself wishing that Adrien had borrowed Nightmare longer to protect himself. "Something doesn't feel right, Nightmare..." "Xenree, so, now that I am your ally how are we to attack? I am eager to move." First smirked, now finding joy in the dark torment Xenree held. This castle wasn't badly designed either, he fancied her tastes. "I am also interested on seeing what the hyena over there can do as well. Looks like some kid I met while wandering about."
Mage kept close to Saix, wondering why Hestia was so jumpy all of a sudden. "Saix, maybe she has a reason?" She felt her heart twinge, causing her to become more worried. "Yeah, I don't know why but something keeps moving about in the darkness and it feels too familiar..." Hestia fidgeted nervously, looking around. Ashir returned to her side, Parma on her shoulder like a parrot. First looked to Vanitas, almost annoyed at his great laughter. "I like the way you torture others..." He looked at the body of Adrien, observing the quality. "Maybe a nice physical form I could use when needed. Seems like someone my sister would trust. She's such a forgiving type."
No, just the norm. The mainstream if you wish to call it that. Some of us escape being put in boxes though
Mage finally coughed up the last of the corruption, a bit weakened but better. Hestia sighed in relief. "Now we have to start moving, something feels wrong so I don't want to stay in one place too long.." First watched in interest at Adrien's actions, chuckling slightly. How stupid the living could be... It was too amusing. "What will you do to him?" he questioned, wondering her brutality.
"Do keep in mind girl, I am not like my sister who will easily give in to others. I am more powerful then her by miles." The First growled with disdain, remembering the nights he'd watch Hestia fond over her child for hours. He wanted to watch that child's blood spread over like paint, the intestines creating his noose, and done so fast his heart... His little frail heart he wished to still be beating, mindless. Hestia looked at Mage, leaning by her. "There there." She cooed, looking to Saix. "Saix, please pat her back, hard so that whatever she's coughing will come out." Mage continued to cough violently, almost fainting a few times, but these slimy black manifestations of the corruption she held kept coming out.
It's called society, baby!
"If I was ever born, she would have been my sister." First corrected. "I want her gone." he growled. He sighed, slightly softening though quickly becoming hard again. " I want her child murdered." he muttered to himself, like one with a straight jacket might mumble constantly. Mage felt a dizzying ache in her head, the corruption exiting her body. She summoned Nightmare, looking as the black casing slowly melted. She smiled softly, but coughed in her free hand just as violently as before. Hestia stopped herself, almost bowing. "Sorry, it's just something feels really wrong dear..."
Hah, I kinda took the behavior from a club bunny girl character I had(If you want an idea of her personality here...
http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/565592
So... While now the corruption is gone, how did I do? xD;; I really have no clue
First sighed and nodded, going down to sit in the chair. He growled at the few memories he had of Hestia, especially as a young girl. " She has the nerve to have a child as well, never giving him up even after she learned of me." He bit his thumb, to the extent where pain or blood would show, but that was something unknown to him. Mage grimaced, knowing the smell of darkness well. "You and I hold that same scent as well, dog, be wise to remember that. If *cough* I saw he our friend, then he is to be shown respect." She coughed a bit more, coughing up a smaller black slimy thing. Hestia trembled a moment, feeling something familiar and at the same time unfamiliar as well. "Demyx, get up. We must get moving. Move you worm or I will make you." she snarled. Ashir was being pecked and stabbed by Parma, feeling that he was to be the servant to be bent at this bird's will. "Obey me! You may wield me, but I am what makes you powerful!"
