ooc: Oi...where is everyone? School is making my head spin.
Xenree shoved him away from her, her silver eyes bright from her tears she'd shed before. "Orias!?" She stood and patted her cheeks, "I swear, you're going to distract me from my job more so than aid me. Just....please, no more questions."
Margaret chuckled, "Play nice? Oh no. You don't know my song either. I'll most certainly have to teach you." Istar left her side and slashed through an on coming blue flaming arrow from Nevan. "I'm not here to kill you Nevan! I'm fighting for mine and Alice's life. Why do you insist that I must die?! Margaret is alive!" He watched Nevan's will faulter and steel again. "Screw you!"
LOL You wish.
Istar groaned and Margaret turned her dark eyes toward him. "Who are you? I don't have time for you." Hefting a shotgun-scythe, she shot at Luxek.
haha, yeah, how did you know?
Margaret launched herself down from the building and slashed at Istar. He dodged underneath her jump and watched her dance away from him. "Istar, I should thank you for bringing me to this world. Seeing these things has changed my mind about Alice's duty. I've decided...Alice is important and thus...are you."
Shinobi brushed Yuuki's hair quickly and hustled her out the door. "Go, go, go, go! Hurry, hurry. Oh, look, look Yuuki!" The little girl stared at the sky rather than at the dragons her mother pointed at. "Momma...do you think that white dragon will come back?" Thinking, Shinobi couldn't put her finger on a white dragon, "White dragon?" Yuuki nodded, "It was pretty. It flies around here at dawn. It hasn't come in a few weeks."
Xenree hugged him and sad on the ground, "Where do I go now?"
Nevan trembled, "Margaret....? It...can't be!" Istar glowered up at Margaret and grinned, "Nope." The woman smirked a little and lifted a sniper rifle into her lap, "How tragic. Then let me teach you."
Sure sure. Sorry... Sure. A distant brother. As in Xen didn't know about him.
Nevan panted until he heard a familiar whistle of a song he knew since he was a child. "That song..." A woman wearing a black and white frilly dress and pure white hair as white as her face and black makeup whistled a song from the top of a rooftop. "You know this song?"
Alice frowned. "Goddess...no. I am a Keyblade Master and Elder Key. My powers stem from that. That which I have stolen, lies dormant inside me." Istar kicked Nevan onto the ground, "Die!" Nevan rolled, leaving a trail of blood on the ground as Istar stabbed his blade into the ground. "I refuse to listen to your lies, Alice!"
Username: Twilight_Nobody13 Name: Shinobi (mother) Yuuki (daughter) Age: 25 and 11 Appearance: Type of Dragon: Last-Cloud-After-Dawn (Lightning and Wind) Weapon(s): thin, steel sword Bio: Shinobi fled from her husband in an arranged marriage with her young daughter from the Earth city and now lives in the Water village. Raising her young daughter has been hard on the young mother and yet Yuuki knows a lot about the world around her. Shinobi's gentle nature encourages her daughter to be friendly to all people and dragons included. Though she has never owned a dragon, Shinobi entertains a great longing to touch the sky with her daughter.
Lynne growled at him. "What the hell is wrong with you!?" The man waved his hand at her, "Soon you'll learn why you're here. Once your friends get to the hospital...soon things will make sense." He pulled out a cheap cell phone and dialed quickly, "It's me. I have her. I know, I know. She's in one piece. They haven't been to the hospital yet. In position as always. Don't worry about my sons...they won't get in my way."
Alice moved to block the attack for Auran. Her Keyblade glowing as she anticipated Gexln's attack. "Gexln's fury...Nevan's grief. They are one in the same and yet so very different. Nevan...you are speaking secrets of Amee that are not to be revealed here. Yes, I stole it from the Goddesses...yes, Istar is my vessel...but no, I will not die and neither will Nevan, even though time and time again, the boy will be caught inbetween my fight and Nova's tests." Istar jumped up and spun behind Nevan, grabbing hold of the hilt of the blade in his chest and ripping it out through his shoulder. "It will never be the same with Alice around, Nevan. And I will never die by your sad pathetic hands." Nevan's breath fled him as he felt the sword leave his body. "You won't win. Your Lady will fall."
Alice's breath was labored and sweat covered her face, "I'm alright. There is a reason why Istar's blood is sand now." Istar gave her a shocked look, "You knew?" Her sweet laugh bounced off buildings, "Of course I knew. I know everything with you. One day Istar, one day, Auran will take your place. Lladranna will bind us together as we are and then...you will be allowed to die. Until then. Stop goofing around!" Her hazel eyes turned pure gold and her six white angel wings spread from her back. Istar knelt and bowed his head, "Yes, my lady." The sand from the ground rose in a wind and swirled around Istar in a small dervish. When it cleared, Istar's wounds were gone and so were Alice's. She watched Nevan stumble back with shock. "Purebloods.... Alice, how could you...!? To live forever...to have unimaginable power...the only problem..you need a vessel in which to feel pain. If you cannot die, you are no longer simply a Keyblade Master...you will become the Goddess you stole from."
Nevan took the distraction to wiggle out of Auran's grip and aimed leather boot at Auran's ribs. "Don't touch me filthy mongrel. You're not fit to touch any of Lladranna's children. By the Planet Amee herself, I will kill Istar and bring back the age of light to our world!" Istar grabbed Nevan's leg and twisted it. "You..." Istar and Nevan froze in mid-motion as soft sobs echoed down the street and light footsteps clicked on the pavement. "Wh-what have you done Nevan? You...weren't like this before. What would your parents say? What would Margaret say if she could see hate leading you onwards?"
Nevan coughed blood and laughed, "Death is only the beginning. With Death comes new life. If not everyone's hearts break at the same time...it will only hurt more." He spoke in riddles and Istar stood behind him. "Let him go Auran. This is my fight." Istar had his hand blocking sand from pouring out of his chest.
Nevan's eyes widened, "Alice?! But...it was rumored she died...on her journey to find Istar. I..." he hesitated, "Margaret's death...she needs to be avenged..she was my family." A tremble of anger rippled down his spine. "I...I don't care! Alice will die anyway! Margaret was all I ever had! Why shouldn't the world be just as grief stricken as I?!" He ducked and literally 'poofed' from his place in front of Auran and landed on top of Istar. "Die you murdering --" his words were cut short. Glancing down, Nevan stared at the thick blade sticking out through his chest. "You think...I'll die...so easily?" "If only..." Istar choked out.
