OOC: Oooh, creepy. BIC: Xardius saw Nulix's expression and enlightened him. "What I'm saying is that though something may seem at first to be unsolvable, such as an opponent's mastery of the sword, that opponent will always have a weak link that you can exploit. That is, if you have the necessary skill to shatter that weak link." EDIT OOC: This by the way, is mostly accurate to Kardas, though he has a dark symbol on his forehead.
Kardas sneered as he disappeared into the shadows like the darkness itself... *** Xardius sighed. "Yes, we do seem to have our share of problems don't we?" He touched his blinded eye and winced. "Still, we'll prevail. Every problem can be solved...with the right solution." He frowned. "Perhaps we need to find the solution before we take care of the problems..." OOC: Xardius is talking to Nulix, FYI.
OOC: Dude, seriously, take a chill pill. You left. And by the way, um, is Xeno a brotherhood member or not? Because if he is, I have the rights to control him...Not literally, but through the leader of the Brotherhood, Scourge. Anyhow... BIC: Xardius groaned and shifted in Darxess' arms. "Darxess? Put me down, I can walk." Darxess complied, and Xardius raised a hand to his eye. Reaching into his pocket, he withdrew a long strip of bandage that he seemed to have been carrying. Carefully, he tied the bandage around the bleeding socket so it covered it. "Kardas, one of the highest ranking members of the Brotherhood," Xardius muttered. "That's barely a taste of what we're up against."
OOC: Oh, Xeno is a Brotherhood member? Makes sense. BIC: Xardius growled and punched Xeno in the face...hard... Xeno's eyes rolled up in the back of his head and he slumped to the ground, unconscious. "Come out, devil..." Xardius growled. A steady dripping noise echoed through the castle as heavy footsteps approached. Marlene gasped. "No, it's...it's..." "Kardas," the monster itself whispered, stepping into the light. Eyes shone like diamonds in a monstrous humanoid face, huge mouth dripping with drool, massive arms, legs... Kardas was taller than Xardius, but not by much, and was nearly twice as big (hard as that is to imagine). Xardius gritted his teeth. "I've heard about you...Kind of you to drop by so I can execute you..." Kardas didn't seem to hear, or maybe he didn't care. A sneer split his ugly face. "Lunch..." Kardas launched himself at Xardius, and Xardius mentally prepared the exact calculation that would split Kardas in half along an even line so that his halved proportions would be exactly equal...You never knew what might come in handy. With a heavy grunt, Xardius pivoted and slammed his sword towards Kardas... It never got that far. Kardas' mouth disproportioned and swallowed Chomper's blade whole. Xardius held up the handle and inch of blade that remained of the once six foot sword and looked behind him at Kardas. Kardas crunched up the remains of Chomper and swallowed. "Hungry," he drooled. "Meathead," Xardius snapped as Kardas charged again. Xardius dropped his sword, and drew his fist back. Fire blossomed from fist to elbow as Kardas' mouth gaped wide. Xardius slammed in a vicious uppercut that sent Kardas reeling back, his mouth slamming shut with an audible crack. Kardas hit the ground, rolled, and ran forward as if he hadn't felt the blow. But Xardius was ready. With a roar, he released the charged fire bomb he'd prepared as Kardas sprang at him. The bomb clipped Kardas on the side, and spun him around so he slammed into the ground with a heavy crash. Xardius didn't give him time to recover. Snatching up the recreated Chomper, thanks to some quick work from the sword's crystal, he raced forward, and slammed Kardas repeatedly, ending with a massive blow that sent Kardas reeling back into a pile of rubble. Xardius raced forward into the blob that was Kardas. Arms hardened into blades and slashed away Xardius' sword, then both legs snapped up into Xardius' belly and sent him flying backwards. Grunting, Xardius flipped to his feet in time to get hit by a heavy one-two from Kardus' heavy punches, smashed by a bloated belly, and smashed into a broken pillar by a spin-kick. Kardas charged, mouth drooling. Xardius wiped blood from his mouth. "Happy day," he muttered, and charged forward to meet Kardas. Kardas' mouth opened huge, wide enough to swallow a truck, but Xardius didn't falter. He leaped straight into the mouth, one foot down on the lower jaw, hand on the upper. With a cry, he unleashed one of his most powerful spells: a condensed supernova located at the back of Kardas' throat. The concussion sent him reeling back. Shaking his head, he slowly got to his feet, sure of his victory. Giggling, Kardas sprang to his feet, seemingly unharmed. With a roar, he charged Xardius. Xardius' eyes widened in shock. Before he could react, Kardas was on him, right arm springing out into a sharpened point. Xardius reeled back but the left arm's blade pinned him to the pillar through the shoulder. Xardius cried out as the right blade slammed into his left eye... Kardas grinned. "Now you match, pretty boy," he sneered. And then giggling, he ran away. Xardius slumped to the ground, blood flowing from his blinded eye. "XARDIUS!" Marlene screamed. The last thing Xardius thought was: Now I remember who you are...
Then they both got smacked by a massive energy wall... Xardius grunted as an energy bolt threw him to the ground. Heaving himself to his feet, he sprinted for a nearby pile of rubble, hit it, flipped up and back, and landed behind the member. He grabbed the member's head and twisted...life terminated. That's when he heard the giggling.
OOC: I'll make it both... BIC: Xardius nodded and slipped into the shadows. Suddenly, he appeared again, holding up a young woman with long brown hair and violet eyes. "Marlene, what are you doing here?" Xardius asked. Marlene struggled in Xardius' grasp. "What does it look like?" "Spying," Xardius said coldly. Marlene snorted. "Great observation, muscle head." "I don't have time for this," Xardius said. "Get out of here so I don't have to kill you." "You'd really do that to...me?" Marlene asked, shock written over her face. "You'd kill me? Your...fiance?" "What are you talking about?" Xardius growled. "Don't you remember?" Marlene asked, tears growing in her eyes. "Don't you remember that day?" Xardius narrowed his eyes, then they widened and he leaped away, carrying Marlene with him as the energy bomb blew into the rubble. "Nulix! It's a Brotherhood member!" Xardius yelled, sweeping out Chomper. "Weak one though! We can take him together!"
OOC: OK, so I have a question. Do you want this to be a battle scene or... ...something else?
"Of course you did," Xardius murmured. "You're hearing your own intense paranoia reflecting back at you." He sighed. "Look, the Brotherhood doesn't work like that. The only one who does is Zaxor. And you have no idea what you're facing when it comes to him. If you want to know how I know so much, talk to Zane. He's a Brotherhood member who's turned against his dark past and is secretly trying to help us...Got all that?"
OOC: I'm back! BIC: Xardius snorted. "Good luck with that."
OOC: All right, I found some great pictures so I'll post the links so I won't take up a lot of space.... Xardius - http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa71/anyelaaleyna/anime%20guy/anime123.jpg Trent - http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/dbreuer13/MythicalBoy.jpg Enigma - http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y201/Sakena-Chan/Male%20Anime%20Characters/ShadowWarrior4.jpg Eclipse - http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w302/mandalore87/bish-03.jpg Simon - (whom you will see later) http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m97/Cade_Laidon/AnimeWarrior.jpg BIC: "Interesting," Xardius said, without his usual flare. He seemed...cold. OOC: Oh, shoot, gotta go, be back later though.
OOC: Then I should be there. I gotta go in 20 minutes, so I won't be here long, but I'll be back, no worries. By the way, did you see the newly improved Xardius picture? BIC: Xardius stepped from the shadows, and eased the sword in its holdings. "Well, now," he said. "I hope I didn't miss anything important."
OOC: All right, Chapter 11 coming up soon...And so is Xardius.
OOC: HOLY! No-Heart X is the creepy Darkrai! WHOA! MEGA BRAIN FART! (Guess we'll have to stop making fun of him in the fan-fic...and Karxo too...DANG IT! THERE GOES ALL OUR HUMOR). Ahem. Technically, it was Nulix's humor, not mine, by the way. And now, for the ultimate battle...And a preview of the future... BIC: 1 year earlier - The garage door screeched as it groaned its way open. Light flooded the interior, flooded around the massive shape that was still holding the door open. With an earsplitting crash and a flex of the massive arm, the garage door was pushed all the way open. The man inside looked scarcely human. Thick hair hung over a bandaged eye that still leaked blood in a steady drip, drip as the blood soaked through. Grit and grime covered his body, and his muscles were flax, his bones pressed against the skin tightly. His skin was a pale, worm white and old scars and scabs crisscrossed his body. Strung between two chains, his arms extended to their fullest capacity, the man hung, seemingly half-dead. "I have come for you, my liege," the shadow said from the doorway. "Finally," the man said, his voice surprisingly deep and rich. The chains cracked and with a roar of flame, Scourge was reborn. "Let's go," Scourge said, touching the bandaged eye. He moved towards the shadow, and with each step, his body became less and less pale, more muscled, sleek. By the time, he reached the doorway, he looked as if he'd been eating well for over a year. "This way, my liege," the hulking shadow stated, and the two disappeared into the light. The garage door crashed to the ground, closing forever on the prison that had once held the mightiest harbinger of destruction the worlds had ever known: the destroyer of worlds...the Scourge. Better known by some as the mentor of Darius Lionheart: Rune. *** 10 months earlier - Patrick sighed as he idly swished the straw around in his Sunkist soda. He watched a bubble pop, and felt the last bit of his patience escape with it into the atmosphere. "What are we doing here Tyre?" Patrick whined, leaning back and thumping his feet onto the table. "We've been sitting here for the past hour now, and there's nothing showing for it...We could be out trackin' this guy, but NO, just because Wirdeekuv put you in charge of this assignment, we have to sit in a sweat-hole for a bloody hour, doing nothing. I could have found the guy in less time than this..." "It's only been 20 minutes," Tyre said calmly, sipping his own Grape soda. "And this is the likeliest location for the "Cow Killer" to show." "Cow Killer?" Patrick asked skeptically, his brow furrowing. "That's what he calls himself." "What a lame name for a serial killer," Patrick said. "So, great, we're chasing some guy who calls himself the "Cow Killer" by sittin' in a dirty run-down pub where he's supposed to frequent." "You nailed it." Patrick groaned and kneaded his temples. "Tyre, I am BOOOOOORED!" Just then the bell jingled, and both heads snapped around. A man stood in the doorway, his face seemingly frozen in a perpetual grin...not that the grin was anywhere near pleasant. A goggle constricted the skin around his eyes and magnified his eyes so that his pupils seemed tiny and the whites of his eyes huge. His nose was long, large and sharp, and his teeth were pointed like a shark's. In short, he was the "Cow Killer." "That him?" Patrick said, nearly bouncing up and down. "Yes," Tyre said. "Now calm down, don't want him to overhear." "The guy's got holes for ears, how he gonna hear anything? Why does he call himself the Cow Killer by the way?" "Well, it comes in short from my hatred of cows for one, and my hatred of cow lovers. Since this world is pretty much the burger kingdom where they all love cows so much, I've made this my home base and I've decided to knock some sense into these cringy cow-lovers. Got it yet?" "Huh?" Patrick said. "You boys shouldn't talk so loud," Cow Killer said, his grin widening, if that were possible. "Told you," Tyre muttered. Cow Killer's arms swept back, belying his size, and swept forward again, bringing a massive butcher knife crashing down. Both Guardians of Larenska leaped backward as the table smashed in half. The Cow Killer spun in a deadly dance, ripping apart chairs and tables and counters as Tyre and Patrick dodged away. "Hmph," Tyre said. "He'd be in pieces already if I had my sword." "Yeah, well, his head'd be goo if I had my club, but since we don't....NEXT BEST THING! HI-YA!" Patrick leaped forward and around Cow Killer's blow and smashed Cow Killer in the nose...nearly breaking his knuckles in the process. "Heh heh, sorry kid, but I ain't no push-over," Cow Killer said, swiping downwards towards Patrick's arm. Tyre swept in like a storm wind and with a swift smack of his hand deflected the blow to the side. Cow Killer's eyes bulged with menace... The bell jingled. "Am I interrupting something?" a new voice said. Everyone froze, and turned to look at the door. A man with military-cut jet black hair and piercing red eyes stared back at them. His arms were folded, stretching his dry-cleaned black shirt and a smirk was on his face. "Are you a cow lover?" Cow Killer asked. "Cause if you aren't, get out. If you are, I'll kill you!" "Well," the man said, throwing a hand into the air. "Depends on how you look at it. You see, I do like cows...as hamburgers." "SAME THING!" Cow Killer roared, and he sprinted for the man with amazing speed. The man didn't flinch. "You're all just pathetic, you know that?" he said, his smirk fading into a annoyed frown. Cow Killer's butcher blade sang out for his neck. Tyre blinked and missed it all. Patrick didn't and wished he had. The man moved so swiftly it was like a lightning strike. Milliseconds before the blade would pass too far to dodge, he moved under the blow, swept forward, and slammed a hand into Cow Killer's chest. Cow Killer had time to finish his snarl before his heart imploded inside his chest and the front of his body ripped apart with the concussive force of an implanted grenade. Enigma calmly walked to the counter as Cow Killer fell to the floor and rinsed his arm free of blood. After toweling it off, he pointed to the stunned Guardians. "Sorry to do this to you, but I'm afraid I've been hired to kill you all." And with that, he leaped over the counter, both hands raised. "NOW?" Patrick yelped. "Now," Tyre said calmly. Power surged around them. The man had time to blink before a surge of energy blasted towards him. Without moving an eyelash, the man cartwheeled to the side and gritted his teeth. Two fully-armored, fully-weaponed Guardians of Larenska stood in his view. Patrick's golden armor shone as he swept his massive club, the end littered with spikes as large as his forearm and the ball as large as a normal human head. "Meet the Guardian of Earth! Heh heh!" Patrick laughed. "I suppose I should introduce myself as well," Tyre sighed, sweeping his bow-like sword in a scythe pattern. "I am the Guardian of Water-Lightning." "Tyre and Patrick, Rank: Dragoons. Tyre - Weapon of Choice: Half Moon B-Blade. Fighting Style: Explosive arrows, and defensive martial arts with a shield pattern and a unique style of acrobatics. "Patrick - Weapon of Choice: Mighty Club. Fighting Style: Commonly known as the bull, combined with elemental power to smash up the fighting field in a pattern that leaves the opponent in disarray and off-balance in order to further the effect of the Bull." The man sighed. "I know all about you." Patrick had the sense to look taken aback. "Who is this kook?" "They call me Enigma," the man said, and suddenly his whole demeanor took an entirely different meaning. "Patrick, time-out," Tyre said, his eyes wide and his teeth gritted. "What?" Patrick said. "I've never heard of this guy..." "He's the mercenary who overthrew the entire Vetican army and overthrew the government. He's the guy who's taken on some of the most powerful mages and most skilled swordsman alive and not only survived, but defeated and killed." Tyre groaned. "Fully put, he's got more power than both of us combined..." "No way," Patrick muttered. "No fair." "Guess this isn't your lucky day," Enigma smirked. "We'll see about that!" Tyre cried. "Patrick!" Patrick roared as he swept forward. Enigma nodded approvingly. "So, you have chosen death by honor...Very well." Patrick's club smashed into the ground where Enigma had been, and the earth erupted. Enigma landed ten feet away and swept forward. Patrick ripped the club up, sending earth spikes for Enigma. Enigma swept between them, his fingers grazing the spikes. All of them shattered before they could move past him... Patrick grinned and a massive fist of earth smashed down onto a shocked Enigma. "GOT HIM!" Patrick yelled. "Not yet..." Tyre said. Cracks appeared on the fist, and then it shattered. Enigma brushed himself off. "You actually managed to hit me. You might be better than I thought." "Dang tooting!" Patrick roared, leaping forward. "Don't get cocky," Enigma warned, dodging Patrick's blows and reaching for Patrick's head. The arrow took him through the arm. Enigma gasped as lightning coursed through his arm. Patrick's club swung for his ribs, but Enigma's other hand shattered the end like a pillow. Enigma, cursing his luck, jumped backward as Tyre's next arrow detonated where his feet had been. He found himself running backward as Tyre's arrows came like a machine gun's bullets. Explosions tracked him across the room and Enigma swept up and over the last one, skimming along the ceiling and leaping down toward Tyre. Tyre didn't blink, just fired the next arrow. Enigma grunted as it took him through the gut, but he didn't pause. He landed and kicked the weapon away, reaching for Tyre's head. Tyre didn't give him the chance. His swift kick caught Enigma in the chin, and then three punches in quick succession left Enigma reeling. "Never understimate a Guardian," Tyre said emotionlessly, spin-kicking Enigma in the head. Enigma smashed into the ground. "Ugh," he muttered. "Not my day." With a boom, he collapsed the floor and disappeared. "Yeah!" Patrick said, climbing to his feet. "We wasted him!" "Hmph," Tyre said. "We hardly injured him. Let's get going before he decides to come back and finish us." *** 8 months earlier - Enigma stalked the alleyway, his eyes glowing... The encounter with the Guardians had kicked in his survival instincts, and he had terminated the contract to destroy the Guardians. Too risky. Of course, he was now on the run from his contractors...which was just as risky. Not that Enigma really cared. He could defeat them all. Simple truth, no cockiness involved. He simply believed he was that good. "Little toy, little toy, soon to be...crunched up and eaten," a voice said from behind him. Enigma paused and turned. A massive silhouette stood behind him...Eyes glowed in circular orbs, and drool oozed from a mouth that had massive teeth. Huge arms and legs connected to a torso easily three times as large as Enigma's own. In short, Enigma thought, the man was a sack of fat and stupidity. "Who are you?" Enigma asked, his deep baritone coming out clearly. "Lunch time," the silhouette sneered, and it charged. Enigma's eyes widened as the figure came into the light, the symbol of a demon emblazoned on its bald head. "A demon?" Enigma whispered as the distance, nearly 400 feet was crossed by the silhouette in less than five seconds. Enigma snarled as he raised a hand and leaped forward. The demon snickered as it opened its jaws wide... The explosion rocked the entire city and when investigators came, they found three of the buildings had collapsed into the small alley...blood was smeared across the rocks, but there was no sign of any bodies... *** 2 months earlier - Scourge touched the bandage around his eye, then turned to the group behind him. "Find them all," he whispered. "Destroy them." "Of course," Zaxor sneered. "Lunch," the demon muttered. *** 1 month earlier - Enigma sat at a table with the man he knew only as Eclipse, sipping water. He coughed slightly, and Eclipse looked at him carefully. Eclipse had nursed him back to health after the explosion. Who knew that he could collapse three buildings at once? Booted feet walked towards them. Enigma turned and his eyes widened. The demon stood there, and before the drooling monstrosity, stood a tall man with flaming red hair, a bandage over his left eye, and...the circlet of a phoenix on his brow. "Apologize, Kardas," the man ordered. The demon, Kardas, bowed his head. "No more snacking, promise," it drooled. Enigma's eyes narrowed. "I apologize as well," the man said smoothly. "I'm afraid I kept too loose of a leash on Kardas..." Enigma nodded. "Very well," he said. "I am the one known as Scourge," the man said. "I believe we had a contract together." Enigma nodded again. "Yes. I terminated it do to previously undetermined health risks." Scourge chuckled. "How would you like to work for me again, this time without the risks?" Enigma leaned back in his chair. "Tell me more." "Ever hear of the Brotherhood?" Scourge asked softly. *** 24 hours earlier - Xardius screamed as pain racked his body. The fire left him cold... He fingered snow white hair, and slowly, painfully stood. "So, it seems you've finally reclaimed your power, my old mentor," he said, and his eyes glowed... OOC: Sorry for the length, but this is my intro, so.... Anyhow, where is everybody?
OOC: Gurg. Me too. See you tomorrow. Um...RP is postponed till tomorrow?
OOC: Send it to me...I'll edit my post.
OOC: That's What You Get For Forcing Me To Write The Chapters!!!! EDIT: Here's the new and improved Xardius.
HEY! I have limited internet time! I can't help it that I'm forced to have a life other than the UO!
OOC: I have no idea, but the next chapter of the fan-fic is up...You'll enjoy it immensely Nulix.
OOC: Um, hello? Where'd everybody go?
OOC: All right, I'm signed up. And even though I don't really understand what's going on... TWO THINGS: One - I'm in charge of the Brotherhood, no questions asked. If you'd like to create a member, talk to me. All plans to engage with the Brotherhood must be passed by me, because otherwise you might blunder badly. I want the Brotherhood to be a major issue people, not push-overs like the Knights were in the previous RP. Two - I'm continuing to write the fan-fic, and therefore we'll need to start off at a convenient location to end the first fan-fic. So, where are we starting?
