Remnants of The Wielders

Desperado began to laugh At Erik's words. "And you really think you can stop me? Go ahead and try, that is, unless you're frightened" He said with a snide toothy grin

 

Ashrah nodded, "Ayes. Let's go Sharumix. There's some things much more productive to do than listen to another sap story. Crowley has big plans for you and I." He opened a dark corridor, "Let's go."

Crowley watched Alexis die and chuckled, "Pathetic. No demoness with pride would allow herself to die so easily."

 

Sharumix looked behind her at the group of people and then turned and followed Ashrah through the dark corridor.

 

Erik locked eyes with Sharumix, seeing her exit through the portal, then glared at Desperado."Not scared.."He murmured, taking his stance and held Odin tight."Bring on your best."

 

As Sharumix exited the Keyblade Graveyard, she thought she saw one of the boys there lock eyes with her. What she saw startled her, she saw fear in his eyes. Something stirred in her, she felt afraid for him. But she shook those feelings off, she had a job to do. Besides, it wasn't her fault about the demoness and the damage she caused. But still... she found herself hoping that he'd make it through his fight.

 

"With pleasure." He said grinning. A split second later he lunged forward frighteningly fast, much faster than the average person would have time to react to, and struck with great force downward at the boy.

 

Ashrah led Sharumix away from the Graveyard. Silently, he stepped out onto the solid ground of the Dark Margin. "Even if the morrow is barron of promises. Nothing shall forestall my return. To become the dew that quenches the land. To spare the sands, the seas, the skies. I offer thee this silent sacrifice."

 

Erik's eyes widened at the blinding speed. He brought his keyblade up however, his prowess physically was kind of low, considering he was more of the mage type. He strengthened his stance, clenching his teeth with the attack slammed into his defending keyblade, but he managed to hold it off.

 

Just as soon as the first blow had connected, Desperado rose his second sword and slammed it down on Erik, then again, and again. The blows were quick in succession, yet each one was like being shot with a cannon.

 

Sharumix walked silently behind Ashrah. Wow, she thought. That was... poetic. I'm not sure how to respond to that.

 

OOC: that was from Loveless right?

 

Desperado swung his second blade down and he clenched his teeth. As soon as the attack landed, the ground cracked under Erik's feet and he cringed with pain, stumbling and swaying to recover from the hit. Erik looked at Desperado, falling back onto his bottom with his keyblade disappearing, this was bad..

 

Desperado quickly grabbed Erik by the kneck, claws digging into his skin, he pulled him closer so that their faces were right next to each other. his breathe reaked of darkness and death. "now, what were you saying about stopping me?" he said with a look on his facelike he was about to bite Erik's head off which, if he so desired, he could.

 

OOC: AGH! Come on, who's going to save Erik? My character just lost her good or else I'd do it myself! I don't know what's wrong with me, I used to be only evil characters all the time. Now I can't seem to stay away from the light. XP

 

OOC: eh don't worry, i'll say he's not worth making the kill or something. either that or stab him till he passes out bu miss the vitals lol

 

Erik cringed as he was picked up, feeling the darkness radiating from the combatant, he struggled a bit and bit his lower lip, then looked at him with a pained grin. He summoned Odin and it glew yellow."Thu..Thunder!"He cried, a large lightning struck at Desperado, at this range, both of them would get hit, but at least Erik would have a hit off the guy and momentarily stumble him.

 

ooc: Yes it is. I love LOVELESS and so do my characters.

bic: Crowley grew tired of Erik and Beuce's game. "Don't you have a job to do?" he mumbled from behind Desperado. "You do remember your pact, don't you? Even through a personality change, your pact is still valid. Would you rather I end your sister's life in the most painful way? And yours along with it?"

 

Desperado dropped Erik when the lightning hit him. he stumbled for a second but quickly shook it off, then turned to face Crowley. "Heh, you think you can order me around? Do as you wish with the girl, it holds no consequence to me. As for my life...just try it. If you're so powerful then prove it." He siad, combining his blades into a larger, more powerful sword. It seemed to give of a dark radience, as though it was alive. "behold, Laventine. this sword was forged in the fires of hell. it is truely a weapon of mass destruction." He then held up the evil blade and demonstrated it's power by slamming it into the ground. A purple wave of raw power erupted from the acursed sword and in front of where it had struck, a rather large crater was left in its wake. after this display was through he went into his fighting stance and readied himself for Crowley to attack.

 

Crowley yawned, "Are you done? If you care not for Xenree's soul...or your own...then, as you wish." He snapped his fingers and Xenree fell face first onto the sand in her world and passed out. "What were we on? Oh, what does it matter...she'll take time for the both of you. Seven hours left." A sharp pulse of electric energy zapped through Desperado from the pentagram emblazoned onto his hand.

 

Erik sat up to one knee and breathed heavily, his eyes focused on Crowley and his keyblade held tight in his hand."You don't control her fate."He said angrily, getting up and saw as electricity pulsed through Desperado."Fil...what on earth did you get yourself into..?"