Spirox War

- RENO -
Reno nodded to Neko as she left and lead the small group to the far side of Kikei and to a small home. He opened the door and allowed them inside. Reno then went to one of the book shelves and pulled out a map of the city and placed it one one of the desks, "Alright. Hiro, show me where exactly the black markets are." He said.​

Xero walked into the home and then saw Reno getting stuff out. She walked over to the desk and saw the map of Oda. She then walked over to another bookshelf and began looking at some of the books. One of them seemed to catch her eye. It was a journal of some sort and she opened it. It had something to do with a myth about a giant mutant running around the Kikei district. It seemed like it was a journal of research documents. Xero kept quiet as she continued reading it.​

Hiro walked over to Reno and pointed to the government area in Dynami, "It's underground. Underneath the government area." He said, "But we can't just walk in there, there's guards everywhere."
"Then what do we do?"
Hiro then pointed somewhere not too far away on the map, "We can probably sneak in through the sewers some how..." he said with a face that said he'd rather not do that, "But at the same time, we could also probably get in through here." Hiro pointed to another area that was near Kikei, "I know a few mutants that could possibly get us in."​

Ethel perked up as Damnation said she could follow if she wanted. She did so and quickly walked over beside him, "I was... wondering something..." She said a bit nervously. She began twirling a strand of hair in her fingers out of nervous habit, "W-Why don't you remember... Anything from before... Well, t-this...?" She was gesturing to his mutations.​

Valinton sighed in frustration. That was the only picture he had on him and he couldn't go back until he found Caleb. Valinton then began to walk away rather quickly, he cared not if Dead followed or not. He was hoping he could find at least something that could lead him to--
Valinton suddenly noticed something on the ground. It was a vine. The same kind of vine he saw at the markets before he left. He then quickly looked around before calling to Dead, "Hey, come here."​

 

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Dead sighed, stepping sluggishly to Valinton. "What is it why do you want me-" she started and stopped. "Did you really just call me over for a PLANT?!" she yelled. Grabbing Valinton by his shirt collar, she lifted him up and above her slightly. "I grow tired of this. I am not in the mood for stupid games, BOY, so you had best think of something and some way to pay me once you are done." she growled at him. Her body started to seep into an illusion again. She took on the appearance of death itself. "You don't want me to get angry, BOY." she said, shoving him away.


Doku didn't expect him to actually not listen to her. "Gack!" she choked, feeling his talons in her neck. "Why will you...not...gack...listen to me!" she feebly yelled. Thinking of ways to try and stop him...Doku thought of something. Smirking, she retorted "Your talons are not as sharp as the claws of another I know..." Doku chuckled. "But I can...probably...stop you, Zylen..." she said, coughing. His talons made her neck bleed slightly. Reaching a shaking hand into her belt, she pulled out her smart phone. Tapping onto it quickly, albeit very shakily, she opened a flashlight application and pointed the light straight at Zylen's face. Now she just had to wait for him to crawl away like a scaredy bat. "Do not...underestimate...me..." she chuckled.

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Night had finally fallen and the wing bat like creature known as Skorge had awoke. As per his awakening he looked around to see if there were any stray humans or mutants wandering around in his domain. His eyes saw nothing in particular aside from the pile of bones in the corner. Seems like tonight he was going to have to hunt for his meal. A task not at all difficult for the night predator.

Perching himself on the support beam, he opened his wings and took flight through the open roof of the church and flew off in search of his next meal. Soaring in the air, he scanned the area for anything seemingly suitable for him to eat. At first his search seemed to yield very little results, but that was all before something stuck out to him.

Since he was flying about roof level, he had no trouble spotting the rainbow haired person standing around confused. She would make for an easy prey and meal. it wouldn't last him for the entire night, but definitely would last him long enough to find something else.

Now that it's prey was spotted, Skorge swooped down towards her had picked her up in his feet and carried her off. While he wouldn't eat her right away, it was more fun to have he prey struggle before the inevitable, he wanted to see the look of despair on her face before he dined.

@Calxiyn

 

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Neko glared over at the bat. She leaped into the air and transformed herself into a liger, the heaviest of the cat species. Now that he was blind, it would be impossible for him to know the attack was coming. She was also not going to yell out her attack like a lot of common people do when they attack. They are idiots, and this kitty was no idiot.

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"I have the power to manipulate the mind and dreams. Dreams are an extension of ones inner self, the memories of a past. I decided to wipe my dreams away, destroy my past. This way, I would have no remorse if any of my family or friends were put into harms way. However, I can still recognize specific people by name and appearance, yet I see no emotional attachment to them. A flaw in my memory wipe." He explained as he beat some poor defenseless human down, impaling their skull with his claws. He picked up another human and slowly began to tear through their flesh. "That's right... scream."

 

The teapot whistled in Steven Solaris’ left hand. There wasn’t a gas line in the rundown building he currently called home, but that didn’t matter when one happened to be a walking furnace. Keats in one hand and boiling water to become tea in the other was a combination of pleasantries he had to allow himself every time and again to keep from slipping in his mind’s constant need for upkeep. He had his bag, his body, and what was left of his mind to survive on, and each had to be at their peak potential. Solaris put down his book of poetry to switch the whistling tea pot into the other, much cooler hand. Wiping his hot left hand in the air a bit to help cool down the internal temperature he was controlling in his digits, Solaris grabbed a tea bag from his backpack; one that he always kept close, and he was starting to get in dire need of a replacement with the state the current one was in. It was not like he could go out and easily buy a new one though. Everyone always looked at him. His mask, his costume, and just his mere presence prompted attention, but he had to cover up with the red full-face mask he had neatly folded in his bag. He needed the red gloves, and black trench coat. He often thought that maybe the red suit was a bit overboard, but why would someone want to live and look like a drifter? He never chose the life anyway. It was forced on him. He was made into a freak. His skin didn’t fit his body. It was a loose, thick body suit of heat resistant rubber that didn’t hold up to its first assigned task. When his powers activated, prompted by experiments he’d signed up for in the military, he gained and immediately lost control of his heating abilities. Well, maybe he did choose this life. And between him and the two scientists who were burned to a crisp in that testing room, having his skin disfigured and “meltified” was probably being left off easy if you valued your life. Not that Steven Solaris… Smaulder… did.


Solaris pulled out a thermos from his bag, and prepared his tea. Someday soon, he’d have to eat, but for now, there were only tea bags and a few books he’d picked up from a nearby run-down library. Living in isolation, Solaris had to isolate even himself from himself as much as he could. The night air would probably feel cool, given the holes in the halls in the grey and dismal dilapidated apartment, but he never felt anything except the heat running through his veins. He could see his veins, and he looked at them, because they burned bright yellow with a tremendous heat that took great effort to keep down and the light in the darkness always drew his eyes. Hence, he slipped on his red leather gloves. Tight spaces made him heat up fast, but the more he covered up his skin, the more internalized the heat was, and the less it radiated off of him and made him burn the world around him. Smaulder, as his army buddies would call him in regards to his ability to take heat even before the powers, had his tea made, and his current read. For the moment: all was right with the world in that small light spot he occupied in Kikei.

 

Arioch Firarze stopped where she stood. She could hear a voice in her head, one that spoke as though it knew more than she did. Was this another side affect of her powers? First the burning skin, now this? Or was it something altogether different? "Why would I go back there? The last time I was in the city..I burned down a large portion of it, I frightened hundreds of people, and killed a lot of them..I couldn't bring that to my city. Not again" she responded to the mystery voice.

So, this was how she would play it. Self pity, guilt. These were common emotions among outcasts, along with such feelings as resentment and to some degree a desire for vengeance, though Stephen doubted this would be the case with the girl. He could reach into her mind now, feeling the fear she was experiencing right now, as well as the worry. You have nothing to worry about. I will not hurt you. I will leave this place, and never return, if that is what you wish. All I request is that you listen to..this, the telepath spoke to Arioch, sending various images of the riots, chaos, and general disruption that was quite common in the cities.

He waited for a moment. He could pry into her mind to get an idea of what she was thinking, but that would be highly dishonourable. In any case, he believed she would tell him her decision quickly. He was right.

"If I go back..what would I do?"
You would help me eliminate those that would disrupt the ideals of peace, while helping those who enforce them. Whether the elimination would be through sheer convincing or brute force would be entirely up to you. I am not, and will not act as, your master. I am just a being that would rather the world be in a state of peacefulness, rather than the disarray and chaos it is in currently.
A slight pause from Arioch. This man spoke of peace, and though Arioch would like that she couldn't see how it would happen. Could one man really make a difference that large? Could one man really change the way things had supposedly been for years?
I am quite certain that I can do this, yes.

Arioch sighed a little bit. This voice in her head, apparently it could hear her thoughts. It made sense given where it was, but it did not make the fact any easier for her to accept. The flameweaver silently nodded her head, before verbally agreeing to help whoever this mysterious voice belonged to. She wasn't sure why, but she felt she should trust it. Her response was one that was not expected. It was an image of a house, a small one at that, along with a 'verbal' message that told her to meet him there when she was able. She was assured that the voice would know she was coming and meet her there. Without another word, the voice seemed to leave her mind. She wasn't sure how she knew, but something felt different. The girl turned around and looked at the old cave she had been hiding in. "Time to move back home. Thank you for keeping me safe" she said. Speaking to a cave may be insane to some people, but when you lived on your own for years and years with no human contact, you did strange things.

Stephen turned around now. He had convinced the flameweaver to join them, surprisingly easily in fact. With the addition of her, his chances began rising, much as he was sure the heat of her flames would do. Before he decided to attempt to speak with any others, though, he decided to check in with his contact on the inside. This meant he had to go back into the city, something he neither liked nor disliked. He rarely liked anything, so this was not shocking in the slightest, but whether he was thrilled by the idea of it or not meant nothing to him; it was essential. His feet began moving almost without him thinking about it, as he began the walk back to the borders of Kikei.​

 

Ethel looked down sadly as Damnation explained. There was probably no use in trying to get him to remember anything. She looked up when she began to hear screaming and her eyes went wide as she saw Damnation killing random civilians. Ethel took a few steps back as she watched the horrific sight, "S... S-Stop...!" She called out quietly, too afraid to actually shout.​

Valinton rolled his eyes at the girl's attempt to scare him again. He already knew she had illusion abilities so why did she continue to do it...? He knelt back down and picked up the plant, "This is what's going to lead me to that boy. This is what I saw right before he ran off... With a young girl." He looked around and began walking through an alleyway, "They're around here somewhere, I know it..."​

 

Stephen had moved very fast, nearly running all the way back to around where he knew the black markets to be at. He had some investigating to do of his own, and he had every intention to do so. Not only for his own interest, but to ensure Caleb's life was in no danger. After all, he still needed him. Taking a few steps towards the entrance, he could plain hear the people around, walking hastily despite it being nightfall. Perhaps one of them would know something, perhaps they could unknowingly help him.

The man began scanning the minds of passers by. They would likely have no idea of what he was doing for multiple reasons. The first was that he gave no visual signs of his practice. A simple glance in their direction was all it took, sometimes not even that, so he appeared as though he were simply searching for something, which in a sense he was. The second was because telepathy was a rare development in the spirox gene, or so he was informed. Many people did not know mind reading existed, unless either they knew of a telepath or was one themself. Continuing to search, he heard many strange things. Family conflicts on peoples' minds, debts needing to be paid to those who had power in the area, and then- ah, there.

A young man, somewhat pale and looked almost draconic, a slightly worried yet angry expression on his face. What was on his mind told him very much about the leader of the group he was interested in, but more precisely it told him what the 'leader' was prepared to do to gain loyalty. Despite the brutality of it, Stephen could not dismiss the thought that he himself may very well use the technique, if he did not have a way to force the truth out of people anyway.

Taking a step over to Valinton, the telepath stopped briefly. For once in his many years of living, he found himself not quite sure what to say. He had a natural gift with words, but how would he coerce the boy to follow him without making it sound suspicious. He mentally sighed. Time was of the essence, if what the mutant was thinking was true, so perhaps it would be best to simply state the truth, or at least what he needed to know. Stepping closer now, he was now within clear view and only a few feet away from the young mutant. "Pardon my intrusion, sir, but you appear to be looking for something. I know a great many things about this place, all you would need to do would be to ask" he stated, attempting to grab Valinton's attention.

 

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Dead was getting ready to yell at Valinton again before she felt as if her own mind was being invaded by something. Not wanting to sit there and have her personal life pushed into, she did her best to create an illusion in her own mind of falsified memories. They mostly pertained to cake and other deserts. Groaning and listening to Valinton talk, she suddenly noticed a man standing next to Valinton. Thus, she quickly took on the illusion of an ordinary person. Of course, doing so allowed her to begin attempting to find out this man's own weaknesses and fears. Smirking, she crossed her arms and placed a finger on her chin. "Interesting." she said, chuckling. A muffled ringtone could be heard. Dead checked her own phone to make sure it wasn't her before she looked at Valinton. "I suppose somebody sent you a message, Valinton? Might want to check it out." she said. "We can take this boy here with us, if he so wishes to do so. I'm sure it won't take too long, hm?" she suggested.


Zylen's grip nearly choked Doku, but fortunately her plan to blind him worked. Coughing and gasping, she held her phone tightly in her hand. She would possibly need it to blind him once again in the near future, but she was hoping that it wouldn't come to that. Standing up and rubbing her neck, she looked at her phone and began to tap out a text message. Looking around, she found the street they were near and wrote it into her message. Looking up again to try and find a notable landmark, she saw Neko had began to attack Zylen. Instead of trying to stay out here in the way of Zylen and Neko, Doku slipped off a bit away to try and not get involved. As soon as she did, she pressed send on her phone. The message was to Valinton and it stated the place they were at and only one other word. 'Help.'

Doku wasn't too sure if he really would want to help, considering everything that had happened in one day, but Doku was far too along for this plan of hers to be abandoned. If she did abandon it, she would probably have to risk not being able to have children at all. That was a thing she just wasn't ready for, considering she is pretty young and she does want children someday. For now, she just had to focus on surviving and making sure the child within her stomach did not get hurt or die. If it did, then her whole plan would fall to pieces and not only would Valinton hate her...but she would hate herself the most. Thinking about the plan brought a pang of sadness to Doku. She knew that the child would die and she knew that the whole experiment may fail as well. If the child born was not a Spirox, then the plan would indeed fail. But at the same time, if it were born a Mutant, she knew Damnation would possibly feel some sort of respect in his own way. That would mean that Spirox and Mutants could reproduce and thus, an easier way for Mutants to be born would happen. That would mean a lot, considering the Humans were already dwindling as it was. They DID live in a small district, close-knit and all.

Shaking her head, Doku stood against the wall and rubbed her neck again. She would definitely have marks for awhile after this, but it was a price to pay. She just hoped that her message went through and Valinton would be on his way.

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Ayako had been walking around the streets, very very lost and confused. She ran her hands through her hair but then suddenly she felt herself being picked off the ground. She couldn't scream as she felt her throat go dry. The chill of the wind ran down her back. She looked up at the creature, who had the wings of a bat. She struggled, trying to kick and fight. "Wh- What are you doing?!" She yelled. "This isn't funny put me down!" She cried. "Ugh I knew I should have stayed home today..." She muttered to herself. She had wanted an adventure, and now she knew she had to be careful what she wished for. "Who are you?!" She demanded. She was certainly in no position to be making demands.​

 

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He clawed out another organ from the human. "I think I'm feeling muuuuuuch better." A loud crunch came out as he snapped the person's femur. He heard something come from Ethel as he snapped it, but it was so loud, he couldn't really catch it.

"You say something?" I asked, movin his head towards her. However, he noticed a very revealing girl holding a sword. She was human that much was clear. "Care to be my next victim girl. I'm sure someone like you won't be missed... well by anyone important."

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Neko landed on the ground without the bat being in between her claws. That was the luckiest shot she had ever seen. She shifted once again, but this time in a leopard. Slowly working her way closer to him, when she was close enough she swiped at him with her claw. A loud growl came from her right after she swiped.

 

Upon entering the home, Chrona started to look around at the place. There were plenty of bookshelves around and seeing as how Xero was already reading one, he decided to look and see if there would be anything of importance or interest. He made his way towards the bookshelf and started looking along the spines of some of the book. Unfortunately nothing in particular caught his eye, so he decided to glance over Xero's shoulder to see what she was reading. "A giant mutant running around?" He said in a quizzical tone.

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"Silence." The beast spoke. While its mouth never moved an inch, the menacing voice seemed to enter directly into the girls mind. "Who I am is of no importance, all you need to know is that this shall be the last night that you see." With once mighty flap of it's wings, Skorge gained altitude. It had nothing to worry about when it came to stealth. Not cause he was a stealthy creature, beside if he was, the rainbow haired girl would make that a bit hard. It was cause no one ever dared to stand between him and his meals. Anyone that did simply joined his meal. To him all humans, spirox user and select mutants were beneath him on the food chain, only fated to be eaten by him.

 

- RENO -
Reno looked at the area Hiro pointed to, it wasn't too far from where they were now, "What will they do to get us in?" He asked.​

Hiro shrugged, "Who knows, we'll just have to convince them to get us in. But they'll think of something, they always think of crazy things." Hiro said. He then walked away and plopped himself on a couch, "Well, I'm going to sleep. We can talk more about this tomorrow." He said as he put his arms behind his head and eventually drifted off to sleep.

Reno shrugged and then turned to Xero and Chrona, "You guys should get some sleep too. You can sleep anywhere, I have extra rooms also." He pointed to a couple doors not too far from them. He then went into a room opposite of them and went to sleep.​

Xero looked over her shoulder to see Chrona looking over at the journal, "It says it mostly runs around in this district and that it can somehow become invisible.." she looked at one of the photos closer, "See the outline of it?" She pointed at one if the pictures of the mutant being invisible. It showed a faint outline of the creature in its invisible state, "I think there's another picture of it... But its the only one where it isn't invisible. However its not a very good one." Xero found the picture, it was fuzzy and dark looking but it was a picture of the giant mutant. Xero then looked over to Reno and nodded, "Okay." She said as she went into one of the rooms and went to sleep.​

Ethel felt her stomach churn and wanted to throw up after seeing what Damnation had done. She then saw his attention turn to someone else, a woman with a sword. Ethel gulped as she slowly took a few steps toward Damnation and tugged at his arm a bit, "I... I t-think that's enough..." Her voice was shaky as she looked at the ground.​

Valinton turned his head to the sound of a voice that belonged to a young man. He growled a bit as he came in contact with more people, "I'm looking for--" he then felt his phone vibrate in his pocket and he checked it. His eyes widened a bit as he saw that it was from Doku saying "Help." Did she get away from Damnation? He quickly slapped his phone shut and turned to the man, "Dammit." Valinton said with a troubled look on his face, "I'm looking for a boy." He gave a picture to the man that had Caleb with his disguise on it.​

 

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"Please! There has to be something I can do!" Ayako told him. Sweat ran down her forehead, but her body felt dead cold. Dead. Probably not the best thing to be thinking of right now. She looked down, seeing the city below her. She nearly gagged at the height. "There has to be something else you want, that doesn't involve eating me! I beg you, show me mercy!"

 

Jim had decided not to go back to Dynami after all. With bow in hand, he had walked most of the way to Kikei. Perhaps it would have been smarter to go in with some allies, or at least prepare a little better, but the longer he waited the longer it was until his family was avenged. He could hear a soft thudding noise around him, as though a huge creature was nearby, but he could in fact see nothing. Stringing his bow and knocking an arrow, Jim began cautiously progressing forward, prepared for almost anything that would come his way.

Stephen was somewhat surprised, although his expression remained neutral. He had not seen that costume personally, but searching through Caleb's memories he had seen moments that the boy had worn the costume, usually moments when he did not want to be discovered. Well, it made sense that he had worn it at the auction, then. It was only logical, after all. "I have seen this boy before. He and I have met many times before, though he is nothing but an acquaintance to me. Come" came the simple command, as Stephen turned simply and began walking towards where he knew Caleb's home to be. While there was the chance Valinton could try to kill him upon seeing him, Stephen would know about it before he even attempted it, so leading him to Caleb wasn't that dangerous for the boy, at least not at that moment. If he could convince Caleb to give himself up, it would be taking a gamble but having somebody on the inside, closest to the leader would likely prove invaluable, and so it was a worthy risk in Stephen's eyes.

 

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Dead chuckled at Valinton's swearing after looking at his phone. "Is something wrong, Valentine~?" she said, giggling as she walked past him and stood beside Stephen. Patting Stephen on the head, she smiled. "I think I'll follow you two around for awhile, don't mind me." she said, running a finger along Stephen's chin. She still had the same illusion towards Stephen that she had put up a bit before. She wasn't too sure if he had noticed her or not, but she wasn't going to let something as interesting as this go before she had a chance to see it to the end. Even if this boy that Stephen knew was an acquaintance of his, she was quite surprised he was as willing to reveal his location and assist Valinton . "What will you do once you find him, Valentine?" she asked, glancing at him. She held her little skull companion in her hand and patted it, rubbing her cheek on it. "Will you...kill him?" she smiled wickedly.


Doku moved the hand with the phone to her stomach and the other to stretch in front of her in an attempt to make him feel as if he had caused her to drop her phone. To make sure it was convincing, she splashed a bit of water on the ground with her foot and said "No! My phone!" as she backed away from him. She backed away from him even more as tears started to fill her eyes. The situation was getting pretty bad and she didn't want to be here any longer. She was scared of Zylen and what he could do, but there are a lot of people she is scared of in this city. They included Damnation, her Lord, somewhat Zylen, and Valinton. Thinking about that, reminded her of the scar on her neck and her sides that she felt a small bit of pain as she attempted to hide behind a garbage can, away from Zylen. She was hoping Valinton was on his way, but at the same time, she hoped that Neko could do something and that she wouldn't get hit as easily. A thought came to her mind and she looked at this garbage can and decided to look inside. There was a syringe, still intact. Removing it from the can carefully, she used a bit of water in a bucket to wash out the remaining drugs inside and began contemplating using it on Zylen with some type of poison she had on her person's.

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