Angelics & Templars Vz Creatures of the Dark: part II

[Letifer Angelus]

[current time: SUN UP!]

Letifer was slowly growing more and more frustrated with the ways that Fate handled things. His annoying brother Dusk, was currently talking to him, and of course Letifer was not listening. He was busy pondering things that actually mattered, sitting outside in the sunlight, on one of the glorious isles. The wind was blowing back in his face, and felt rather mystifying.

Does he ever shut up? Letifer wondered. Here I am trying to meditate and this asshole is sitting here going on about time-travel and how cool it would be to have it. I honestly don't have the patience for this shit.

"You're so fucking boring!! All you do is sit on your ass and meditate!!" Dusk explained in a fury. He was not the more patient of the Angels, nor was he one of the smartest. Letifer believed it had remain to be seen if or not his Dark counterpart brother had a brain.

"Shut it will you!" Letifer growled, getting to his feet. He got into Dusk's face, unafraid by him. "If you're so bored then why don't you do your damned job and go back to the Castle of Plague and pass on more souls to Hell!" He snapped. Dusk picked up his massive warhammer, that had been sitting at his feet. He balanced it on his right shoulder, and huffed angrily.

Dusk was restless, and grew bored talking to Letifer, who was making it plain and obvious that he wasn't paying him no mind. So the Angel of Darkness took off, and headed towards the Pharaoh's Kingdom. He hadn't been there before, and from what he heard the Pharaoh was a real nut. He figured it would give him something to do since Time and Abbaddon weren't exactly handing out quests at the moment. Letifer took off, and headed over to speak with Time and Abbaddon. His wings sliced through the air as he glided from the Temple of the Floating Isles, back to the Tome of the Gods. He was one of those that could never really stay put, almost like his annoying Dark Angel brother who was now openly harassing Abbaddon again. Dusk had followed Letifer, and just couldn't resist pissing him off.

Abbaddon was busy watching his Summoners, one of which was currently near-death. Many of the other Summoners were dead, but the few that had proven to have survived the cruses of Time, thrived on. He really disliked the female Summoner, and started to wonder what the purpose of creating that creature was. She wasn't like the normal hybrids that were like part vampire and werewolf. She was part wolf and part cat, with shadow casting powers that weren't fully developed. He watched as the Phalanx God of the Earth bolted over Oblivion, and towards the Northern Forest. He could not see the future like Time sometimes could, but he had a very strong feeling that the female Summoner was going to do something stupid and get herself killed in the process.

Letifer appeared a few moments later, and Time appeared out from behind the clouds. Both Time and Letifer had a lot to talk about now that Alistair knew what was going on. Letifer knew that he would disagree with it, but he was going to suggest killing Alistair to Time so that the rest of everyone else could thrive on.

"So much for everything going my way." Letifer said with a groan.

[XxredxX]

[ collab with Blue Rage and like a boss! ]

When Melly came into the cell, Red was scared as fuck, right up untill she knew it was him. He had been beat up pretty bad, they all had but she was just relived they where all still living. She almost had a heart attack when he started talking to them,

"MELLY! I THOUGHT YOU WHERE DEAD!" She couldn't help hugging him.

Melly looked down at Red. He was practically towering over her in his new form, and he wasn't used to being so tall. He looked over to see Wrath passed out. All of them looked like Hell and it was a wonder that none of them had died.

I'm so happy you're okay. I was so worried about everyone. Melly thought into her mind. He flicked his tail and then put his large arms around Red to hug her.

Red felt positively tiny hugging the new Melly, but the didn't care. It was nice being hugged by a giant. Mellys new form was much more threatening and dangerous than his other one, and Red loved it. She let go and went over to Wrath, to see if he was ok. She shook him, and poked him a bit to try and wake him, that was the extent of her medical abilities. Little Melly watched Red poke Wrath, and noted that he didn't really seem to move much. More or less just groaned in agony, which was terrible to have to sit there and watch.

I am pretty sure that breaking out this time, Will not be so easy. He thought to the Ancient Demon. Red ceased prodding Wrath, who didn't seem to be enjoying that at all.

Yes....but it is definitely possible, She thought to him. She firmly believed that it was possible to break out, there was always a way.

I am sure there is, but how? Melly looked around. He felt stupid a moment later when he saw just what Red was standing on. Red. Is that a.... trap door? He asked, getting down to all fours to investigate. He ripped the dirt from the earth, and ran his snout down and along this wooden door. A gust of air traveled through his nostrils and he sneezed. I think it is!

Red felt stupid for not noticing that. She opened it up and looked down it. It was pitch black in there, so the summoned some blood red flames, to light the way. There was a long dark tunnel, that sloped downwards steeply.

Grab Wrath, and we'll follow the tunnel out of this wrenched place. She started walking down the slope.

Okay, be careful. Melly said. He grabbed Wrath, through him over his shoulders, and then began to follow her into the darkness....

The tunnel was long, and every step took them further from their captors but closer to the unknown destination that the tunnel lead to. They walked for what seemed like days (but it was really only about 15 minutes, Reds just impatient). When they finally reached the end, they climbed out and found themselves in the underground.

Oh well this is just fan-tucking-fastic. She thought to Melly, figuring he was probably thinking something similar to himself.

Melly looked around. There were TONS of corridors that led in all directions. Any one of them could lead them further into the Underground, and that would be dangerous to them all. Melly carried Wrath on his back, and snorted.

Middle one it is. He grumbled. Lucky for them, this was going to lead them right up into the adove ground, where they would wind up behind the Castle's "courtyard" (or what was left of it) and emerge into the forest just behind it.

The only problem? The amount of Underground creatures that they were about to cross paths with.

Red had only been to the Underground once, and she hadn't enjoyed it. It was full of dangerous creatures but, there was probably nothing that they couldn't handle... she hoped. As they trudged onwards, and encountered nothing hostile, Red became more alert to every sound and less oblivious to every little movement in the shadows. She was just waiting for something to go wrong.....

They walked for a while, so far so good. Thinking that this were going to be easy, they talked back and fourth about random shit to keep their thoughts from the darkness. Thankfully, Red's epic abilities kept the area lit up so that they could see. After taking a turn that would put them outside of the castle (yet still beneath the ground) they ran into trouble.

Fuck my life. Was Melly's response as ten shadow guards showed up. There was no way this was going to be easy. Melly sat Wrath down, wishing that he hadn't been passed out. He was sick and severely injured, and was definitely going to be an easy target for their enemies to attack.

"Get them!" The lead guard said, running towards Red and Melly with a sword. Red knew Melly would be more helpful not worrying about Wrath, she stood by him and guarded him the best she could by fending off guards while Melly went and dealt to the others.

Melly kicked one of the guards with his powerful new legs. He was much faster, and a fuck of a lot stronger too. He picked up another one going for Red, and then threw him into the others. Unsure of their weaknesses, he figured that without heads they wouldn't be of much use. So he tore off their helmets, sunk his jowls into their faces and necks, and tore their fucking heads off.

Red you're fire magic would really be of some use right now! He howled, getting stabbed in the leg. He fell over just as one guard was about to stab him square in the face!

"One blazing inferno of death and destruction coming right up!" Red laughed. She was enjoying herself.

Red cast an epic inferno around them (but avoided Melly), it scared most of the guards that where in range of it away and as they fell back, she let it die down. She stayed alert in case there where more nearby, but it seemed as though the coast was clear for the moment.

Immediately Melly got to his feet and just scooped Red up and set her behind his head on his shoulders. He wasn't used to the strangely feathered wings that he had, so he leaned down, picked up Wrath, who was de-transformed back into his sub-human state, and ran for it. Lucky as can be - they made it through the passage, up a stone stair case, and out into the open forest. Melly looked back, and could see the Castle of Oblivion in the distance. He kept running with them both, until he was several miles into the Northern Forest. When he thought that it was safe, he set them down in the grass, and set up camp. They weren't going back to the castle of a while...

[Brannyboy]

[ epic collab idea w/ Ziek who thought of it ]

Cascade opened his mouth at the mysterious stanger, and shot out high-hundreds of needle sized icicles at the man, each needle penetrated him and exited out the back, sending him farther than the man had jumped.

The mysterious stranger came flying at FlameBlast, who retaliated by launching out dozens of tennis ball sized fireballs, burning the guy in mid air whilst he flew past him. A few of the icicles from Cascade hit Flame in his chest, smashing against him as they melted. The fiery Lycan stared at his Polar opposite, walking out of the alleyway to reveal himself.

Cascade watched as the man burst into flames, and started laughing as the man turned to ash. Cascade quickly turned to see FlameBlast approaching him like hes the mother fuckin boss,

"So you're the reason that man is nothing now, I should have guessed." Cascade stood on his hind legs and let the fiery blaze continue getting closer. As they stood a few feet apart, the flames melted parts of Cascade which in return created water to slightly put out FlameBlast's flames and create billows of smoke choking nearby onlookers. "So what brings the 'Flamer' here?" Cascade asked as he smirked a little.

FlameBlast growled as his flames became smoke, drifting off with the breeze.

"The 'Flamer' came to see how his friend the the SnowMan was doing." He spoke, gently swayin his tail from side to side in anger. He stared at Cascade for a moment, before drawing his attention to Blaze who stood silently in the conversation. "But obviously, you're busy killing people like your the boss." Flame said, turning back to his polar opposite. "But I suppose you do have some skills, I'll give you that. We should do that more often. Just to keep our glorious friendship going." Flame grinned, accidentally swaying his tail into what seemed to be some sort of mouse trap. He howled as he pulled it out, setting the end of his tail on fire. Growling, he looked back to Cascade.

"Well if you want we can score big on this condor sized bird that a Master Assassin has. One of my loyal subjects followed the bird to where it lives, also there is a big price on the Master Assassin's head. He lives in the Southern Kingdom of The Dragons, he's married and has a daughter, and a son. So what do you think about this big payday we're about to get, you in or you out?" Cascade wondered aloud, as the ice kept on forming and melting off.

FlameBlast looked at Cascade Curiously. "Hm. Sounds like a good profit, even if its split between us. Okay. I'm in. But no funny business, ok?" Flame Replied. A Master Assassin wasn't going to be easy alone, and if it meant alot of money the he was certainly in for it. The flames he produced from his tail kept smoking away. It was then when he remembered Blaze. He looked at him cautiously. "And you're still here because?" He spoke, giving the evils.

"Okay, no funny business." Cascade replied. The Ice Lycan reached behind him and grabed Blaze by the throat, "Oh is this yours?" He tossed Blaze like he was a rag doll back to Flameblast. "He was about to say some thing but then we got attacked. We can take care of whatever first and then the prize is ours." Cascade said as he went back to all fours.

Blaze didn't see Cascade's paws grabbing his throat, and was caught completly by suprise as he was tossed like a doll to FlameBlast.

"The Fuck? Ah, I'll be back for you Flame." He said, getting up and taking a few steps before taking on his Hybrid Dragon Form. He flapped his great wings and flew off into the distance.

"Woah. He never told me that. Anyways. Where do we start?" Flame asked, turning his attention back to Cascade.

[Talonkid13]

COLLAB OF AWESOME WITH RAGE
Deep in the Northern forest, some hundred miles beneath the Floating Isles, Cynder and Serenade (the God of the Earth), sat. Cynder was bleeding out still, and for the moment, had no intention of trying to get better. She felt like the lowest thing on earth after what Anpuu did to her, but the thing that made her feel the worst was how Melvin had treated her. All those years of searching for him... and he didn't even care. And to top it off, everything that she thought she knew of him - was complete and utter bullshit. Sure he was with Ra in the Temple and all that... the entire story was true. But the part where they were together... just wasn't. It was almost impossible to think that Melvin would stoop that low as to use another shadow creature to take care of her - but then again, it was fucking Melvin.

Cynder rolled onto her side and coughed really hard. Serenade had done his best to slow her bleeding, but since the Sinner had polluted her body with his shadows when he sunk his nasty claws into her stomach, it was almost impossible for the God to get rid of it. That, and this particular Summon was one of the weaker Gods. So that honestly wasn't much help either. Serenade watched her toss and turn in pure fucking agony. The - out of nowhere... Serenade detected something flying out over the distance...

Kallen had been watching from a distance when he left Talon. It hadn't taken all that long for that fight to end and Kallen saw that outcome on it's way. When Cynder flew off Kallen happened to know that there was no way she could survive without help. Serenade would help but that god was no match for the shadow magics Melvin had. Kallen flew in a wide girth around Oblivion to avoid detection then flew off in the direction Serenade had taken Cynder. He hoped he wasn't too late. Osiris and Kallen were aproaching fast but they were still jsut barely able to make out the area where Cynder and Serenade were. Kallen reached out his mind and chose his words carefully filling the area with his thoughts.
"You look like you could use some help there." Was all Kallen could manage. He didn't want to set Cynder off or cause alarm. Cynder needed help and that was major if she didn't accept help she was doomed for sure. Osiris flew in closer and Kallen dropped down nearby and waited.

Serenade noted the presence of the other God and really didn't have much to say about it. They hadn't spoken in ages, and didn't exactly get along.

Cynder looked up and choked for a moment. Her eyes blazed a fire red with the hell she was going through but she somehow managed to speak.

"W-Who are you?" She asked.

Kallen knew that she wouldn't know him. They'd met before. Long Long Long ago but there wasn't much talk between summoners seeing as they usually hated eachother. Kallen walked slightly closer and tilted his head.
"I'm unsurprised you don't remember me. I'm Kallen Andrews the 9th summoner." He gave a small bow and moved forward towards Cynder and kneeled so he could look at her wounds.
"You really took a hard hit didn't you?" Kallen spoke as he began to mutter in the ancient language of the summoners. He focused on shifting his powers first. Making them non-toxic to other summoners. He quickly finished his spell and the energy flowed to Cynder. The energy Melvin polluted her with would slip away quickly and her physical wounds would heal slightly faster. He gave no explanation just did what he was doing.

"Yes I did. But I am fine now... thank you." Cynder said solemnly.

(to possibly be continued)

[Brannyboy]

Blaze flew off from FlameBlast and Cascade, leaving them the dust in which his wings whipped up as he took off. He wasn't happy that Flame would just dump him like that, even after the deal. But Blaze should of seen that coming; it was FlameBlast after all. However, that wasn't the only thing Blaze should of seen coming, for as he flew through the Illegal Underground he crashed right into a Hunter's net. In his frustration, he got himself completly tangled up. And to make matters even worst, they were Hunter's for Flame aswell.

Blaze attempted to struggle out of the net, but it seemed to have something enlined inside it. No matter what he tried, fire, teeth, claws or tail. He was stuck and it was his own fault. A couple of Black Knight Captain's surrounded him, jabbing their weapons in his body. "Aghr! What the fuck. Piss off would you? The lot of ya! I just can't be fucking assed with Dicks right now! For Fuck Sake!" He roared, each jab making him change his use of words.

"Keep him down and shove the restless thing in the cage! This might just be the promotion from Flame we were looking for guys! Haha!" One of the Black Knight Captains shouted to the others, commanding them to his orders. And the last thing Blaze saw was another Captain, equipped with one oversized sledgehammer, smack him full pelt accross the face. And Blackness...yet again.


But the darkness didn't stay for long. It was repelled by a familiar light, the one of a candle. And just like his previous dream, it became an image. This one however was much more darkening than the others. It was a WereWolf, one Blaze knew very well, for it was Blaze. And he watched himself as this Blaze slaughtered and murdered in a town, killing women, men and children alike. And Blaze remembered this quite clearly, for it was 1000 years ago when he murdered those in the Castle of Truth. ((Reference in Angelics 1 if anyone read those posts.)) But this time the memory seemed to have...altered itself. For in the background was a Black Dragon, watching, smiling. But it wasn't smiling at the Blaze in the memory, but at the Blaze who was dreaming in the cage of the Hunters ((If you know what I mean.)). And then the darkness engulfed the image, and Blaze awoke from his unconciousness.

The cage he was held in wasn't the most pleasant of them all. It was failry huge, maybe to stop Blaze if he tried to use his Hybrid form. Blaze pushed his paws against the cold metal floor, gradually getting up. His cage was in a room, full of many others. Most of the creatures in there were alseep. The captured lycan glared around the room, looking for a way out, but it seemed his only option was to wait. maybe if he was bought, he could kill his buyer and run off. And so Blaze sat down, and waited...



Klovern eventually made it to Bune's Lands. It was a much more appretiated part of the Dragon lands, but Klovern didn't like as much as the others did. he came here simply for answers, and answers he was desperate to get. He landed near the castle, stopped by some other dragons. "Sto-" One of the Dragons went to say, but Klovern didn't have much time for talking. he simply grabbed him by the throat and slammed him head first into the rough ground. before the others could react, Klovern grabbed one and pinned him to the floor. He then bit into his neck until the poor thing stopped wriggling. He whipped around to the last, one who simply flew off to the castle. Klovern looked down at the two dead corpses. He thought for a moment about pissing on them for fun, but decided that he would go back to his dis-respectful self after he had done what he came to do. Looking up at the castle ahead, he took flight and headed towards it. "There will be one person in that place who can tell me."


Meanwhile...Tiras was wondering through some random place in the lands. he was thirsty. Usually, he would be given water, but his natural wolf instincts always craved for blood. And now that he was free, he could do as he pleased.

Soon, he picked up the scent of a human, maybe more. This would be Tiras' first hunt, which certainly put him in an uplifting mood. Rushing towards the scent, he made it to what seemed to be a small village; Lots of flesh, meat and blood walking around. "This is it then." He said, licking his lips as he dived on a passerby, ripping at his flesh and sinking his fangs deep into his neck. It felt so good. He needed more, lots more...

Eventually, Tiras had killed and eaten everyone in the village. The kids, the women, the men. But he just couldn't control himself. Being to young in sense, he craved for more. And he would most certainly kill for it...

[Blue Rage]

[ The History of the 13 Summoners, and Summoner Zero ]
(Summoner Zero ~ yet to be revealed)

In the Ancient Past, summons were used to ward off spirits, demons, and other Gods. Much could be said about them, but the one thing that rang true, was that these Summoners who called upon these great forces, were generally powerful allies to the many Great Kings of the Past. Most of them found their summons with ease, as they had kept most of their memories. It was hard for them to do so because the majority of them were older than 10,000 years, but if they had it was a symbol of power. The summons that were brought out were said to have been the most powerful beings to have ever existed, though they came with weaknesses unlike any other. To kill an Ancient Summoner, was to either steal it's summon, or make sure that the summon were killed without it. Only the greatest of Summoners and Sorcerers could remove a summon and transfer it to another body. But for good measure, when they were created, a summon could only be matched with one of the Summoners that Abbaddon had created.

Abbaddon created these creatures by taking humans (when they first started), bringing them into the Ancient Past, and tearing out their souls. They were then captured and given a new soul - the soul of a Summoner. This could not have been done without the help of his twin Dragon brother Time, who was able to move within the Past, Present and Future. And at the "time" (ironically), Abbaddon was still working under Truth, and followed his brother into the Present to steal some newborn creatures and turn them into hybrids, demons, lycans, and vampires. When that was done, and their immortality (means they can live forever with the right things to sustain their life - and if they aren't killed by a stronger force) was given, they were then cursed with the soul of a Summoner. Though some were stronger than others, their knowledge and their Summon gave them the most power. And it was based on the summon that was received if or not they'd be a threat to each other, and/or the world around them.

Abbaddon was never supposed to have created those summoners. They were too powerful, and the Gods were tied down and forced to serve them. In Time's mind that was disgraceful, but some of the Greater Powers (such as Truth and Diabound) enjoyed the use of it later on. Just before Abbaddon got banished (he definitely saw that coming with Truth heading into their area to "rectify" any "wrongs"), Abbaddon did one last stupid thing. And that was created Summoner Zero. Zero was unlike any summoner, and if the other 13 were destroyed, this one would survive, and eventually bring the dead ones back to life. Abbaddon knew that Time was thinking of destroying the Summoners - especially since the strongest of them happened to be the most ruthless asshat known to the Gods - Melvin the Sinner. Time started considering it a lot more, when that God-Killing Dick, Anpuu (Soul-stealing extraordinaire) stole the soul of the First Summoner. It was a bullshit move too because that summoner was literally the weakest, yet is possessed the Great Diabound who was just as strong as Ra and Truth. Abbaddon knew that the Sinner had fucked up in summoning the God Anubis (the Sinner was a greedy asshole obsessed with summons and wanted them all, unknowing that it was impossible to sustain more than one at the time), and that Anpuu was created. He knew that the First would be an easy target so he "made sure" that the First would show up to Melvin, so that Anpuu could become the real First and have more power.

Time grew tired of his brother's arrogance, ignorance, and stupidity. He told Truth everything and then Abbaddon was laid to rest for some 50,000 years. When one of the Summoners flew by later, it had attracted his awakening. The Summoners before that had also started to awaken him, along with the many wars. Kallen was the push that he needed, for reasons unknown.

Summoner Zero never got to meet her Summon. In fact, she had no idea she even was a summoner, nor what one was entitled to. She lived with her family deep within hidden regions as a youth, then they abandoned her later still. She moved from place to place, and found her way nearest the Kingdom of Truth where she met a Templar that changed her life forever. No longer living as a feral creature, this particular Summoner became a very powerful force in the world - simply by speaking and fighting for what she believed in.

(Valefor ~ Light Manipulator God, God of Resurrection)

Valefor searched for his Summoner for years. The Wyvern God had the gift to restore life to the fallen Summoners, and make it so that they could live on again. Unfortunately this "pet God" (a nickname from the Higher Gods when referring to a weak God), did not have all of the power and force in the world to defend itself, should someone attempt to destroy it. Knowing this, the God took to hiding among other Wyverns, and keeping it's ability a secret. While doing all of this moving and constant hiding, the God followed some of the other Summoners without being noticed. Such a lower being of power on the God Scale, the other Summons didn't feel threatened, and if they had - Valefor fled immediately. Valefor was Abbaddon's back up plan. A last minute curse laid upon the creature that was closest to him. He hoped that before his sleep he could find a way to connect Valefor to Summoner Zero, but it would take too much time. So using some of the shadow magic used to create the Sinner, he smeared it atop Valefor's beak and told him to follow that energy until he found the Sinner. Abbaddon knew that the Sinner was an asshole and would eventually attract the other Summoners' attention so in hindsight His plan was flawless.

With the other Summoners in region, Summoner Zero would somehow find herself a midst it all. And she had. Valefor was unique in that he has "light" energy infused with his body, and it was again part of Abbaddon's plan. If Time and Truth believed this were a creature of purity and "good" (or "light") then they would judge it, but not destroy it. He also (with the curse) enhanced Valefor's normal abilities and then left it at that. If the God were to be attacked and need to defend itself with no other choice - it was said to fire a stream of that "light" energy at the other creature. If it happened to be a shadow creature, it was destroyed. But - to ensure that Valefor wouldn't destroy the Sinner or his other Dark Summoners - he gave Valefor the power of Resurrection to bring back the Summoners, and not destroy them. The light energy would simply heal them, of nullify if used with the intent of their destruction...

(Present day - late evening hours)
Valefor flew over the Kingdom of the Dragons. Since he was also a kind of dragon, he was able to blend in without getting caught. Unsure of what his Summoner looked like, he watched over the city hoping to get some answers. But so far, he got nothing. He circled around, flying low over the village and towards the castle. He turned back, enjoying the amazing breeze, then flapped his strange wings for a little more height. He knew that the time would come. Summoner Zero would eventually be found - it was destiny and he could feel it. Patiently he waited, just flying around, until something put the plans in motion that Abbaddon had set out to do so many eons ago...

[King Melvin]

Melvin the Sinner, the Non-Giver of 666 Fucks, was actually DOING something "good" for a change. Since Blue had been badly injured, both he, and the God-Killing-Asshat Anpuu, had stopped fighting. Anpuu felt indifferent on the situation, but it was the mother of his child, so he didn't try tail-fucking Melvin just yet. Instead, shockingly, he sat atop the Castle of Death with Elite Vanguard, leader of the shadow fucks. Every now and then he would come and check on the situation, just in case Judgement needed to be made. Of course, Blue was strong enough to survive, so thankfully, he didn't have to proceed. Melvin did not like the fact that Anpuu was around, but shockingly he liked Cynder's intrusion even less. He decided not to think on the matter, and just carried on with what he was doing.

Blue was a damaged, pathetic bloody wreck that couldn't even get up to take care of herself. She was literally at the mercy of whomever controlled this situation, and that bothered her far worse than any injury. She was lucky however, that Melvin (the original one) was present at this time as well. The Sinner put off sitting in his Throne of Death to care for his wife, whom he actually gave a proper 666 fucks about. Though he did not show it outside of their room, he showed it enough where she continued to love him back. This proved useful to him in many ways, but he tried to think of it as more than that. Which was hard since he was Mister Evil that didn't give 666 FUCKS about anyone of then himself for the better part of 99,997 years. Or something like that.

"Melvin, was what she said true? That Cynder summoner?" Blue asked, weakly sitting up in their soft bed.

"Don't you play no mind to that harlot, I haven't a care in the world for her." The Sinner replied. He retracted his tail into his body, and then allowed the shadows burning from him, to stop so that she could see the other Melvin. He knew that she needed him, so he didn't bother fucking with her for the moment. "I love only you Blue. That is certain now and forever." The other Melvin said.

"Did you love her in the past?" Blue asked, almost afraid to know the truth.

"Hah, if you think that you are worthy of nothing." The Sinner said crossing their arms. "I didn't know what love was, and we honestly never did anything because I was too afraid." Melvin said. "I had so many terrible things happen to me throughout my life, that I was afraid to get close to anyone at all. She pressed the issue of us being together and though I kept her around I couldn't see her as anything more than a servant girl." He said. The Sinner laughed and scratched his head which was connected to that sinister-looking Crown of his. "That bitch was USELESS! Haha! Her summon Serenade was nothing but a 'pet' to us all!"

"My Sinner you shame a God even? Are there no Evils in the world that you will not do?" She asked with a sigh. Melvin's eyes flashed a bright blue as he placed his head on her shoulder.

"One must not be afraid to use the full extent of their powers." He said flatly. Melvin wrapped his arms around his blue hybrid, and kissed the side of her face, suddenly thinking of something else. "Melly is free my love, he and Wrath have escaped with the demon." Blue felt horrible for her kids being forced into the Royal Punishments, but she did believe (ever since Lance) that loyalty to one's King, was of utmost importance. "Yeah that little rotten bastard acquired his 'natural' state (form) too." The Sinner added. "Strange-lookin' thing too. His shadow accursed form is much better. Though it seems like because he's in reverse with his forms, that the hybrid form is strangely stronger than the shadow form. It's supposed to be the other way around." He growled.

"Melvin I am sorry for what my kin have done. They are aware that they have shamed Oblivion and that is why they are running. But please, they are boys - young and arrogant, please heed them and do not harm them so. This day in age it only makes them hate you more." Blue said, her ears and wings weakly spread in opposing directions. She curled her tail around her body and looked down at it. Her tail, like the rest of her, was wrapped in tons of bandages with a mess of stitches and wounds. Blue closed her eyes in pain and hoped that her suffering would end soon. A hybrid was not meant to be a weakling, and she felt like one right now. Plus she was the Queen, and an injured Queen would surely not look good to the rest of her Kingdom. She felt Melvin place his hand on her tail and opened her eyes.

"Blue you need rest. I will deal with those kids when the time comes, and I will be nicer I promise. But you have to get better first." He said, helping her to lay down. He covered her with the blankets, kissed her on the forehead, and then the Sinner reappeared. "Get better. I need you in perfect condition. I may have pissed some people off by capturing a King, an Ancient, and well - your damned kids. I need to also locate Luxion -"

"Luxion is with Vice my Sinner. The Great Ra answered my prayers one night." Blue said softly. She also said it carefully. Luxion was Melvin's adopted son for years, and probably the reason that Luxion grew up kind of acting like him. But his (Luxion's) will to find his real father again out-weighed his desires to be in Oblivion for the time being. Blue trusted him, but she was still very worried. She didn't want anything to happen to him, or Vice, who still had yet to prove he truly existed again.

"Very well. Regardless, you best get better. I will not have this city plaguing me with problems that you are here to deal with." The Sinner returned to his full-powered form. His words may have sounded cruel, but Blue knew him well enough to know that he actually cared. Through his harsh words, he was really saying what Melvin said a moment later. "I love you Blue, get better, the Kingdom needs her Queen."

With that Melvin and Melvin the Sinner left the room, closing the door and then proceeding to the Throne Room. As he walked down the halls he started his sight-sharing, though it proved more difficult (and more of a nuisance) walking, versus sitting on your ass. He found his way back to the Throne of Death, not caring that Anpuu was still alive and atop the roof of the Castle. Watching everything that Shadow Ra was watching, the Sinner relapsed into his normal frozen state of just sitting there. The Mighty Phoenix God was now circling the city again - doing what it did best. Protecting Oblivion.

[Talonkid13]

[ collab of badassness w/ rage ]

Cynder got to her feet so shook herself free of the blood and grass that she'd been laying in. She took a deep breath and got to her feet.

"Yeah I don't remember many of you guys other than Melvin and he acts like he hates me so fuck it." She said. "I am Cynder, 3rd Summoner. You're number is higher than mine, that makes you stronger." She said, coughing up some blood. She pat it out on the ground and looked at the Phalanx God behind her. Gesturing with her thumb she pointed to him. "That's Serenade. God of the Earth, wind powers, whatever. Loyal companion." She tried to catch her breath, and felt really dizzy. "What brings you here anyways? You know them others with Mel?" She huffed, trying not to pass out.

Osiris. Long time no see. Serenade thought to the other God flying overhead.

Kallen stood up as Cynder began to speak and listened making sure not to miss anything. He nodded when she mention the number.

"I was watching. I knew Melvin would do something soon enough and when you showed up I had to stop and be sure nobody died. And I do happen to know the others. There was Anpuu the Jackal God-Killer that raped you. Blue the queen you fought with and Melvin the son of a bitch himself. Oh and Vanguard, the shadow guard leader." As he finished speaking he looked around. They were in a fairly small clearing with light filtering in through the trees. Serenade barely fit in the clearing with them but it wasn't exactly cramped. Not a horrible place. Kallen brought his attention back to Cynder and spoke once more. "What were you doing anyhow? Blue wouldn't usually fight anyone without reason."

Osiris looked down at Serenade and replied.
Long is an understatement Serenade it has been thousands of years since we saw each other.

"Well... today just hasn't been the greatest day for me. Honestly, I think dying might have just been much easier. I have been searching for Melvin forever..." She drifted off into her mind and thought about the past. There were definitely times where she was confused by him. She wished she knew why - well, she did now. She wanted revenge. She wanted to kill Blue - to get back at Melvin.

Thousands indeed. Serenade said, sitting on the ground below. He wasn't much for flying, though he had beautiful wings to do so with.

Kallen looked at Cynder with slight concern. He didn't want an enemy but from what he had seen if He wanted to stay friends with Blue he was going to have trouble with Cynder. Little could be done about it but for now there was no reason for worry. He thought about all that had been going on lately. This was not a good time for Cynder to be reunited with Melvin. Forgetting these things for the time being he looked at what was left of her wound.

"You might want to sit back down. I really only healed your energy your wounds may need a different method of healing."

If an enormous bird could nod then Osiris did. He looked down upon his fellow god. Osiris was unsure what to do or say so Osiris stayed in the air and circled as the summoners talked.

Serenade looked over and Cynder who was having issues standing up. Immediately he put his massive, and very soft paw out, so that she could lean on him. She was still dripping with blood, but it was not half as bad, and thankfully, her internal injuries had healed closed. Cynder limped over to the other God, and slowly pulled herself onto his back. He stood up on all fours as she sat atop his huge head. The God laid down, so that Cynder could speak to Kallen. She was laying flat on her stomach now, trying to breathe through her words.

"My wounds will heal eventually. Tell me - what does a Summoner as powerful as yourself, and with a God like that, do in his spare time if not always rescuing and healing a stranger?" She asked curiously.

Kallen took the question with some thought. He had not really thought of such things. After a moment he came to an answer.

"I watch. I watch and Await the world's need of me. I try to keep balance and keep as much peace as possible. I do what I can for who I can and have but one goal. A bright future." After another moment he added. "Quite a mouthful that is, didn't expect that to be that long." He hadn't had a real purpose for what he did for an abnormally long time. Then again he had been asleep for a thousand years so it was very much in lack of time to find a purpose. He had not a clue of what he really was going to do now that he was back...

"I see. Well then, it is indeed a pleasure to get to know others like ourselves." She said with a cough.

Osiris, where are you and your Summoner living now? Seems this entire place is hostile. Serenade said.

"Oh come now Serenade, we're not leaving. We have some people to get rid of." Cynder growled.

Cynder, choose your path carefully, you might not be happy with what you seek.

"Oh I am, that bitch is going to get it." She hissed, revealing her small fangs.

Osiris looked to Serenade and spoke with a solemn voice.
My summoner has places to stay.

Kallen looked to Cynder. That's what he worried about. She was going to hold a grudge. This wasn't going to be a good way for this all to go.

"Cynder. You shouldn't aim for revenge on someone for something they can't control. Blue is a good soul if you want revenge to be aimed at someone aim it at Melvin. He is the one deserving of it."
He needed her anger to avert to something other than Blue - and Melvin was certainly an easy person to avert anger to. He sure hoped it worked.

"Oh I intend to. He will fucking pay!" Cynder growled in fury.

The Sinner will not be so nice next time... Serenade said, speaking carefully. It was rather strange of a God to do, which proved even more than he was in fact more of a "pet" than a God.

Kallen breathed a slight sigh of relief but felt that this wasn't done yet. There would be more to come. So trying to divert the subject Kallen spoke again.

"Do you need a place to stay well you heal? I'd be glad to offer some shelter." Kallen was still slightly worried about what could become of Blue if Cynder got what she wanted but he tried not to think of that.

"Um... I don't really know you... but then again I thought that I knew Mel too... so fuck it. Why the hell not." She sighed. "Serenade, you okay with that?" She asked, not really caring because she knew he'd agree.

Yes. Together we have strength in numbers whereas alone we do not. Let us follow you Kallen. The God of Defense said, rising from the earth. He fanned his wings out and prepared to take off.

Kallen floated calmly up to Osiris. He smiled. He had to decide where to go but he had averted angering another Summoner. So all in all he'd done well.
Follow close there are things in this end of the world that would enjoy attacking a weakend anything. Kallen thought to Cynder and Serenade. He then chose his direction and aimed off towards the mountains seperating Oblivion and Egypt. There was one home he still had that could be useful. Especially seeing as there was two of them and summons in tow they would need some breathing room...

[SpyroTheDragon]

Bune had just made it back to his castle when he heared a dragon land behind him, he turned around to see Karash, his general... He looked rather worried... "Karash? Whats up?" Karash took a moment to catch his breath before he responed. "Oh not much... Just theres a massive fucking dragon attacking us... Killed two of our soldiers like nothing!" Bune looked to see the large dragon heading his way... "Great... It would be while I can't change..."

Karash looked at Bune with concern "You can't? But what if he wants to fight?" Bune sighed... "Ready our defences... I want us ready to blow that dragon out of they sky without a moments notice... If he wants to start something... Then I won't go down without a fight... But I truly hope it doesn't come to that..." 'Blow' him out the sky was right... For long ago Bune had been shown how to make the Ballistaflak weapons the angel Ramsey had pretect his camp with... And they were powerful enough to blast through any armour... Natural or otherwise... And of course Bune modified them...

(The Ballistaflak 88 like a boss!!)

With some shouted orders from Karash the cities defences were roused into life... Ballistaflak weapons, alongside humans with bows, and smaller ballistae... The ballistaflaks that Bune used were also known as ballistaflak 88's as they were truly huge weapons, and fired 8.8ft explosive tipped bolts, enough to put fear in even the largest of dragons, due to there size these weapons could only be crewed by dragons... Once all the defences were ready (which took only a few minutes due to the strict training regime Karash enforced,) everyone watched and waited to see just what this dragons intentions were... Though if it attacked it would surely die, or at least be brought to the ground criticly wounded...

[Blue Rage]

[What Horse-things & Griffons are Really DOING... w/ the Dragon]

Angelbane looked at Alistair and laughed a little... Well it was technicly a laugh... But demon horse thing and all that...

"Of course you wouldn't recognise me... I am very different from the last time you saw me..." Angelbane walked forward and ripped another chunk from the buck... "I am Angelbane... You knew me as M'kachens demon steed... And that horse that beat on all your castle guards... I also looked more like this." Angelbane then shifted forms and once more looked like his old self.

Alistair stood there - stunned.

"I really must have cracked my fucking skull on something." He muttered. "Last time I checked horses couldn't talk."

"Last time I checked griffons didn't hump humans." Orion thought. Only Angelbane heard that one. He ground his paws into the dirt then rubbed his face up against Alistiar's chest. "Oh yeah you like it don't you?" He thought on purpose to Angelbane.

"Take it easy Orion, I remember you too." Alistair said, not getting the idea that Orion was making plainly obvious.

Angelbane shifted back to his demon/dragon/pegasus/unicorn self...

"Well i'm not just a horse am I?" He then cocked his head in thought at what Orion was doing... "And last time I checked Angels didn't love Griffons... But it's a new world eh?" Angelbane, not knowing that Orion was putting it all on just for him, meant that as a genuine observation, but whether Alistair would get his meaning...

"Wait what?" Alistair backed up. "Orion what are you doing?" He asked suspiciously.

"Nothing dumbass just fuckin' with ya." Was what the griffon said - however it came out as a loud shriek to Alistair, making him cover his ears.

Angelbane still had his head cocked... Not quite sure if Orion was messing with him before... Or if he was messing with him now...

"I think Orion here might see you as more than a faithful companion... Hahahahah!!"

Angelbane ripped another chunk of meat. "Or perhaps he's trying to make me jealous? Heheh..."

Orion snorted, laughing again. Obviously Alistair didn't know what the griffon was doing, plus he was out of it and overly tired so that didn't help either. He sat down and stretched out his massive shimmering white wings. He remembered Atem talking about him having blood-dipped wings and he sort of liked that idea. But there was no changing that now, he was an Angel.

Orion slapped Angelbane with his tail and then laid down, yawning.

"Angelbane there is no way that I would sit here wasting my time making someone jealous. Besides, everyone can visually see who has the bigger balls here, and it's not you." He laughed (screeched).

Angelbane laughed. "Well someones getting defensive... hahahah!! That's quite the response from the little offhand comment I made... You sure your not trying to make me jealous? Loving up to Alistair... Telling me about your balls... I'm getting vibes here..." Angelbane took the last bits of the buck and lay on the ground... "Alistair I think your griffon is coming on to me... hahah!"

"What in the Nine Levels of Hell is wrong with you creatures?" Alistair asked, shaking his head. He arrogantly ran his fingers through his soft hair and then turned and walked back into the hutch. The infamous blue viles were in the cabinets. All he had to do was look...

"Asshole!" Orion snorted, head-butting the horse. "I should sit on you but I'd be too afraid you might enjoy it! Haha!"

Angelbane twisted his head to the side a bit so Orion didn't impale himself on his horn...

"Look... Orion... If you want one of my spikes inside you you just gotta ask ok? Hahahahahahah!!!!" Angelbane was loving every moment of this... Of course Angelbane had no real affection towards Orion... But that wouldn't stop him...

Orion decided to be a really big dick - since he had one and all. He got to his feet, walked over to Angelbane and stood over him. When he was absolutely sure that Angelbane was frozen in confusion, he proceeded to rub himself up against the horse thing to show it who's boss.

"I think you'll be the one getting speared. Keep your horn to yourself. Oh and another thing... You love this." The griffon made some really fucked up noises...

Angelbane at first was confused as to just whar Orion was planning... But then he just started laughing...

"Whichever way you want it Orion... You sure Alistair wont mind? Hahah!!!" Angelbane then for the first time genuinely wondered if the griffon intended to fuck him right there... And decided he still didn't much care... He was one messed up creature and he knew it...

Orion was... a griffon... so what happened next was totallyyyyy acceptable in the animal kingdom... The griffon definitely fucked the shit out of the horse-thing and just in time for the -

"GOOD GODS IN HEAVEN WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO THAT HORSE?!?!" Alistair walked out at the wrong moment. Two seconds later he was purposely slamming his face into the front door to Melvin's old hutch, desperate to remove such vile images.

"He's the jealous one!! HAHA!!" Orion said, still railing the house.

Angelbane just laughed... It wasn't every day you got railed by a griffon, so he enjoyed it while it lasted...

"Oh come now Alistair, sure you don't want in on this? HAHAHAH!!!" Angelbane made sure Alistair heard this next bit... "Orion! You may be a bit of an ass... But you sure know how to make this... Whatever I am feel gooood!!! Hahahahah!!!"

Alistair was so confused, and probably scarred for life. If the Heavens forgave him for the things that his eyes had just witnessed, he would be truly amazed.

This day couldn't get any worse. He thought, going back into the house and locking himself inside.

"Damn, that sucks!! I was enjoying it more with him watching!!" The griffon backed up off of the horse-thing and got an idea. Slowly but surely, he got to his hind legs... and started fucking the side of the house. What the fuck was wrong with these creatures?!

Angelbane was still laughing as Orion started railing the house Alistair was hiding in...

"What? Am I not good enough? Hahahahah!!!" Angelbane walked over to the door and simply kicked it open... "You can come out now Alistair... He's just doing your home instead of me! Hahahah!!"

Alistair backed into a corner. These animals were going mad! He cowered in a corner and used his wings to cover himself protectively. He was starting to wonder what the fuck he did to deserve this. Then he heard a loud THUD - but after the door had already been broken down. After that he heard a screech from the horse and then some strange cry from the giffon.

Apparently Orion fell - right into Angelbane again.