Darksiders Run-Off [Private] IC

[lantgreen]

War had finished is raging rampage through Heaven and Hell, and has defeated the Destroyer and its many forms. He left with a warning, Uriel had said that the Hellguard would come after him, Straga would unleash his armies and the Council would never approve. He was alone in this battle, no more help from Demons and Angels, and all dept's have been repaid, what was left were his brothers and sister. He was meeting them in Manhattan, a large city to the third kingdom, but rather small to the supernatural. The human population is scarce in the city so it was a safe place they could meet, but once Humanity has reclaimed it, they would need a new home.

War rode on his horse, Ruin, to the center of Manhattan, he dismounted and stood in the streets waiting for his brothers and sister's return. He looked up at the sky to see three colored meteors coming down on his location, when they landed he stabbed the Chaos Eater into the ground and stood before it. He waited for all of them to recover from the landing before speaking, "Brothers and sister, thank you for answering my calling, I have summoned us here with a warning," he looked around and made sure that there were no demon spawning stalks and Hellguard scouts around, "The Charred Council is corrupt and Uriel is leading the Hellguard on its attack on me, Straga is in rage and is hunting me as well, I ask of you now more than ever, help me destroy what we once called home, what we once called Heaven and Hell, help me save the Third Kingdom."

[Storyboy]

(On my phone I apologize in advance for errors)

Strife kicked over a stone gargoyal and stood in its place kneeling on its pedestal. He called to his brother down below. "I am here brother." Then he listened quietly. The city was beginning to look like it once had in a previous generation. Now there were marks left by the war but people had begun to grow in numbers once more. A plan was already starting to take root in his mind. He was never one to follow orders and man kind was a bit rebelious its self in nature. They may be inferior in strength compared to the forces of heaven and hell but their numbers spread like a plague and with proper guidance they could grow to be a force to be reckoned with.
But Strife remained silent and kept his thoughts to himself. He watched and listened as the others arrived.

[Platinum cobra]

Death dropped down slamming hard into the ground, he stabs his scythe into the ground. "Why have you called us brother." He asks as his brother tells his story he slowly starts to understand and it was making him angry, he kept his straight face well hidden so his brothers wouldn't see his anger. He was in the middle of something when he had heard his brothers call and immediately came to his aid. He woyld do anything for his brother but he had a job to do.

He looked over at strife and wondered if he was even listening cause his brother never seemed to follow orders, at least when he gave them but maybe that was cause they had a feud going on, he couldn't remember how it had started but he had never forgotten that it was going on.

[Xikari chan]

With a several front flips through the air, Fury landed lightly on her feet behind her brother, War. She did not speak, simply listened to what he had to say. Fury had always been more quiet than any of her brothers. When War had finished explaining his reason for summoning all to the 'third world', she folded her arms over her chest and spoke, "I understand wanting to fight against Heaven and Hell, since they are out to kill you, brother. But what reason have we to join forces with the humans?" The only female horseman asked not only War, but all 3 of her brothers.

[lantgreen]

War looked up at his brother Strife and showed no expression, Death appeared before him and stood casually with the Harvester stabbed into the ground, shortly after Fury had landed behind him and he turned around to face her. He finished his explanation and when she spoke about having an Alliance with Humanity he had to think for a bit. "Humanity is on its own, we will not seek help from them and they don't exactly know we exist, and we'll keep it that way, but once the Hellguard and Straga decide to invade Third Kingdom, we will be there to protect it, seeking no help from anyone, we are brothers, we fight together and to the end." He realized that the Council will for sure interfere with this, "The Charred Council will not approve of this, they are corrupt and are merely by-standers in this situation, ignore their every command, if they do not help us, why should we help them."

[Storyboy]

Strife jumped down and joined his brothers and sister. His armor clanged together. His breath came out as a steamy cloud from beneath his mask. "Sister Fury, the human's are not of our concern. Not now at least. We will keep the balance as is our purpose. Heaven and Hell may be after our brother but our purpose remains the same. Keep balance between the three worlds." He did not lie for what he said was true. Though he did leave out his thoughts of rising the humans against Heaven and Hell. The thought was absurd or would be seen as such by his brethren. Besides, their race was not strong enough to even be worth the thought.

Strife walked up to his War and put a hand on his shoulder, "We are here for you brother." He was going to finish with something meaningful, like "Until the end." or, "To hell and back." But at that moment something stepped out from the shadows. "Demon spawn! Get down!"

Strife pushed War to the side with the might in his large hands and drew out Mercy firing a single round. The led spun down the etched barrel of the gun and flew out in a burst of fire. It whizzed through the air like a sword cutting the wind. When it hit its target nothing was left but the lower torso, legs, and a spray of confetti like skin and guts. But there were many eyes glowing from the depths of the shadows. "It seems our safe haven is not so safe brothers." With that he took many more shots.

[Platinum cobra]

Death watched az demons started to pour out of what seemed like every cravice there was. "And I thought this wouldn't be fun." He picked up harvester and calling his horse jumped onto it swinging harvester as he rode through the demon scum. He jumped down into a crown and broke his scythe into two handheld axes started swinging wildly going through themnlike they were wheat. Death looked over to make sure his brothers and sister were all right. He brought his scythe back together and slammed it into the ground making all the demons around d him jump in the air from the impact. Death let out a low smile, these things were just to easy.

[Xikari chan]

Her fiery whip was wrapped up and attached at her side. With one hand she grabbed it by the handle and whipped it back, unfurling it completely. She watched as her brothers began to take out many of the demons with ease, but was unimpressed. Despite her quiet mannerisms she still felt the need to show them up, her being the only girl and all. Fury jumped up high into the air, flipped forward and landed among a large group of demons which instantly ran for her. Easily she flicked her wrist and her whip, slicing a good number of demons clean in half, leaving behind singed remains. From behind her she heard the roars and growls of the feeble-minded creatures and she turned, whipping once more and clawing where their throats would be like a cat protecting its young. She back flipped away from them, landing next to (with her back to) her favored brother, War, whipping at the demons to keep them away.

[lantgreen]

War was slightly pushed away by Strife and he grabbed the Chaos Eater in the process, Demons surrounded him and he swung the blade elegantly destroying demons like a knife to butter. These were obviously ill trained and were among the weakest that Straga had to offer. He tackled one with his sword piercing through his torso, rolled over the body and raised the sword with him, throwing the impaled demon into another. He stepped back and examined the scene a little more, he took out his crossblade and threw it, watching it slice threw multiples before coming back to him like a boomerang. He looked down the street and spotted a Hellguard scout, the Angel shouted into the sky and soon their perimeter was surrounded by heavily armed Hellguard warriors, but Uriel wasn't around.

He had to think fast to make sure they all survived, though they usually made decisions together, War took command of this battle, "Fury, Strife, take to the skies, Death and I will hold them off down here." The worthless demons spawned like crazy and in huge numbers, Fury landed behind him whipping away demons that close to his back side, "Go, we'll be fine," with that said he held out his gauntlet hand low for her to step on and when she did he threw her light frame into the skies at the incoming Hellguard.

[Storyboy]

"Take to the skies." He was told, and take to the skies he did. "Agony!" He yelled as a group of demons approached him.

The ground exploded and chunks of asphalt flew out tearing through the demons so that their blood spread out like a cloud. The mist decorated the golden armor of the horse with specs of crimson. The horse stood on its back legs making its presence known with a loud nay. The sun shined across the armor of the white steed and as it put its hooves down the white line of the suns rays moved across its armor like a ribbon.

Strife climbed over and immediately the horse took to the sky. It was like galloping up an invisible flight of stairs. The kind that twisted in a round circle again and again. The horse continued straight up as Strife took aim with Mercy and quickly fired several shots. Each of the rounds did little damage but the combination of them and the circle they formed in the demons upper chest weakened the ribs which protected its heart. With one shot from Redemption the weakened chest cavity exploded in a sight of gore.

Soon Strife was on the roof tops his steed gone as quick as it came. A hellguard was standing there with his cannon aimed and charged. He fired but not quick enough. Strike rolled to the right and the shot flew past. In the middle of his second roll with Mercy drawn he fired. The shots were not like the ones before though. They traveled slowly and were followed by a thick cloud of smoke, like a ghostly phantom. When they hit the target instead of piercing though the flesh the broke apart and covered bits of the body it a jello like substance. The hellguard charged and fired another shot with the same results. At first the legs were covered which immobilized the guard. Then the arms which rendered his weapon useless. Then the chest. The body was now immobile except for the head which tossed and turned trying to free itself from the dark substance.

"What is this?" The heavenly soldier asked angrily.

"This," Strife said slowly lowering his gun at the forehead of the hellguard, "is your redemption." and then he fired.