Wraithblade6 said
"What is your name and what is the reason your master allowed you to roam?" Mina asked him."My name, is Mithias." The fanged, shadowy being spoke from underneath a veil of black hair. He glanced akance at the others to calculate how he should respond. The reason he was allowed to roam was of course to do his master's bidding. He was not free. He did not escape. Shackles and chains were no longer necessary, for the bonds that held him were clamped to his soul. The ones he wore were merely symbolic accouterment. Beaten, broken, raped, his core torn open and exposed to the lapping tongue of his master, Mithias had been remade. Hell was now his home, and he submitted."My master..." Mithias chose his words carefully, "...believes my will to be broken, that I am completely under his control, and so he has turned a blind eye to me. Demons let me pass as I please, seeing his mark upon me. You may make use of me." The slave kept his eyes down, so as not to appear to be speaking directly at Mina, yet obeying her. He kept a subordinate stance near Mason as well. Mithia's words implied several meanings to the princess. Mithia had nothing to add as to whether or not Mina should stop Koran and Zaen. He glanced at Mason as he said he wouldn't be able to separate them without killing them both. Curious. What truly ensnared his attention thogh, was the transformation of Koran's arm and the essence it radiated. It was akin to his master's, a lord of hell. Mithias couldn't help but look. he took a few, slow steps forward. It made sense, what happened when Mina grabbed him. Mithias understood it. Rank, status, structure, dominance... it was natural to hell, lawful hell, that is. Evil could still have order and perhaps even love. Mithias subconsciously placed a hand over his heart. "What about a cactus? Pretty sure those can't be slaves... She's not that hot." If Mithias had a tail, he would have flicked it. Instead, he crouched down and analyzed something absentmindedly in the dust. He listened to what Koran was mumbling, blinking curiously. As he learned the true identity of the two before him, he gasped, dropping his knees to the ground. Leaning on his hands, he whispered to himself and his lord, "What?! Master, why did you send me here?" He seemed to be lost in thought, almost trembling. "Heh... Heheh... I need more blood..." Said John.Mithias got up to face the source of the blood hungry voice. He watched coldly as the man suddenly dropped down, his scythe falling beside him. He tilted his head as the man apologised. He was clearly, crazy. Mithias extended his dark, clawed hand toward the man before him, offering to lift him up. His red eyes glowing softly, he spoke to him, "You have been affected by the magic of hell, the power of this place of ultimate damnation. It tears at your mind." Inwardly, Mithias reveled at the man's torment, and he couldn't help a slight grin. "No one can resist it for long."

koran examined the creature that stood before them, a creature seeming of hellish origin, he looked down to his hand, seeing that it had not changed back when the rest of his arm did... odd.
"alright , lets all get a move on, were just fish in a barrel if we stay here."
he turned to mason." if we can agree to not kill eachother, and you not hurt anyone in the group, including kria, then ill make you second in command, in case i die in battle, for it may take some time to catch up if i do."
for quite some time after walking, they reach what looks like a house, or what cpuld be considered a house, in hell. he turned to mason. "was this here before?"

souleaterfan320 said
koran examined the creature that stood before them, a creature seeming of hellish origin, he looked down to his hand, seeing that it had not changed back when the rest of his arm did... odd."alright , lets all get a move on, were just fish in a barrel if we stay here."he turned to mason." if we can agree to not kill eachother, and you not hurt anyone in the group, including kria, then ill make you second in command, in case i die in battle, for it may take some time to catch up if i do."for quite some time after walking, they reach what looks like a house, or what cpuld be considered a house, in hell. he turned to mason. "was this here before?"

Mason continue to lead the group through passageways and trails he had gone through previously, the soldier found it effortless to maneuver through the familiar terrain. Mason spun around after hearing what Koran had to say, he scoffed, this wasn't a squad and he was no one's team leader, Koran had no idea what it was to be one anyway. "You'll make me?" He said in question, emphasizing what he had just said, did Koran really believe he led these people? "Whatever....a self elected leader is probably what'll get them killed though.." He said, making a remark about Koran. He stopped once he saw the strange house, he didn't see that when he came her, what was this? "No, let's see who's home..." He said walking his way toward the door, he fought he soldier's instinct to stack up on the door, instead he took a single backstep them kicked forward, his boot slamming into the door and knocking it off its hinges. "Move in..." He said to them as he stepped inside.

Seth walked with the group seeing as no one complained about him being there listening into some of the conversations but not picking up any important details from them. He continued to walk on his own at the back of the group keeping to himself mostly but, Seth also found it the best place to watch if they were being followed, which thankfully they were not for now. When they arrived at the house Seth looked worried his instincts told them to stay away from the house but it seemed the ex-soldier had already made the decision for the group to explore the house which made him speak up "This is a stupid idea, we don't know who or what is in there and it will be harder to tell if something is sneaking up behind us!" Seth spoke while walking up to Mason as if to challenge him.

Dash375 said
Seth walked with the group seeing as no one complained about him being there listening into some of the conversations but not picking up any important details from them. He continued to walk on his own at the back of the group keeping to himself mostly but, Seth also found it the best place to watch if they were being followed, which thankfully they were not for now. When they arrived at the house Seth looked worried his instincts told them to stay away from the house but it seemed the ex-soldier had already made the decision for the group to explore the house which made him speak up "This is a stupid idea, we don't know who or what is in there and it will be harder to tell if something is sneaking up behind us!" Seth spoke while walking up to Mason as if to challenge him.

Mason turned around, stepping out of the doorway in the house it looked like the 'new boot' was challenging him. "Excuse you? Aren't you a soldier, yes? Well then get in the fucking PRONE and PULL SOME FUCKING SECURITY!!" Mason yelled, grilling the soldier, the fact that this kid was even attempting to challenge any kind of Sergeant, let alone a Staff Sergeant was stupid. "Everyone else who doesn't want to go inside, set up a 360 security around this place, we'll need eyes on at all times." He said, ordering the group.

He was taken back for a second from Mason's scolding but did not back down from his challenge and instead spun his spear so it was pointed at Mason's chest but still had plenty of distance away from him "Listen, I don't care if I WAS a soldier, I don't care if you have some fancy title because you made the right people happy." Seth took a pause for breath "But that was when we were alive, here in Hell all of us are equal, you think if you told some demon that you were a sergeant back when you were alive they would run off scared?" Seth put his spear down and turned his back "I am going to keep watch outside, don't get the people inside killed." The boy ordered before shaking his head and starting to patrol the perimeter.

"Made the right people happy?! What does that mean? Oh, don't tell me you're one of those soldiers, well I have news for you asshole. Not all of us are kill happy soldiers, most of us do what we need to for our country. Selfish bastard.." He said as he shook his head, soldiers like Seth were a dime a dozen. "No but I'll tell you one thing, if you don't get that spear out of my fucking face, it's going through you..." He glared, Mason had a look that just said 'get out of my face' he was happy when he did though. Mason did a quick heel turn when he heard the soldier's "order" for him. "Again, I don't know who you think you are but in case you didn't know, you lived a soldier and you die a soldier, recognize your chain of command." Mason said, calming himself down a little bit, entering the house himself, he wasn't worried about being followed by members of the group.

John raised an eyebrow as they had reached a house that Mason seemed confused by... He even went to the trouble of going inside to check it out. He watched the short battle of wills between the two soldiers before shrugging and glancing to Seth. He whispered to Seth "I think that guy's a bit of a prick... Thinking just because of his time in the military he's above anyone that didn't get to his rank or higher... Don't worry man... I'm on your side in this one." Ooohhh... In that case we should make that soldier bleed! "No..." Aww come on... Just because he's got the fancy training doesn't mean he's got the ability to stop us... Think about it... How the blood would gush from his wounds... The body slowly losing all power that it once had... It's invigorating... John shook his head, trying to ignore his other personality. Juuuuust think about it... Especially while he's in that dark house... Likely no one behind him... He'd never see it coming... "I'm not going to kill him!" He grabbed his head with the hand that wasn't holding his scythe, closing his eyes for a moment before realizing he had been talking to himself right there for anyone who cared to see. "I mean... If I could... I wouldn't..."

Stryder said
Mason continue to lead the group through passageways and trails he had gone through previously, the soldier found it effortless to maneuver through the familiar terrain. Mason spun around after hearing what Koran had to say, he scoffed, this wasn't a squad and he was no one's team leader, Koran had no idea what it was to be one anyway. "You'll me?" He said in question, emphasizing what he had just said, did Koran really believe he led these people? "Whatever....a self elected leader is probably what'll get them killed though.." He said, making a remark about Koran. He stopped once he saw the strange house, he didn't see that when he came her, what was this? "No, let's see who's home..." He said walking his way toward the door, he fought he soldier's instinct to stack up on the door, instead he took a single backstep them kicked forward, his boot slamming into the door and knocking it off its hinges. "Move in..." He said to them as he stepped inside.

koran stopped mason inside of the house, pushing him against the hallway wall, unsheathing his tanto, holding it in his hand. " id suggest a change in attitude, your getting awful cocky. i placed myself in the position of leader so i could get us out of hell quicker, because unlike you, i dont enjoy killing things. that reaper was holding us back, thast why i killed it. it attacked us first, and it became a threat. im an honest man, i live by standards, i appreciate your service in the army and protecting our country, but this isnt america anymore, we are in hell, and we are the lowest things here. if we are going to survive we cant be causing a rift in this group, and as i see it right now, your getting on everyones nerves." he gripped the tanto tighter, staring daggers into mason's eyes, seeming furious." one wrong move, and youll be demon food, got it? i trust you." he brought the tip of his blade to mason's throat, holding it just a few inches away. "do NOT let me down."
he sheathed his tanto, moving past mason theough the house.
kria passed him, sticking her tongue out at him, and kept walking behind those following koran.

(Mason: *SQUEEZES THE STRESS BALL*)

"First, nice job lettin gme explain myself, second, I don't enjoy killing everything, just the ones deserving of it. If only you knew my reasons, as far as I'm concerned, you haven't a clue why am how I am. So how about you stop with the 'strong leader' act, we all know that shit fails miserably in the end." Mason spoke, speaking as if he knew what it was like, which he did, it was no one's business though. "I don't need your reprimanding or scolding, all I need is to find....nevermind..let's just get on with the task at hand." He said, ignoring Kria and moving past Koran, the soldier made his way up the stairs, silently going up and searching rooms. The place actually didn't look too bad, like it really wan'ts supposed to be here.He walked down the stairs and went tthrough a few other rooms. "Clear as far I know..." He said in a loud enough voice for everyone to hear him,

Jerus had remained silent through out the entire exchange and now walked around the outside of the house, his katana held loosely in his hand as he inspected the house for any out of place features. So far as he could tell, the house was of a relatively hellish nature, being built in hell, and seemed that someone lived there, though he couldn't tell how recently they'd left or if they'd even come back recently. Suppose that kind of information would be easier to find inside. Sighing out of boredom, he sat on his heels and waited, counting the number of screams and screeches he could hear from where they had stopped.

Zaen had been leaning against the side of the house. He decided he would do some security. Any demons tried to get through him, they'd meet the end of his knife. As he leaned, he knew and heard the arguments between the others, and smirked. Quite entertaining. he spun the knife in his hand and got ready incase anything came towards the house. Then Jei ran up, talking about demon whores and how the house felt unsafe, or something. He didn't really care, he would go wherever the others went.

Mithias remained outside with Mina, Kira, Jerus, and John. He watched amusedly as Koran and Mason had their momentary power struggle. Mason needed to be put in his place. After all, he was standing before a spawn of the dark lord himself. Mithias remained quiet, taking his ques from Mina. Surrounding demons and devils and low-life hungry spirits avoided or ignored him. He had nothing to fear any longer in hell, except the wrath of his master. Mithias contemplated the irony of the situation. A house... in hell. All this time, these souls were trying to escape hell, and yet a house was a place for staying. They might as well get comfortable.

Mithias let his eyes travel toward Kira. She was well-built, virile, and sexy in a dominatrix way. Asmodai was also an expert in carnal desire, and his essence imparted an undeniable lust in his slaves. Such burned within Mithias, although for the moment, controlled. He growled softly in her direction, a breeze parting the shadows over his uncovered torso. His gaze lingered a moment longer than necessary as he walked slowly toward the house. Zaen was leaning against it. Mason and Koran were already in side. Mithias stopped at the entrance. Jei came up out of nowhere, talking about demon whores. Mithias tilted his head. He wanted to hear more about that.

Stryder said
(Mason: *SQUEEZES THE STRESS BALL*)"First, nice job lettin gme explain myself, second, I don't enjoy killing everything, just the ones deserving of it. If only you knew my reasons, as far as I'm concerned, you haven't a clue why am how I am. So how about you stop with the 'strong leader' act, we all know that shit fails miserably in the end." Mason spoke, speaking as if he knew what it was like, which he did, it was no one's business though. "I don't need your reprimanding or scolding, all I need is to find....nevermind..let's just get on with the task at hand." He said, ignoring Kria and moving past Koran, the soldier made his way up the stairs, silently going up and searching rooms. The place actually didn't look too bad, like it really wan'ts supposed to be here.He walked down the stairs and went tthrough a few other rooms. "Clear as far I know..." He said in a loud enough voice for everyone to hear him,

as mason shouts this, a young girl, appearing 16, stands behind him, staring at him with cruel intent. "what are you doing in my house? you couldve at least knocked first." she smiled, sizing him up and down, "your well built, mason, i didnt expect one who is siding with the lord satan's daughter herself and planning to go against your fellow humans to be one of your stature and rank, your not very bright , are you?" she giggles.

Mithias actually looked at the girl, stepping away from her house. She had just told everyone who Mina was and called out Mason. The intention of betrayal didn't surprise Mithias in the least, but announcing Mina's true identity did. Was it his place to smite her? Hell no. It was his job to be useful, and so he would see what his master wanted done.

Mason halted all warrior instinct to draw his weapon at the slightest sound, he instead turned around to face the girl who was oddly enough sizing him up as if she were analyzing something about him. His eyes widened a little when his name was spoken by this young girl, that made him uneasy but he wasn't just going to attack. "What is rank in hell, right? Besides, it's none of your business who I affiliate myself with." He said, staring down at her, his arms crossed.

Stryder said
Mason halted all warrior instinct to draw his weapon at the slightest sound, he instead turned around to face the girl who was oddly enough sizing him up as if she were analyzing something about him. His eyes widened a little when his name was spoken by this young girl, that made him uneasy but he wasn't just going to attack. "What is rank in hell, right? Besides, it's none of your business who I affiliate myself with." He said, staring down at her, his arms crossed.

"actually, it is my business, you see, i am the great oracle Verona, i died aproximately 47 1/2 years before your birth. i watched you grow up, alongside every other human here. but you, and your group, especially the nephilim boy, you are special, tehe!" she lightly skipped over to him, feeling his muscles."oooh, such strength, you'd do nicely as a partner... your attitude can be bothersome, though...."
she spun her bone blade around like a toy. " ill make you a deal, i know where every gate is located, along with its guardians. all i ask in exchange.." she slid her hands into his. "is to give this old lady a shot at romance one last time, tehe!" she smiled. she seemed harmless, like a schoolgirl, and light hearted.

Wraithblade6 said
Mithias remained outside with Mina, Kira, Jerus, and John. He watched amusedly as Koran and Mason had their momentary power struggle. Mason needed to be put in his place. After all, he was standing before a spawn of the dark lord himself. Mithias remained quiet, taking his ques from Mina. Surrounding demons and devils and low-life hungry spirits avoided or ignored him. He had nothing to fear any longer in hell, except the wrath of his master. Mithias contemplated the irony of the situation. A house... in hell. All this time, these souls were trying to escape hell, and yet a house was a place for staying. They might as well get comfortable. Mithias let his eyes travel toward Kira. She was well-built, virile, and sexy in a dominatrix way. Asmodai was also an expert in carnal desire, and his essence imparted an undeniable lust in his slaves. Such burned within Mithias, although for the moment, controlled. He growled softly in her direction, a breeze parting the shadows over his uncovered torso. His gaze lingered a moment longer than necessary as he walked slowly toward the house. Zaen was leaning against it. Mason and Koran were already in side. Mithias stopped at the entrance. Jei came up out of nowhere, talking about demon whores. Mithias tilted his head. He wanted to hear more about that.

kria looked to this man, this demon-esque creature, and smiled towards him. she gradually made her way over to him, placing a hand upon his cheek, giving of a warm spirited feeling. "hey there, mithiias, you look a little lonely,hmhm" she looked into his eyes, trying to let his lust overcome him.