souleaterfan320 said
koran, confused by the pup's growling,especially at him, wondered... "could it be possible that im only half demon....?"verona smiled at korans pondering. " no, silly, it just cant sense our angel side yet, perhaps that is still dormant within you, tehe!" she giggles, flicking koran's nose. she turns to look at the puppy. "fear or anger not, young one, i am of no threat, i wish to escape here as well...."she reached out to pet it, as her eye glowed blue, just as the pup's eyes have been. she calmly placed her hand along its armored hide, petting it softly. "no need to worry, you are in good company, from what i have seen."she looks to mason, looking into his eyes. " i feel your heart as if it were as cold as stone... i pray that i may warm it, if you choose my offer...."koran looks at the puppy. "such a unique little creature, he seems to really like you, mason, perhaps he would make a great companion. i had a dog when i was alive, cute little fella..."

Mason glared at Koran for a second, he would withhold the feelings of anger he felt for the demon but it seemed this pup could do more than translate his emotions for him."Maybe he just doesn't like you..." He smirked a bit at the idea, he watched Verona intently as she neared the pup, being as protective as a father would be when introducing his newborn to people. Mason looked at Verona with question, what did she mean his heart? Could she just have meant his lack of emotion other than anger? "You know nothing of my heart..." He said in a cold tone to her, obviously that struck a chord for him.

Stryder said
Mason glared at Koran for a second, he would withhold the feelings of anger he felt for the demon but it seemed this pup could do more than translate his emotions for him."Maybe he just doesn't like you..." He smirked a bit at the idea, he watched Verona intently as she neared the pup, being as protective as a father would be when introducing his newborn to people. Mason looked at Verona with question, what did she mean his heart? Could she just have meant his lack of emotion other than anger? "You know nothing of my heart..." He said in a cold tone to her, obviously that struck a chord for him.

"oh, but i do, you keep forgetting that i see all, but although i do not know all, i certainly do kniw a lot about you, sergeant hale..." she places her hand on his forearm.
" I'm sorry, ill keep quiet about your past..."
she turns to walk away, a single tear drops to the ground. " i... hope that you can forgive me.."

John was getting slightly restless, waiting out there for the small group that had gone in to return. "Guys... They've been in there a while... They either found something really interesting, or they're gone and we should move before whatever made them not come back finds us." He looked into the house through a window for a moment before noticing movement in the window. "What the heck...?" He said more to himself than to anyone else. He looked closer, before seeing the moving... whatever it was... disappear. He raised an eyebrow before realizing it was probably because he was blocking out the reflection, and then turned around. In the distance, there were about ten walking figures moving towards them slowly. "What the heck is that...?" He glanced around for allies before shouting loud enough for others to hear, "Hey guys... There's... Something coming!" As his voice echoed slightly, the creatures that had been walking stopped for a moment, looking around slightly before picking up their speed... A lot. Though they had seemed like they were a good three minute walk away, the speed they were running turned the distance into a much, much shorter time. A very short time later, a group of what seemed to be the corpses of the damned that had lost their will to do anything other than make others as miserable as they were neared. "GUYS!" He spun his scythe around as one began to reach him. He quickly swung the scythe at the humanoid, the creature's body splitting in half more easily than he expected. Due to the surprising lack of resistance (of course, caused by the lightning effect the scythe had), John's swing caused him to almost lose his balance. As he stepped forward, right next to the severed torso of the humanoid, and suddenly felt a grip on his leg. "What the hell!?" He, in reflex, swung his scythe as quickly as he could to knock whatever grabbed him away, only to realize it was the, still living, torso that he had just removed from the legs. His eyes widened in horror as the first thing he thought to shout was "Zombies!?"

Jerus had been humming a soft tune to himself from his childhood before hearing John yell something about something approaching the house. Well, there goes any chance at avoiding being attacked. He had no doubt in his mind that if what John had seen had known they were there, they'd have been attacked well before now, so odds were now they were about to fall under attack. The familiar sound of a blade cutting through flesh only confirmed this and he cursed. So much for any kind of respite after the walk. Rushing to where he'd thought he had heard both John and the sound of flesh being rended, he rounded the corner and stopped, staring for just a moment.

He could see that the torso of the bisected creature was on the ground, but it's hand was still grasping John's ankle. He then shifted his attention to the astonished John as he said, "Zombies!?" Jerus didn't get a chance to reply immediately, having to side step one of the shambling creatures and he quickly removed the head from it's shoulders, slicing it in half as it fell to the ground, leaving the corpse unable to function any further. He faced the remaining eight, raising his katana into a ready stance.

"Then aim for the head. Hard to function with no brain."

Mason narrowed his eyes when Verona spoke to him about being all-seeing, his condescending stare changing as he widened his eyes. How much did she know, did she truly know everything she needed? Even if, what did it matter, she wasn't going to say anything about him, his pupils contracted out of anger, not at her but at himself for his own reasons. "I can forgive all but myself..." He muttered, glancing at Seth, he may have known what pain he was feeling with him being a soldier and all. Still, it was nobody's business but his own, he doubted anyone would care but strangely Verona sounded so genuine in emotion. With a huff of anger and self-influenced disbelief he left and went down the stairs, he had a strange vibe, it was already nightfall, that irked him badly for some reason. He kept getting the odd feeling that something was going to cross their path, soon too, he tried keeping a cool head, he took a seat on the couch. He began staring down at the hound that was getting itself comfortable on his lap, he sprang up, getting to his feet once he heard John yell. "What!? Zombies aren't...oh." He shouted as he made his way outside, somewhat dumbfounded by the sight, this was hell after all. His sword began flickering dangerously before the swirling black, voidless, energy came around it. Watching Jerus deal with one of the hopeless undead he made a face, something told him this wouldn't be so bad right now. He needed to let off some steam after all, Breaking into a sprint off of the porch in front of the house, Mason quickly closed a distance on one of the horrors, driving his shoulder into it, once it was down he quickly slashed at its head, decapitating it with ease. Strangely he saw some kind of tag around its neck, he daringly leaned closer, backing away in shock when he saw they were dog tags. "Relax Hale..." He muttered to himself, noticing how his hands were shaking.

Seth hearing some kind of commotion outside looked out of the window to see the zombies which everyone seemed to be fighting now "Oh come on, this is too much." The boy sighed as the group had already fought through a lot in the hour or so he had been with them but, in hell that was the normal way of life. Fight to survive. Getting his weapon ready he looked at Verona for a second wondering if she was going to help them or possibly stab them in the back but there was no more time for thought as Seth ran out of the room and outside.

Observing the situation Seth moved to the right side where some of them were approaching from and quickly stabbed his spear through a first ones stomach only to see it grab the spear moments after being stabbed and having to be kicked away. "This is bad." He spoke out loud when he heard Jerus's order, Seth knew his spear was terrible in this situation, normally he could just impale someone through the stomach and kill them that way but now he had to cut off the head or stab the brain when the spear was not strong enough to break through the skull. In response Seth went into a full defensive stance blocking and pushing away any zombies that got close to him while he tried to think of a plan.

Mason glanced over at Seth who had entered the fray, it seemed that his weapon wasn't doing him much justice. He quickly made his way over to the fellow soldier, hacking away zombie limbs, wincing as he was scratched by fragmented bone from a zombie attempting to attack him. "Catch!" He called out at Seth, he wasn't sure how this blade would react to someone else's touch but it was worth risk, he tossed his sword at Seth, elbowing one of the shambling undead as it approached. He scramble and picked up a large rock, bashing it into the side of one's head, it dropped after a few steps, possibly from brain damage. "Hmm.." He said, throwing the rock at one that sprinted, the volcanic rock shattered in all directions as it caved in the front of the undead's face.

Seth looked at Mason and was surprised when his sword was thrown over to him and caught it in one hand before grasping it with another "Its stupid to throw swords, but thanks." He took a deep breath to focus, he had little practice with a sword but there was no denying it was going to be more useful in this situation. Closing his eyes Seth started to slow his breathing as his focused "2.. no 3 enemies in striking range, minimum 3 slashes required time estimated 3 seconds." He muttered so that anyone close by could hear as his opened his eyes again and as he spoke with his first slash he cut down 1 and with his second slash only missed the zombies neck and wasted a second strike one the same zombie before killing the final one surrounding him "4 seconds." Seth looked at Mason and threw the sword back "Thanks for the help."

Zaen leaned against the wall as the zombies approached. He'd let the cretures come to him, he wasn't one to charge headfirst. One noticed him and ran towards him, then leaped to try and attack him. he crouched and then ran forward, put his arm ahead of himself, and slamming it into the creature as he charged. he uickly sliced the demon's head off and got up, with barely a scratch. esy, but he knew that was only because he caught it off guard. the others would be much harder. he smiled wickidly as other demons noticed him, and so he ran towards them, slicing their necks and heads as he ran. he felt himself get sctratched and bit, so he just swung and ignored the pain. he had killed quite a few of them, and spat on one of their corpses. "are they all dead?" he asked, his knife to his side.

Mason was incoherent of what Zaen said, as he was too busy ending a zombie's rebirth, making its skull concave with each hit with the sturdy rock. He brought his hand up for the next and possibly final hit before stopping, felling a pulling at his ankle, a biting. He looked back to see the hell hound pup, he thought he had left it inside, he realized he just ran outside without stopping for anything. "Errr..." He tried thinking as he could still see shadows of undead approaching through the canyon-like passageway. He scooped up the small pup and bolted into the house, running up the stairs and pushing the pup into Mina's arms. "Take this..." He said before looking out the window, seeing a mass of undead, he narrowed his eyes in an unhappy manner. He looked between the demons before him. "Can one of you fix that?" He asked, by the looks of it, they were going to get overrun. "Guy's get inside!" He shouted to the others.

Mina had bren looking out the window of the house with a somewhat amused look on her face.
'Verona, you can read that man like a book and see the future, you must know he can be a hardass. A hotheaded fool is what he is, but he's fun.' she said.
She watched as the group took out the undead, immediately knowing to aim for the head. Video games and movies must have paid off.
She looked up when Mason stormed back in, pushing his pup into her arms and looking at them for help. Mina chuckled as the pup growled a moment before settling and she watched outside.
'If I helped there'd be no challenge. Oh, I do suggest not getting bitten by those things. Becoming one of those is one of the most cruel fates around here.' she said.
'Your soul can't return as your body is still intact and you are forced to watch as your body kills others and feeds on them, quite gruesome.' she explained.
'Either way, I can be of no help, maybe Verona can though.' she shrugged.

Mina had bren looking out the window of the house with a somewhat amused look on her face.
'Verona, you can read that man like a book and see the future, you must know he can be a hardass. A hotheaded fool is what he is, but he's fun.' she said.
She watched as the group took out the undead, immediately knowing to aim for the head. Video games and movies must have paid off.
She looked up when Mason stormed back in, pushing his pup into her arms and looking at them for help. Mina chuckled as the pup growled a moment before settling and she watched outside.
'If I helped there'd be no challenge. Oh, I do suggest not getting bitten by those things. Becoming one of those is one of the most cruel fates around here.' she said.
'Your soul can't return as your body is still intact and you are forced to watch as your body kills others and feeds on them, quite gruesome.' she explained.
'Either way, I can be of no help, maybe Verona can though.' she shrugged.

Minarawr said
Mina had bren looking out the window of the house with a somewhat amused look on her face.'Verona, you can read that man like a book and see the future, you must know he can be a hardass. A hotheaded fool is what he is, but he's fun.' she said.She watched as the group took out the undead, immediately knowing to aim for the head. Video games and movies must have paid off.She looked up when Mason stormed back in, pushing his pup into her arms and looking at them for help. Mina chuckled as the pup growled a moment before settling and she watched outside.'If I helped there'd be no challenge. Oh, I do suggest not getting bitten by those things. Becoming one of those is one of the most cruel fates around here.' she said.'Your soul can't return as your body is still intact and you are forced to watch as your body kills others and feeds on them, quite gruesome.' she explained.'Either way, I can be of no help, maybe Verona can though.' she shrugged.

koran stepped outside, seeing the hordes on the undead. his hand flared dangerously, as he grasped it. it was a gold color now intead of a red or purple. he grabbed his tanto, and rushed out, seeing a zombie aproaching mason from behind, and it was poised for the kill. he ran up behind it, shoving the tanto in the direction of the zombie's head, piercing clean through it, and removed his weapon from the dead corpse. he nodded to mason. verona stood beside mason, her bone sword flaring a gold color, shich koran noticed. "verona, your sword is glowing the same color as my hand.."
verona grinned, decapitating a zombie with ease.
verona: " ill explain it to you later, for now, we need to dispose of these undead."
she was focused, keeping nearby mason.

Minarawr said
Mina had bren looking out the window of the house with a somewhat amused look on her face.'Verona, you can read that man like a book and see the future, you must know he can be a hardass. A hotheaded fool is what he is, but he's fun.' she said.She watched as the group took out the undead, immediately knowing to aim for the head. Video games and movies must have paid off.She looked up when Mason stormed back in, pushing his pup into her arms and looking at them for help. Mina chuckled as the pup growled a moment before settling and she watched outside.'If I helped there'd be no challenge. Oh, I do suggest not getting bitten by those things. Becoming one of those is one of the most cruel fates around here.' she said.'Your soul can't return as your body is still intact and you are forced to watch as your body kills others and feeds on them, quite gruesome.' she explained.'Either way, I can be of no help, maybe Verona can though.' she shrugged.

Masonlooked over at Mina with the most unamused face he could at the moment, he didn't care that she wasn't going to help, but the scratch he had made him wonder. He turned and left though, choosing not to bring up his wound, it was probably nothing anyway. He no longer had a weapon in his hand, but as he went outside he saw Seth throwing his blade toward him, thanking him for the help. Carefully he scanned his airborne weapon,waiting for the right time to grab onto the blade. Once grabbing the pommel of the blade, it sparked up with its odd energy almost immediately, Mason arced around with his blade, severing one of the damned souls from the neck up.

He glanced over and saw Koran and Verona entering the fray, surely this would all be over, it was likely he couldn't control his power anyway, using it might merit some widespread destruction. He raised an eyebrow at the sight of the glowing sword of Verona's sharing the same tint as Koran. He was caught off guard by a pouncing undead, getting immediately knocked down. He grunted in pain as the undead sunk its jagged teeth into his arm, managing to punch it away. He had nothing to lose now. He knocked the hellish creation down and began using his fists rather than his sword to kill it. "Just die already!" He shouted, standing up to face other undead, he kept his sword at the low ready, splitting their heads and severing them alive. He was taking shallow breaths by the end of it, the veins in his arm an almost black. "Oh man...I'm pretty fucked up right now.." He said as he held his burning arm, managing a smile, he then remembered what Mina told him. Understandably he'd need someone to kill him and fast before he became something he didn't want to be. "....dammit.." He cursed, beginning to distance himself from the group, stepping over the fallen bodies of undead. At least they had dealt with them all though.

Minarawr said
Mina had bren looking out the window of the house with a somewhat amused look on her face.'Verona, you can read that man like a book and see the future, you must know he can be a hardass. A hotheaded fool is what he is, but he's fun.' she said.She watched as the group took out the undead, immediately knowing to aim for the head. Video games and movies must have paid off.She looked up when Mason stormed back in, pushing his pup into her arms and looking at them for help. Mina chuckled as the pup growled a moment before settling and she watched outside.'If I helped there'd be no challenge. Oh, I do suggest not getting bitten by those things. Becoming one of those is one of the most cruel fates around here.' she said.'Your soul can't return as your body is still intact and you are forced to watch as your body kills others and feeds on them, quite gruesome.' she explained.'Either way, I can be of no help, maybe Verona can though.' she shrugged.

Masonlooked over at Mina with the most unamused face he could at the moment, he didn't care that she wasn't going to help, but the scratch he had made him wonder. He turned and left though, choosing not to bring up his wound, it was probably nothing anyway. He no longer had a weapon in his hand, but as he went outside he saw Seth throwing his blade toward him, thanking him for the help. Carefully he scanned his airborne weapon,waiting for the right time to grab onto the blade. Once grabbing the pommel of the blade, it sparked up with its odd energy almost immediately, Mason arced around with his blade, severing one of the damned souls from the neck up.

He glanced over and saw Koran and Verona entering the fray, surely this would all be over, it was likely he couldn't control his power anyway, using it might merit some widespread destruction. He raised an eyebrow at the sight of the glowing sword of Verona's sharing the same tint as Koran. He was caught off guard by a pouncing undead, getting immediately knocked down. He grunted in pain as the undead sunk its jagged teeth into his arm, managing to punch it away. He had nothing to lose now. He knocked the hellish creation down and began using his fists rather than his sword to kill it. "Just die already!" He shouted, standing up to face other undead, he kept his sword at the low ready, splitting their heads and severing them alive. He was taking shallow breaths by the end of it, the veins in his arm an almost black. "Oh man...I'm pretty fucked up right now.." He said as he held his burning arm, managing a smile, he then remembered what Mina told him. Understandably he'd need someone to kill him and fast before he became something he didn't want to be. "....dammit.." He cursed, beginning to distance himself from the group, stepping over the fallen bodies of undead. At least they had dealt with they all though.

John, after defeating the one he had, had been overly mesmerized by the corpse. Though, seeing as it was undead, it didn't have much blood pouring out, even if it did have blood pouring out. He stood there as the others fought off a huge number of them, staring at the blood pouring out. Heh... Heheh... Let 'em bleed... Let all of them bleed! You've had your fun, it's my turn! "Heheh... Hehehehehah..." He grinned to himself before walking over to the torso of the one that he had hit before. Seeing as he hadn't destroyed the brain, the torso was still functioning, though due to lack of enough intelligence to crawl, it had been lying there, reaching towards the closest person it could. "Bleed..." He said before stabbing it in the head, laughing as he did. He glanced around, seeing the others were standing over the remains of the undead they had slain. "No more? No more!? I took too long taking over... Something needs to bleed... Something bleed!" He shouted before looking at the others in the group. His smile was gone, replaced with a frown at the thought of taking over just to stab once and be done. Stop, they're the allies... Don't you want to get out of here? He grabbed his head with a free hand. "No, I want things to bleed!" And how much do they do that in Hell? Sure, things will bleed down here, but we're at the disadvantage here... Up there, outside of here, at least you have some fighting chance against anyone you want to bleed... So let them help you! John got a look of disgust, shaking his head, "No... No no no! I need to make something bleed... And... With a little practice I can make anything bleed down here... Heheh... Even demons... You just need to know where to hit to make all their life seep out... Heheheh..." He chuckled slightly to himself before remembering there was nothing to make bleed other than allies. He stepped towards Verona, holding out his scythe before holding his hand to his head again. "Agh..." He shut his eyes as tight as he could before looking at his friends, an obviously painful expression on his face. "Sorry... I'm controlling myself..." He glanced to Mason "What's wrong with you...?"

"What's wrong with me? Well let's see, depending on if one you kills me or not, I get to try eating you all." He said, an obvious amount of pain on his face, he turned to show his arm to John, it had already become discolored badly. The infection was eating through his body fast, his wound was bubbling with dark infected blood, with every beat of his heart blood seeped out, causing him more and more pain. His breaths were a little shallow and ragged, a cold sweat on his forehead, he looked toward John and sighed. "One of you going to have to kill me now..." He said, coming to terms with it, he sheathed his blade which he was barely able to lift with his badly decomposing arm and sat down, no longer having the strength to stand. "Hurry up and make a decision..!" He shouted, the idea of being a danger bothered him more than anything.

Jerus spun and felt his katana blade pass through the head of his last opponent, the two halves separating and the top one falling to the ground and splattering all over the ground. Turning, he noticed that Mason was moving away from the rest of the group and frowned, looking between him and the others. Then he noticed Mason's arm had some of his own blood on it and raised an eyebrow at it. "Mason, what happened to your arm?" He hoped it wasn't what he thought it was, but he had a sinking feeling in his gut.

Then he saw Mason's arm and he shook his head, taking a step back and letting someone else kill him as he asked. Jerus wouldn't have any sins on his head if he could help it, regardless of the fact that he was in hell.

Stryder said
"What's wrong with me? Well let's see, depending on if one you kills me or not, I get to try eating you all." He said, an obvious amount of pain on his face, he turned to show his arm to John, it had already become discolored badly. The infection was eating through his body fast, his wound was bubbling with dark infected blood, with every beat of his heart blood seeped out, causing him more and more pain. His breaths were a little shallow and ragged, a cold sweat on his forehead, he looked toward John and sighed. "One of you going to have to kill me now..." He said, coming to terms with it, he sheathed his blade which he was barely able to lift with his badly decomposing arm and sat down, no longer having the strength to stand. "Hurry up and make a decision..!" He shouted, the idea of being a danger bothered him more than anything.

koran looked out of his peripheral vision, seeing mason, and the wound he sustained. he frowned , looking unnerved. " i dont want to kill you..." he sighed, looking at his hand. " but if if has to be done... then i do it....."
he stepped forward to mason,walking behind him, placing one hand on mason's jaw, and the other on the back of mason's head. "...are you sure you want to do this....?"
he said, sounding sad.

souleaterfan320 said
koran looked out of his peripheral vision, seeing mason, and the wound he sustained. he frowned , looking unnerved. " i dont want to kill you..." he sighed, looking at his hand. " but if if has to be done... then i do it....."he stepped forward to mason,walking behind him, placing one hand on mason's jaw, and the other on the back of mason's head. "...are you sure you want to do this....?"he said, sounding sad.

Mason sighed a little bit as Koran prepared to snap his neck, not the best way to go but it was a way to go. He glanced at him with now colorless eyes when he asked if he wanted to do this. "I'm not afraid to die, if you do this right, I'll come back anyway...." He said, managing a small smile, rebirth was going to suck he knew that much. "Tell Verona to take care of my dog please, my sword too, unless that goes with me.." He said, giving a sort of last will to Koran. "Remember, cut off my head after, you don't need me getting back up now.." He smirked, grunting a little bit in pain. "You might wanna hurry." He said.