Niesha was lucky she still had her light skin. The hot to her back would have been a lot worse if she hadn't. When the blow hit, Niesha crashed to the ground, very nearly snapping both her wrists as the shield smacked against the ground. She was very lucky they didn't break, but knew they would be sore for a while.

She cried out, rolling over, letting one hand go of the shield, forming the ball of light, throwing it at her attacker. "Coward!" She spat, trying to get up. Her light skin reformed once again, protecting her

As the two immediately interesting people from the strange trio left the scene, Jacque rose from his temporary hiding spot and dusted the dirt from his torso and clothing. "Well, that was a bit of a let down. I thought for sure that fists would fly..." he lamented aloud, not really caring at this point whether or not the remaining person, the young woman, heard him or not. The hydromancer began to trudge forward yet again, intent on dropping off his latest plunder at his house before the cops he'd pummeled earlier woke up and started causing a ruckus for him.

Abaddon hissed as the shadows entangled him. Seconds later, two blades began to fly towards him, prompting him to shift into his slithering form to escape them. He reformed behind Lass and swatted him with a set of tendrils.
So he was refusing to speak. Ok, Abaddon had a general idea of what may be going on anyway. With his age and feelings of rage and sadness... maybe familial problems... maybe he didn't even have a family at all. Such a shame, but sometimes the anger resulting from this could make for a truly capable meta. At least Lass was proving to be steadfast against such inquisitions, it wasn't uncommon for the virtuous heroes to try and reform Abaddon's style of behavior by bringing up personal matters.

Lass

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The shadows managed to set Abaddon in place, or so he thought. Only the hands and the wall were slashed by Lass. His opponent had unexpectedly morphed into a different form which allowed him to escape. He thought of turning around and hitting the being behind him, but he was too late. The attack that was launched at him made him fall to his knees. He had been weaken severely today. Starting from when he looked for Abaddon, and now when he received hits "Gah...!" he gagged once more, blood came out this time.

His eyes had become a bit blurry as he struggled to stand up, but he just felt his energy drained and leaned sat on the wall "Hah... Hah... So.. You're going to kill me now?" he thought that Lass might have been found worthless by Abaddon. Lass cannot form anything with his power anymore, but he still has one last resort. He reached inside his bag and grabbed the dagger that was kept inside. The dagger will be used once his opponent had decided to kill him.

Abaddon grabbed Lass from behind, but did nothing else except bring him to his feet before releasing him.

"You have potential, as we thought. I don't need you tell me what it is you've gone through, it's apparent that it's related to family matters due to your young age. The time at which the murders you've commited also seemed to be around at random hours, meaning you have no parents or even guardians to look after you."

Abaddon assumed a normal stance, one that indicated the battle was over. Lass had done well in holding his own.

"And we understand the bloodlust. I had it too when I first became what I am, even killed a few suckers that didn't really need such a thing."

Lass

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When Abaddon got near, Lass tried to take the dagger out at the thought that he was about to get attacked. But instead, he was helped to stand up. Then Abaddon praised him then said that he doesn't have to tell him his past as he had already guessed what it was, and he was quite right. Abaddon is becoming more and more fearsome and powerful in Lass's eyes.

Abaddon lost the aura that he had when he was fighting, Lass felt assured for some reason. "And we understand the bloodlust. I had it too when I first became what I am, even killed a few suckers that didn't really need such a thing." he continued, which was listened to carefully by Lass. "I had it too" is what ringed into his mind "What do you mean too...?" had Abaddon been in a state much like his? Though, it seemed that Lass had bloodlust, but it was something deeper than that, something quite different.

"You know what I mean," Abaddon responded. "The desire to kill and cause suffering to others to show the world you are not weak, or to get back at those you feel have wronged you. It's all natural, all that matters is how you harness that feeling."

Lass

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The desire to kill? He felt that too, but there was a reason. Though, he only had just thought of becoming stronger because of Abaddon. He made Lass realize that he was still and far too weak. Revenge is could become a reason for him to kill as well, but he already took revenge of a person that made him suffer. For the other two that caused his suffering, he is quite close on giving up on that.

"Then... Would you teach me?" he asked Abaddon. Could he finally accept him as an apprentice? Lass had only hoped so.

"We could, all that remains to be seen is why you want to learn from me. To become stronger? Obviously. But for what purpose? I may be young, but I have millennia worth of knowledge to question these things."

Abaddon began to lead Lass to an exit out of the sewers.

"We'll teach you... but for now you should rest."

Lass

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Abaddon asked another question. Why does Lass want to get stronger? He didn't answer, he stayed quiet. A purpose, he had one, but he kept it hidden. He was led out of the sewers "We'll teach you... but for now you should rest." was what Abaddon told him. Lass nodded "I can take care of myself now." he had recovered a bit since earlier and can now warp into shadows again. "Goodbye." he said then walked towards a shadow then sank, but it looked more like he fell down a hole.

Lass continuously warped until he reached his home "Finally... Here..." he gasped for breath after exhausting himself some more. After relaxing, he entered a building where his apartment is at. He picked to stay at an apartment since its easier to hide there instead of a house. He doesn't have to worry much about buying the place as he just took it from someone and told the apartment owner that he was a relative. Soon after, he stood in front of his apartment and unlocked the door. He quickly went to the bed and rested for a while.

As her hand drew ever closer MindWarp noticed that Miss Spunky’s skin began to glow and if it was anything like a light whip, any contact with it was sure to burn. Coming to a stop, movement completely froze and with a small huff of annoyance she moved away. Sparing a moment to look around, she noticed that Mr Master Chief, as she had dubbed her buyer, was taking action against Street Cleaner Zed who just kept bringing out the mutations.

Anger having faded away, MindWarp remembered about the briefcase which was still sitting atop a crate. She would have gone over to retrieve it, but strong winds began filling the room, they targeted one location and that location happened to be where both she and Miss Spunky were. The force of the winds was strong enough to lift the crates and have them be blown around inside of the vortex with the poor briefcase flying right along with them. Ugh shi- She ducked out of the way as Zed came straight for her and Miss Spunky. I can smell the sins of your soul?

“I am pretty sure you cannot actually smell a soul, but if you say so then I am surprised you can smell mine over the scent of your own.” She spoke sarcastically to herself and gave a nod when her sentence was further emphasised by him attacking his own ally. While the two were busy MindWarp got to work on trying to catch the briefcase before it could collide with a crate, which in turn had the potential to set the three devices off. After a little while of chasing the thing around, dodging crates and other debris, MindWarp finally managed to catch it, just as Miss Spunky cried out after an attack from Mr Master Chief. Oh dear, Street Cleaner Zed would not be happy. Not knowing if her buyer would be able to dodge a possible attack in time, MindWarp illusioned them both invisible and created five duplicate illusions of Miss Spunky.

“Zed, it’s not alright. You’re a monster!” MindWarp had the illusions yell repetitively, all five voices chorusing together as they surrounded him in a circle.

"Zed, kts not real!" Niesha cried, as she formed a light bubble around the room to prevent anyone from escaping, knowing what a trickster the woman was, seeing ner aura but not herself. She knew the woman was no good, and what ever was in that breifcase was dangerous. She would stop them.

"Zed, don't let her trick you! You're not a monster! I told you that! Don't listen to her!" She was straining nerself, maintaining the kight bubble, and her light skin, while trying to talk Zed out of it. "Please Zed!" She begged

"Humans... Flesh and blood, so fragile." The demon spoke as it approached Niesha, taking note of the woman who managed to get some sort of brief case. Niesha tried to speak to the demon but to no avail. T edged closer and closer, dragging its huge blades on the ground.. Suddenly, the murderer appeared behind Niesha, attempting to incapacitate her. However, the girl was quite quick and dodged the attack in time.

"That is my prey, filthy human!" The demon roared as it flew towards the murderer, spinning in midair. As it came nearer to the murderer, the demon unleashed two quick strikes, one below and one aimed at the head.

After delivering the blows, Zed backed off, landing an equidistant from all 3 people with him. Suddenly, choirs of Niesha's voice scorned him.

"Actually, I like that female whore now. It's making such great hatred rise." The demon chuckled as another yet warmer voice chimed in.. Telling Zed that he was not a monster. The monster felt the hatred boil down.

"The girl is right, fool! You are a monster! Don't bother!" The demon screamed.

"I am not! I am not a monster, Niesha said so!"

"Listen to what she is saying now! You almost sliced her neck clean off!"

"No! It was because of you! That was not my fault!"

"Oh really? Don't you think that Niesha hates you now? She will never come to accept a demon such as you!"

"No! She said she wasn't disgusted! You are the fool!"

"Do you really think that it was sincere? She just pitied you! No one would ever tell a dying man that he was dying... Neither would she tell a monster like you that you are one, except behind your back."

Suddenly, Zed's voice vanished.

"I win."

The demon lunged at Niesha but as quickly, stopped midair.

"Why does he keep fighting back when it comes to you? And the sight of you being hurt drives him mad..." The demon growled as the partial mutation on his face vanished... Zed was back.

"Niesha! We need to run, we can't take them all... Not when i'm an enemy as well.." Zed spoke softly as he released the pressurized gale, sending a flurry of boxes across the room.

"Follow me!" Zed flew outside as he headed for his shack outside of the district. "I can't keep this up any longer."

iesha was prepared to die. She was prepared to do so, even though she didn't know what was going on. It had seemed that Zed was now an enemy, but she didn't believe that. Zed was good, even if something in him wasn't.

When he flew towards her, she involuntary snapped her eyes shut. When no blow came, she opened them.

"Why does he keep fighting back when it comes to you? And the sight of you being hurt drives him mad..." 

Niesha looked up, slightly fearful, but she saw that it was Zed,. She let out a breath.

"Niesha! We need to run, we can't take them all... Not when i'm an enemy as well.." 

"You've not my enemy" she said, her voice shaking slightly. She followed him, leaping out, light forming instantly to catch her. She angled up, and followed

((Edited))

As if in slow-motion, Eddy watched the simultaneous attacks of the ball of light and blades head straight for him. Calculating the timing and the impact he saw the ball would hit him in the abdomen and the blade would cut him in the helmet. As if in the matrix he moved his body to the side quickly, as the ball of light grazed him across the stomach and left a black mark on his Prometheum armor. At the same time he razed both his forearms to shield his face from the slash. Whatever it was made of, he hoped it couldnt cut Prometheum. The blades slammed into his forearms with brute force but no cutting power. He would keep his arms and stomach but with some nasty bruises and what felt like a burn to his abdomen. The second strike was aimed lower, bringing his shin up, he blocked it with a right check, deflecting the blow off te slopes of his armor. Jumping back he watched as the boy began creating a whrlwind of some sort and flew out the hole woth the girl. Quickly, Eddy drew his sniper rifle and took a shot at them.

Zed flew to his shack, still in his demonic form. His face was slowly turning into the demon again. He had to get rid of his form before he completely lose it... His sanity was as unstable as ever... His great wings soared through the air as he landed on the ground. He turned to Niesha, his eyes slowly turning yellow.

"I'm sorry you had to see almost all of my mutations. I'm sorry for almost killing you. It's getting stronger, I need to control of it." Zed's soft voice was slowly turning deep, a sign of incoming possession. "I'm going to devolve myself. Sorry, for sending you on a goose chase. I didn't expect the other man to be there. I almost... damn it." Zed cursed as he first devolved his wings, sending an extreme trail of intense coughs to surge... Zed was spitting out blood as he further devolved his arms, revealing long and deep lacerations. Due to Muog Torso still active, the wounds were slowly healing. Zed fell to the grassy floor, the ground seeping some of his blood.

"I might die here, but please, don't die yet... Not when villains still rule." Zed smiled beneath his bandaged face as he devolved his torso, turning his skin from metallic-diamond to the normal human flesh. Zed felt his lungs crave for air, the feedback had started. He gasped and gasped but only so little air went inside his system. What was happening? Zed's eyes opened in realization... He remembered seeing the murderer take a shot at him... It must have pierced through his skin through one of the cracks and went straight to his lung... He shouldn't have devolved his chest yet... too late...

"I miscalculated... the life... of a hero... was never for me.." Zed chuckled, his pale skin turning paler by the second. "Hey Niesha... If I was as powerful as you... would I have lived longer?" the lad coughed as his breaths slowed...

Niesha felt helpless as she watched this happen. She didn't like that feeling, she knelt so she was next to Zed, letting the light that had enveloped her fade, when he started to cough, she reached out, wincing at the cuts on his arms. "Oh, Zed" she whispered,

She wasn't powerful, she just was. She acted out of hope, out of fear, out of just wanting to do something. She gathered the light within her, reaching out to touch one of his hands, "I am not going to die here, and if I have my way, you won't either. I wont lose the first person I've ever stood up for" she said, "I'm not powerful, I'm just a fool"

She formed the the power, the ability ti heal, turning the light into god knows what to its healing ability. She didn't know what was wrong, but hopefully whatever she was doing would help.

she sent the healing power to Zed, "please,,," she whispered

Eddy lowered his sniper rifle after he successfully hit the boy in the lung. It wasn't a confirmed killshot but it would have to do. Slowly he holstered his rifle on his back and felt the pain in his arms and abdomen. Slowly he opened and closed his hands stiffly he could still use his hands, but the bruises hurt a lot. The burn on his abdomen stinged, he needed to focus his body's healing rate. Sitting down on a nearby box, he removed his helmet and set it down next to him, fresh air. Slowly breathing in and out his arms began to shake as he focused his body's natural healing rate to his injuries. He glanced up at the vendor, she still had the briefcase, good. The bruises would heal in a few hours and he would have to get a closer look at his abdomen when he had the chance. Standing up he felt the pain in his abdomen, "We have to go, the authorities will be on this spot in approximately 10 minutes."

Miss Spunky and Street Cleaner Zed finally left and MindWarp was very glad to see them go. But would have been even happier if they didn’t leave a parting gift. The gale of wind very nearly caused a few of the crates to slam into her and they would have if she hadn’t been paying attention and gotten out of the way in time. The building was a mess but surprisingly MindWarp was unscathed save for the burn on her cheek caused by Miss Spunky’s light whip. But she could have been in a lot worse condition if it wasn’t for the buyer, Mr Master Chief. Speaking of which, he had taken off his helmet, a sign that he was probably hurt. However MindWarp kept silent, he seemed like the macho type, ‘no pain no gain.’
“Roger that. Lead the way.” She said when he spoke to her, still partly miffed about his earlier comment.