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Re: (Re)Destroy/(Re)Build IC

Postby Draken30000 » Sun Oct 27, 2013 2:05 pm

From his position on the ground, a goodly distance from the huge mound of explosives, Nihlus merely gazed emptily at the top of the tower of C4. He could see figures atop it, but he couldn't quite make out their faces. He squinted, trying to get a better look, though he had no idea why he felt the need to. The figures gradually came into focus and...the dark beast's void-like eyes widened. He recognized several of the figures. But by recognized he meant they set off his remaining emotions. One figure had sprouted a dark wing from her body. Nihlus fixated on that wing. Time seemed to be slowing down around him as his ruinous mind processed what he was seeing. When he looked at that wing he felt a phantom pain tingling in his shadow arm.

The other thing he felt was a surge of hatred.

He saw the figure that appeared to be the cause of all the explosives. He elicited some feeling within the beast's psyche, but it was neither rage, hate, nor sorrow. As such, the feeling was brushed aside almost as quickly as it had surfaced. Then he saw the girl, retreating into the strange construct that had appeared on top of the C4 mound. More phantom pains laced their way across his body. Rage boiled up to mingle with hate and the ire of the shadow monster was reborn. Tentacles writhed to life, lashing out at anything nearby and leaving deep gashes in the buildings and rubble around him. With a deep hiss that crescendoed into a roar, Nihlus was ready to leap back into the fray.

Unfortunately the fray decided to leap at him.

The explosion flashed impossibly bright and loud, but the light did nothing to the chasms that were Nihlus's eyes. He gazed into that encroaching fire and roared his challenge to it; however the explosion's power would not be quelled by a mere battle cry. In fact, Nihlus was beneath its heat, not worthy of a graceful death by fire. Chunks of building, rebar, stone, and pavement were launched at the tentacled creature. Still roaring, Nihlus held his ground. First a chunk of pavement crashed into his shoulder, knocking it back but not displacing him. Then a bit of debris whacked into his leg, causing him to stumble back. Attempting to advance did nothing to stop the thick pipe-like rebar from lodging itself in his gut. Then a wall of road was hurtling towards him and he could not hold out.

There was a crash and then darkness took the beast.
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Re: (Re)Destroy/(Re)Build IC

Postby Birdofterror » Sun Oct 27, 2013 10:14 pm

Dust clears and Damian finds himself half conscious amidst hundreds of piles of rubble. His sight is unfocused and every bone in his body screams in pain.

"I... won't... let it... end like this..." He mutters to himself, struggling with all his might to even turn his head. Blood and bruises coating his entire body. He should be thankful for his life, but all he can feel is pain. Even his own power over the golden aura is shot, he cannot conjure anything.

"There's always..." He says, trailing off, remembering Nihilus and Ricky.

"A bigger asshole..."
"It's such a fine line between clever and stupid."

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Re: (Re)Destroy/(Re)Build IC

Postby KazeXDZ » Tue Oct 29, 2013 11:51 am

Alistair heard the explosion from the distance before turning to see it. "Damn, I really hoped people would be more conservative with their powers." he said to himself. "Well, gotta see if there's anyone alive over there." With his power over shadows, Alistair created a platform approximately half the size of a surf board before climbing on it to ride. He saw where the explosion had been and flew in that direction. When he arrived, he saw the aftermath. He went for the big pile of rubble first and began using his control over shadows to pull the pieces away. After digging enough, he saw Nihlus, which he then attempted to pull from the rubble. If Nihlus attacked, he'd raise a few shields to hold him in place. If Nihlus did anything else, he would walk over to the fallen piece of street and begin digging the bodies from there to check if they were alive. "I hope one of these people has the power I need." he said to himself, pulling the other 2 bodies from the rubble.
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Re: (Re)Destroy/(Re)Build IC

Postby Belwicket » Tue Oct 29, 2013 12:14 pm

Luna laid on the ground, watching her arm slowly heal. "Where are we and how will we get back?" she asked, her teeth gritting through the pain. "If Carrie is dead, I will detroy Ricky." She looked to Tialla with a frown. "And you won't get away free either." She stood and stared at the girl without a leg. "For now, though, you are my only ally." She pulled out a roll of medical wraps before kneeling to begin wrapping her leg, or what was left of it, if she let her.
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Re: (Re)Destroy/(Re)Build IC

Postby Snow Diggity » Tue Oct 29, 2013 8:54 pm

Tialla allowed the girl to wrap her up gritting her teeth from the sting of having her damn leg blown off!


" The . . . The tiki head brought us back to street level when it was blasted from the rooftop ."

" Our first objective more than anything else-" Tialla winces from the pain in her leg* "-Should be looking for Carrie, provided she is in fact post mortem, then I shall be of aide to you in bringing her back once any and all other obstacles are removed"

When the wrapping is done Tialla lifts up on one leg, and begins to levitate again, not really feeling the loss of her limb as much as someone who walks would.
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Re: (Re)Destroy/(Re)Build IC - Night Falls

Postby Vegedus » Wed Oct 30, 2013 10:18 am

Nothing. Again. Carrie's power was as exhausted as it had ever been. Nothing was happening. A wave of sorrow hit her, washing over her whole body, causing it all to shake. She had nary but a seconds to live, but it felt like an eternity as the profound sense of guilt and pity for the next universe grew inside her like a tumor. She had failed. The whole of her life's work, of her family, of the rebuilders, had been for nothing, and lives beyond counting would suffer from it. Suffer not the empty serenity that had been given to those of her universe, but something much worse. She looked at Ricky, tears forming in her eyes, not with hate, but disgust. Someone like him could be the last to live, someone like him could become the god of the next world. Carrie could not stomach the thought, yet there it was. Her father had often said there were many fates worse than death, and she had believed him. She had lived by that creed even, but only now did she truly understand.

Light and fire erupted around her, drowning all other colors out but white. In it, she could see it, a line of incorporeal, fanged teeth, grinning at her. "Too bad, you lose" was all the Voice had to say, before the light erased her from the world.


Dean was out for a minute. His head had been sandwiched between two layers of concrete, as well burned through the cracks. As he came to, he felt an odd numbness. His whole body was in agonizing pain, he had no doubt about it, but it did not seem to affect him. His vision seemed to be the only sense really working. He pushed chunks of debris off himself, slowly and groggily getting on his feet. He saw Damian to one side, obviously severely hurt, but made no effort to help him. With rising lucidity, he looked at the site where a building had previously been. Dean had seen Carrie on top of it. Why, he knew not, but she had been there. And it was not there. And neither was she.

He knew he should not care too much. They had never been friends. She had always been a bossy asshole. But she was all he had left, all that remained of his past, all that proved that he had had a life before this waking nightmare.

"CARRRIEE!!" he screamed with a force that seemed to move the air. And again he screamed it, cutting it off in the middle with a cough, a vocal cord damaged. No answer. He turned his head, his eyes finding Luna and Tialla. She had been with them.

Dean began walking with determined steps towards them. What was left of the pavement ruptured near every step he took. His face and and throat was burned and lacerated and his eyes filled with anger.

"Where. THE FUCK. IS SHE?!"
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Re: (Re)Destroy/(Re)Build IC

Postby Belwicket » Wed Oct 30, 2013 11:54 am

Luna frowned as she looked at her arm. As she had been wrapping Tialla's leg, she hadn't been paying attention. She examined the stub of what had once been her most deadly weapon. "And it had to be my right arm." she sighed. She heard the movement of rubble and looked over to see a new person, one she didn't recognize at first, digging out the shadow monster. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." she called to him. Then Dean came stomping over. That told her they weren't too far from the blast. Before he got too close, she pointed her fingers at him. "Calm down, boy, I don't know where she is. I want to find her more than you do so you can shut up and follow me or look for her on your own." Without waiting for a reply, she began walking to where the building had once been. "You never told me your name or how your power works." she said, looking to Tialla.
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Re: (Re)Destroy/(Re)Build IC

Postby Snow Diggity » Wed Oct 30, 2013 9:26 pm

Tialla turned to the boy,

"Your friend is more than likely dead, we were surprise attacked by someone who is more than likely dead themself . Fortunately for you, she was both an asset, and important to Luna, so I'm currently mentally working all angles to figure out the simplest way of reanimating her."

She knew this wasn't going to satisfy Dean, after all he shared a weakness most of them shared, emotions, specifially attachments to others.

" If you, or Luna feel the need to blame someone, blame that man up there who eviscerated that building. You want Carrie back? Fine. You want to live in a world where you don't have to worry about losing your life? And not have to see Carrie die? Fine. But you'll have to help me, I'd rather not sully my hands with any more blood anymore, but I do fully intend to protect Luna and anyone else who can aide me. "

Then turning to Luna and answering her question, whilst waving her hands.

" Simple, I'm god, if I want something to happen, it does "

" Lets see Carrie's actions just before the large explosion went off "

Moments after Tialla snaps her fingers a large 1920's projector comes crashing down to the ground, depicting Carrie's final moments in black and white silent picture finesse.

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Re: (Re)Destroy/(Re)Build IC

Postby Draken30000 » Wed Oct 30, 2013 10:48 pm

Darkness and pressure bearing down on him...the position was familiar to Nihlus. It was almost as if he had been buried by rubble before. Oh wait.

In that moment, Nihlus lacked the strength or resolve to extract himself from the pile of wreckage that had pinned him. He simply lay there, the madness that had consumed his mind swirling around his psyche. He hardly thought, he merely existed in his insanity. Maybe he would have stayed that way forever, buried until the world ended. Fate, however, had other plans for the shadow beast. A tiny beam of light pierced the darkness around him. The ray shone down to contrast the pitch black essence that was his forehead. More and more rays of light infiltrated his tomb until a person he did not recognize (or just didn't set off any of his remaining emotions) pulled him from the shadows. Nihlus's eyes were closed but after becoming exposed to the open sir they blinked open once more. The bright purple voids that were his eyes slowly looked around. They stopped briefly on the one who had freed him before a realization hit him.

The void-like eyes descended to observe his body. What he saw would have caused any other sane person to collapse in horror. His body was a ruin of gashes and gaping wounds. Wispy shadows leaked from the cuts and slashes. His abdomen was a mass of tentacles knotting together in a an attempt to repair the damage done. All of this registered to Nihlus. He looked back up. Close by were several other people. He recognized two of them. First was Dean. He was enraged. Nihlus did not care. Dean did not spark any emotion within him. The second was Luna. At first nothing happened, but for some reason the monster's gaze lingered on the girl as she walked away. There was a flash in the beast's mind. A bone sword biting into his chest. A look of defiance. A girl defending his prey.

The fires of rage ignited within the creature. The tentacles that protruded from all over his body began to writhe again, slowly at first but gradually with more ferocity. A low growl escaped the demon's throat as he turned and slowly began to trod towards Luna. She was walking away, and at a faster pace no less. His wretched mouth dropped open and a rasping hiss escaped his throat. The mouth closed as a look of frustration came over Nihlus's face. Again the mouth opened and again the rasping hiss sounded forth. Then the mouth began to change angles, producing different hisses and growls. Eventually a coherent sound was formed.

"...Don't...you...walk...away..." His words were barely louder than a whisper, so of course Luna would not hear him from this distance. When NIhlus realized this his face contorted with rage. He may not be able to speak but he could roar; and roar he did. Tentacles whipped out to grab at any loose object around the shadow monster before flinging said objects at Luna (and consequently Tialla) sending a rain of projectiles in their direction.

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Re: (Re)Destroy/(Re)Build IC

Postby KazeXDZ » Thu Oct 31, 2013 11:05 am

Alistair saw the shadow beast begin heading for a small group. At first glance he didn't recognize any of them. However, they were still people. He created the largest blade he could from the shadows around him and brought it down in front of the monster. The strike would possibly sever any tendrils in front of him. He looked at the purple eyes with a frown. "And ye harm none, do what ye will." he quoted and he stood straighter, reaching to grab one of Nihlus' tentacles. If they were made of shadows, as they appeared to be, he would turn it into another sword, aiming this one for his shoulder to pin him down. He then realized he recognized Luna's voice. He didn't dare take his eyes of his enemy, though, in fear it would leave him open to attack.

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Re: (Re)Destroy/(Re)Build IC

Postby Belwicket » Thu Oct 31, 2013 11:35 am

Luna frowned as she stopped and looked at Tialla. "That is not what I meant." she said glaring at her before seeing the fight in her peripheral. "Dammit, boy, I told you that's not a good idea!" Without hesitation, she ran towards Nihlus and aimed her arm and nub at it. Glancing at her nub, she growled before putting it back down. Trying to blind the monster, she shot 2 of her bones at its eyes.

   Loss of sight (temp +2), Disoriented (+2), Fatigue (+1), Bones in right arm uncontrollable (+2)   
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Re: (Re)Destroy/(Re)Build IC

Postby Vegedus » Thu Oct 31, 2013 3:27 pm

Dean was still scowling and gritting his teeth when the projectors image was shown. But there it was, in black and white. Both Luna and Tialla had tried to save Carrie. She herself had been intent on staying. and the culprit had been blown far away. He gave a deep sigh and multiple clanking sounds followed from out a broken window nearby. The sound of metal on stone. Dean completely ignored the chaos unfolding behind him, as an old battle started anew, simply staring at the ground in front of him. His rage was replaced by weariness. And loneliness. Surrounded by murderous people he could not trust farther than the distance he could himself kill them from. Errant thoughts strayed into his mind, of his best friend Vincent, dead, of his family, dead. Damian was the closest thing to someone trust-worthy, by merit of having had a single conversation with him. These people, those around him, could kill each other, for all he cared.

"You think you can avoid more bloodshed? Yeah right." Dean mumbled solemnly, loud enough to hear, more stating than provoking.
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Re: (Re)Destroy/(Re)Build IC

Postby Snow Diggity » Thu Oct 31, 2013 7:10 pm

"No, not really, I did say I'd like to, but some obstacles simply have to be . . cut down"

She sits down on air, still floating in the air conversing with the boy

"I mean, I can understand murder, plain and simple, especially right now of all times. What I think even you understand is the need for patience, even if somewhere in your mind you wanted to kill me, it would make more sense to help me, seeing as I just want this tedious little thing to end. Maybe you would rather kill me than see if I'm lying right? You'd still do better to wait until the rest of us have thinned out.''

She lifted herself upright and was now levitating in front of him

"So, you could die here , and try to attack me, or. You can help bring back your friend. "

"Whats it going to be?"
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Re: (Re)Destroy/(Re)Build IC

Postby Vegedus » Fri Nov 01, 2013 7:45 pm

"Don't you think I would have attacked you before, if that was what I really wanted to?" Dean sighed. "Maybe later..."

He sat down on the spot, legs folded. She could lord over him with her levitation if she wanted. He crossed his arms as well, feeling cold. The idea of bringing Carrie back was nagging in his mind, bringing his thought back to what he had been taught as part of the Rebuilders.

"She can't be brought back." he said in a very low tone, still staring at the ground in front of him. At Tialla's shadow and a little pool of blood getting bigger under her bandaged leg. "Her soul or spirit or whatever has already been absorbed into the world. Become one with the noise. At best you could puppet a body resembling her, but it wouldn't actually be a real person..."
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Re: (Re)Destroy/(Re)Build IC

Postby KazeXDZ » Fri Nov 01, 2013 11:19 pm

Alistair saw the shots hit its head, neither doing any real damage, before using a second sword to swing at it. The attack barely cut it but it should have been enough to allow Alistair to jump back behind Luna, finally recognizing his old friend and coven leader. He noticed her nub and got angry, using his anger to fuel the power behind his swings, none making any real damage, just leaving scratches and small cuts.
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Re: (Re)Destroy/(Re)Build IC

Postby Belwicket » Sat Nov 02, 2013 1:10 am

Luna focused as she saw Alistair holding him back. She turned the bones in her fingers into long claws, waiting for them to regrow before jumping at Nihlus, scratching at his face, being clumsy with her left hand. At the time, Alistair was behind her, she continued scratching at him, not getting far with her short claws. If she hadn't lost her arm, she would've made a sword and would've been much better in a fight. That gave her an idea. She dropped the claws as she jumped back, allowing Alistair to make his attacks, as she turned the bones in her lower leg into a sword, pulling out a katana-like blade and holding it backwards. With another attack, she aimed to cut off some of the other tentacles.
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Re: (Re)Destroy/(Re)Build IC

Postby Snow Diggity » Sat Nov 02, 2013 7:36 am

" No, ther- hold on, damn that man"

" My wounded leg should cease to bleed now"

immediately around her leg was a circle of fire, which slowly cauterized the wound, Tialla couldn't help but scream the pain was too much for her to remain stoic, but it was better than simply bleeding to death. When the deed was done , she regained her composure and started to talk again.

"Now, as I said . . . It's not that impossible, from what I've witness before from others I've been forced to kill, generally speaking, physics and time do still apply . Meaning anyone of us could have, or may already have, come back to save her. Besides, don't act like you yourself wouldn't try thinking of any and all possible loopholes to try and save her. "

"This damned blood loss has made me pretty weak, combined with the levitation and the projector I made after my leg was blown off, and I'll be done for a little while, at least until I can re circulate my blood. This would have been alot easier without that damned man blowing everything to high heaven ."
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Re: (Re)Destroy/(Re)Build IC

Postby Draken30000 » Sat Nov 02, 2013 6:51 pm

Lashing tentacles whipped forward, bent on maiming all in their path. They were met with bones and more shadows, dark creations like estranged family members resisting their advance. Luna and Alistair sliced apart tentacle after tentacle, but more always took their place. The deadly dance continued, but Nihlus was slowly losing ground. Closer and closer his foes came, batting away his attacks as they advanced. Faster and faster they moved, more quickly than his fatigued body could create new shades. His mind was hazy, he couldn't...focus properly. Then Alistair ducked under a bladed tentacle and was upon him. Forced now to move of his own accord, Nihlus lunged backwards as a blade of darkness nicked his body. Another swipe left a shallow cut in his demonic arm. A blunt tentacle erupted from his shoulder to slam into his foe's weapon, sending him stumbling backwards; but suddenly the bone girl was upon him as well. More cuts laced his body as he only barely managed to move in time. Attempting to take his opponent by surprise, Nihlus swung his left leg in a kick. Mid-flight, a tentacle snaked its way down from his knee to give his limb a sharp edge, also extending its length in the process. The kick was timed to meet the bone katana that Luna had produced with a clash.

The shadow beast leaped back, attempting to gain some distance. It was at this time that he saw something further past the two fighting him. He saw a projection, of the girl with the annihilating wings being killed. His eyes widened. This image set off something within his broken mind. The woman had died, but not by his hand. Hate surged up to mix with the flames of rage. The creature's body began to shake as he clenched his only remaining fist tight. He no longer cared who or what was in front of him; he had been denied his revenge. Even if he no longer remembered why he hated her, he would not stop until everything was dead, or he was. The beast's head snapped back and let out a roar like no other (Only listen to the first five seconds).

From the stump that was his other arm there was an explosion of shadowy mist, then a gigantic mass of tentacles shot from the wound. They continued to extend, stopping exactly thirty meters away from Nihlus, not a millimeter further. They also extended up the same distance. From these initial tendrils more extended, knotting together over each other and protruding straight ahead at random intervals. The result was a veritable spiked wall of darkness. With another cry the effect was mirrored on his other side. The walls almost resembled wings. One final roar heralded what could have been the shadow demon's final strike. From these "walls" and Nihlus's body itself shot countless shards of darkness. These were not "bullets." They were not "daggers" or "swords" of darkness. These were javelins of shadow. A rain of sharp death hurtled towards Luna and Alistair.

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Re: (Re)Destroy/(Re)Build IC

Postby KazeXDZ » Sun Nov 03, 2013 10:49 am

In a quick thought, Alistair created a wall piece in front of Luna and a shield for himself to hold up to the flying javelins. He knew he had to protect the others from this monster so he began moving back away from Nihlus as quickly as he could. Once close enough, if Dean and Tialla were still in the open, he would create wall pieces in front of them to protect them. Since he had gotten rid of both weapons he had made, he tried to catch a javelin flying past. On his third try, despite having a sore hand, he caught the weapon, morphed it a bit, and threw it back faster, aiming for the monster's heart.

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Re: (Re)Destroy/(Re)Build IC

Postby Belwicket » Sun Nov 03, 2013 11:14 am

Luna flattened herself against the wall. She knew it was dangerous for Alistair but she had yet to see the boy's face. As he moved back to protect the other two, she began pulling out the bones from her right hip and leg, simultaneously making a trio of thin, long, lightweight bone spears. She watched the shield of the boy and saw how he'd thrown one of Nihlus' own weapons back at him. She watched him as the bones in her leg regrew. Looking at her nub, she got an idea. She left the spears she made on the ground, ammo for Alistair, as she shot off pieces of bone from her nub like a machinegun until it had gotten to her shoulder. From there, she hid to let her bones regrow again.

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Re: (Re)Destroy/(Re)Build IC - The Grave Beckons

Postby KazeXDZ » Tue Nov 05, 2013 4:47 pm

Alistair watched as his lance missed Nihlus' heart. Instead, it struck the monster in the throat. He ran to Luna's side and grabbed 2 of the spears she'd made before running at the beast, weapons in hand. He slammed them through Nihlus' shoulders, effectively pinning him to the ground before using one of Nihlus' tentacles to throw the third spear to him. Without much effort, he caught the spear and slammed it down into the monster's heart. "Rest in peace, you poor fool." he said sadly. He spun around and looked at his friend. "And, Luna, you look like you've been through hell. What happened?" He calmly approached her, finally letting her see his face.
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Re: (Re)Destroy/(Re)Build IC - The Grave Beckons

Postby Belwicket » Tue Nov 05, 2013 5:09 pm

"Gen?" Luna asked with a gasp. She slowly stepped towards him, a tear falling down her cheek. "Genesis?" She ran at him, looking happy to see him. However, when she got close enough, she leapt in the air and, with her good arm, aimed a punch towards his cheek. If the hit connected, the boy would be knocked to the ground. If not, she would stand straight and glare into his eyes. Either way, she would begin yelling at him. "Where the hell have you been hiding, jackass? I thought everyone else was dead! You couldn't think to give a sign you were still alive? I tried to send messages everywhere, hoping there was another coven member alive somewhere. Did you not get 1? Did you ignore it? If you had been here earlier, you could have helped prevent her death!" She fell to her knees and began crying. It was obvious that it was not the best time to talk to her. After a bit, she sniffled and stomped back towards Dean and Tialla. "We have to find her." she said, not looking at either of them. "We'll look everywhere if we have to, unless someone has a way to find her." She looked directly at Tialla with her last comment. Then she fell over, just laying on the ground, snoring softly. There, she slept.
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Re: (Re)Destroy/(Re)Build IC - The Grave Beckons

Postby Draken30000 » Tue Nov 05, 2013 11:24 pm

His prey had survived. It had taken everything left in the beast to launch that attack; the constant back to back battles had worn on him. The wall of knotted tentacles stayed up, but the volley of missiles slowed. One of his foes broke cover, darting forward.

Fire.

A tentacle spear was shot towards Alistair but the young man ducked out of the way. He continued to sprint, coming ever closer. Nihlus's dim, lidded eyes grew a little wider.

Fire!

Two spears this time, but a side step and another duck left Alistair untouched. It would be mere moments before he was upon Nihlus. His eyes became large with rage.

FIRE!

Three spears....all went wide of their target. The world was becoming blurry and Nihlus swayed on his feet. Everything, the fighting, his fall from what was left of his sanity, the dismemberment, the explosion. All of it had finally caught up to his weary body.

Alistair was upon him.

He vaguely commanded a tendril to defend him, but it moved sluggishly. The bone spears pierced his shoulders, ramming him into the ground. He felt nothing, no pain, and he continued to struggle on. A black appendage snaked up off the ground to lash at Alistair's head, flinging one last spear. This was it, with this he would...

The boy caught it. Without even looking.

There was a thud and a squelching noise as NIhlus's own spear impaled his heart. Mouth hanging open, eyes wide, everything froze for the shadow beast. Then Alistair spoke something that did not reach NIhlus's ears before walking away.

The scene had an eerie beauty to it. Nihlus lay on the ground, a mass of tendrils spread out all around him. When he had fallen, so too had the "walls" he had created. The way he was now, they looked like massive black wings splayed out on the ground. Slowly, starting at the very edges, the shadows began to dissolve. Nihlus simply lay there, not moving, his chest rising and falling slower and slower. The fading was closing in on him. This was it.

Within the confines of the beast's mind, a scene from a time not so long ago returned. A huge dark space with a mass of tentacles writhing in the middle. The mass looked cocoon shaped, and it throbbed like a heart. Not far from this centerpiece lay Nihlus, his breath heaving, looking at the thing in the middle of the "room." From the center of the warped container, a pin prick of light began to grow. It expanded, faster and faster, until it banished the shadows around it. Now Nihlus was the only darkness within the space.

Drake stepped forward and locked eyes with Nihlus. Slowly the shadow beast struggled to his feet to stand face to face with his other half. A hand of black painfully reached forth, coming closer and closer to Drake's face. Before it could touch it, however, it dissolved, falling into a puddle of shadow on the floor with the rest of the beast. Drake merely looked at it.

Back in reality, the wispy shadows that had made up Nihlus's face began to warp and change. After a few seconds they had taken on a familiar likeness. Though obviously a creation of tentacles and darkness, the face was the body's original. The body pinned to floor tugged at its bindings. The decay was closing in on him, but there was something he had to do, had to see. With a supreme effort the body tore itself forward. It gasped as it left chunks of its flesh on the ground. It stood for but a moment before falling to its knees. Slowly the head rose. Drake gazed out at the remaining "players". His dim and dying eyes looked, past Alistair and Luna, past Tialla and her projector, and locked onto Dean. The one person, one thing, that had been with him throughout this journey. The closest thing that the monster had to a friend now that the lunatic was gone. Even he had not quite had the same bond that Drake and Dean had had.

Flashes of memory, of a time before the Cataclysm. Of a young, happy man who loved life. Of a caring family. Of a young girl. Of her corpse....Drake's eyes remained locked on Dean, if he was facing the dying creature then eye contact would be nigh unavoidable. The dissipating darkness had almost reached Drake's body. He spent his last moments locked onto Dean. Then he mouthed a name. The name of the little girl, lost to darkness.

Then he smiled.

Looked up at the blood red sky.

And was gone.
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Re: (Re)Destroy/(Re)Build IC - The Grave Beckons

Postby Vegedus » Wed Nov 06, 2013 8:58 am

"I guess it wouldn't be impossible if someone could travel in time..." Dean replied to Tialla, without letting go of the hopeless tone of voice. "... But we're not even sure there's someone that can do that. I'd rather be moving forward that chasing ghosts."

"That's what she would have wanted" he thought only to himself. It sounded too cliche to say out loud and it was not necessarily true. He never knew her, never really knew what she wanted.

"What we should be doin-" he said, but trailed off, interrupted by a sound of pierced flesh, and meat hitting pavement behind him. Even before he turned around, he could feel something significant had happened. Nihlus was lying on the ground, pierced in three places. And slowly sitting up.

Dean's eyes widened, his jaw hang loose. It was looking at him, he was looking at him. Dean could do nothing but stare, held to Drake's gaze. Until the figure the figure leaned back flat again.

Dean stood up abruptly, turning his back to Tialla. Began walking with slow steps towards the former scene of battle. Past Alistair and Luna without even looking at them. There it was, still boiling under the surface. It had not simply vanished.

"Good work, uh, but... We've killed him once before..." he said quietly, interjecting into their conversation. "Just... Gotta make sure."

He was standing over the body. Not a muscle twitch on it. He pulled one of the spears out of the ground, out of Nihlus' shoulder. Boiling, boiling. Boiling over.

With a scream of exertion, the spear was smashed it into his face. The sound was disgusting. Dean stabbed again. And again, shouting and screaming louder each time. Occasionally half-formed words was mixed into it. Perhaps minutes passed of Dean stabbing and slicing the corpse, hacking off limbs and organs, until no blood or shadow was coming out of the redundant wounds. He continued long after his strength had vaned and the thrusts had become pathetically shallow. Afterwards, Dean just stood there, leaning on the spear, panting and looking down on the red and black pulp, barely recognizable as a humanoid. His pants completely soiled in black goo up to his knees. He only snapped out of it when his eyes caught something else, something he had forgotten. He dropped the spear and ran over.

"Shit! Damian, are you okay?!"
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Re: (Re)Destroy/(Re)Build IC - The Grave Beckons

Postby Birdofterror » Thu Nov 07, 2013 10:12 am

"In so many words...? No." He says, coughing up something black and offputting.

"That beast is finally dead... strange how it was one of us that did all of this damage and not that beast of shadow..." Damian mumbles, shaking his head.

"I probably should have realized our biggest enemies weren't these forces of nature we had no control over, it's people just like us. Let the fallen be a lesson, for both of us..." Damian completely falls unconscious.
"It's such a fine line between clever and stupid."

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