Makurayami

Zain walked through the streets of Centarian, the city where he had been living for the past four years. It was a nice town filled with a mix of races, mostly Angelic Demons but there was a decent amount of other races. Zain had just finished fighting in a cage match in an underground fight club and had won a nice amount of cash. He was now on his way to the market to buy some food to hold himself and Rashield over for a while. Zain looked up to the sky as he walked. The double suns of Enarjun beat down on the planet. Even though there were two suns, they were farther away then other planets, so the heat wasn't unbearable. Zain often found himself looking up to the sky thinking about his past. His struggles on Char, his destroyed home on Earth, his dead friend Rahk, the young Tanna, the being known as Urth, and his enemy Majotte. They were all out there somwhere. If only Zain had the ability to travel to different planets on his own. Zain shook his head and reached into his jacket. He pulled out a cigarette and snapped his fingers, bringing a small flame onto his fingertip. He lit the cigarette and inhaled off of it. It was a habit he had started latly, one that calmed him a bit. The tobacco didn't do any long-term damage to him, thanks to his woodling nature, but he still did experiance to small buzz that came with it. He took another puff as he entered the marketplace, which was full of people today. --------------------------------------------------------- ((Ok, I'm starting this. Since no one signed up to be Ranma or Zennousha, they will be NPCs. They will come in later on, right now we're just going to warm up a bit. Also, to Kevlar, you never signed up, so if you want Tanna to be in this, PM me then post a sign-up sheet in the sign-up topic. This goes for anyone else who wants to join as well. One more thing. Remeber I said this will have a lot less character control then what's the norm here at OB. This includes making other characters talk and do specific actions. Just keep that in mind as you post.))

((Bobby was still in the mess hall...))

After getting used to his room, Bobby had ducked out and decided to walk around the school. He had gone the otherdirection, so he didn't see Teigra enter the room. Bobby had seen the other bed in the room, making three beds, but he thought that since his letter only said he was rooming with wasp that the bed would remain vacant. He figured it was about time and headed to the dingin hall. He saw Teigra and Wasp sitting at a table and sat down next to them after grabbing some food. It was steak and it wasn't that bad. Bobby ate a bit then looked up to Teigra. "What room are you in?" he asked between bites. "359," she replied. "What?! That's my room!" he said. "I did see the other bed, but I figured that since the note hadn't said anything about a third roomy that the bed was just an extra." "Well, aparently it's not an extra," she relpied with a little smile. Bobby just shrugged and continued eating. Then he thought of something else. "Hey, Wasp, how'd you get stuck with two freshmen in your room?" "I offered to train new leaders," Wasp said as he ate. "I am assuming that you're both leaders of your squad." "Well, I am, oddly enough..." Bobby said. "Are you a leader, Teigra?"

((Got a PM from Gawain on the room issue...different from what's posted in here)) He thumbed the paper and found that there were actually two peices stuck together. Bobby handed the one with Teigra's name to here and Booby looked over his sheet of paper. It didn't go with what Marianna had just said. He wasn't rooming with Teigra, which dissappointed him. "Wait a minute, Teigra," he said slowly as his eyes flashed over the paper. "Listen to this: '[i]Your room is number 359. You will be bunking with one of our more experienced team leaders, Wasp, of the Insect Strike Squad.[/i]' I think Marianna messed up cause she was in a hurry. We aren't rooming together." Bobby looked up and saw what he thought was a dissappointed look on Teigra's face. "I'll meet you for dinner, though. '6:00 sharp', ok?" "Ok, see ya' later then," Teigra said and started to walk away. Bobby stood there and watched her walk away. With a sigh he turned to go to his own room. [i]Bobby (Macaw), we are pleased to announce that you have been selected to be the leader of the Jungle Storm Squad. Your underofficers include: Toucan, Stone Rook, and Sparrow. Sparrow is your second-in-command.[/i] Bobby ran over the passage over and over again. He couldn't believe that he was the leader. And that Stone Rook guy, the one he had fought earlier by his recollection, was below him. That was the complete opposite from what Bobby had thought would happen. Bobby shook himself from his thoughts. He was in at his room, number 359. He opened up the door and found a man, probably Wasp, inside sitting on one of the beds. On the other bed was a pile of stuff that Bobby recognized as his mission gear. He grinned. "Guess I'm your roomate," he said as he stepped into the room, the door shutting behind him.

((I'm a bit confused, do we have our mission equipment now or do we get it when we go on missions? And also, I'm assuming we already know our codenames.)) Bobby watched as Rook walked away. He had been a good match, pretty strong and even though Bobby had gotten more hits in, he felt as if the man had merely been testing him. Oh well, if it was that important to him. Bobby looked to Teigra. "You wanna walk with me?" he asked, eager for some company. He enjoyed haning out with others, even though he didn't get to do it much. All the others were uptight and stern. 'The typical assassin attitude,' Bobby thought. But Teigra seemed a bit friendly. Or at least to him she did to him. Maybe she was just testing him too. Bobby hoped she wasn't.

((hugoxx, they were refering to my character, not yours. I'll try to make up for your mistake.)) Bobby spun around as a a new man spoke. He hadn't even heard him come up. Sneaky little bastard. "Listen man," Bobby started, a bit annoyed at the man's attitude and the fact that the girl was talking to him, "she was talking to me. And you just kicked the leopard's butt? I'm sorry, but I just got done doing that. you must be refering to an earlier time when you did it. Geez..." Calming himself, Bobby turned to Teigra. "My name's Bobby. You must be new here as well." Bobby grinned. "So I guess we're sorta classmates." He then turned to the other man that had asked him about sparring. "Yeah, I'm Bobby, as you just heard me said, and about sparring. It sounds like fun, let's do it." Bobby brought up his hands into his fighting stance, a mixture between boxing, street-fighting, and assassin stealth styles. "Come on," he grinned, "let's have some fun."

Bobby walked into the temple, looking around at the great complex. It had taken him almost a year to get here, hopping from boat to plane to envoy to what ever else was coming in this direction. Having no money was a bitch. That was the real reason he wanted to come here. Money. If this job was as good as they said it was, he'd be making serious dough. It'd be a nice change from the nothingness of poverty he was used to. As he walked into the temple behind another man. He walked for a bit behind this guy, looking around at the massive complex as he walked. He sudddenly looked in front of him and stopped himself abrubtly. The guy in front of him was getting in a fight. Bobby hung back and watched. He didn't know these people and didn't feel compelled to help eigther one of them. The fight ended with the man Bobby had followed in winning, pinning the other under his shoe. The man walked off and let the other student get up. Bobby shrugged to himself and walked off, going in a different direction then the man. He started to think about what the lady at the door had said. [i]"We let loose a leopard two weeks ago and haven't heard from six of our students since."[/i] 'Man, it would be a bitch to run into that thing my first day,' Bobby thought to himself. And wouldn't you know it, but as soon as Bobby turned the corner he came face-to-face with a leopard. "You go to be kidding me," Bobby had enough time to shout as he lept back and fell to his back, letting the leopard fly over him in a leap that would of caught Bobby in the throat if he hadn't dodged it. He quickly jumped up and spun, dodging a swipe. He juked one way and ran the other, moving towards the leopard. As he ran by he leapt against the wall, dodging the leopard's leap, and kicked himself off the wall. Using his momentum and speed he planted his foot in the leopard's rib cage. There was a minuscule cracking sounding, eigther bruising the leopard's ribs or just rubbing them together. The leopard flew back a little and immediatly picked himself up. He let out a roar of rage and lunged at Bobby. Bobby reached inside his coat and pulled out a fiv-inch pocket knife handle. He leapt back and pointed it at the leopard. As the leopard came towards him, Bobby hit the button on the handle. The switch-blade flicked out and was burried into the leopard's flesh. Bobby ripped it out, twisting it while doing so to rip out more skin, and took a few steps back. He put his flicked his knife back into its handle and looked back. The leopard was sitting there, licking its wounds and backing away. It knew there was easier prey to find here. It turned around and walked away. Bobby sighed and turned around. And ran straight into another student. ((Opening for whoever wants to take it.))

I suppose you're just running a bit late, but I can't wait for this to begin. It ought to be fun.

[U]Name[/U]: Bobby Dracen [U]Codename[/U]: Macaw [U]Group[/U]: Tropical Birds [U]Age[/U]: 24 [U]Gender[/U]: Male [U]Appearance[/U]: Dark black hair that is cut short, blues eyes, strong jaw with small scar on left side, a built body, stands about 5' 11". Usually wairs jeans with black boots, a red shirt with a black leather coat. [U]Field Gear[/U]: Wairs black pants, boots, a black long-sleeve shirt, with a kevlar-enforced jacket, black gloves, and knees pads/guards. Special harness worn inside coat on top of shirt that holds his ammo and other weapons. Has night-vision goggles that also have heat vision. Small wire with camera hook-up to goggles, 50 feet small wire with compact grapling hook. [U]Weapons[/U]: pistol with silencer - 3 magazines, on loaded two on harness, worn on belt, fully-auto MP5 machine gun - 5 magazines, one loaded four on harness, worn on back, two hunting knives on belt, one on each side, a small bracelet on wrist that holds throwing needles injected with poison, two gernades on harness, two flashbangs on harness. [U]Personality[/U]: Bobby just thinks of assaination as his "job". He is cold and calculating when doing his job, but is actaully a bit friendly when not on a mission. [U]Hobbies[/U]: Bobby enjoys biking, martial arts, basketball, and weight lifting. He also enjoys just talking and "hanging out" when not on a mission. [U]Bio[/U]: As an child, Bobby was an orphan growing up in an orphanage. On his sixteenth birthday he ran away, and started trying to make some money. He got involved with multiple gangs, making money then dissappearing, until he heard whispers about the the assasin temple and decided to go there. After two years or so of traveling, now making him 22, he came to the temple and started his training. He advanced quickly and became the rank he is now.

((Is this going to continue? I really like this idea, but I have nothing more to post.))

Nice to have you along, ShagaMage. I'm hoping for Kevlar to post soon and a few other people maybe (I really want someone to play the gods.)

So, Sandman, does this mean no more mutant stage for Majotte?

Great, our first femal character......ever! The sites are actually download sites. Just click then a download box appears (if that's any help). Yes, you need to download to read it. If you're still having problems, email me, I think its in my profile, and I'll email you the other two.

[COLOR=Navy]The village was on fire. People ran everywhere, screaming and shouting as they tried to save what they could of their lives. In the middle of the village stood a figure. He was a young man, appearing to be in his late teens or early twenties. He was laughing. He held out his hand and powered up a small ki ball. With a laugh, the ki ball suddenly expanded and shot through the city, wiping out a whole section. A few men ran at him, some wielding weapons, others sporting small bits of ki. The young man laughed and waited. One swiped at him with a pike. The young man caught it in his hand and gave a tug, ripping the man off of the ground. The pike swung around and the man flew off the end and into the air. A small ki ball ripped through his chest, instantly killing him. The young man smiled and twirled the pike, daring the others to come at him. They did, all at once. The young man dodged a hit and planted the pike in the ground. He lifted himself off the ground and spun around the pike, kicking three men in the chests, instantly killing them. He then landed and pulled the pike up, launching it into a man?s chest. He then held out his hand behind his back and shot a beam at the man who was behind him, disintegrating his head. The young man dropped the pike and started walking. He exited the village, which was almost completely burned down by now, and walked to the hill just outside. There was a temple on top of the hill. The young man walked up to it and opened the door. The hinges creaked in protest and a few spiders scurried away. Obviously the temple hadn?t been used in a while. The young man walked in as the door slammed behind him. It was dark but a torch near the altar illuminated a statue and a pool of water next to the statue. The statue was of Zennousha, a god worshipped on many planets. ?I?ve finished the last village, my lord,? the young man said, kneeling before the statue. There was a sudden flash and the torch went out, leaving everything dark. But the statue started to glow a faint crimson glow, almost like the color of blood. There was a great creaking sound and the statue began moving and speaking. ?Welcome back, my son,? the statue said. ?Hello, my lord,? the young man said in a polite tone. He was completely different from the person he had been in the village. ?I?ve wiped out the last major village on this planet.? ?Good work, Ranma,? Zennousha replied. ?It?s been a long time since we talked? ?Yes, it has my lord,? Ranma replied, ?Nearly four years. I?ve prepared two planets for your coming ion the time.? ?Very good,? Zannousha mused. ?Ranma, remember when I told you of your brother Jukunen?s death?? ?Old Jukunen? Yes, I remember him well. Not very strong, but smart. He was suppose to conquer some planet name Earth but came into some resistance. He was working on the planet for over eight years.? ?Yes, and he died. But I have some other news to tell you. Kairiki is dead.? ?Kairiki!? Dead!? But, how? He was immensely strong!? Ranma shouted. ?Kairiki settled on to a planet name Char and set himself up as ?The King?. He started breeding gladiators to become an army to lead to way for my coming, but he became lazy and was killed, Char itself destroyed. But more importantly, the same people responsible for Kairiki?s death were the ones involved in Jukunen?s death.? ?Who are they, my lord? I will hunt them down and kill them.? ?No, you have to prepare more planets. Just a few more and I can bring myself into the material world, where my power will be unmatched.? ?Yes, my lord, but at least tell me their names so if I hear of them in my travels I can kill them.? ?Fine. They are known as Zain, believed dead, Urth, though also known as Erutan, Majotte, though he is also believed dead, and Tanna Jr. Now go and prepare all for my coming.? ?Yes, my lord...my father,? Ranma bowed and walked to the pool of water next to the statue. A look of concentration crossed his face. His ki spiked dramatically, though there was no appearance of it, as he continued to stare at the pool. Suddenly Ranma was bathed in a crimson glow. He fell forward and fell into the pool, not making a splash as he entered. His body fell through the water and into the dimension between planets, where he could choose his next destination. As Ranma fell into the pool, Zannousha smiled to himself. ?Jukunen was wisdom and Kairiki was strength. Both can become corrupted, and so they did. But you, Ranma, you?re chaos. Chaos, pure, blissful chaos, can never become corrupted. So go now, my child of chaos, and sow the seeds for my coming. The seeds of misery, corruption, disease, and suffering. ?Go and spread my [I]infection[/I]!?[/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkOrange]-------------------------------------------------------------- Ok, for those of you who are new to the To Find the Infection (TFTI) series, here's some basics. 1. It's based in a semi-DBZ world. We use ki and saiyans a bit, but we also through in demons and swords and other things. It is not connected to the DBZ anime/manga show what-so-ever. So don't try to do something like that, you'll be asked to leave. 2. This RPG will excerise a lot less character control then what is common here at OB. Please keep this in mind. 3. This is the third in a series, but it does not mean you cannot join without know the other ones. This RPG will be connected to the other two TFTI's, but it will also be a RPG on its own. The point we're starting at makes it extremely easy for others to join. It's four years after the end of TFTI2. 4. If you're new and you're thinking bout joining, great! We love to have you on board. But, we would like if you read the first two. The links are: [center][URL=http://www.freewebs.com/bgstk/To%20Find%20the%20Infection.rtf]To Find the Infection[/URL] and [URL=http://www.freewebs.com/bgstk/To%20Find%20the%20Infection%202%20Gladiator.rtf]To Find the Infection 2: Gladiator[/URL][/center] Their converted, fun to read (I'm re-reading them myself) and make this one make more sense. Just click then download. It will download in rich-text format. 5. Characters that we need to have filled are: [CENTER]Ranma (very nice to have someone be him, otherwise he'll be made an NPC) Zennousha (though he will only be a person behind the curtain at first, he'll become really near the endish-middleish; without anyone playing him, he will be made an NPC) [/CENTER][/color] [COLOR=DarkRed]--------------------------------------------- The sign-up sheet is as follows: [B]Name[/B] - your name [B]Pronunciation [/B] - how to pronounce your name [B]Age[/B] - how old are you [B]Sex [/B] - male or female [B]Race[/B] - what species? [B]Height [/B] - how tall are you [B]Weight[/B] - how heavy are you [B]Hair color [/B] - what's your hair color [B]Hair style [/B] - how's your hair sit on you head [B]Eyes [/B] - eye color [B]Body [/B] - how's your body build [B]Weapons [/B] - tools for fighting that you carry with you [B]Clothes[/B] - what are you wairing [B]Distinguished marks[/B] - scars, stuff like that [B]Special Powers [/B] - unique abilities that others may not be able to do [B]Handicaps [/B] - Things that you can't do but others (unfortunately) can [B]Transformations[/B] - what can you turn into (ex. - SSJ) [B]Special Moves [/B] - special moves that are unique to you [B]Bio [/B] - your past[/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkGreen]------------------------------------------------- And here is my personal sign-up form: [B]Name[/B] - Zain [B]Pronunciation [/B] - zAin (long A) [B]Age[/B] - 23 [B]Sex [/B] - male [B]Race [/B] - Saiyain/Woodling, infused with Angelic Demon blood [B]Height[/B] - 6'1" [B]Weight [/B] - 175lbs [B]Hair color[/B] - red with dark black streaks [B]Hair style [/B] - long and spiky, but the spikes all point down. His hair is bit past his shoulders, but he usually keeps the back tied up in a ponytail. When he does this he leaves a bit in the front, which falls around his face. [B]Eyes[/B] - black with golden rims [B]Body[/B] - built, buff [B]Weapons[/B] - A long sword that has a curved tip, making it a scimitar. The hilt is made of a material that looks and feels like black ivory, except more durable. There is a green stone set into the bottom of the hilt's hand. [B]Clothes[/B] - black pants and black combat boots with a green shirt and a black leather jacket over the shirt. His sword is worn on his belt in a scabbard and he has a small green orb hanging by a string around his neck. Black fingerless gloves are worn on his hands. [B]Distinguished marks[/B] - A 4-inch scar that is shaped like a feather on his right calf, received when Rahk grew his leg back from his feather. Burn scars on his hands and arms, received from Majotte's Dimension Sphere attack on Char. [B]Special Powers[/B] - Zain can sense power levels extremely well. He can even take it a step forward and sense their actual life-forces. Life-forces are extremely detailed, and Zain can tell race, sex, and even age from life-forces. He can do this because he is part Woodling. Zain can also manipulate nature a bit. [B]Handicaps [/B] - Zain depends on his green pendent to keep the evil side of his angelic demon powers in check. [B]Transformations[/B] - SSJ, SSJ2, SSJ3, Angelic Demon form, Angelic Demon SSJ, ADSSJ2, ADSSJ3, can turn into an elemental when seriously injured and comes in contact with an element of nature [B]Special Moves -[/B] [U]Elemental slash [/U] - uses his weapon and flies around opponent at high speeds using the elements of lightning, ice, fire and wind he inflicts heavy damage and shock, frostbite, burns, and wind cuts (wind cuts are cuts that have the wind blow through them so they hurt more.) [U]Lightning drill[/U] - a bolt of lightning strikes Zain's arm and forms a drill around it. The drill can be used as a close combat weapon or it can be shot at someone. [U]Ultimate Ki Slash[/U] - Zain focuses ALL of his energy on his weapon and delivers a devastating blow (this is often used as a finisher) [U]Fusion Blast[/U] - Zain places his left hand on top of his right and points his right palm at his target. He shoots two beams, one of ki energy and the other of dark ki energy (the ki power of angelic demons), at his opponent. The two ki beams spiral around each other and delivers great damage. [B]Bio[/B] - (EARLIER LIFE FOUND IN TFTI AND TFTI2) Upon arrival onto Rahk's home planet of Enarjun, Zain was found and graciously nured back to health. He is now living with a nice old angelic demon woman, Rashield, who happens to be Rahk's mother. As fate would have it, she was the one that found Zain half dead. Zain trains frequently and fights in many tournaments, both illegal and legal, around the world to support himself and the kind old woman that has housed him. He is starting to regain his kindness which was stripped from him during his time as a gladiator. The past four years for him has been training and coming to understand his new angelic demon powers that Rahk infused into him. He hasn't told Rashield about his connection with Rahk, only that he knew him and doesn't know where he is now. Zain is also very interested in ways to travel between planets. He has been told that there is one planet that has great technology that enables people to do so, but they rarely visit Enarjun. There is also talk of techniques and other abilities that allow planetary travel, but Zain has been unsuccesful. He painently waits for the advance species to come to Enarjun. He is also ever vigaliant for news of Urth, Majotte, or Tanna Jr. ((Also here are two pics, both badly done, I know, of Zain, one with streaks and one without. The one without looks better but he has streaks in the actual RPG so....meh...[URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v192/SSJ4Gohan/1b252afe.jpg]Zain normal[/URL], [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v192/SSJ4Gohan/a0a074c1.jpg]Zain with streaks (the real one from the sign-up.)[/URL]))[/COLOR]

Omrie wondered the halls of the great school. No one really gave him hassle for being out at night and if they did Omrie knew how to hide in the shadows so no one could find him. It was a trick he had been doing since he was little. He was going over what he had learned when he had returned. -------------FLASHBACK------------------- "Omrie, I need a word with you," the headmaster said. Omrie looked around. Yeua and Satsuki weren't around. It most be important. "What is it?" he asked. "Omrie, your father...don't give me that look. We researched you after you entered. Do you think we would let someone just walk in without any history? Anyways, your father died this morning. I know this may be hard to take, that's why I wanted to tell you alone. I'm sorry." The headmaster nodded and walked away. Omrie stood there, paralyzed. He was going to go see his father before his next mission. Apologize for all he had done. Make up with him. Be a family again. But now that was impossible. ------------------------------------------------ Omrie sat against one of the walls. He had wondered to the archery range, where he had spent most of his time at the academy, when he had been withdrawn and emotionless. His father was dead. Dead. He couldn't get over it. He bowed his head and as a few tears slipped out. He didn't remebered when he fell asleep. Someone prodded Omrie. He opened an eye and looked up, seeing Satsuki standing there. "We're leaving in a half hour. Me and Yeua have been looking for you." Omrie nodded, and stood up. "Omrie, is something wrong?" "I'll tell you when I'm ready, Omrie replied, sounding a bit more rude then he had wanted to. "Sorry," he said as he walked to his room. When he got there he found a new set of clothes sitting on his bed. There was a note next to them saying they were gifts from the school. There were a pair of black pants, a long-sleeve shirt the same turquiose color as his guardian armour, a new quiver, this one to be worn on his back instead of his belt, and a pair of boots, new looking but the leather felt nice and soft, as if they were already ready for hiking. Omrie slipped them on and slipped his bow over his back. He looked back at his room and found something he had missed on the bed. They were a pair of wrap-around sunglasses. Omrie smiled and slipped them on, hiding his eyes that were red from crying. He walked out of the room and into the main hall, waiting for the other two to meat him.

Omrie rushed forward past Satsuki, who was to happy to really react, and caught Yeua as he started falling towards the ground. He could see that he had started to give out, Omriw's eye-sight being as keen as it was. He gently lowered Yeua to the ground and let him rest there. Omrie then took off his trenchcoat and tore it into a few pieces. He used them to tie up Yeua's wounds. "We need to get him out of here," Omrie said to Satsuki. She nodded. Omrie turned to the tiger. "And what are you suppose to do?" "I'll go back to the guardians home until my new master finds my" he replied. "New master?" "Yes. My new master will come to me in one hundred years, when the new masters of the others shall come as well." "If you say so," Omrie replied with a shrug. The tiger darted off and dissappeared into the distance. Omrie picked up Yeua and walked over to Satsuki. "Come-on. We need to get you both back to the base."

Zyx shot through the forest, barely dodging the trees. His focus was leaving him and it was becoming harder to stear with the spell propelling him at top speed. He ducked, swerved, spun, then hit a branch. With a loud crack the branch fell down and Zyx fell behind it. They both hit the ground. Zyx just layed there, on top of the branch, for five minutes, though it seemed like an eternity. He could feel sleep trying to take him, but pushed it back. Slowly, painfully Zyx stood up. Nothing seemed to be broken, remarkably enough, but he was stiff and hurt all over. He knew his body would be a giant bruise the next morning. Zyx tested his right leg, then his left. It seemed like he would be able to walk, though he would limp a bit. Damn. Zyx limped in a direction for a few minutes. He then came face to face with a few elves and a werewolf. Zyx's hand immediatly went for his dagger that he kept in his coat. He was too weary for spells and it was the only thing he had. But before he could do anything, the figures faded and then dissapeared entirely. Zyx figured they were angel illusions, similar to his camoflauge spell. He must be near the angel base. Though Zyx had heard about it, he had never been in the angel base. He had no idea how the angels would treat someone like him, someone who was half angel. He didn't even know if there had even ever been someone like him. Slowly he limped towards the door, which was barely visable. He more sensed it then saw it. As he made his way to the door he slowy stood upright and stopped limping. It hurt but he figured he'd be better to appear normal then hurt and tired when he saw Isa. He knew Isa would be there. He had a way of being in places like this. As he walked towards the door, it suddenly flew open. Three small angel children came out, each of their hands pointing at Zyx, ready for spell casting. Zyx put away his dagger, smiled and tried to appear friendly. "I'm here for help," he said as he unfurled his wings from underneath his black trench coat. "I'm a friend of Isa, if that's anything to you." As he mentioned Isa's name the young ones suddenly started whispering among themselves. Zyx caught some of it. "...half-angel we've heard about..." "...he said he knew Isa..." "...but can we trust him...?" Zyx smiled, trying to look friendly. The children nodded pointed at Zyx. "Ok, come in, but we have to check with Isa if you're telling the truth." "Yeah, if not, Isa'll fry you to bits." Zyx nodded and allowed himself to be lead in. He noticed two of the three were behind him, but let it go. After a minute or two he was led to Isa, who was in a room surounding by kids. "Oh, you're here," Isa said. Zyx couldn't tell if he was happy of not, but figured he was to lift his spirits. "Yeah. You got a bed in this joint? I've been spell casting non-stop since we last saw each other and I haven't had any down time," Zyx said. When he finished talking he fell down right where he stood. He knew it would look bad in front of the kids and Isa, but he didn't care. He hurt and he was dead tired. He let the darkness take him into the sweet nothingness of sleep.

Omrie finally reached Yeua and J. Walls only to find a sheild between him and them. He recognized it. It was a containment field, like the one he had been imprisoned in back on their first mission. Frustated, Omrie rammed into the sheild. He hit it and bounced off. Cursing loudly, Omrie punched the shield again and again, trying to get in. Nothing. Omrie slowly lowered himself to the ground and furled his wings. As the two fighters inside let down their guardian armour Satsuki ran up besides him. Nothing to do but to wait.

It had been silent for a long time now. Zyx leaned his ear to the stone wall. It sounded like the hunterd were gone now. Just had to check. "Vista," he muttered. His vision instantly shifted to the street outside. It then turned side-ways and checked both directions. Everything seemed clear. Zyx ended his spell and turned to the girl. She was a new complication and he knew Isa would kill him if he showed up with her. He was already displeased with him most of the time. Zyx just didn't know why. "Listen, kid," Zyx said, tired of listening to the girl talk. He had given her time to talk, it was his turn now. "I am leaving. You have two options. One, forget you ever saw me and try to continue living in this town. Or two, leave town and forget you ever saw me. The choice is yours." Zyx walked to the fake wall and waved his hand, removing the wall. He stretched his black wings. The girl behind him let out a small gasp. "What?" Zyx said, a bit irrated. Lack of sleep, spell casting, and a manhunt after him. He had reason to be irrated. "Your wings..." she said. "What about them?" "Their black. I thought you were an angel..." "I'm half angel. I'm not worthy to bear the angels' magestic wings," Zyx said quietly. He flapped his wings and lifted his feet off the ground. "Velocidade do foguete!" With a great beat he shot into the air and towards the direction of the base, faster then anything. To the untrained eye he was just a blur.

'Oh, damn,' Zyx thought to himself. The girl had just mention his eyes. They were two different colors. They shouldn't be when he was in his elf form, but obviously the lack of sleep and amount of magic casting was getting to him. He was becoming sloppy. He figured he better just play it off, though. If his form was getting sloppy, he had no idea how long his elven camoflauge was going to last. "It's nothing," he said quickly. "What do ya' mean it's nothing? Your eyes are two different colors," the girl responded, obviously a bit curious about his eyes. "It's nothing," he said again, a little louder and a bit more irrated. He looked past the girl and saw a few Yaels and elves behind her. The Yaels were dogs and wolves and were sniffing around the area. A few pointed at them with quizical looks, but Zyx knew what they were doing. They were rebel hunting. One of them looked up and spotted Zyx. He looked like he might have recognized him or maybe not. Zyx didn't want to find out. "I have to go," Zyx said quickly to the girl sternly, disregarding all politness. Urgency was more important now. He quickly walked off towards a nearby alley. He walked to the end of the alley and waved his hand. "Mude A Terra Uniformidade," he muttered, borrowing a spell from Isa. The wall formed a box-shaped room around him and blended in with the others. He should be safe, but something was bothering him. That girl seemed to be new around the area. And the Yael had seen him talking to the girl. Odds were they would take her into custudy and interegate her. And even if she didn't know anything, which she didn't, they would still imply their toruture methods on her. With a deeps sigh, Zyx waved his hand at the wall. "Rmova," he muttered, figureing he should leave the room there instead of destroying his work. He ran out into the street and saw the girl standing at the begining of the alley, watching the group of Yaels and elves. He grabbed the reins of the horse and gave them a great tugg. The horse, though a little shocked, followed behind him. The girl started shouting something, but Zyx wasn't listening. He ran through the wall into his little room he had made and closed the spell behind him, returning the wall to its normal state. The room was a bit cramped with a horse and two people in it, but it would have to suffice. Zyx dropped his elven form and returned to his normal form, his wings hidden beneath his black trenchcoat coat. He looked at the girl and gestured for her to be quiet. She must have seen the urgency in his face, because she fell silent. Zyx listened and heard the Yaels and elves come down the alley. The minutes that passed were some of the most tense minutes of Zyx's life. He had no idea if the girl would talk, revealing his location, or if his spell would hold. He waited and finnally heard the rebel hunters start walking away. Zyx let out a sigh of relief and sat down against the wall. He looked up at the girl. "I guess I owe you some type of explanation, don't I?" he sighed.

Omrie shouted at himself in frustration. He still had twenty minutes of flying. He just hoped Yeua could hold on for that long. He tried to calm himself and look down at the ground. Looking he saw a great big wolf bounding along the ground at the same speed as Omrie. Omrie imediatly knew who it was. "Satsuki, what the hell?" Omrie asked himself, knowing he was too high for her to hear him. He gave his wings a mighty beat and proceeded to shoot towards Chu and Yeua. And J. Walls.

I'm sorry, but I find it highly unprobably that your character could kill the lords alone. The lords are powerful and have bodyguards that are quite strong themselves. If you want something to do, join the resistance or something.

((Ditsy_Taurus888, your posts are kind of hard to read.)) Zyx slowly opened his eyes. He still felt tired and his head felt like it was going to split apart. Swearing under his breathe, he slowly stood up. All his muscles were stiff, probably from the odd position he had fallen asleep in. He slowly looked around the room. The room was still a wreck, carrying scars from the battle of the previous night. The femal angel was gone but the crater where she had hit the wall was still there. Zyx walked over to where Isa was. He was just waking up. 'Figures,' Zyx thought to himself, 'I pull off an advance spell and pops here sleeps through it.' Zyx stood there and waited for Isa to regain his senses, doing a dew stretches to work out his swore muscles. He stretched his wings and yawned. "We need to go," Isa said standing up. "Yeah, this base is trash. We should gather up some stuff though," Zyx said as he started gathering some food. Nothing too heavy, just some of the dehydrated fruits and other things the rebels lived on. "Look here," Isa said, calling Zyx over. He was holding a map. "This," he pointed as he spoke, "is the location of the nearest rebel base that's still secure. That's where were going. Memorize its location. We can't bring the map. It'd be too dangerous to be caught with." "We should probably split up, too," Zyx said as he studied the map. Isa nodded in agreement as Isa tore and burned the map, making it indistinguishable from any other peice of trash. Zyx stored the little food he had in hid a small bag and started to walk towards to wall. "I'll meet you there," he said to Isa as he cast the Remova spell and walked through the wall. Once outside he looked around. He was in the back alley. There was no one around. "Camouflaugun transforma, elf." Zyx became his elf form again. He looked around and walked out of the alley, into the main streets. As he walked into the street he bumped into an elven girl that had dirty blonde hair with lavander and sea foam streaks. "Excuse," Zyx murmered, trying to be polite and draw no attention to himself.

[i]Zyx looked around, but all he could see was black in all directions. He turned around and Legnar was standing there, smiling. "Hello Zyx." "Legnar," Zyx sighed, "I'm doubting myself. I can't measure up to Isa or any of the other angels for that matter. I'm not human anymore, but I'm not angel. What am I suppose to do?" Legnar smiled. "Zyx, you're not angel and you're not human. You're something completly different. Something new. And maybe even better." Zyx looked up at Legnar. "Oh, and Zyx. Explosão Do Fogo Do Inferno."[/i] Zyx's eyes suddenly snapped open, wide awake. He looked at Isa on the floor and the femal angel standing above him. There was no one else in the room, which was very, very odd for the rebel base. Zyx immediatly knew what was happening. This was a rebel raid. Looking at the angel, he realized she didn't know he was awake yet. He knew he had to take this to his advantage somehow. Then he remebered what Legnar had told him. [i]Explosão Do Fogo Do Inferno.[/i] Zyx waited. The red-cladded angel walked over towards Isa. Zyx sprung up and pointed his hands at the female angel. His left eye glowed as he let out a small smirk. "EXPLOSÃO DO FOGO DO INFERNO!!!" A massive, black fireball erupted out of Zyx's hand and rocketed towards the female. She turned in turn to see it heading straight towards her. She held out her hand and conjured up a shield. But given the small amount of time she had, the shield wasn't too good. The fireball hit against the shield and stopped for a split-second. It then ripped through the sheild with a sickening tearing sound and exploded when it touched the angel. The angel let out a small yelp of pain and flew back under the force of the fireball. She hit the wall and slumped down. Zyx smiled as the red-clad angel slumped. "Take that...and know...if the room would...stop spinning..." Zyx trailed off as he fell to the ground, unconscious. Hopefully Isa would wake up.

[b][u]Angel Magic List - Zyx's Side[/u][/b] [b]Protetor Fumo[/b] - Sheild Smoke Makes a large amount of smoke suddenly appear in the area. Can be focused to have the smoke come out of a certain object. [b]Camouflaugun transforma[/b] - no translation... A camouflague spell. The caster must speak the name of the form he wants to take after he says the spell's words. Turns outer appearance into what the caster wants. Includes clothes. [b]Bala do relâmpago[/b] - Lightning Bullet Throws a magic bolt of lightning at the target. More accurate if used at short or medium range. Extremly powerful at close or mid range. [b]Explosão Do Fogo Do Inferno[/b] - Hell Fire Blast Throws a black fireball of immense power at the target. Extremly powerful magic, but takes a large amount of energy and focus to cast. [B]Velocidade do foguete[/B] - Rocket speed Gives the casting the ability to move at unnatural speeds, making him appear as a small blur to most. Useful for traveling when not being seen is important. [B]Vista[/B] - Sight Lets the castor see beyond solid objects and a distance away from him as if he were there. [b][u]Other Angel Words[/b][/u] [b]O Avanço Soletra[/b] - Advance Spells An angel book that teaches advance magic. [b]Soletra para o ataque[/b] - Spells for Attack An angel book that teaches dangerous attack spells. [b]Foco Teniques[/b] - Focus Techniques An angel book that teaches techniques used to focus one's energies and mind. [b]Foco Da Alma[/b] - Focus of the Soul An angel book that teaches how to focus one's soul to produce more powerful results when spell casting [b]Foco para o ataque[/b] - Focus for the Attack An angel book that teaches how to focus one's mind in the excitment of a battle. Also teached how to increase spells' damage.