Darth Vectis

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Abaddon stood on the ship, looking at all the frightened people just staring at him. He walked past them to the cabin where the pilot was deep in his fear. Abaddon stood in front of him. [B] "Get this ship moving. Go to the original destination, or I'll start throwing passengers out into the sky one by one."[/B] The pilot nodded and keeping going straight to the edge kingdom, he was ready to meet with the other Oracion. Hellspawn was hot on their tail and the other four would be doing their best to get into the edge kingdom without them dieing. He watched as the lights of the city came into view, their brilliance showing that a party was taking place. Abaddon smiled. [B] "Good. We are getting close."[/B] He looked out the window and saw the multiple guards coming up to the gates, covering them with more fire power and more men. He sighed. [B] "Guess they know we are coming. Time to go in more discreetly."[/B] He closed his eyes and started whispering a chant to himself. His appearnce shifted and everyone saw an old man holding a wooden cane. They landed and Abaddon walked off of the airship with his real apperance shielded by his dark magick. He hobbled off and made his way to the gate, a couple of guards stood in front of him. [B] "I'm sorry but you cannot leave the compound. We have word that the Demon Card is near by."[/B] Abaddon put on a suprised face for them and spoke in a raspy voice. [B] "Oh my goodness. That sounds bad." "It is sir, so please back away."[/B] Abaddon smiled through the old mans face. He moved his whole hand across his face and he returned to his old form, standing tall amongst them. They started to stumble as they tried to retreat and fire. He quickly cut both guards open and left them their on the ground, he place both hands on the door and listened through the otherside. Waiting for the guards to be right where he needed, he heard their footsteps and smashed opened the doors. Crushing the human gurads bodys. Abaddon stood in the door way, waiting for Hellspawn and the other four to arrive.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1][B]Name:[/B] Kain Nimcaznim [B]Battle Tag:[/B] Phantom [B]Age:[/B] 60 Appears 20 [B]Subtype:[/B] Vampire [B]Strengths:[/B] Kain?s abilities are his above average strength, his ability to turn to mist, (which is why he is called Phantom.) He is trying to get a second ability but it proves to be far more difficult then he thinks. Has enhanced sense, and his psychic enhancement which allows him to manipulate beings with weak minds. [B]Weaknesses:[/B] Kain is weak against holy water which can either burn him or keep him from advancing if place right. Blessed bread can keep him weak if touched, can kill him if eaten. White oak can paralyze him if it is placed right on his body. Can have moments of false invincibility because of mist power and charge head strong into a fight or argument. [B]Powers:[/B] Can put fear into someone?s heart, requires most of his concentration and his psychic enhancement to do so. It is weak compared to his other abilities so someone can break from if they try hard enough. [B]Personality:[/B] Kain is cold, calm, calculating and can be sadistic if he is pushed to his limits and is a little bit insane. He enjoys toying with people before he does anything to them. He has a thirst for power and greater strength which sometimes blinds him along with his arrogance. [B]Description:[/B] [url=http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/Sagethefiend/alucard.gif] Kain, normal attire. [/URL] He likes to keep a cross in between his teeth to show he is not weak to its power. [B]History:[/B]Reenrollment: In the 1930's Kain was the first vampire in his family for several generations. His great- great grandfather was a vampire; the gene has skipped thirteen generations before Kain was born. When his parents found he was a vampire, they knew this would reflect badly on the family. (They were one of those families were image was more important then family.) So they hid Kain away from the rest of the world, letting him live but left him in solitude. Kain developed his own character traits but having very little to no sense of right and wrong. This lead to some serious problems with Kain, his solitary confinement also drove him to a certain level of insanity. So this made him do odd things, like scrapping across the wall with his nails. Hissing and snarling and any who came near, and discovering his powers as a vampire. He discovered his unique senses, able to hear anything going on outside of his prison. He could smell when someone coming near or see them through his hole in his door even when it was dark. He found his mist ability later on, it allowed him to leave his prison without his parents knowing. His parents soon found out his new strengths and though it best if they found a place where he could live, instead of their home made jail. They found Dr. Frankenstein?s Academy for the unusually gifted. They sent Kain off right a way to get him away from their ?perfect? life.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Sin saw as Ana disappeared with the childer, he reached into his once clean suit and pulled out another cigarette. He reached into anohter pockets and pulled out and stick match. Moving up to a building he slid it across the rough surface the match sparked, he lit his cigarette while taking a few puffs. He started to walk down the street. [B] "Good thing she took the childer. Mabye Ana can teach her to fight flawlessly."[/B] Sin said as he touched the hole in his chest. He smiled with the cigarette inbetween his lips. [B] "That was a decent shot. But not good enough to kill anyone. Lucky I spared her."[/B] Sin said as he vanished into the darkness; heading home.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Abaddon breathed deeply, reading for the trip of the Warp chamber. His axe held in his right hand and his black magick covering his left one. He stood in front of the doors to the chamber and opened them slowly, he could see through the crack Hellspawn and the other four waiting. Abaddon nodded to Jack. [B] "Good work, you managed to get them here fast."[/B] Jack smiled and nodded his head. Abaadon looked to the three mages standing ina circle around them. He motioned for them to start their spell, they gestuered with their hands in the same figuer eight style. Lights of energy followed their hand movements. Abaddon looked to the others. [B] "Be ready, this is not magick we toy with. But this situation requires we use it, so remember: stay right where you are, if you move it disrupts the spell and we could be sent to the wrong side of the world. Or we could be killed from the strain. So if you move and we live, I will send you through the worst possible pain beyond your imagination. Understand?"[/B] They all nodded, even Hellspawn. Abaddon knew he would not do anything to ruin anything. The mages speel picked up and Abaddon looked forward once more. The white light grew and consumed the room. Engulfing Abaddon and the Oracion of Six. They reappeared in a brilliant flash in the middle of Million city street, Abaddon cracked his neck and stepped out of the burned circle around them. Looking at the people now watching them in terror. Abaddon put the butt of the long pole of his axe to the ground, the others standing behind him. [B] "Go. Collect any people who might know where the rave master is."[/B] They nodded and lashed out, Abaddon grabbed Jacks shoulder. [B] "Except you. We will wait for the right moment."[/B] Jack stood by his side, watching the other four do their work. After a bit one of them Oracion cameback with a man who had a mustache. Pleading for mercy. [B] "What do you know of the rave master?"[/B] The man looked at him with fear, unable to speak. Abaddon held his axe to his throat, the points digging into his skin. [B] "Where is he?"[/B] He shuddered and started to speak. [B] "A boy with an odd sword help me and ran off to the airships. His sword made a large explosion when it hit the large man."[/B] Abaddon pulled his axe away and held it to his side, he looked up and an airship was flying past them. He looked down at the ground and whistled, they came back to him. [B] "You four, go to Edge kingdom. We will meet you there. Go now!" [/B]They bolted off in the direction of Edge kingdom. Abaddon stretched his wings, and Jack opened his wings. [B] "Lets go, we must move fast to catch it."[/B] Jack nodded, they leaped into the air and sped after the airship.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Abaddon sat in his chair relaxing from his use of power on that insulent demon who dared to challenge him. He shook his head to himself. [B] "Damn fool, trying to over throw my ruling. I'd kill him myself if I was in charge of this organization."[/B] He took another sip of his drink when two men busted through his door, severally shaken. one was skinny and the other was massive in size. Abaddon growled, these were soldiers, thinking they were all powerful because they have DB's. [B] "What do you want? I have more important things to do."[/B] The skinny one was shaken with excitment and fear. [B] "We... we found... found the Rave master."[/B] Abaddon truned his attention to the two soldiers, standing to address them. [B]"Are you sure?"[/B] They nodded their heads and Abaddon smiled wickedly. [B] "Go to the leader, he will reward you for your information."[/B] They both left as Hellspawn arrived. He stood in the room waiting for whatever orders Abaddon had for him. Abaddon was standing shakelingly but was standing. Hellspawn came over to see if he need help. He waved him off. [B] "I am fine. My strength is returning. Tell the others we are leaving immediatly. The rave master has been spotted in Million City, we need to get to the warp chamber or else we would never make it to him."[/B] Jack nodded. [B] "They will be ready in a matter of moments." "Good, good work."[/B] Jack then disappeared and went back to the others, Abaddon snatched up his axe that leaned on the wall. Reading his more powerful magic just in case the Rave master was further along then knew. He made his way down the hall, hitting demons in his way to the warp chamber.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Sin looked at the menicing four foot-long blades ready to tear Sin apart. He nodded his head lightly. [B] "Hmmm, very impressive. But they are way too big and flashy for tearing apart a man like me. Let me show you what I use."[/B] He held up one hand and twitched it slightly once and a bone dagger appeared inbetween one of his fingers. It had a bone hand going across the entire handle, like deaths icy hand reaching for its soul reaping weapon. She looked at him with frustration and anger. [B] "One measly dagger? Are you insulting me?"[/B] He signaled her to hold one for a moment, he flicked his other hand and another dagger appeared. This one had a group of ghost like people who look as if they are screaming in anguish as if in the depths of hell. [B] "You like? Sleek, small, and very, very sharp. Perfect for paralyzing prey. Or, taking care of pesky vampires."[/B] She couldn't hold her anger back any further, she charged him and he barly avoided her blade. It cut at his right side, making a very clean cut across him. He looked at and nodded his head in impression. [B] "That was very good. Now let and Ancient show you how to do it."[/B] He quickly bolted at her, bobing and weacing away from her slices and he quickly cut at one of her legs. He got a good cut, it caused her to stumble backwards a bit. She looked down at it. [B] "Lucky shot."[/B] She went after him again, this time he was ready. He blocked a blade coming for his face and bending to his left and cut her arm from underneath, and went for the other leg. She moved passed with three new wounds. Sin stood in a ready position, waiting for her assult. [B] "Three cuts in a few moments. You're looking a little less impressive childer."[/B] [B] "Shut up! I wont listen to your words bastered. You are scum in my eyes and should be destroyed."[/B] He rolled his eyes and sighed. [B] "Listen to yourself childer. I am thousands of years old, I have been around since the beginning. And in that time I have had several centuries to practice my dagger use to perfection. If you still wish to learn where your place is, then come and get me."[/B] Aimee charged him, yelling at the top of her lungs. Her anger engulfing her and her mind. Sin knew how this worked. Anger could be fuel to give a fighter the power to continue to fight, but it also came with the loss of time and what they were doing. Sin had to take advantage of her situation, as she came towards him he waited for his moment of oppurtunity to appear.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Abaddon walked at a slow pace down the hall, passing portraits of the former Demon Card warriors who fought Glory and died in action. He growled lightly and looked forward. [B] "These bastered get remmebered for being dead while I fought Glory and survived. One of these days I will rule this organization and this pitiful planet."[/B] Hellspawn appeared mysteriously to Abaddons side, he acknowledge his presence and looked forward speaking to him. [B] "I am going to the bosses main chamber. Go to the other four, tell them I will speak with them soon."[/B] Hellspawn nodded and vanished once more, Abaddon came up to a pair of massive iron doors that were maintained to keep rust from taking its toll. He pushed them open and entered, walking into a very large room with tapestries and more portraits of the current Demon Card leader. The walls were stone gray with the material it was made from, and red silk hung from a throne cahir standing in the back of the room with a high back. A demon sat in it; holding himself very well. Waiting for Abaddons arrival. Abaddon approched and stopped at steps that lead up to the demon leaders throne chair. [B] "You called?"[/B] The demon in the chair looked at him with his dark eyes, Abaddon held his position. Not taking his eyes as a threat. [B] "Yes."[/B] The demon spoke in a far greater earth shaking voice Abaddon had, and it seemed to hold a hollow tone to it. Like the demon leader wasn't there in spirit. [B] "I have called you to tell you that a new Rave master has appeared and is searching for the rave stones." "Where can this new Rave Master be found?" "We don't know. But we will not wait for intelligence to report where he is. You will go find him and kill him before his powers grow."[/B] [B] "Grow? What do you mean grow?"[/B] The demon stood up from his chair. [B] "He is a novice in the powers of the sword, but Hiru Glory has trained him to a certian point. All he needs to time to build up his strength and his team. You will not allow him to do this. You will find him, and destroy him!"[/B] Abaddon looked at the Demon Card leader harshly; but nodded his head. He turned and walked away, leaving the Demon Card leader in his own company. Abaddon hurried down the corridors to where the Oracion resided. He violently opened the doors and suprised all the Oracion except for Hellspawn. He walked into the room slowly. [B] "Oracion of six. I have been informed that their is a new Rave master loss, and is looking for the rave stones right now."[/B] He stopped and looked at all of them, making sure this was socked in. He continued. [B] "We have been assigned the task of finding, and killing the Rave master right away. Well, that is the bosses orders."[/B] The demons in the room laughed lightly collectivly. He smiled with them. [B] "But I say we cause as much damage and trouble for the humans as possible before we go charging after this Rave master. Are you with me?"[/B] They all cheered, except for one. One of them appeared formt he group and stepped up to him. [B] "But, we would disobeying the bosses orders. And that could get us all killed!"[/B] Abaddon looked down at the demon. [B] "Do you think that matters to me? We are some of the most powerful demons this world has ever seen! I will not waste my life taking orders from him. And who is it you serve? Me or him?" "I serve him!"[/B] Abaddon borught up his hand and the chill went through the room, the demons face twisted in anguish and he fell to his knees. [B] "You will do as I say or I will cut your throat and replace you with a demon willing to serve me! Is that clear?"[/B] Abaddon spoke in his hard demonic voice, the demon nodded and he removed his hand. He pointed to the door. [B] "All of you. Go prepare. Eat and ready your weapons. I will send Hellspawn to get you all."[/B] They all left, except for Hellspawn who approched him. [B] "Are you alright?"[/B] Abaddon fell to one knee. Hellspawn quickly went down and lifted him up. Carrying him to a near by chair. [B] "I am drained for now. I need something to drink."[/B] Hellspawn nodded and quickly got a drink for Abaddon, he drank from it and set it on the table. He placed his hand on Hellspawns shoulder. [B] "Thank you Hellspawn. You have always been very loyal and trust worthy. Go eat and rest for now. I will get you when I am ready."[/B] Hellspawn nodded and left Abaddon alone in the room.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Sin took another dragg and saw Adrian disappear and that Serj was having his fun with the turning vampire he through it would be good to go back home. [B] "I'm heading out Ana. We'll have to take up this meeting else where."[/B] Ana nodded her head and vanished like the rest. Sin looked back to Serj. [B] "Serj, you do as you wish. We will call you when we need you."[/B] Sin looked forward again catching a glimpse of a figuer in a window near by. He watched the window closely, he knew it must of been someone watching them. He dropped his cigerette on the ground and stomped it out, he started walking down the street. Slowly becoming aware of a set of eyes following him closely, ready to strike out at him. He stopped in the middle of the stone road and looked about. [B] "You can come out vampire. This hunt has gone on long enough."[/B] He waited for the mystery vampire to present it's self to him.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Sin, Ana and Adrian left the build gracefully, in no hurry at all to escape the flames. As they left Sin pulled out a cigerette and lit it on the building, taking a drag and exhaling. He smiled; puting the cigerette between his lips. [B] "It looks like those two alchemist know who we are. And one hunter who fails to recongonize our power."[/B] Serj appeared from the flames calmly like the rest, Sin took another drag and pulled it out holding it between his fingers; letting the smoke out of his lungs. [B] "And we have Serj here following us once more to one of our meetings. You have earned some respect from me for assulting a hunter and still here to talk about it. But you assulted and alchemist and that just wont due."[/B] He took another drag, lowering it again. "I'm sure the council will agree with me when I say your attack was thoughtless and reckless. To gain anything from us you will stay by our side, if you do anything that betrays us or in turn kills one of us; your blood will stain this very ground. Is that understood?" Sin took another drag, Serj nodding with a straight face. Right then a rouge human in the process of changin approched them. Asking for Adrian, Sin rolled his eyes. [B] "Take care of this Serj."[/B] Sin put his cigerette inbetween his lips and turned away looking at the others of the council.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Sin walked down the street in his formal clothing, a top hat, suit like clothing with a wooden can that had a metal handle; shaped like the head of a dragon with it's mouth open. He watched the darkness, seeing if the newly turned vampires were hunting for their prey. He twirled one of his daggers inbetween his fingers, smileing to himself; revieling his fangs. He continued his walk until he reached the establishment he was to meet the others. He removed his hat and stepped in, quickly hidding his dagger as he made his way in. He spotted Ana as he entered, raising one eye brow at her as she did her seductive dance. Shaking his head lightly. [B] "What an interesting way for her to hunt. These humans will easily fall for this, well, the men will."[/B] Sin said to himself as he found a booth that was in Ana's sight and seated himself. Placing his hat on the table and his cain next to him. Watching Ana's dance while he waited for her and Adrian. A little bit after Adrian appeared through the door and saw Ana dancing, he smiled and walked to Sin; he seated himself on the other side of Sin. Sin spotted Serj as he entered and headed over to bar, observing Ana. Sin shook his head to himself.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1][B]Name:[/B] Abaddon [B]Age:[/B] 30 [B]Gender:[/B] male [B]Race:[/B] Demon [B]Side:[/B] Evil [B]Rank:[/B] Leader of The Oracion Six [B]Gang:[/B] Demon Card [B]Appearance:[/B] [url=http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/Sagethefiend/405266329_l.jpg] Abaddon. [/URL] [B] Weapons/abilities/magic:[/B] The weapon in the pic is what he uses most commonly, he named it Apollyon. His abilities consist of far above average strength; his impressive speed for a creature of his size and evolved senses. They are more honed to pick up things others would not. [B]Dark Bring:[/B] He controls the darkness as if were a play thing; molding it to his advantage in any situation Apollyon cannot solve. Using only his two main fingers on his left hand to conjure up what is necessary; if he must he will use his entire hand for maximum strength. Abaddon isthe leader of The Oracion Six, so his powers are not limited to one ability; he also holds the power of fear. Able to instill fear into almost any human or demon, forcing them to live their worst fear. If he can smell it; he can use it. Some, however, show that they are not susceptible to his power and can over come it and these are very few. Glory and those who followed in his footsteps were able to resist such emotion. Abaddon can even do it on the other Oracion, but it severly drains him and leaves him greatly weak and vulnerable to any attack for several hours at a time. [B]Personality:[/B] Abaddon is cold, calculating, sadistic and malicious; even those in the Demon Card know that he is not someone to offend in any manner. For he would rip them apart in the most brutal way possible to get his point across to everyone else. But few traits of his overcome his horrid amount of cruelty, and that would be his obsession for power. He may be one of the strongest, but the only one more powerful then he is the leader of the Demon Card organization. He takes orders but hardly obeys them; he thinks things should be done his way or not at all. His lack of restraint on his power makes him and even more frightening enemy. [B]Bio:[/B] Abaddon was born and raised as a cold, blood thirsty demon. His life consisted of learning how to hunt and kill his prey. But instead of just learning to kill first and never think things through his teachers taught him to calculate every move to an exact science. Learning that planning and combining all that give him an advantage in battle was sometimes the better means of defeating opponents when other means were impossible to execute. When he had grown up in size and in mind; his teachers gave him books. Not ordinary books filled with imaginary worlds, or romance or what not. They were filled to the brim with ancient knowledge of the dark arts. Knowledge that he picked up rather quickly, Learning the methods, chants, incantations, and rituals required to do what he is able to do. And he is not a stranger to melee combat; in fact, he has shown to be a very seasoned warrior. Able to swing his axe and annihilate all that cross him. Glory and his party were the only ones Abaddon failed to slay. To this day he waits for the next Rave master and his crew to arise, so he may do what he could not to Glory and his band of rave stone hunters. [B] Character Snippet:[/B] Abaddon walked through the halls of the Demon Card home. His weight caused him to sink into the floor, making huge holes where ever he stepped. His face dark and looking as if he was the devil himself. He had no expression upon his face; his eyes were a dead yellow. No pupils, no iris. Nothing. Just bland, blank, yellow eyes. He could ear the whispers from those he passed, those who could see the pure essence of evil in his face and eyes. He held his axe at his side; letting his arms sway back and forth with ease. He heard everyone whispering about his axe, and how the blood of a thousand men and demons once stained the edges of his blade. Abaddon watched all that he passed form the corners of his eyes. Making sure none of them got wise and tried to do or say anything that would result in their immediate death. The faces he saw were all of new blood to the Demon Cards. New demon recruits that had earned the right to be part of the army. They were the ones that were head strong. He pushed through a pair of big wooden doors and entered the mess hall. The massive room was filled with several different kinds of demons, all of them seated and eating, talking amongst themselves. Some of them planning against another group of demons, or talking of where the future was going to lie in this Gang. Some of them talked of how they were going to over throw The Oracion Six and take their powers, he grinned to himself in a wicked way and walked through the rows of tables. He heard someone stomp their foot from behind him; he stopped dead in his tracks and turned his head only. He saw demon, far younger then him, holding a sword in one hand and an axe in the other. Abaddon turned full body to look at him. [B] ?What is it you want, young blood??[/B] The demon huffed and tightened his grip on his weapons, the young demons eyes glowed with fury and excitement. [B] ?I am going to kill you and take your powers and become one of The Oracion Six.?[/B] Abaddon shook his head: smiling wickedly with a deep laugh coming from his throat. He spoke in his demonic voice. Deep, harsh and earth shaking. [B] ?You think you can kill me little one? Come and try!?[/B] Abaddon jammed his axe points into the stone ground, cracking the stone. [B] ?If you can kill me, you can have Apollyon.?[/B] The smiled, thinking he had this in the bag. [B] ?Without your weapon you are defenseless. This will be easier then I thought!?[/B] The young demon charged him, roaring as he held his blades in front of him. Ready to cut Abaddon in half. Abaddon just let out his deep throated chuckled and waited for him to be close enough. As the young demon was about to strike, Abaddon held his two main fingers straight out where the demons face would be, and the young demon froze. The demons in the room felt a chill go down their spines. Abaddon moved slightly forward and the young demon started to fall to the ground. An expression of pure terror and horror scotched his face, his mouth open wide. Letting lose the sounds of horrible screams. Abaddon pushed harder, smiling wickedly; showing two long canines. [B] ?You see my power young one. I can manipulate your fear; you wonder why we are so powerful and why we have our rank. Because we can do thing that you simple soldiers cannot. I contribute to the great evil in this organization; you do nothing but serve as a shield for me. To take the blows that we are not going to take. We are more valuable then you ever will be. Now, everyone here will watch as you die from your worse fear.?[/B] Abaddon pushed harder and the young demon curled into a ball. Screaming and crying with terrible ferocity; the demon then started to convulse uncontrollable. Foam protruding from his mouth and his eyes rolled into the back of his head. He soon stopped moving all together and blood began to leak from his eyes, ears, nose and mouth. He pulled his hand away and stood up straight. He then pointed to one of the demons he was talking to. [B] ?You will take his body and hang it on the wall of this mess hall. I want all to know what will be brought down upon you if you dare challenge an Oracion.?[/B] The demon nodded with his face pointing to the floor, he grabbed the body and dragged it off. Abaddon yanked his axe out of the stone floor and proceeded to his main destination. The boss of the Demon Card. ooc: Hope everything is inorder Lionheart. Anything needs to be fixed just Pm me.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Achilles looked up the massive hole that lead to the surface, he spoke will still looking up. [B] "I'll go first. I need to work out this new body."[/B] He grabbed his axe and readied himself under the hole. [B] "See you all in on the otherside."[/B] With all his strengths he launched himself straight up the hole; into the clear night air. It was very easy to get him to this height, the only problem he experienced was getting steady with his new apendages. Even his tail was and odd thing to him. His wings caught the air and flapped steadly to keep him balanced in the air. [B] "Guess I will have to get tips from Chrys or Grace about this."[/B] He remained in the air, waiting for the others to appeaer from the depths of Abaddons Kingdom.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Achilles watched the others, they looked at him and the corpse that lie on the floor. Chrys approched it, she saw Achilles eyes were open and his mouth partially open, blood was stained in a line on the corners of his mouth to his chin. His clothes soaked in his own blood, Chrys gripped his body and started to cry. Achilles approched, his footsteps boomed in the quiet cavern. He placed his crimson hand on her shoulder. She violently shook it off, starin at him with tears and anger in her eyes. Taking on the orange color. [B] "Why did you die? You should of held on. Grace could of saved you! You shouldn't have died!"[/B] She started to pound on Achilles chest of his new body, tears running down her face. Emilio came to her and comforted her, Sarin and Grace followed. Achilles looked down at the floor, a sullen face on. [B] "I'm sorry Chrys. My human body couldn't hold on. The damage done to it was beyond repair. So I took a body that was far superior to my own. Abaddon, King of Demons.[/B]" Chrys was still crying; the others saw the corpes on the floor and couldn't help but sniffle just a little. Achilles huffed. [B] "No no use in crying over a dead body. I'n spirit I am still alive."[/B] Achilles voice boomed with Abaddons deep and powerful voice. [B] "But you are not you. You are in another. Just look at yourself."[/B] Grace said, suprising Achilles. He knew all to well what he had chosen to become. Emilio spoke to Achilles. [B] "How did you find Abaddon? And live to see him once more?" "I found him a year after the war ended. He was causing some serious trouble for near by villages and they asked me to take care of him. But in my arrogance of Dreadnaught I found he was unbeliveible strong and powerful in magical ways and strength. I did manage to cut him once across the back: but that is all. I had to escape from him, with lack of fighting over that time period I wasn't able to get strong enough to finish him."[/B] Achilles looked at the red hand; cladded in a very well made armor. [B] "Looks like it was good I wasn't able to kill him."[/B] He closed his hand in a fist and looked back to the others. [B] "I apologize Chrys for doing this to you. I didn't want you to see me in this state, well, my body that is. I knew you and Gale would grieve for my past body. Give me a few days. I'll figuer out if Abaddon is all that is rumored about him. And if one certian one is true. You will be looking at the old Achilles once more, hopefully. Otherwise, I'll have to stay here."[/B] Achilles looked at the stone Amer, listening to Chrys sobbing slowly starting to calm down. Seeing what they would say.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Sin sat in his large, perfectly crafted cushioned chair. Sipping at a cup filled with a crimson liquid, his fangs shwoing in the darkness of his room. Save for a fire burning in his herth. He smiled at the fire, the shadows dancing across his face; giving it a more terrifying effect. [B] "Humans, such easy prey."[/B] Sin's eyes shined in the dim light, like a cats eyes. He turned his head slowly to look out of the corner of his eye to the body that lie on the floor. Its throat was gashed wide open and his eyes were wide in terror. The mouth was lined with blood; the body lay in it's own pool of blood. He turned back to the fire, smiling wickedly while he held the cup up to his lips. [B] "I should finish off this last cup before my little meeting with Ana and Adrian."[/B] He finished off his cup and stood up from his chair. He walked slowly away to his closet, finding the proper clothes for looking like a normal person. He chuckled to himself. [B] "Normal human."[/B] He smiled wickedly to himself as he pulled out the clothes appropriate for his little night out on the town.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Abaddons fingers twitched, his fingers slowly moving; curling into a fist then relaxing. His wings twitched and stretched out. He reached up and grabbed Dreadnaught, pulling it out slowly. He sat up slowly, giving the other two a start. Dreadnaught vanished in his hand; the hole in his chest healing as the blood moved back into the wound and closed up. He rolled his neck; hearing the pop that followed. [B] "They did it. I have returned. That was fast."[/B] Chrys instantly jumped on top of Abaddon and held her scythe to his throat. It started to glow red hot. [B] "Who in bloody hell are you?"[/B] She said in a vicious tone, Abaddon grabber her amr and pushed it away with ease. [B] "I once was Abaddon, King of Demons. Now, I am Achilles. Your old friend."[/B] She growled in his face. [B] "You can't be Achilles. I know Achilles, and you certianly do not have to look of him or even sound like him!"[/B] Achilles looked at her, he lifted her up by her arm. Letting her feet touch the ground but keeping her weapon at bay. [B] "I am Achilles, I may not sound like him or look anything like him but it is who I am."[/B] She struggled slightly. [B] "Well if you are Achilles prove it!"[/B] Achilles head went down. [B] "I cannot do that." "Why not? Afraid that your lie will not hold?"[/B] He looked at her with his blank eyes, no pupils or iris. Just blank, yellow color. [B] "Because if I were to show you my proof. It would break your heart."[/B] She looked at him questionable. [B] "Show me now!"[/B] He sighed heavily. [B] "As you wish."[/B] His other hand started to rotate slowly with his two main fingers pointed outwards as he whispered some demonic chant. A flash of pure black light appeared in the room and a body lie where the black light once was. [B] "Go and see who it is. That will show who I am."[/B] He released Chrys arm and let her choose.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Kain sat in the Coffee shop, sipping at his cup and reading his daily paper. Checking the ranks for the zoids team and the new models they were coming out. He shook his head at the name of the teams and theirs zoids. He saw that a Gun Sniper was on the numbe one team, he recongnized the piloets name. He fold his paper up and threw it on the table. [B] "Damn newbie. He disgraces Gun snipers on a world wide scale. If his father hadn't payed off the team leader I would be in that position."[/B] He said to himself as he sipped as his coffee. [B] "And these new models are riddiculs. They just keep adding crap that shouldn't be there, it ruins the whole point of long range kills when you are shining like a damn christmas tree."[/B] He sipped at his coffee; angry that everything was just not working right now. After a few moments he just went back to thinking about his Gun sniper. And how it made him proud with every shot it fired, this calmmed him down and he sipped slowly now. Relaxing himself.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Azuroth was on bored helping with the sail, making sure it was gonna be ripped off of the mast. Jem was next to him working as well. [B] "Move faster!"[/B] Jem said while working quickly, Azuroth looked at her working fast. [B] "You know your not the only on screwed if they find you."[/B] Jem scoffed. [B] "Really? Your not a pirate."[/B] [B] "But I am a serial killer. Even killing pirates, thieves, and other mercenarys is considered a crime. So don't badger me about how fast I should be moving."[/B] Azuroth retorted, picking up the pace on keeping the sail apart of the ship. Jem nodded her head. [B] "You've got a point there."[/B] She said as she went back to her duties.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Achilles was walking slowy, considering his condition , with Gale and Amer supporting him. They traveled deeper into the dwarves home, after a bit Achilles spotted a room that was concealed and very well hidden from any one not looking for it or has sharp eyes. He looked to Gale. [B] "Gale, you go ahead and make sure it's safe. No need for you to be dragging me along. We'll make sure the others come up."[/B] Gale was gonna object but Achilles shook his head, signaling this is not a good time. Gale went ahead, Achilles motioned with his head to Amer to the room hidden a bit back. They walked back a few feet and found it, the opened it up and found a crypt with candels hanging form the wall. Achilles moved in slowly with Amer setting him down gently. He grunted and breathed heavily. [B] "Now what is you need to say to me?"[/B] Achilles looked into his eyes. [B] "Well as you can see, I won't last much longer and I need you to deliever Dreadnaught to Emilio."[/B] [B]"Yes, and?"[/B] Achilles straightened out. [B] "Well, on the way here. Dreadnaught informed me about a way I can still live, but not in my original body. And I need you to get Gale to do this for me."[/B] Amer looked at him one eyes brow raised. [B] "Alright, what is it that you need him to do." "Well, first he is going to have to find a demon." "And how will he do that?"[/B] Achilles started to pat his pockets, until he found a piece of paper in his pocket. [B] "I've already got one in mind."[/B] Achilles handed him the piece pf paper. [B] "That is a drawing of the [url=http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/Sagethefiend/405266329_l.jpg] [B]demon[/B].[/url] His name is Abaddon. It means "King of Demons." Thats what he assumes he is. Give that drawing to Gale."[/B] Amer looked over the drawing and nodded, folding it up and putting it in his pocket. [B] "Then what?"[/B] Achilles drew Dreadnaught and held him up. [B] "Then he is going to have to plunge it into Abaddons chest, where his heart would be. Dreadnaught will do the rest."[/B] Amer Took Dreadnaught from Achilles and looked at it. [B] "And how is this going to work?"[/B] Achilles adjust himself once more. [B] "Well, part of my soul is in that sword. So if he can find a host body, I can be brought back in that beings body." "Well, why not find another human for a host?"[/B] [B] "Because that would be cruel to use this on a human. Besides, he's the only demon I haven't been able to kill. So he is very strong and powerful, hence why he thinks he is King of Demons. But I doubt he could kill a legion of these elves by himself. Just tell Gale to do his best, if he dies in the process then i'm screwed." "Die?" "Yeah, well as I said he is powerful. And he gets angry very fast so tell him watch out for that." "So is that all he needs to do?"[/B] Achilles thought for a moment. [B] "Just one more thing. Tell Gale that I'll be back for his next party.."[/B] Amer smiled and nodded. [B] "Can do."[/B] Achilles started to laugh to but started to cough with blood replacing phlem. He leaned back on the crypt and and breathed deeply. [B] "I'll see you soon."[/B] Achilles then handed him the sheath, Amer took it and sheathed Dreadnaught. He stood up and nodded at Achilles, he disappeared into the tunnel. Achilles sat in the light of the candle light looking at the candle. [B] "So this is where you die? Better place then in elf hands, and to think i've already died once before."[/B] He smiled while chuckling. [B] "Chrys is gonna be pissed at me for this little ordeal. I just hope she doesn't find my body like this."[/B] Achilles closed his eyes talking to himself; blood was dripping from his mouth and his wounds. His chest went up and down rythmatically, until they halted all together, Achilles stopped moving. His blood pooling under him.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Achilles stood, watching these creatuers approch him, ready to cut him open and tear out his entrails. They walked towards him slowly, a good ten were starting to move around him. He drew his axe which had changed significantly, its size had grown to a missive level and the edges looked more deadly and guresome. It looked as if it should be dragged across the ground from the sheer size, but Achilles found he could hold it with one hand. [B] "This is impossible."[/B] He suddenly heard a voice from behind him. [B] "Not for Achilles. Use your strength to cut through them, use your speed to finish them quickly. Do it!"[/B] Achilles looked at the creatuers that were coming ever closer, he held it up and quickly cut downward on a creatuer that and gotten much to close, split it right down the middle. The others came at him quickly, he swung the axe quickly severing one of the creatuers head and getting another coming up and an angle. [B] "This is amazing, how can I swing such a thing with ease?" "Because you are Achilles the Mighty! You must unleash your strength and speed to become the ultimate warrior, release the fury that you hold inside. Show no mercy!"[/B] Achilles spun in full cirlce and cut apart two more coming at him. He started to get caught up in the fight and lost track of time or voices. He jammed the head of his axe into one of the creatuers, the creatuer and the axe smashed into the ground and stuck there. He balanced himself on one hand on the axe for the few moments it remained in the ground, it started to tip and Achilles went with it. Stomping down on a creatuer that was presently under his feet. Then quickly bringing the axe around for one more round trip into the monsters. Finishing off the last few that were coming for him. He stood amongst the gore and blood of these use to be class mates, feeling no remorse for his deed. [B] "This is an amazing feeling. I feel something moving through my body, like energy surging through my veins."[/B] Athen came up behind and placed her hand on his shoulder. [B] "You are growing, you feel what has been supressed in you all for so long."[/B] Athen disappeared, leaving Achilles standing there with a bloody axe in his hand.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Achilles was going back between consiousness and blackness, he could see they were in a tunnel. The dwarves tunnels. He knew that they could be going for miles deep underground, a perfect place to bury someone. He heard bits a pieces of Sarin and Amers convertation, unable to place the voices with the face. [B] "You think he's gonna make it?" "Don't know. He's pretty torn up and his wounds are sever."[/B] Achilles then felt someone lift his hand up. [B] "And it seems his wounds on his hands have reopened. He is not having a good day."[/B] Achilles chuckled from this, causing Amer to jump in surprise. [B] "Your awake. Thats good." "Yeah, but not for long. Probably pass out soon, so i'm gonna have to ask you to put me down when we get further into the tunnels."[/B] Sarin and Amer looked at eachother, then back at Achilles. [B] "You feeling ok? The blood loss must be effecting him."[/B] Achilles drew Dreadnaught and held it to Sarins demon arm. [B] "If you don't listen to me now, then i'm gonna have to poke you once with Dreadnaught here. And it will hurt and you will lose a lot of energy, falling limp. Just ask chrys when you get a chance, she'll tell you."[/B] Achilles waited for a moment then continued again. [B] "So, put me down when we get further into the tunnels, somewhere where Gale and Chrys wont find me. Do you understand me?"[/B] Achilles held the point of Dreadnaught at Sarins arm, Sarin waited for a moment thinking. Then nodded his agreement. Achilles sheathed Dreadnaught and looked Amer. [B] "And i'll need you to return Dreadnaught to Emilio. I know you can carry him because you are still human, it wont hurt you. Also when we reach my resting place i'll need to talk to you Amer. Thats all I need from both of you, otherwise, I'm going back to sleep."[/B] Achilles eyes closed and his head fell, breathing slowly in a light sleep. [/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1][B]Name:[/B] Kain Savage [B] Code name:[/B] T [B]Gang:[/B] The Professionals [B]Gender:[/B] Male [B] Age:[/B] 28 [B]Weapon of Choice:[/B] Three daggers that are carved out of bone with the blades made to the sharpest edge possible, one knife has the appearance of deaths cold hand reaching for the blade to serve his reaping upon the victim?s soul. The second dagger is a carving of a man gripping his face and screaming with sheer terror as he is slowly devoured by a horrible creature. The third has a group of people close together looking as if they are ghost, all of them screaming in anguish as if they are burning in the pits of hell. The blades on each dagger are about seven inches long for deep wounds when the puncture his prey. The edges are smooth so that they can enter cleanly and leave cleanly. [B]Specialty:[/B] His reflexs are enhanced, nothing extreme but boosted enough to give him an edge to his patent technique of quick and effortless kills. He lacks in strength but doesn't see that as a problem; pinpoint accuracy is what he prides the most, when forced to; he uses his strongest ability to take a life with one, swift move. Aiming with the most vital spot on the human body. His ears are enhanced so that he can battle blind if forced to. His procision goes down but it provides a challenge to Kain and helps if he loses his eyes. [B]Appearance:[/B] Kain stands at a height of 5'10" and has a normal build looking like an average Joe in size; he has long black spiked hair that comes to mid-back with red tips on the end of his hair. He wears a black cloak. He also wears black hard toed boots with a small spike stud on each heel; he has black pants with Chinese dragons stitched in with red or silver thread and a black shirt with a demon skull. He has dark green eyes with a face that looks young for age with a few scars here and there. [B] Personality:[/B] Kain acts like a professional when it comes to his job but does enjoy toying with anyone he can; he calculates each move to precise accuracy so that each blow he administrates counts. He regards others that are not part of his team as a threat and will do what is needed to be rid of the threat. He can be obedient at times but he mostly disregards warnings of potential enemies and goes about his business. He always maintains a blank face, showing very little expression of emotion to anyone. [B]Bio:[/B] Kain grew up as a regular child so that he could learn the basics of life, well, he thought he was living a normal childhood. But his parents had contacted an academy that was funded and founded by the King of Kings and they gave Kain?s parents way of introducing puzzles into his daily life without him realizing it. So through out several years he grew smarter, playing games other children didn?t play. When he turned ten he was old enough to be sent directly to the academy, where he further enhanced his abilities. He became an excellent killer with years of training; he developed his technique while in the academy that got him the recognition that made him one of the ?Professionals.? They witnessed his disregard for life and the perfection of Kain?s technique and skills. He earned the position of Professional by passing rigorous test and challenges that showed his abilities to their fullest. When he had completed his test and challenges he emerged with scars that spotted his upper body, as a reward for being so effective and efficient he was given and injection that altered his all around genetic make up to allow him to surpass human reflex limitations. It wasn't a major boost that he would have liked but it did offer him the chance of being a spectacular member of the Professional. He has done jobs that regular men would fear and quickly reject to avoid death. Kain feels nothing towards this; he has killed dozens of humans, abominations and even punk kids who desire power, fame, riches or anything that they would believe they could obtain from taking his life. And he has shown them no mercy. He has since been moved to Bolest city with the team to maintain control, and maybe cause a little chaos of his own. [B] Writing Sample:[/B] Kain looked out the window of their current base of operation, monitoring the streets he could see and the build of the land. Looking for the variation in height, steepness and the kind of landscape it was. Seeing if any recent factors would effect his performance if he was required to hunt someone down at that very moment. Calculating like he always did, the team had split up as they usually did; preparing themselves as they always had. Kain watched the people pass, seeing the change in size, shape, height, and width; measuring what he estimated their strength and speed were just from the way the walked or the way they sway or moved their arms back and forth. He was too observant for his own good, he constantly would do this every new base of operation; he would watch and learn about his environment and its inhabitants. This was the way he learned about what level of threat the people served as and how they would be best dealt with if they were becoming a problem for their current employer. To him they posed no threat, no problem to anything the team would do. The rivaling gangs however were is current problem; he had yet seen anything from them so he could not do a proper estimation of their abilities. The buildings they he could see from his perched spot were also obstructing his view of anything beyond them. Their height was impressive and the size was good for cover if needed from aerial attack. Kain thought a lot about improbable scenarios, he always thought is was better to be prepared for anything then unprepared for improbable. [COLOR=DarkRed][B] ?I wonder how much longer we must wait before we can see these rival gangs in action.?[/B][/COLOR] Kain spoke aloud to himself, it echoed in the room he was stationed in. He went back to his observing; double checking every person that passed. He didn?t want any surprises from these people. He watched carfully as he twirled one of his trust daggers inbetween his fingers.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Achilles heard the fight but didn't charge in, he hid in the brush wtaching carfully. Slowly moving through the dried sticks and bushes. He saw Chrys fight feriosuly then step down when the officer said they had a member of their party held captive. Achilles could see the force size was made purposly for their captuer, so he doubted they would kill Gale if one of them resisted. But he saw this would be a perfect time to put in effect his newest technique of killing a man. He moved silently behind an elf and waited for the other elves to look forward and pay attention to Chrys. [I] 'Come on. Turn around already.'[/I] As Achilles thought that they turned to see if Chrys was going to provide a fight, Achilles quickly reacted. He snatched the elfs arm and pulled him down while simutaniously stabbing him in one of his kidneys then lighting fast bringing his blade up and severing the elfs head. He caught the body and caught the head on Dreadnaught and pulled him into the brush. He laid him down and pulled the head off silently and placed it next the elfs body he moved back into his spot crouched position. [B] "Just need to kill a few more before I can charge in."[/B] He whispered quietly to himself as he saw two elves move into a prefect formation for him to strike. He quickly leaped on the back of one and stabbed him in his lung, then leaped off and stabbed the other one in the same spot. He back flipped until he was facing the other one, the elf drew his blade but Achilles quickly brought his arm up to keep him from striking. He then stabbed him in the chest and the elf fell over dead, he quickly turned around and stabbed the elf once more in the other lung. He soon fell to the gound dead as well. Achilles then charged in at the group, forgetting the reason for his quiet kills. He slaughtered several elves before they attacked him in a collective and brought him down. Even then he thrashed and struggled severally, one of the elves held a pike and stabbed Achilles once through the stomach. Achilles kept struggling, but a little less and the elf jabbed once more in the chest. Achilles stopped struggling and laid on the floor, bleeding frealy but still maintained consiousness.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1][B]Name:[/B] Kain Crushak [B]Age:[/B] 20 [B]Gender:[/B]Male [B]Personality:[/B] Kain is calculating and a bit cold sometimes to people he is not familiar with. [B]Appearance:[/B] [url=http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/Sagethefiend/SandsofTime.jpg] Kain, except he wears a black shirt with black jeans. [/url] Bio: Kain was just a regualr man and came across his zoid while roaming about and has since used the zoid. Zoid sheet: [B]Name:[/B] Kraven [B]Model type:[/B] Gun Sniper [B]Color:[/B] Black with a mix of red strips going horizantally across the zoids body. [B]Weapons:[/B] Sniper cannon in the tail, two machine guns attached to each arm and a rocket pack on each shoulder. He also has a set of booster on each ankle so that it can reach high advantage points and has the claws on the feet if required, mainly used to clamp down when in sniper mode and one rear thruster if the extra boost is required. [B]Weakness:[/B] Weak armor due to long range capabilitys and no melee use. [B]Other info:[/B] Because of light weight it can run at fast rates to reach the apex of the arena and pick off any stray zoids that try to avoid the heavy battle or are prepareing their own sneak attack.[/SIZE][/COLOR] ooc: Hope this works.

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Achilles sat down and relaxed in front of the fire, stretching out and getting comfortable. Sarin passed him one of the drinks, Achilles sipped at it. [B] "Been waiting for one of these."[/B] Achilles sipped at it somemore then set it down. He lied down next to the fire with his hands on the back of his head. He looked up into the sky as it slowly truned from the twilight hugh to the deep purple and blue of the night sky. He saw stars slowly appear in bright lights of pure light and the moon was just coming out from the horizan. He felt at home once more. [B] "This is great. I feel like the world is not even there."[/B] Grace spoke up. [B] "How can you be so relaxed? Their is an elven army taking the land for themselves and destroying everything in their sight!"[/B] Achilles sat up and let his arms fall to his side, he looked to Grace. [B] "Because I cannot just dwell on the thought of an approching battle. The only proper time to think of killing another person is in the moment when you are facing another man who is going to take your life if you hesitate. So war is the farthest thing from my mind right now."[/B] Achilles remembered his hands and looked at the reddened cloth, he grabbed a stry stick from the ground and broke it in, he then pulled Dreadnaught out and set some of the blade in the fire. The metal started to heat until it turned to a white hot color. He unwrapped his bandages and and snatched the stick. [B] "Achilles, what are you doing?"[/B] Amer asked while sipping at his drink. [B] "Well, I have to seal my wounds or die from infection. I'd rather not die so soon."[/B] He stuck the stick in his mouth and bit down on it. He grabbed the handle of the sword, which was still cool, and he pressed the white hot part of the blade against his palm. A nasty hiss came from the wound and Achilles grunted bitting harder on the stick, he took it off after a few moments and looked at it. It had sealed up and was a blackish color. He switched hands and pressed the blade to it. The hiss followed once more and Achilles bit hard on the stick, he pulled it away and spit the stick out, he laid Dreadnaught donw on the ground and let the cold desert air cool it. [B] "That looked like it hurt like hell."[/B] Emilio said plainly. Achilles nodded. [B] "It did, it hurt a lot more then that. Your lucky your not human when it comes to wounds."[/B] Emilio nodded his agreement, Achilles grabbed his drink and finished it off quickly. He set the drink down and grabbed Dreadnaught that had cooled off by now and resheathed him. Achilles stood up an cracked his neck. [B] "Well I'm off to bed. See you all in the morning."[/B] He walked off and made his way to his bed, keeping Dreadnaught close just incase. He feel deeply into sleep, dreaming of what the other side would look like.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]As the other started walking Achilles started to rip out stripps in his shirt, Emilio turned and looked at him questionable. [COLOR=DarkRed][B] "What the hell are you doing?"[/B][/COLOR] Achilles stuck one end his mouth and begand to wrapp his hands up in his white shirt. [COLOR=DarkRed][B] "My hands have been cut open, and i'd rather not die from infection or sever blood loss. Wouldn't you agree?"[/B][/COLOR] Achilles tightened the bandaged and tied it off, he started on the other and started walking next to Emilio. [COLOR=DarkRed][B] "You make sense. We'll fix you up when we reach home."[/B][/COLOR] Achilles finished off the second one and tied it securely. They white strips were already turning a hugh of red, his shirt now torn up at the bottom showing an inch or two of his skin. Achilles pulled Dreadnaught out looking at the blood that now coated Dreadnaught. His blood. Emilio spoke. [COLOR=DarkRed][B] "Grown on you has it?"[/B][/COLOR] Achilles smiled then looked at Emilio. [COLOR=DarkRed][B] "He has. I have a request Emilio." [/B] [B] "What is?"[/B][/COLOR] Achilles took a deep breath then spoke. [B][COLOR=DarkRed] "When this war is over, I want you to take Dreadnaught back."[/B][/COLOR] Emilio looked at him with shock. [B][COLOR=DarkRed] "Are you feeling ok? Are you sure your not infected already."[/COLOR][/B] Achilles rolled his eyes. [B][COLOR=DarkRed] "I'm serious. When this end you must take him back and keep him hidden until he is needed again. Agreed?"[/COLOR][/B] Achilles waited for his response. Emilio looked at him for a few moments then spoke. [B][COLOR=DarkRed] "Before I agree to this, why are you making this request? Why not bring him back yourself?[/COLOR]"[/B] Achilles looked out at the horizan as if he was serching for something out their. Achilles spoke with out looking at him. [B][COLOR=DarkRed] "Because I have a feeling I'm not gonna see the end of the war. Now do you agree or not?"[/COLOR][/B] Emilio stared at him, he wasn't sure if he Achilles was going crazy from infection of the heat was getting to him. [B][COLOR=DarkRed] "Agreed. If you somehow can't bring Dreadnaught back. I will take him home and put him back where he will remain hidden."[/COLOR][/B] Achilles put one hand on his shoulder. [B][COLOR=DarkRed] "Thank you. Dreadnaught appreciates it."[/COLOR][/B] Achilles removed his hand and looked forward, staring into the horizan once more.[/SIZE][/COLOR]