Deadpool

[color=darkred][size=2][font=book antiqua][b]Name:[/b] Ashen [b]Age:[/b] 28 [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Personality:[/b] Tends to be flirty at times and always has a complinment. He refuses to hurt someones feelings but will joke from time to time. Loyal and trustworthy he is always trying to lend a hand to help. Clam and collected he likes to keep an open mind at everything. [b]Apperance:[/b] [url=http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d41/whitewolf_fang/?action=view¤t=Rei02.jpg]Casual Dress[/url] and [url=http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d41/whitewolf_fang/?action=view¤t=Demon_Knight.jpg]Armor[/url] [b]Weapon:[/b] The sword in the pic,[url=http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d41/whitewolf_fang/?action=view¤t=AbyssalBlade.jpg]Pic[/url]The Abyssal Blade a sword enchanted with dark magic. He can only use in dire emergancies because it slowly affects him and will change him into a Black Heart if he isn't careful [b]Posistion:[/b] Guardian[/font][/size][/color]

[color=darkred][size=2][font=book antiqua] He walked out of the room. He liked Gea, she was different then most demons, not to thrilled of being always called evil and the stereotyp that goes with being a demon. Drake walked outside for some fresh air when the voice came in hs head. [b]"There is the last of the group walking to you right now. Kill him"[/b] Drake turned and saw a young man walking towards him. [b]"Hey buddy. Can I get a light?"[/b] He pulled out a cigertte as the guy approached. [b]"Sorry Drake. I don't smoke or dip either"[/b] Drake's eyes went wide as he reached back for his pistol and suddenly found himself slammed against the wall. This guy was strong as hell. Their was no way his Master gave this guy that much power. [b]"What the hell?"[/b] The man smiled as a pair of white wings shot out his back. Drake couldn't belive it. [b]"Your a fuck.."[/b] He found himself unable to breathe. Teh man amiled. [b]"Cursing is against God Drake. I took the Devil's power. I was able to trick him into giving me more then he normally would. Now he will lose it slowly and I will become stronger and destroy your race starting with you. God and the other angels will become stronger as well"[/b] Drake grabbed the guy's hand and tried to pry them away. Suddenly a blade shot out of his elbow and he cut the guy on teh shoulder but was sent straight thfough and out the other side of the bulding. Drake snapped his fingers and appeared inside the room. Lee and Akasha were no where to be found. He busted in Gea's room. Gea lifted up her head. [b]"Drake. What is sam hell are you?"[/b] Drake dove across the bed and grabbed Gea and rolled to teh floor as a blast from the floor took out the bed and went through the ceiling. [b]"Some fucking angel has our Master's power. He knocked the shit out of me"[/b] He rolled again pulling Gea with him as another blast randomly hit the building. [b]"Lee get Akasha and meet me at the Clock tower."[/b] He stood up and and jumped out the window Gea still in his arms. The pavement cracked as he hit the pavement. [b]"Run"[/b] He turned around as several angels appreared. Gea changed as well and turend to fight. Drake grabbed her by the collar. [b]"Live to fight another day. Get some help. There is another demon somewhere in this city, she can help.(this character will appear when Lilt joins)"[/b] He turned slinging her full force into the sky towards the clock tower. He smiled and turend to the three angels. [b]"Alright you stuck up bitches let's go"[/b] He lunged forward blood splattering across the ground. Blades cut at his skin. Luckily he didn't lose power since he was on earth. He finsihed off the last one and fell to a knee. They were hell's last chance. [/font][/size][/color]

[color=darkred][size=2][font=book antiqua]Dang I hate to be the one to start a fight but oh well. [b]Name:[/b] Tray [b]Age:[/b] 25 [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Personality:[/b] He is cold at first impressions but after you get him to thaw he can get kind of chatty. He has a cold sense of humor and tends to cut deep with his harsh tongue but deosn't mean to hurt people's feelings. He is not one to voice his mind but will say something when others do. He likes to keep an open mind in doing everything so he can think things through. Strong sens of loyalty and will not hesistate to help someone who is in over their head though they may refuse his help. He tends to find it funny when poeple get mad over little things and end up clouding their judgment but will help them sort it out afterwards. [b]Appearance:[/b] [url=http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d41/whitewolf_fang/?action=view¤t=Rei02.jpg]Link[/url] [b]Reincarnation of:[/b] Del [b]Power:[/b] Though he can control ice to a degree. He is currently trying to figure out how to guide, make it turn whenever he wants to go where he desires. He has alos figured out how to coat his skin in ice though when he dimsisses it it has some nasty sideeffects. [b]Weapon:[/b] He has several chains that hang on both sides of his hips and around his waist [b]Bio:[/b] Troy didn't have a crappy life or anyhting imporant. He just lived an ordianry life like most kids even though he had blue hair, which most kids found funny. They constantly harassed him but found no change in Troy's behavior and thus not getting a reaction out of him finally gave up. Troy didn't really have much of freidns except for the kids that got picked on who he always stuck up for even though he may of lost the fight. He was sitting in school one day as their teacher talked about some people who could control things. One caught his ear. Some guy named Del who could control ice. Troy closed his eyes and began to day dream, seeing himself as Del. Suddenly he felt cold and opened his eyes. His entire hand was coated in ice and people were complaining about the room being cold. Troy's eyes darted around making sure no one saw what happened. He closed his eyes and thought it away and when he opened unfortautnly it was still there. He almost freaked out but calmed himself and redid it until the ice went away. Unfortuantly his hand remained red for a couple hours and it hurt everytime he moved it. After several years he slowly figured out what he could do. He slowly tried new things not pushing himself so he didn't accidently kill himself. There you go, hope that works[/font][/size][/color]

[color=darkred][size=2][font=book antiqua]Drake smiled as he walked out and followed Akasha ionto her room. [b]"Will you give me back the towel please?"[/b] Suddenly Gea's door opened and she walked out rubbing her eyes. [b]"What's going...?"[/b] Her words left as she saw Drake. Drake laughed as she looked him up and down. [b]"you finished yet?"[/b] Gea frowned and walked over to the kitchen sink. [b]"What are you doing"[/b] Drake watched her with interest as she filled a ecup with cold water then his eyes got big when he realized what she was about to do. [b]"Gea. Do not come anywhere near me with that or you will regret it"[/b] Gea smiled as she neared. Drake shrugged his shoulders. [b]"Have it your way"[/b] Suddenly his skin changed into the hard metal substance it really was. Blades shot out his arms as his head touched the ceiling. [b]"You really want to play now?"[/b][/font][/size][/color]

[color=darkred][size=2][font=book antiqua]Drake rested his head against the back of the couch of his large condo that he shared with Lee Baron. The others lived right next door. Suddenly a voice came in his head.[b]"Sleeping again are we? You are wanted"[/b] Drake smiled. [b]"Yes Monsath. Who is it?"[/b] Monsat's voice came back through [b]"A group of three men who made the deal to exchange their souls for the Master's power in order to have as much fun and cause as much chaos as they wanted. One is currently downtown and the other two are at their house"[/b] Drake opened his eyes and saw Lee in the kitchen. [b]"You ready"[/b] Lee nodded as he hit a button and several walls opened to reveal rows of guns. Drake opened his cell phone and punched in a number. [b]"Let's go"[/b] He grabbed his two pistols as Lee grabbed the suitcase that carried his rifle in it. Drake opened the door to find Gea and Akasha all ready to go. Drake climbed into the passenger seat of the car as Lee took off down the road. Gea checked her shotgun. [b]"Who si the target this time Drakkan?"[/b] Drake frowned. [b]"Remember do not use my demon name outside of hell. It is a couple of guys who wanted fun"[/b] Gea smiled. [b]"Aw did I push a couple buttons"[/b] Alright just post about like I did so we can get this running. We are about to find what we are fighting[/font][/size][/color]

Alright unless anyone else joins this will be up tomorrow when i get off of work which will be around four to five for me. I have no idea what that is for ya'll but I think I am Central not sure

[color=darkred][size=2][font=book antiqua]Hey chees master see if you can paste your pics into your post so we can see them. The links don't work. We have our two females unless someone else posts as one. We still need one more guy. [b]Name:[/b] Drake (Drakkan) Longshire [b]Age:[/b] 28 [b]Demon Age:[/b] 1,298 [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Personality:[/b] Like every typical demon he is ruthless and will stop at nothing to please his master. Sedistic and cruel but is also calm, collected, and wise for a demon from being through wars and other bloody times. [b]Human Appearance:[/b][url=http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d41/whitewolf_fang/?action=view¤t=guy-1.jpg]Link[/url] [b]Demon Appearance:[/b][url=http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d41/whitewolf_fang/?action=view¤t=XionAnimal3D.jpg]Link[/url] [b]Human Weapon:[/b]Two changable semi to full automatic pistols [b]Demon Weapon:[/b] [url=http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d41/whitewolf_fang/?action=view¤t=AbyssalBlade.jpg]Abyssal Blade(Link)[/url] and [url=http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d41/whitewolf_fang/?action=view¤t=Bloodsword.jpg]Bloodsword(Link)[/url] Their will be a main bad guy but I will bring him when the rp starts[/font][/size][/color]

[color=darkred][size=2][font=book antiqua][B]Name:[/B] Troy Wood [B]Age:[/B] 22 [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Appearance:[/b] [url=http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d41/whitewolf_fang/?action=view¤t=guy-1.jpg]Troy[/url] [b]Personality:[/b] Calm and calculating. Because he cannot see he takes in everything with his other senses. Tends to act weaker then he is, thus giving his opponent a false sense of sercurity only to crush it and demorlaize them. He will not speak crual or mean to anyone or anything but tries to help in anyway possible [b]Gangirock:[/b] Disentigration. He controls plasma [b]What did you lose after obtaining Gangirock:[/b] His eyes are unable to adjust to the amount of light. Therefore he cannot stand a bit of light and is forced to where a solid black band across his eyes to sheild them. If light does touch them then he cannot see whatsoever for hours. [b]Bio:[/b] Troy lived a happy life with his family, who just so happened to be a part of the Triggers. For years they told him the evils of the SATG. He grew up hating all of them until he came across a group of Triggers raping and torturing a woman that they claimed was with the SATG. It was none other then his own mom. He ran home to hs dad and told him what he saw. His dad then spoke out only to have them labeled as traitors. Troy's dad sent him away before his family was taken into custody. Troy wandered about until he came across a man that took him him. He did not know at the time that they were planning to put him into the Gangirock Phenomenon Compatibility System. He under months of testing until they were actually done with him. He never spoke out no matter how hard the pain was, he only knew that what they were doing would help him with hsi plans later down the road. It wasn't till after they were done witht eh last test when they awoke him. He opened his eyes only to have an searing pain corse through his body. He shut his eyes and fell to the floor. The doctor turned off the lights and checked his eyes. They told him that he that he would have to wear a special band for the rest of his life as long as he was in daylight. Even the light from a full moon made his eyes somewhat sore. It took him years to adjust and through that time he became compassionite with others. He become more like a mentor or counsler, helping others understand that they were more fortunate then he was and to be thankful with their lives. He saved several of the other expirments from killing themselves[/font][/size][/color]

[color=darkred][size=2][font=book antiqua]Drake watched the many people in the club mill about and converse with each other. He smiled as he turned his head to the dancers in the center of the stage. He took a sip of his beer as he leaned back and watched them sway back and forth. The one in the middle was by far the best and was stealing the show. A slight movement caught his eye off over at the back door of the building. A large bulk of a man stood leaning against the door staring straight at him. Drake nodded his head and the man moved off to the side of the VIP section. Drake looked at his watch. ?Three?two?one?? Right then a guy came through the doors with a girl around his arm. At the moment he sat down the dancer on the center stage suddenly made her way in front of the guy and began swaying her hips back and forth in front of him. Drake finished his beer and stood up, keeping it wrapped tightly around him. He walked into the VIP area and moved in front of the guy?s view of the dancer. ?Hey man move. I?m watching? Drake smiled. ?Your time?s up Jordan? Jordan narrowed his eyes. ?What do you mean my time is up?? Drake held out his hand and a scroll appeared with Jordan?s name on it. Jordan suddenly became wide eyed and jumped up. ?No I am not going down there? He suddenly pulled out a gun and aimed it at Drake?s head. Instantly the dancer reached behind Drake?s back and pulled out a pistol. The girl Jordan came in with suddenly pulled out a pistol and aimed it at Jordan as well. Drake laughed. ?I don?t think that would be a good idea? Several guys pulled out guns as well and aimed it at the group. Jordan cracked a grin. ?Unfortunately my guys outnumber you two to one? Bullets began ripping through the club sending people scattering or falling to the ground dead. The man that stood at the back of the VIP area smiled as he sprayed the crowd with the minigun in his hands Drake pulled out two SMGs and began firing at Jordan?s bodyguards. Drake smiled as bodies laid everywhere in the club. Jordan was on his knees begging for mercy with the dancer?s pistol to his head. ?Please, I will do anything? Drake nodded. ?Then die? Jordan opened his mouth to protest as blood sprayed the floor. Alright here?s the deal. These four people are the devil?s collectors. Anyone that signs a contract with the Devil is visited by these four when their time to go to hell comes. Now even though there is only a certain number of main spots, There can be other characters, which I will need in the story farther down the road so if you do not get the spot do not be sad as I will take the next best singups to use. Who ever has the best signup when I start it gets the spot. Signups Name: Age: What you look like as a human. Please make it over 21 at least Demon Age: Gender: Personality: Human Appearance: Demon Appearance: Human Weapon: Please make it guns Demon weapon: Melee only please [/font][/size][/color]

[color=darkred][size=2][font=book antiqua][b]Name:[/b] Tyler Whitmar [b]Age::[/b] 29 [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Blood Type:[/b] AB Positive [b]Height:[/b] 6'2" [b]Weight:[/b] 228 lbs [b]Allergies:[/b] Sugar (cuts out on a lot of good food) [b]Phobias:[/b] None for now. Will change if I can come up with a good one[/font][/size][/color]

[color=darkred][size=2][font=book antiqua][b]Name:[/b] Duke West [b]Age:[/b] 17 [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Personality:[/b] Jokes a lot and is somewhat sarcastic but has a good heart and doesn't mean to hurt anyone unless they make the first stab. Good natured and has a problem flirting with the girls. He always sticks up for his freinds though no matter what it costs. Can be knid of distyant at times when he is triying to take in everything and get a handle on himself. He doesn't go crazy but he just isn't himself. He has very good self discipline and a high pain tolerance due to years of martial arts training because of his childhood. [b]Powers:[/b] Earth and wind. Bascially he casues a lot of earthquakes, tornadoes, hurricanes, bascially natural disaters. [b]Appearance:[/b]Stands about 5'10" with short buzzed brown hair. He has emerald green eyes and a medium tan. He also has a farmers tan making his arms and legs a lot darker then the rest of his body. He normally wears semi tight faded jeans with a large silver buckle of a mustang(horse) with a brown belt. His preference in footwear in good old heavy duty brown leather boots. He is most commenly seen wearing a muscle shirt. i will finsih lzter

[size=2][font=book antiqua]OOC: Glad to see this back up and running. If the vampires do start to post again that will be even better Carmen walked into a dark room where the sound of metal being striked could be heard. A man dipped a heated blade down into the water and a long hiss came out as it cooled. Momnets later he pulled it out and handed it to Carmen. Carmen sheathed it then left. He found Sarin moments later Sitting outside. [b]"Its getting worse isn't it?"[/b] Sarin nodded. Carmen produced the blade from behind his back and held the hilt out to Sarin. [b]"Present"[/b] Sarin pulled the blade out. The blade was solid black with a red edge. [b]"What is it made of?"[/b] Carmen smiled. [b]"The black is a new alloy some of the preists came up with. The red is bascially Kizan's armor. A substance can be cut by itself. So naturally Kizan's armor can be cut by the same material it is made of. That means if you score another hit. He is going to be one pissed of and hurt fucker."[/b] He turend and walked away down tot eh library. He pulled old books off the shelf. [b]"Their has to be something to help Sarin"[/b] [color=darkred]Kizan sat in his room and closed his eyes as a voice spoke in his head. [b]"You didn't write brother"[/b] Kizan let out a smile. [b]"Its seems you are back"[/b] Suddenly a new aura presented itself in his mind. [b]"So it seems I did infect him"[/b] He slowly stood up and disappeared into the day without a sound. After an hour he stood leaning against the tree behind Sarin. It wasn't until at least ten minutes later Sarin suddenly gripped the sword and pulled it out. [b]"I know your there. Come out"[/b] Kizan noticed the way he gripped this sword differently, with more assurance that it wouldn't break so he would just have to take it away from him. Kizan slowly stepped out. [b]"i am not here to fight you merely to talk"[/b] Sarin charged suddenly. He was getting faster every time they met. Kizan suddenly pulled out one of the huge broadswords and knocked Sarin's away into a tree, then sheathed it. [b]"Now you will listen. Walk with me"[/b] He turned away and started walking then smiled as he heard Sarin pull hsi sword as he walked towards him. [b]"This is a Truce between you and me. No one must know."[/b] Sarin tilted his head [b]"And what is this agreement"[/b] Kizan smiled. [b]"I what you to help me Find the Blood Vice. A cross that will help me return back to a purebreed."[/b] Sarin took a step back. [b]"Help you. Your insane"[/b] Kizan's eyes suddenly flashed and Sarin fell to the ground in pain as the wound burned. Kizan knelt down. [b]"you do not want this curse. You help me find this, not only will it cure me of this vampire trait, but also rid you of your coming change. If Dracula gets a hold of this when they wake him, it is the end of us all. I leave you to decide"[/b] He pressed his hand on Sarin's shoulder making the pain grow before he disappeared in the woods.[/color][/font][/size]

[color=darkred][size=2][font=book antiqua]Let's see what I can do [b]Name:[/b] Vince [b]Age:[/b] 17 [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Race:[/b] Saden. A demon that lives in storms. Though similar to their cousins and bitter rivals, the Kuj. Saden have a stone one the back of their neck, along the middle of the spine, and on the bottom of each wrist, but they have one that is hidden inside the body as well. They control electricity and anything with a static charge even if it is very faint. They can aslo predict weather patterns perfectly. They have forever been at war with the Kuj until both races were almost completely wiped out. [b]Class:[/b] Storm Rider. Rides in storms using them as cover to take out his foes. [b]Weapon:[/b] Two enchanted scimitars [url=http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d41/whitewolf_fang/?action=view¤t=scim.jpg]Link[/url] [b]Skills:[/b] Extremely fast due to his race. Somewhat strong compared to a human but not like a Kuj. Is able to somewhat glide not fly. [b]Magic:[/b] Can control lighting and its attributes [b]Appearance:[/b] [url=http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d41/whitewolf_fang/?action=view¤t=guy-1.jpg]Here[/url] [b]Bio:[/b] Screams. They echoed in his mind constantly. When he slpet, when he ate. No matter what he did they were there. He had only gotten lucky enough to have been out with another group of storm riders for the first time ambushing a Kuj camp to escape the bloodshed of his home in the clouds. He could remeber the constant flash of lighting, people talking back and forth. After the fighting was over it rained blood down on the ground beneath his home. That was how they knew something was wrong. They told Vince to stay while they chekced it out. He waited for three days until he finally transported himself througha lighting bolt up to his home. Almost nothing remained of his house and the stench of the dead was everywhere. After that fatful day he has traveled the land trying to figured out what happened to his race. He belives in his hear that the Kuj had found a way to get up and slaughtered his race. He vows to kill them all until he dies. [b]Personality:[/b]Though he tends to be sarcastic and filled with hate, he is extremely hurt on the inside and feels pain constantly. His eyes are filled with rage. Even though he is in constant turmoil he has a very strong grip and self discipline and refuses to let himself go mad with hate. He is hostile toward only the Kuj. Let's see how this goes konske. Might add a nice little twist with two waring races have to work together[/font][/size][/color]

[color=darkred][size=2][font=book antiqua]Sorry but I am dropping out. Sorry Deathsye but this is just getting out of hand for me and no one wants to at least admit defeat at all and everyone is ultra powerful. Kizan had his limits as your guards were able to break free of the mind trick due to Elite training. I give you complete control of my character Deathsye to do whatever you want. Take care dude and possibly see you in anothr one[/font][/size][/color]

[color=darkred][size=2][font=book antiqua] Kizan remained unchanged even though Xenox couldn't see under it. [b]"Less fury because my emotions are in check. I was once a Jedi hunter and defeated many Sith until I came across the Dark Lord Daghin. I was beaten and then he gave me a proposal I could not refuse. I became his apprentice and trained for years until I surpassed him and slaughtered him and hs crew."[/b] Xenos gave what looked to be a frown. [b]"That does not sound very honorable"[/b] Kizan smiled.[b]"Honor does not always apply to most Sith"[/b] Xenos spat. [b]"Doesn't help me trust you know does it"[/b] His sword came out as suddenly the two guards behind him used their swords to block Xenos path. [b]"That is if your guards will let you kill me"[/b] Kizan waved his hand as the guards suddenly shook their heads and lowered their sword. [b]"Learning to control your emotions as a Sith lets you unlock even greater power. Most Sith fight with their emotions but I can teach you if you want me to"[/b][/font][/size][/color]

[color=darkred][size=2][font=book antiqua]OOC: One sith against the entire jedi council along with yoda with ease. Most unlikly. I say killed about three then yoda would have owned your ass majorly. IC: Kizan turned off his double bladed red lightsaber as the Sith flagship floated dead in space. None remained after the little uprising that Kizan had started and now he had killed the Dark Lord. He relsihed his vistory and he sat at the helm and turned the ship toward Naboo. Hours later a fleet of weird ships came into view and Kizan put the ship into a dead drift. It slowly floated towards the fleet as a message came over demanding that he state his presence or be fired apon. Another voice spoke saying that the ship was adrift and that they should search it for imporant files and whatnot. [b]"Good a chance to fight with my new title. Suddenly another ship came flying out of the side. He instantly recognized it as Sky one of the rogue Sith. The ship suddenly rocked as docking pods connected.[/font][/size][/color]

[color=darkred][size=2][font=book antiqua]Kampfer watched Ruby duck back into the room and heard another crash. [b]"What in sam hell is going on in here?"[/b] He poked his head in right as a vase hit him in the head and everything stopped as Ruby peeked around from her hiding spot and Tasubakiwas stock still in fright. [b]"I'm sorry I didn't mean to hit you with the vase"[/b] Kampfer suddenly pushed open the door and walked over to the bed and looked down at Tasubaki. [b]"So you repay Ruby for saving your life by throwing vases at her. By the way how many vases were there. Judging by the look at the floor enough to decorate an entire army"[/b] He turned over the table Ruby was using for protection. [b]"Some people are so ungratful"[/b] He helped her up then walked back into the hallway and into the bar. Right as he rounded the corner and ran into Tsudo, another guy and girl that were sitting around a table. The girl and guy he sent to the ground. He slwoly knelt down and offered his hand. [b]"Dreadfully sorry about that miss. Here let me help you up. Still trying to be graceful with my bulk in these tight quarters"[/b] He noticed the hushed stares and turned his head. [b]"What? It's not like I meant to do that. Just beceasue I killed a dozen guards and two Espers doesn't mean I am out to get everyone"[/b][/font][/size][/color]

[color=darkred][size=2][font=book antiqua]Kampfer frowned. Thisa was beginning to grow boring. The key suddenly shot towards Tsudo as he pulled it with his mind. [b]"Game over"[/b] Kampfer grabbed Ruby and threw her across the room right into the key. She snatched it as she went by and landed on the floor. [b]"I win"[/b] Kampfer suddenly crossed his arms and then put back on his mental armor. This is going no where fast"[/b][/font][/size][/color]

[color=darkred][size=2][font=book antiqua][b]Name:[/b] Kizan "Sub Zero" Dante [b]Race:[/b] Sith [b]Age:[/b] 27 [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Rank:[/b] Dark Master/General [b]Personality:[/b] Is cold like the very breath of him. He seldom talks but when he does it is usally for his own demented pleasure. He will not hesistate to put leutinetens and any other lower ranks in their places. Or will teach them if he deems them worthy of his skills [b]Appearance:[/b] [url=http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d41/whitewolf_fang/?action=view¤t=sub2.jpg]Link[/url] [b]Bio:[/b] Once the apprentice to a powerful dark lord until he killed him after surpassing him. Now he has made his name know through the galaxy and will stop at nothing to get what he wants. Commanding the dark armies of the Sith he will stop at nothing to destory the Jedi[/font][/size][/color]

[color=darkred][size=2][font=book antiqua]Cool Haven't heard anything about Orhpen in a while. [b]"Kizan Hilsen. Finally glad to meet you in person. Your repuation precedes you"[/b] The man at the table rose to meet the black cloaked person as a somewhat dark voice came out of the depths from under the hood. [b]"That is not always a good thing depending on where you go"[/b] He sat down as the man grew uncomfertable. [b]"There is no need for secrets here, my friend. We are perfect safe in my lavish ho..."[/b] His hand slowly rose to the dagger that was now embedded in his throat. The four guards around the table blinked in surprise as none of them even saw the stranger move. At once they closed in on Kizan as he flipped backwards away from them and whipped his cloak off. A pair of light gray eyes full of blood and death stopped the guards in their tracks. The man stood clothed in a dark red suit of battle armor that seemed to be straight out of hell with its many spikes and demonic looking designs. His entire left arm was covered from the shoulder to the gauntlet while his right arm only had a forearm band and a bicep band and a darkred guantlet. The rest of his body was fully covered as well. Several strands of long white hair fell out from underneath the helmet as he reached to his hips and pulled off the two bladed and spiked tonfas. The left one clinked into place on his armor with the three foot scimtar blade pointed straight back while the right one spun in his hand in a blur. The guards looked at each other before rushing. Three fell with their throats cut after several quick blurs. The fourth turned and ran making Kizan laugh. He held out his hand as a thin pillar of black shot from his hand through the man's chest. He sheathed his tonfas then spun drawing the large broadsword on his back at the sound of clapping, then sheathed it. [b]"William"[/b] A somewhat heavy set man came into the building. [b]"Thank you Kizan. It is a good thing you only trained 23 years of your 27 year life or you would be the best mercenary there is"[/b] He set a rather large bag of money down on the table. Kizan searched the bodies getting anything of value then smiled at William. [b]"i am the best"[/b] He threw the cloak back voer him hidding his features as William fell dead on the ground with a dagger in his throat. Kizan searched him until he was satisfied then grabbed the bag and left[/font][/size][/color]

[color=darkred][size=2][font=book antiqua]Kampfer sniffed the bottle then set it to the side. [b]If you want to get me something next time get the strongest they have.[/b] He turned and looked down all the hallwyas keeping his eyes peeled for anyone that could do them harm. His attentiopn suddenly snapped back when Ruby said his name. [b]"Kampfer. Do you mind if I ask you a question?"[/b] Kampfer shook his head keeping hin mind not to hit the low ceiling and the debri hanging from it. [b]"Not at all"[/b] [b]"Why is it that you have not let me out of your sight ever since you say me?"[/b] Kampfer scratched his head. [b]"From what I can remember before I awoke again was that I was a bodyguard and I guarded something or someone. I may not have been one but I have this natural sense to guard somthing. When I awoke I went mad cuase I couldn't find it. I killed until I was ablle to get a handle on myself. When I saw you I felt like I had found that missing thing I was supposed to guard. Sounds weird don't it"[/b][/font][/size][/color]

[color=darkred][size=2][font=book antiqua]Dustin rode into the back of the woods were he found Jax waiting for him. [b]"What do you want now?"[/b] Jax held out what looked like a silver bnad and collar sort of device. [b]"One is a device that helps keep mind readers out of your head so they have no idea what they are up to. With this they have no power over you whatsoever. And this is a mind control collar. I am going to have breif control over your mind and make you attack the school. Do not get attached to Hydra for she will meet her end along with the others.[/b] Dustin nodded as he put on the devices. [b]"Tell Alue hi for me will you"[/b] At last he was going to get to blow somthing up[/b] His eyes glazed over as his body went on its own and he mounted the horse and rode back to the school. One of his cards glowed orange in his hand as his body ready the attack[/font][/size][/color]

[font=book antiqua][size=2]Carmen's eyes slowly opened a few hours later. Pain shot through his stiff body as he gingerly brought himself to sit upright. His wounds had by now dired and scabbed over though his clothes were soaked and there was a puddle on the floor. His gazed over to his fallen comrades who were now better off then he was. Sarin was already awake thoguh looked like shit as he sat on a crate gazing at his broken sword. Carmen made his way over to Allura and gently patted the side of her face waking her up. [b]"Come on"[/b] He heard a rustle as Kredion came out of the debri and sat down next to them. What seemed like an eternity passed before anyone broke the silence. Kredion eyes jumped from one person to the next. [b]"I think we are in a load of shit right now"[/b] Allura gave a half smile. [b]"I didn't know preists use that kind of language"[/b] Kredion shook his head. [b]"Only when the time comes for it"[/b] Cramen rose back to his feet.[b]"[Let's head back to the guild and check the archives on this guy"[/b] Allura walked over to the wall and pulled her card out as Sarin began scooping up the peices of his sword. [b]"We didn't even scratch it"[/b] Allura held up her card where a tinge of red was on the edge. [b]"I beg to differ"[/b] Sarin suddenly rose holding a small peice of crimson metal. [b]"And it looks like his armor isn't unbreakable after all"[/b] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Hours passed as they waited for the tests to come back on the samples they had obtained. A lab tech walked in and handed the sheets down on the table that was strewn with books. [b]"Here's the reports"[/b] Carmen looked them over. [b]"Well this agrees with what we found. Kizan is half vampire half weredragon. Unfortuantly he has none of their weakness. The only thing he is weakened by is a special type of obsidan which is only found inside volcanos where it is too hot to go. Fortuantly his swords are made of this so that is what we have to use to kill him. His armor is our main problem. It is a mix of diamond, ruby, titanium, and silver. [color=darkred]Kizan watched from the shadows of Eden's room as she got up from her bed and closed the window curtains before the sunshine came through. He silently emerged and gazed down at the boy as she turned around and gasped then let out a sigh [b]'You should be more careful and not so reckless. If the humans do find out about you then we are screwed"[/b] [b]"They already know..."[/b] Kizan cringed as she screamed. [b]"What! You reckless son of a bitch. Now they..."[/b] She soon found herself up against the wall with Kizan's hand around he neck constricting her air. Kizan held one of the broken pieces of Sarin's sword. [b]"I doubt they could do anything even if they tried. All I want is one small favor. Bring me Allura"[/b] With that said he strode out the door into the hallway. Vampires moved out of his way so as not to piss him off. He rounded the corner when something else caught his eye. It was a yuonger vampire about twelve or thirteen even he guessed her about high 100's or low 200's. She had tattoos covering her right arm and neck and someon her stomach with somwhat spiky looking hair. [b]"Well well"[/b] He came up behind her as she was gathering what looked like items to make traps into her arms then turned around running staright into him and fell back on the ground. [b]"Why you little bitch! Watch where your...."[/b] He voice left her as her eyes caught Kizan's. Kizan smiled as she hurrdily tore her eyes away and bowed her head trying to get everything back together. [b]"That's quite a tongue you have there. I have half a mind to cut it off."[/b] He crouched down and grabbed her chin forcefully and tilted her face towards him. [b]"I thought I would never see another pretty face. I will let you keep that tongue on one condition. It remains sharp to all those against you."[/b] He grabbed the rest of the things on teh ground and helped her up. [b]"Come down to the catacombs sometime. My door is open and I will tach you a thing or two"[/b][/color][/size][/font]

[color=darkred][size=2][font=book antiqua][b]"Back of the line kid"[/b] Kampfer gazed at the idoit who just tried to skip him. The kid turned around. [b]"shut your trap. I could kill...[/b] He never got to finish his sentence as he suddenly went flying across the hall and slammed into the other wall with a sickening thud. He piled his plate full of food and another with desserts and walked out intot he room filled with tables. The guards hadn't even bothered trying to cuff him after the threatened to knock them out. He was on probation and only allowed to hurts people if they started it. He suddenly spied Ruby and Tsudo sitting at a table off in the corner and joined them. Ruby eyes blazed with hate. [b]"What are you doing? Why are your wrists not cuffed?"[/b] Kampfer smiled. [b]"I am eating and because I killed them all. Just joking I am on probation basically"[/b] Tsudo took Ruby's attention away from Kampfer. [b]"If Sahama ever picks a fight with you again I will be the.."[/b] Kampfer interupted. [b]"Which one is Sahama?"[/b]Tsudo pointed him out and Kampfer suddenly got up and dragged him from his food by the back of his neck and grabbed his tray as well. He brought the kid over. [b]"Did you apologize to Ruby?"[/b] Sahama tried to get away. [b]"No man let me go"[/b] Kampfer clamped down on his shoulder muscle sending a wave of shapr pain through his body. [b]"I suggest you do so now and never even talk to her again. Tsudo will hurt you but you will wish your back getting your ass kicked by him after I'm done with you"[/b] Saham fell to his knees from the pain. [b]"Okay I'm sorry I'm sorry"[/b] Kampfer let go then dumped his tray into the trash. [b]"Have fun at the back of the line partner"[/b] He sat back down and acted like nothign happened as they just stared at him wide eyed.[b]"What were we talking about again?"[/b][/font][/size][/color]

[color=darkred][size=2][font=book antiqua]The black cape fluttered in the breeze as the man moved along the path. A passing wagon kicked up a cloud of dust that circled around him as it was caught in the wind and cause him to pull the black hood farther over his face even though it already shrouded his features from people. It was growing closer to night and he needed to find a place to rest. As he walked along a large black panter suddenly came out of the shrubs carrying a small fawn in its mouth. Jason kneeled down and took the fawn from its mouth then slung it over its shoulder. [b]"You never fail me do you Jager?"[/b] He looked around and saw a path that lead throught eh forest. After following it for about an hour he came ou onto a beach where about half a mile down. He planted his halbred in the sand and pulled out his axe and walked back to the edge of the forest and felled a couple semi thick trees in a couple swings the preceded to drag them back and create a large bonfire that was in about a foot deep hole. Jason skinned the deer and threw the pelt into the fire and as he took strips of meat and stuck sticks threw them. He angled the sticks over the fire, lit his pipe, then sat back as Jager sat next to him keeping a wayr eye on the man and woman talking further down the beach. [b]"Stay Jager. Do not move even if they come over here"[/b][/font][/size][/color]