RPG The Mechanical Angel [M-VL]

[Lostcause]

O.O.C. So effin sorry that I've been out of commission for so long. I love you all, AND I'M SO SORRY :animecry: . PLEASE TAKE ME BACK, I'LL DO ANYTHING. And I'll prove that with this entry :animesmil .....hopefully


The words reached Woe late in the battle.

[B]?Make sure Azrael escapes!!!"[/B]

[I]Shit, always left for the clean up. I am going to have to show these men a few rules of mine later.[/I]

With a smirk, Woe quickly turned to look Azrael dead in the eye.

[B]"Let's go. Heaven isn't done with you yet. If we don't move we'll get the whole bunch of fruits coming down on us."[/B]

Azrael stumbled backwards after hearing the words come from Woe's mouth.

[B]"Such a change for an angel of God."

"I respect Him, not his failed creations. Humans I just pity."[/B]

Woe quickly grabbed Isa by the hand and picked up Drew in the other. She ran towards the edge of the building. She jumped over the edge, free-falling down the side of the building. Quickly, her eyes focused in on a man with a gun atop the nearby building that Woe planned on landing on.

[B]?Shit, Hold on!"[/B]

Woe launched the two men far into the air above the building. Spinning in mid air, woe launched a blade straight into the mains abdomen, slicing him into twice easily distinguishable pieces. Looking up Woe soared catching the two men as they reached the top of the skyward ascension.

Drew hung upside down in Woe's arm, putting him in prime view for ?a private show". Woe looked down and saw the eyes of the human light up like those of a fifteen year old boy....alone...and defiled in filthy thoughts.

Shaking it off, Woe soared through the air.

[B]"So where exactly do you plan on taking us."

?Well, Lucifer did have this nice place over on sixth avenue.?[/B]

Woe soared with the two males for miles on end. When she finally reached her destination both of her accomplices were amazed.

[B]"I know he had a thing with pain and suffering, but this is luxurious. Who?d a thunk the king of hell would like his digs so comfortable."

"Drew, don't touch anything, it's bad enough Woe broke the window when we landed."

"Hey, I didn't mean to. If Mr. Horndog would have stopped looking up my dress, maybe he wouldn?t have been so surprised when we neared the window. Anyway, it doesn?t matter, I can fix that. Anyway, everyone get some rest, I'm going to go see if I can go help out Dead."[/B]

Drew opened the door, reading the number outside.

[B]"Ha, that's funny as hell. Hey, Az, take a look, room number 66 on sixth avenue."[/B]

O.O.C. I'll write some more, just had to get this out there, plus I?m hungry, and if i eat myself, then we cant have anymore "amazing" entries from me.

[DeadSeraphim]

[COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1][FONT=Arial]With a mighty roar Dead burst into flame, his eyes glowing dark and red and the horns on his forehead elongating and becoming as black as death. His stomach bled freely, but the flames were quickly healing it - such was the blessings of immortality.

He regarded Gabriel with a smirk and cracked his neck. 'You looked into my mind, angel, what did you see? Did you see what I did to the villagers in the church? Did you watch as I murdered the children? Did you cry as I destroyed islands of innocent humans?' A low evil laugh escaped his throat. 'Or did you enjoy it... because they are so far beneath us of more pure heritage?'

Gabriel snarled. 'I thought no such thing, you abomination.' Dead's laugh end abruptly and he regarded the angel with a sombre expression.

'Very well. Now I stop these games.' With preternatural speed the fallen angel leapt into the air, looking like a fireball fleeing to the moon. Gabriel smirked.

'Who's fleeing now?' he shouted. 'Running from me because my water so easily vanquishes your fire? It figures, the fallen have no honour.' Dead's laugh echoed down to him from where he'd stopped high in the sky.

'I flee noone, angel,' he called back, the flames engulfing him suddenly disappearing. A worried expression briefly crossed Gabriel's features. What was he doing...? But all too soon it become obvious.

Dead had drawn a flaming pentacle in the sky before him, and was performing a series of complex hand movements before it. Gabriel's eyes narrowed. This did not bode well.

'Raphelle, Metatron, Johana find Azrael and Woe,' he said, not taking his eyes off Dead. 'This fiend needs dealing with once and for all.'

'But Gabri-' Metatron was itching to get a piece of Dead too.

'No buts, Metatron. Just go!' With a sigh the angel nodded and motioned to the two women to follow his lead. Within minutes they'd disappeared down the same dark alleyway as Woe and Azrael had. Gabriel and Dead were alone again.

--

From far above Dead watched the little scene with amusement. They were so odd, these angels. Taking orders from a being of lesser strength, how repugnant. Still, it was their decision to leave Gabriel here alone with him - they'd have to deal with the consequences of his death.

'Pray to your God, angel,' Dead called down. 'Pray that you have a good excuse for him when I send you back in pieces!'

'Big words from he who floats above me out of harms way! But come, show me what you've got.' Gabriel assumed a fighting stance and glared at Dead. Dead chuckled.

'Very well.' With excessive force Dead pulled his fist back and punched through the centre of the pentagram, thus finishing the rites he had started to perform early. At once the powers of hell imbued him with extra strength - his wings creaked and groaned as they grew larger still, his muscles grew and heaved and his sword's flame changed from orangey-red to almost transparent blue.

He was complete. And it would be Gabriel's down fall.

Noiselessly he swooped down out of the sky with his super-charged blade held at horizontal, slamming the angel in the stomach and cutting deep. Gabriel coughed up a mouthful of blood and brought his own sword hilt around to smash Dead in the side of the head, sending the angel reeling for a moment.

'That hurt...' Dead whispered.

'Yeah well there's more where that came from!' Gabriel sent a jet of water at Dead to weaken his powers, but when they connected with skin they created only steam. Not put off by this, Gabriel launched himself at Dead, stabbing him deep in the side. Dead snarled and knocked him away, blood trickling out the side of his mouth. Bringing his open palm up to face the angel, he launched a white hot fireball at the man. With a mighty, steam-filled explosion Gabriel flew backward and into a wall, collapsing with his chin on his chest.

'Bloody impudent angels,' Dead muttered as he observed the broken immortal being before him. 'Not even worth the effort of finishing off.' With that he soared into the air, picking up and honing in on Azrael's now familiar metal-tainted presence. It came as a matter of great concern, however, when he met Woe mid-air.

'Why are you here?' he hissed, still in his advanced demonic form. 'I told you to look after Azrael!'

'I came to help you!' Dead backhanded her suddenly, his eyes narrowed. Her resultant shocked gasp thrilled him deep inside.

'He is the priority here. Not me. And angels are closing in on him [i]right[/i] now.' His eyes darted around in the air for a moment. 'And where the [b]fuck[/b] has Belial disappeared too?' [/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[Lostcause]

[B]"Be lucky Lucifer assigned you specifically, otherwise you'd be on the ground my dear accomplice."[/B]

Woe shook her head.

[B]"Do they know which way we headed when we left?"[/B]

Dead wad locked swords with Gabriel again. This time he managed to knock the sword down and give the angel of God a swift kick in the stomach, flinging him across the modern battlefield.

[B]"Yes, now go angel. If you make it back from this one, with Azrael and his minion in tow, you might gain a little more respect....or not."[/B]

[B]"Always triffiling in my affairs I see. Safety be with you."[/B]

Woe took a last look at the battling men.

[I]Always busy showing off. Men, angels and humans both are completely hopeless anymore. At least Adam knew how to sew an outfit together. [/I]

Shaking her head, Woe flew off in the direction of Azrael and Drew. Thoughts raced through her head. Should she take the sky high approach, or stay closer to the ground? Snipe each off at once, or go in for some real fun?

As Woe soared aimlessly through the night sky, she soon saw three figures running through alleys at great speeds. Amazingly, they were headed towards the hotel. A demonic chuckle came from the fallen angel as she dropped like a rock from the sky. As she neared the three, she closed her eyes. She dropped remarkably close to the ground before flapping her wings, sending human girl back about ten feet.

[B]"Oh, pore frail being, I should have warned her shouldn't have I. Oh well, looks like she only sprained an ankle."[/B]

At that moment Johanna reached for her ankle as it swelled in pain.

Metatron stepped forward, obviously taking the leader role. Woe let out a sigh.

[B]"Now why do you want to go there with me? You know that I could trash you in an instant. Look, if you all just go see Lucifer for a bit, I'm pretty sure he could clear things up."

"We aren't going anywhere near that demon, Woe. Why are you doing this? Just because you fell does not mean you have to fight against us."

"Oh really, last time I checked, I WAS FUCKING THROWN FROM HEAVEN BY YOU UNGRATEFUL SONs OF A BITCH!!!!!"[/B]

Woe's eyes opened wide.

[B]"Hahaha, seems I spend far too much time about Dead. But, then again, I am enjoying this new sensation. Evil is nice, incase you didn't know. Just realizing you dish out the pain, and then they die. HAHAHAHAHA. Oh, lorde, I need to calm myself down. Lose anything else, and I might be considered insane in this realm."[/B]

Metatron shook his head.

[B]"I have nothing to say other than for you to ready yourself."[/B]

He turned his head looking at his two friends behind him.

[B]"Run. Find Azrael and keep him confined."

"Oh, no no no no my dear Metatron. By the way, I'm gonna call you Metty now. It's cute. Metty, this is a GROUP activity. You know I love to hang out in groups. So, since the pathetic human is down, guess that?s just bell-girl and you, right? Oh yeah, what joy. I get to play with the hunchback's wife, and a true 'gangsta'."[/B]

Woe laughed after every comment she made. It seemed as though she had no true cares in life except the present. She didn't understand she was upsetting her opponents, she didn't even realize the sun was soon to come up, putting them all at the risk of exposure.

Both angels rushed at Woe, one with a beautiful katana, and the other with a makeshift war-hammer that looked like a large bell. Using the dark to her advantage, woe simply began to dodge the large bells attacks, while blocking Metatron's with her knives.

Surprisingly the stout girl with the bells was swift with her mighty weapon. She swung at great speeds, and with much force behind each heave. She was quite a valiant fighter, along with her side kick.

Swiftly Woe jumped back to the edge of the alley.

[B]"Seems we have some FUN before us. But, if we are going to continue this, I am afraid your little friend won't make it. Oh shucks, she'll magically get hit by one of my blades. It's a shame how fate works."[/B]

Metatron took a stand obstructing Woe's view of Johanna.

[B]"Oh Metty, have you fallen for her. I don't know what to say. How could you ever leave me? I'M THE BEST THING YOU'LL EVER HAVE METTY."[/B]

Laughing, Woe moved fast to Johanna's side. No one saw her till she was there. Putting her hand to her cheek, Woe stared at the human.

[B]"What ever shall we do about this lil pain your having? OOO, I KNOW, Operating time!!" [/B]

With a smirk on her face, Woe dug a blade deep into Johanna's ankle. Her screams rang throughout the alley and the buildings around. Many people halted for a moment in response, and then returned themselves back to their night lives.

[B]"Nurse, I would say we are finished."[/B]

Woe stared Metatron in the face.

[B]"I've got my eye on you. Best watch out, love."[/B]

Woe bit her lip and flew up into a storm cloud. She looked down and saw that damn angel with the bells heal the flesh wound. The sun then came up in the distance. Yawning, Woe made it back to the hotel room.

[B]"DUDE, THEY'VE GOT TEN DIFFERENT PLAYBOY CHANNELS. I swear this is heaven, no need for the God bullshit, just hook me up with my dear friend Luci."

"How was Dead, Woe?"

"Tired, I am resting, we can talk in the morning, just light up any dumb shit who comes around, EXCEPT Dead, or any hotel workers."[/B]

Woe fell into the large bed, sprawling herself out till both her, and her wings, we comfortable.

[B]"Hey Az, ya think I could get a piece?"[/B]

Woe's hand raised from the bed, a middle finger stuck out high from her balled fist.

[B]"Hey Az, ya think I could STILL get a piece?"[/B]

[Onix]

[COLOR=SlateGray][SIZE=1][B]"Hey Az, ya think I could STILL get a piece?"[/B]

[B]"She's not worth your efforts, human."[/B]

The three turned to the doorway to see none other than Belial, lighting up yet another cigarette. He was dirty, scratched, and his jacket was torn, but other than that, he looked fine - if a little annoyed.

[B]"She's just a pathetic, dried up old waste of Lucifer's fire."[/B]

[B]"Bite your tongue you - "[/B] Woe began, rising from the bed. Her eyes blazed with indignant fire.

[B]"Silence!"[/B] Belial shouted, cutting her off.

At the same time, the fallen angel was pushed back by a fierce gale, shallow cuts forming on her skin. She flipped over the edge of the bed, landing on the ground in a heap.

[B]"You stupid bitch,"[/B] Belial spat, walking towards her. [B]"You left Azrael unnatended! Do you have any idea what could've happened? You're just lucky I've been following Metatron."[/B]

[B]"I was the one who stopped him from getting in!"[/B] Woe snarled.

[B]"And if you had been a second later, it would've been me tearing him apart. And I wouldn't have left him [I]alive[/I]! Why the blue fuck didn't you kill him when you had the chance?"[/B]

[B]"There were two of them! And...and..."[/B]

Belial's eyes flashed and another buffett of wind struck Woe in the face.

[B]"Then you should've given your life in the name of your job! Besides, if you hadn't wasted your time toying with the human, you could've easily dealt with at least one of them."[/B]

[B]"Well why didn't you come in and help me, then?"[/B] Woe cried, face screwed up in pain and fury.

Belial smirked nastily before replying. [B]"I wanted to see Metatron tear you apart first..."[/B]

[B]"You heartless wretch!"[/B] Woe screamed, finally getting to her feet.

She stepped towards Belial, arms raised as if she were attempting to go for her throat. In a flash, Belial had her pinned against the wall, one hand on her throat, one keeping her arms raised above her head. He had his face mere centimeters from hers, eyes narrowed in a fierce glare.

[B]"Watch your tongue, you worthless sack of filth, or I will flay the skin from your bones in an instant,"[/B] he said, voice soft and full of venom. [B]"You have never been even close to me or Dead. You have been nothing but an annoying insect, probably sent by Lucifer to die at the hands of the angels."[/B]

[B]"You lie!"[/B]

[B]"I am demon of lust and sloth, not lies and perjury, so don't even kid yourself."[/B]

[B]"Get off of me!"[/B] Woe snarled trying desperately to push Belial off.

The demon merely stepped aside, letting her stumbled forward. She turned to him, face hot and furious, while he gazed back with bitter detatchment. Belial flicked his eyes down and noticed for the first time that he hadn't even lit his cigarette - he'd just been puffing on a unlit tube of nicotene. As he reached up to light it, Woe turned and flew out the balcony.

[B]"You really are a bastard, Belial,"[/B] Azrael said with a wistful sigh.

[B]"It's fucking awesome!"[/B] Drew added.

[B]"Tch...you needn't flatter me, either of you."[/B]

[CENTER]*****[/CENTER]

No offense to you, Lostcause - just making Belial even more of a twisted bastard than before. Because being bad is so much fun.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[Annie]

[size=1][b]"I wasn't 'flattering' you, dear,"[/b] Azrael stood on top of the table he had been occupying, [b]"And one more thing, don't talk about me as if I were a mere child. I can very well take care of myself."

"You know exactly what I was doing, Azrael. I wasn't insulting you,"[/b] Belial flung the cigarette in one hand and the lighter in the other.

[b]"I suppose. I'm sorry. I'm just a bit tense about this whole thing-"

"Because there's a girl involved now, right? That angel who plays the bells, Raphelle, was it?"[/b] Belial puffed on his death stick and leaned against the wall.

Drew stared at his friend. And Azrael stared back.

[b]"No, Drew. You can't have a piece of that,"[/b] said the angel with an all-knowing tone, [b]"Not even I can have a piece."

"So, what do we plan on doing?"[/b] Drew completely ignored, [b]"Should we wait for Dead?"

"No, you two should go ahead. I'll stay here and meet up with Dead, then we'll come for you,"[/b] Belial sifted through wilted magazines that lay on the nightstand at his right, [b]"As soon as you leave this apartment, you are going to go west and find a jewelry store called 'Spence's Merchandise'. It is barred up and falling apart, but if you go around the back you can find the side entrance open. I want you two to wait for us in the basement. I've already planted curses there so the angel's can't penetrate. But it's only safe for another two hours, so we will have to hurry to the gate once Dead and I arrive."

"So I can go on my own? Thank you, Daddy,"[/b] Azrael mocked throwing the lust demon a stupid smile.

[b]"Get your ass out of here before I put my foot in it, bitch."

"All right, keep your shirt on, Fabio,"[/b] Azrael jumped to the floor and walked towards the window, [b]"Let's go, Drew. You get your show-free flying lesson."

"Damnit. Well, at least you won't hold me upside down. I think she forgot that humans have this problem when they hang upside down for too long, the blood rushes to the head,"[/b] Drew swayed over to Azrael's side.

[b]"And that would a negative impact on your feeble mind?"[/b] Belial replied with a curt, blunt, and monotonous voice.

Before Drew could spin around to retort, Azrael grabbed his wrist and lept from the window. His mechancial wings buzzed with the flow of electricity and spread open as gracefully as modern technology could allow.

[b]"Now, how are we able to fly around in broad daylight, without being spotted?!"[/b] Drew yelled over powerful gusts of wind.

[b]"Have you ever heard of anyone seeing angels before their deaths?"[/b] Azrael winked, [b]"It's because we're going too fast for the human eye. Take a look under us, Drew. You'll see nothing but whiteness."[/b]

Drew took a second to think about if he was wanting to look down. He struggled to clamp his other hand over Azrael's. With hesitation, Drew glanced over his shoulder. Azrael was right, he couldn't make out a building from clouds. He didn't even have the slightest idea of how high they were, and it frightened him. Azrael felt Drew's grip tighten dramatically.

[b]"Calm down, Drew. I won't drop you."

"I want down! I don't like this, Az!"

"Just a minute more, I promise."

"Azrael!!"[/b] Drew pulled.

[b]"Drew, stop this! If you throw off my balance, we'll crash! Just relax, and trust me!"[/b] Azrael gritted his teeth as he tried to keep his center of balance in his favor.

They were getting very close to the haven; the darkness of Belial's curses started to make Azrael's hair stand on the back of his neck.

[b]"Almost there, Drew. Hold on."[/b]

--

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Belial twirled the pack of cigarettes in the palm of his hand. His eyes locked dead on with the window, waiting for Seraphim to burst in. He could feel Dead's temper, and would do his very best to keep his mouth clamped from making a comment about his demon form. For, in Belial's mind, no one's demon form was more beautiful than his own. A gentle breeze approached, forcing Belial's red hair to whisp about.

[b]"And so he comes forth,"[/b] he smirked, loosening his black tie from it's tight hold around his neck.

Just as predicted, the wind picked up more violently as Dead charged into the window. As soon as he landed, his body quickly transformed back into his human form and he stepped forward. His furious eyes scanned the apartment then quickly reverted back to Belial.

[b]"Where are they?"

"He and Drew are on their way to the haven."

"And Woe, not that I give a rat's ass."

"She ran into Metatron, Raphelle, and their human friend, and left them alive."[/b]

Dead stared him in the face. Not a blink, nor glimmer of a readable emotion. Belial fidgeted for a brief moment before deciding he should keep his distance.

[b]"You're..kidding?"

"Absolutely not. I should have maimed her when I had her in my hand,"[/b] Belial growled, crushing the pack he held.

[b]"The next time we see her, it'll be her last. I swear to fucking Lucifer,"[/b] Dead took in a deep breath before turning to the window.

[b]"Let's get to the others and head to the gate. We don't have a moment to spare,"[/b] Belial followed, dropping the crumpled pack and a smoked cigarette.

--

[b]"Here we are, Drew. Look,''[/b] Azrael slowed his flight and gently soared to the ground, placing Drew on the ground first.

Though Drew was happy to be on the ground, he wasn't too thrilled to be a limp noodle. The flying had rendered his body weak and wobbly in the knees. He lay in the filth of the alley way, waiting for his muscles to gain their confidence. Azrael chuckled at his human friend and looked for the side door.

[b]"Hey Az, what do you think we're going to do about Woe?"

"I'm sure once Dead finds out that she left Metatron alive, he'll kill her,"[/b] Azrael nodded, as if agreeing with a seperate voice.

[b]"Wow, is that how the fallen angels get punished?"

"No, just special cases like Woe. We have had thousands of those sorts. So, it's no skin off of Lucifer's back,"[/b] pushing on a door.

[b]"Special cases?"[/b] Drew echoed.

[b]"Yeah, ones that are starting to get out of hand. She's disobeyed orders given by Lucifer himself, and her 'master', Dead. Belial, Dead, and myself are a level below Lucifer. So disobeying our orders is like spitting on Lucifer's foot,"[/b] Azrael beckoned Drew.

[b]"I can't move."

"Nonsense,"[/b] Azrael smirked and held out his hand. He curled his fingers into his palm, and as if he were pulling strings that were attached to Drew's body, the human rose from the ground and levitated to Azrael.

[b]"Whoa! How did you do that?! Can I learn?"

"Not yet,"[/b] Azrael winked and entered the dark building.

Belial had said it was falling apart, but didn't warn them about that first step. Both Drew and Azrael took on step forward, only to find that there was no floor and fell one story down into the basement. Growling and groaning, the two climbed to their feet. The basement smelt of meldew and vinegar. Drew wrinkled his nose and coiled back a few steps.

[b]"What in the hell is that smell?"

"Belial's curses. You'll get used to it,"[/b] Azrael brushed away the tears that formed in his eyes. No matter how many years he had spent with Belial, the sting of vinegar always seemed to burn his eyes. [/size]

Okay, I'm going to make this clear: Read each other's posts carefully. Failure to get a certain detail could throw off the story, or another member's character plot. I suggest everyone decide what they want their character to do, and stick with it.

So what we have now is Dead and Belial are together, Drew and Azrael are together, Johanna is injured, Metatron and Raphelle are paired up and with Johanna, and Gabriel is advancing to meet up with them (I'm only going to assume seeing as that's all he can do right now ^_^). Woe has obviously gone MIA, and I [b]highly[/b] advise for her to get herself under control.

Once again, I'm going to shine the light on [b]reading everyone's posts thoroughly[/b]. Characters are getting tossed around, and it is making everyone's posts a bit tough to write up. If I have any more problems, and I have to touch on this subject once more, I'll eliminate the problem. Period.

[Orcus]

[color=#990000][SIZE=1][B]"Ugh...."[/B]

Gabriel held his chest, his eyes fluttering open. Dead had used Hell's power to becom his true self. Gabriel growled angrily. [I]I shouldn't have held back. I should have unleashed my true being when he did.[/I] He attempted to move but his body was racked with pain.

[B]"Tch!"[/B] Gabriel grabbed his blade and pushed against his chest. His wounds healed themselves and the strength returned to his legs. He stood up, dusted himself off, and looked in the direction that Woe and Dead had flown in. He couldn't feel Woe, but's Dead's aura wasn't that far away. Another aura made his heart stop. Johanna was hurt.

[B]"Johanna!"[/B] Gabriel let his wings out and flew frantically in the direction of her hurt aura. He arrived there quickly, and found Raphalle trying to healing Johanna, but to no avail. Gabriel landed quickly and drew his blade. He pressed it against Johanna's skin, and her wound slowly healed, and the pain ceased. She smiled at him.

[B]"Th...thank you, Gabriel."[/B]

[B]"Who did this to her?"[/B] Gabriel looked to Metatron, but he was looking up in the sky, a disgusted look on his face.

[B]"Woe."[/B] She was flring out of an apartment out into the morning air. Raphaelle impulsively unfurled her wings and followed Woe in an attempt to make her pay for what she had done. Gabriel and Metatron didn't have time to stop her, though, for a streak of light passed by shortly afterwards. Gabriel looked at Metatron.

[B]"Azrael?"[/B] Metatron nodded.

[B]"Probably...But we've got other problems."[/B] Gabriel looked up. Dead and Belial. Something was strirred in Gabriel. [I]He and I have unfinished buisness...[/I] Metatron had a similar expression on his face. Gabriel told Johanna to wait there and looked at Metatron. Metatron and Gabriel then flew up, facing their advesaries. Dead laughed.

[B]"Back for more, Gabriel?"[/B] He sneered instigantingly. Belial looked down at his wrist, pretending to look down at a watch, and then looked at Metatron.

[B]"I suppose I have time for you. Especially if our bout is as short as our last one."[/B] Metatron laughed.

[B]"That was under different circumstances. I'm not worried about Gabriel or Raphaelle right now."[/B] Metatron and Belial initiated their battle, and flew a distance away. Gabriel and Dead just stared at each other. Finally Dead sighed.

[B]"I'm going to make this quick."[/B] He peformed his ritual again, become his comlete self. Gabriel grinned and chuckled at the transformation. Dead growled at being insulted.

[B]"What's so funny?"[/B] Gabriel pulled an orb out of his pocket and smiled.

[B]"Your advantage was your true strength. You regarded that as your ace. Well, I hate to burst your bubble, but this time I won't hold back."[/B] Gabriel crushed the orb, and an immeasurable amount of holy energy flowed out, consuming Gabriel. The light blinded Dead, and he sheilded his eyes. Finally the light subsuded, and Dead looked at Gabriel. His eyebrows rose.

[B]"Shit..."[/B] Gabriel's six wings had spread to their ture, full wingspan. He had on a white [URL=http://www.kaworu-nagisa.net/trigun/Vash_04.JPG]trenchcoat[/URL] with golden trimmings and golden buttons, latches. His gloves were golden as well. Dead only had a second to view him before he vanished. A voice emitted, one that seemed to come from all around him.

[B]"It's dangerous to pump into mortal bodies the amount of energy we've pumped into ours. Luckily for me...I made this body without the limiters normal mortal have, that keep them from attaining true strength."[/B] Dead felt a fist smash against the side of his face. He drew his blade and slashed at where the fist had come from. Nothing. A foot collided with his back, sending him spiraling into the ground. Gabriel hovered in the sky and smiled.

[B]"Well? Is that all?"[/B][/SIZE][/color]

[SIZE=1][B]OOC:[/B] Hope this is alright, Goddess. I tried to follow everyone's posts.[/SIZE]

[Darth Vectis]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Belial and Metatron had flown out a distance away from Gabriel and Dead before the froze in mid-air. Metatron no long had the angelic glow to him but more of a darkness that had resided in him, he also had a scowl that was horrifing enough to make any human or angel cringe with fear.

[B]"Awww, what's wrong Metatron? Not the happy angel I fought an hour ago."[/B] Belial said sracasticly also with a snicker.

[B]"Belial I am not in the mood for your insults right now. So lets just stop the chatter and get on with it. Do whatever you needed to do to prepare yourself, because i will not hold back like last time."[/B]

[B]"Metatron, you are the one who best be prepared.... for your death angel!"
[/B]
Belial started to summon up his wind and fire blade but it looked alot more grusome then their last fight, since the wind had picked up alot more since last time. Metatron had removed his shirt and dropped it to the ground they were so far from, he then placed both hands on his chest. Then there was suddelny a hissing sound and Metatron screamed with the pain, he then removed his hands and started to breathe harshly and deeply. Belial had a smile on his face but was curiuos on what he had done, so he had to ask what had happened.

[B]"What the hell have you done to yourself angel?"[/B] After Metatron had caught his breath he smiled and laughed out loud from Belial ignorance.

[B]"I've placed runes on my body, this one is for speed."[/B] He said as he pointed to the the branded rune that was shaped like a triangle with three circles looking as if they were spinning.

[B]"And this one is for strength."[/B] The rune was a circle with a fist in the center.

[B]"Now be ready for me Belial, because this will be your turn to run."[/B] He then drew his katana with a sharp ring following it. Metatron then leapt straight for Belial, Belial thought he had him because of his head on charge. Belial then lifted his sword and held it directly infront of him, Metatron was directly infront of him but suddenly vanished. Belial had a confused look on his face and started to look around, but couldn't see Metatron anywhere. He then cringed when felt cold steel on his throat.

[B]"Didn't see that coming did you Belial."[/B]

[B]"No, I didn't. But you won't get me again."[/B] Metatron laughed in Belials ear.

[B]"That's what you think."[/B] Metatron then disappered again, Belial started to look around again trying to find him. This time he started to feel something warm run down his arm, he check it and saw there was a thick line of blood running down. He then felt another warm spot on his back then his other arm, his chest, back, neck, wrists, legs, ankles, all over his body he felt warm strecks of blood. Then suddelny a sword when through his back and sprouted out of his chest then was withdrawn and it disappered. Belial had this sword ready to use, he even tried to proteced with it but with no sucsses then he felt a hand grap his throat and Metatron finally came into sight.

[B]"Now Belial, I have a message for Woe if you ever see her again, That I am King of the Angels and that I will kill her like the rest of you, also tell her that I am not metty .I am METATRON! I am second to God, and I have the powers that God has given to me, and i will use them until the day I die or leave this planet. And this last part is for Azrael. I will find him, and he will face his sentencing, either by my hand or Gods. And my wraith is not as merciful as Gods."[/B] He then threw Belial to the ground causing a massive creator in the alley way. Metatron was breathing hard and had the expressin of an evil creature, that had been born of darkness. Belial was shocked at what he had seen and heard, his wounds may have healed. But the image of Metatron would be with him all times, Belials wounds healed quickly and he was good as new. He then released hiw wings and flew off in the direction of Azrael, Metatron just watched as he disappered in the horizan. Metatron then slowly flew down to where Johana was and retracted his wings, he slid his sword back into its sheathe. He dropped next to johana and closed his eyes to relax.

Johana was looking at Metatron with a hint of fear in her eyes, he could feel her fear, so he turned and looked at her. This time his eyes had gentle look to them and he smiled.
[B]
"Don't be scared Johana, We are all different when we battle. Gabriel is one of the fastest fighters, Raphaelle is one of the smartest fighters, and i am one of the most vicious fighters."[/B]

He then turned his head and looked up to where Gabriel and Dead were still fighting.
[B]
"But we are not to be feared, we are this way because in this day an age we have to be much more destructive and evil, as I said to Belial, "You must fight like a demon to beat a demon." "[/B]

Johana had a sad expression on her face and turned her head down, Metatron saw that what he was saying wasnt helping so he tried to lighten the mood.

[B]"Hey uh have you seen my shirt anywhere."[/B] Said while he gave a nervous laugh. Johana just point to his shirt without lifting her sad face.

[B]"Could you hand it to me please?"[/B] She handed it to him but kept looking down. Then there was dead silence between them, until Gabriel flew down to where they were sitting. Gabriel had a few bumps and scrapes but nothing serious that wouldnt heal in a moment or so.

[B]"Ah, finally done?"[/B] Metatron said as he stood up.
[B]
"No, he got away before i could finish him."[/B] Gabriel had a disappointed look on his face. Metatron patted him on the shoulder.

[B]"Don't worry about it Gabriel, I let belial go. He is delivering my message right now to all of the fallen ones. Now lets go find Raphaelle and see how shes doing, as soon as we find her were going back to the apartment to rest."[/B] Gabriel nodded, not willing to disobey Metatrons orders. Metatron then put his shirt back on and held his hand out to Johana, she grabbed it and he pulled her up.
[B]
"Can you walk?"[/B] she nodded

[B]"Good, lets go."[/B] Metatron then started to walk off out of the alley with Johana behind him and Gabriel in the back, they walked off into the newly risen sun and started there trip to find there third compainan.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[Pumpkin]

[SIZE=1]Before Johana could say a word, she was thrown many feet back and fell harshly onto the ground. She tried to stagger up, but ended up holding onto her ankle and was having trouble standing. A fallen angel named Woe sneered and made a comment towards her.

Metraron and Woe seemed to be imersed in conversation. It turns out, she had most likely recently been kicked out of heaven, and somehow Metraron knew her. [i]"Maybe they were past lovers too or something..."[/i] thought Johana, but the thought made her blush and also felt a pang of jealousy which she quickly just labeled as concern for his well-being. Johana watched, as the fallen angel, atleast in her mind, seemed to be losing her own sanity.

Johana was going to speak her mind to the fallen angel Woe, but Metraron stood before her blocking her view. Next thing she knew, the fallen angel was right beside her and was staring into her eyes. [b]""What ever shall we do about this lil pain your having? OOO, I KNOW, Operating time!!"[/b] Woe sneered, and she felt a sharp pain that felt like her ankle was on fire and let out a sharp cry. Blood seemed to pour from her swollen ankle and the pain was intense, but she fought back the tears. In what seemed like hours, Gabriel arrived and healed the wound with his blade. Relief overwhelmed her. She watched them talk to one another in a daze and saw Gabriel tense up.

Two different fallen angels appeared, one she recognized as Dead and the other she thought went by the name of Belial. She obeyed Gabriel's orders and stayed put, but oh how she wished she could help them. Bewildered, she watched as Metraton ripped his shirt appart, and made symbols appear on his body. She watched as Metraton and Belial battled in the alleyway, and prayed for his and the other's safety. She watched as Metraton had changed, it was horrifying but strangely beautiful all at the same time. She had wanted to touch his wings and feel what they were like, but at the same time cringed at how frightful he looked. She felt ashamed for being afraid.

He must have sensed her feelings for he knelt down beside her and tried to comfort her. She could not keep herself from shaking and could not even mutter a word out of her mouth. She felt bad that she herself was afraid of his other form, but also was saddened by the fact that she had not been able to defend herself, thereby getting him into trouble. They decided to go to the apartment complex where they had been living with her since their stay on earth. She walked closely behind Metraton trying not to make eye contact with him, she would make up for him saving her life, and also because she felt she was only a burden on the angels. And maybe for some reason, she felt she had to prove herself to him somehow as simply not just "another mortal girl".

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They got home shortly after their encounter, and it was suprising how much of Johana's ankle had healed. She barely remembered the pain she had endoured only less then an hour ago. [b]" Go into the kitchen, I'll make you all something to eat since you've obviously had a busy day... "[/b] said Johana motioning to the kitchen. Metraton, Gabriel and Raphaelle all went and sat at the table. [b]" I'll be there in just a moment.."[/b] She mumbled half-ethusiastically and headed towards an old tattered closet. She opened it and begun to dig through many possessions that had been obviously cooped up there for years.

[b]" Where is it? It's got to be here somewhere! "[/b] scowled Johana as she began tossing things to and fro behind her. Finally, something caught her eye and she cheered while grabing it. [b]" You okay out there? "[/b] came the voice of Gabriel only to get a [b]" Nothing! "[/b] shout from Johana. She picked up a bow and arrow and acouple bottles of holy water. She put the bow and arrow on her back and placed the holy water along her belt. This was no ordinary bow, infact it was given to her for God, and for one purpose only. He had told her only a pure heart could use this bow but not what damage it would do to the victum. However, he stated that it was only for use in big emergencies, for if the person used the bow, used it for evil purposes against god that they person would die a painful death instantly.

It was made for someone immortal, and since it's risky for mortals to use this bow, it is said that not to use it after three times. Otherwise the penalty is death. Johana knew they would recognize it from somewhere, so she quickly put a jacket over which covered her weapon. [i]" This time I will not be unprepared. I will fight. Just like they do for us. [/i]" Johana stated, for she had no fear of the consequences, and saw this as a perfect opportunity to test it out.

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[b]OOC:[/b] I haven't been posting lately ;_; I hope this follows the storyline, I went back and read all the posts believe me. I gave Johana a weapon because simply, she was like a sitting duck waiting to be hurt. Atleast now, she has a chance at getting some fighting done too. Hope this okay for the people I involved. The first half is just her view on what happened and her feelings. [/SIZE]

[Darth Vectis]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Metatron, Gabriel and Raphaelle all sat in their chairs, sitting in silence, each of them not looking at one another all for different purposes. Gabriel was the first to speak.
[B]
"Metatron."[/B]

[B]"Yes, Gabriel."[/B]
[B]
"I hate to say this, but..."[/B] He stopped before he could finish the sentence rethinking what he was going to say.

[B]"Gabriel, what are you going to say. If your not going to say anything then keep quiet."[/B] He said with a bit of anger in his voice, Gabriel flinched a little but recovered himself and sat up straight and began again.

[B]"Metatron, I told Raphaelle about why we are really here!"[/B] Metatron slammed his fist on the table and brought his face up quickly.

[B]"WHAT! You told her! It was secret that was supposed to be kept between you, me and Johana! Gabriel, that was in direct violation of Gods order and mine! I should punsih you for this violation."[/B] Gabriel had a face of horrified praportions and Raphaelle looked as if she was about to cry from Metatrons anger. Then suddenly Metatron smiled and gave a small laugh.

[B]"And I would... if thats what I didn't want you to do."[/B] Both angels Mouths dropped, literally, and they were relived at the same time.
[B]
"So, you wanted me to tell her about Azrael?"[/B] Metatron laughed again.
[B]
"Yes, yes I did."[/B]
[B]
"But why did you want me to tell her?" [/B]Gabriel asked with a puzzled face and slight anger showed in his face.

[B]"Because Gabriel, I am on a very short leash with God these years, especially for being the one who said that he had betrayed Azrael. Me and God are sometimes on the same level, but most of the time we argue on things that he "Denies" screwing up. Also the fact that I have disobeyed his orders before, I was hopping one day that you might finally see that doing the right thing, isn't always following orders and that doing what you think is wrong can be right."[/B] Gabriel and Raphaelle were both a little shocked at what Metatron had admited, then suddenly they all heard something being thrown around where Johana was. Gabriel had asked what was going on over there. She just say nothing. Metatron looked over to Gabriel again.
[B]
"Gabriel."[/B] He looked dully at Metatron.
[B]
"Pass me the knife on the counter."[/B] Gabriel cocked his head and was confused, but he gave up trying to figure out what he was doing, so he handed Metatron the knife. Metatron then got up and walked over the the kitchen window, he then started to carve a rune symbol on the glass of the window, it was a circle with a star in the middle and its points extended a bit out of the circle, then a small diamond was shapped in the center of the star. He looked back at both the angels and placed his finger on the rune.
[B]
"This is a demon warde this will hold out for a few days, these will hold the demons back from the kitchen. I'm going to do it to everyones window or wall, the front door will have the biggest one on it."[/B] Gabriel and Raphaelle both nodded.

[B]"But, before i do the rest of the house. I have to do something." [/B]Metatron then sat back down, removed his golves then his shirt with his cross lightly swinging back and forth. Both of them saw the runes on his body that looked as if they were branded in. Metatron then put the side of his thumb to the right brand and started to trace it, a hissing sound followed behind his thumb. He grunted and beathed harshly trying to not wail in pain.

After about 3 seconds into removing the brands, Johana walked into the kitchen. she spotted what Metatron was doing out of the corner of her eye. She turned fully and saw clearly what he was doing, he saw her too. Gabriel wondered what he was looking at and turned in his chair to see. His eyes opened a little wider, he decided to try to get her to leave so she wouldn't see what he was doing. Gabriel started to push her out when Metatron spoke.

[B]"No. She might as well see this if were all going to do what we can to stop all of the demons and Azrael." [/B]Gabriel sat back down and Johana sat on the nearest counter. They all watched as he slowly removed his brands, still grunting with the pain of removing them.

After about ten minutes he had them all removed and relaxed.

[B]"Why were those branded into your skin? Why does it hurt to remove them?"[/B] Johana said out of the blue. Metatron smiled at her curiosity.
[B]
"Well, its what I get for being such a smart-ass to God so manytimes. He made sure that I would suffer each time I used a rune on my body, it was mainly for the Azrael thing. He never got over that. But assuming true form cost alot more then just pain."[/B] Metatron said with saddness in his face and voice. Everyone sat there in silence waiting for what he was gonna say. He didn't say anything for a while, Gabriel finally bursted out,

[B]"Well, tell us already."[/B] Metatron smiled from Gabriels sudden out burst.

[B]"It would require my blood and my soul."

"What?!"

"Are you serious."[/B] Everyone started to freak out from the concoction it took to acheive true fom. All worried about how he might use it. He started to quiet them down until i was totally silent. Metatron spoke again.
[B]
"Now, nobody worry about it. If we get Azrael back the I will give it up for a chance to see the balance of light and dark, good and evil, restored."[/B] Metatron put a smile back on his face.

[B]"But the spell is more like a test between me and God, he's trying to see if im still loyal to him and he is also trying to see if I will make the ultimate sacrifice to do what I must to finish off the this mission."[/B] Metatron then stood up and stretched, he looked at everyone.
[B]
"I'm going to set up my barrier and then im going to sleep. Good day all. And once again don't worry it's a last resorte spell. And I want all of you to get a good sleep today, and I mean all of you. I'm talking to you Gabriel."[/B] Gabriel hid his face in embaressment. Metatron then walked away with the knife in his hand placing his barrier all over the house, he went to his bed and crashed on it, he spread out all thirty-six wings and instantly fell asleep in his comfortable bed.[/SIZE][/COLOR]