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Chapter 1: In Crimsion Storms
Topic Started: Jul 11 2013, 09:06 PM (1,534 Views)
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Edited by Snakeyes130, Nov 23 2013, 11:38 PM.
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Unsure about Amissio's... stability, Akita readies herself as well as the men to defend while they worked... their magic.
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Firo can remembered the days when he traveled with the Soul-Eaters previous owner. He remembered how he would rarely activate the black flame unless times of desperation and the day he asked his old friend as to why he didnt activate it every battle. His friend replied," There is strange magics in the blade even i know not of, the previous owner, my master, warned me only to use the blade sparingly and the owner before him was said to be a legendary dragon slayer who used the blade for such but was consumed by it. I know not of the blades true draw backs so i only use what i have to."

Firo snaps his attention back to battle, the battle rage slowly drawing from him and the a calm washing him over again, he prepares a battle stance, blade down, body straight, and glances around to no one in particular, a stance of no arrogance but confidence in ones ability.
"Who here has honor? Name youself now and die by my blade so you may forever be remembered by your brothers at arms, the ones who will flee here and spread the legend of the Dark Tempest and the man who stood against him."
Firo glances around waiting for someone to step forward, he glances at his arm, its in pain and he wants to end this as quickly as possible as to not risk permanent injury and save his blades power.
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-Dusk-

It seems dusk missed the heavy showers cause he decided to make his own with blood. In a massive path before him Dusk cleaved, slice and diced, and ripped apart the enemy. With the force of a wrecking ball fired out a cannon, Dusk pushes forward into the defenses of the elite Regere forces. Shinji and his forces follow behind, many of the soldiers keeping their distance as they have no idea who or what Dusk is. Soon after Dusk falls to one knee as his energy fades. "KNIGHTS TO THE FRONT. SOLDIERS DEFEND THE REAR AND FLANKS. WE CUT THROUGH!" Shinji yells out in the brief moment of silence after Dusk's rampage. Then after Regere completely surrounded all of Shinji's forces and pushed hard from every angle to prevent them from getting to the mages. The less experienced soldiers fight defensively while heavily armored veterans fight their way forward to continue the path Dusk created. Shinji quickly runs up to Dusk and kneels down beside him to speak face to face. "Ha HA! That was amazing Dusk! If I had four more soldiers like you we'd be unstoppable against every nation's army combined!" Shinji says then pulls out his pistol and fires off three healing rounds into Dusk's chest. "Come on Chef! We're nearly there!" Shinji says then gets off and sprints off to fight in the front lines. Dusk remains extremely exhausted but thanks to Shinji he feels nearly completely healed. Physically at least. Spiritually however... There is a strange emptiness as if he's reached his limit magically.

-Firo-

Firo's words seem to strike fear in the hearts of all those around him. All look afraid to fight or flee so they just stood there watching Firo burn like a black bonfire. In the back of Firo's mind he heard a faint demonic laughter radiating from his sword. Turning his attention towards his sword Firo witnesses the black flames instantly jump from slightly beyond his wrists to straight past his elbow. Firo can't help but scream in pain as he drops to one knee as his arm feels like its soaking in acid. Looking back at his arm the skin has turned completely black with pulsing red veins that glow like lines of lava. His finger tips have morphed into red claws with the skin fused together with the handle of his sword rendering him unable to let go. The pain only increases along with the demonic laughter in the back of Firo's mind. Several of the soldiers take this opportunity of Firo's weakness to rush in to attack. What takes as four becomes eight to twelve until all the soldiers sprint towards Firo from all angles. The burning flames of Firo's sword compress against the blade itself molding the thin katana into a thicker jagged curved blade constanty twisting with flame and dark energies. The soldier's reach Firo and swords swing down from everywhere until the moonlight above is clouded out by nothing but razor longsword blades.

-Amissio/Akita-

Aoi smiles and slashes his claws against the shied wall. The dark corruption spreads like a wave throughout the whole bubble as Aoi and Akita enter. Aoi begins to run up towards a small nearby hill to view the battle. After reaching the top the crew notices Shinji and his forces completely in the thick of the Regere forces as the move through the mass of soldiers in a small armored circle towards the mages in the center. "Alright this is the battle plan Amissio. I'll fight defensively and clean a clean path forward. I want you to stand by my side and conjure up the most powerful spell or monster you got. Whatever you got just blow them all straight to hell. Whatever it takes to cut a path to Shinji then to the mages. " Aoi says then walks over to Akita. "See these men. They look up to you by example. I can kill off trash soldiers no problem but I need you and your squad to take out the elites or mage hunters. I shall bless you to see as we do... you will understand then." Aoi says then takes a step back. He focuses his energy and pores it onto himself, the dark energy cloaking over his robes and twisting his flesh into shadows with his eyes glowing purple through his hood. Another swing his arm and a black mist surrounds the party. All around them is a complete dome of shadowy darkness. Akita feels something creep into her soul. Something unnatural that gives her a cold chill. Her eyes begin to glow purple through the darkness of the dome around her appears these star like lights. To Akita it appeared like she was looking at a beautiful night sky. "Lights... Souls..." Is whispered in the back of her mind. When she focuses she can see through the darkness as clear as day and view the burning souls of each soldier. The weak's souls look small and puny, riddled with fear and doubt, while the strong burn bright and large, burning confidence and pride. Some of these souls however are marked... scarred... through years of battle or experience. When it comes to shear size however nothing beats the mages in the circle of all it all burning brightly like large multicolored north stars. The group begins their march forwards into the enemy. Aoi summons eight skeletal arms of darkness ending in long scythe blades that sprout out of the black dome. The scythe arms begin sweeping down soldiers as you all move forward and after the first attack soldiers begin rushing towards the black dome. The soldiers ready their bolt-action rifles and await for Akita's direction and orders.
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As Dusk rises to rejoin the ranks of his commander, dusk absentmindedly paws at the cage in his chest. Great. Its cut into. I guess I am going to have to get that fixed up after battle. No, probably an entire new cage door is needed. A trip to the blacksmith was more like a trip to the hospital for Dusk, so he never particularly liked it. It was necessary, but he could not remove the armor. So the blacksmith was forced to work around this by working on the armor as he was awake. This made positioning very easy for the smith, but was a very painful and unpleasant experience for Dusk. Melting hot metal pouring onto, for all intents and purposes, his skin. Not fun. Then smashing against his chest, arms, legs, head, any damaged part with a hammer repeatedly was never a joy. Only the cooling water process was nice, as he could usually do it himself. Usually.

Right now he was completely drained, it must have been the overcharge. The power is very useful, but at what cost? He was talking crazy during that whole episode and enjoying the slaughter. That was something he was not proud of, by any means. He did not like taking on that state for that very reason. But fighting and surviving was important now. Shinji had shown him that, by showing him value. Though still as a soldier, but value none the less. "Aye, commander." Dusk nods and follows after the man. He was out of juice but feeling some refreshment from healing magic, he was ready once again to crush the enemy ranks. This time, I must be more patient, more reserved. I am sure that the core is fried, and I will need a new one as well as armor. Shit, well, hopefully its on the armies dime. Blades drawn and back in action Dusk follows Shinji into the fray once more, hopefully to coup the enemy for the victory.
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Alright men! "Our friend here is clearing the path so that we can take out those scary looking guys in the back. So trust in their magic to protect you and trust in me to guide you... but most importantly trust in your weapon to pierce their armor." "Stay with the arms the mage an enemy summoned for us." Akita yelled while searching the area for souls that were larger then the rest. Noticing what could be an important soldier as well as a larger soul, Akita quickly rallies the men to open fire on him...
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Soul-Eaters curse.... I see now... You consume not only the souls of the lives u take but your own master........ Whos honestly serving u? am I a servant of the blade or am i truly this blades master?
Firo quickly dismisses the thought as he glances at his arm one last time before realizing he is suddenly surrounded by waves of soldier.
"I SERVE NO BLADE THE BLADE SERVES ME! I SERVE ONLY MILORD SHINJI AND YOU BLADE WILL BE MY CONVICTION OF LOYALTY!"
Firo quickly lashes out in an arcing circle of black flame, a quick spin and screams with rage.
"I WILL NOT LET YOU CONSUME ME I AM YOUR MASTER AND YOU WILL ACCEPT ME AS THUS! YOU CAN TAKE MY BODY! YOU CAN TAKE MY MIND, BUT YOU SHALL NEVER HAVE MY SOUL!"
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-Dusk-

Dusk and Shinji battle side by side in the front line. Foe after foe falls to their blades as Shinji stands at Dusk's flanks protecting him at all sides and quickly finishing off any parried enemy from Dusk. "You know I love battle BUT THIS IS GETTING RIDICULOUS!" Shinji yells after killing what must be his hundredth-something kill of the day. Dusk notices a massive black dome with demonic scythe arms killing through the horde of enemies from the other side of the battle field and approaching their position. "Should I be worried?!" Shinji asks with a confused smile. Just as he asks two soldiers standing beside one another rush in with spears at Dusk.

-Firo-

Firo completed a spin slash cleaving all those around not only in two but sending their dismembered body soaring in every direction that they knock everyone down in their path like bowling pins. Everyone else around him is knocked straight to the floor from the sheer force of the attack. Firo stood back in completely drenched in blood from head to toe. There was a complete sword sticking out of his back that should of stabbed straight through vital organs. Pulling it out then wound seems to burn until it completely seals itself back up. All of the soldiers around Firo remain on the floor cowering in fear as they begin to crawl away backwards if not getting up and running. You do serve me Whelp! Your body is nothing more than a puppet to play with, your mind my jester, BUT YOUR SOUL DOES BELONG TO ME! You already sold yourself to me when you chose the life of a warrior and choose to succeed that fool Ferris! All I need from you is the souls of others than finally yours its time to collect! screams within his head with each word feeling like a branding iron on flesh. NOW SLAVE! I ORDER YOU TO SLAUGHTER EVERYONE HERE! The demon roars then suddenly the sword you pulled out of your back within your held left hand is held up to your own neck not by your own free will. Or shall I have you dishonorably commit suicide on the battlefield!? To be forever known by Regere and Shinji's own men as a pathedic coward who'd rather die then fight Regere forces?!... Better yet! DON'T LISTEN AND I'LL FORCE YOU TO WANT ME KILL SHINJI WITH YOUR OWN HANDS! AHAAHAHA
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And leave you with what demon? a demon blade left in the middle of a battle field in front of millions of soldiers who would sooner destroy you after witnessing your power? Dont make me laugh demon I am your master and your destiny is mine to control
Firo tries to move with sheer will power to snap out of the demons control
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"I sense all of the malice from this entity, but it isn't towards us. Look, it is killing mostly enemy soldiers. I think we should be very wary of it, especially of being in the path, but we should wait before engaging." As he speaks Dusk turns his attention towards the charging spearmen. He decides breaking formation is not the best idea, even though he would prefer to put one of the soldiers inbetween himself and the other. So instead he knocks the left spear into the other soldier's spear and away from Shinji, before stepping in for a counter attack on both.
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-Firo-

A swordsmen is a swordsmen. Look around you! Your a dime in a dozen. Their are plenty of subjects to play with. I have existed a millenia and the church knows this legendary blade well. They wouldn't destroy this prison of mine even if they could. They would force a host and quench my thirst regardless. Lest I break free from neglect or corrupt some pathetic youth to steal me away! Its all been done before time and time again. The demon explains then burns Firo's flesh of his right arm until he screams to prove the situation he's in. YOU DID NOT EARN THIS! YOU BROKE THE BLOODPACT! I am to be passed down after the defeat of my servant to the one who has slain him. To each that has proven them better and stronger. More ruthless or cunning. YOU WERE SIMPLY GIFTED ME! Ferris might have trusted you BUT I HAVE NO BLOODPACT WITH YOU! YOU ARE FOOLISH, OVER-CONFIDENT, OBSESSIVE, AND ABOVE ALL ELSE SUBSERVIENT! YOU ARE UNWORTHY OF ME!!! I know you... Your memories are all here... The closet ones to your heart that they bleed into your very soul... How does it feel to lose everything you hold dear?! To be completely betrayed by your loved one, to have the past of your master and best friend haunting you, to be slaying your own country men all around you? You might be able to suppress these thoughts in your new found purpose with Shinji BUT YOU CANT RUN FOREVER!
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