GTDRPG: Of Angels and Demons(LIVE)

[controls]

"Let's go", he whispered. "This was my mistake, we're out of our league here."

Omega moved back from the poised demon, beckoning Artrix to follow. Behind him, an opened window, the kind whose ends jutted to the floor, layed bare and without glass. Undearneath that was a fire escape that descended to the ground.

"Let's head to Sunburg." He continued. "I know I should be looking for the two I told you about, but I'll meet them there."

~*~

The Knights moved in concert with each other, scything down the oncoming monstrosities with increasing difficulty. What they feared had come true. A demon burst from the shadows and overtook one of the Knights, tearing him apart in a frenzy before being riddled with plasma.

"C'mon! Move, move, move!"

The sound hustled the group foward towards the city hall. The Knights targeting optics picked out the remains of their comrades in the distance, but none of them showed any sign of reeling in disgust. The scene itself was an abatoir and would no doubt look even more gruesome upclose.

The bodies layed there. Some unmoving, others being dragged away by some unknown creatures. Whatever had happened, their killer was nowhere to be seen.

[kumorilastangel]

It was eerily silent…"The calm before the storm. Nathan thought.

As if on queue several Lesser Demons in possession of human weaponry ran out of the buildings and charged the squad. The combat hardened Iron Knights quickly covered each others blind spots and opened fire, dispatching the demons with great ease. Nathan drew his revolvers and fired into the crowd of demons. Nothing fancy, just body shots. Sara on the other hand killed with great precision, nothing less than a head shot dropped the lesser demons.

All of a sudden a large ogre like demon stomped onto the battle field. The Knights started to shift their fire and quickly looked for cover. "Hold your positions and focus on the lesser demons!" Nathan order over the sound of gun fire.

They hesitated for a fraction of a second and then turned their attention back on the lesser demons. "Sara!" Nathan called out.

She had already taken aim at the ogre demon. Her rifle cracked once as she fired a single shot. The bullet entered the demons only eye and exited through the back of its skull. A near impossible shot from this angle. The demon stopped and fell over causing the ground to shake slightly. It twitched once and died. Sara then turned her wrath back on the lesser demons.

The Knights stared at her in disbelief. It was near impossible to hit a Cyclops ogre demon directly in its small beady the eye. For the first time since they had met the young adventures they were impressed. It would take a lot more to gain their complete trust though.

In a few minuets the small group demons was dispatched. One of the Knights, the big guy again, walked up to Nathan and activated his outer com system and spoke, ignoring Nathan's order for radio silence.

"You," Said the large Iron Knight. " We don’t work for you and your not are commanding officer. Your just some kid." A few of the Knights behind him nodded.

"And.." Nathan cut in "Look I don’t give a god damn about what you think of me or who the fu%& you are. We are both here to do a job and I'm going to do it with or without help from some slow idiot lummox of a Iron Knight." He said all the while his piercing stare cut right through the soldiers helmet.

The Knight was just about to make a brilliant comeback when a demon sniper took a shot at the large Knight. Nathan stepped into the shot sensing it at the last moment and deflected it with his sword before the lummox idiot of a Knight knew what had happened.

Sara quickly traced the trajectory of the shot and easily dispatched the demon sniper.

"Move out." Nathan said glaring at the Knight who stood frozen in place for a moment.

He quickly fell into formation. His foot was to far down his throat to say anything.

"These guys aint normal…." One of the Knights whispered.

Nathan and Sara smiled.

[terence775]

Originally Posted by controls

"Let's head to Sunburg." He continued. "I know I should be looking for the two I told you about, but I'll meet them there."

"Right you are." Artrix replied, although mostly to himself as he slid down the fire escape.

"I hope someone takes care of it."

Just then, Artrix heard a howl of agony from the building they just left.


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"Demon activity spotted. Take it down, Hawk."
"Affirmative."

He was inside a stationary helicopter, about a mile away from his target, lying, and taking aim. With his infrared visor, he could clearly see the large demon from his location. There were two smaller figures running away, and they slid down a tunnel until the demon couldn't reach them. He pulled the trigger, and a few seconds later, the demon fell down and stopped moving.

"Mission accomplished."
"Good job, Hawk. Standby for more orders." and there was static.

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Name: Layne Phrepher
Nickname: Hawk
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 21
Weight: 45kg
Height: 153cm

History: Layne is an elite heavy-weapons-sniper from a small unknown organization. Little is known about them, besides the fact that they are hired assassins. Their prices are high, but they have completed all their missions thus far. Their assortment of weapons consists of weapons already made with their own customization, optimizing performance.

Description: Layne has a short and small stature. He has short brown hair and sharp green eyes. His clothing depends on the situation. Overall, most of his clothes are simple, practical, and stealthy.

Favors: Emptiness, open space, rain, sniping vents, hiding places.

Hates: Getting close up, dirt, mud, the Sun, obstacles.

Personality: Silent, cold, and would do what needs to be done in order to achieve his objectives, whatever they may be.

Combat Skills: Very good accuracy, leading, Average close range combat ability.
Weapons:
AWSM – Arctic Warfare Super Magnum
As the name suggests, this sniper rifle was made to fight in extreme conditions. It uses light alloy to form the main body of the riffle, with sandblasted glass for the scope. The modified frame effectively makes this rifle light weighted. The scope utilizes a built-in infrared radar, which can be turned on or off easily. This sniper rifle utilizes the .338 Lapua Magnum bullets, effectively taking highly armored enemies down. Its’ effective range is about ~2.4 kilometers, due to the longer barrel.

G36 Assault Rifle
A lightweight rifle effective for taking down lightly armored enemies, the G36 Assault Rifle is a weapon of choice for taking down enemies from mid to far range. Effective ranges are from 100~300 meters. It fires fast (up to 750 rounds per minute) and uses the simple, easy to obtain, cheap and light 5.56 NATO rounds. Attached to it is a 3x optical sight topped with an electronic red-dot sight. It is also equipped with an added grip and stabilizer. During certain missions, Layne equips a flashlight to his this rifle. Each magazine contains 45 bullets.

Combat Knife
A standard combat knife carried around by Layne, if he ever uses it for battle. A sword proved too heavy and inconvenient. It is useful for opening things.
Artifact: None
Force: Adventurers
Allegiance: Adventurers (Organization X)
Eye Color: Sea blue/ green.
Hair Color: Light Brown.
Status: Alive
Current Location: Sunburg

[God-Splitter]

Matthias admitted to himself that he didn't know were he was going. The vast surroundings had changed dramastically since he last traveled along this path. Granted the last time he did was 80 years ago.....

The woman he carried was beginning to grow to be a heavy burden. Moments ago, Matthias had tried his best to remove some of the slug fragments imbeddled inside the woman; he didn't however dared to touch the ones that were imbeddled deep inside her body, trapped inside any vital organs. He appled pressure on the wound via by ripping a part of his shirt to use as a Tourniquet to stop the bleeding as was instructed by his Old Friend.

As this was going on, Matthias and the Great Teacher erupted into a loud argument about what to do next. Matthias had wanted to drop the woman off at Sunburg Village and set off in his quest alone, while his old friend argued that they should seek help and guidence on this mission. Before long the two didn't speak each other, playing the silent card.

By than Matthias had already sheathed his Talking Sword back into his Scabbard, and began wonder just who this woman is, and what she
was.

In his long life, Matthias had never laid eyes on a woman like her. Purplish Skin, and pointy ears was something Matthias was sure he would remember. Pretty soon, curiosity got the better of him.

"Have you seen a Woman who actually looked like this before?" he asked his silent friend, whom reminded so much to the dislike of the Immortal.

The group carried on in silence. The purple woman was remarkably still asleep. Matthias wondered if she fell in what people today call a "Coma". Never the less they were no longer at the river, rather they journeyed passed a dark forest now. The Immortal began wondering what this woman's name was, were did she came from, and by god what did she do to get a half human half machine freak to kill her?

"You are so damn hard headed Matthias." The Great Teacher said, finally breaking the silence.

"I don't need help, never needed help, and never would ask for help." Matthias countered, in a enraged tone.

"I'll been though so many life times to know that by now."

"Your mother must have fed you stones when you were born. It's funny to believe that one single person hasn't changed for over three centuries! They are still as stubborn as the day I met you fool!"

"Call me whatever you want. I've fought my own battles, and I always will!"

"So you can stop this Bandersnatch by yourself?"

Matthias choked. His old friend was right, he was always right. It was already enough that his old nemesis Genocide had ascended into Demonhood, but now he planned to-

Matthias froze for a moment, stopping dead in his tracks as his eyes witnessed the woman mouthing the word, Bandersnatch, softly.

[Wixern]

The river slowed down, as opposed to BSN, who was still running. She knew why she was running, though she knew it was a selfish act more than anything else. She wasn't just running to save Ailysa. She was running from Anjio, or from what he had become. She tried to shake the thought, but that didn't work. She tried to believe that it wasn't him, but just some random demon. Unfortunately, even she couldn't ignore the obvious signs that it had been him.

Her thougts raced, as she considered what had happened. Anjio had sworn to come back, but would he really have given up his afterlife for revenge? Then again, he had always been a determined man. He always pursued what he wanted, and he usually got it, too. That was part of what had attracted her to him when he was alive. Determination, and iron will. But now, only one determination remained.

She slowed down as she entered a forest. She walked slowly, and soon she heard footsteps. Loud, and far heavier than normal. She readied her sword, looking at an approaching man. He must've seen her as well, because he'd stopped walking. BSN stepped closer, and saw that the man was holding Ailysa.
'Let her go!' BSN warned, holding her sword close. Ailysa looked wounded, and the man's sword gleamed in the sunlight that penetrated the forest.

Wixern, in the meantime, was locked in combat. Anjio had launched himself at him, but he'd managed to sidestep his attack. Anjio skidded a bit, but soon latched onto a nearby tree. He swung himself back at Wixern, using the momentum of his flight to swing his claw.
Wixern blocked, and stepped aside to avoid the shot that followed the attack. He pushed Anjio away, and sweeped his sword diagonally, a faint blue line tracing his blade. As a response, Anjio let the sword clash into his claw. It scraped past the blade, and eventually shot away.

Wixern jumped back, avoiding a swipe from Anjio's claw. He readied his sword, at the same time as Anjio stepped away to regain his composure.
'You don't half know how long I've waited for this.' Anjio said, pure malice enhancing his voice.
'I think I do. I felt your hatred. Even when you were dead, I felt your disgust. It followed me, and I never got rid of it. Now, I can free myself of this taint at last.'
'It won't end. Not as long as either of us lives. The only difference is that I can survive living with hatred. You... can not.'

[Sarcor]

James had lost track of the Iron Knights. They had been ambushed by an onslaught of incoming demons when they reached Sunburg. In the fray, James had lagged behind and lost the platoon of Knights.
As he ran to attempt to follow the knights, he had been isolated by a huge demon, size of half a building. And Sunburg was riddled with skyscrapers. As the huge form descended upon James, James dodged to the right and followed up with a simple butterfly uppercut. As the demon finished its blow, James was already on top of its arm, dragging his sword along the limb, cutting across the entire appendage.
James then jumped off and quickly circled the hellspawn slicing and dicing. The demon's size prevented it from moving itself fast but when it did it would rock the world.
James ran up the base of the spine just as the demon began moving again, severing its spinal cord. Unfortuantely, high class swords were never meant for this job so the katana got jammed and was rendered useless. James cursed, pulling out the sword and sheathing it. Just then, the hellspawn picked up speed and grabbed James by the arm, swung him around and dangled him across its face. A huge bloodshot eye stared at James.
"Hello, beastie," James grinned. Taking Aksariel, James shot the demon straight into its eye. The demon shrieked. James was dropped from 25 feet, plummeting down, dazed from the terrible scream. Hitting the ground hard, James swung around and onto his feet as a huge foot kicked him square in the stomach sending him flying right into a stone wall.
Even more unfortunate still, the demon's toe had been covered with a claw and that claw had punctured James' side, ripping apart flesh. Still dazed bleeding and quickly losing consciousness, James looked around in his blurry, bloody vision for something, anything to defeat this thing. It was then he spotted a corpse of an Iron Knight laying next to him. It was the actual fact of the body that was laying next to him, there were dozens that littered the ground. It was the fact that there was a NG series#4 military standard issue Fragmentation grenade in the body's uniform.
James picked it up as the demon leaned down to open its mouth and swallow him whole. As the open, stinking mouth neared, James saw its wide open throat, easy pickings.
"Here is your ****ing dinner," James whispered as he released the pin and tossed the grenade into the back of its mouth, causing it to choke.
As James laid down to rest, the demon closed its mouth and backed off, hitting the opposite street building, clutching its own throat, realizing what just happened. It gave a guttural moan that was cut off with a muffled boom, that came from its neck. James saw a hellspawn body, intact up to the neck where the entire cranium was just gone.
Silence. James had passed the first test. Now came the second.
James' condition was critical. A hole the size of a man's fist was visible on his body. He had to close it up. James tore off his shirt slowly, while positioning himself on the ground. He grabbed a piece of glass on the floor and used it to see what the hell was going on. His bleeding needed to be stopped. James took out Akaniel and unloaded his shells. He wet his uninjured fingers in the acid, and drew it around the wound. Not having the energy to give off the excruciating pain, James just lay there spontaneously spasming from the nerve wracking. As the acid worked its properties, he remembered the rule of using acid as a disinfectant. Never get it inside yourself, or you die. James grimaced. Reaching into his pocket he took out a long piece of thread and wet that in acid too. He blew on it to make it dry. Then he grabbed a shard of very thin steel lying nearby and disinfected that too.
Using two of his fingers James looked into the shard of glass to see what he was doing. As he reached and brought the two sides of the wounds together he fought against the impulse of letting them go because it was causing more pain. Tying the thread to the piece of thin steel, James started the manually stitch his wound. After halfway through he almost stopped due to lack of blood but pulled through and tied off the remaining thread. Throwing away the steel shard, James leaned back and fell unconscious, satisfied that he was going to live and NOT die.
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Wow, my dude can perform surgery.

Anyone that can pick me up preferably not anyone that is fighting right now like Omega, or Artrix.
=D

[terence775]

"Say, Omega. Where is Sunburg? I have no idea where it is."

Artrix said as he walked casually alongside Omega.

[Ailysa]

Bub moved alongside the man, with Ailysa's staff clutched in his mouth. He suddenly heard a person approach as he or she entered the forest. The man had stopped walking and so the Nightsaber dropped the staff beside him, sniffing the air as a precaution. The person was advancing toward them... and fast.

Bub growled in presage, eyes gazing into the direction of where the person would come from. He sniffed the air again, just as the person erupted into where they settled. He recognized her. It was his master's friend.

The Nightsaber gave a yap in acknowledgment, looking up at BSN with a pair of shiny eyes

[God-Splitter]

Matthias couldn't believe it. Twice in a row! All in one day! His eyes carefully studied the armed woman in front of her. She wasn't ugly as the man before; nor did she attack without warning. She did however had clothes with many pockets. MANY pockets. There was no telling what she had in those pockets, and Matthias was on edge because of it.

But for one thing, the big bad kitty hadn't attacked her. He didn't forget when the feline was a beast of war, unstoppable in it's rampage and assault on an enemy. If Matthias had guessed right, this woman was an acquaintance of the two. But then again what if Matthias had been wrong? What if the Feline was just another stupid animal that had no understanding of friend and foe? Matthias couldn't risk the only lead he had on this Bandersnatch.

Matthias swung the purple woman on one shoulder, and drew his Old Friend. He eyed the woman, and a strange feeling of excitement came over him. He was inching to fight again. It was a sensation really. He wanted to see what kind of skills people had developed over the centuries. He was "dying" to see how his skills match up to theirs. He wanted it. Guess the old saying was right, "You can take the fighter out of the ring, but you can never take the ring out of the fighter."

"Don't Move." Matthias warned, knowing the woman would ignore it.

[controls]

For Omega's part I'm going to assume the time is around 5-7 ish.

Also, I'll update on the Guards/Ruby and Epsilon later so I can give them a breather.

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Omega looked up in thought, then turned to Artrix. "Well...", he said. "I'm not really big on locations, but it's the closest civilized place to Lowbarda. In fact, at this pace we'll be there by nightfall."

He yawned lightly and stretched his limbs. "Once we're there, we can get some rest too."

They walked in silence for a while, the only sound in the streets were the crunching of their shoes. Both of them enjoyed the stillness of the city, despite the circumstances. In a way, it was almost serene.

"Say Artrix. We've been travelling with one another for a while now, but I don't really know anything about you."

He grinned and spoke with a light tone in his voice.

"So what's your story? C'mon, it'll pass the time."

[terence775]

Originally Posted by controls

"So what's your story? C'mon, it'll pass the time."

Artrix paused for a while, and smiled. "Alright. It wouldn't hurt to tell anyone."

"Well, I lived in the village of Shyre, on a small uncharted island off the main continent. I had a proper family you know but I doubt they are alive. You see, my island was attacked by a small force of demons. The island had no soldiers, as we were never part of the war between Axium and Travia. Suffice to say, the villages were razed pretty quickly... My parents took me and my brother and sent us off in a boat, and that was the last I saw of them."

"When we reached the mainland, my brother and I were separated during a battle between clans. I have yet to see him again. I was about 14 years of age at that time. I staggered between life and death until some kind soul took care of me. I lived with him-- a man, a warrior, for a few years. During those years, I witnessed the many cruel things that has happened among men. I decided to do my best to help others. I started learning from him, the way of fighting, and the art of healing. I was never really good at it. If I remember, that was two years ago. He passed on then, so I bade him farewell and traveled."

"In those two years, I wavered in traveling and working for Travia. Well, I decided to continue on my quest to help others so I came to Lowbarda. Well, turns out I wasn't strong enough to help."

"Sometimes, I wish I was stronger..." Artrix said, finally ending his recollection.

"Thats enough about me, what bout you?" Artrix replied, walking lightly and smiling as a light breeze blew past.

He felt that demons never existed at that moment.

[Sarcor]

Lying unconscious, James had no real choice whether to dream or not. So he fell into a path of old memories and a very unlikely history.
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"Hey don't go there by yourself!" a figure called, James could not make out the features, the light was too bright.
He felt his own words and voice as if he was estranged from them.
"But look at this! It is beauty!" Staggering forward James found himself in a large cavern. But what lay in the middle was far from ordinary. A ridiculously fantastic dragon lay asleep. Chains the size of cities bound the creature. The figure behind James spoke, "Finally, the last dragon in our quest is revealed"
"Oh, so you knew?" James asked in disbelief.
The figure replied," Well I speculated..."
"Well It can't be Canopus can it? I mean the size is just preposterous. This cavern must stretch on for hundreds of miles and reach a hundred miles high. "Then who is this?"
" It must be Winscar" the person produced a simple name.
"Winscar? The God of the Sky? What is he doing here?" James asked while looking upon the dragon's claw. The claw resembled a mountain on its side.
"Kept away from his element, I'm sure."
"But how can Winscar be a dragon too?" James felt stupid.
"You really don't know anything of their history?" the figure seemed amused.
"Winscar and Canopus are brothers. Their elements mix. Lightning and fire.
But alas, when Canopus was imprisoned, his brother was supposedly chained to the ground unable to fly free among the skies."
James walked closer...reached out... and felt the granite smooth texture of the claw. A head the size of a country swung over, the wind created as such caused James to fall back onto the figure.
"You fool! What did you do?" the person wiped a clammy forehead.
"Me? I didn't do anything!" James was scared ****less. He did not want to die. No matter what.
An eye opened halfway revealing a creature still in the grip of sleep.A guttural noise, weak and unattractive came out of Winscar's throat, throwing back James and the person. James smelled a peculiar smell. It smelled like... hydrogen gas. "Get down NOW!" James shouted to the figure. He tackled the figure as the entire cavern became an inferno. The fire spun around the walls, licking everything. James grabbed the figure and threw her into the tunnel connecting to the cavern. The fire frenzy ended right then. James saw himself looking at Winscar's open eye. "YOU. COME HERE"
"Me?" James asked, his eyes captured by the pupil of Winscar. Lightning wizened out of the iris and leaped into the dark recesses of the eye. "HERE IS..AGIFT FROM ME. TAKE IT AND USE IT TO GET ME OUT OF HERE. BUT IF YOU RUN AWAY, I WILL COME BACK TO OBLIVIATE YOU."
"Err that's not a word... heheh..." James weakly edged away.
Suddenly tear wrenching pain gripped James' body.
"YOU ARE A DESCENDANT OF ONE OF MY OFFSPRING, YOU WILL SURVIVE THE FUSION."
As the pain ended, James felt power, magic memories, all at once. He saw the future the past, Past the universe, past everything. He could look into eternity. He wanted more.
"HOW IS THE TASTE OF A GOD?"
"I like it," James said. "I want more! MORE"
"YOU CAN HAVE IT IF YOU GIVE ME WHAT I WANT"
"Yeah, yeah! What can I do?" James felt dizzy.
I SEE INTO THE FUTURE. MY BROTHER WILL ESCAPE. CONTACT HIM THEN TO LIBERATE ME IN TURN. IF HE REFUSES TO BELIEVE, SHOW HIM YOUR MARK.
"Err ok..." James backed off and grabbed the person with him as he left. Winscar yawned and went back to sleep.
******
The memory faded. James opened his eyes to see a little imp trying to drag him away. He flicked the little monster away from him and hoisted himself up.
"Wow! What a crazy dream! Or was it..?" James wondered.
Lifting his shirt up, he saw a dragon with a lightning bolt through it. It glowed a faint blue.

[controls]

Haha, sorry for the italicized backstory. I know it's kind of a pain to read.

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Originally Posted by terence775

"Thats enough about me, what bout you?" Artrix replied, walking lightly and smiling as a light breeze blew past.

He laughed light-heartedly. "Honestly, I don't have much of a story. I had a bout of amnesia years ago, but I'm only starting to get my memories back. But I'll tell you what I do know."



"I never knew my parents, they died in a rebel attack after I was born. And well, when the Travian military came, they set me in an orphanage until I was old enough to be conscripted. But I left before that. Travel the world, see new things, live the life of the adventurer, that kind of stuff."

He turned his head away for a second. Really more out of uncertainty than anything else.

"Well, eventually I ended up doing time and it was decided that I would get capital punishment. Death by firing squad, y'know? What I did do to get the death penalty, I can't exactly recall, though it'd have to be pretty bad for a punishment like that. But in exchange for special military service, couple years, they let me off, just like that.

Afterwords, I lost my memories. Those people who found me said I was just wandering in the mountains up north. You know the place, right? Where the Machine Campaigns began."

"They brought me back to the civilized world. I started travelling again, back and forth between Axium and Travia, and even off-continent to some place, Nobar- something or another."



"And that takes up to present day." He concluded. "Oh!" He pointed off to the horizon, where a single form jutted out into the sky.

"Do you see that tower up ahead? That's at the edge of Sunburg. We're almost there."

[terence775]

Originally Posted by controls

"Do you see that tower up ahead? That's at the edge of Sunburg. We're almost there."

Artrix listened to Omega's story, and nodded from time to time. Artrix looked out, and saw a small tower at a distance. There were buildings around it, and it looked like a small, busy city. Just at that moment, Artrix felt something was wrong. He couldn't say what, but he just knew something was wrong, and it was happening in that city.

"Hey, Omega. Is that smoke coming out from Sunburg?" Although smoke coming out from a city should be a normal sight, the smoke that shrouded the city was different. Even though hardly noticeable at this time of the day, the smoke was black. It was evil.

[XKjalX]

Kjal woke up. He felt that his hands and legs were tied up.

He blinked.

The memory of the rage was haunting him.

He went on a killspree, killing demons. He killed with everything he had taken, and every lust for death he had. Lust for the kill lead to more. The only victims that he remembered were the innocents he killed.

He blinked again.

"Eh, the tr'itorous devil h's been w'ken up."

Kjal closed his eyes, then slammed open. He felt a knife go through his sides, then pulled out again. In front of him was was a man, but his head was diffrent. The top part was human, but the bottom was demonic, made with magic, ungraceful and ugly. This lead to a humorous accent which the man can't say the letter "A" in any word.

"Leave him be. He can't escape."

Another man, but with three-quarters of a human head and a demonic leg. He was sharping two black kodachis against each other.

Kjal kept silent.

"Wh't's the m'tter? 'ngel got yer tounge? Don't worry. ' m'gus is going to come and cut your he'd off and r'in blood all over the gr'ss. Hehehe..." the half-head laughed.

Kjal hoped to escape, but he had only the gehda gem. His revolvers were missing and his bag was near the demon-leg man.

"M'gus...Magus?"

Demonic mages, who have the ability to preserve bodies, for either spells that need blood, or make soldiers, like the half-head in front and Kjal. Kjal met one, who had torn off his arms and continued torturing him for five years...

The demonic-legged man stood up and pushed away the half-head.

"Come on. You know how you became like us. But we are loyal. Unlike you..."

Red runes flashed on the floor nearby, carrying a disturbing glow.

"Here he comes."

Kjal, subconsiously, wanted to shudder, but the gehda gem calmed him.

"Stand your ground."

A burst of flame and arcane energies flew, and in their place was a full demon, wearing rune-etched robes. What's worse, it was the same demon that tortured Kjal. The demon opened it's deformed mouth and spoke.

"Well, well. If it isn't my student, or should I say, slave? It's been for quite a long time..."

Kjal wanted to shake with fear because of memories, but the gem channelled his fear into anger. Kjal kept silent once more.

"It is certainly degrading that one of my best students would not serve the Burning Legions, but no matter. Soon, your body will serve another loyal demon and you will fade into nothingness."

The demon laughed eeriely, but then stopped under Kjal's gaze of burning red.

"That's where you did wrong."
"That's where you did wrong."

The gem shone green, then a bright orange.

"I'm going to repay you--"
"--for what you have done to me for five years."

Kjal's claws and hands suddenly had a magical fire, which burned the knots off. He fell forwards and stabbed his left claw into the magus. The magus's head exploded and the body fell backwards, burning.

"Sh--"

The half-head suddenly had two halves of a head. The demon leg man just grabbed his kodachis and looked at Kjal, except that he wasn't there.

A claw burst through his body, burning him from the inside.

"No offense, but I didn't like you either."

The man burned until he was no more. After a moment of standing still, letting his rage calm down, he grabbed his bag and the twin black kodachis. The Nuckelavee's Spears were still inside his bag, luckily.

In the remains of the demon magus was a small pouch, containing a Purple Teleportal Gem.

"Did that feel good?"

"I thought you were my sanity..."

"Who says sane people can't go crazy?"

Kjalhasson played with the teleportal gem, thinking.

"Where should I go?"

...

He tossed the purple gem up in the air, cradled it in one palm, and smashed it down against the ground. As the runes expanded around his feet, he held his kodachis and stood in a battle ready stance.

"To Wixern!"

In a flash, all that was left in the area were three dead demons and a burning fire, leaving nothing else but a story.

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"I think I do. I felt your hatred. Even when you were dead, I felt your disgust. It followed me, and I never got rid of it. Now, I can free myself of this taint at last."

"It won't end. Not as long as either of us lives. The only difference is that I can survive living with hatred. You... can not."

A flash of purple appeared before the two. Before either could jump backwards, they were hit the head with a kodachi hilt, sending each away from the person.

Kjal stopped, stood straight and looked around for Wixern.

"Hey Wixern, how're you doing bud--dy..."

Kjal just realised that he hit two people in the head.

"Huh. And here I thought he would talking about cheese and be surrounded by demons..."

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I'm back, YOU BISHES!

To explain, since the Gehda Amulet has Elemental Attack, I used that property to break Kjal free. LOLOLOLOL.