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Post by raphael on Dec 26, 2005 0:03:21 GMT -5
Raphael raised an eyebrow at the conversation his son was having with Iada. He just shook his head.
Mazarus smiled, "I suppose, but when we get back, we are so going to paper rock sicissors for who gets next.' He smiled as Jasmine when he said it, it was meant to be sort of a joke and he hoped she saw it that way.
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Post by Health on Dec 26, 2005 0:08:00 GMT -5
"Eh, but if we win this thing there won't be anymore missions, no more Apocalypse, our lives will be different we'll have to think of somthing better to do with our time," Iada said realizing the importance of this mission, "Think Raphael would mind if I sung, 'It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine?"
"Just don't be a fool, Christian, I don't want the last memory I have of you, is one of you being a fool," Amelia said pulling on Christian's shirt to bring his lips to hers.
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Post by Christian on Dec 26, 2005 0:11:50 GMT -5
Christian closed his eyes, and took in what he could. Knowing the next few hours would be nothing but pain and anguish, he was glad to have somebody to spend this time with. Ecspecially if it was Amelia.
He pulled away, eyes locked to hers, and full of affection, "I told you, I won't stop myself if it happens that way. But out of the top ten things I can think of not to die tonight, you just became about eight of them."
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Post by Health on Dec 26, 2005 0:17:13 GMT -5
Amelia buried her face in Christian shirt again to advert her eyes from him. With all her heart she wished for him to return from the battle. To hold her in his arms again, to look at each other, but Amelia couls see the future and for once in her lif she didn't want to.
"You get my hopes up," she said with a weak smiled and placed her small hand on Christian's cheek.
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Post by Christian on Dec 26, 2005 0:22:16 GMT -5
"I know you can see the future," he said, "But there's something about me you don't know about, an ability I don't much talk about."
He kissed her hand, and smiled at her, "I have an amazing ability to surprise people. Do me a favor, and don't count me out yet, alright?"
He took her hand, "Come on," he said, smiling, "I think your father is about to rally the troops."
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Post by Health on Dec 26, 2005 0:24:06 GMT -5
Amelia felt herself melt inside as Christian led her back into the room where they were preparing for the battle. She held onto his hand tighter not wanting to let go, knowing that if she did he'd have to leave.
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Post by Christian on Dec 26, 2005 0:31:35 GMT -5
Christian took his place near the side of the troops, and nodded to Raphael to confirm his arrival.
Then he looked to his side, where Amelia still stood. He smiled at her, squeezed her hand once, then let go, never letting on that it might be the last time.
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Post by Eirik on Dec 26, 2005 0:56:23 GMT -5
Sef continued to eat as others talked. He was hungry and they had nothing to say to him. He noted Raphael's armour and smiled. He was a true warrior. He did not relied on his cunning over power. It was what aloud Sef to become the first horse man of Death. A brain was the most dangerous weapon in the world if it was sharp. It looked like the end of days was approaching. A new age was on the horizon. Sef then made the connection that Horus was the god of the dawn as well as the avenger. After this war it would be the first start once more. A new beginning for man to make the same old mistakes but at least there would be peace for a long while after. The cost of it would mean no one would win this war. There would be no true victory. It would be paid for in full with blood.
The bunker became slightly darker. The change so faint that it was nearly impossible to tell. A shade had entered in that moment but notice had happened.
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Post by raphael on Dec 26, 2005 12:11:01 GMT -5
Mazarus smiled at Iada. "I don't know, but do it anyways, I want to see the look on his face." Raphael was in the process of strapping on the various knives and such that he preferred. Raphael tossed him a hand gun. It was a .357 python revolver with a custom stock and barrel. Engraved on the barrel was a single quote followed by a picture of a balance. The quote read: "Thy Sins Weighed, Thou Art Judged Guilty." Mazarus never liked guns. Raphael gave him a stern look, "no mistakes, no taking chances." He looked at Iada and Jasmine handing each of them a gun as well.
"use it if you need to, but don't draw attention to yourselves if it can be avoided."
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Post by Christian on Dec 26, 2005 13:09:40 GMT -5
Christian looked around subtely. Something felt different about the room, but it was nothing he could put his finger on.
He looked as Amelia, who hadn't noticed anything, and smiled assuringly. But he knew something didn't smell right.
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Post by Health on Dec 26, 2005 13:15:53 GMT -5
Amelia suddenly shivered and leaned closely to Christian. Something wasn't right, she could feel it, someone else had enetered the room. Whoever it was, it's thoughts were blocked from her, and she couldn't pinpoint where it was.
But it did have something that brought darkness to Amelia mind and the frightened her enough to wrap her arms around Christian's waist.
"Something's here," she told him telepathically, "Something dark, I can't sense where it is, it's like it's all over the room."
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Post by Christian on Dec 26, 2005 13:21:10 GMT -5
Christian held her tight, I know. I can feel it in the air. It's familiar, but I can't trace it. It's like it's everwhere at once. Don't make any odd movements. Inform your father, see what he thinks... And DON"T leave my side!
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Post by Health on Dec 26, 2005 13:33:40 GMT -5
"I don't think I cvan reach him, he's block his mind off from telepthaic since mum left. I think she's the only one that can mentally talk to him, only because they have a link," Amelia thought darkly, her heart began to beat faster in fear, she didn't like the unexpected, "Unless we come out and say something, this guy has the advantage, and I think he's blending with the shadows."
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Post by Eirik on Dec 26, 2005 15:30:56 GMT -5
Morbid watched as energy surged through the girl and knew she felt that at least something was in the room with her and her guard.
Morbid's tendril reach for all the door and closed them and broke the lights in the room. Why use powers to make it dark when they were underground. The daughter of Iris though probably would still be able to sense him if not see him. It did not matter though because Morbid was a shadow with no true form anymore.
"You were right to be frightened Amelia." Morbid told her. "Apocalypse would not be happy to find you here. Did you know he is killing many men and slaves because you ran away?" Morbid thought to inform her. "He is worried about you." Morbid added but knew she no longer cared. She figured out the truth.
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Post by Health on Dec 26, 2005 15:37:14 GMT -5
Amelia resisted the urge to yell out in fear as the door slammed shut and the lights bursted into darkness. She tightened her grip of Christian's waist as if it would anchor her to the reality of what was happening. And then a dry, dark voice began speaking to her, "Morbid," she whispered her body trembling.
"What the bloody blazing hell?" Iada asked as the light went out and she was showered in darkness.
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Post by Eirik on Dec 26, 2005 15:45:43 GMT -5
"Yes, I am surprised you know of me at all. As I am just another faceless... thing in the palace. Then again you are far more powerful then you let others onto now." Morbid was not playing with his prey but something else. He did not want to kill her but Iris had forced Midnight into it. Iris had over reacted to Midnight's interest in the girl and forced Midnight to take this action.
"I was sent here because of your Mother Amelia. I am sure you have figured it out." Morbid spoke and watch everyone. He took shape but not form in the dark room.
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Post by Health on Dec 26, 2005 15:48:47 GMT -5
"It's not hard to put two and two together," Amelia spat, "Mum was let go when the vow was broken, she went after Midnight and Midnight sent you here," Amelia said her eyes narrowing.
"Ick I hate the dark," Iada suddenly said anmd started to glow, giving off enough light to light the room. She saw Morbid and gasped, "Who are you?" she asked jumping to her feet.
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Post by Eirik on Dec 26, 2005 15:56:11 GMT -5
As light filled the room Morbid's shadowy form stood out. It was a dark cloud like fog. It looked like smoke moving and twisting about constant but keeping an over all shape. Then something rose from his back and pick up the table and threw it at Iada and the shadowy figure shield his face from the light a little by moving his arm infront of his face.
Morbid used his powers to darken the room. He felt far more comfortable in the dark. He had always been safer in the dark and he was hidden from everyone else. He had been treated like a monster since the day of his mutation until he believed it himself. Morbid harbour no loyalties to Apocalypse and Amelia seemed to understand what has about to happen. Morbid was franticly looking for another way but saw none.
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Post by Health on Dec 26, 2005 16:04:28 GMT -5
Iada yelped in surpise and suddenly it was dark and the sound of a table crahing was heard.
"It saddens me, because once you were human and you went by another name, Doyle," she said not knowing she was using something her mother had always used in the past, compassion and kindness, "I wish there was another way, a way where you could have been treated better when you were younger, and maybe would have been on our side fighting with us against Apocalypse."
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Post by Eirik on Dec 26, 2005 16:12:34 GMT -5
This served to only remind what Morbid of what he had lost. Morbid temper flared at his and tendril shot out of his back. The tendril lashed out at Ravage to knock him aside and a few others to grab Amelia in dark. The tendril were quick and almost soundless as they whipped about to complete what Morbid wanted.
"You know nothing of me!" It was to late for Morbid to be treated like anything else now by anyone other then Midnight. She was the only one who could truly understand. Amelia had lived in a palace her whole life. Though many hated her because of Apocalypse just as many loved her.
"I do not care about your sides. I am beyond them. I care not who rules this world. Apocalypse or you that changes nothing." Morbid informed Amelia having controlled his rage. He looked to see what the others were doing in the room.
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