Dark looked around, also sniffing the air, he resheaths his blades, and
he returns to normal" ............a war is soon coming, we must
prepare" *Under the cloak of magic...Luna appears to be an old
woman...* "Do you think Stray has come to yet? You know when he
does...he'll try to kill us again..." smearing his face with grey ash
his furr turns to an old light grey... his tattered cliothes revail
nothing of his true nature.... drawing up the hood he puts on an old
tattered eye piece......he says nothing...... Dark only had three
forms, and would therefore he would be recognizable, he made a heavy
hooded cloakk appear and started to put it on, the closk covering his
entire wolven body, and the cloak covering his entire head he shakes
his head "give me you're claok dark" Dark nods, and hands Storm the
cloak "alright, here you go" with a chuckle he tosses the new claok
intot he fire... causing certian edges to burn and hoels also... ashes
cover it dulling the color before he stomps it out..... pickign it up
it looked old as he hands it back "you walk around like that and you're
sure to draw attention....." *Moving with haste and skill Stray and his
twenty highly trained men skim through the forest, and along the road,
spreading out and sniffing out tracks. His men workin hard and eagerly
as he walks along, his clothing and weaponry looking smoother, finer.
more detailed and elegant. Plans and ideas working in his mind all
along, never stopping his thought.* Find anything? *he looks over to a
nearby assasin* "sir, tracks lead in towards the forest there, but ive
heard furs speak of powerful forces at work there, maybe even temples"
*the asasin responds, Stray snorts* You know theres no such thing, come
on, we will move through that way then, i want to be informed of ANY
activity, be it warlords or petty farmers, i want to know all Dark nods
and takes it back from Storm, and puts it on. now looking just as
mysterious as they are" he turns his head catching the scent of men
nearby..... his eyes anrrow and growl "CURSE THEM"removing his perfect
costume he rushes out leaving only word of warning......."they come...
beware dark......." soon he was lsot into the shadows of the valley
forest.... becoming one with the woods and shadows..... quietly he
awaits them..... hidden withing the shadows of the tree's.... he would
make them pay for comming in so deep into sacred territory.... as the
first assassin passess under him... hed rops the steel cords of is iron
whip around the would be assassins neck halling him up into the
tree.... quiet death as he strangles him to death....... before moving
into another tree...silently playing the cat and mouse game... the
hunters hunting the preditor.... leaving the dead gaurd well hidden in
the tree's he moves to the next.....death would only fallow those who
dare trust pass........ *Stray walks slowly, picking the scent of two
beings ahead, close by. Spotting two shabby looking furs he moves
forward, whispering to an assasin nearby* Werent there more of us?
damnit, listen oyu assasins act like it. *He pushes an assasin forth to
bring the word to the others as he moves up casually to Dark and Luna,
both of which look like normal creatures to him* You two, whats your
business here. I would advice you to speak quickly. *He steps in front
of the two, pushing at Luna who looks to be an eldery female, drawing a
blade to her neck* Did you see three furs pass by? what lays beyond
this forest! speak.. *he glares over to the other fur, Dark* Dark
speaks, his form and voice hidden from recognition. " no kind sir, we
have not see the furs you were looking for. me and her were only
getting some fresh air, and then we heard you and the kings men head
our way, are these three furs thieves?" Dark hoped his idea worked,
hoping that they wouldnt get caught.
*He lets go of his chokehold on the elderly fur, turning to the other
one instead* Thieves?? *he makes a face of disgust* Why would I be
chasing petty thieves, no, peasent, these are traitors of the city.
Nothing but troublemakers, Known across the country for their evil
deeds. *he looks up gazing into the forest* What lays beyond this wood,
is there a temple as they say? *Strays eyes travel around the wood,
looking suspiscious. a hushed silence laying over the furs around him,
something strange was or had happened here* "i have heard rumors of a
temple that belonged to some acient civilization, though it's been so
long, i cant seem to remember exactly what it could be," continues to
answer the questions that Stray asks him. “hmm heathenistic god
worship..”
*He pauses, pushing Dark aside as he steps in the dricetion of the
temple* You and you! *he points at two of his finer assasin guard*
Bring these two.. peasants *he wrinkles his nose* to the castle, the
kings men will "take care of them" there *With that he takes a leap and
rushes further into the forest, breaking branches and stomping flowers
on the way, his weaponry destroying all greengrowth ahead, letting his
rage out on inanimate objects, cursing as he moves, still taking good
care not to ruin his fine clothing and weaponry*
As Dark and Luna followed the guards back to the castle, he kept track
of how far Stray's life force was from their current location, as soon
as Stray is far enougn away from them Luna and Dark unmask themselves,
and begin slaugtering them, using the Techs the Storm and Luna taugh
him, both Luna and Dark made quick work of all of the guards. they hid
the bodies, making sure to not leave evidence. then he looks to Luna. "
Luna, go and scout the area, any other guards you see, get rid of them,
i'll confront Stray, though i feel sorry for what he's going through
right now, i just hope i dont have to kill him" he lets out a sigh,
then he dashes off into the forest, hoping to make it to where he
pointed Stray towards before Stray gets there. *Reaching cleaner more
wellkept soil he slows his pace looking around, spotting hodded furs
all around and a lare ancient wonderful structure, walking over to the
first one of the furs he finds he grabs it by the collar of the neck*
Hello there, whats this then, a bit of god worship? mind if i join? *he
smacks the fur in the face, leaving it sprawled on the ground as he
moves on, standing in front of the temple, Others rush to stop him from
defiling the sacred place, begging, asking, and most of them attempting
violence. Finally in his right place, he begins slashing down
innocents, leaving many wounded, not bothering to be thorough as he
moves faster in, spitting at idols on the walls and grinning every time
a fur tries to stop him untill he reaches the inner sanctuary. stoping
as he sees a fur that looks like the master of the "sect"* Good
evening.. old man *he smiles and steps up to him, keeping a slight
distance, kicknig at a vase at his feet shatteringit along the floor* I
believe this structure is illegal and against regulations, or so the
kings word says.. the old figure speaks to him" how dare you Defile,
and Disgust this sacred land with such blasphmey, i will not stand for
such acts of un-nessesary violence. Wadtrea-antraka, cohkareth tara-ein
tiesa" (fellow kinsmen, come and show yourselves, and remove this fur
from our place of sacred pride). the elder speaks in the native
Language of Dark's Zin-Wolf clan, calling all who are still able to
help stop Stray from defiling it any further.
You speak with ancient tongue old man, neither you or your "fellow men"
can stand against me, you have not fought furs like me before. and as
far as i can tell there are no furs around to help you out of this one,
no descent ones at least. *Stray steps forwards, brandishing his
blades, grinning as he moves up towards the man* Besides, i always
wanted to slice up a holyman. *he chuckles*
"Try as you must, you will not last here. "Arech-co-chota" (everyone,
ready, Attack). The other able monks start to rush Stray one by one,
on;ly to meet their doom at the hands of the ruthless tiger. “not bad”
*Stray pants as he spins and slashes at the monks, his snow white fur,
discoloring, turning dark red in the combat. kicking and spinning
along, hiw muscles working hard to keep him out of the biggest piles,
slashes hitting him in small areas, as he fights, his eyes focus in on
the templekeeper, determined to finish him off. This had not gone quite
as planned, letting out a roar, he moved the blades in fornt of him
plummeting through a goup, feeling a dagger slide along his back as he
push through, lifting a small double sided dagger, spinning around one
last time to clear room before tossing it, aiming for the templekeepers
neck, and striking sideways. hoping to stall the few remaining monks
with the attack on their leader* "erikada-noto-sietea, und parek
diandro-tenaka" (brothers, desist the battle, and back away from the
tiger slowly). the other monks respond to the elder's command, and they
stop abd back away from attacking, the elder seeing most of his kinsmen
slaughtered and injured by this one being, then he looks at Stray.
"what is it that you want from us, we mean no harm, all we ant is to
live in solitude, not with malice in our hearts" he speaks to him,
wondering if pleading would help reason with him. “want? oh you naive
old man, is it not obvious?” *He licks a paw, tasting the blood*
You are users of ancient magics, forbidden fighting techiniques and a
personal power reign, which doesnt even work for the king. But i see
that you know this is not why im here. I am looking for three furs, who
i am certain entered here, i want them dead, in fact i want you dead
too, but that can wait, do you know of whom i speak, old man? * He
steps up the stiars, moving close, so he is inches away from the elder*
"the only one that we know of is exactly who you see inscribed on the
pictures on the walls, Dark Valentine, the Legendary Zin-Wolf" the
elder doesnt move "the other two, im not sure about them" *In a move
with lightning speed, Stray feeds the one blade into the elders
stomach, holding him close by the shoulder with his other paw* You
lie.. old man *he whispers through grited teeth into the elders ear*
Tell me of the others, and where they are now, and i will make it
quick” the Elder gasps as the blade is punchured into his stomach, he
coughs up blood, shaking from the sword pierced into him.
"it is no lie, i swear" he coughs up more blood " the only one we know
of is Dark Valentine, nothing more" The others look in despair as there
is nothing they can do to save their elder. *Stray quickly pulls out
the blade, letting the elder fall* “Thought you were a battlemaster,
old man, should have let me get so close” *He grins as he walks back
down the stairs, kicking one of the bodies on the ground* the rest of
you may live.. for whatever life you have, but if i find out something
is kept from me, not onoly oyu, but your families will fall as well.
*stray steps out of the temple, looking around cautiously* Dark arrives
at the temple, looking at Stray walk away from the temple, he looks to
see the blood splattered on him, already knowing that he arived too
late. ".........." Dark looks at him, seeing tht he has gone back to
his old ways. " Stray........." it's all he says, and just stares at
him.
ahhh Dark my good friend, so glad you could join us. I must say the
elder in the temple was most pleased to see me, and i absoluetely loved
my new weapons. dont you think they look wonderful?
*He smiles as he walks slowly twoards Dark, showing his new weaponry*
“I must admit it looked crude to begin with, but the nice blacksmith
was more then eager to help in the end”. *Stray notices the look in
Darks eyes and smirks* “Oh no need to worry bout your little "friends"
in there, im sure they are as fine as suits them, go ahead, go inside
and look. i will wait here for you” *Loving this little game of cat and
mouse now that Stray is on top* Dark looks at him and warps himself
inside the temple to look around, the other monks that see him bow in
sight of his appearence, keeping silent, Dark just looks at them like
they flipped, then he sees the elder lying dead on the ground, and his
swork speaks to him, telling him that he was the only other soul to
know about the true meaning of his existance. Dark begame enraged and
warped himself back outside, back to the same spot he stood in when
Stray approached him. "You bastard.......what has happened to you, why
do you kill so mercilessly" Dark looks at him, keeping his distance
from him Now now, i showed plenty of mercy, didnt you notice the living
ones? *He smiles and toys with the blades in his hands* Besides it was
the only way out, i had no choice, those kind of people are better of
dead just like you are, now certainly oyu know that this is how i
always have been, your kind only know violence as a communcation
device, its all you understand. *HE steps a bit closer* did you see the
old man? i am perticulary proud of that piece of art *he grins, then
sighs* “But sadly, not much of a challange, im nothing like before
Dark, im sure you will see that when i kill oyu, im stronger, better. i
dont know how, maybe it was just rage or adrenaline. but things will
not end as simply as they di last time, there will be no mercy for oyu
this time”. "using violence as a communication device, i think you have
showed that yourself by slaughtering the Elder like that, it seems to
me that's all you own mind is programmed to" eyes him a bit wearily,
his paw on his blade's hilt. "im not expecting anything to end like it
should, you of all furs should know that" shame really, the king could
use someone like you, you dont want to tell me where Luna is then?
before i kill oyu, wouldnt mind messing with her abit afterwards. or
maybe that shadowpanther, now that would be an interesting experience,
i could teach him a thing or two *grins, as he steps even closer, his
pace increasing*
"Why in the world would i serve a king that would not even accept magic
in his land?" then he thought about it for a moment, he had an idea,
but it came at the cost of sacrifice. "stop......i'll go,
i'll.........do what you wish" sighs in hoping he made the right
desicion , and starts to throw down his weapons. then he thinks for a
bit to himself. "~ im sorry, but for this to work, i have to be in the
side of darkness once again, but hopefully this is for a moment~".
*Stray stops, looking almost dissappointed, as he stands his ground
watching* what? *He eyes Dark suspisciously* Kick your weapons over
here and turn around, i dont want any trouble, why are you
surrendering?“ he kicks his weapons over to Stray and turns around,
just as he commands to. "i have to face facts, even if i defeat you,
there is no way for me to return to my own place in history, knowing
this, even if i defeat you, the kings men, and King Alucard himself, i
would have still lost this eternal battle within myself" he makes no
sudden movements as he turns around for him, not even facing him *Still
suspiscious Stray slides along the ground carefully, lifting up some
rope which he bind tightly and hard around Darks wrists* “cant be to
careful..” *he mutters as he pushes Dark forward, taking him in
direction of the castle, obviously upset about not fighting* Dark makes
no suspicous movements, and gets tied by the wrists, and then gets
pushed by Stray, not saying a word.
*As they move, Stray stays silent, keeping behind Daark as they get
closer to the city, still highly suspiscious about the whole thing*
so.. if you have indeed changed, you wouldnt happen to know where Luna
and that shadowpanther are then? *he smirks* Dark answers his question"
She is somewhere in the woods, knowing her, she's long gone, who knows
where she is, never seems to tell me where she's going anyway, and as
for the panther, he's probably gone as well, he's mysterious, and tends
to be by himself, he could be anywhere by now" As they spoke....storm
moved through the citie also... quiet and hidden.. killing a few gaurd
and hidding the bodies..... silent death only awaited those fools
who.... did not know.....watching...trusting dark...... but not quiet
trusting the same....but he quietly moved..... upon the
rooftops....almost one with the darkness...... his questions will all
be answered soon....... Dark and Stray moved towards the Castle, they
were at the entrance, all the townsfurs looked on in grief and horror,
seeing the Zin-Wolf captured, some of them were in fear of Stray,
keeping their distance and steping out of his way as they made it to
the Castle gates, the guards opened them up, and they walked inside he
moved to the side of the castle scaling the wall in almost utter
ease...pressing his body close to the wall muscle and senew strain as
his claws find niches into the wall........moving silently he unwraps
the steel whip around his waist... looping it he awaits the
gaurd....... suddenly tossing the whip he yanks hard....pulling the
gaurd of the wall...strangeling him to his death before releasing him
to his death.....his muscle stood on end as he moves past the wall...
into the confertable arms of the shadow....... every once and a while
he would drop what apeared to be a black marble... doark as onyx......
but he says not breachign the inner wall..mingling withing the croud
hidden..... making his way through the darker sahdows into the very
heart of it... hidden unheard... anything that threatend to break his
cover was immediately executed...ruthless and cold.... hiding the
bodies after words..... trying to find dark..... and alone... he looked
for his answer's any clues......but finding not... hiding among the
shadows of the rafters of the kings throne room.... he is perfectly
hidden... alone.... one with the shadows..... and if anyone bothered to
look..... they would only see darkness.......... Dark enters the King's
thrne room, Stray pushing him in from behind, when they got before the
King, Stray kicked the back of Dark's leg and forced him to kneel. the
King looked at him. "Well Done Stray. you have served me well, in
capturing this wild menace." the king looks at dark, and swipes his
claw over his face. "Foolish dog, even if you are acient, and
Legendary, you're nothing in this time and place" he summoned his
guards " Guards, Lock this foolhearted dog up, his mind and power will
belong to us" the King smirks, and goes to sit back in his chair, and
the guards suround Dark, and take him away. Dark then thinks to
himself. "How Degrading, this king must be stopped, if not hindered, if
there is a way, i will find it, i only have to play the role of being
captured for just a little bit more " then he looks up into the shadows
of the throne room, then he concentrates his thoughts. "~you'll know
when im ready Storm. i just need to play this part a bit more. we are
not going to take the king out just yet, we are only going to cripple
the majority of his morale, and his forces.~" that thought echoes
through his head as Dark is dragged out of the King's throne room.
he didn't replie but waited...patients.....patients.... all he ever had
was time....just waiting...silent upon the
rafters..........watching...learning... *Stray looks up at the king,
also feeling that it is under his dignity to bow to anyone. He was the
one who did the work, the one who captured the zin wolf, controlled the
men, handled the citizens, it should have been him in that throne, but
for now, he waited* Thank you my king, it was a pleasure capturing him,
but i would advice you to hold your guard he did give up a bit easy...
*he stops talking, a look on his face appearing before looking back up
at the king* On second thought dont worry my lord, im certain he is of
no threat at this time, but i do believe there is an intruder in the
castle. Guards have gone missing almost as soon as i returned and the
smell of death lays in my nose, i think someone or something followed
us. King Alucard looks at Stray "hmm....there is always that
possibility, Guards, scope the area, any suspicous activities report
them to me, and as for you Stray, you are in full control over watching
Dark Valentine, we will force him to join us, if not, he will die, the
power that is throughout his body can play a real big piece in our
conquest and rule over Salvistar." King alucard smirks evilishly as the
thought of Dark serving them appears in his head “yes sir” *he turns
and moves to Darks cell as he mutters profanities about the king, but
his mind moves to other thoughts, if the shamans could get their hands
on Dark theire would be no other choice for him but to serve, maybe
even serve him. Stray grins as he opens the door to the room wher Dark
is held and sits down on a chair nearby, resting his feet on the desk*
Dark looks up to him, his wrists and ankles are in shackles, most of
his energy drained from him from the training that he was doing with
Storm and Luna. "hmph....satisfied since im captured?" Dark looks at
him with an scorned look on his face.
*Stray looks over, almost a dul look on his face* hmm.. not really
Dark, i was actaully hoping for a nice way to kill you, a nice dirty,
bloody fight. *He gets up, leaning close to Dark, smirking* I wanted to
see you suffer like the old temple owner did, like hopefully Luna and
shadowpanther will, unless something goes wrong. *He lets out a small
snarl before sitting back down* Believe me Dark, i did not want the
good for nothing king to have anything, this is the one place where we.
*he shudders* agree. "What in the world are you talking about, is'nt
this what he wanted, to take me out, he's been on a rampage to capture
me ever since i've arrived in this time, and now im captured"
Dark looks at Stray, he can tell something's not right. "well whatever
it is that he wants me for, i refuse to succumb to it" Dark looks in
disgust. “you.. Dark, you have now choice in this matter whatsoever.
forget the king” *Stray spits on the floor* The king is nothing, just a
pawn in a bigger game, i thought you knew this, no Dark, there are
larger forces at work here, forces you soon will so kindly agree to
help. *he looks up at the ceiling, looking at nothing in perticular*
now take me for instance, i dont want much, just the kingdom and the
throne. *chuckles* even though that is a bit little for someone like
me, im sure that would only be the start, maybe i could even let oyu
help me in the conquest of the rest of the country and onward, after
your little, lesson with some close friends of mine im sure you would
beg to help.” "hmph, I serve no one, and im under no rule, that was
taken away from me over 900 years ago, and since then i needed no one
to be under, but myself". Dark looks angered "try as you may, and say
what you want, will can never be forced" Dark continues to look
disgusted. oh but dont you yet understand, you foolish creature. we
will not force your will! only.. change it *he smiles* but i have
already revealed to much, its much funner seeing the astonished looks
on furs faces when they realize whats happening.” *he takes an apple of
the desk of which he is tresting his legs and throws it in the air,
moving his hands up quickly and expertly slizing it in four seperate
halves before it hits the desk again* Dark stays silent as the night
goes on, then he falls asleep, the morning arises, and dark is curled
up in the corner, trying to keep himself warm in the cold damp dungeon.
*Stray stretches, yawning as he looks over at Dark again, standing up
and prodding him with his blade* “hey.. wake up you.. its time” *he
gives a nice kick to Dark, to get him up before leaving the room, to
inform the guards of transporting him to the place*
Excuse me my lordship, maybe yo uwould wish to oversee the
transformation? *Stray asks, a glint in his eyes as he leads the king
together with the guards to Darks room, while he steps to the side, he
didnt need to watch it, he wanted to but right now he wished more to
investigate the possibilty of an entity in the castle, he knew someone
was here, but not who, the guards were incompentent, he had to do the
job himself while the king and guards were dealing with Dark, to take
him deeper under ground, to a place where, if everything went as
planned, would change Darks mind and soul*
They all arrive in an underground room, somewhat like a lavatory, Dark
still in shackles looks around as he is pushed to go forward into the
room, varoius things and items laid scattered about as he looked
around, still moving forward. * Stray studies the grounds, sniffing and
searching. about to give up he sighs, looking down he suddenly spots
someting like a marble, a deep black color, i he looks up again and an
idea comes to his head* “The walls!” *he mutters, beginning an
exstensive search, now with renewed vigour and bloodlust* *meanwhile in
the underground room, three hooded furs step forth* Is this the
zinwolf? *they ask, in unison as one steps forwards* he will do nicely.
Dark looks at them not saying a word. keeping silent is all he could do
for the moment” shackle him down in the pentagram”. *the leading shaman
speaks as the guards hurry to do as he says, tying Dark down roughly,
making sure theres no room for movement, the three shamans gather
around him, beginning to chant, and spreading liquids and powders
around Dark* This will take som time, one says to the king, this stuff
is always tricky *He immedeatly gets back to work* Dark thinks to
himself. "~in order to find out the truth of this whole matter and
reason, i have to switch over to the Darkness once again, but at the
same time, if im ever to break out of this darkness, my arua has to be
concentrated directly onto Sabin~" he thinks as he looks at them
sprinkle the powders and liquids over and around him.
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"hmph" is all that comes from his voice, as the look of disgust crosses his face.
It seems this will go faster then with the other one, he has some evil in him from before.”
*One shaman whispers as i large red light flows along the paintings on
the floor, covering Dark completley as ropes of light reach up from the
floor, laying over Dark and squeazing into him, sending shivers through
his body. a flash of sudden lighting and all is dark, no source of
light anywhere* Stay calm, this is supposed to happen, we just need to
find a candle. *a shaman hustles over to somewhere, sounds of jarss and
bowls being moved appear before a snap and a cnadle is light* he now
belongs to you *he whispers* Dark growls as the ropes of light rise
from the floor and lay over Dark, squeezing and clinging to him, he
struggles to move, but the ropes become tighter and tighter. *the light
seems almost to absorb into him, sliding along his veins untill its all
gone, leaving a light glow around Dark, before it to fades. and silence
fills the room. one shaman walks over, carefully loosening Dark before
stepping back, looking down at him, waiting for him to rise*
Dark's eyes was closed, he could feel the evil energy flowing through
his veins, his fangs became a bit longer, so was his claws, his fur got
a bit wilder and spiker, as he opened his eyes, they were pure crimson
red in color, a reddish hue like arua surrounded him, coursing through
his wolven form, he rose from the floor, his face with the look of
death, staring straight at the shamans, keeping silent as he looks at
them. *Luna disguised herself as a noblewomen....her fans deadly
weapons no one could see...they decorated her hair and the one she held
was deadly as well....steel blades covered in a beauty that only the
noble could carry...as she walked passed the guards they smiled and
flirted with her...she made her way to the palace and then to the
king's chambers without question....then she waited for darkness to
fall* he lay there crouched across the bannister as he looks for the
zin-wolf..searching the castle silently.l...staying well above the
gaurds...hidden....they where searching for him.kk...he would need to
make it fast...moving to find dark...and free him...such as he should
have long ago......... *Leaning back his eyes slowly scout across the
rooms, something was different here, there was a presence, his eyes
squint, his tiger senses powerful and in high gear as he looks around.
suddenly a slight movement, all he needed. a small smile forms across
his face. Finally he had spotted the intruder, it wasnt easy to see. in
fact if he hadnt sharpened his senses, knowing what was there he would
never have seen it. h crouched back ,moving against the wall as well,
not taking his eyes off once* *meanwhile in the cellar, the shamans
lean close to Dark, entirley confident that their powers worked,
whispering in his ears of his objectives. he would be left in control,
only his control would be different, he would want to harm and serve
the king, he would want to be the opposite of what he was before* hew
moves slow enough upon the ceiling.... a strange tingle on the back of
his neck...he knew he was spotted....crouching there on the
rafter......hsi ahdns resting on his swords..... securing a peace of
rope...... he was ready...... his eyes narrow colder then steel as he
was about to end this game.......and entere to torrents of
steel............ *a dagger wizzes up at the ceiling, bouncing off the
stone inches from Storm, and standing hard into the hard wall, the blad
whirring* Come down, you, exit the shadows, one cannot hide for
eternity, not once one has been spotted. *Stray calls out, not removing
his eyes from the shape, staring intently* standing up he was almost
like liquid shadow.... as he leans back...falling... his rope slowling
him down at the last moment....... crouching there... his claok slowly
settles around him......he watches stray...not a word being said...not
even flinching......his weapons hidding beneathe the folds of
clothe..... so.. you are the infamous shadowpanther then, i must say..
im not that amazed, honestly, the entire stealth look? its quite
oudated. *He taunts, grinning as he steps casually forth before
suddenly leaping forward, slashing down hard with his blade, grinning,
always loving the dirty fighting* Your quick though, i will give you
that. hsi sword almsot flash out of no wear... pushing strays sword
away... one blade fallowed the other as he spins into a standing
motion.... his foot lashes out......catching the floor as he prepels
himself backwords........ his.... eyes narrow dangerously..... this was
not a foe to be taking lightly...... with sudden finess... he launches
himself spinning. his blade arches left and right as he puts his back
sqaurely to stray. his blades alternating sides... left
right...slashing swirling...suddenly bringing his foot back he lashes
out in a powerful kick..hoping to hit this warrior...... *Stray smiles*
finally.. Blood. *whirling to the side to avoid the blades, hi arm
reaches out, his large powerful shoulder taking the blow of the kick,
sanding him back a bit*
Nice kick. *he grins again, crouching low before leaping up, spinnig
his hands side ways along him, the blades moving in an intricate
motion. Dropping and rolling his foot lashes out, seeking the back of
Storms knee to knock him off his feet, his body staying as held
together as possible, remaining a small target in combat. His eyes
glinting as he moves* there was almsot on way to avoid the fast moving
blades.. jumping he narrowly avoids the kicl.. frolling be barely had
time to dodge the blades..ending up on khhis back... hsi sword
ferouslky working as he lays upon the ground his claok torn more then
once from a cut......... Dark just looked, and smirked, and disappeared
out of the room, keeping silent, the evilness flowed into and throgh
his body, he reapearsthe area near the king's thrne room and begins to
walk around, getting the feel of the evil force coursing through his
veins, experiencing once again what it was like for him so long ago.
*Stray raises up again, standing tall as he breathes out once, smiling
as he steps slowly forth, grinning, his blades out along side him,
moving closer before a duck and a swish fro mthe blades, moving them
outwards from his body in a sweeping motion, the large weapons, plowing
out against his opponent, his eyes wide open, a look of glee on his
face.* not getting tired are yah? *his head turns, noticing Dark and
motioning him to come over to the battel area, making sure Storm cannot
see his gesture, Stray knew now that the shamans had been succesfull*
he dosn't bother to replie...so exorbed in his fight he dosn't even
notice dark presence in the room. catching and lcoking on of strays
blade... with supremme efoort he kicks the blade out of the
way...barely as he uses hsi blades to hold him upside down before
pulling his blade.. spinning the opposite direction...... almost in a
blender motion..... *He steps back, breathing heavier now. he looks up
at Storm, a glint in his eye. not willing to give up yet. Leaping into
the air, his blade swish withunder him, working on avoiding contact
with any of the sharp stabby things in Storms hand moving down, his
legs spring out, aiming in a well aimed kick at Storms back, before
landing again, rolling a couple of feet before rising again* *She
waited quietly in the king's chambers...watching him as he disrobes,
bathes and redies himself for bed...she confirmed that he was indeed
the king by his birthmark on his left hip...the odd clover shaped mark
that had been his since birth...then the moon shaped nail mark that
only she and he knew about...on the right shoulder...how he had gotten
it luna would never say aloud...but it was long ago and when they were
but teens....after he was fast asleep...Luna crept out and deftly
slicing his throat...a clean kill...he never even awoke....now Stray
would be in power and all the king's dark magic's had died with
him...everyone would be back to normal thank goodness...now to get out
of here and back to Shadowpanther...* *Stray stumbles, his vision blurs
for a few short second, suddenly all is seen with a different view. He
looks around, spotting Storm coming at him* wait! what are you doing?
stop! *he steps back, tossing his weapons to the side, lucky for him
the king had demanded all power over Stray, without Strays knowledge,
killing the king brought Strays original mind back to life, as if
waking from a dream, no, not a dream, more like... he couldnt explain
it, but if a mindcontrol is supposed to feeel like anything thats how
it felt*
Dark looks at Storm and Sabin takes a slight control over Dark just for
a moment and Freeze Storm in his attack, and just as he did that, he
let go of Dark's control for the moment, needing to gather enough of
his own arua to Break Dark out of it, The shamans sensed this and made
Dark cringe and kneel down in Telepathic Pain, making his arua
completely surround him, he growled in pain as he flew out through the
roof of the castle, and headed towards the middle of the Lacronica
woods, streaking across the sky, growling from the immense pain the
Shamans are giving him. *Stray stands up, looking through the hole in
the ceiling, watchign as Dark streaks away across the sky* my
ceiling... my brand new ceiling. *he mutters, looking over to
shadowpanther, hurrying over he made sure he was ok, he was, he had
only been stunend by Dark, nothing that could hurt him. But he couldnt
understand why he was free, somone must have died. He looked in the
direction of the kings sleeping chambers, hoping it was who he thought
it was. he turned to run in the direction of the kings chambers* Dark
makes it to the middle of the Lacronica woods, Sabin tries to
telepathically talk to the others. "~Stray, Storm, Luna,....I
dont....have much time..........the shamans......are changing my
.....body...........i Wont be Normal.......until i can regain my
Strength.......Resting inside Dark's........Mind.......~" Dark lands on
the ground, cringing in pain, the Shamans trying to change his physical
structure. *Luna left the dead ruler's chambers by way of the balconey
after making sure he had indeed passed away...she quickly said a prayer
for his lost soul and left.....it wouldn't do to be found here for any
reason. After a bit she re-emerged in the bathing area a few floors
away...looking every bit the regal noble woman she had pretended to
be...*
Dak falls to the ground as his body shivers from the pain, his body
becomes a bit bigger than before, his fangs become a bit longer, as
well as his claws, his fur changes from a bluish silver, to a Baclk and
Silver color. his eyes turn pure pearl white, and his entire form turns
into a true wolven form, he howls as the shamans complete their
horrible transformation on his body telepathically. though Dark is
transformed, Sabin is still active and it still gives him a chance to
return to the hirmal him, by Dark isolating Sabin at the Last
secondbefore the transformation, it saved Sabin from going through this
as well. quietly he gets up from his stunned attack.... betrayl and
anger courses through his viens.... sheathing his sword... he walks out
of the castle silently...... stepping onto the outer citie walls he
watches the sun for a moment his cloak.. dancing slightly with the
winds... paying no heed to any of the gaurds..... nothing mattered.....
nothing gained.... leaning over he jumps off the wall... dissapearing
into the forest... hidden and alone once more...... With the Shamans in
control over 90% of Dark's body the others were in danger, the only
thing that kept alittle sanity in his mind is for the fact that Sabin
was not under the spell of the Shamans, but Sabin would have to work
hard to Break this spell from the inside, since trying from the outside
would not work. Dark shot up into the sky, and started to head back
towards the others, the Shamans surrounding him with malice around his
form, Dark's mind was warped into becoming his old self, and until
Sabin freed Dark, Dark was going to be stuck like this he crouches
there...spotting dark.. taking a deep breathe it was a sucide what he
was about to do.... crouching he leaps as high as he could... sending a
hail of shurikiens at dark.... just enough to grab his attention.....
Dark sees the shurikens and stares at them, his eyes change color and
they stop before they get to him, and just fall out of the sky, he then
lands on the ground, a distance aways from Storm, staring with the look
of death. it was as clear as day to see that Dark was under the control
of the Shamans. he knew this was going to be a long fight.. .his only
hope was to where down dark long enough so sabin could break the
spell.. upon dark... he turns his back to dark as he spoke "what.... a
little magic means nothing..... it takes skill to be able to use only
steel... but it seems that you are to coward to fight me that way....."
he spits upon the ground starting to walk away "please.... don't waiste
my tiem with stupid tricks".......... Dark quickly ran towards him
slashing at him, his claws leaving large claw marks in his flesh.
"never speak too soon what you may never realize, it only hasten's
death" Dark's voice had changed, and this was going to be a long fight.
Dark raised his paw, and both of his blades appeared and he grabbed his
blades and readied his stance. he growls.. needing the pain to enter
his body.. to cloud his judgment....... turning he removes hsi
claok.... drawing his own blades....blood dripping onto his leather
sheathes..... as he draws his blade...... "judgment is only for
fool's...and death waits for all....." drawing his blades slowly.... he
holds them to hsi sides..... his eyes showing something else...what
anyoen rarely see's.... the demon that is him.... hsi blades quickly
flashes out... weaving intricately aroudn dark... left right turning...
and lowing himself in a sweeping kick...... before planting a foot onto
dark's knee kicking hard.. hoping to knock his apponwent some......
Dark counters his attacks, keeping the rush with his own attacks, not
stopping the rush, his blade barely hitting him, and Storm's blade
barely hitting Dark. for Dark, it was a fight he was forced into, for
Strom, it was a Fight to save someone, and for Survival.
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he faught with viscasity... fierce his sword biting deep into darks...
as sparks flew.....hsi blade continues to weave around his body as he
draws closer. to dark,.... not giving him enough room to do any
powerful moves..... keepign the blades tight around hsi body using his
entire body as a weapon .. as he spins close to dark parrying his sword
up high and rotatign the oposite way.... bringing in the gflat of his
sword.....towards darks ribs..... both beings, delivering Blow after
dangerous blow from their blades, the fight seemed endless, time went
on, and both started to feel the after effects of fatigue. still, the
burning rage of the fight burned within them, the attacks kept coming,
and both forms were weakening from this loss of blood, and energy. *She
could feel them! They were fighting for dark's very survival...but what
shadowpanther didn't know is that Dark would force him to kill
him....she ran from the town under the cover of magic...she had to stop
them!* it was down to the last move as he moves away from dark....
hoping it was enough.........his entire back muscles go tense..... huge
amounts of energy comes from a certian personal reserve.. tapping into
his other half..... slowly he looks up at dark... standing strait he
crossess his blades against on another...... his entire eye's glowing
blue..... it was his last and finall move....and most likey would cost
his life..... crouching there.... and suddenly springing rolling in mid
air his blades quickly picking up speed..... but at the last moment his
left blade struck out.. only to distract dark... it would take both his
blades....to hold his at bay... while his other one.. just the pummel
fucused on darks skull smashing hard and heavy into darks skull....
hoping he prayed it would be enough....
Dark fell to the ground, his head bleeding heavily, his arua
surrounding him to ease the pain, his body started to return to it's
normal size, and the luminous red Glow that encircled him at the time
of the transformation disappeared, and Dark's claws and fangs returned
to normal, his fur returned to the Bluish Silver color it once was, and
his eyes returned to the lunar yellow in color it was before, now it
was up to Sabin to break Dark free of this hold that still warped his
mind. now he did all he could... it was time for dark to fight his own
battle... warriness and fatigue.... floating hazilya round him as he
stumbles deeper in to forest.. blodd trailing behind as it oozed down
his furr.......... *Luna ran through the forest until she could sense
them not far ahead...her mind picking up every thought. Dark was
struggling for freedom...she ran and lunged at the two...landing
between them...* "stop!"
Dark layed there, motionless, and nearly lifeless as Sabin went to work
to try and break Dark free of the shamans hold, the same hold the
entraped Stray. Dark's body convulsed as he grip that was on his body
was slowly weakening. once again he dissapears into the murky forest...
alone.... his breathing ragid......not wanting her or anyone else to
see him this way...... he almsot killed dark.....and that what was he
wanted.... but why did his hand shake so? he had every
opertunitie....yet he didn't take it....... god hsi bodie shook... for
what he didn't know.... but quietly he limped on......... Sabin finally
broke the barrier that the shamans held on him, and Dark started to
gain control once again, though his loss of energy and blood made it
hard for him to really move, he had only enough energy to seal his
wounds, and then pass out. *Unaware of all the stuff happening outside
the city borders he hurries to the kings chambers stopping as he sees
the lifeless form, it had clearly bled for some time and was past any
help. A muscle on Strays face twitched, despite not having any true
relations with the king a small smile formed as he turned and went to
the throne room, sitting down and relaxing in the large throne, lifting
the kings scpeter and slapping it in his paw, smiling as he pertends to
be directing his helpers around. His kind and humorous view and
gestures returning, after a short time, he stops and leans back, he
looked in the direction of where Storm had been, he was gone, so was
Dark, he didnt even know where Luna was. He felt very alone, terribly
alone. Every little sound echoed off the large walls, and an eerie
silence is all thats heard, he sighs, almost a bit nervous. Wondering
where everyone had gone, wondering most of all where his friends had
left. He tried to put his mind at ease, he began singing a simple
soothing song, the song he used to sing to Luna when she was a young
pup. it always made him feel better* Dark's body disappeared, and
reappeared inside the throne room, his body breathing hard, still
trying to rest after the fight he had *closing his eyes he sings
silently before suddenly the sound of movement makes him silent and his
eyes open, noticing Sabin hi rushes over to his figure. Crouching down,
and lifting his head, checking for pulse and any other vital signs,
leaning close he lifts Sabin up, clenching his teeth as he lifts the
massive form, carrying him to one of the sleeping chamber,s laying him
there as he tends to his wounds, knowing a little form talking to Luna
in the past, she always had an insight for these things, Stray knew
only enough to survive, he only hoped that was enough* Dark reverted
back into Sabin, but he was in bad shape, stray brought him to one of
the sleeping chambers, and laid him down on the bed to rest, his
clothes were torn to shredds, and his blades were on the side of his
bed. his arua softly sorrounded him, trying to help sooth his soul and
comfort him *Stray gently, removes the torn shred of clothing, tending
Sabins wounds as well as possible, using expensive ointments and
bandages form the kings chambers, handling the situation with skill and
speed. Having dressed the wounds, Stray sat down, next ot the bed,
restin his head, nothing Stray could do but wait, if Luna had been
there she would know what to do, but Stray had never been a healer, he
had no idea of any possibilites but waiting* as time went on, Sabin
slowly gained strength, then he rose up quickly, letting out a loud
gasp as he tries to get some air, breathing hard as his senses start to
come back into focus. *Rising instantly to his feet, Stray stands by
him, reaching out, and settling him, hodling him steady as he looks
into his eyes* Dark? Sabin? are you allright? *Stray was cautious, he
knew that he had gone through some of the shamans works, he only hoped
this was different*Sabin gathers his bearings and starts to look at
Stray, not knowing that the effects of the shamans work would be that
damaging."yeah, im feeling fine" he growls as his body still hurts from
the damage that was given to him from Storm, and the result of the
Shamans changing his physical structure. you should rest, im not sure
what happened to you, but i would advice sleeping. I dont know where
anyone eles is though, looks like jsut you and me buddy *Stray smiles
and carefulyl pushes Sabin down so that he is laying, he sits down and
looks at Sabin, eyes open for any irregularities* "yeah" growls" i
better rest, looks like that's all i can do" Lays back, and takes
Stray's advice *making sure Sabin is fast asleep, Stray stands up,
moving along the floor out the door, he leans back and closes it behind
him, locking it securely and istting down outside, he couldnt be to
careful* Sabin slept like a newborn cub the entire night, gaining his
stength back, hoping to return to normal soon, he had dreams of what it
was like for him before, and now when he was back to his former self,
he woke up in a cold sweat, breathing hard, looking round the room, and
grabs the glass of water on the contertop near his bed and drinks it.
calming his nerves. mean while... far of in the caslt of bones... dead
creatures room the halls.... withing the mighty dark throne
room....Corruption sat withing his throne... his eyes closed.... but
suddenly open...examining his hands.... a small insiginificant thread
had snapped... it was the one that kept the king as a
puppet...Corruption then exames the other in silence the other 8 where
still intact....his hotty juanting face castes about before he raors
hsi voice echoeing in the halls. "SEDGE.....NAGOTA COME TO ME" without
hesitating they apear like silent shadows of what they once
where....claoked much like storm... there weapons died a deep bloody
red... as the stand there... there claoks torn and cut.... seeming like
tendrils reaching out as the bowed to there master......it was a moment
before Corruption spoke once again... leaning back into his throne of
many races... weaved and tied naturally into one..... "you where once
three...and so shall you be again.... you will bring me the
traitor.....and once again... you will deal with the one that has
severed my tie to the east..... you will bring me a new puppet.... but
first.... you will deal with the traitor...do what ever is needed to
convert him....you will not fail me once again...because if you do...
there are fates far worse then death......" they bow to there master
not a word said.... leaving amidst storm and lighting... traveling
without fatigue.... they come......
