Re: Grey.

by **Shadow** on Wed Feb 03, 2010 11:07 am

All Shadow could do was think. During the many days he was under the control of Grey's Anima spell, he had nearly thought himself to the brink of insanity. But the thing the pondered most was why he was 'frozen' in the first place. I'm hardly powerful at all, why does he want me?

After what he assumed to be a few days later, Shadow felt his entire body loosen. He was free of Grey's spell, at last. He got up and turned around, only to see Charon still frozen. Then with a shimmer, Grey appeared in front of him.

"Why am I here? Why do you want us?!" Shadow yelled.
"You are in a somewhat high position in TR, right?" Grey asked calmly.
"Yes, but why does that even matter?"
"I have been watching your pitiful clan, and I believe they are plotting against me. I am sending you to infiltrate their fortress and stop their plans, then they will have no chance against my approaching army!"

Shadow was horrified. I need to warn them! Then he shot at Grey with a blast of dark magic, only to have him swat it away like it was a fly. Shadow knew defeating him would be impossible, so he ran. He ran as fast as he could go. Suddenly he was stopped, and he found himself in a familiar state - under an Anima spell. He then felt an odd sensation in his head. Shadow began to lose consciousness, and his sense of reality started to fade. Eventually, all signs of life had been drained from him. With an evil laugh, Grey sent his new zombified minion to wreck havoc on TR.

by Gurpus on Wed Feb 03, 2010 6:58 pm

This town is pathetic. If I had my powers still, I could crash it with a flick of my wrist. But sadly, thanks to being frozen for 5 months, I cant. I heard while I was having a drink in the Inn, that there is a stronghold belonging to a large clan. I this is the so called “TR clan” that my master was talking about then I need to find it right away. To make sure it is I’ll ask the lady to the table on my left.
“Excuse me miss.”
“Yes?”
“Is it true that there is a stronghold belonging to a large clan call “TR clan”?”
“Yes there is. Why did you want to know?”
“Oh, just looking for someone.”
“Well good look finding that person.”
“Thank you miss.”

Hehehe. If I can return to Grey with TR clan leaders head, he will just have to make me a commander of his army once again.
As I stood up and walked towards the Inn door, the inn keeper yelled out:
“OI, ARE YOU GOING TO PAY FOR THAT DRINK?!”
“Hahahaha.”
“What’s so funny?”
“Oh I’ll pay for that drink all right but it may be the last time you see the inside of your inn.” And with that last word, I drew up my Blunderbuss and shot the inn keeper between the eyes. Women screamed in horror, and some men stood up a drew there blades and began to charge at me. I simple laughed and teleported behind them. Before they could turn around, I shot them all in the back and stepped outside the inn silently.
“My work here is done.” And so, I teleported myself towards TR stronghold leaving behind in the town a blood filled inn.

*ZAP* *SLAM* “Sometimes I really hate teleporting.” I looked around and there was no stronghold in sight, so I started to walk north. After about 30 minutes I thought that I was in the middle of no where when suddenly, just as I reached the top of a hill I saw lights coming from a stronghold and people yelling out “FOR TR!!”
It looks like I came at a bad time.

by Weena on Fri Feb 05, 2010 2:02 pm

As the cheer for TR rose from the crowd, Weena picked his opportunity to slowly walk away. His day had been rough, and he needed some sleep. Trotting down the marble stairs, his senses suddenly went off. It was a strange undescribable sensation. His head seemed to give him coordinates to a place where the danger was in relation to the area around him, to only vaguely start trying to give a description. Knowing he had to take action, Weena shifted into the Manaverse. For the fun of it, he created mana flames fly from his feet, giving one the impression that he had rocket boots. And without further ado, he flew straight towards the threat.

Shifting back to the Universe, Weena found himself right in front of the TR stronghold, near the edge of the forest on the west side of the moat. A dark figure stood in front of him, hungrily staring up at the stronghold. Immediately knowing that this was the threat, he leaped to him, his arms around the figure's neck. The moment Weena touched him, he felt the dormant power within him, and knew he had to quell this as soon as he could. The man gasped in surprise, but quickly recovered and threw Weena off him. Whoa, he's strong, thought the only part of Weena that wasn't in battle mode. Rolling backwards, Weena saw him draw his blunderbuss only just in time to bring up a mana shield. Feeling the bullets reflect off the shield, Weena fired a mana blast right at him. The darkly clad man dived to the side, rolling over and ending in a natural stance.

"I didn't expect you to find me that early!" he said, almost laughing, his voice sounding like nails on a chalkboard.
"Who are you and what is your business with our clan?" Weena asked, his breath slowly returning to normal.
"No surprises there, I wouldn't expect anyone to recognise me after being frozen in a block of ice for 5 months!" the man laughed.
"Just give me a straight answer," Weena sighed. This was probably just a wannabe death knight, no problem. Wrong.
"I'm known as Gurpus," the man replied. Weena shuddered, even the name seemed to be a bad omen.
"Well... Gurpus, would you mind if you could refrain from presenting a threat to our clan?" he asked nicely.
"If you give me your leader's head on a platter I might," Gurpus replied almost casually, though Weena could see him shifting ever so slightly into battle stance.
"Over my dead body," Weena replied, lunging at him.

In a whisp of dark smoke, a blade appeared in Gurpus' hand, only to swiftly parry Weena's blow. The next few minutes was filled with a whirring of blades, slicing, dicing, slashing and parrying each other. Having just parried a slice at his throat, Weena jumped and kicked with both feet at Gurpus' chest. Gurpus was sent tumbling to the ground. Not just for effect this time, Weena blasted mana from his feet*, slowly hovering himself to the ground. Gurpus was at his feet, charging towards him. Weena sighed, deciding that he'd had enough fun. He leapt up, did a spin for effect, and coming down, sent a blast of mana hurling at Gurpus. It smacked into him, sending him flying a good few metres, where he lay still.

Sheathing his blade, Weena slowly walked up to Gurpus. He leant over to study his handiwork, only to notice Gurpus' eyelids fluttering. Immediately sensing danger, Weena tried to leap back, only to be rudely halted thanks to the hand grabbing on to his shirt. Staring down in surprise, Weena was blasted back, remanants of dark magic still fluttering around his chest. Flipping around in the air, Weena landed on his feet, only to see Gurpus walking slowly towards him, dark mist surrounding him, and an look of delighted evil on his face.

"Haha, you've returned my powers, fool! I'll now return to Grey, as powerful as ever, ready to serve him to the death. And my first gift to him shall be your demise!" he laughed evilly.
"Oh really now?" Weena asked, trying to stay calm. "For your information, Grey believes me to be dead."
"You'll soon be," Gurpus snarled, and spread his arms wide. Black mist engulfed the whole area of the forest. Trees and plants alike withered, and the butterflies flying nearby dropped to the ground. Quickly sapping energy form the Manaverse, Weena released the mana through his body in the form of a blinding light**, restoring life in his closest surroundings and pushing back as much of Gurpus' mist as possible.

Gurpus scowled and was about to lunge at Weena when the ground started shaking. Trying to keep their balance, both Weena and Gurpus stared as a deformed figure leapt from the ground, sending a rippling dark blast at Weena. Only just managing to absorb the attack, Weena leapt back. The figure cracked its head up and spread its wings, and only then did Weena realise who it was. Shadow. Gurpus had only realised that the odds were now in his favour and started pacing towards Weena. Weena edged back, his aura slowly fading, his hopes dashed. Well, he absently thought, I'm boned.

Then suddenly Risa appeared from nowhere, both her feet smacking in to Shadow's chest with a great whoof, winding him and temporarily knocking him to the ground. Looking to his left, he realised that Juli was standing next to him (cue this music), Atonement in her hands, and a determined look on her face. Risa leapt back, knives in her hands, ready for battle. Shadow lumbered up, and for a moment both sides stared at each other. Then they all ran in to battle.

* A really good advantage with mana in forest areas is that it isn't like fire, so it doesn't burn anything.
** http://twitpic.com/tyxf8

by **Juliana** on Sat Feb 06, 2010 2:34 pm

What on Lore is Shadow DOING?! thought Juli as she parried a would-be deadly strike with his cane. He's supposed to be one of us--isn't he?

She was aware of every detail of her surroundings as she fought in a fluid state of color and whisper and scent and instinct. Every tiny tensing of someone's muscle, every breath that came in flavored slightly with the tang of iron, every whisper of cloth on skin and every whistle of weapon cutting air: she was aware of it, processing it, using it, almost subconsciously. She danced, employing swordplay and spellcraft to try and fend off Shadow and Gurpus at the same time; beside her, Weena fought in much the same way.

Neither of Grey's arguably brainwashed servants knew that Risa had slipped up behind them until she attacked. The girl leaped at Shadow, so silently he clearly was unaware of her until she knocked him flat on his face and pressed a knife to his neck. "You move, you die," she hissed. "See if you can betray us then." Shadow didn't move, so Risa traced patterns over his body with her left hand, laying down glimmering lines of blue magic as she did so. The magic held him fast, so she stood and joined Juli and Weena in trying to subdue or at least repulse Gurpus.

by Weena on Sat Feb 06, 2010 3:38 pm

Deflecting a black strike from Gurpus, Weena silently applauded Risa for taking down Shadow without any injuries afflicted to either of them in the process. Gurpus snarled as all three of the TR members turned to face him.

"Aww, come on!" he mocked innocently. "I just came here for your leader!"
"Go back to Grey," Risa hissed, "Tell him Vamp isn't available at the moment."
"In that case," Gurpus' face turned to an evil sneer. "I'll have to settle with you three!"

He flicked his wrist, and six black tunnels of seemingly solid mist hurled themselves at Weena, Juli, and Risa, two for each. Weena threw his fists out in front of him, absorbing both attacks. He stepped back, pivoted anti-clockwise on his left foot quickly, and redirected the combined blows out of his left arm in a quick strike. Juli slashed at the air in front of her with Atonement just as the mist tunnels struck, disintegrating them. Risa, a natural showoff, leapt over hers, grabbed on to a tree branch, and spun on to an upright position, crouching on it. The mist tunnels turned around and went flying back at her, though she just dropped off the tree, leaving the tunnels flying at Gurpus. In a swift slash, he dissipated both Weena's attacks and Risa's redirection. All of this happened in a mere five seconds.

However, Gurpus wasn't out of the woods yet. Leaping through the dissipated black clouds of what were once his attacks, Risa came down on Gurpus like a cat on a mouse, catching him unawares. Only just managing to deflect Risa's strike with his sword, he quickly sent her tumbling with a wave of dark mist. "Boo!" Gurpus twisted around, only to see thin air. Behind him, Weena materialised again, and tapped him on the shoulder, before quickly shifting to the Manaverse. Gurpus turned around, slashing with his sword, only to meet thin air. Quickly materialising behind Gurpus, Weena shouted, "Yoohoo!" before shifting to the Manaverse again. This time Gurpus tripped over his own feet, tumbling to the ground. By then, Juli had helped up Risa and they both rushed over to him, binding him with their powers.

Weena rematerialised, quickly rushing up to Gurpus' figure. Risa and Juli were standing triumphantly over him, though they both still had their weapons unsheathed. Weena leant over Gurpus, staring down in to those cold, ruthless, black eyes.

"That's what happens when you get us to ask the hard way," he huffed.
"Fool!" Gurpus suddenly laughed. "You think you've defeated me? Hahaha, this is merely the beginning. I'll be back..." There was a flash, and Gurpus had disappeared. Juli stood up, sheathed Atonement, and walked over to where Shadow was. Risa sheathed her knives in a swift motion and followed her, with Weena trailing behind.

Looking back at where Gurpus had disappeared from, Weena ran in to Juli. They exchanged an awkward glance, before Weena realised why she'd stopped. Shadow wasn't there.

by KageArashi on Sat Feb 06, 2010 4:16 pm

Deep in the forest, hidden away from the prying eyes of the world, lay a simple shrine. A simple wooden shack with a string of talismans running from corner to corner. Inside this shack was a very unique statue, this rock statue was in the same of a humanoid figure meditating. The only differential features that make this statue unique were the cat-like facial features. With the sounds of nature as its only company this statue sat motionless. That was until the torso region of the statute started to crack. Then expand and the compress, almost as if the statue was breathing.

Then with a sharp crack, two yellow eyes glowed ominously over the face of this rock idol. Then with a deafening roar, the statue shattered apart, leaving behind only pieces of rubble and an obscuring grey cloud. Until finally a hand reached from the recesses of the shack and grabbed a hold the door frame. Next it was followed by another hand, then a head and finally a body. With a strong gait, he strode out of into open.

There this figure stood, short black furred skin, a red ninja suit, with a furred red cape, and a panther-like face. With two sharp turns of his neck, he cracked the kinks that built up. Taking a deep breathe, his chest expanding, as a low rumbling was heard. Then followed by a small "mew" sound and a loud yawn.

"Argh, this is the last time I take a nap during a stroll through the forest..." the figure muttered as he places both hands on his back.

"I wonder how long I was asleep this time?" he mused to himself, as he arched his back, pushing with his hands. "Ahhh! That felt good!" he sighed as a series of cracks followed. Until one particular wet popping crack was heard, "AH! ouch! ouch! ouch!" then the sound of a body hitting the ground followed.

"I'm ok." The cat-ninja said hopping to his feet. Taking a look around, he mused "Hmm, this place is pretty peaceful. It's kind of lulling me back to sleep. Yawn."

Then suddenly, this figures ears perked up. The noise of the forest quieted down, as it sensed the disturbance as well.

:crrrrackle-BOOOM:

"What the heck was that!?!" this figure exclaimed as a stray magic spell hit a nearby tree.

:Whoosh:

"Oh hell," he exclaimed as the said tree started to fall in his direction. Diving to the left into a roll, followed by a hand spring, he launched himself at another tree. With the grace and skill blessed upon him, given his feline characteristics. Finding himself upon the highest point, he saw a battle taking place in the distance.

The small shapes whirled in a dance of death, steel, and magic. "They aren't half bad," he commented as he watched from his vintage point, wishing he had a snack to accompany this free entertainment. "Woah, that was close." He stated as the two opposing sides started to get exceedingly close.

'They seem like quite the lively bunch,' he thought as show carried on with explosive displays of magic, then added 'Maybe after their done fighting, I might drop by to play a bit myself.'

A wicked grin crossed his face, exposing his maw full of razor share teeth. With a couple whispered mutterings, a glint appeared in his yellow eyes. Followed by the low rumblings of a raspy chuckle. Crouching down in the tree branch he was standing on, he tensed up. His muscles, like coiled steel, moved under the thin layer of skin, bulging in a display of strength. Then with a leap, he was airborne. Like a black streak, he flashed from tree to tree, twisting and turning around branches as well has through them.

In an amazing display of dexterity, he used the tree branches as poles and slings. Which he literally used to launch himself faster and to turn in an instant. Finally reaching the clearing, still high above the heads of the group below him.

"Awww, they finished up already?" he whined quietly to himself, as he observed the group. Only three remained, looking downtrodden despite their recent victory. "Oh well, they can still provide some sort of entertainment." He stated as he made his choice to play.

Hopping down, he landed on all fours with a light thud, while the trio looking in shocked at their newest attacker. They almost seemed stunned to see this yokai-like being in front of them. With a smirk and a loud roar, the ninja-cat launched himself at the group. Reaching the male first, he left loose with a devastating knee to the chest. Following up with a spinning kick, that launched his two female companions in two different directions.

"Come, entertain me." he muttered under his breathe as he landed back on the ground. As the other three went skidding to a halt.

"You've GOT to be kidding me!" the male snarled angrily as he rose from the ground grabbing his chest. "I AM NOT IN THE MOOD FOR THIS!" he yelled as he started to glow with mana.

"Weena! Calm Down!" one of his companions cried as she rose to her own feet, simultaneously drawing her own weapons out. "He's got us at the disadvantage." she continued

"Risa, Weena, are you both okay?" their third companion called rising slowly, watching the crouched figure that attacked them.

The figure on the other hand smirked, then vanished from sight leaving behind a small whirl of dust.

"Oh crap," Risa said in awe, as her eyes widen, "This is not good!" she exclaimed.

"Regroup! Juli! Weena!" she cried.

"What the heck was that!" Weena exclaimed furiously the got into a group formation.

"He...he looked familiar." Juliana stated as they stood back to back, their eyes peeled for their mysterious attacker.

The Ninja on the other hand looked vaguely amused from his hiding spot, with a smile he launched himself on the offensive once again. This was his territory, they're his prey. Landing front of them, he took up a stance this time. Empty handed, with his hands up in reminiscent of a boxer. He charged forward, not giving the group adequate time to react. The previous fight had really worn them down, their strength, stamina, and reaction time was down.

This time he attacked the one known as Risa first, parrying her initial lunge-thrust, he grabbed her hand and yanked her forward. Then with a spin of his body and quick twist of his wrist, he sent her flying with her own momentum. With that same motion he lashed out with a back spinning kick, that knocked the air out of Weena as well as the spell he had on his lips. Then a quick shuffle of his feet, Juliana found a clawed hand inches from her face.

"Che, this is rather pathetic." He said as he eyed the trio with a bit of disappointment.

Juliana on the other hand was froze, it all happened too fast for her to really catch in her tired state. This person took them down such and easy and fast manner, it was near mind-boggling. She just couldn't react in time, neither could the others, judging from their fallen figures.

"No fun at all." The Yokai ninja said, has he leapt back watching her frozen form.

"Kage? KageArashi?" she whispered as the unbidden image zoomed to the forefront of her mind. She finally remembered where she'd seen this person before. The Master Ninjat, KageArashi. This person was a documented member of the TR Clan, but he disappeared awhile ago.

"Eh? How'd you know my name?" KageArashi stated curiously, as he scratched his head.

"You! You're in the TR Archives! Where did you disappear to?" Juliana stated, in somewhat relief.

"You mean this guys in our clan?" Weena asked in shock, which completely over shadowed his anger.

"Eh? TR, yeah I'm with them. As for disappearing, did the others for get to mention my habit of napping?" Kage said.

"Napping?" Risa deadpanned as she sat up.

"A-yup! It was such a wonderful nap too!" Kage cheerfully exuberated.

"If you're in our clan, WHY'D YOU ATTACK US!" Weena yelled, hopping to his feet

"Hmm, I supposed I was bored and fighting is always fun!" Kage stated happily again.

"But lets save that for later, give me a run down on what's happened far?" Kage asked seriously.

by Guest on Sun Feb 07, 2010 11:29 am

The crackle of the leaves beneath his feet, Sticky kept a fast tread through the forest, running towards the voices he heard. Even with an enormous burden of doubt, he still believed he could find his lost clan. Dead memories of past Cons and good times replayed constantly with each step Sticky made toward the voices.

"I'll run for years if I have to!" he declared proudly in the empty forest.

"No you won't... You're my slave now,"

"Damn it, get out of my head!" Sticky cried in a flustered manner.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... You know I can't do that," the demon said. "You're my host body. I'll be tormenting you until you die, then I'll move on to the next host. Simple enough."

A burst of light ignited, and Sticky lost complete control over his body and mind.

"Yes master," Sticky said with no soul, emotion, or trace of human quality.

"Mehehe... Perfect," the demon murmered in Sticky's mind.

Sticky still existed, lost in the deep dark depths of his very own mind. In complete darkness, he slowly walked through his very own thoughts, glaring at past events that were burried beneath happiness and deep affection. A large image faintly appeared infront of him.

"M-Mother...?" Sticky whispered.

"Mm... I think some coffee would benefit this evening," his mother proclaimed with a hidden sense of dissapointment in her voice.

The young Edward Roberts woke at the sound in the floor, finding any excuse to bother his mother with pointless questions. He made large steps up the steep, cheaply installed staircase to the entrance of the kitchen. Edward peered from behind the wooden ledge of the staircase, the dark brown liquid pouring into the thick, glass cup.

"Mommy, can I have some coffee?" he questioned with a nervous, yet curious tone.

"No, coffee is for big grown-ups," the mother replied.

The glass windows burst with force, and following the sudden interuption, two bullet shots pierced directly through Edward's mother's heart and shoulder.

The memory began to blurr, and Sticky burned with anger.

"I'll get you... I'll get you...," he declared.

by **Icey** on Mon Feb 08, 2010 7:31 am

Icey breath could feel his ice upon his face as he walked down the ranks of Grey's legions.

"General Ice, I hope you are making the necessary preparations for the war with the cursed TR," snapped Manius, one of the other generals in Grey's army set to conquer.

"Aye, I am," replied Ice in his usual, cold, emotionless manner. And will a jerk of his shoulder he walked off.
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Later that night in his chamber, his mind raced rapidly, trying to contact TR. Even though he was a respected general in Grey's army, he had a very different agenda, one not to Grey's liking. His real mission, be a spy to gain information on Grey and his scheme. Just barely he managed to send a hawk with information on Grey's Battle formations when....it happened...again.

A dark pulse raged through him, and a vine of dark energy crept up his face controlling him, turning what wanted victory for TR, into only a obsession for destruction, this was the curse that Grey had put on him.

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It was a cold souless night, Ice was moving to meet with Shadow and Vamp to report some strange occurences with Grey, on his way out of Grey's stronghold, Ice was stopped by none other than Grey himself.
"What is your business so late at night General Ice?"

"I am merely here to do a check to see if all guards are doing their duty sir"

"Oh really now...hehe...well let's see what your mind has to say," laughed Grey in a laugh that could send even Ice's body shivering.

With one finger placed upon his forehead, a sharp pain surged through Ice, like an earthquake.

"Hehe I see how it is Ice, normally I would destroy one such as you, but you're too valuable...I know exactly how to deal with you. Hahahahaha."

Grey incited some ancient words and Ice's mind went into the abyss and came out with a curse, a demon curse like no other. Everytime he thinks of helping TR, his the demon part of him takes over.

This curse that binds him to Grey, can it be undone? It is Ice's only hope of helping the Clan he loves.

by **Hunter Reckoning** on Thu Feb 11, 2010 4:22 am

Hunter was on the roof, getting the birds ready for war. All of the birds had saddles now, and automatic crossbows on the back so 2 people could ride. He fed all of them then went back to his closet. He looked through his chest for a moment before finding what he needed. An outfit much like his own, only red with gold trim. and then he found a crimson hood to go with his outfit. After putting it on, he picked up Yolky, and dropped an egg on his head. As the egg poured down, it quickly dried a shiny before releasing another layer of fluid. Yolky was not covered in armor. Hunter went to the group of people that had no armor, and dropped an egg on each of their head. They became covered in armor too. When Hunter went back to the roof he dropped an armor egg on each bird except for Tritocry, whos feathers were already indestructible. Hunter dug around in his pocket for a while until he found couple of ballista* eggs. He dropped them around the top of the castle, from which they grew huge crossbows. They were ready for an invasion.

*Ballistas are of course huge crossbows

by Weena on Thu Feb 11, 2010 11:42 am

Walking back to the TR Stronghold, Weena could hear the clap of thunder in the distance. Birds squawked loudly, and Weena knew that they'd fly off in the opposite direction if it wasn't for Hunter's degree of control over them. To his right, Juli and Kage were catching up on lost days, chatting happily. Risa gracefully walked alongside, still wary of Kage. Weena looked upwards to see all the TR members rushing to set up the stronghold defences. I wish I could help, but I have a feeling I'm needed elsewhere, he thought to himself. Giving a quick two fingered salute to the kitty ninja and the two Called Warriors, Weena shifted to the manaverse, appearing in his room a few seconds later.

He sighed and unsheathed his blade, carefully propping it up against the wall. Already half asleep, he pulled down his hood* before heavily falling on to his bed with a whoof. In a second, he was fast asleep.

***

An extremely loud clap of thunder brought Weena to his senses. He jerked suddenly, rolling off his bed, ending face first on the floor. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes and bringing his hood back over his face, Weena stood up, just as a bolt of lightning struck somewhere nearby, the thunder even more frightening. As his ears adjusted, he realised it was pouring rain outside. Rushing towards his window, he saw the severity of the storm. Winds seemed to be blowing at a hundred miles an hour, lightning was crackling everywhere, and the rain was so thick that Weena couldn't see any further than five metres ahead of him. This is bad, he thought to himself. Unless Hunter's phoenixes have some weather control power, which I seriously doubt. The whole storm just lost almost every single advantage they brought us. In fact, how long have I been asleep? Grabbing his blade, Weena rushed to the roof of the stronghold as fast as he could, only just to realise why his skull had been itching. Only now did he realise how much trouble they were in. Gasping in terror, he realised that the stronghold was surrounded by hundreds of thousands of Grey's emotionless servants.

"Well," he announced ot no one in particular, even though he couldn't be heard over the storm and teh TR members bustling around him, "We're boned."

* No pic for you! D:< *Cough*Atriaxhair*Cough* Actually there's an interesting/boring story behind that. But I'm too lazy to tell. e.e

by Gurpus on Thu Feb 11, 2010 5:51 pm

The rain was hitting hard now. Gurpus stood on a hill, over looking where the war between Grey and TR was going to take place. Weena will die in this war. No one will be able to survive my dark mana super blast. Not even Weena and his mana powers will be able to stop it. Gurpus began to wonder if he should confront Grey before the battle begins and convince him to allow Gurpus to join his army once again, even after what Gurpus had done to get himself frozen. I know I have a small chance to join Grey’s army again, but still, it would be great to have the feeling of killing those under the command of a great leader. If he doesn’t allow me to join his army, well then, I guess Grey and I will be having a little fight. Hahahaha.

The rain was really starting to come down now. Gurpus was drenched it water from head to toe. He began to wonder if this war was going to ever start, when suddenly out of no where a group of birds looking ready for battle flew past with TR members on their backs.

Gurpus laughed to himself and began to charge a dark mana blast towards the direction the birds had come from. Hehehe, you die today TR!

by Weena on Fri Feb 12, 2010 4:42 am

After Weena had alerted Hunter about the emotionless servants, many of the braver TR members had hopped on to their allocated Doused Phoenix and somehow flew out against the wind, disappearing from his limited sight. He was about to leap down and help them when suddenly the air around him began heating up rapidly. Oh no, he thought to himself in the split second he had left, I guess I might as well test a theory to save everyone. Attempting to calm himself, he leapt up, just as the lightning struck.

The whole stronghold was lit up for a second as the lightning struck, engulfing Weena. He felt the electricity pass through his body, carefully directing it around and making sure it avoided all of his vital organs. The power still surging through his body, Weena dropped back to the roof. Just before the power overwhelmed him, Weena directed the lightning back in to the sky.

Hitting the clouds, it expanded in a spectacular wep of light, jumping between clouds and illuminating the sky for a few seconds. Most of the TR members used this to truly see Grey's army for the first time, whereas others just gasped at it. As one of the many who used to to get a quick check on the battlefield, Weena truly saw how much trouble they were in. The emotionless servants were coming endlessly from all directions, lumbering out of the lake one by one, weaving in and out of the forest trees, without end. Just as the lightning web dissappeared, Weena noticed a familiar face out of the corner of his eye. It was Gurpus, with an all-too-familiar evil snicker on his face.

Weena spun round to face in Gurpus' direction as vision range returned to five metres. Crouching, me reched in to the manavers and felt Gurpus' power, only to realise that he had to act quickly. He stood up and begain running, just as Gurpus launched his dark blast. Life seemed to run in slow motion as Weena jumped up to meet the beam, while drawing his hand back to quickly charge his own attack. He then pushed his arm forward and did something he never knew he could even do.

A beam of intense blue and white light blasted form his hand, as though he'd opened a portal from the manaverse straight to the universe, and directed the pure power of it right out at Gurpus. Time shifted back to normal, and in a split second his attack had both engulfed Gurpus' and blasted him back, not to mention temporily illuminating the battlefield. Weena hit the ground and leapt off the stronghold roof towards where Gurpus was. This time, he thought, You're going down, for good.*

* Epic battle is epic.

by Malkoir on Fri Feb 12, 2010 10:09 am

Malk was sitting on his ship, the Harmonia, on his way back from Skullpunch Island. He had gone out in search of treasures and a cursed blade (Isn't everything there cursed?) and had come back successfull, and hadn't lost any of his men. He was approacing SwordCove, when he looked upon the TR fortress. Black clouds swirled around it. He made out the images of birds flying and a man in a white suit. Weena. Definently. Then he saw Weena jump as a large bolt of lightning appeared to strike the fortress. In that brief moment he saw an advancing army and numerous TR members fightining on birds.

"Vaar. Get me a carrier pidgeon. ASAP."
Vaar was Malk's first mate and blood brother. Vaar had necrotic powers, but he had an untapped potential. He could only do minor spells except when he got.. angry.

Malk wrote a note to Shadow to attatch to his pidgeon.

Dear Shadow and TR members,
I am nearing SwordCove with 30 men, armed and ready to fight. Please let me know if you are in need of assistance, please write back and send me an attack strategy.
Keep in touch,
Malkoir.

"Okay Vaar, send it off."
Vaar attached the letter, and tossed the bird in the air.

"Allright men, as you see, the TR fortress is under seige. Many of us have friends in there. We will flank the enemy and attack. Sharpen your blades and load your pistols, because when we land, we begin our march. Jeff, Al, stay with the ship. The rest of you, be ready. Vaar, its time to warm of you necrotic powers."

"But bro I..I.."

Forget about that incident on Skullpunch Vaar, you did the best you could. Now prepare yourself."

As Malk stared down the fortress, he saw blast of light and shadow back and forth. He hoped he'd make it in time.

by **Hunter Reckoning** on Fri Feb 12, 2010 11:30 am

Hunter was having a sensory overload. With the lightning, and the rain, and the screeching, and the marching, he just couldn't take it. He picked up a knapsack of different eggs, then ran straight through the rain and jumped on Tritocry's back. "BIRDS!" Hunter yelled above the lightning. He was yelling to the smaller birds that people couldn't ride. "CHARGE!" At that moment, the hundreds of thousands of birds flew into the air, all following Hunter on his golden doused phoenix. He directed all of the birds with simple hand movements. He pointed his egg beater straight down, meaning he wanted all of them to claw the minions. They all flew down at once and took out a huge wave of them. Hunter tapped Tritocry, who flew straight down, then quickly came back up, his sharp metal feathers cutting off the heads of countless soldiers. Hunter quickly remembered the bag of eggs. He reached in and took out a few of the more powerful eggs. He first took out a handful of HenGrenEggs* and dropped them on the soldiers, causing a massive fireball. He then grabbed a hand full of Atlantic Eggs**, and Freeze eggs. He dropped the Atlantic eggs first, causing huge slashes of water, then he dropped the Freeze eggs, causing them to freeze. He pointed to the huge ice block with his eggbeater, and the huge flock of birds hit it with such strength that it shattered into larger ice spikes, which impaled a few more soldiers. When Hunter flew up, thinking they were actually winning, he looked, and saw yet even more soldiers coming. It almost seemed as though there were endless soldiers. Hunter took out another egg. This one a Swarm egg***. Before he dropped one of his rarest eggs he whispered a few words into it. "Kill the emotionless soldiers...." When the egg shook in reply, Hunter dropped the egg, which released a huge swarm of flying bugs, which started eating the soldiers to skeletons. The bugs soon deteriorated, and more soldiers took their place. Hunter continued throwing egg after egg, but it was barely denting Grey's forces. Hunter started getting very angry. He looked back at the fortress, through the rain****, and saw his friend, Juli casting spell after spell at the soldiers. Hunter thought of all his friends that might die, and all of his friends that HAD died, and all of his friends that are corrupted. Hunter, of course not thinking, jumped off Tritocry, and moved the knapsack in front of him. While he was falling the hundreds of feet, he wondered. Was this the final act of Hunter Reckoning? The hidden called warrior? The all powerful egglo-. Hunter of course thought too long. When he hit the ground, it caused a massive explosion of power. Every single one of his eggs had exploded at once. Hunter flew into the air, his body being eaten by The Swarm, spikes stuck in his skin, 3rd degree burns covering his body, frostbite in the places he wasn't burnt, his goggles crushed in, his suit torn to shreds. His hood thrown back, his hair singed, his hair soaking wet, and frozen. His eyes were bleeding, his ears were bleeding, and blood was pouring out of his mouth. Hunter opened his eyes, blood clouding his vision, and realized something. Yolky isn't supposed to die yet, and that means Hunter isn't supposed to die yet. Hunter smiled, with a few teeth missing, and the ones that aren't, covered in blood. He then hit the roof of TR, causing it to crack violently, and heard something crack. Juliana looked over, and saw Hunter bleeding out all over the roof. She ran to his side and asked a rather obvious question. "HUNTER! Are you alright?!" Hunter looked at Juli, his head now in her lap. "Well...." He started. "I think there might be one little bone in my right pinky toe that isn't broken...."

*THEY GO BOOM!
**THEY GO SPLASH!
***THEY GO BUZZ!
****Those goggles aren't JUST for looks you know >.>

by Guest on Fri Feb 12, 2010 12:39 pm

Confronting the hordes of enemies Seppy stood firm.
Even then he could feel the power emanating from the polearm he wielded.
The rain pelted down making the ground muddy and slippery.
"I cannot walk!" he cried.
Just then a brilliant idea came to him, like sand compress and dries when you step on it maybe if he hit the ground hard enough it would be dry enough so he could walk.
He lifted Abaddon's terror high above his head, used his legs as springs and soared into the air, turning in mid air he pointed the polearm directly at the ground and fell towards the mush directly beneath him.
He hit the ground with an almighty thud but he had misjudged the power of the height he had risen to.
The ground cracked as the polearm sank into the ground.
A crack appeared around Seppy, shaped like a perfect circle, before giving way. Seppy fell into the deep dark black abyss with a look of complete surprise on his face as he fell.