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 Post subject: I Am The Sword In The Darkness
 Post Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2016 9:02 pm 
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*Kayla nodded but never took her gaze from T'ajsa's trajectory. Her freakish sibling took off like an alien spaceship, dialing up unbelievable speeds she could never hone in the past. If Tj was heading toward the N^2 and prematurely deploying her heavy hitting cutthroats, Kayla feared her sister's plan to be a new dimension of trouble.

But this wasn't the same woman she shed blood and tears with.. Tj's menacing appearance was more than just skin deep, Kayla and Kham wouldn't have her nefarious changes affect national security. Kin or not, Weapon X was bred to be the first and last response. *

"I have her.."

*Kayla finished her hand signs and dispersed into a shinning bolt of electrical energy. Her body and all physical visuals were memory; the haunting toll of lightning cracking scorched earth rolled and echoed to the boarders of the Nightmare.. Kayla was already there, those epic shockwaves ruffling her long, now unkempt hair.

"..."

-..And the kiddie gloves were off, replaced by malicious, clawed gauntlets of electric chakra. Kayla stood a good kilometer away from the gates of her home with a scowl that could have permanently altered her facial muscles. Her eyes locked on to a crimson comet that split the darkened clouds, inching dangerously close at climbing velocities. But with a twidle of her thumb, Kayla assaulted her sister with a plague of electrical firepower. A brigade of cobalt columns surrounded her sister before her next breath, under Kayla's influence and tactical positioning. She was anticipating her aerial pattern to the best of her ability, but she had to take into account Tajsa's.. Unpredictable factor. Regardles, her raw firepower should have compensated. Tj would have to dodge a hyper focused thunderstorm before she even got close to being officially labeled traitorous.*



A ghost, covered head to toe in black, bearing fiendish horns and angelic feathered wings fell into position beside his sister in arms. His face emulated Kaylas. It was scowling mad, every wrinkle knotted the adrenaline in his body but one exhale let the floodgates flow viciously. It's intent was murderous in nature but had the intent to be irrigated toward the right decisions lest he be no different than the one who approached.

Kayla already seized the role of artillery, firing volleys of plasmatic maelstroms at her sister. His move was so scripted into action it didn't even require thought. Fortify. Buckle down and don't let this damn thing through.

Atra flared his grey ghoulish hand back toward that shimmering pyramid in the distance invoking not Lumin, but her captor. That black jelly swelled and quaked anxiously working in tune with Atra's own vigor, one that crinkled his face further and made him gnash his teeth. He wanted to stop the entire apocalypse right here, and Phantasma agreed. Slowly the pyramid began to expand. Now that Lumin was no longer suffocated, she was allowed to shine brighter.

Immediately, the light of the world filled the empty space with threaded vines and stitching, a cosmic quilt of fortification, an intricate barrier that required much concentration than just one arm. But Atra needed to observe what TJ could do, just as much as Kayla did. He also needed to do what he did best, multitask.

Just because he was in the midst of keeping out insects did not mean he was completely indisposed. The Shadow Man was just getting started. His wings did the rest, they expanded to their true girth enveloping his ally in their asterism. Within their dark complexities were not feathers but an entire realm of possibility: swirling textures, ominous fog and mist, twinkling starlit night, and magical maladies he readily acquiesced to. From their depths came a peculiar type of mortar.

It started out like some sort of sonar, oscillating rings, pulsating from the depths of The Shadow Realm flooding the space toward this comet. Everything on the receiving end was not left the same. This beautiful expanse of green contorted and bent into what appeared to be an enchanted forest. Vertical green spears became parabolas, streams flowed upwards and even evaporated completely. This realm was forced to combat with the forces of his home, directly, T'ajsa and all her existential privileged would not be spared.

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Who Hunts The Hunter? No one. Who Kills The Wicked? We Do. Who Are We? Servants of Light. Who are the dead? The Dark Condemned.

The Jager Luminoso Consortium
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Atra Lumous- Faerie Heir To the Jager Luminoso; Servants of Light, Shadow Hunters. Destati of The Neo-Nightmare, Nocturnal Majesty, Apex Predator, Terror of The Damned


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 Post subject: Re: I Am The Sword In The Darkness
 Post Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2016 4:10 pm 
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Every gallant step of Vestige's hooves across Vescrutia's cloudy hair bumped TJ's name higher on Atra's list of enemies of the state. It was a price she had to pay, it was the lesser of two evils. War's offer for failure however, was a cost she simply could not afford. Besides it was high time she made a name for herself, outside of that gigantic shadow her father and mother(s) cast. T'aja was named after the fearsome leader of a retinue of intergalactic cutthroats who scoured the galaxy for treasure and plunder who burned the tongue of any authority who spoke their name. The surname Michio was self explanatory. It hailed from a most ancient line that ran deep into Vescrutia's primordial roots, they were the movers and shakers of the planet, sworn protectors of it's soil and the sentinels of its sovereignty. But all that was irrelevant, it was just fuel, the likes of which was tread upon by her steeds mighty hooves, went up in smoke, and propelled her toward the Nightmare on the basis of a new identity. TJ, Herald of War, The Valkyrie. How many elemental maelstroms did she have to circumvent? She wasn't just a force to be reckoned with...

TJ clenched her teeth and pulled Vestige's hair backward nearly snapping his neck. He roard in protest, assuring her there was no need to fear, but she was going up against two terrible strategists. She wasn't outgunned but was certainly outsmarted. Hell, She was already surrounded. The Pirate Queen didn't flinch despite her grim cirucmstances. Her and vestige were instantly bombarded by a Parthenon of electrical columns all set to put an end to this preemptive strike. The Crimson Commander took a knee, that caused the spines along her back to churn in their leathery flesh. Kayla's cage like malestrom brought its jaws scything down upon her while Vestige went on ahead and tore through the electrical cage unhindered like it punched through the jaws of death. The stallion headed toward the elemental incarnate posited on the horizon beside her horned shadow demon. They looked like two dots to any lesser man, but they may as well had been hundreds of thousands of soldiers. All three of them groomed under Kham's knuckle, it was time to share what they learned.

Vestige's approach wouldn't reign unequivocal for long, for the shadow man refused to sit idle and bombared the empty space with matter contorting frequencies from his homeland. Vestige couldn't plow his way through this unique stream, he lowered his head and forced one foot in front of the other. The horse panted and roared against this invisible oopposition but still strode continuously, slowled nonetheless like he was walking through a blizzard. Behind him, cloaking his advance in shadow was TJ who was being digested by Kayla's latest beast until a murderous roar came from it's belly...



Suddently, stretch marks invaded Atra's molestion of space and time. They looked as if something was injecting heroin into Vescrutia's veins causing her face to become bloated and sleep deprived. Whatever it was wiped gave Vestige a second wind and dispersed Kaylas lightshow into tufts of crimon fireworks. At it's center stood TJ still screaming, arms raised, crackling all over from the shock of absorbing the brunt of Kay's attack about to show these two exactly what she learned.

This roar was a battle cry, and out of the ether, inspired by the Pirate Valkyrie's cacophonic war horn, descended all that heard its call to action. The transmuted essence of the pirate crew, manifested with the intent to forward War's agenda. They numbered infinitely, blotting out the skies with their multitudes armed to the teeth in similar runic plate that adnored Vestige who was leading the vanguard steadily against Atra's peculiar opposition. They were ghosts, so they would not be skewed to ribbions like Emerald Ascensions mighy oaks. And any mass form of detonation was simply unwise...

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 Post subject: Re: I Am The Sword In The Darkness
 Post Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2016 3:48 am 
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Ghosts?

*This wasn't sorcery. After thoroughly observing Tajsa's new abilities and artillery, Kayla was beginning to suspect larger forces at work. But when Atra melded from the shadows, you could almost hear her breathing regulate.

The skies parted from Kayla's potent lightning gavels and the scent of molten rock and scorched ozone was still fresh but Kay groaned at the damage report. Tj was swatt-- pounded out of the air, yet emerged practically unscathed. And she took no time at all to summon a calvary that blotted out the skies, substituting the might and skill of her heavy hitting swashbucklers with blanketing numbers. Kayla's sensory prowess couldn't pick up the smallest ebb of chakra, chi, or anything from Tajsa's howling 300 .. Just like the cannoneer, the odd feathered haired kid and the pale skinned elf, these were souls bound to this realm by Tajsa's will, and aided the lost Michio in her arrogant stride.

But who was pulling Tj's strings? Kay leapt fourth from the protective shade of her DeathScythe/Destati, looking over her shoulder only to mock him with an easing yet haughty chuckle.*

"Pfft, please.."

*She slammed her hands together, crunching her gauntlets of screeching electrons until she smelted a blade of runic calamity. It was a cleaver, dulled and rusted with coagulated blood of forgotten lineages, tall enough to cast a shadow over Kayla's 5'10 frame. It belonged to Rustbone, and she wielded the massive sword underhanded, plunging it hilt deep into the soil with both hands.*

"She won't be getting that close."

*Kayla's eyes narrowed into punitive daggers. Her gaze cut through the multitudes of ethereal slaves and soldiers until her stare hung like hooks on her sister. There was another lightning bolt; a single sapphire hammer that cracked Heaven and Earth, blistering Kay's record high and slamming into her position. The mighty cleaver was super charged by this vindicitve maelstrom, as was its caster. But as expected, Kayla was already gone..

She challenged her sister's volcanic roar with one of her own, but her disembodied voice barely echoed her assualt. Kayla decided to charge headfirst, but she was clocking speeds that suggested foul play. The fertile ground was split into molten caverns during her charge, bustling with enough electrical chakra and thunderous force to bash Tajsa into the neighboring content. Such velocities weren't visible only experienced. Kayla became a ghost of unrelenting power.

And with Atra at her back, Kayla had another reason not to hold pull any punches. The prince of the shadow realm literally cloaked her every blind side despite how fast she wanted to go, allowing her to be more reckless and less cautious. *


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 Post subject: Re: I Am The Sword In The Darkness
 Post Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2016 9:30 pm 
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Kayla's passive use of their secret mental channel was a small consolation. It made the swelling mound in Atras chest reside to a steady drum beat. It meant despite whatever the big guy had to handle at the Tavern, he was still alive and would hopefully be joining them shortly. Where's a wrecking ball when you need it?

But Vescrutia had a habit of sniffing out glimmers of hope and it came in the form of millions. A ocean full of medieval cavaliers, bearing no shadow or good will toward the nightmare. They looked like they were plucked from the books Atra engrossed himself during his early days as an ANBU; during peace time. Atra was in awe even if his face didn't show it. T'ajsa tanked the largest round of fire he had witnessed and produced armies on the fly. He had had an idea of what these specters were, but like all of the recent happenings he fell short of an explanation. Things had already come to this, and they were just exchanging greetings. The Leader of The New Age smirked and steadied his extended hand toward the village. Now, how to properly greet these house guests.

"No. Worse. Ghosts have souls. These are... I have you."

Kayla decided to answer the door with the spoils of war. Atra was close behind. There were quite a few remnants of The Destroyers justice at large, but luckily they had cold feet. Even if they did show up, Kayla would just cut them down. Her movements were maniacal. Now that her blind spots were guarded she unleashed the beast she was rumored to be. This savagery was unprecedented, this zealot's charge contradicted every written record of the social recluse, Khams 'second daughter'. Was it a personal grudge that fueled her stride? The betrayal of sister against sister? The Nocturnal Majesty hadn't the slightest clue as to what hardships they endured together, but if it was anything compared to his; being tied to posts and feasted on by diamond dragons, left to starve for months, serving as Khams personal punching bag. If one thing was true about nightmares, it was that you couldn't escape them. Atra and Kayla were going to be at TJ's heels like her new riding Spurs...

Perched like a sentinel, he could observe the battlefield freely. A cool silver glow washed away his eye whites and from his chest grew a gorgeous white crystalline flower. Atra plucked it with his free hand and ate a petal, causing a waterfall of platinum glorly to trace his shadow all the way to Kaylas. His smirk faded away to a stale face, concentration took precedent over all else. The perks of having A shadowmancer as your wingman were limitless, the perks of having Atra as your partner in crime even broke
those boundaries. The barrier wasn't quite finished but with Kayla absorbing the bulk of the attention he could focus on applying the final stitches to the quilt.

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Who Hunts The Hunter? No one. Who Kills The Wicked? We Do. Who Are We? Servants of Light. Who are the dead? The Dark Condemned.

The Jager Luminoso Consortium
Atra's Theme

Atra Lumous- Faerie Heir To the Jager Luminoso; Servants of Light, Shadow Hunters. Destati of The Neo-Nightmare, Nocturnal Majesty, Apex Predator, Terror of The Damned


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 Post subject: Re: I Am The Sword In The Darkness
 Post Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2016 7:22 am 
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Moments ago the new royal scrapped across the skies with her sister. If she didn't have the blood to take the blows she would be dead. She could only think a few feet outside of her skull; far ahead enough to plan, and deep enough to react. Kay's speed put TJ on constant defense. She never even touched the ball.

Now It was different. She stood, posited behind an army thousands of times the neovian populace. She felt alive. Nostalgic. Looking every bit prehistoric draped in the blessing of War. Every eye of her ethereal battalion, functioned as a periscope. Through them, she could see the finagling of The Shadow Man, the manifestation of a familiar cleaver, and the big-bad barrier we've all been waiting for.

Her mind was liberated to wander infinite horizons. The entire battlefield was hers to command. A simple pluck of it's strings could cause a ripple effect that could reverse a waterfall. There were so many things happening at once, any lesser being would be overwhelmed. And TJ certainly was, not because she was fighting two supernatural forces. But because she didn't know what catastrophe to fuck them with first.

She furrowed her brow at the skies. A white flash of light an a hearty war cry illuminated her face, and clarified the carnage. Another triumphant fanfare from the heavens took form of wicked lightning which accelerated Kayla into the heat of combat. TJ leveled her head and raised her arm.

There was one thing she did know, Kayla and Atra were fighting as one. So even if Kayla rushed recklessly through a battalion of timeless soldiers, she was accompanied by a omnipresent escort.

Like a battering ram through a crimson stream, Kayla parted this sea with little to no effort. TJ didn't flinch, but the same couldn't be said for The Mother. Vescrutia wept hot blood colored tears. Magma and sediment were strewn about violently in Kay's wake. The Queen's battalion had no choice but to be cast into the winds. But, they quickly corrected their course and piled behind each other forming a mesh of heavy plate, a butterfly net for a rare insect of motionless bodies. TJ was at the rear with hand raised so by the time her sea of soldiers became a wall thick enough to stop a black haired rhinoceros; she let it fall. Out of nowhere came A Goliath of desecration, a giant of a man who sported dusty old plate and a massive great sword. He didn't hesitate to appear nor let it fall upon her sis.

Vestige had the most important job, to assault the shadow man. His skyward approach, in the midst of Atras harassment was slow. He strode flanked by an endless army of soldiers but he had enough of these parlor tricks. Once Kayla took off toward TJ, another cry filled the air. It came from the stallion who stood on his hind legs and rebuked Atra's dominance with a power most foul. Foreign undertones, invisible, bellows of might traveled unchecked from Vestige's mighty maw and tore holes in molasses which let his army run free. They blotted out the skies and converged upon the Destati. Her mighty steed was at the helm hell bent on shattering him to pieces with another mighty blow.

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