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DarkCrystal
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posted February 21, 2009 08:57 AM |
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Earth_31 (RPG)
New York. This city has been most developed for a century. During the 4th Wotld War it was almost destroyed, but people, who were hiding in the underground base, rebuilt it. Now it's rampart of cyborgs and only here people still know some technologies, which world lost.
George Mannen, president of New York, was sitting in his cabinet, at the top of skyscraper. He was bored, nothing interesting and unusual happened today. But suddenly his assistant entered.
-"Mr president, group of elves want your audience."
-"Oh, well, it's getting to be interesting, let them enter."
-"Anything other?"
-"No that's all."
Assistant went out. President got up and came to window, showing his back to door. "Enter, Amijis" - he said. Then the young elven priestess and a group of elves entered.
-"You know, what I ask, George" - said Amijis.
-"Yes, "Weapon of fate", well, it's not our fault, you know."
-"Really? Don't lie George."
President turned around.
-"It's not lie, we even didn't know how to use it. Our scientists were working hard, but no result."
-"And then somebody stole the prototypes? Do you know what does it mean?"
-"Yes, indeed. But you see things only in negative way. I'm cyborg, I think logicaly, there are three explanations of that: first - somebody stole them because they are more developed and know how to use it..."
-"Yes, and if it's so, the new war will come and destroy the Earth completely, do you want it?"
-"Wait a minute, it's how you think, there are other explanations: second - somebody stole them to ask money from us to restore it, that's most logical for me, and third - prototypes weren't stolen, they were lost because of our scientist fault, but it doesn't fit for me."
-"Well, I see what you mean. Maybe somebody stole them for blackmail, but did you hear the prophesy?"
Geogre smiled
-"You know, we have not religion and we don't believe in prophesies. But what prophesy anyway?"
-"It says, that the new war can come, if something important would be stolen and not restored. George, you knoow, I'm scared, even you are not afraid of that event, please, for me, for the Earth and peace, please find the prototypes. I know you want peace on the Earth."
-"All right, Amijis, I'll do all what I can."
-"I knew, I can trust you" - said Amijis and they went out.
President was alone. "I don't like this" - he said, and picked the telephone. "Yes sir?" - said assistant. "Martin, I want to make meeting, invite all ministers..."
Dust was laying on his bed in the twillight of his cavelike house. "+40 degrees Celsius, that's too hot, even for a deserter, today sun is mercyless. It's better to stay at home." Suddenly he heard that somebody knocked at his door. "What the hell? Oh no, not now, not today! Damn!" - he said and got up. "Enter!" - shouted he to the door direction. Door opened and black dressed elf entered. "Elf? Elves are not usual even in this district." - said Dust.
-"You are Dust, right?"
-"Indeed I am. What do you want?"
-"Well, I see you are not polite to the guests."
-"Man, tell me what do you want or leave."
-"All right, my name is Arneon, I know, you are good deserter, I have a job for you."
-"You should start with that. What job?"
-"Well, I want you to lead my caravan to Moscow, have you ever went to Moscow?"
-"Man, I do that at least two times per week."
-"Very good! I want you to bring it to my good friend, Tronkdom, he is dwarf."
-"I see."
-"He lives at Red Square Street, house number 9."
-"Well, you can think that it's already done. Anything else?"
-"Yes, bring that thing to him as well."
Arneon took a strange looking purple crystal.
-"I give it to you, this is main part of your objectvie. You can even let the caravan be destroyed, but bring the crystal to Tronkdom."
"All right, I'll do it."
"I knew, I can trust you, don't worry about reward, you'll be satisfied" - said Arneon and went out.
Dust took crystal and looked at it. "Well, there is nothing unusual in it, it's just jeweller I guess" - he said. - "Tomorrow we'll go."
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Sometimes I'm about to yell: "It is flat you idiots!" But I don't wanna die in fire. 
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kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted February 21, 2009 11:59 AM |
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The Black Forest... A place of mistery. A peacefull oasis surounded by barren wastelands. Or so it pretends to be. From the outside it looks peacefull and harmless. But inside it's a marvelous deathtrap filled with beasts and ruins. The creatures that once lived only in legends now inhabbited these woods. The trees of this grove stood tall and ancient, like they were growing here for millenia. In the ruins of once prosperous cities various mutants and scum made their hideouts. So no wonder that this god forsaken forest was full of bounty hunters.
Few hours ago Demian returned with the head of Thorgrim Maug a boss of a local band of thieves and brigands. Without any ceremonies he kicked open the mayor's office's door and threw the head of the killed dwarf gangster. After he got his reward(750 gold coins) he went to the tavern. The town was settled in ruins of a city once called Prague, and resembled those small fortified settlements built in medieval times. The tavern was quite large, infact it was one of the largest buildings in town. As he drank his scotch he tried to listen to mayor's speech about Demian's deed, but only heard some fragments of it
- And so, with the arrivall of the heroic and honorable hunter Ravenclaw...
"Heroic? Honorable? Heh, no one ever called me that before..."- thought Demian.
- He valiantly stood after the powerfull Maug clan and emerged...
"Powerfull? Those idiots were a bunch of street thugs, nothing more... Their leader crapped in his pants the second i rammed the Raven in his forehead... No wonder the citizens were scared of them, they're mainly old men and women... No problem robbing and scarring the hell out of them... Valiantly stood up... Thats my job you imbecill, though no courage is needed against simple minded dimwitts who call themselves bandits"- Demian looked in his right arm- "I wonder what would he say when if a extremist like Brenrid would terrorised this place"
-Sir, is everything allright?- a young waitress asked him
- Quite allright. Just got something on my mind- he grabbed another glass of scotch- Here -he handed her a gold coin- keep the change
The waitress' eyes started shining. The mayor finished his yapping, and the head of the dwarwen bandit was mounted on a pole to statisfy the bloodlust of the crowd. Demian finished his drink and stood up to leave, an apprentice of the local gunsmith approached him
- Mr. Ravenclaw, sir- he tried to catch his breath- your order has been finished. You may pick up it now if you want to...
-Thats is good to hear. Tell Garet that i'll drop by shortly.
- Right, mr. Ravenclaw- the apprentice quickly bowed and ran off to the gunsmith's shop.
"Mr... Heh, atleast the kid has manners"- Thought Demian and went into the town.
The town often called the Egde was built near the Black Forest and the ruins of Prague. The only thing that separated this town from the woods was a two layer wooden wall. Most of the towns buildings were wooden except for the town hall, jail and tavern. The main(and the only) industry around here was a sawmill. The town mainly served as a trading post between east and west. As Demian walked to the gunsmiths shop, a lot of citizens cheered for him. Demian felt apathetic towards them. A hunter with his skill should be dealing with renegades or groups of extremists, not a band of wannabe bandits like Maug's clan! But despite Demian's negative aditude towards this assignment he
gladly took the gold. He aproached a weathered log cabin. The sign read: "Garet's superior firearms"
As Demian entered, a short bearded dwarf greeted him
- Ahh, yes. Sir, Ravenclaw, please this way- he pointed to the door behind the table- your merchandise is ready.
As Demian walked in, the dwarf shut the door.
- Let this remain between me and you.- he grabbed a satchel from a nearby shelf- Here. Just like you ordered. Five hundred silvered pulad bullets. Very strange metal you use for your projectiles sir. Can i ask...- he stopped speaking when he saw Demian's eyes.- Very well. Just craftsmen's curiosity. Forgive this old foolish dwarf.
- No need to apologise. You're not the only one who wants to know. It'll be better if you don't. Here's your payment- he handed him 250 gold pieces- Farewell.
As Demian walked out the moon sicle was already shining in the sky. Somewhere in the woods a wolf howled, and a chiling breeze roamed the empty streets.
"There's something strange and wicked begins to take roots in this war torn world" Demian thought.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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DarkCrystal
Promising
Supreme Hero
Staright out of line
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posted February 22, 2009 01:39 PM |
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At the morning caravan leader found Dust already woke up.
-"When we'll go, sir?" - he asked.
-"Right now!"
-"Very well, desert is dangerous, we have some weapons, you can take some of them."
-"No need, I will take my reliable weapons, my scythesword and this... baby!" - he took a big strange looking gun.
-"Very good, let's go!"
Air was hot, sun was burning, so caravan moved slowly. Dust felt that people need to rest, but there was only sand and cliffs everywhere. Suddenly he stopped near the huge rock.
-"What happened?" - asked caravan leader.
-"Look, do you see that symbol on the rock?"
-"Yes, I see, but what does it mean?"
-"It's my symbol. It means that there is oasis not far from here."
-"That's good! We need a water and some rest. Do you know, how to get there?"
-"Of course, I see it right from here, look to this valley."
-"Well, I don't see anything."
-"Sand winds blinded you, you have to be deserter to see. Let's go."
Caravan went down to valley and after about half on hour they reached oasis. People wanted to get to water, but Dust stopped them. "Bandits often choose oasises for the ambush. But they only attack helpless people, if you have agood weapon and skills, there is nothing to be afraid" - he said and took his gun. Then he shot to the oasis. Group of birds flew up and nothing more. "It's clear" - said Dust - "But you have to be careful all time." People drunk some water and lay under the trees. Dust set down under tree as well. After some time he suddenly heared a strange noise in the trees. "Watch out!" - he shouted, but it was too late. Two sounds of shots and two people fell dead to the ground. Dust hid behind the tree, and took his gun. Then three black dressed men wnet from the trees. Dust shot on of them to head, but he jumped out and bullet hit another man's shoulder. "Dammit!" - shouted Dust then took his sword and went to melee. Men saw, that situation is getting dangerous and when Dust was near to them - the cloud of smoke and they dissapeared. "Cowards!" - shouted Dust. Caravan leader came up to him. "You told, it was clear" - he said. "It were not usual bandits, it were very skilled stealth assassins. Something is defenetly wrong" - answered Dust. "Let's go!" - he shouted to the others - "We must reach Moscow as soon as possible!" And then caravan countinued it's way.
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Sometimes I'm about to yell: "It is flat you idiots!" But I don't wanna die in fire.
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kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted February 22, 2009 04:07 PM |
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Demian walked into the woods. The moonlight lighted up the road. The sicle of the moon was incredibly pale, and its glow was very supernatural. The forest seemed unusually quiet. No nocturnal creatures were looking at the lonely traveler. Only strange lights danced in the shades of this majestic grove.
"Something just isn't right. To quiet. Around this time lynxes and wolves go to their hunt. And I couldn't spot a single owl sitting on a branch. And the will-o-wisps are acting wierd... Something just isn't right" Demian thought. The road he walked led to western part of the Black Forest, to a land once called France. Demian hoped to find another extremist or a renegade there.
"Wait a second... Those wisps aren't wisps! Torch fire... So the mayor wants his money back. I'd better be prepared"
Demian drawed his guns from their holders. The runes on their slides started glowing with pale red light
- Patience, your thirst will be quenched any minute- he whispered. The torches were getting close
"Damn, this pitch black darkness is messing with my eyes... I thought it wouldn't come to this but..."
- Shil'loth Noc- he whispered.
"The Eyes of the Lynx lasts only a few minutes, so I rather do this quick"- Demian now seen as it was in the middle of the day. He felt a gust of wind nearby his left arm. An arrow flyed right nearby him. Demian shot directly at one ambusher's neck, and the blood streamed like a fountain from its corpse. It seems that the first victim was the only one with a ranged weapon. Others charged right at Demian. He was surounded, but he wasn't defeated yet. He turned in circles as his weapons spitted out death. Peacefull silence of the night was disturbed by gun fire and pre death agonies. Demian's guns barked like rabid pitbulls. After two minutes two empty rounds bumped on blood soaked moss, and Demian engaged in melee combat. His opponents were dressed like workers. Hired facepunchers. Weapons were pityfull- wooden clubs barbed with nails and some metal pipes. Demian imediatly beheaded one thug and started attacking another. One thug tried to kick Demian's sword from his right hand, but his grip was stronger than the thugs kick. He quickly disarmed his oponent and treated him with a punch in the face. The thug released a fountain of blood and boogers from his nose and passed out. Others started attacking even more fiercely but Demian started swinging his blade in all directions. One thug hitted him in the chest, b ut Demian didn't cared for that. He cut opened another of his oponents and impaled the last one. He cleaned his blade with a rag and picked up the empty rounds. He threw them in his backpack and reloaded his guns. After checking the corpses for something valuable, Demian pulled a lenghp of rope from his bag, and tied up the remaining thug. After that he continued his search. After finding several silver coins and a gold necklace he slapped the thug so he would finnaly wake up. When he regained his senses Demian rammed his gun at the thug's forehead.
- So tell me, who hired you?
- Why should i tell you?
- Tell me all i want to know and i'll spare you. Refuse, and you can help feed the scavengers. So... Lets try this again. Who hired you?
- The mayor.
- Good- Demian's voice was calm and almost melodic, but ice cold- What did he ordered you to do?
- Follow you and then kill you. Take back the gold.
- Why?
- You killed Maug. He and the mayor were friends and played the town for fools.
- I was hired to deal with them.
- He wanted to capture him, not to kill him- the man's voice was shaking- he would put him in jail and after a week he would 'escape'. The trick worked for a few years.
- I'm confused. Why the hell did he said that speech and mounted his head on a pole if they were on the same side?
- What was he supposed to do? The citizens were getting angry. They wanted Maug's death, so the mayor organised that event in the towns square to quell the rebellous mood of the town.
- Interesting. So the mayor is a greedy son of a b!%$#. He'll be killed eventually. Shame he wouldn't fall by my hand... Oh, and by the way. I lied. Send hi to your friends in Hell for me.
Demian shot the thug.
"Oh well. It wasn't his fault. But keeping him alive would be against my principles"- thought Demian and continued his journey.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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DarkCrystal
Promising
Supreme Hero
Staright out of line
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posted February 23, 2009 11:18 AM |
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In 3 days after oasis event caravan reached Moscow. This city was almost destroyed and rebuilt as well. After world colliding the another dwarf city appeared near Moscow. When the War stopped humans and dwarfs went out from hideouts and rebulit this two cities in one. Now is alliance city of humans and dwarfs.
Dust found Tronkdom house and knocked door. Servant opened.
- Yes, sir? - he asked.
- I need Tronkdom - answered Dust.
- Sir, he is busy now, can you visit him tomorrw?
- No, I need him right now. Say him that I have an important business from Arneon.
- What? Arneon did you say? All right, I'll tell him.
Servant closed door and after a minute he returned.
- Sir, enter please - he said.
Dust entered and went upstairs to Tronkdom's cabinet. He saw a little dwarf, quickly walking back and forward in front of window. When Dust entered, Tronkdom stopped and stared at him.
- You must be Dust?
- Yes, I am. Arneon told me to bring his caravan to you. It's done.
- Oh... well... good, Stas, - he said to servant - get out of here, I need to talk with Mr Dust, and tell Vlad to come to me after ten minutes.
- Will do sir - said servant and went out.
- Well, didn't Arneon give something else? - Tronkdom asked Dust.
- Yes, he did, this thing - Dust took crystal - And you already know about that?
Tronkdom quickly grabbed crystal.
- Oh yes... it's just a... family treasure, I asked Arneon to return it to me, that's it.
"It seems that he don't want to say something. He is suspicious" - thought Dust.
- You have done well Dust inspite the death of two my people, here is your reward.
- Thank you - said Dust and picked money.
- Sir, did you call me? - said a young dark elf when entered.
- Yes, Vlad. Vlad, it's Dust. Dust, it's Vlad, actually his real name is Valamar, but we always call him Vlad. He'll help you with accomodation and show you the city. I hope you'll stay here for at least a week. And please, come to me tomorrow at the morning. Well, that's it. You can go, thank you Mr Dust.
- Let's go Vlad - said Dust - Now I have money, so is there any worhty pubs?
They went out. Tronkdom took crystal and said: It seems, Dust don't know anything. God bless you Arneon!
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Sometimes I'm about to yell: "It is flat you idiots!" But I don't wanna die in fire.
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kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted February 23, 2009 02:04 PM |
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The Drunken Nomad inn was a temporary stop along the Western Road. In here various merchants stopped to rest and trade with other merchants and travelers alike. Demian was sitting outside and enjoying his beer and smoked game meat.
"Ahh... Some things remain untouched for ages. Wether it be wars, global cataclisms or plague, a good beer will be eternal"- Thought Demian. The day was sunny and warm, and various forest critters gathered around the inn hoping to get some leftovers. The voices of people mixed with the sounds of the grove. As demian finished his second pint he noticed a familiar face approaching.
- What are you scoundrells doing here?- He asked as three gnolls of the Mossmane tribe approached him.
- Us no scoundrels no more great sir- answered Wroghin , the chieftain of the Mossmane- Us traders now! Us sell fur and leather goodies now!
- I hope you haven't forgot our little deal?
- Us no poachers no more. Us hunt for food and clothing! No trapping for sell!
-That is good to hear. Travelling east now?
- Us head north! Travel to deep north, there live now. Where no sharpears are!
- Elves are giving you trouble?
- Sharpears hate the tribe! Kill almost everyone. Seventeen of us survive and run. Us trade with people now! Wanna see our goodies great sir?
- Please stop calling me that. Its getting annoying.
Whoghin mumbled something and led Demian to his wagon. A massive bear was tied nearby and ate something that once resembled a moose. Most of the gnolls were snoozing. Two of them were setting up a stall.
- Us think this will interest you- said Whoghin and picked up a package about the size of a fist- us find it in a sharpears pocket. Us no need it, you have it.
Demian took the package.
-Right. I'll keep it. I want you to have this- He handed Whoghin a gold necklace- Consider it a fair exchange. And be carefull around the Egde.
- Us carefull, us no dumb.
- I know you aren't. Good luck in reaching north. Till we meet again.
He waved goodbye to them and went to his table. A waitress brought another pint of beer for him. He looked at the package. Whatever it contained it sure pulsated some strange energy. Demian put it in his backpack.
"Damn, what the hell is going on? Elves killing gnolls, strange packages... Whats next? Whatever it'll be i'll probably evade it... I survived worse than that." thought Demian while listening to a bluebirds song.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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DarkCrystal
Promising
Supreme Hero
Staright out of line
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posted February 24, 2009 06:41 PM |
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At the morning Dust woke up and went to Tronkdom. The misty city at the morning, when all people were sleeping, was beatiful. Dust even didn't realize how he reached Tronkdom's house. He still was a bit asleep, but when he approached house, he heard starnge noise at the second floor. His mind began to work quickly. He carefuly opened door, took his scythesword and quickly and quietly ran upstairs. He heard that noise came from Tronkdom cabinet. "I should knew that. Something is wrong with this dwarf" - thought Dust and then he quickly opened door by his foot and jumped inside. He saw two three black-dressed men, like the men he saw in oasis. Two of them was holding Tronkdom and third was standing before him and talking something. When Dust appeared, they quikly took sword like katana and prepared for combat. Dust rushed to nearest and hit him by foot to the chest. Then he jumped on him, ripped dagger from his belt and impaled him. Other tried to slash him but Dust jumped out and man missed. Then suddenly Dust felt pain in his left arm. He looked at it and saw three surikens in it. Pain gave him powers and enraged he rushed to another man and they started to fight in melee weapons combat. finally Dust managed to hit out enemy's weapon, then he grabbed and broke his neck. Third man jumped inthe window and dissapeared. Dust came up to Tronkdom he saw a wound of dagger in his chest.
- Dust... stop them... find the crystal... you must... prevent... - said dwarf and died.
- I knew that this crystal is something strange.
In that moment Vlad entered.
- What the hell is going on!? - he screamed.
- Tronkdom is dead. This ninjas killed him and stole crystal. He asked me to find it. Would you come with me?
- Yes!
- Very good. Now I have to ask someone else.
Dust grabbed man, who he impaled, he was still alive.
- Tell me and I'll not kill you.
- What do you want?
- Who hired you?
- I'm a member of the "Dragon Tongue" organisation. We had a command to stole this crystal and we did it.
- "Dragon Tongue"? Yes, I remember. It's the biggest mafia organisation of humans and lizardmen in Japan. All right, I learned what I wanted.
- Now you promised not to kill me.
Dust smiled.
- Boy, you don't know life at all - he said and broke his neck.
- What now sir? - asked Vlad.
- Go to the airport and buy the tickets. We are going to Tokyo...
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Sometimes I'm about to yell: "It is flat you idiots!" But I don't wanna die in fire.
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kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted February 24, 2009 08:50 PM |
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"Ahh... Refreshing..."-thought Demian as he washed his face with the water from a nearby spring. He filled his water pouch with ice cold water, and layed down on the soft moss to relax. The day was nice and sunny, without a cloud in a sky. "Ahh... What a nice day... I wish that every day would be like this..."- Demian looked at a golden eagle sitting on a tree branch
"Free like an eagle..."- Demian's thoughts were interuppted by a shadowy figure. Demian lifted his gun.
- Whoever you are, you have ten seconds to move your ass and stop blocking the sunshine.
The figure replyed:
- The package... Give it to me.
- Whats in it for me?
The figure stood silent for a minute
- So? No offer? Tell me at least one good reason why shouldn't i kill you?
- The package... Now...
- The package, whatever it contains, stays with me- Demian stood up. His patience was running low- who are you anyway?
-The package... NOW..!- the figure tried to pounce on Demian, but he quickly dodged it, and shot the figure in the chest. A rotting stench mingled with the forest's scents.
" A ghoul?! HERE?!"
the ghoul tried to pounce on him again, but his attack was dogded, though not as successfully as the first time. The ghoul's claws scratched his chest right in the same place were a barbed thug's club hitted him. A searing pain engulfed Demian's chest.
"Undead... Of course! The source who keeps him alive resides in the head! Silvered bullets won't be enough... I need to use..."
- Ank'gneht Sor Nuth'ath!- he shouted and pushed the trigger. An icy blue flame engulfed the projectile as it drilled a hole in the ghoul's head. As the corpse dropped like a sack, Demian cutted off his head.
"Just in case... There's always something that has to ruin the day... Damn them all..."- Demian noticed a amulet bearing a japanese hieroglyph on it. Demian took it.
"There's something isn't right here... Maybe the answers i seek lie in Japan... I need to get there as quick as possible... Those scum will need more than rotting corpses to beat me..." Thought Demian, and walked back to the Drunken Nomad.
"I need to get there quick. If i hurry i could reach it by sundown"
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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DarkCrystal
Promising
Supreme Hero
Staright out of line
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posted February 26, 2009 03:51 PM |
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After about 6 hours of flight Dust and Vlad arrived in Tokyo. Japan islands like China were mostly affected by Reptillion which found asian climat most appropriate for spreading. After virus was stopped, most asian regions were almost infected. Tokyo became gratest cultural center of lizardmen, but was almost destroyed in the War. But most of population managed to survive and rebuilt this city.
Dust went down from plane and looked for information service. Finally he saw one and came up to it.
- Can I help you sir? I see you are not fro our city. - said receptionist.
- Yes, I'm not from here. I'm looking for cheap hotel near the center of city. Can you suggest something?
- Yes, of course. Here it is: "The waterfall" - siad receptionist and gave Dust a map.
- Thank you. Vlad, let's go.
Accomodation was not very hard. After half on hour they reached hotel and bought a room.
- Thank you for coming here - said host.
- Very well. Remember, we will not be here often, actually we can come only to spend night here. That's why we choosed cheap hotel - said Dust and they with Vlad went out.
- What now? - asked Vlad.
- Now we'll find this mafia-ninjas organisation. I'll go to seek some information. You can now walk in the city, I have not any work for you now. But if you find something suspicious, tell me.
- All right, will do - said Vlad.
Dust went out and he became alone. "Valamar in Tokyo! Never thought abut it. What to visit now?" - thought he. Then he opened map and started to find the place he wanted to visit.
3 hours after
Dust went out from the one of information service with the pack of papers in hand. He smiled. "Now I have everything I needed" - he thought. He looked at the clock. "It's late now, Vlad is at home I guess. Tomorrow we will fight, but now I wanna sleep..." Suddenly he heard a sound behind him. He turned around and saw a ninja. You already know too much! - he said and throw a couple of surikens to Dust. But he quickly took his sword and blocked them. Ha! You spied me I see - said Dust and prepared for combat. Ninja started to step away and Dust prepared for chasing him, but suddenly e felt a pain in his back. He looked behind and saw another ninja. He took surikens from his back and throw it to second ninja but missed. In that moment first ninja jumped to him and kicked him in face. Then second punched him in forehead and kicked in stomack. Dust knelt and then felt a hellish pain and felt to the ground. In the agony he saw a blade in his chest and two ninjas running out of there. He tried to move but powers were leaving him. "Is that death?" - was his last thought.
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Sometimes I'm about to yell: "It is flat you idiots!" But I don't wanna die in fire.
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kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted February 26, 2009 05:31 PM |
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A flash of lightning... A woman screaming... The barking of guns... Corpses everywhere... A teenage girl and a young boy running... Heavy footsteps... The girl trips on a root and breaks her leg...
- Demian RUN! Run to the Circle!
- I won't leave you!
- Forget me! Save yourself! Run to the Circle! Hurry! Take the blade and RUN!
The boy ran... The footsteps were getting closer and closer... A shot followed by a short scream...
Demian woke up. A cold sweat ran through his face. A cloaked figure stood near his bed.
- Everything alright?- he asked.
- Ankou, why aren't you in the blade?
- Everything alright?- the figure protend he didn't heard Demian's question
- The dreams. They have returned. Were clear as a day. I relived those events that took place all those years ago...
- Disturbing...
- Indeed. I didn't had those dreams for a few weeks. And they were only shrouded fragments... What could cause them to change?
- I don't have a slight idea. You should rest. At morning we're leaving for Tokyo, remember?
- Of course. You should rest to. Remember what happened the last time you stayed by my bed.
- But you were griefly wounded then...- started Ankou
- To the blade Ankou. I need you to be strong and ready to battle.
The figure mumbled something and went back into the sword.
<Morning>
Demian didn't slept at all. He quickly washed his face and shaved. When he went down the stairs, the innkeeper was waiting for him.
- Good morning sir. Your transportation is waiting.
- Thanks. Here's your payment.- He handed him several silver coins.
Demian sat into a speeder. The machine was used for quick transportation across the continent. The pilot was an old dwarf with few bionic implants.
- Where to friend?- he asked
- Paris. And step on it.
- OK. Just hold on.
The trip was lasted a few hours and was rather unpleasant. Demian got off it near the airport. He rushed, and cought a last minute flight to Tokyo. Demian hated to fly, but this was the fastest way to get there.
<Later that day, evening>
Demian walked the streets of Tokyo
- Strange place isn't it?- Ankou whispered
- Be quiet. In this place even the walls have ears.
He walked around searching. For what, he couldn't say. He didn't know what to look for. Near an information center, in an alley he saw a injured man. His weathered face full of scars resembled a desert dweller.
"A deserter? What a hell is he doing here? I'd better help him, before he bleeds to death"
Demian searched the pockets of his coat. He took out a bottle with orange liquid, and walked near the wounded man. The man was still consious.
- Don't speak. Drink this. It will take care of your wounds.
The man wanted to say something
- Don't speak god damn it! Just drink this!
Demian put the bottle in the man's hand. The second he did it he was kicked in the side. A ninja was standing with his vakizashis ready for battle.
- You want a fight you scum? Then a fight you will get!- he draw out his blade.
- UNT I ANKOU HERATH!- He yelled the blade was engulfed by a dark flame. The ninja was surprised. Demian jumped in the air and slammed the blade in the ninja's head. He was sliced in two. As Demian turned around he saw two more ninjas near the wounded deserter.
- Came to finish the job have you?- his voice was furious and it sounded like two. Demian drawed out the Raven- Lets see if ninjas are immune to bullets- he said and shot into one's shoulder.
- Guess not- he released the whole round at the wounded ninja. As he rushed to kill the third one, the ninja threw a few smoke bombs and escaped Demian's fury.
- Coward.- Said Demian. The flames on the blade were dousing.
- Cowards indeed- replied Ankou.- but they do have skills if they managed to mangle this deserter.
- Right. I'd better help him, i just noticed that his arms are wounded ...
Deamian took the bottle and said:
- This tastes awfull, but you have to swallow it if you want to live. Trust me.
He poured some of the liquid in the man's mouth.
Now what?- asked Ankou
- Now? Now we wait.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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Feeling the pain in whole body and bad taste in mouth Dust woke up and opened eyes. He saw an unknown man and killed ninjas around.
- I'm still not dead? - he asked.
- Don't speak! You're injured. I'll bring you to the safe place - said man.
- No need, I'm fine - said Dust and got up - I see you protected me, from this ninjas, when I was out. How much time I was out?
- Man... How can you even stand with that thing?.. I hadn't seen that thing before that moment...
Dust looked at his chest.
- What the ****!?... - he whispered.
The broken blade from ninja's sword still was in his chest. It went through his body between ribs and only small pieses of ends were seen at the chest and back. Dust very carefully pulled out the blade.
- I can feel the pain, but I don't suffer from it as earlier. I can stand and walk even with this wound, what's wrong with me?
- It seems that your regeneration is bigger than human's. You are not a human?
- I am, or was.. Look at my scars, I got it when I hadn't any regeneration advantage. But now I even fell different... Oh I forgot to represent myself. I'm Dust, deserter from the land's which earlier called Russia.
- Demian Ravenclaw. Call me just Demian. I'm bounty hunter.
They shook hands.
- What are you doing in Tokyo deserter? - asked Demian.
- I'm here to find the stolen crystal. As I can guess this thing is very important, probably it can cause a new war... And you?
- I saw a japanize symbol at the ghoul. I thought that I will find something needed for me here.
Dust smiled.
- Very well, you seems a well guy Demian, perhaps we can help each other or even work in pair. What do you think?
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Sometimes I'm about to yell: "It is flat you idiots!" But I don't wanna die in fire.
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Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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- It'll be my pleasure. I got a hold of this- Demian took out the package- I'm not sure what it contains but it pulsates with a strange energy.
- Can you...- Started Dust
- Open it? Here? No. After what happened i don't want to risk. The last ninja escaped my grasp so we can expect some nasty surprises. I'm very fatigued after using my spirit's energy. We need to find a tavern. I bet you need to wash out the taste of the rejuvenating potion.
- Right. Let's go.
As they walked Demian observed Dust. He was about thirty years old, though due to the scars he appeared slightly older. Dust carried a strange weapon which Demian haven't seen before.
- Your blade. What is it? Haven't seen anything like it.
- Its a schyte-sword. I got it a long time ago, in one of my journeys across the desert. And your weapons?
- The guns are named the Raven and the Falcon. These weapons are unique, 'cause they were crafted only for my use. The katana is... well its a family treasure. Thats only thing you need to know.
Dust respected Demian's will to remain silent about his past and didnt poured a ton of questions upon him.
The sun almost went down. The duo reached a tavern named "The Gilded Dragon".
- This seems noisy enough. Less a chance to hear us.
Demian ordered up some sake.
- Well my russian friend, what do you know about our new 'buddies' who are want our heads on a plate?
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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Promising
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Staright out of line
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posted February 27, 2009 09:37 PM |
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- This is a biggest mafia-ninjas organisation in Japan islands - said Dust - It's called "Dragon Tongue". I never thought that they go over islands before that time. They chased me from Kazan't to Moscow and stole the crystal there. Then were my turn for chasing them. I arrived in Tokyo and found some information in services, but almost have been killed. And then you found me. But now I know their centers, their government and their fighting methods, so now we are prepared, but the bad thing is - they can also be prepared.
- So where we will strike? - asked Demian.
- At their biggest center. I'm sure, crystal is there.
They finished the dishes and went out.
- What a beautiful night are here! But... Oh my god! I completely forgot about Valamar! Let's go, hope he is all right - said Dust and they ran to the Dust's house.
- Who is Valamar? - asked Demian.
- He is my friend and assistant - answered Dust.
They reached Dust's house. When they entered in his room, they saw tied Valamar. Dust put out the bandage from his mouth.
- It's trap! - shouted Valamar.
And then five ninjas appeared behind Dust. Dust and Demian took swords.
- Wait! - said main ninja - We don't want to fight you - he said and threw sword out. Then he came up to Dust and gave him a paper.
- A message from emperor - he said - Let's go! - he said to other ninjas and they dissapered.
Dust looked at the paper. It was a letter from a king of mafia.
I know, who are you, Dust, and I know, that you wanted to kill me tomorrow. But I think - why do we need this sensless war? We want a peace, not because we fear you, believe we have enough forces to kill you and your friends, no, we want a peace as good thing for each other. Come to me at the main center building (I know, you know where it is) and we'll talk. You can even bring your weapons and friends with you if you'll feel more safe. But remember, all your agression will end bad.
I'm waiting for you.
Emperor
Dust gave paper to Demian and he read it.
- Should we come to him tomorrow, what do you think? For me it doesn't seems good, but I always heard, that ninjas are reliable and never crush their promises. But what do you think? - asked Dust to Demian.
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Sometimes I'm about to yell: "It is flat you idiots!" But I don't wanna die in fire.
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Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted February 28, 2009 07:48 AM |
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After reading the note twice Demian said:
- I was given several similiar 'invitations' a long time ago. Even before the...
- Before what?- asked Vlad
- You know less, you'll sleep more calmly- Demian replied
- So what about those 'invitations'?- asked Dust
- Those? Those were just invitations to talk with various gang leaders that i was assignet to kill. Most of them turned out to be a trap. I think that we can trust the mafia boss. Japanese are one of the few people who understand the word 'honor'.
A cloaked figure appeared right next to Demian, schocking Valamar in the process. The figure was wearing a coat with a hood similiar to Demian's, but its hands and face were wrapped in bandages, leaving a small gap for the mouth and eyes.
- Are you sure about that?- asked Ankou
- Definetely.
- Who's that?- asked Dust
- That's Ankou. He is my guardian. Without him i couldn't beaten those ninjas so quickly. We'll go to meet the mafia boss. But first i'll need to replenish my supplies. I'll be back in a few hours. Ankou, get back in the blade.
Demian walked out.
- So, this Dust fellow. Can we trust him?- whispered Ankou.
- Of course. He's a mercenary like me. But his sharpeared buddy is giving me doubts. I rather watch my back if i were Dust.
- Where to first?
- The local gunsmith. I need more ammo, esscpecially explosive ones.
- But aren't all shops closed at this time of night.
- Thats why we're going to Takagi's place.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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Promising
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Staright out of line
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posted March 01, 2009 10:18 AM |
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At the morning all were prepared. It turned out that Demian bought some weaopons somewhere at night. Then they all went to the "Dragon Tongue" main center building. When they reached it, they saw a few strong lizardmen guards.
- Who are you? Have you any invitations? - asked one of them.
- I'm Dust and they are my friends - answered Dust.
- Enter, please - said guard and opened door.
They entered. One servant came up to them.
- Good morning, sirs. Come in, I'll lead you to the emperor room, follow me - he said and led them.
They entered in the big room in the old japanise style. They saw an old man dressed like old japanise emperor.
- You are the emperor? - asked Dust.
- Yes, my boy - answered emperor.
- So tell me, what this crystal is? Why do you want it so much?
- My boy, crystal is nothing. It's just a very big and expensive jeweller. This campaign was planned only for getting money. But it turned out very different. We were lucky that you decided to try to disturb us.
- Explain.
- My name is Mitsushi Takeyda, have heared it before?
- Mitsushi Takeyda? Yes, I remember something so. But I can't remember where I have heared it.
- Maybe from your father?
- Yes, from my father, but how does he belong to that?
- My boy, what do you know about your father?
- He were soldier and died in Great War.
- What a poor knowlege. Let me tell you the truth.
- What truth?
- Your father was one of us, he worked for our organisation for a long time.
- It's impossible!
- No, it is truth, my boy. And can you remember the race of Demons, which was destroyed in the War? They are still exists in the world, by the way. So, we saw that demons are more organically developed than humans or lizardmen. We found that these advantages originates from their blood. We decided to extract special organoids from their blood and put them into the human's blood. And we did it with a lot of people, even with you. Yes, your father had no choice, he had to choose between your death and your demon blood. He was real father, but we had to kill him some time after. So we put demon's organoids in human's blood, but they didn't work. We saw that we need catalisator to make it work, but we didn't manage to find it. We tried with many elemants, but forgot about one: poisons. And when poisoned ninja's blade impaled you, poison affected your blood and transformed it into half-demon's. Now your regenerations is higher and you can become enraged in combat, what makes you a great advantage. We spied you and we saw that. Now thanks to you we can restore this project and create army of beastmen! We want you to work for our organisation, what do you think?
Dust laughed.
- What is so funny in my offer? - asked emperor.
- It's obvious. You killed my father, you transformed me into beastmen, I'd say... never!
- Very well, so we have to kill you and your friends, but we promised not to attack you here, so go away and be prepared...
They left building.
- What now? - asked Demian.
- Now we will fight... - said Dust.
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Sometimes I'm about to yell: "It is flat you idiots!" But I don't wanna die in fire.
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kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted March 01, 2009 01:55 PM |
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<House of Ryunora Takagi>
Demian knocked at the door. An old man with a rifle opened the door.
- Get out of my pro... - He lowered his gun.- Oh Demian san, its you. Come in.
Demian walked in. The old man looked at his face.
- Don't you ever age? Nevermind, don't answer that. So what brings you at my place? It has to be important if you have the nerve to get here in the middle of the night.
- it is Takagi sama. I've been thinking about you've said.
- Really? Oh, where are my manners? Right this way.- they walked into the livingroom.- Ayana!
A teenage girl wearing a dark blue kimono entered.
- Yes grandpa?
- Make some tea for me and Demian san.
- Right away.- she bowed down and left.
- So, do you reconsidered my offer?
- About joining the Deathsworn? It's been few years since you offered that. I thought it over about a hundred times, and my decision is... Yes. I'll join.
The girl brought the tea.
- Thanks Ayana.- Said Demian. The girl blushed and bowed down.
- Ayana, you can go now- said Takagi. The girl bowed down and left the room.
- I'm sorry that I have to do this without any ceremonies.
- That is quite allright. I hate that oficial crap.
- Right. - he grabbed a small black box and opened it. A necklace bearing the symbol of Ouroboros and a pentagram was in it. - So... I, Ryunora Takagi, magister of the Deathsworn give you, Demian Ravenclaw, this insignia of our order. You are now a part of our order. Carry this insignia with honor.
- I will. Thank you for granting me this honor. There is another matter that i want to speak with you about.
- Let me guess. Ammunition?
- And lots of it. Tommorow we'll face thd Dragon's Tongue.
The old man lifted his right eyebrow
- Really? In this case... I have just the right thing for you. Right this way.
They walked to the basement. The old man opened one of the cabinets.
- Here, two thousand explosive projectiles filled with uranium. And esspecially for you, thousand silvered pulad bullets.
- Thanks Takagi sama. I have a friend who might want a good ranged weapon. He's a deserter.
- In here? Weird... I just might have something.- He opened cabinets one after another mumbling something under his nose- Here it is.
He took out a small briefcase and opened it. The briefcase contained two guns which resembled a H&K MP-7, a submachine gun used in early 21st century.
- A compact sub-machine gun named 'Scorpion'. Uses .30 caliber bullets. Fast and versatile. Much better than those gargantuan rifles deserters usually use.
- Takagi sama, you're too much.
- No big deal. I always favourited you. And if you going against the Dragon tongue, you'll need the best equipment.
- Thank you once more Takagi sama. I must go now- he took the ammo and the briefcase.- Farewell.
Demian walked out into the night.
"So it begins"- thought Demian.
<Morning>
Demian walked into the room and found Dust and Vlad already were waken up.
-Take these- he threw the briefcase and several loaded rounds on Dust's bed.- Don't complain about the size. Their fire power speaks for them. And try to look your best. Its a big shot Yakuza boss we're getting to, not a retarded boss of wannabe bandit gang.
Demian took off his coat and t-shirt. Dust saw Demian's lean but muscular arms. On both of Demian's shoulders were two tatoos. One was a drawing of a rising raven, the other depicted a head of a howling wolf.
- Why are you wearing that gauntlet all the time?
Demian smiled, but his eyes remained serious.
- Trust me my friend, you DO NOT want to know.
He examined his t-shirt. Tears in the chest were left by a ghouls claw. Demian threw them in the carbage bin.
- Wont need that annymore. Stupid ghoul. Those were my favourite.
- Those tatoos. What are they? Just curious- Dust quickly added
- Those? Just a family tradition. The eldest son always bears the symbols of the family.- he tied his hair into a pony tail ant put on the coat again- We better get a move on. They like punctuality.
<Later that day, outside the Dragon Tongue's main compound>
- That went well- said Ankou after the audience with the emperor.
- Do I hear a bit of sarcasm in your voice? At first they want peace, now they threaten us. Yakuza has degraded over the years. Lost their style.
- Can you take out the emperor?- asked Dust.
- Not a easy task, but not impossible either. Rushing to him right now would be like a suicide. With about few weeks of planning and with a proper equipment this could work out. Lets just deal with his thugs for a while, then we'll decide what to do. For now, we need to get off Japan.
- To where?
Demian took out the package
- Australia. I need to find out what the hell is this. Lets go.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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Supreme Hero
Staright out of line
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posted March 01, 2009 07:22 PM |
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Group went to airport and bought atickets to Australia. "There is defenately something weird in that. If crystal is only jeweller, Tronkdom wouldn't care so much. I must find the truth after we finish Demian's business in Australia" - thought Dust.
When they were reaching the plain, suddenly 5 strange looking ninjas appeared. Their movements were similar to the predator animals.
- They created a beastmen! - shouted Dust. Then he took his new gun and shot one of them, but he jumped off.
- Hide! - shouted Dust. They hid before big boxes.
- This creatures are difficult to defeat, we need a plan - said Dust.
- Come on! You are beastmen too, you can't crush them? - asked Vlad.
- No, I'm not so powerful as at first moment... wait, that's it! Demian, you still have this orange liquid you gave me once? - asked Dust.
- Yes of course, here you are - said Demian and gave him a bottle.
- Hurry, they are close - said Vlad.
Dust opened bottle and drunk. The result was sudden and strange. His eyes became red and muscules became bigger. His voice became growling. Dust got up and stood before ninjas.
- Come to your father! - he roared.
Demian saw a fear on their faces. And after ten seconds all ninjas were lieing on the floor with broken bones and spines. Rage left Dust and he knelt without power.
- Demian, what was... that... liquid?
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Sometimes I'm about to yell: "It is flat you idiots!" But I don't wanna die in fire.
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kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted March 01, 2009 09:36 PM |
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- Just a rejuvenation potion i use to heal various injuries. Though for me it requires a slightly more time, about an hour or so. Though the side efect has a greater efect on you.
- What side efect?
- Nothing special. Increased strenght and recklessness. - he took out a cell phone and dialed something. - Lets go outside.
- What for?
- Our flight. I don't trust the public planes.
They went outside walking near the hangars.
- Fourth, fifth, sixth... Right. Here it is. Hangar nr. 7. Our ride is in here.
The hangar's door opened and a silvered jet emerged. On the jet's tail was a emblem symbolising an ouroboros and a pentagram. Demian put on his insignia.
- We'll be traveling in this?- Asked Dust.
- Yes. What do you expected? An old speeder?
Dust stood silent for a minute. The door of the jet opened. A young woman with a cherry red kimono stood in front of the trio. She bowed to Demian. He did the same.
- Demian san. I'm glad that you finnally joined our order.
- Konoko san. I'm glad too. These are my companions. Dust and Valamar.
- Come this way.
The jet was built for comfort and luxury. Dust already invaded the mini bar. Valamar was allready snoozing in one of the seats. Demian sat by the table and Dust joined him with a bottle of vodka.
- So, whats this order?
- The Deathsworn. A order of high skilled assassins. I got the invitation few years ago. I only joined recently.
- So if you're a fresh member, why they're giving you this baby?
- The magister is a friend of mine. He also supplied us with ammo and made your "Scorpions".
- And Konoko is..?
- A member of the Deathsworn. She had a crush on me when we first met.
- We're ready to take off now- said Konoko
- Right. Dust, i know russians like vodka, but be carefull with that. There's no telling what we can encounter when we get off this plane.
- Of course.
The jet took off. Demian watched through the window.
- A toast.- Said Dust- May god blesses us as we unravel this mistery!
- To us. - Said Demian, and dranked his vodka. He shuddered- good stuff. Now excuse me, i need to talk to Konoko
- Allright.
Demian walked into the pilot's cabin. The autopilot was on, and Konoko was relaxing in her chair.
- So this deserter fellow you brought along. Is he trustworthy?
- He is a mercenary. I trust him.
- And that elf? What was his name again? Valamar?
- He's giving me doubts. No matter. If he tries anything funny i'll kill him myself.
- I see you haven't changed a bit... Still the same aditude you had ten years ago...
- I never change. Believe me. There's something you should know about Dust. Yakuza messed with his genes. He now possesses enhanced strenght, agility and almost instant regeneration when combined with a rejuvenation potion.
- Is he..?
- With Yakuza? Hell no! He sent a big fat "go to hell" to the emperor. Now we have their thugs chasing after us.
Konoko smiled
- I would done the same if you asked me. Your friend is wise, but a bit rude.
- Thats the price you've got to pay when being a mercenary all your life.
- Guess so. We'll land in Melbourne after a few hours.
- Right. I'm heading back to keep company to Dust.
Demian walked back to his seat. Dust had beaten half of the bottle, and was snoozing. Demian grabbed a bottle of scotch and sat down.
" A half-demon, yet remains human as much as possible. And that crystal Dust mentioned. What is it? Far more than just a jewel. No gem is worth that much"- Thought Demian.-"So strange... I bet that the emperor didn't said everything. He's definetely hiding something... And Valamar... He's a shady character, no doubt. I'd better watch him carefully"- Though Demian, as the jet flew to Melbourne
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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Staright out of line
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posted March 02, 2009 09:28 PM |
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Plane arrived in Melbourne. When group bought house and solved all accomodation problems, Dust took a bottle with rejuvenation potion.
- Don't drink it now! - yelled Demian and smiled.
- That's really not funny - said Dust - Even I don't know, what can it cause, it's dangerous. I have to discover myself to know it. And I have to learn, how to make this thing. I'm not a quite fool in chemistry. So it will took a few days. But the result... Last time it ended well, but what next?.. And what does this liquid do with my blood actually? If I manage to discover that, I think I will get this rage under control. But what do we need to do here in Australia?
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Sometimes I'm about to yell: "It is flat you idiots!" But I don't wanna die in fire.
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kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted March 03, 2009 06:25 AM |
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- This concoction enhances your natural regeneration and resistante to poison and diseases, but it isn't wise to drink it while being healthy. At first you need to see a skilled doctor, instead of experimenting of your own.
Tommorow we're head towards mount Uluru. There's an abandoned dwarwen forge where few of my friends reside. I'd recommend not to rent our transport. Konoko will supply us with a half-track for our journey. There, we'll find out what that stupid package contains.
- A doctor? Look, i really...
- This is for your own good. The last time it was at least controllable. Who knows, maybe next time you just pounce onto us.
- But isnt Yakuza looking for us? So how can we walk straight into a doctor's office?
- Do you really think that i would trust a simple doctor? No way. We're going to Deathsworn's healer unit.
- But first things first.- Konoko entered with four food packs- Let's eat.
The lunch consistet of a roast beef, several types of salad and mineral water.
- I still don't get it. Why i must go?- asked dust when they were walking to the Deathsworn's healer unit.
- Geez Dust, you're sounding like a child. I told you. We need to put your demonic side under control.
They approached a hospital.
- Just a disguise.- explained Demian to Dust.
They entered the building. Inside there were several guards, and a bunch of scientists roaming the corridor.
- Here- Pointed Demian at a gilded oaken door and knocked.
- Come in- said an old voice.
The group entered the room. An old man with smart eyes and a calm smile was sitting behind his desk.
- Ahh... Demian. And this must be Mr. Dust?
- Yes.
- Right. Come this way. I'll need a sample of your blood.
- What for?
- To create a potion that will enhance your demonic side, but keep you under control. In other words when morphing into a demon you will keep your senses.- he took the vial with Dust's blood.- The potion will be delivered to you tommorow in the morning.
- Let's go.- Said Demian- we need to rest before the journey.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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