De Antiqua Tenebrae (The Ancient Darkness) RP One on one

[Chickenhorrormovie]

"Oh come now Caden where is your sense of adventure and this place has been vacant for centuries why on earth would there be any traps?" He knew that is was probably best that they should continue towards the exit but it had been the first time that these doors had ever opened for him, "Look The rest of you need to leave for your protection...Caden and I will be behind you in just a short bit. I wouldn't want to be responsible for your deaths because you decided to wait on me." He could tell that they disagreed about leaving him and Caden behind but his persistence made them continue forth to safety. Af turned his head to see Caden already in the room and with his hands still dripping blood he followed in after him. With the room better lit he could see shelves of books lining the walls but more importantly a plaque that had been engraved on the coffin and kneeling down he wiped the dust from it so that he could make out a name,"Alloces...That is the name of our Dominion. I wonder what it means? Demons don't bury the dead they don't care if your corpse stinks above the soils." Pushing his weight upwards he got to his feet now curious when he felt a breeze coming from under the tomb's lid. Leaning into the stone coffin he began to glide the heavy lid off its surface to get a peek of it's contents but when he forced it open just enough he found nothing. Accept only a deep abyss that perpetuated darkness and unwelcoming sense of hate. "I think I am getting a sense that you were right about this but if this tomb has no body then what we are smelling? What is that awful stench of deat-..." His words were then abruptly cut off as a blood curdling screech echoed out from the tomb along with a black shadow that seemed to be lunging for his face and this sent Af jumping backwards before tripping onto his back. The torch that had lit the room in Caden's hand also illuminated a horrifying scene onto the ceiling and it was made clear to why the room had its stench. "Caden!!! Look up!" His eyes widen in disgust at the sight of the gruesome display plastered over the ceiling making him further regret his curiosity. Corpses of massacred deities lay decayed on the ceiling's surface with their eyes gouged from their sockets and their shriveled wings matted to one another as if it were some sort of twisted mural for whoever was meant to be in that coffin. But their had been one in particular that caught his eye which countered the tale that the Ventus knew so well. Her description matching every detail in the legends and there she was plastered like a torphy along the wall. Af gasped in disbelief with tears streamed down his face her name slipped his tongue, "L...Lu..Lucis....this can not be. I do not understand!" Despite what had tried to attack him he laid in shock being unable to move as it came back cursing in an strange tongue for them ever having disturbed the spirits eternal rest.

Navi’s heart pounded hard as she watched the priest sacrifice his life for them. It wouldn't have mattered how he went out either by choice or force. He had already made that decision when he agreed to use the Temus staff against its creator. A punishment that meant disaster for any guardian to use the tool they wielded against their master. After the horrid ordeal had been over she looked at Du’an with concern and found it strange for him to be asking if she was alright now since he had been the blunt of the attack. “I’m fine but your wounds…your hurt bad.” She had started to place her hands on his back but found Candle’s temper to be a little distracting and for the moment all the terror left her body as she watched the little girl scold a Deity. She smiled with a giggle as she pointed her out to Du’an, “That looks funny seeing a little girl have such an attitude with an adult…..its like seeing an elf get in a fight with a e’lic.” For the moment she was happy even though she never made a bit of sense she had finally started to act a little normal. Then after regaining her focus she gently ran her hands down Du'an's back healing his wounds from his back and any other part that need attention before pecking a kiss on his check. When they appeared at the alter near her home she giggled even more at the strange sensation that Du’an’s transfer spell had on her but after recognizing where she was at. Navi began running to her home like it was the only safe spot in the world. The awful images of Belail returned and she couldn’t help but run to her father’s room and hiding in his closest she clung tight to one of his garments as if it were some kind of security blanket.


Vole a heavy demon brute came charging over the hill as he seen Nirvana attack his clan members. Knowing that it would be best to try to eliminate the rebellious Aduros that could threaten Belail’s very plans. He charged uprooting a small tree from the ground to use as a weapon and when he was only a few short feet away he swung its trunk against the back of her legs. He sent her body up into the air knocking her off her feet before repositioning the large piece off wood vertically over her stomach that came swooshing down over her torso slamming Nirvana into the ground. “Haha that will teach your kind for ever betraying your king.” He snorted in hate thinking that he had knocked the wind out of her.

Belail shifted his head over his shoulder after stepping away from Maeva he let out a low grumble in pleasure at the feel of her petting his genitals before allowing his tongue to wag, “Will see how capable you are until then your promises are just words. I have had too many failures in one day it has become pestilential! It is partially my fault for letting myself get so easily distracted by your charms. I find it best if I set our paths astray so more can be accomplished.” He winked at her with a vindictive grin exposing his clenched teeth that fitted nicely between each gap like a jigsaw puzzle before fading into a thick vale of black smog. Intrusting her with the responsibility that he had placed upon her shoulders he left in a bolt, thrusting across the open ominous heavens like a comet flaring through the night sky. Believing that she was more then capable to perform her duties without his overbearing surveillance. His essence free of it's vessel cruised through the heavens and his Stygian soul streaked the sky in darkness. His Hazed atman pitched towards the ground piercing through the solid surface he submerged himself deep with in the confines of his decrepit fortress. Belail's body materialized and his feet hit the floor with a loud thud that echoed down the endless corridors. It had been ages since he had walked these very halls and was less then pleased to see it in such a poor state. His dark blade hovered over his backbone remaining aligned along his slinking spine he stalked the halls repairing the damage that had occurred from aging with time. The palace took on a life of its own at the presence of Belail the inscriptions illuminated the floors and walls with a subtle blue luster that emulated his hard cold eyes. The passageways shifted making the path that was once traveled diverse which only confused those who were trapped with in his palace like a fly cornered in a spider’s web. The city of Ac'quida that settled above these ruins slowly began to fade into ash like a memory of a forgotten soul as Belail cleared the area that might block the safe return to the surface of his dark castles. His attention was then suddenly averted when the shifting halls intertwined with the same corridor that Af and Caden were on and their presence was felt with every beat of their hearts. A deviant growl rumbled from his throat he began to advance towards the chamber that they were in and as he neared he could hear the screams of a familiar soul. He stood in front of the door that still had fresh blood dripping from its knob and without hesitation he pressed his tongue against the handle lapping it up as the taste of iron entered his mouth. A delightful moan escaped his lips at the taste of the Aterlupes blood. “Imbeciles! Conjectured that they could escape my grasp but all they have done is catch themselves in the spider's web.” His thoughts ran through his mind while silently opening the door to peer in on them only to see a soldier desecrating the dead by climbing on the lid of the coffin. Belail’s eyes narrowed in rage but curious to know what he was doing he waited watching Af get to his feet with blood soaked rags wrapped around his palms.

With Belail fading out of sight Ariel wasn't expecting Maeva to thrust her to the ground. With her head bouncing off the stone floor she wailed out in pain at the impact, busting the back of her skull leaving her long hair in a pool of dripping blood. The agony of her split skull didn't compare to the pain of her landing on her shattered bond wings. She could hear them cracking under the pressure of Maeva's paw and with streaming tears she barely even heard the orders that her master had given her as Ariel's screams seemed to almost drowned out Maeva's demands. She gazed into Maeva's pitiless eyes almost fearful to ask at where the entrance might be. She had oddly remembered what the fortress looked like and knowing that it had many entrances that would shift with the moving walls. She avoided asking and decided that she would pick a suitable spot out side the perimeter of the castle walls. She nodded her head and in pain she gave Maeva a response, "Yes my queen anything you want." Relief washed over her as her master left her behind with Amaya and she quickly got to her feet to alleviate the pain that had been placed upon her wings, "Stupid bitch was it really necessary to snap my wings again!" Brushing her bare legs off with her hands she had suddenly gained the courage to speak up after Maeva was out of hears shot. She now looked over at Amaya since she had been left behind to help, "So which idiot do you want to lug around the one draped in sheets or the jaw less one with his cock exposed?" She asked with a cynical laugh since with each passing moment she was loosing her moral being as a deity.
Kabol screamed out at Maeva as he got to his feet after being kicked by the hateful dark lord he flared his arms trying to get her attention, "Hey what am I suppossed to do? Am I not important to you anymore?" Seeing that he hadn't even gotten her attention he slumped over crossing his arms in irritation.

 

[Tala Lakota]

"My sense of adventure has been replaced by my sense of duty to keep you alive so that you can continue to lead whatever refugees we find when we get out of this godforsaken place,” Caden answered as he stepped into the dark room. He wished Caflice were there, his Sergeant would’ve probably been able to convince the king to keep going, but he couldn’t help being curious himself as he looked around. Seeing nothing obvious that would attack Af, Caden sheathed his sword, listening to Af talk about demons and their dead, “Alloces,” he sounded out the name, but couldn’t really put a gender to it, “maybe it’s a teacher or a mate.” He wasn’t actually looking at Af as the king opened the coffin but he turned at his confused tone, his brow furrowed, he was about to offer an opinion when the shadow leapt out the coffin at him. “Your Highness!” he exclaimed dashing over and getting between the coffin and Af. “Are you o--” he stopped talking as Af told him to look up and he when he did he couldn’t believe what he saw there. He found he couldn’t move as he stared in horrid disbelief at his god, at the deity he had worshiped fervently since childhood, but then the angered curses of the shadow-spirit broke through and brought him back to himself and, doing the only thing he could think of, he ran around to the other side of the coffin and held his hand up toward the shadow. A brilliant, white ball of light burst into existence between the king and the spirit and then spread out into a shining wall which then bore down on the spirit and forced it back into the coffin. He picked his knee up and kicked the lid of the coffin back on. Then he ran back over to Af asking, “Are you okay?” He knelt by him and checked to make sure he wasn’t wounded. He shook his head but held his ‘I told you so’s and cut off a strip of his cloak to wrap around Af’s hands. When he finished he stood back up and helped Af back to his feet. He tried not to, but he couldn’t help but look back up at the ceiling and felt a few tears slip down his cheeks as he gazed upon the ruined deities again, his eyes coming to a stop on Lucis’s face. He stood there a moment, then muttering, “This is a bad idea,” he stepped up on top of the coffin and attempted to pry her body from the ceiling. With his back to the door and all his concentration on Lucis he had no clue of what lurked behind him.

Du’an smiled softly at her worry and said, “It’s fine, I’ve had worse.” He wasn’t positive that was the truth but he had had plenty of bad wounds before. Surprised by the fact that she could even smile, much less giggle, he couldn’t help but smile as she laughed at Candle and he nodded with a smile, “Yes, it is funny, but she apparently doesn’t have any problem arguing with adults.” He sighed in relief as she healed his injuries and the pain in his back and head faded. “Tha--” he started but her kiss stopped him short and he felt an old familiar fear start to take root in his stomach, but he tried to ignore it, and concentrated on taking them back. Watching her run off he sighed and muttered, “I was worried about that.”
“Then why’d you come here?” Uriel asked as he dropped down off the alter, flapping his wings to keep his balance. “This is really close to the city.”
“Because one: my svine, saddle, and all my traveling things are here, and two:,” he jumped off the alter and the picked up the box containing the piece of Calx that he’d transported there to keep Belail from getting it, “this is kind of important. Still not sure why though, but she wouldn’t’ve sent me in to get it if it weren’t.” He started off at a tired jog after Navi.
“She?” Uriel asked confused.
“You’ll meet her soon enough.”
Uriel rolled his eyes and followed after the mortal.
Du’an stopped when they reached her house and looked at Uriel, “You don’t know how to saddle a svine do you?”
Uriel glared at him, “No, I do not, and even if I did I wouldn’t touch a beast made my Belail.”
Du’an narrowed his eyes and returned the deity’s glare, “Okay, one: the svine can’t help who designed it, and just because it’s designer is evil doesn’t mean it is, and two: you’ve touched me.” Not giving Uriel a chance to respond, Du’an spun away and went into the house and searched for Navi, calling her name worriedly. He finally heard her hiding in the closet and opened the door slowly, “Navi,” he said in a gentle tone, “we can’t stay here, it’s not safe.”

Nirvana was running after a Sanguis that didn’t know she was there while at the same time she didn’t know Vole was there until her feet flew out from under her just as she was about to decapitate her prey. She gave a startled cry that turned into a pained umph as the small tree slammed into her stomach and smashed her to the ground. Her head spun as she looked up at the offending demon and she growled at him with a slightly slurred voice, “I didn’t betray anybody, he betrayed me by forcing me and my family to deal with a curse that we did nothing to warrant, so I’m just fighting back.” She grunted as she threw her legs up and twisted her body then slammed a foot as hard as she could into the demon’s groin then rolled away from him and to her feet, taking deep breaths to clear her head from the disorienting attack. “Aduro!” she shouted and tossed a brilliant ball of light at the demon.

Candle took Dara and Kyra to the thieves little hideaway, as soon as they set foot on the ground again they took off and embraced Kleptein, all three of them not being sure they’d seen the others again. Candle held back a moment, letting them have their moment. She waited until she noticed Brogan staring at her with a disbelieving expression and then grinned at him.
“Candle?!” he gasped, not believing his eyes till she acknowledged him.
“Astute powers of observation, Badger,” she replied using Abdiel’s nickname and making Brogan scowl.
“Wait, are you . . . “
“Dead? Yes, and loving it. You have no idea how obnoxious living in that body is.”
“But, if you’re dead then who’s . . .” he turned and looked at Candle’s unconscious body.
Candle frowned, “Wow, did none of you realize that I had like a hundred broken bones this morning? Or for that matter that there would be no way with all my injures I would’ve been able to get out of that hospital bed for like a year.”
“I did,” Kleptein muttered, leaning tiredly into his mother. Candle and Brogan turned to look at him and he shrugged, “I wasn’t a big enough deal to bring up at the time, besides I figured a healer might’ve tended to you.”
“Okay, whatever,” Brogan said shaking his head, “that doesn’t answer my question.”
“Well maybe this will,” Candle said with a smirk. She floated over and went back into her body. Nothing happened.

§​

“Ina!” Candle called as she soared through her subconscious, a moment later she spotted the turncoat Sanguis sitting down with her face hidden in her knees. “Ina, are you okay?” Candle asked as she drifted over.
“I failed, Candle,” Ina replied in a defeated tone without picking her head up. “You died so that I could use your body to try and warn the Ventus and I failed.”
Candle rolled her eyes, “What is it with you adults and being so upset about death?” Ina picked her head up and looked quizzically at her. “Seriously, I’ve never felt better. Anyway, it’s okay, it’s not your fault, things happen, I’m just glad the only thing you got my body was a nasty bump on the head, you’ve taken better care of it than I did.” She giggled, and then asked, “You ready to go back into your own body now? I think I can make myself wake up now that my body’s healed.”
“Very ready,” Ina said with a smile, getting to her feet.
“Okay, good, just to let you know there’s a group of people waiting to figure out why exactly my body is alive even though I’m dead, but don’t worry, I have control over them like only a kid can.” She winked at Ina’s worried expression then closed her eyes and concentrated.

§​

After several less than exciting minutes Candle suddenly sat up with a gasp, startling everyone of the thieves that was intently watching her. Before anyone could say or do anything a grey smoke started to pour out of her mouth as she coughed, causing Brogan to draw his blade. Candle held up her hand and he lowered his short sword but didn’t put it back in its sheath. It was only a few seconds before the smoke finally finished flowing out of her mouth and then formed back into Ina, who stood there gasping for breath. There was a moment where nobody moved, too stunned to do anything.
Then, with a growl, Brogan lifted his sword and stepped forward. “Brogan,” Candle gasped, just now getting over the coughing fit, and still catching her breath, “stop it. Ina’s a friend.”
“So the demon was right,” Kleptein said slowly.
“Demon?” Candle asked looking at Ina. “I’m guessing that’s why you failed.”
Ina nodded, “Oriax, he caught--”
“Eae,” Brogan interrupted, thrusting his sword back into it’s scabbard and crossing his arms, not taking suspicious eyes off Ina.
“You know?” Ina asked, surprised as her eyes grew wide.
Brogan looked down at his bandaged hand, “I know . . . something.”
Ina sighed, “Oriax . . . wasn’t always a demon. Belail has this ability to put his own blood into others and it changes them until soon they don’t remember who they are, unless they took it willingly, then it just makes them stronger and eviler.”
“He can do that to people?” Kyra asked, disgusted.
“He did it to her,” Dara said quietly in a sudden bout of realization.
“Her?” Kyra and Brogan asked at the same time, everyone turning their attention to him.
“There were two deities, they saved mine and Abdiel’s life earlier. That’s why Du’an wouldn’t kill her. Oh, this is horrible.”
“He can do it to deities?” Kleptein asked surprised.
“Eae was a deity, I think,” Brogan answered.
“Wait, who’s Eae?” Kyra asked.
“Before Oriax, the demon who caught me, was a demon, he was Eae, the deity, before Belail fought and destroyed him.”
“How do you know all this?” Brogan asked, narrowing his eyes suspiciously at her, “Is this common knowledge among your filthy kind?”
Not appearing to take offense at the insult, Ina shrugged, “I’m not very strong, so I decided to be smart instead. I’ve read every book I can get my hands on, and I’ve got one of those ‘remember everything’ memories.”
“So with all that knowledge in your head do you know how to stop him?” Candle asked hopefully.
Ina shook her head, looking at her hands to avoid Brogan’s hateful glare, “Any writings with that information, if it exists, would either be destroyed or only the most trusted of Belail’s subjects would be able to read it and only so that they would know what to prevent.”
“Well you’re very useful,” Brogan said sarcastically.
Ina shot him a glare, “Excuse me for not purposely rising among the ranks just to read a few books, that knowledge to me wasn’t worth murdering the many Ventus I would’ve had to, to make them believe I would do anything for Belail. Look, I don’t like blood, I revile killing people, any people, much less the innocents and children that they often have so much fun torturing. I can’t help what my people do, but I can help what I do and I don’t take part in their practices.”
“And why should we believe you?” he asked with a growl.
“Because it’s extremely hard to lie in your mind,” Candle answered, drawing attention to her. She was leaning heavily on Ina’s leg, since the Sanguis was standing beside her and sitting up was a chore for her at the moment. “Ina and I have shared consciousnesses, it’s near impossible to lie with your thoughts.”
“I still don’t trust her,” Brogan growled.
Ina shrugged, “I’m okay with that, as long as you don’t gut me in my sleep.”
“And what if you decide to gut me in mine?”
“That would be an impressive feat seeing as how I don’t have a blade, and you’re a very light sleeper.”
“Because that bit of information makes me trust you more. How do you know that?”
“I know everything about you that Candle knows, I gleaned most of her memories when I was in her body. So, yes, I know why you hate the Sanguis so much, and no, I wasn’t a part of that. We need to be moving, Belail will be raising his old city soon, and we’re nowhere near far enough away.”
“And what if you’re taking us right to them?”
Ina rolled her eyes, “If that were my plan would I not be attempting to get more important people that a small band of thieves?”
“I don’t claim to know anything about Belail’s plans, but I do--”
“Right, you don’t know anything about Belail or his plans and he has bigger fish to eat alive than you. Now you either nee--”
“Brogan!!” a desperate call interrupted her and Brogan spun around to see one of the thieves that had run off to fight the Sanguis, running back to them.
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“Brun!” Kleptein said, getting to his feet and grabbing the exhausted man by the arm, steadying him, “what happened.”
“It was a slaughter, I don’t think we even killed one. I took off as soon I realized we weren’t going to make any kind of a difference, I think I’m the only one that got away.”
“See?” Brogan growled, “I told ya’ll it was a fool’s errand. I tried to get you to not go, but no one listened to me . . .”
Kleptein stopped paying attention to Brogan’s rant and noticed his sword hanging off Brun’s hip He hadn’t given it to Brun had he?. “Hey, Brun--” he started, but was disrupted by a sharp intake of breath from the other thief. He looked up and followed his gaze. Ina had stepped out from behind Brogan and the two of them were staring wide eyed at each other. All the exhaustion seemed to have gone out of Brun.
“Samil,” Ina whispered in disbelief.
“Well, you being back in your own body will make this easier.”
“What?” Brogan asked, stepping to the side and looking from one to the other.
“Kill him!” Ina said suddenly. “He’s a Sanguis.”
But before any of them could make a move, he pulled out of Kleptein’s supportive grip, grabbed the boy’s arm, twisted it behind his back while simultaneously drawing his sword with the other hand which he then pressed against the young thief’s neck.
“Kleptein!” Kyra cried as she and Dara surged to their feet at the same time. Kyra started forward but Dara grabbed her arm to stop her knowing if either of them tried anything their son would surely be killed.
“Hand her over,” he said nodding at Ina, “and I’ll let him live. Otherwise all of you will die and I’ll take him to Belail for a little snack.”
Kyra let out a choked sob and before she could be either defended or given up Ina stepped forward, making Candle nearly fall as her support left, and said, “Let him go Samil, I’ll go with you.”
Samil smirked and tsked, “My my Ina, you certainly do fit in here well. Willingly going back to be punished by Belail, just to save a boy you don’t know who will die or be enslaved soon anyway.”
Ina shuddered at the thought of what she knew Belail would do to her, but she didn’t stop walking towards the other Sanguis, “I do know him Samil, she replied drawing upon Candle’s memories. I know his name, his parents’ names, I know his best friend isn’t here and that’s killing him, I know he thinks of Candle as a little sister, I know he’s a great thief and a good boy, and I know that he’s a strong fighter.” She scowled as Samil stepped backwards a bit, pulling Kleptein away from the others. “Let. Him. Go. Samil.”
Samil smirked and thrust Kleptein away from him and grabbed Ina’s wrist in the same movement, yanking her roughly close and sneering at her, “Oh, I’ll be well rewarded for bringing you back.”
He raised his sword and, misinterpreting his intent, Candle yelled, “No!” and her spirit leapt from her body and dove at him. Her soul slammed into his chest and his sword arm dropped as he screamed. At that moment several Sanguis leapt out of the thick undergrowth behind them and set upon the thieves. Samil dropped his blade and clutched at his head, still screaming. Ina bent down and grabbed it then ran at the attacking Sanguis, but before she could get very far, Kleptein grabbed his sword from her and jumped into the fray, and it was a good thing he did ‘cause as he set about disemboweling the Sanguis he was obviously a much better fighter than she was.
Ina didn’t know what to do, she didn’t have any weapon to help with the fight and even if she did she wouldn’t’ve been of much use. Quite suddenly though Samil’s screaming ended and she looked at him and he grinned at her saying, “That was surprisingly easy.” With that comment he dashed into the skirmish drawing a long knife on from his belt. Ina started to attack him from behind when she realized with some confusion that he was attacking the Sanguis.
“Go!” Brogan shouted as he beheaded one of the attackers, clearing a small hole where a few of the thieves dashed through and started to run away from the captured city. Ina dashed towards it, not knowing what else to do. She made it through, grabbing a small kid that was lagging behind and carrying him out of danger. She looked back as the gap closed and a few of the thieves were stuck fighting the Sanguis, barely holding their own. She handed the kid off to another as she watched Kyra turn back, and realized both Dara and Kleptein were still fighting. She watched in first elation and then horror as the two of them, plus Brogan and Samil broke through and dashed away from the five remaining Sanguis, saw Dara gave Kyra a reassuring smirk as they neared her but it vanished when he saw a horrified look on her face as she continued to run towards them and then past her husband and straight at her son. Kleptein’s eyes grew wide as his mother dashed straight for him and he grunted as she slammed him roughly aside. “Kyra!” Dara screamed as he spun around and watched her get cut down by the sword that had been meant for their son. He started to run back but Brogan, seeing she was already dead, grabbed him and pushed him after the others, Samil doing the same with Kleptein who was fighting against him to get to his mother.
In a brief moment of strength brought on by anger at the death of the woman, Ina raised her hand at the pursuing Sanguis as they jumped over Kyra’s lifeless body and she shouted, “Incohare ornus!” Each of the attackers stopped chasing and started screaming, dropping their weapons and clutching at themselves as their skin and fur started to fade to grey and then flake off, blowing away in the wind. Ina watched as they turned to ash and disintegrated. She was broken from the trance as the ground started to shake beneath them and she knew Belail had begun to raise his fortress. “Run!” she screamed at them, even though she knew it was too late.

Maeva heard Kabol’s indignant shouts but didn’t even twitch an ear towards him. She figured if telling him he had to fend for himself now wasn’t enough maybe ignoring him would sink the message in. She watched with a smirk as the buildings of Ac'quida started to turn to ash, a sense of profound satisfaction washed through her as the castle she’d lived in for so long while worming her way into the king’s trust was reduced to nothing and floated away on the wind. Looking down again she saw that everyone had assembled so she spread her wings and stepped off the wall, dropping to the ground below, waiting till she was only about ten feet off the ground before she flapped her powerful wings to slow her descent. Feeling the ground start to shake below her she knew that they wouldn’t have time to get away from the rising castle on foot so she closed her eyes and started to mutter a long spell. By the time she was finished speaking the ground’s shaking had become so bad that it made it hard for those standing on two feet to keep from falling to the ground and just as the tallest spires started to pierce the ground a black light started to swirl around Maeva and then, leaving a trail where ever it went, surrounded the group of new slaves and Sanguis and then grew to a dome that covered them all then vanished, taking them with it.
Only a moment later the light appeared as a small black sphere underneath the blood-red beacon that Belail had set up as a place for her to take them while they waited for the old city to be restored. She looked over them to make sure everything was in order then moved away from them and lay down, licking blood from her paws while waiting for Belail’s signal to return.

Amaya watched Maeva as she gave the orders to Ariel, but waited until the demoness took off before walking towards Ariel. She smirked as she got close to the ex-deity and heard her complaining about Maeva. Her eyebrows rose at how she worded the question, she couldn’t believe how fast Belail’s dark magic had changed the deity. “Here,” she said stepping around behind her and carefully taking the bases of her wings in her hands, “Moloch taught me a couple healing spells.” She muttered a few words and could feel Ariel’s shattered wings melding together and becoming solid again then did the same to the back of her head. “I’ll take the priest,” she said as she stepped away from Ariel and went over to Chamuel’s body, or what was left of it anyway. She hauled the dead man onto her shoulder then looked at Kabol and rolled her eyes, “You lost any importance to her when you laughed at Belail. Which, admittedly, it did look funny, an old white fox touching her like that, but still, you should’ve kept your mouth shut.” She stopped talking when the ground below them started to shake and she grimaced, “Oh great, this is going to be awkward.”​

 

[Chickenhorrormovie]

A heart chilling cry wept out from the spirit’s maw when the sphere of light cascaded over the dark chambers. Alloces’s was reminded of her painful death and the once aggressive apparition had an expression of pity that seemed to change the feel of the room. With no where to hide she found herself forced to escape to the only place that could comfort her in darkness and without delaying her movements any further she glided back to the safe return of her hallow dank tomb. Af laid on his back in awe at on how quickly the spirit’s mood had changed but was more relieved to see it being locked back into its prison like casket. He knew he would never hear the end of this from Caden and was a little surprised that he hadn’t heard him mention anything about being right as he only asked about his well being, “No I am fine besides the wounds on my hands I sustained no injuries…I just didn’t expect to have an angry spirit charge at me but I suppose that was my fault for disturbing its rest. “ Sitting up he watched Caden wrap his wounds while trying to avoid the horrific sight that dangled above their heads but the image made such a strong statement that it just couldn’t be ignored, “I don’t understand the disrespectful display of those poor deities bodies and Lucis how on earth did he mount her body to the ceiling from his prison.” He asked after Caden had helped to his feet brushing the dirt from his legs never knowing that Belail had approached from behind the slightly opened door. Af gave a queer look as he watched his guard climb upon the coffin lid and was in disbelief to see Caden that compelled to try and wrench Lucis’s body from the rest of the rotting deities, “I…I…don’t think you should touch her she might shatter in your hands and on top of that I am not getting a good feeling about this….we should just scavenge the book shelves that line the walls for anything useful and leave. I think messing with one dead person is enough.” He wanted to pull her down as much as Caden but his instincts told him other wise and he was right about them. He swore he saw her head twitch as if to get a better look at Caden with her gouge out sockets. Her hallow casing filled with evil no longer held the presence of good and to any of those who tried to tear the many deities from the wall would get a rude awakening. A curled smile zipped across Belail’s wicked visage as he observed Lucis’s decayed corpse abruptly latch onto Caden’s neck with her stale hand. With a breached jaw she began robbing the breath from his lungs. A cynical laugh had filled the room upon the dark lord's entry he sealed the door tight behind him to ensure there was no place to escape. He couldn’t help but be amused to see Caden in such a vulnerable state as his sarcastic tongue began to wag once more, “Tsk tsk playing with corpses I thought that was something below you Ventus or should I say cur? The Azels were a better craft then any of you worthless cattle.” Af had started to charge at Belail with his blade but the dark lord only glared at him with his spell bounding eyes which locked the Ventus king’s feet to the floor, “Tut tut tut…ah ah ahhh….That wouldn’t be very wise to attack someone who was about to let your soldier free from death’s grasp now would it?” He grinned maliciously at Af before turning his attention to Caden’s weakening body and with a flick of his wrist along with a command he spoke to the murderous corpse, “That is enough throw him to the floor I think he has learned his lesson.” Af still unable to move thought about thrusting his dagger into the air to peirce Belail’s heart but he knew better then to just chuck his weapon into an undying demon and so all he could do was use his words but first he called out to Caden to see if he was alive, “Caden…Caden please tell me if your alright. Belail you filthy demon if you killed him I will make sure I will find away to make you pay for that! You should be punished for this twisted disrespectful display of all these poor deities you have tortured.” Belail’s devious smile was wiped from his face and was replaced with a stern expression leaning in with an angry tone, “I have already paid for these filthy deities and you know nothing about why I do what I do. These deities don’t belong in my realm and they don’t deserve the worship of my offspring and when I say that I mean your kind that so proudly call yourself Ventus but since you deny your maker why pity you. All of you are fools you think that stupid divine Lucis went through such a painful death just to save your oppression from me. What did I ever do to your ancestors to deserve such neglect…hmmm lets see oh I gave your kind life, I provided the food you still devour upon to this very day and amongst other things. Your longevity was grand and so was your lustful appetites! Never ceasing your opportunities to overpopulate I fed upon the weaker spawn who would have thrown of the balance. Lucis may have given the light you all so envied but she didn’t risk her life for your freedom she risked it for her child that I had planned on eating. She just told your ancestors that she was going to set the oppressed free by murdering me so that she could really rescue her child. She did a good job of ruining my order here but no more I am through with trying to convince you betrayers to fall back in line.” His wisdom rang true as he begun to hoist his dark fortress to the surface and earth around them rattled at the force of it breaking through the ground above. Belail never told him the real reason to why he had murdered so many deities and they would probably never know the meaning behind it since he had never told anything about his past. Af naturally didn’t believe Belail’s story and couldn’t see Lucis not wanting to save them from their demise, “You lie demon why in world would I ever believe you all you do is live off the agony of others and no wonder they didn’t want to worship you. You are heartless, unforgiving and spiteful! How could anyone bow to someone who lacks compassion and enjoys the taste of young?” A sharp pain had filled Af’s body as Belail grew more enraged by what he thought was ignorance and he snarled out at him like he was scolding a child, “Every thing has meaning to someone including the creatures of this realm you feast upon but do you mind if to take there lives no because you have to eat so don’t you go lecturing me on my order! I don’t care if you don’t believe me you Ventus never have so why start now but since you two want to make yourself comfortable why don’t you do it in the dungeons.” With the entire Fortress restored to its former glory Af and Caden found themselves encased deeper within the over sized palace behind the bars of a ominous a dark prison. The over grown forest a top the surface began to uproot and anything in the dark lord’s castle’s path would be demolished by the massive walls that had begun to penetrate the ground. The castle that he had erected the night before vanished as if it were a mirage. It had served it's purpose as a sign to the Ventus that he had returned to reclaim rule over his dominion. With the intruders out of his path he walked the many confusing halls slowly making his way back to the throne room that he had been trapped in for a couple centuries. The massive ancient city would soon house the many Sanguis, demons and slaves within in the walls of his fortress and this time he would pity no one who would dare question his rule.

Ariel was surprised that Amaya had bothered to heal her wings because only moments earlier she was hissing at her. "I suppose this could help get us out from under the direct path of the rising fortress and what's wrong don't you want to touch his penis?" She laughed sindly asking while walking over to Caflice's cold lifeless body. The effects of Belail's taint had already imbedded into her personality as well as her changing form. She felt a lot better now her wings were mended but never mentioned a thank you even once as she hoisted Caflice over her shoulder like a weightless cape garbing her body. Feeling the ground rumble beneath her feet she knew that their wouldn't be enough time to get out of its way and looking at both Kabol and Amaya she warned them, "Well you two better brace yourselves because this is going to be one hell of a ride. Lets just hope we don't land on a angled roof!" Kabol only glared at Amaya as he didn't think the matter was funny anymore and wanted Maeva to acknowledge him since she was the only one that every really did.

Vole was surprised to see the Aduros still standing after such a breath taking hit and the blow to his groin made him lean over for a moment as he listened to her rant. Before he could respond to her he seen a sphere of bright light graze through the air and his reflexes were quick to react his stomach strike the ground just barely missing it by a few short hairs on the back of his neck. Getting to his feet he glared at her his words began to taunt her back, “Ooo you’re a feisty little one aren’t you? Why don’t you come over here sweetie and I'll beat you into submission. You'd make a good little whore and slave once I beat the spirit out form you!” Not even fazed by the hit he had got in the groin only moments earlier he thrust his gentiles at her as he continued to make a point to prove her wrong. “Hmm let’s see that is a lie since I do believe stealing the dark lord’s power is something to warrant a curse and since your ancestor Mephistopheles stole the Calx and passed it out like candy I can see why Belail would want to seek revenge upon him and his children so in all reality your just fighting back because you didn’t like the punishment.” His hand then gaped open and out propelled a dark sphere that seemed to mimic Nirvana’s same bright light that she had tried to use at him but only it was a negative of what she had preformed.

Navi's eyes peered up at him as they reflected his image off their glossy surface like two pools of water mirroring the mid day sun she had been crying within those short moments alone. Her father's shirt still pressed against her face she stuttered out in a wail, "But it is safe this is the only safest place in the world...no one has ever hurt me until I left it's sanctity." Still reluctant to ever leave her home she proceeded to wipe the stained tears from her lower lids with her arm and as she did so the garment she had been clinging to lightened as a small brown leather diary landed in her lap. Laying the shirt to the side she wrapped her fingers tightly around the book and placing both thumbs on each end of the cover she flipped it open to the first page as she read the name of it's owner, "Ava....mamma...papa never talked about her much. He must of hid her diary from me though I'm not sure why but I guess I can find out now." She muttered to herself forgetting that she was not alone for that moment but it quickly faded as she looked up at Du'an, "I can't leave my parents behind,I can't leave everything that reminds me of them. What would I have left if I did that? They are the only family I have ever had and I should have never left in the first place....No I will not leave again I've learned my lesson. You go on without me I will be safe here." She thought that was enough for Du'an to leave her behind and she felt satisfied that she was secure in her own home ignoring the rumbling of the foundation that sweltered around her house.

Deep within the confines of the dank temple of Belail a pair of golden eyes peered open as she felt the rise of her master and knew that it would be safe for her to return to her abandon village. Niveus a spirit of the order had spent her days in hiding in hopes of the dark lord's return so that he could provide her protection. Since she had kept her pledge to her king she was outcast along with her loyal kind for not keeping her piece of the Calx and ratting out his loyal warlock Mephistopheles for his betrayal. She had never knew that it would result in the Ventus wiping out the Avira using the stolen pieces of Calx. She would have been destroyed as well if it wasn't for her quick thinking but it meant the lose of her body which was burned after she had left it behind. She was sure that she had been forgotten and that she was the only remaining Avira to have survived so it would be no issue to return to her home village. She glided though the spirit world using it like a short cut to quickly move from one location to the next and once arriving to her home town she found it in ruins but it didn't matter anymore. Why did she care if her spirit had any shelter? Her small hut that she once lived in was in a dilapidated state with half the wall shattered in rubble there was still a bit of a partial roof that remained standing. She watched some old drapery flap in the wind through the shattered glass while she levitated towards the missing doorway. Still seeing that the wall to her small study still stood. The only thing that seemed to be missing was the frame of the entrance and flowing through the uninhabitable home she made her self comfortable within the remaining walls. She sat listening to the wind hollow through the empty town and it was almost eerie to hear the silence of the once lively village.

 

[Tala Lakota]

Caden didn't let up for a moment when the spirit's disposition changed completely, knowing that the fact that the light caused it fear and pain meant it was evil and he was all the more determined to seal it back within it’s tomb. He let the wall of light fade as he pushed the lid of the coffin back on, not wanting to expend the energy it took to keep it going, and the room seemed much darker afterwards, the only light source now the flickering torch that had nearly gone out. He was relieved to find Af with no additional wounds and he shook his head at Af’s confused comments and replied as he bandaged his hands, “The only way to fully understand the ways of the dark ones is to become evil yourself, so please don’t try.” He took Af’s words into account as he grabbed Lucis's shoulders and tried to gently remove her from the ceiling and he replied, “I was just hoping to at least get her out of here and give her a proper burial, but I guess you’re right.” He was having no luck pulling her down and he was just about to release her when she grabbed onto him and he had an instant of hope that she was still alive and trying to get free but that hope was sucked away from him along with his breath as he realized that Belail had corrupted the deity’s body and she was now draining him of the very light she’d given him and his people. He tried to scream but had no breath to do so and he found he couldn’t even remove his hands from her shoulders as he tried to pull away from her. Hearing Belail enter the room he increased his struggles once more but all it did was make him weaker and soon the only reason he was still standing was because she was holding him up and as she tossed him to the floor, as per Belail’s orders, his only reply to Af’s worried call was a weak cough and gasp of air before the darkness consumed him and he passed out. Completely unconscious he didn’t hear a word of Belail’s rant and his mind was filled with visions of the corrupted deities, lead by Lucis herself, her empty eye sockets burning with blood-red fire, sweeping down on him like harpies and ripping the flesh from his bones and yet he would not die. He screamed in agonized frustration as he watched and felt Lucis rip his heart from his chest and take a bite of it before passing it to Belail, and yet he would not die.

Amaya shook her head at Ariel’s question and replied with a smirk, “No, penises don’t bother me, I just find it amusing to be able to carry around the body of a dead priest of a dead deity just after my Ventus side died.” She hadn’t been expecting or wanting a thanks from Ariel as she’d only healed her wings ‘cause she’d thought their job would be easier with someone who could fly. Making sure Chamuel’s body was well braced on her back she nodded at Ariel’s comment, “You might want to take off if you can fly out of the way fast enough.” She looked around as some spires started to break the ground nearby. Bounding to the nearest one, she grabbed the tip of it, using the strength she’d gained from Belail’s dark powers to easily hold herself and the body on top of the steep roof as it rose out of the ground. Digging her claws into the shingles of the roof kept her steady as the castle rose from the ground.

Nirvana grimaced as her attacked missed, she’d hoped he would’ve been too distracted by the pain from her blow, but she hadn’t expected the distraction, she wouldn’t underestimate him. “You better keep that thing to yourself or I’ll take it away,” she threatened him as if threatening to take a child’s toy away as she pointed her sword at his penis. She growled at his retort and held up her sword as his spell flew at her. “Lux aduro mucro,” a light spread up her sword and she sliced through the ball of dark power before it hit her, dispersing the evil energy. The move drained the light from her blade as well, but that didn’t seem to bother her as she snarled at the demon, “Why would I like the punishment? I never did anything wrong. My ancestor did, a millennia ago. I had no control over that act. The only thing I’ve done wrong was be the fastest and most persistent swimmer, which if I’d known what I was getting myself into I’d’ve turned around right then and swam upstream.” She repeated her spell and as the light flashed up the sword again she leapt forward swinging it at him.

A pained expression crossed Du’an’s face as her tear stained eyes met his and his hatred for himself for letting her get hurt was renewed. “I know Navi, I know this is hard for you, but you yourself said that Belail won’t stop till he finds you, and I can’t in good conscious leave you here, but I can’t stay either.” He knelt in front of her and reached a hand out to rest it on top of hers, “Look Navi, you can have a new family. If you let me, I can be your brother, and I have a sister that would love to have a new little sister. And if it’s at all possible I will bring you back here when this is all over,” he knew that wouldn’t be possible, if he even survived through it he didn’t think her place would still exist, but he would say anything that would get her to come out of her own accord. He knew he could just pick her up and carry her out, she was pretty light and with years of fighting with both his fists and a sword, plus plenty of other physical labor, he was pretty strong and knew he’d have no trouble carrying her, but he didn’t want to for he was worried she’d freak out and loose all trust in him and he didn’t want that to happen, she needed to be able to trust someone right now. “Also, you can bring a few things with you to remind you of them. Not a lot, we’ve a long ride ahead of us and I don’t want to burden my svine too much, but a few small things would be okay.” He grimaced as he could feel the ground start to shake and knew they were out of time, if she didn’t agree now he’d have to carry her out, he’d rather scare her than let her die.
He could then hear Uriel’s voice from the door, “We don’t have time for this, we need to go.”
“Not helping,” Du’an called back. He returned his gaze to Navi and, in an attempt to make her smile added, "And Uriel can be the cranky uncle," he smirked then stood up, holding his hand out to her, “Please, Navi. I don’t want to lose you.”

Candle’s soul shuddered from where it resided in Samil’s body. She had easily subdued the Sanguis soul and taken over his body, giving even more credit to the priest’s claims about her heritage. She suddenly felt like she should be somewhere else, like there was something pulling her in a different direction. She ignored it, telling herself it was only Samil’s brain telling his body he had orders elsewhere, she had no clue of what the cause really was. Either way she wasn’t going to dwell on it as her attention was needed elsewhere. She was at the tail of the group of thieves, pulling Kleptein, who’d fallen into state of shock, by the wrist. Ahead of her Brogan was just behind Dara, who, she could tell, was forcing himself to keep putting one foot in front of another, he kept looking over his shoulder as they abandoned the lifeless body of his wife.
She looked at Brogan as he yelled angrily at Ina, “You couldn’t’ve done that earlier? Kyra would still be alive if you’d--”
“No I couldn’t,” Ina replied, not looking back at him, “I don’t participate in the rituals that make Sanguis spell casters strong so I’m not very good. I just, I saw her die and I got really mad and that gave me the strength to do it. So I’m sorry, that I haven’t been killing Ventus and eating them, and yes, I know Kyra would still be alive if I had, but I doubt she would want that.” Brogan didn’t respond.
They all stopped running as there was a scream and they looked to see one of the orphaned children they’d had with them caught on the slanted roof of a rising wall-like building. Brogan and Candle moved to help but before they got two steps the child lost it’s grip and slid down the other side of the wall. They all flinched as the scream ended abruptly, but knew they had to keep going.
But as Ina had known from the start, they weren’t fast enough, soon they were dodging more walls and spires than trees, and members of their group kept getting trapped and crushed, making their already diminished group dwindle even further. Finally, Ina realized she recognized where they were among the rising buildings and she called out loudly, “This way,” and veered to the side. Most of the group hesitated, except Candle, who immediately took off after the Sanguis. Nearly everyone followed, even Brogan who seemed to have to force himself to follow, but a couple of the others went a different direction, not trusting Ina. Brogan started to turn back to get them but a wall separated them before he could. Cursing he caught up with the others as they had all stopped. As joined them the earth gave way to stone beneath their feet and they found themselves on top of a wide wall, Brogan found himself on the edge of the parapet and he started to lose his balance, but before he could fall Ina reached out and caught his wrist, pulling him back to balance. With a curt nod of gratitude they took off again, until the wall joined a building which they entered. Ina led them inside and down into the depths of the castle explaining, “I read something about portals to villages outside of the main city, most of them probably don’t work but it’s the only chance we have. This place reaches miles and miles beyond the outer most reaches of Ac'quida, there’s no way we could’ve made it out.”​

 

[Chickenhorrormovie]

Navi was more reluctant then ever to want to leave despite the truth that Du’an spoke about Belail finding her here rather easily and she was about to disagree once more until she was almost skewered by a spire that busted through the floor boards of her home. Letting out a scream she jumped into Du’an’s arms after swiftly picking her father’s shirt back up into her left hand while she continued to brace her mother’s diary in the other. In her frantic screaming she locked her arms around his neck thinking that Belail had found her as she watched the side of her house being taken out by a large towering wall, “Alright alright I will go just don’t let him hurt me!” She wailed out as her legs wrapped around Du’an’s waist in a death lock her legs sort of kicked him in the side trying to encourage him to run like a svine. Her home just barely missed being toppled by the fortress as it grazed along the inside of her father’s room she was lucky to have been out side of the palace barrier rather then being trapped within.

Belail morphed back onto his two feet as he neared the entrance to his throne room. He pressed the palms of his hands on it’s blood locks draining his dark fluid into the carvings of the throne hall’s doors before allowing him access to his chambers. Upon his presence the once dilapidated throne room that had harbored him in slumber was now transformed back into its former glory. Filling the room with a somber pale blue light that seemed to illuminate the dark chamber just enough to reveal it’s renewed dark beauty. The long hall aisle as the many robust marble pillars lined the walls and with the draping tapestries arching between the gaps of the columns. It made the eye focus at the end of the chamber where a large platform of steps displayed Belail’s ominous throne. The sarcophagus that had imprisoned him for so long was no longer in his sights and with a clear walk way he climbed the steps to his high throne settling himself in it’s harsh seat as he reclaimed authority over his dominion. His fist clutched the arm at the end of the chair while he pressed the tips of his fingernails into the flesh of his skull with the other hand, it had been the first moment of solitude that he had alone. The familiar wails still rang in his ears from his visit to the lone coffin of Alloces and the thought of his past began rising but his hard heart would not let him dwell on it too long. His fortress began to surface to the top and his gloomy expression turned into a wicked grin at the notion of those who would suffer from his wrath. With the walls spanning over a mile long in width and a massive courtyard that would harbor his slaves and followers. Its immaculate detail began to show shrouding Maeva and the others with its Gothic towers and looming walls that were quite visible even at the distance they were at. The dramatic fortress entrance would strike fear into most but it almost seemed to be beckoning Maeva to enter.
With the arrival of the thieves intruding it wouldn't be long before the thieves would have to offer up a sacrifice to open each sealed room which would announce their presence to the dark lord. Lingering for his lust Belail spewed forth a soul that Candle had thought was destroyed and in a youthful form stood the priest reborn back into his former self a Sanguis in a new body. No longer responding to the name of Chamuel his ears perked at his master calling his old name, “Gaap…you disappoint me in your role of keeping my order and on top of your betrayal you lost the piece of Calx that might have gotten you back into my good graces. Haven’t I always been good to you so tell me why have you turned your back on me?” Belail snarled with narrow eyes while he lowered his hand off the arm of his chair tapping the hilt of his blade that leaned against the throne’s side as he waited for Gaap’s response. Gaap lowered his head staring down at the blue ambient lit floor not wanting to make eye contact with his disappointed master he felt uncomfortable even standing in the throne hall that no one was allowed admittance to. He was silent for a moment unsure on how to answer him since he had no real reason to have betrayed Belail, “I.-I..d-don’t know why I guess that deity mesmerized me in some kind of spell but you are right I had no reason to be disloyal to you. If you spare my life I promise never to betray you again.” Gaap seemed confused on the matter and his betrayal seemed like a faint memory he hoped his response was suitable to his master. Belail’s hateful soul burned but Gaap’s answer seemed to pacify him and with a wicked grin his tongue wagged, “You wouldn't be standing here you incompetent fool if I had decided to to destroy you. No, Your purpose will serve me best alive but don't mistaken it for pity! Your on a short leash with me and if you so happen to slip up...” He paused with his hand gesturing a clinched fist and the feel of his fingers wrapping around Gaap's neck made him gasp for air, "Then I'll noose your body for all to see and peel your flesh slowly from your bones. Keep that in mind if you are thinking of turning against me. Wouldn't want to end up like the Audors now would you?" Gaap shook his head in fear only hoping his lecture was nearing an end he waited to be dismissed from Belail’s presence. Belail leaned back in his throne pleased that he could sense the fear in the Sanguis’s eyes and raising his hand forth he thrust Gaap out of the throne room doors, “Now find me my lust! I have plans for her and I must truly know if she is whom I believe!” His voice was callous as he roared out the command and after Gaap cracked his head on the massive doors he scrambled to his feet running to the nearest entrance he pressed his hand against the pressure pad that impaled jagged spokes into the palm of his hand. After filling the quota of blood that was required to open each door he recited a spell that shifted the entrance to a room into a gateway of a desired location within the palace. After passing through the thresh hold of the rift he found himself in the foyer near the fortress entrance and with relief of being out of Belail’s company he ran outside into the open air. He climbed down the steps that lead to the dark castle entrance then crossing a wide bridge he stepped out into the vast field where Maeva and the other’s had been. Gaap using his ability to manipulate time he sped it up making his long distant walk only seem like seconds as he neared Maeva. Unsure of how he knew what she looked like he approached with caution as he felt like he had a bad encounter with her before, “Umm…my queen…the master said that I should escort you to his side and leave the slaves to the Sanguis to deal with.”

Af scrambled over to Caden’s motionless body as he placed his hand under his guard’s jaw he checked for a pulse but his face made a grimace at the sight of the abrasion that Lucis’s hand had left behind from the choke hold. He shook his head blaming himself for not heeding Caden’s warning and after being relieved that he was still alive he tried gently waking him, “Caden…Caden you need to wake up we can’t stay here I’m afraid of what might happen if we don’t escape this place!” His voice loud and stern he knew if his guard didn’t wake that he might be carrying him after he found a way out and his loud voice then turned to a low mutter as he scolded himself, “Dam it if I just kept going we would have been out of here…or so I hope the others had escaped safely. I was so set on trying to find a way to subdue Belail that I lost focus of other’s safety and now look I have caused someone to suffer because of my stubborn will.” His consecration broken by a loud shift in the cell he looked up to see a secret passage slowly opening but couldn’t figure out why it was revealed and concluded it was a dirty trick. What he hadn’t been aware of is that it had been the beginning of Belail’s little game and both Caden and Af were his pawns. Slowly getting to his feet he approached the open passage with caution slowly peering his head out he looked both ways before returning back to Caden’s side and trying once more to shake him from his stupor, “Caden!” Af having no clue to the nightmares that ailed Caden in his locked slumber he wait for a short moment to see if he might respond before having to make the choice to carry his soldier’s heavy body.

Ariel laughed at Amaya’s response about lugging around a dead priest but stated nothing more on the matter after she had told Amaya to brace herself. She had debated on fly out of the way but thought it would be safer if she just waited until the fortress settled, “You would just love to see me get smacked around on the spires and rooftops as I tried to escape the tower’s path so no I think I will take the lesser of the two evils and wait it out!” Her words just escaped her lips just in time as the fortress broke through to the light and the both of them were luck enough to land on a flat part of the towering wall. Her body bounced roughly against the stone tower she found it difficult to keep a good grip while trying to prevent the loose of Caflice’s corpse. Her eyes braced shut for the entire ride and she only opened them when her surrounds halted in quaking and after peeking one eye open she slowly got to her feet as she made her way to the edge of the edifice only to see more walls of the castle spanning out. The height they were at would make anyone dizzy just by looking down and even left a sickening feeling in the pit of her stomach as she knew that she would be the one who would have to make the journeys descent. Shaking off the butterflies she walked back over to Caflice’s cold body and lifted him under the arms while her wings began to lift her off the stone surface, “I’ll be back for you and the priest…well maybe!” She grinned deviously at Amaya with a selfish attitude about the situation but knowing in her mind that she would have to return for the priest she wouldn’t have much choice in being able to leave her behind.

Vole grinned at her threat and he only seemed to antagonize her to follow through with her promise, “Well then I would love to see you try!” He was annoyed to see his blow miss her entirely but it didn’t discourage him to keep up the fight and despite Belail's city rising up in the distance he continued the battle against Nirvana, “Well if you have a problem with your punishment why don’t you go converse with the master? He was enraged by his closest ally betraying him and irrationally taking vengeance out on you Vires! None of your foolish ancestors asked to overturn the curse instead they turned to a wretched divine! Your curse isn't because of that one Vire your curse remains because you denounced your king! You know it is always easier to ask him then to try and fight against him!” His eyes widen at the swinging blade and his body bowing back to miss its sharp double edge he lost his balance sending him falling onto his back. It seemed she had him in a vulnerable position but before she could make a striking blow he grinned with one last taunt, “I will fight you again and I look forward to it Aduros! Lets just hope you listen to my advice,” and with those last words his form disbursed into dry dust before being carried off by the wind.

The day was almost reaching it's end as twilight began to settle in the fading light and looking past the horizon Niveus could see her master's fortress towering over the clouds and a sense of relief seemed to comfort her by this familiar site but still unsure of leaving the safety of her home she remained within it's secrets as a forgotten village. She missed the liveliness of her town and could only hope that Belail would restore it to what it had once been even though she knew that she might not see the ones she loved the thought of this feeling like home again would be nice. Niveus turned away from the window feeling alone and in exhaustion she laid her head on her arms weeping in the hollowness of the forgotten village as it reminded her of the agony she had went through.

 

[Tala Lakota]

Du’an grunted with surprise and nearly fell over as Navi suddenly tackled him. “Works for me.” Du’an said, jumping up, he wrapped a supportive arm around her and dashed out of her house, dodging falling debris as he did. When he finally got outside his svine was prancing nervously about twenty feet from the house, the saddle resting loosely and untied on her back. Uriel was nowhere to be seen. Du’an sprinted over to his svine and, without removing Navi from himself, quickly tied the saddle with an ease and speed formed from many times saddling the beast. The saddle was tightened in only a few seconds and he pulled himself and Navi up and yelled, “Go!” The worded command was all that his smarter-than-usual svine needed to take off at its top speed. He looked up and saw Uriel flying a few hundred feet over head, then looked back as they dashed away from the wall rising out of the ground, he watched it destroying Navi’s house and sighed as he looked forward again and said softly in her ear, “I’m sorry, Navi, I’m so sorry.”

Maeva was amusing herself by tormenting the slaves, randomly attacking them and generally just causing fear all around. She looked up as Gaap approached her and started to growl, annoyed that the priest she’d killed had somehow come back to life and become , but as soon as he started talking and called her a queen and then Belail the master a grin crossed her face as she realized he was back in their service. She stepped off the slave she was presently tormenting and shifted to her humanoid form and grabbed him by the throat hard enough to bruise. “Then I guess you should hop to it, huh?” She released him with a rough push and a chuckle.
(ugh, I know that’s short, but I got food poisoning today and after the explosive diarrhea [slight exaggeration] I’m kinda tired)

For the first time all day Uriel had a moment to not think as he flew over Du’an and Navi, he wasn’t very high but he had a good view of the rising city and he couldn’t help but feel as if they’d already lost the fight and any resistance now would just bring more worthless pain, but as he watched Du’an escape the falling house carrying the strange girl that he couldn’t help but feel a strange protection over, he knew he’d have to continue trying as long as there was one mortal in this godforsaken realm that still cared enough to fight. As his mind was finally able to go blank he could once again feel and hear all those that still prayed to Lucis, and it pained him how few the voices were, and how desperate and scared. He found himself sending out small spells of comfort and strength to many of the voices, but as soon as he realized what he was doing he stopped for fear of the dark crystal in his chest perverting the spells, or somehow giving Belail more power over him, he could feel it there, a dark pain with every beat of his already aching heart. Then a presence he recognized as one of Lucis’s more avid followers made itself known to him and it was scared and in pain, but it wasn’t crying out for help for himself, only for strength to do whatever it was he knew he needed to do. Uriel couldn’t help but reach his mind out to the hurting soul.
Caden’s dreams did not get better as his sleep wore on, but seemed only to get more painful and horrifying. But quite suddenly all the darkness and pain vanished in a burst of light. Then a deep, beautiful, disembodied voice filled his mind, the very sound of it giving him strength. “Awake and rise Caden,” it said with a calm urgency, “your king and people need you.”
Caden's eyes opened and he shot to his feet and looked around grasping for his sword. The last thing he remembered was Lucis’s supposed to be dead body grabbing him and then hearing Belail’s voice before he passed out.

Amaya rolled her eyes and replied, “No, I don’t want to see you get smacked around, I really don’t care what happens to you either way and if you just kept a close eye on the rising building you’d be just fine.” She widened her stance and, with her four feet, was easily able to keep her footing as the fortress rose. She didn’t respond to Ariel’s comment about coming back saying only as she flew out of hearing range, “Great, she’s become an evil five-year-old.” She draped the priest’s body over the vertical part of her back and used a few strips of his ruined robes to tie him firmly to her. That done she took off across the roof and wall tops, keeping her footing as only a four-legged cat could do. She kept an eye on Ariel as she ran, following the ex-deity with only a little difficulty as she leapt from roof to wall to spire, sliding down sheer inclines then running across a wall before jumping again. Years of running from guards had kept her fit and in shape, and she was easily able to keep going, mile after mile.

Nirvana rolled her eyes, “No, you don’t want to see me try, ‘cause I would succeed, and then you’d be a laughing stock without a stock.” She growled at his response to her curse and replied, “I shouldn’t have to bargain, I shouldn’t be cursed in the first place. Besides, centuries of constant pain tend to make a people a little stubborn and rebellious.” She grinned as he fell over and flipped her sword into a downward stabbing position, but the demon vanished just before her sword sliced into him. “Ugh, you’re such a demon,” she grumbled as she yanked her sword out of the ground, “all of you are such cowards.” She thrust her sword back into its sheath and looked up at the rising city. Sighing she spun around looking for the place she’d left Abdiel, the fight had turned her around and she wasn’t sure where he was. She muttered a few words and the concealing spell she’d put around him lifted and she could see him and her svine. Dashing over to them she untied her svine from the tree, lead it over to Abdiel, knelt beside him, and, grasping the reigns in one hand and the other laying on Abdiel’s chest, she muttered a few words and a light surrounded them and when it vanished they were gone. The light reappeared about ten miles away from the wall and deposited them on the road leading away from Ac'quida, or what used to be Ac'quida anyway. Nirvana looked at the far away wall, so massive and tall it was still easily visible, and let out a worried sigh, wishing she knew where Du’an was.

“You’re lost,” Brogan growled as they followed Ina through the castle halls. “Obviously,” Ina replied, “I’ve never been here and there are no maps seeing as the place never stays the same.”
“This way,” Candle said suddenly and veered Samil’s body down a hall.
Ina stopped and backtracked the few steps she’d taken past the hall before following after her, “Not that I don’t trust you Candle,” she called after the spirit, “but how would you know?”
“I don’t know,” Candle replied with a shrug, “I just feel like I should go this way.”
“I’m not so sure that following instinctual feelings in an evil castle that you followed a Sanguis into is the best of ideas,” Brogan threw in from where he was running behind Dara and Kleptein, making sure they kept going.
“Got any better ideas?” Candle asked over her shoulder. “Know any better way to get out of Belail’s fortress? ‘Cause I don’t, but if you do I’d love to hear them.”
Brogan opened his mouth to respond but then realized he couldn’t think of anything to say in reply. He snapped his mouth shut with a sigh and continued running, forcing himself to follow Candle as she turned down another hall that he could’ve sworn hadn’t been there before.​

(HAHAHA FINALLY FINISHED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

 

[Chickenhorrormovie]

Navi's heart pounded so hard in her chest she could almost hear it rattling in her ear drums at the destruction of her own home a place she had called sanctuary for so long had been uprooted. She clenched her teeth and wanted to clamp her eyes shut so that she could pretend nothing was happening but she found herself wide eyed from fear and there was no amount of comfort that could make this day any better. Her weight bounced in Du'an's arms as he approached his svine and she was somewhat relieved that her edg'va didn't have to go through this traumatic time since she would have never been able to save them. Her vision blurred from the swelling of tears as the svine they had mounted began galloping away and she felt a void in her chest as she looked back over her shoulder watching all her treasures being shredded apart. She thought that their was nothing more that Belail could take from her but had no clue that he had been stealing from her since the day she had been born. Her eyes averted from her mangled home when Du'an's voice distracted her from the destruction and her cheery voice had lost it's zeal as she responded back, "Don't be it isn't your fault... why does it matter anyways everything else has been taken away from me... so what difference does it make that my home is destroyed." She grew silent saying nothing more then laying her head on his back her weeping grew stronger soaking his garbs with her sorrowful tears before the stresses of the day drew her into rest. So much had happened to her in one day then it had ever happened in a lifetime and her limp tired body leaned against Du'an while her mind slipped into dreaming.

Gaap's brow farrowed at her as he barred his teeth in frustration when he felt her hand clasp his throat and he would have spoke right there if she didn't have such a tight grip. Once she shoved him away he was able to catch his breath rubbing his neck with his hand as he continued to glare at her, "For being master's mate for only a day you sure are pretty cocky..." He thought about saying more to her but figured it might get him in trouble since he could clearly feel Belail's powers run through out her body. He only let out a huff to hush his frustration figuring he had enough abuse for one day and not wanting to travel at a slow pace through the wide open field he stepped closer towards her once more placing his hand on her shoulder. Pacing time to break neck speeds he moved her along towards the castle wall and it was only a matter of seconds before they were standing at the ominous entrance. Gaap figured that the faster he went the less time he would have to spend with Meava and after entering the palace foyer he began walking towards one of the many doors that would soon be used to open a gateway that would surpass the maze like halls. The foyer was dank and over sized with a set of stairs that seemed to form to the arched walls along with a domed ceiling that was adorned with a looming candler that hung from a heavy chain. The black floor glistened from under their feet while dark shadows danced across the shining surface that was illuminated by the many candles within the room. The walls seem to come alive as many horrific faces shifted along them like someone struggling from under a plastic bag but never being able to escape. Its Gothic looks and foreboding feel was nothing new to Gaap as he had seen at all before but for anyone who had never seen Belail's castle in its pristine condition would either run in fear or stare in awe. After unlatching the door's blood lock Gaap pushed it open with his bloody hand before chanting a difficult spell that was taught to him by the dark lord which transformed the simple door frame into a rift that would swiftly take him to his master. Looking over his shoulder he beckoned Maeva to follow with a hand gesture along with a few words, "This way...follow me or else you will find yourself lost within these shifting walls." He grew silent as he walked through the rift only hoping she would tag along since he didn't want to go searching for her and he was already irked that he had to play errand boy like some common slave.

Af was almost startled by Caden's quick recovery as he rebounded to his feet but was able to regain his composure as he reassured his soldier, "Stand down he isn't here but the cell we have been placed in suddenly opened and I think it is...." He abruptly paused as he felt the floor shake a little then noticing the bone remains on the floor near the perimeter just as sharp stakes shot out from the walls that seemed to be inching closer towards the center of the room where they were standing. It wouldn't be long before their exit would be sealed off by the moving walls and it had been Belail's way to coax them out of their cell, "Never mind no time to second guess things lets get out of here before we are crushed like those poor souls that now lay like fossils!" His finger swiftly pointed at the many skulls on the ground before making his way towards the exit. Now standing in the long hallway he turned around looking back at Caden to see if he was behind him.

Ariel flew down swiftly dropping Caflice's body onto the ground before repealing her legs from the the hard soil like a sharp arrow piercing the sky. She knew that Amaya would soon run out of roof tops and spires to jump down from before coming to a deep drop along the towering walls and shooting past her only inches away she lifted both the priest and Amaya from where they were standing. The weight didn't seem to halt Ariel as she acted like it didn't even bother her while she carefully lowered them to the earth below. Once Amaya's feet hit the soil she let her go landing next to Caflice's body before turning to address her, "You thought I really wasn't coming back after you...well now that we are down here I suppose we should find something to impale their bodies with." Just as she had said that Vole the gate keeper to Belail's castle appeared behind here. Having only been in battle with Nirvana seconds earlier he had left on the account that his master had summoned him. He towered over them with two large metal stakes in his hand at his master's request to assist them in Maeva's orders to display the bodies as a warning. "I have what you need and master says to place them near the entrance for all to see so I will position the rods for you then you two can slid the corpses over them....lets hurry now I have a post to Guard...follow me!" He turned walking towards the entrance to the city courtyard that would occasionally vanish making it hard to spot for anyone else. His large size made his stride wider making him a bit faster then Both Amaya and Ariel who had to carry the bodies but his large size made it easy to spot as he walked several yards away from the hidden entrance before planting the massive rods into the ground. He turned to see them both off in the distance as he lacked the patience to wait on them he snarled out, "Come on pick up the pace I don't have all day!"

The encased demons that lingered within the walls in the foyer were all about the fortress giving Belail eyes and ears to whom ever was within his walls. He listened diligently to Candle and the group of thieves and was almost tickled pink to see Ina trapped inside them as well. A devilish grin swept across his face and without a word to let them know of his presence he played a dirty trick. The entire palace was engulfed in darkness for a few short seconds but it was all the time he needed to discombobulate them and when the damp light returned, the hall they had been in earlier was no longer the same corridor especially for a select few who had been transported to different parts of the castle. Candle was now left with only Brogan, Kleptein and few others while Ina and Dara where left to defend for themselves in two different areas. Belail had chose to separate them from the group for specific reasons and one was Ina who he direly wished to destroy. With Dara near his throne room he used his dead wife's image to lure him towards his seating chambers knowing that he could use Kyra as bait to serve him. His voice bellowed out in a tempting manner along with hopeful promises, "Dara....come now Dara why not follow your loved one to me so that we may discuss the return of your lover...I can bring back your beloved Kyra I know what it is like to loose some one you love but I can fix all that just follow her and she shall lead you to me." His intents were not to kill Dara but to hope to gain another loyal servant that would follow under his rule so that he could give those who called themselves Ventus a second chance to pledge their alliance to him.

 

[Tala Lakota]

Du’an sighed and shook his head, “I came here to keep this from happening Navi, but I didn’t do anything, I was completely powerless. So I might have not done it myself but through my failure I let you get hurt and I let--” he would kept talking but he realized how limp she’d grown and knew she was asleep so he shut his mouth and hoped her sleep would give her a release from the pain of the day, but he knew there was a good chance that it wouldn’t. He shook his head and sighed again, this time a shaky, fearful sigh, he was infuriated with himself for letting this happen and terrified he wouldn’t be able to keep her safe from Belail again. He closed his eyes a moment, trusting his svine to not run into anything, and cleared his head. He’d never spent much time learning magic but there were a few spells he knew, but being as he wasn’t very good he had to make sure he had every word exactly right and had to have complete concentration for the whole spell; the one he was about to use was a particularly difficult one. He took a deep breath and muttered slowly, “Adaugeo volo ut bestia pedibus quod vires ut suus tergum.” His svine made a slightly startled noise as her legs suddenly started to move faster and her load seemed lighter, but she didn’t hesitate in any way, just stretched her legs and moved as fast as she could, knowing by the urgency in Du’an’s mind when he linked with her that he was in a hurry. Du’an looked up to make sure he wasn’t outpacing Uriel but the deity seemed to be keeping up with ease. He rode north for a few minutes to gain a few miles distance from the fortress, then turned east. After nearly an hour they burst out of the trees and into the ruins of what was once Ac'quida, although all that was left of the once shining city was a barren, flat place in the earth. Du’an didn’t stop or even slow his svine down but only urged it on, wanting to get through it faster. After a little more than an hour later he had passed the destroyed city and was back on the less flat land. The miles flew by in a blur as the night darkened around them, the wall of Belail’s fortress always in view, just barely a grey line far in the distant south, but always there. He tried to ignore it and pressed on. Every time they passed an animal Du’an would pass some of its energy to his svine, she’d already run over two hundred miles and Du’an wanted to go as far as he could get and every animal he transferred energy from gave them a few precious miles. About an hour and a half after they’d left Ac'quida behind Du’an spotted a road a mile or two to the south, he sighed in relief, knowing now exactly where he was, but also knowing he still had a long way to go to get home. He wouldn’t be able to make it in one shot, his svine was already breathing hard and slowing down and he hadn’t even gotten half way. He figured they could go about another hour at the most before he would be forced to stop to keep from killing his svine. He might not get that far himself, he was nearly falling asleep in the saddle.
Nirvana had settled her and Abdiel by the side of the road and redone the concealing spell she’d used earlier, now she was leaning against a small scraggly tree with Abdiel’s head back in her lap and again muttering the invocation to keep him alive till she could get him to better spell casters, which she hoped would be by tomorrow, but she didn’t know if she could manage it, especially with her svine carrying two. She sighed, but kept up the chant. A long time after they’d escaped the rising fortress Nirvana heard the sound of svine feet pounding at an unnatural speed up the road towards them. She stopped speaking and stared down the road towards the sound and it wasn’t long before the rider came into view as he rounded a bend in the road and Nirvana recognized him immediately. She jumped to her feet, not realizing she’d just dropped Abdiel’s head to the ground, and dashed out of the boundary of her spell and yelled at him.
Du’an had been riding for nearly thirty minutes after having reached the road and he was having a hard time keeping his tired gaze focused on the path, so when a cloaked and hooded figure suddenly appeared and started yelling at him it didn’t register that he might know who it was or even that it was actually real until he was about to pass her and he suddenly heard his sister’s voice in his head yelling at him and he snapped to full awareness and hauled his svine to a stop. He spun in the saddle and looked back at the figure just as it was pulling the cloak’s hood down and he recognized his sister standing there staring at him in wonder. They were both perfectly still for a moment as they were both in a little shock, then Du’an suddenly gasped, “Nirvana!” he twisted off his svine, making sure Navi wouldn’t fall when he did and then ran to embrace her.
Nirvana grunted slightly as her younger brother crashed into her and she wrapped her arms tightly around him. Both of them hadn’t known if they were going to see the other again.

“Oh trust me,” Maeva said with a wicked grin, “I’ve been cocky before even hearing the name Belail. I’ve always been able to back it up, since birth I've been stronger than any other Sanguis and any lesser demon. Belail has given me more power than I ever hoped to wield, but I was never powerless before him. Although, he has always been my inspiration.” She glared at Gaap as he touched her shoulder but didn’t say anything as she realized his intent and she let him move the two of them through the massive fortress. She gazed intently at the at décor, knowing she was meant for this place, this place that was positively saturated with evil, a place that was so beautiful in an absolutely ugly way. She’d been waiting for this her entire life, waiting to walk the halls of her true King, waiting to walk them as his Queen. She smiled, everything was falling into place perfectly, there was only one small threat to her and her rule, but she could take care of the cursed boy and that box with ease, she wasn’t worried about it, if anything she was almost glad he was out there, it gave her some prey to hunt. Her attention was brought back to the present at the smell of Gaap's blood and she couldn't help but entertain the thought of tasting it once again, spilling it all over the gleaming floor. She wouldn’t do it of course, he wouldn’t be alive again if Belail didn’t want him that way, but it was still fun to think about. Rolling her eyes at his comment she replied, “If I was planning on wandering off somewhere I would’ve done so already.” She resumed looking around again as she kept close behind him, a little closer than before, wondering if the proximity would bother him any.

Cadan released his sword and let it slide back into the sheath, cursing himself and his curiosity that made him helpless when he’d been needed. He looked at Af as the king spoke then at the floor as it started shaking, noticing the bones there he grimaced and shook his head, muttering under his breath to himself, “Dear Lucis, how could this happen.” He followed Af out of the cell and into the opening saying skeptically, “He’s just leading us like rats through a maze.” He almost wondered if it wouldn’t be better to die by the stakes in the cell than to walk right into whatever awaited them, but this thought he wouldn’t divulge as it could only bring despair. He looked back into the cell a moment then turned and stepped in front of Af and started walking down the new corridor in case their passage sprung any traps so he would be caught in them and not Af. Holding up his hand just above his head he formed a small ball of light that, while lighting up the passageway brilliantly, did not hurt the eyes to look at. He looked back at Af once then turned and headed deeper into the tunnel.

Amaya kept a close eye on Ariel as she jumped from a wall to a roof. After sliding down the steep roof she came to a stop for a moment judging the best path, but before she could keep going Ariel returned and lifted her off her feet. Amaya pulled her legs up to her stomach until Ariel got her close to the ground and she stretched out her legs for an easy landing when Ariel released her, needing to take only a couple steps to make up for the momentum. Repositioning Chamuel’s body on her back she replied rather boredly, “I knew you would return, had you not you would’ve suffered the wrath of Maeva, and no one wants that. I just didn’t see the reason to waste the time it would take you to fly all the way back, and besides I hate waiting around for people.” She looked at Vole as the demon walked over and then turned to follow him. She rolled her eyes as he rushed away from them and, already kind of worn from leaping across roofs, she didn’t really feel like running after him so when he turned and yelled at them she replied in an only slightly annoyed tone, “Hey, Gigantor, excuse us for being short, but your legs are nearly as tall as I am and I’m carrying someone that weighs almost as much as me, so deal with it.”

“Candle,” Ina said worriedly, “I’m not sure if you’re doing anything other than taking us deeper into the fortress.”
“Then stop following me and find your own way out,” Candle replied nonchalantly as she stopped and looked around a moment before continuing down another hall, “and stop distracting me.”
“I’m just worried that we’re taking too long, Belail probably already knows,” suddenly everything went dark as Ina’s fears were confirmed, “we’re here,” she finished in an almost sarcastic tone. She came to a complete stop to wait for the light to return and when it did her heart sank when she realized she’d been separated from the group. She looked around and noticed Dara staring at an extremely convincing image of Kyra. “Dara,” Ina started cautiously, “don’t--” she was interrupted as Belail’s voice rang through the room and she saw a spark of hope light in Dara’s eyes. She stepped forward and grabbed his arm, “Don’t listen to him Dara, Kyra wouldn’t want you to do this.”
Dara spun around and pulled out of her grasp, “Don’t you talk to me about Kyra, you don’t know her, and it’s your fault she’s dead. Those Sanguis came after you and it was because of that that she’s dead.” Dara spun away from her again and stalked towards the image of his lost love.
Ina watched him go, saying after him in a last attempt to keep him from falling for Belail’s trick, “You shouldn’t do this Dara, only pain can come from listening to him.” Dara didn’t listen but only picked up his pace. The Sanguis sighed, she felt like she should follow and try to stop him, but she knew he was probably stronger than her and he wouldn’t listen, and she couldn’t willingly go towards Belail, not after she’d betrayed him. She shook her head and turned the other way, breaking into a run, hoping to escape once more. Having no clue where to find Candle or the others, she decided to attempt to use the same spell she’d used last time to get away, she didn’t think it would work a second time, but she couldn’t think of anything else to try, so she started muttering the words as she ran.

Candle rolled Samil’s eyes at Ina’s worried comments and started to reply when everything went dark. She skidded to a stop and spun around, she could hear Brogan swear somewhere near her and Ina’s sentence cut short. When the light returned Dara and Ina were gone. There was another swear from Brogan. “Great,” she muttered.
“Dad?” Kleptein called out as soon as he realized his father was no longer there. “Dad!” he spun around looking for him then took off back up the hall. A younger woman that had been in the back of the group stepped in front of Kleptein and grabbed him, he twisted out of her grasp but Brogan had gotten there and caught him before he could go further.
“Kleptein! Stop it. There’s nothing you can do,” Brogan said forcefully, catching Kleptein’s chin and making the boy look at him. “Look at me, there’s no way you can find him. He’s with Ina, they’ll be fine, they’ll get out together, but you can’t help him by running off into the dark.”
“But--” Kleptein started frantically.
“No,” Brogan growled, “Kleptein, your mother just died to keep you alive and safe and out of Belail’s grasp, you cannot void her sacrifice by trying to do the impossible like this.” He spun the boy around and pushed him towards Candle, “Now let’s get out of here before he separates more of us.”
Candle nodded and took a deep breath to figure out where the strange pulling sensation was directing her now, then she turned and took off. Not long after she turned down a short hall with a door at the end.
As they all slowed to a stop Brogan said warily, “Um, I’m not so sure going into an enclosed space is a good idea at the moment.”
“Brogan,” Candle replied in a matter-of-factly voice, “there are very few things you think are a good idea unless they’re your ideas. So if you don’t want to follow me in here, which won’t hurt my feelings in anyway, then go wander around aimlessly.” She placed a hand on the knob and turned it to open the door but it stopped mid-turn. Candle sighed, “Locked.” She heard Brogan mutter something behind her, but didn’t respond. She wouldn’t give up that easy, but she wished Ina was still there to hopefully impart some sort of knowledge about it.
“Can’t we just pick it?” one of the other thieves asked.
Candle shook her head as she bent down to looked at the knob, “There’s a hole but for no key I’ve ever seen.” As she inspected it she could see a pressure pad decorated with broad holes. She looked at it a moment then placed Samil’s hand on the pad and pushed. She smiled as the pad moved in and then frowned as she felt something slide threw the flesh she was inhabiting. She pulled the hand away and looked at the blood there, not fully tapped into his spinal cord she didn’t feel the pain. She smirked as she realized that the holes hid the true purpose of its malicious intent to deliberately cause harm, but none of the jagged pikes within each notch had caused her any pain. She replaced her hand, to keep the pad down, then looked back at the knob where a new spike had protruded, she rolled her eyes and slammed Samil’s hand onto it and then turned the handle, smiling as it opened with loud creaks. She stepped in, looking around at the strange ambient blue light powered by the Sanguis’s blood coming from carvings that continued from the carvings within the door itself. The others waited a moment, making sure no traps were sprung before following her in.
“Certainly is a big . . . round . . . room,” Brogan said looking at the circular chamber with a robust column in the middle, he imagined it would look like a donut from above.
Several doors lined the outer wall as well as the center column and with each entrance there was a different design that framed them. The passageways were not just any old doors but gateways to the many villages of the guardians of Belail's order. It seemed like the perfect escape route for the desperate thieves but all the rifts were sealed shut.
“Now what?” a woman asked as she stepped around Brogan, “Which door do we go to, and how are they going to get us out of here?”
Candle didn’t appear to hear her as she walked slowly around the room, muttering to herself, “They’re not just doors, they’re portals, but to where?”
The portals opened for no one accept those who belonged to the ancient blood line of the guardians but hoped seemed to shine in on them as there was one among the group.... Candle had been that important link to opening her gateway to her forgotten home and all it took was just locating the right gateway then chanting the ancient spell in Belail's old tongue. The chant was imbedded within the DNA of each guardian of order as well as their blood line so even if Candle had never heard the spell before it would come natural to her when that moment came to use it.
She stopped in front of a door, something about it telling her it could take her to something she’d lost before she’d even been born. Suddenly Samil’s body fell to the ground as she shed it like dirty clothes, and she placed her own, insubstantial hands on the door and started to speak words that made no sense to her, but some how felt right sliding off her tongue.​

 

[Chickenhorrormovie]

Navi slept for most of the ride, not even aware that Du’an’s svine was running at such a fast pace or even at the moment he had dismounted to greet his sister. Her dreams were less then pleasant as Belail haunted her in her slumber. Despite the efforts to keep Belail’s blood from entering her body a small droplet had tainted her from her earlier contact with him and now he tortured her in her sleep. Her tear stained face began to moisten once more and although she was screaming in her dreams her lips seemed to remain sealed as she didn’t make a peep. Her body moved restlessly over the svine as she and the others were oblivious to who had been stalking them. Off in the distance in a small group of trees glared a pair of ominous fiery eyes that belonged to a vicious hunter named Jaeger. Being one of the dark guardians of Belail’s order he had been resurrected to continue his work to the dark lord as well as hunt down his master’s lost sacrifice, who in this case was Navi. His muscular body was covered in a russet color fur along with ornate markings that lined his arms as Jaeger’s appearance was one of a werewolf. He had did well to keep up with Du’an’s svine by forming rifts along the path that his prey had been taking. The distraction of Du’an’s sister seemed like a perfect time to sneak over and rob Navi from her resting spot but he knew better then to just dart out at his first opportunity. Even though the two Aduros were distracted by each other he was aware that they had eyes in the sky and his were locked on to Uriel. He knew that the deity would have to land before he could kidnap Navi and although he disliked having to travel into the small village of the Aduros he knew that it would be best to wait until they got to their destination.

Gaap listened to Maeva rant about herself while he traveled through the fortress and had noticed that the structure had moved which meant that taking the same route that he had used earlier was out of the question. He grumbled in low tone knowing that he had to relocate the throne room and that he would have to endure Maeva a bit longer. He rolled his eyes at her statement but made sure she hadn’t seen him do it as he responded back, “I'm sure you have proved plenty but I don't know you or what your capable of." His voice echoing off the large hall along with every step he took, " Sure you maybe strong but who doesn't have their strengths? I also wasn’t trying to say you were wondering off I was only stating for you to keep near for the structure is ever changing. The only reason I have any idea where the hell I am going is because of the etchings of old tongue guiding the way! It's just a pain in my back side to be so limited with my abilities in this place when it shifts!"

Kyra's ghostly image glided over the dark palace's glossy floor as it continued to lure Dara towards the tempestuous demon. The corridors seemed to be forever winding with each turn the apparition made and almost never ending as she neared the throne hall's doors. His search for Belail had finally come to an end when the false spirit of his wife halted in front of a large set of ominous doors. Then glancing over her shoulder she peered into Dara's eyes beckoning him as she curled her finger in several times before fading through the entrance. Behind the door sat the dark lord as he awaited his guest's arrival who seemed to be willing to do anything just to have his lover back at his side. Without even waiting for Dara to approach his sitting chamber's entrance the doors popped open in a slow eerie manner until the throne hall was revealed completely and at the end of it glared a pair of blue eyes belonging to Belail. The silence of the room was broken as his possessed voice recoiled off the walls to summon Dara closer, "Come Dara into my chambers let us converse your future under my rein and the benefits of serving your ancient god." His jagged teeth illuminated from under his glowing eyes when he grinned before a silhouette of a lifeless body was lifted into the air blocking out Belail's Cheshire expression. The dangling body that the Dark lord so carelessly strung up into the air like a helpless puppet was the corpse of Dara's wounded wife Kyra and he knew that Dara wouldn't be able to resist what he was about to offer. "I believe we have already met in undesirable circumstances but I can be forgiving and let that go for a price of course and no doubt you will get your reward. I trust this is what you are looking for? Such a pity a beautiful female as herself was brutally massacred but I can change all that. So what say you? Will you join me by denouncing the power of Lucis and except your old form? In exchange I will grant the return of your loved ones life or will you join her in the void of death?" His voice slithered about in Dara's ears as his massive lion like body glided off his throne letting his paws hit the floor his sharp nails tapped against the hard surface.

After opening several rifts Gaap was relieved to see his master's throne doors opened since his hand had been mutilated from having to liberate so many blood locks. "Oh good now I don't have torture myself any longer and this will give my poor flesh a chance to heal. Not that you care but here is where we part ways since I am not allowed entry..." He paused a moment as he could hear his master speak and was slightly curious to whom he was engaging but none the less he left Maeva to find out on her own, "I am not sure if you should enter or not but it all depends on how much your relationship with the sire has progressed. Otherwise I loathed our time together and hope to not see you again!" He then turned and walked away from Maeva as he was mollified that she was no longer hovering over him and that he could return to his home. He then began to make his way to the room with the many gateways where Candle and the rest were located.

Af nodded in agreement to what Caden had said then spoke as he followed behind his guard, "I agree but it has to be better then just getting crushed so we will just have to keep an eye out for any other traps this demon decides to throw at us." He was glad to see the light that Caden produced as he was starting to feel uneasy about the lack of light. It wasn't that he was afraid of the dark but this sort of blackness had some kind of unpleasant feelings. The sensation of being watched was everywhere came also with an occasional whisper as many shadows not there own danced in the illumination of Caden's sorcery. He was right to be alarmed by such oddities as they were the many demons that had been sealed away so many centuries ago and with there eyes widen once more they were observing Af and Caden like prey. "I think that is best if we speed things along and find our way out of this dungeon for I fear that we might not have long if we don't make our ways out of this hell hole." His thoughts were then soothed by the sight of stairs and he swiftly pointed them out to Caden, "There!! lets get out of here!"

As Gaap started to near the room with the many gateways the ever shifting fortress darkened like it had done so earlier moving Gaap to one of the lowest levels of the sinister palace but this time it had not been Belail that had triggered it. The maze like castle had done it all on its own as it acted like a moving gear in a clock. But Gaap hadn't been the only one that was pulled from their current location as it affected Ina, Af and Caden. The altercation was less then an inconvenience for the three but for Gaap it was irksome as by some stroke of luck all four of them had appeared down the same hall. The fortress's dark powers had snuffed Caden's light spell and Af now trying to see through the heavy dark whispered to Caden, "What in the name of Lucis is going on? Why did you stop casting the light?" The dungeon had given leeway to Caden's simplest illumination spell but now that they had been moved into the upper level of the fortress none of their magical abilities worked. Ina was placed only a few inches away from the Ventus king and his guard but the distance differed for Gaap as he was several feet away. He grumbled to himself as he knew what had just happened and that it meant another extended journey he would have to make to get to his destination, "Dam it why does this have to happen to me. Why couldn't this happened after I got out of here? I hate this dam maze the master calls home for the most elementary spell is impossible. It wasn't enough that I had to put up with that arrogant bitch that didn't listen to a word I said...nooooo I have to be plunged into darkness down some strange hall. Oh for Belail's sake turn the dim lights back on already!" Af could hear Gaap complaining off in the distance and he knew they weren't alone and it wasn't long before that was confirmed as the pale blue illumination relight the wall carvings and slightly brightening the corridors once more. Af at first took notice that they were no longer trapped inside the dungeon but was taken back on how close Ina was and without hesitating he revealed his blade to her. He knew that she was a Sanguis but he didn't know she was a traitor, "Get back! I know what you are and I am not about to serve your master!" Slamming Ina to the wall he bared his teeth as his assassin's blade was near her throat, "Where is your partner? I heard him complaining in the dark!" Gaap still being several feet behind Af and the others heard a slight commotion and he cautiously made his way towards them. He had no choice but to walk in that direction since that was the path he needed to follow.

Ariel snickered at Amaya's snide remark towards Vole but the over sized demon wasn't laughing as he snapped at her, "Funny I thought a six legged ant could carry ten times there weight so why don't you stop making excuses about being a whelp and get a move on you little circus freak!" His short temper began to fuse as he continued to wait for them but Ariel didn't bother to pick up the pace and she knew that Amaya wasn't about to do it either, "I would tell you that we could kick him in the nuts but that redwood is to high for anyone to reach so I don't think he has ever gotten laid! He hasn't gotten any room to talk about being a freak!" She busted up laughing and it had been the first time since her transformation that she seemed almost civil with Amaya.

Suddenly Niveus raised her head from her arms that had been laid upon the table of her shattered home as a pale blue light filtered throughout the rubble. The ambient light soothed her worry as she made her way to the shambled porch and off in the distance the light radiated from the abandon town's temple. The temple was a place of worship for the dark lord Belail but also a gateway that allowed access to both her home and her master's fortress. Although the walls were broken down it carried the same design as Belail's castle with it's ornate carvings that traced the entire temple the eye capturing blue light bleed out from them. The sanctuary was small and each Guardian town had one almost similar to each other but none compared to the grand temple of Belail where she had been hiding all those years. Her hopes were raised as she anticipated who was on the other side and she prayed it would be her master, "Oh Belail I have been awaiting your return so that you may restore my home to its former glory and it may appear my wait will soon be over." She didn't see the dark lord like everyone else perceived as he had always been her protection. Niveus had always took his vile nature with a grain of salt as she accepted him for who he was and that everyone should do the same despite what their opinion might be. No longer standing on the porch she began making her way closer to the small temple to greet who she thought was her master.

 

[Tala Lakota]

Du’an and Nirvana separated and Nirvana looked him up and down, “Du’an, you’re covered in blood. Are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” Du’an replied shaking his head, “most of it’s not mine.” She glared at him, suspecting he was just saying that to make her not worry and he smirked, “No really, this,” he spun around and pointed to his buttocks and upper thighs which was the worst place covered in thick dried blood, “is where I slipped and fell in dead priest guts.” He spun back around, “And most of what’s on my front is from her,” he gestured at Navi still on his svine, “or him.”
He turned and looked at Uriel as the deity landed beside them and asked brusquely, “Why are we stopped?”
“Uriel!” Nirvana exclaimed, she started to bow but he stopped her short.
“Don’t do that,” he looked at Du’an and asked again, “Why are we stopped?”
“We can’t all be gods, Uriel,” Du’an said returning to his svine and pulling a few things out and off of the saddle. “I’m exhausted and if I go much further I’ll kill my svine and we’ll be much worse off.”
“We haven’t even gotten pass Belail’s fortress yet.”
“Uriel, that’s nearly another three hundred miles.” Du’an knelt to the ground and unrolled a worn sleeping mat, “Besides she needs rest,” he nodded at Navi.
Uriel looked over at the girl and nodded, “Fine.”
Nirvana shook her head, surprised Du’an had spoken to Uriel in such a manner, but decided to keep her mouth shut about it, instead saying, “Come on,” she walked pass them and took Du’an’s svine by the reigns, then lead her into the enchanted area, muttering a few words to make it about twice as large as it had been.
Du’an smirked as he watched his sister vanish and followed her in, grabbing the mat as he did.
Uriel looked around cautiously, despite his unease with stopping, he saw nothing to alarm him. No eyes watching them and waiting for the right moment, no hunters searching for lost prey, everything looked perfectly safe, but then again no one was really safe anymore. He sighed and followed the siblings into the enchanted circle, vanishing along with them.
He made it in in time to see Du’an gently pulling Navi off the svine and laying her on his mat, leaving her father’s garbs and her mother’s diary in her hands, while Nirvana asked, “So who is she?”
Du’an sighed as he stood back up and replied, “Someone who I let get hurt very badly.” He went to his svine and pulled the saddle off, tied her to a tree with Nirvana’s, then grabbed his blanket from the saddle and covered Navi with it. “Her name is Navi. She let me sleep in her house last night and fed me this morning, but I couldn’t even repay the favor by keeping her safe. Now everything she’s known or loved is dead or destroyed.” He sighed again and gently wiped a tear from her cheek before standing back up and going back to dig through his bags.

As Dara ran after the image of his dead wife through the seemingly endless halls he started to doubt if he should do this and he realized if it had been anyone other than the Sanguis whose fault it was that his wife was dead in the first place talking he probably would’ve listened, but as her eyes locked on his, his resolve returned, knowing how much he didn’t want to loose those eyes, surely Belail couldn’t be that evil if he was offering him his wife, his love, the mother of his son, back. He stopped short as the doors started to opened and peered warily into the throne room, locking his eyes with the sinisterly glowing eyes of Belail on the far side. He hesitated as the sound of the demon’s voice drifted through the doors and slid through his ears, giving him a dirty feeling just listening to it, but as he caught sight of his wife’s body, able to tell it was her even as just a silhouette, he stepped forward. Eyes locked on the body of the only woman he’d ever loved he almost didn’t hear Belail as he started talking again, he tore his eyes away from her and looked at the demon, stopping in his tracks as the question reverberated around in his head. He’d never been a big follower of Lucis, believing a dead deity could do nothing to help those still living. He glanced again at Kyra’s body, his eyes having adjusted now he could see the ragged gash split from her right shoulder and going diagonally down to her stomach like some gruesome sash. He couldn’t allow her to remain dead if there was anything he could do to bring her back, so he returned his gaze to Belail, locking eyes with him once more and gave a jerky nod, “I-I will, just please give her back to me.”

“I never said you said I was weak nor that you said I was wondering off,” Maeva replied with a roll of her eyes, “and my wrath is an extension of his. Also, I’m not worried, if you get lost Belail could easily find me and you’d be the one getting punished, which would be highly amusing.” She was getting tired of Gaap and so was relieved when they came upon the open throne room. “Finally,” she said, stepping past him, ignoring his warning, knowing if Belail let her survive loosing Du’an and the Piece of Calx, he wouldn’t kill her for walking in on whatever he was doing, as long as she didn’t interrupt. She stalked into the throne to see Dara slowly walking toward Belail and the lifeless body of Krya floating in the air. Not wanting to catch Dara’s eye and distract him she stayed where she was to watch and see what was happening, a smirk playing at her lips.

Caden wasn’t sure he agreed with Af’s hurry as he hoped if he went slow enough he could keep from running into a trap after springing it, but he did want to get out just as bad so he quickened his pace a little and did his best to closely examine the path ahead of him to see if he could spot a trap in waiting, even though he knew anything that would be there would most likely be a spell and invisible to the naked eye, still it couldn’t hurt. He looked up as Af pointed out the stairwell, and quickened his pace again to get to it, but then his light suddenly went out seemingly of it’s own accord and he stopped in his tracks and muttered under his breath as he tried to turn it back on.

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Ina finished her spell and felt the large amount of energy it needed to work leave her body making her stumble slightly as she was suddenly much weaker, but even after taking the energy she was still running down the same hall. A sense of complete hopelessness washed through her and a few tears slipped out of her eyes and were absorbed into her white fur, darkening it to a grey, but she kept running anyway, she might not have a hope of getting out, but she wouldn’t give up till Belail had caught her, she couldn’t give up, not knowing what the demon would do to her. Before she got very far the already dim light faded until it was totally dark and she swore as she skidded to a stop and waited for the light to return again, expecting to be in front of Belail when she was able to see again.
But it wasn’t Belail’s voice she heard just inches away from her in the dark, nor his replying in an irked tone: “I didn’t stop, it just went out. This godforsaken place must’ve done it.”
Caden growled slightly then looked up as he heard Gaap’s voice down the hall and he stopped trying to revive his light and slowly slid his sword from it’s scabbard. Even if he couldn’t see the owner of the voice he could hear it and, by the sounds of it they hadn’t heard him or Af.
Ina could tell by their words that whoever she was standing near weren’t Sanguis, the one she was closest to had actually used Lucis’s name. Definitely Ventus. She knew she couldn’t easily convince them she was a traitor to Belail, so she started to quietly back away from them, hoping to get away from them before the light ever game on. But not even that was in her favor as the dim lights returned and she was spotted and suddenly slammed into the wall behind her. She gasped in pain as her head knocked painfully against the wall, but she didn’t struggle against him, knowing she didn’t have enough energy to get him off her and even if she did he was much stronger than her. She shook her head frantically and said, “No, wait, I’m not one of them, I swear. Please don’t kill me!”
Caden turned when the light came back on and he heard Af attack Ina, he almost went at her himself, but he realized his king had her well under control so he turned back down the hall and dashed towards the other voice he’d heard, realizing whoever it was, was complaining about not being able to use their spells so hopefully he could subdue them with mere force. He saw Gaap and quickened his pace, catching him by the throat and spinning around so that he was facing the way he’d come. Hoping he may know a way out Caden had quickly decided to not kill Gaap even though he would much rather end the man’s life. Caden flicked his sword up to Gaap’s throat and pointed back towards where he could still hear Af and Ina talking and said gruffly, “Go.” Had he not had such a discombobulating day he might’ve recognized the priest, but being as he was much younger looking now than when Caden had ever seen him, he didn’t make the connection.

Amaya raised her eyebrows at Vole’s attempt to rile her but only said in reply, “I’m not six legged, I’m four legged with two arms. Learn your anatomy, dumbo.” She’d gotten plenty of mocking comments on her odd amount of limbs so she’d learned to not let it bother her. She chuckled at Ariel’s comment and smirked at her replying, “He probably cast a spell on himself to make himself bigger to compensate for something,” she gestured at his groin area, “if you get my meaning.”

Candle floated backwards a little as she the strange words finished falling out of her mouth and the portal began to glow. “He was right,” she muttered, the things that the priest had told her came to mind as she realized whatever she was, and it wasn’t Ventus, had given her the ability to save what was left of her friends. She hesitated only a moment before she moved forward and drifted through the blue light, the thieves following after her, Brogan hesitated but figured chancing the portal would be better than chancing the fortress and he followed them through.
Candle flew out the other side, ready to attack anyone that might be standing on the other side waiting to attack, but there was no one inside the run down building so she turned and watched to make sure everyone had come through okay. As soon as he was through and the desperate flight was over, Kleptein sunk to his knees on the cracked stone floor and started to weep softly into his hands. Candle wanted to wrap her arms around him but since he wouldn’t be able to feel her touch she just stayed where she was as the woman that had stopped him from running off earlier knelt beside him and held him tight. She turned away from them and looked over the others, such a pitifully small group compared to what they used to have, but they were together and that would have to be enough for now.
“What is this place?” Brogan asked as he stepped away from the portal and looked around the ruined temple.
“I don’t know,” Candle replied, “but we can probably stay here till we figure out what to do next.”

Kenaz walked silently up behind Jaeger and eyed his prey warily, he could take one of them down from here, and probably a second before they even got close, maybe three if he used his special bolts, which with this group he probably would, they would make fine souls to control, that would leave only the girl, she wasn’t a fighter. But while he was proficient in hand-to-hand and long distance combat he was not so good at spells and at least two of his opponents were, he didn’t know how good they were, and if one of the two got their head together fast enough to return fire before he got off the second bolt he would not only lose them, but probably his life as well. He was cocky, but he wasn’t stupid. He let out a slightly annoyed growl as they disappeared. He could wait on them, but he’d rather not.​

 

[Chickenhorrormovie]

Abdiel groaned in pain as he woke, the sensation from Nirvana dropping his head was made clear when he became aware. Although he was still fighting death from the soul purging scream that Belail let out he had an uncomfortable feeling that they were being watched and this made him become restless. He tried sitting up but the earth around him began spinning making it difficult to even notice the newcomers that were around him. Despite this ill effect that took hold he tried getting to his feet as he spoke with a slur, "We... need... to get out... of here something... or someone... is eying us... like prey." He then grew silent as his strength only allowed him get to one knee before he collapsed to the ground. With the sudden commotion that Abdiel brought about Navi was jerked from her horrid nightmare and because they both had been effected by the dark lord's power a chain of events began to stir. The sinister power that ailed Abdiel muddled with Belail's blood that was within Navi creating a perfect setting for the Dark lord to possess her. An opportunity that the demon wouldn't pass up as Navi's eyes darkened like a deep abyss before shifting to the pale blue color that Belail's eyes were best known for. A deep possessed voice slid from her mouth as the dark lord made the young lady's tongue wag, "You fools think you are safe in your little protection circle but that is where you are wrong for those who aid the deities in my destruction will soon face my wrath." Using Abdiel's now convolution body like a battery Belail moved his possessed victim towards him. With Navi now leaning over Abdiel her hand braced the hilt of his dagger wrenching it from his sheath. Now armed the demon planned on finishing every last one of them off and it became apparent that the two would need to be separated from each other in order for the possession to stop. Belail's undying thirst to kill had been locked onto his most hated enemy and without hesitation Navi came running towards Uriel with the dagger raised high in the air.

Inside his throne room Belail was able to focus on both matters and neither event seemed to consume his concentration. Still very focused on Dara the Dark lord was pleased to hear that he had been taken up on his offer, "Wise, you will get her back but first we must resolve...one...little...matter." His wicked grin resurfaced across his face as his haunches swayed near Dara and with one swift move from his tail Belail's spur struck precisely between the disks of Dara's spine. Belail's dark essence now pumping into Dara the Dark lord's sinister voice filled the air once more, "Don't you mind the pain it has it's reasons. Just think the divine light that was spilled over into your lineage is like a disease festering your body. I am merely the cure! My how your meek Ventus forms wither so swiftly into nothing. I have put my faith into you Dara so don't give me doubt. Betray me and I won't be so forgiving for I have given you back your desires. Just as easily as I gift them I can take them away! You wouldn't want to watch your love perish a second time?" After making it clear of the consequences for betrayal he turned his attention over to Kyra. Her corpse still free floating in the air Belail began the process of healing her wide open wound that seemed to sash her like the strap of a quiver. With her wounds sealed Kyra appeared as if she had never been touched which only left the last step, her resurrection. Belail's prong then slowly drifted out of Dara's spine with his body unraveling itself from his new underling. He stood adjacent to Dara readying himself into a stance and with a loud booming roar his tongue wagged these very words,"ligat animam in vestigio!" A dark force was released from Belail's gaping mouth and a gush of wind blew with the force of a hurricane and if it were not for Belail holding Kyra's body into place she would have been thrust backwards into his throne. Several streams of blue ambient light swirled about her before entering in her body. Once the illumination faded within her and the roaring wind came to a halt she was gently lowered to the slick gleaming floor. The process had been finished and Belail had kept his side of the bargain just as he had promised, "There just like you wanted...alive and well, like nothing ever happened to her. Go to her and see for yourself if you like but afterwards I wish to speak with you. Oh and Dara...lets not make this reunion too long I lack the patience." Then turning his head Belail began walking, passing Kyra as his eyes met with hers before making distance between them to return to his throne. Now with a little free time he was able to focus more on the destruction of Uriel and the others but with such a weak link between Abdiel and Navi it was near impossible to put all his strength into such a small amount of his blood. Still it was just enough to topple Uriel with Navi's body and with her legs straddled over the deities waist the demon was ready to give the lethal blow as the dagger now hovered over Uriel's chest. His hellish voice then spurted out a taunt that revealed something Uriel never knew, "Tell me how it feels to have your own daughter ready to thrust a dagger deep into your chest. Oops I guess you didn't know that was the real reason why Lucis died. Not for these foolish Ventus but for her own child." A malicious laugh then bellowed out as he forced Navi's hands that carried the dagger down past her face towards Uriel's heart.
Belail had been so intent on finishing what he had started back in Lucis's temple with his newly possessed victim that he almost overlooked Maeva who was standing off to the side. His lethal distraction had returned to his side and his lusting for her had caused him some earlier defeats. Despite this his heartless eyes locked onto hers and he welcomed Maeva without hesitation. Slipping into his Azel form Belail leaned back in his throne while he beckoned her with his hellish voice, "I thought I smelt your intoxicating aroma and there you are lurking in the shadows." He temporarily glanced over at Dara and Kyra as he continued to speak, "Ignore my new servants they will be leaving very soon...you know how I feel about the prolonged intrusion. Come...settle upon my lap for that will be your throne and I would have you sit no where else. The closer you are the more my hands can fondle." His grin then turned to a devious smirk as he waited for her to approach him.

Af glared intently at Ina as she spoke and she had been right that it would take plenty of convincing before he would believe her, "You're just saying that so when I release you that will be the moment you strike. Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you!" He wasn't sure if she was being truthful or not but instead of jumping to conclusions and killing her Af gave Ina the chance to prove that she wasn't a follower of Belail. His glance only left her for a moment as he watched Caden take off down the hall and he called out to him just as he was out of sight, "Caden! Where are you heading it is too dangerous to separate in this dreadful place?!" But it seemed his call was to late as he heard his guard confront the male voice they had heard only moments earlier.
Gaap swore the moment he laid eyes on Caden and knew he had run into Belail's little play things. His reaction to Caden's presence had come to late and before he knew it he was in the clutches of the Ventus soldier. His eyes grew wide at the feel of Caden's blade caressing his neck and he couldn't think of a more worse day then this, "DAM IT Why on Alloces does this shit keep happening to me?!" He grumbled as he started to walk in the direction Caden had wanted him to go and as they went he began complaining to himself about his horrible day, "This is just...fucking great...you think that I would get a break but no that would be too easy. First I get mutilated then reincarnated, yelled at by Belail, escort his stupid bitch, and just as I am about to go home I get stuck in this fortress with one of Belail's prisoners who has turned me into one as well." It wasn't long before his mumbling had been subdued by seeing Ina being held down by the King of the Ventus but he wasn't silent for long, "Hellooo Iiinaa I do believe Belail is looking forward to murdering you but it seems someone else is going to be doing it for him." Af stared over at Gaap and was slightly taken back by his appearance as Gaap looked all to familiar to him since he had seen the priest since he was a small child but his demeanor was off, "Chamuel??" He questioned him with a bit of confusion and looked at Caden in hopes to reassure his suspicions but Gaap was quick to give him a honest answer, "I am no longer he for the one you call Chamuel hangs outside the fortress walls to warn betrayers. I am one of Belail's guardians of order and long ago I had betrayed him but earlier on this day he found me and I prayed to the dead deity who did nothing to save me. Lucky for me my master Belail revived me and I remember why I serve him." Af couldn't believe what he was hearing and was almost heart broken to hear what the once beloved priest was saying although he was surprised that Gaap had been so honest with him. Wanting not to believe this new information he had just received he turned and looked at Ina, "Is this true what he is saying? Is he a guardian of this order for Belail and why does the Dark lord wish you dead?" Af had been given the proof he needed to believe Ina and slowly lowered his blade as he waited to hear her response.

Vole had finally lost his temper with Amaya and Ariel as he listened to them mock his size, "Fuck both of you since I don't have time for your petty games you can find your own way to mount Belail's trophies up on these high steaks!" He then began to storm off towards his post just as he heard Amaya state that his penis was small and without hesitating he pulled his garbs up displaying his large gentiles to the both of them, "That proof enough for you? Now shut the hell up before I nail you two into the ground with my dick!" Ariel had nodded to Amaya about getting the inside joke and had begun laughing but Vole had only made the situation worse by flashing them and her laughter was intensified, "He had to prove it and I don't think there are any takers! I bet if he jumps he could knock himself out!" She had almost dropped Caflice's body from laughing so hard but regaining her hold she waved her hand at Vole shooing him away as she yelled out, Oh get out of here it isn't like we asked for your help anyways." Looking over at Amaya she clarified what they could do when they got to the tall rods that were meant for the bodies, "I can lift them over each steak by flying over them then carefully impaling both corpses onto the sharp ends. So how would you like to position the bodies would you like to impale them through the gut or let the rod slid through there rectum!" She smiled as she asked the twisted question and it seemed to almost amuse the once strong and caring deity.

Once the brilliant blue light had died from the cravings covering the temple and no one emerged from the shambled doors Niveus grew more curious then ever. She slowly made her way up the cracked stone steps and placing her hand over the lose knob she turned the handle. She then pushed the door just enough where the moon light made a small slit of light cascade over the broken down walls and floors. Peering in she knew immediately that it hadn't been Belail who had crossed through the portal as she caught eye of Candle who was the same race as she, known as the Avira. She whispered to herself in disbelief and happiness, "I am not the last of my kind but what is she doing with those Ventus doesn't she know that they are the ones that murdered our kind?" Niveus then took a deep breath as she pushed the door wide open lighting the dank temple with moon light as she demanded answers, "Who are you and what are you doing with a small Avira child?!" The fully lit room exposed a decent sized statue of Belail holding the frame of the gateway they had just passed through along with many aisles of pews that ran back towards the entrance. The view had become clear that they were in a temple meant for worshiping Belail and Niveus wasn't pleased that a bunch of Ventus were defiling it with their presence.

Jaeger had turned his head as his sensitive ears picked up Kenaz's silent foot steps and he could see his friend diligently mapping out his targets that was until they disappeared out of view. Jaegar's keen eyes on the other hand were able to penetrate the protection spell that made most people unable to see the unseen. "What's wrong Kenaz need a better view? I see just fine I don't understand why you have such difficulty?" He asked in a teasing manner but Jaegar knew it was because he was the guardian of nature and since the Ventus were part of it that hiding from him was difficult. It was their heartbeat and heat signature that gave them away as that was what his eyes were picking up and with their scent it allowed him to tell who was who. He then noticed a change between Abdiel and Navi that was very familiar and he chuckled a bit as he informed Kenaz, "It seems that the master has gotten involved and I can see why since there is a Deity within this group. I guess he wants to take out the Shepard before the hungry wolves feast upon the unsuspecting flock." His eyes gleamed maliciously as he looked up at Kenaz from his hunched over position.

 

[Tala Lakota]

“Hey!” Nirvana said, spinning away from Navi as Abdiel started to move, “I told you to be still and quiet.” She started to walk over to him as she went on, “You’re going to waste all the energ--” she stopped short when Belail’s voice came out of Navi and she spun around just in time to dodge the smaller girl and was too startled to stop her when she ran past her again to take out Uriel.
The deity braced himself for the hit, but wasn’t expecting the extra strength she had from Belail and was slammed to the ground with a grunt. He raised a hand to grab her wrist and stop the blow, but then those words came out of her mouth and he froze, a hundred thoughts somehow running through his head at once yet he couldn’t catch a hold of any of them and suddenly he didn’t see the knife coming down at him, just Navi’s face, and despite the fact that it was contorted with Belail’s wicked grin, and that her eyes were glowing he could tell how much she looked like the woman he had loved and lost.
Suddenly that face was gone as Du’an tackled Navi off Uriel with a snarl just before the knife struck home and he said angrily, “Get out of her, you bastard!”
“We need to separate them!” Nirvana said from where she was trying to help Abdiel, but she knew that whatever curse was draining his life was somehow helping to control Navi’s body. She repeated the same spell she’d used to get her and Abdiel out of the fortress but this time the light formed around Du’an, Navi, and Uriel and when it faded they were gone. Nirvana sighed and wrapped her arms around her stomach, hoping she’d done the right thing, if that didn’t work it would be one less person around the girl to help her. She shook her head, there was nothing she could do about it now so she turned back to Abdiel and knelt by him, placing a hand on his forehead and repeating the spells she’d been using to subdue the curse.

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“Wait!” Du’an said, looking away from Navi as the light appeared around them, but it was too late and suddenly they were else where. He sighed and returned his attention to Navi where he had her pinned on the ground to see if Nirvana’s attempt had worked. He asked hesitantly, “Navi, are you okay?”

Dara screamed as Belail’s stinger struck his spine and he fell to the ground as he could feel himself being tainted and changed. He wanted to pull it out and run away so bad but forced himself to take it, telling himself he was doing it for Kyra, knowing she’d go through just as much pain and worse to save him. He made himself hold back another scream and gritted his teeth to bear the pain. He shook his head as Belail spoke to him and told him what would happen if he betrayed him. He knew if he opened his mouth to reply only another scream would come out, so he kept it shut and just shook his head at the question; no he didn‘t want that, it would kill him to watch her die again, especially since it would be his fault. He gasped and crumpled the rest of the way to the ground when Belail pulled the stinger out. Panting for breath he looked up at Belail as the demon started to speak then curled up as he strong winds threatened to blow him across the room. He waited till the winds subsided and looked up to see her being lowered to the floor and he scrambled to his feet and dashed over to her, dropping to his knees and sliding across the floor to gather her up in his arms. “Kyra? Kyra are you okay?”
Kyra groaned as her eyes flickered open and she had a confused expression on her face, “D-Dara, what--” she locked eyes with Belail for a moment and then everything became clear as she remembered her death and knew what her husband had done. “Oh Dara no,” she said placing a hand on his cheek, feeling his tears as some of her own spilled down her face, “you shouldn’t’ve done this. You’ve--”
“It’s okay,” Dara said shaking his head and smiling at her, “it’s okay. I have you back and everything’s okay.”
Kyra suddenly sat up and looked around, “Where’s Kleptein? Is he alive? What’s happened to him?”
Dara caught her by the shoulders, “He’s okay, he’s with Brogan and the others, he’s fine.” She sighed in relief and wrapped her arms around him. They sat there for a moment before Dara remembered Belail’s comment about his impatience and he got to his feet and pulled Kyra to hers. Using his thumb to wipe her tears away he said gently, “Everything will be okay now that we’re together again.” She looked at the floor, not so sure she agreed. He sighed and kissed her forehead, he would show her. He turned and looked at Belail, eyes widening when he saw Maeva sitting on his lap and he had to force himself to look away from her naked body and into Belail’s eyes. “Thank you . . . Master, what do you wish of me?” It was hard for him to submit to Belail, he'd always been one to challenge authority, but usually the worst that would mean would be being thrown in jail, which he could escape from, now it would mean his death and that of Kyra's and he'd grovel as much as it took to keep that from happening.

Maeva waited patiently until Belail spotted her and started to move forward as soon as he saw her, a wicked smirk twisting her lips. She did exactly as told and ignored the thieves as she ascended the steps to the throne, swinging her hips in a seductive manner. Settling her perfect body down on his lap sideways she said, “No throne would be better, my king.” He slipped her hand down between her hip and his waste and wrapped her long fingers around his shaft and added with a grin as she stroked him, “The closer I am the more I can feel your strength.” Not removing her hand from his member she turned and looked at the thieves as they stood and Dara faced Belail, rolling her eyes as Kyra pressed her face into his chest. She chuckled as Dara recognized her and new he was having a hard time not staring at her body, and figured there was a good chance he was getting a good boner.

Ina raised her eyebrows, surprised that Af hadn’t just killed her immediately, he had every reason to, but she didn’t know if she could convince him of her truthfulness. She gave a nervous smile and said, “A good reason? I don’t exactly know of a good reason to not kill me. I can’t help you in any way.” She followed Af’s glance after the soldier but then looked back at Af. “Look, I’m not like the rest of them, I never did participate in any of their worship, I swear it, but if you don’t believe me go ahead and kill me better you than--” she turned and looked down the hall as Gaap and Caden came into view and her ears flattened as Gaap caught sight of her and whispered in despair under her breath, “Gaap.” She hadn’t known he’d been killed and brought back to who he used to be. She had hoped she could find Chamuel and seek refuge with him, since she had known he had turned on Belail like her. She shrugged at Gaap’s comment and replied, “Better him than Belail.”
Caden raised his eyebrows as Af recognized the ex-priest and he spun Gaap around and pushed him into the wall, inspecting his face and shaking his head when he recognized the same features on Gaap’s face that he knew well of Chamuel’s then he looked at Ina when Af spoke to her.
Ina nodded, watching the point of Af’s blade as he lowered it, “It is, I’m sorry to say. He left Belail’s order long ago, but I didn’t know he was back. Belail wants me dead because I left him too. I’ve never been able to do the things involved in his worship and as soon as he came back I tried to leave but he caught me before I could. I got away, but not before I gave him a grudge to find and kill me.” A thought suddenly came to her and her face light up. “Oh, he’s a guardian, duh. He can get us out of here, without going past Belail.”
“Why should we believe you?” Caden growled, he’d’ve placed his sword against her throat if it wasn’t already against Gaap’s.
Ina shrunk away from his glare, “Don’t if you don’t want to, but I don’t see what choice you have.”

Amaya raised her eyebrows as Vole pitched a conniption fit and stormed off then chuckled, “Well, good for him, he found a spell to enlarge that too.” She grinned at Ariel’s comment and replied, “I think he went a little too far with the enlargement spell and now it’s more like a third leg, and he thinks I’m the freak with an odd amount of limbs.” She walked over to where the steaks stood in the ground and looked up at them. “Well, they’ve always had sticks up there butts anyways so I say keep that going into their deaths,” she chuckled and smirked at the ex-deity, no longer surprised by how vicious she’d become.

Brogan spun towards Niveus, drawing his sword as the door flew open. He snarled at her and stepped forward.
“Yes Brogan,” Candle said rolling her eyes, “because a sword is going to do a whole lot against a ghost.” She drifted forward, getting between Brogan and Niveus. “I’m Candle and these are my friends and family. We’ve just come here from inside Belail’s fortress and were looking for a place to rest and heal.” She looked at Brogan as he reluctantly shoved his sword back into his belt with a sigh, grumbling something about how people used to be solid, then she returned her gaze to Niveus, “Did you . . . did you just call me an Avira?” She was the youngest one there so the question had to have something to do with her. “Is that what I am?”

Kenaz didn’t let Jaegar’s comment get to him and he smirked down at the tracker, “I don’t exactly see that ability is helping at the moment.” He looked back towards where he knew the group was and smiled at the news Jaegar imparted and he chuckled as he saw Uriel knocked half-way out of the protective circle, it was a strange sight as he could see the top halves of their bodies but the rest was still invisible to him, he wondered if he could see their insides from the other direction. His smirk turned to a frown as a light engulfed them and they vanished. With a sigh he returned his crossbow to the hook on the leather strap across his back where he kept his weapons when not in use. If Belail had gotten involved then he was no longer of need, “Well, so much for that hunt.”​

 

[Chickenhorrormovie]

It had been another golden opportunity for Belail as the information he had relaid to Uriel left the deity in shock and open for the kill. His wicked soul squirmed with pleasure as the dagger in Navi's hands had just punctured the surface of Uriel's skin. Having only muscle and bone left before reaching the deities heart his opportunity had ceased as he was caught off guard when Du'an had tackled Navi to the ground. A demonic grunt escaped Navi's lips as her body hit the rough soil knocking the dagger out of her reach only a few short inches away. Belail's piercing eyes that possessed Navi snared at Du'an's soul and once more the Dark lord's tongue wagged out from her mouth,"Ut potest, in hoc imbecillis virtute formae." The words making no sense to none other then Belail he strangely let Du'an subdue him just as Nirvana had separated them from the group. After the transition from one place to another Navi's body became dull and limp like a child's rag doll and for the longest time she made no movements that indicated any sign of life. Her skin cold to the touch she barely opened her eyes as she tried to respond to Du'an and with heavy breath she was able to muster up a few words, "Du..Du'an I don't feel well...it is hard to breath..." Her awareness then grew slender and she feel into a dream state. Suddenly out from the dusky night the sound of caravan wheels creaked along a nearby road and before long a dim light cascaded over Du'an and the others. It was a light from a small lantern attached to a cart pulled by a set of svines and it appeared to be careening towards them. It stopped only a few inches from Du'an and in the eerie mist there was a short pause as no one emerged from the caravan but after an uneasy wait a feeble elderly woman slowly came into site as she stood under the lantern. It was Lilura and she had shown up as if she had known that they would be here at this very hour. Her voice sounding aged but not weak called out to Du'an, "Come child...and bring the sickly girl so that we can aid her." Her head then turned towards Uriel and as if she could truly see him with her blind eyes she spoke, "You as well My beloved deity...for we have much to discuss." Lilura then decided to approach Navi to so what damage Belail had done and with her staff she unhooked the small light off the side of the buggy exposing the cloaked rider who had been steering the caravan. The green hood blocked the face of the caravan driver and the only thing visible on the mysterious person was a skull that decorated her shoulder. Pulling back her hood it became apparent it was Nirvana's close friend Winlic and she was less then happy to see Navi as she had always loved Du'an but never had the guts to tell him and so the only way she knew how to deal with these feelings was to be rude, "Geeze Du'an why do you have to go getting yourself into these messes and why did you have to bring her...if Belail comes this way for her or finds out where we live then it will be your fault that you kill our tribe..." Lilura's head swiftly snapped over to Winlic as she gave her a displeasing look while she scolded her, "Silence you that is no way to treat one of your tribe members especially the future leader of our clan! Besides it is no secret to the dark one of where we reside." Winlic then lowered head in a pout and nodded, "Yes Elder.." She grumbled while crossing her arms and then grew silent as she watched Lilura direct Du'an once more. "I foreseen Nirvana sending you this way and made my way down here as soon as possible. We are only a few miles from one of the remaining rift ways that will lead us home so lets not make hast." Seeing that Navi was in bad shape she then turned and slowly boarded herself back into caravan as she knew she was to feeble to help raise Navi's body into the cart, "Winlic get down and help them I would do it myself but an elderly old woman like me can't be much of assistance when lifting." Lilura said as she moved to the far side of the seat so that the others could move in. Winlic rolled her eyes as she dropped from the drivers seat and walked over to Du'an, "Need any help?"

Abdiel who had been having convolution could no longer feel his body moving and the only thing he was able to hear were the words that Belail had spat from Navi's mouth. All the pain and agony he had been through had went numb while the world around him grew dark for only a short moment and when he came to he could see himself floating above his own body. "What is happening?!" He could feel is soul being pulled in and hearing a wicked laugh he turned to see that he was being dragged into Navi's body. The words that Belail spoke had brought Abdiel and Navi together into one body along with Abdiel's curse that had been ailing him since the death scream and he knew that Belail was up to no good. He tried to scream but no one heard him except for the Dark lord himself and it had been too late as Nirvana swept them away into another part of Alloces. Belail laughed at his desperate cries for help as his threatening voice bellowed throughout both their souls, "You are going to help whether you like it or not for neither of you will be able to cry wolf!"

Belail sat in his throne irked by Du'an interrupting his plans once again but being as cunning as he was he was swift in fixing the situation since he knew that they would soon find out that Abdiel was the heart beat to Navi's possession. With a quick flick of his tongue he had wrenched Abdiel's soul into Navi and by uniting them he planed on finishing the kill while everyone was in their deep slumber. Despite his opportunity to finish off the Aduros who kept foiling his plans Belail held back his very urge to murder Du'an and get his revenge. With a grimace of hate on his face and clinched fists that braced the arms of his throne he was almost blind with rage but all that went away as Meava's nude figure slicked out from the shadows. His blue fiery eyes softened as he watched her hips dance towards him and the thought of destroying Uriel slide to the back of his mind. He grinned like a madman as he felt her bare ass and gentiles touch his muscular leg. Upon settling his lap a flicker of light entered his eyes as she wrapped her fingers around his stiff penis from beneath his loin armor that had been erect the moment her nude form came into sight. His grip loosened from the chair's arms with his hand gliding up her spine and past her neck it slid along her scalp into her voluminousness hair. It became apparent what his next move was going to be since Belail never played nice and grabbing a handful of hair from the base of her scalp he wrenched her head back. Exposing her neck like a love hungry vampire his warm wet tongue ran along her jugular. His finger nail tracing down between her breast and past her navel drawing a seam of blood as he reached her vagina between her thighs. His tongue that slid up her neck now traced over her jawline as it came in contact with her lips and forcing it into her mouth he pressed his lips against hers. Holding the violent kiss for only a few moments he pulled back and still having a firm grip his hot breath hit her ear as he retorted back to her response, "Mmmm and no scepter better to hold." His teeth clenched in a grin while he stared down where her hand was settled over his shaft as he referred to his genitals before continuing to wag his tongue, "A wicked wench like you will always have the privilege to indulge in my power especially with that tempestuous body and filthy soul. I also have something that might arouse your interest,Af. The Ventus king wonders aimlessly in my fortress. Oh how amusing it will be to see his broken expression once he comes across you being with me." His demon soul burned with desire as he plunged his fingers deep into her moist vagina and their sexual escapade would have gone further if it were not for the interruption from Dara's voice. Belail had completely blocked him and Kyra out of his mind but when he heard Dara speak up he grumbled in irritation being reminded of their presence. Releasing his grip from Maeva's hair his glare pierced back at Dara directing his attention towards him, "Don't waste your gratitude just give me your loyalty. Your soul and vessel are of my power even if you name yourself Ventus. In the end all of you return to me so reviving your mate was simple. Your ancestors passed you down a curse. One that shortens your life and weakens your form, divine light doesn't mix well with my powers. Now the task at hand that I give to you should come easy since your art is thievery. The fool named Du'an you know well has something that belongs to me. One of the twelve pieces of Calx is in his possession and since you know each other, there should be no problem getting close to him and stealing it from under his nose. I shall pair you up with both Jaeger and Kenaz they should be heading in that direction. I will let them introduce themselves to you but my word of advice I wouldn't piss them off. As for your lover take her with you or leave her with the other Sanguis that reside outside my fortress either way she will not be harmed." Belail then opened a portal in the center of the room that would lead him to both Jeager and Kenaz, "Now leave me for I have other things on my mind." Belail looked over Maeva's naked body as he spoke.

Af was glad he gave her the benefit of the doubt but he still couldn't wrap his head around the fact that Chamuel had been a dark member of Belail's order. He never seemed like the type to be in cahoots with the dark lord. He then backed away from Ina giving her some space as he listened to her explain to why Belail wanted her dead, "Well then any enemy of Belail is a friend of mine...." He smiled a moment having no reason to doubt her word any longer and it only grew when she explained her plan, "Chameul can...I mean...what was his name again...oh never mind. What do you mean he can get us out of here without encountering Belail?" Gaap then glared at Ina as he shook his head in disagreement, "Oh no I am not so put that thought out of your mind. Especially taking you anywhere near my home!" Af more curious now that Gaap had said that looked over at Caden as he directed him, "I don't see the harm in taking her advice either way even if she is serving Belail we will end up in his clutches so I say we listen to her."

Vole had moved off far in the distance away from them that he no longer listened to what they were say and he even thought about denying them access to the enclosed city but that would only get him in trouble. Ariel fell on her ass dropping Caflice to the ground as she tried to catch her breath from laughing so hard, "Maybe you can see if you can be Belail's court jester because I can't stop laughing but then again I don't think anything can make him laugh." She then got to her feet as she reached for Caflice and lifting him off the ground she nodded in agreement to the positioning of their bodies. "Sounds fine with me so lets get this over with so I can get some shut eye for the night" She then yawned slightly as her wings began beating the air towards the ground and hovering over the sharp pointed end of the steak she drove it up Caflices rectum. The weight of his body slowly drove the rod deeper as she reached for Chamuel's body, "Here hand him over and we should be done!" Her wings still flapping she waited for Amaya's reaction.

Niveus's eyes narrowed at Brogan as she was already less then tolerant to their attendence and she was about to put him in his place until Candle intervened. Shaking her head she was displeased to hear Candle call the group of Ventus, friends and family but she would put up with their presence if it meant getting close to the small Avira child. Her voice was soft now that she directed her attention towards the small girl and moving closer Niveus knelt down to Candle's level, "Yes sweetie I did call you an Avira and it is true that is who you are." She did not need to bother to ask where her parents were as she could feel that their presence didn't emanate from Candle and Niveus knew that they had been destroyed, "I can tell you more if you like but...I am sorry your friends can not remain here. They will have to find another place to seek shelter for if I allow their presence my master will become enraged by my decision. You on the other hand he will be pleased to know that you exist and I am a bit surprised that he didn't acknowledge you while you wondered his castle. Oh forgive me I forgot to introduce myself....I am Niveus the guardian of the dead and a member of the order...Belail's order." She then looked up at the group more then sure that they had heard what she had said but her concern lied more with Candle and what the Ventus had told her, "Now don't be frightened by this Candle I will not harm you or any of your friends and I will allow them to remain for a short moment here as it appears my master hasn't acknowledged my presence yet. But it is not wise for them to linger inside the temple so I will take you and your friends to my home or what is left of it." She lowered her head at her last words but opening her arms she wrapped them around Candle lifting her off her feet as if she were her mother about to carry her off to bed. Niveus then turned and looked at the band of thieves before stepping out into the moon light and walking back towards her home.

Jaeger turned to look back towards Du'an and the others as he watched the power struggle between Navi and Uriel he waited to see what would happen next which was very disheartening when they vanished out of sight. "Dam it and we were so close..." His neck then snapped back over to Kenaz as he couldn't believe what he was saying, "What is that supposed to mean?! I don't know about you but I am not going to stop tracking them just because the master decided to get involved and by the looks of it the blood in the girl was very little which makes Belail's connection weak." His form then began to morph into the element of wind until a dark portal tore through the fabric of Alloces which forced Jaerer to wrench a few clouds over the illuminated moon to cover up the rift with darkness so that it would be less noticeable. Jaeger snarled as he anticipated what was about to come out from the portal even though he was aware that it had been made by Belail.

 

[Tala Lakota]

Du’an didn’t know what to do as Belail started using Navi’s mouth for a spell, but before he could figure anything out he’d been transported and then Navi went limp. “No, no, no. Navi! Navi wake up!” He placed his hands on her shoulders and shook her slender frame. His breath caught in his throat when she spoke. “Hold on Navi,” he said, grasping her hand, “you’re going to be okay.” He didn’t really believe his own words and he wasn’t sure if he was trying to reassure himself or her, he didn’t even know if she could hear him. He looked around frantically, “Uriel, you have to do something, I know very few spells, I can’t--” but Uriel didn’t seem to be hearing him. The deity had propped himself up on his elbows and was staring at Navi’s limp form. “Uriel!” Du’an said louder trying to get his attention, but then he heard the sound of a creaking wagon and he jumped to his feet and spun towards the road, drawing his sword in preparation for a fight. He grew tenser and tenser as the wagon stopped in front of him and it seemed like forever before Lilura came out. Du’an nearly burst into tears as he sagged in relief at the sight of his great-grandmother. Sheathing his sword, he stepped out of her way as she went to inspect Navi. He opened his mouth to say something to her but then turned and looked at Winlic as she attempted to rebuke him. He had absolutely no clue of her affections for him, but it wouldn’t matter if he did, he didn’t do relationships anymore, and he wouldn’t unless he could end his curse. Usually he had a sarcastic retort for her that was always delivered with good humor, he’d never let her get to him, but this time, despite the fact that he could’ve replied with several scathing replies, he was just too tired and had had too bad of a day to want to deal with her attitude toward him, so he let it go and turned back towards his grandmother wincing as he said, “You’ve no idea how happy I am to see you. There’s no way I could’ve gotten her to the village in time.” He knelt down beside Navi and gently lifted her off the ground, shaking his head at Winlic’s question, “I’ve got it, she’s light as a feather. I--" his face screwed up in pain and he stepped forward and thrust Navi into Winlic's arms, groaning, "Take her." After transferring Navi so he wouldn't drop her he clutched his arm and leaned against the wagon.

Nirvana could not see Abdiel’s soul being pulled from his body but she could feel just as much as she could see the difference in him, and she knew his soul and body were no longer attached but she thought only that he’d died, she had no clue what had actually happened. She let out a swear that Lilura probably would’ve chastised her for, but who could blame her, she’d been too late in separating them and now she was alone again with a seemingly dead body. She tried a few spells on him that she knew could be used to bring someone back immediately after their death, but nothing worked. She cursed again and hit the ground, she hadn’t even known the man but she felt like she’d failed him, even though she’d put a ton of energy into him to keep him alive, as had his friend. She took a deep breath and sat back, deciding what to do. Du’an would be about a hundred miles up the road and it would be a while before she could repeat the spell for herself, but then she remembered what Abdiel had said about others watching them and if he was right she couldn’t stay there, although they would probably just follow if she left and her svine was tired and needed to rest for the night, as was Du’an’s, she swore again, she’d transported the three of them but had left Du’an’s svine and all his stuff here. She sighed again, feeling rather stupid and having no clue Lilura had predicted what she had done. Looking down at Abdiel’s limp body she wasn’t sure what to do with him. She didn’t want to just leave his body there, but she didn’t have the time to dig a grave. Figuring she could use Du’an’s svine to carry him she could take his body back to the village and give him a proper burial there. Standing up she grabbed Du’an’s saddle and placed it on his svine, ignoring its snorts of protest then rolled up his sleeping things and attached them to the saddle, she looked at the garment and diary Navi had left behind and then placed the diary carefully in one of Du’an’s saddle bags and tied the garment onto the saddle, placing a small spell on it that would lock in her father’s scent and keep out that of the svine, she knew from experience how therapeutic scents from lost family members could be and didn’t want that smell replaced by that of a svine, if Navi wanted that smell all she would have to do would be to go out to the stables. That finished, she wrapped Abdiel’s body up in a blanket and used another spell to hoist him up onto Du’an’s svine. The svine protested a passenger other than the one she was bonded to. Nirvana had anticipated this and projected an image of Du’an into her mind and gave her the impression that they would get to him faster if she just went with it. She in no way had the ability to speak to animals, nor Du’an’s to control them, but since her brother had a tendency to bring animals into her house she’d learned to use her ability to speak into others' minds to communicate with animals. She felt a reluctant acceptance from Du’an’s svine and she smiled, grateful the beast had grown up with her brother, it had made her smarter and better able to understand people. That done she tied her to her own svine and then took the reigns and started to lead them away, figuring if she walked she could save her svine some energy. As she walked she kept a close eye on her surroundings, ready at a moment’s notice to draw her sword or throw around spells.

Maeva could see the expression change on Belail’s face and wondered what had happened that had pissed him off so much, but she was amused at how much she’d changed his mood just by walking over. She smirked seductively as his hand slid up her spine and she knew exactly what he was about to do well before his hand hit her hair and she grinned at him as she tightened her grip on his hard penis in a rather painful manner and started to rub it as he yanked her head back and ran his tongue along her neck and an excited chill ran down her spine, she couldn’t get enough of his dirty attention. A moan escaped her lips as his claw split her skin like an over-ripe fruit as she bit down hard enough to draw blood from his tongue as it was thrust into her mouth and she swallowed the black liquid as it dripped into her mouth then grinned at him when he broke the kiss. She stared into his glowing blue eyes as she listened to his filthy mouth and her grin grew as he spoke of Af and she knew how much it would break the heart of the man that loved her. A longing groan slid out of her throat as his fingers slid inside her and she started to reply to him when the thief suddenly interrupted them and she barely kept herself from using a spell to set him on fire. She turned and glared at the two as Belail spoke to Dara.
Dara flinched slightly as Belail glared at him, but he did his best to meet the demon’s gaze, his eyes widening slightly as he learned that it was Belail that had actually made them, but he kept his silence as he kept talking, giving a bit of a shaky nod as he referred to them being thieves, it was true that they weren’t exactly law abiding, but Dara had never considered himself as crooked as the Sanguis, but then again all he’d known about them was what he’d heard from other’s in Ac'quida. Amaya was the closest he’d ever come to knowing one, and she’d hated both races. His eyes grew even larger as he was told his task was to steal something from Du’an, the man that had helped him save Kyra from Belail earlier, but he didn’t dare dispute the orders and he lowered his head towards Belail in a bow and lead Kyra through the portal, not wanting to leave her there after just getting her back.
The thieves gone, Maeva turned her attention back to Belail, releasing his penis then repositioning herself so that she was facing him and grabbing it again roughly with one hand while she dug her nails of the other hand into his arm enough to draw blood and replied to his offer, “That sounds like a great plan. I’ve been waiting so long to show my true self to that fool, and I can’t think of a better way to do it.”

Ina raised her eyebrows, not quite believing that she’d gained the Ventus’s trust so quickly. Her relief was short-lived though as Caden shook his head, “I’ll listen to her because it’s our only option, but I won’t trust her. We don’t know if she’s telling us the truth or not.” He knew it was a possibility the two of them were in cahoots and he didn’t want to be blindsided. “She’s still a Sanguis, no matter what she says.”
Ina shrugged, understanding his caution, “Here.” She turned slightly and bent down slowly, letting him watch her closely as she slowly unhooked a small knife from her ankle and handed it over to the soldier. “Now I’m totally unarmed and I suck at most spells, the only one I’m good at I can’t even use here and isn’t an attack spell anyway.”
Caden narrowed his eyes and stuck the blade in a small pack he’d been able to bring along with him in a hurry. Then turned his attention on Gaap and said with a growl, sticking his sword against Gaap’s throat, “Okay, I’ve had a really bad day. My best friends and the woman I was planning on marrying, and hundreds of innocent people I’ve sworn to protect are dead or worse. So I suggest taking us to where ever she’s talking about or I’m going to make you think the beginning of your day was the good part.”
Ina shuddered at how cold Caden’s voice and eyes had grown and she subconsciously took a step away from him, it was almost as if she was hiding behind Af.

Amaya laughed and shook her head at Ariel’s reaction and she shook her head vigorously, “Oh no, the only thing that would amuse him would be to see someone ripped to shreds repeatedly, I’m not doing that.” She stepped away from Ariel as she took flight and watched her drop the dead Sargent’s body on the steak, nodding at her comment, “Yea, I would really like to get this day over with.” She grabbed the priest’s body and heaved him up toward Ariel saying, “Catch, he’s not that heavy, most of his innards are gone.” She chuckled and watched Ariel.

A growl escaped Brogan’s throat as soon as Niveus mentioned she was part of Belail’s order and the other thieves stiffened, a couple grabbing their weapons until they realized they wouldn’t be able to do anything against her, seeing as she was already dead. Candle shot them a look and then glared back at Niveus, “We will not follow him. We never worshiped Lucis, but likewise we will not worship Belail.” She gave a bit of a surprised grunt as the other Avira suddenly picked her up and she growled a bit as she wiggled out of her grasp. “Ugh, you’re such an adult,” she said, going back over to the thieves who were coming out of the rundown temple. “I can walk myself.”
Brogan couldn’t help but smile and chuckled at Candle and he looked up and smirked at Niveus, “She doesn’t like being treated like a kid. Never has.” He ran his hand through Candle’s intangible hair as if to ruffle it and she glared at him and swatted her hand through his as if she could swat him away. “Not even by those of us who raised her.”

Kenaz gave a bit of a pout as they vanished and he looked down at Jaeger, only smirking as his friend snapped at him, “I meant only that my job is to capture their souls for the use of our Dark Lord, but it appears he already has control over them, and I wouldn’t want to ruin his fun by making it too easy for him.” He looked back over as the woman, a magic user he could immediately tell, even if she hadn’t been the one to dispel the barrier, reappeared with a body over the back of one of the two svines. “But she will always be good to take back to him,” He pulled out his crossbow and started to ask, “What do you think? Soul or aliv--” he stopped when a the portal suddenly appeared and he spun pointing the pre-loaded weapon straight at it, just in case.
Dara pulled Kyra to an abrupt halt as they suddenly appeared in front of two relatively violent looking men who appeared quite ready to kill the both of them and keep doing whatever it was they had been without a second thought. “B-Belail sent me to help.”
Kenaz snorted lowering his weapon, “Fat chance of you being any help.”
Dara glared at him, “For your information I’m a strong fighter, and Belail wants me to steal something, which me being a thief will kind of help.”
Kenaz shrugged, not really caring. He looked at Kyra, thinking the two of them appeared too emotional to be on any kind of mission, much less one like this, but he wasn’t going to go against Belail’s judgment. “Whatever, just don’t get in the way.”
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[Chickenhorrormovie]

Winlic nearly fell to the ground as Du'an suddenly landed all of Navi's weight into her arms and she began complaining, "Geeze Du'an I said need some help!!!...not dump her on me....",She then paused as she seen him lean against the wagon in pain and her attitude swiftly changed, "Hey...are you alright?" Turning her head towards the wagon entrance she called out for Lilura, "Uuhh...Elda I know you just got comfortable again but Du'an doesn't look to good and Uriel isn't budging so could you help me out over here!" Lilura's blind eyes turned in the direction of Winlic's voice as if she were capable of seeing her and she started to climb back out of the caravan to aid Winlic in getting everyone on board. Once on solid ground Lilura leaned against her staff in order to keep her weak bones balanced and in slow strides she neared Du'an. Placing her hand on Du'an's shoulder she first spoke to Winlic before directing her attention to both her grandson and Uriel, "Winlic gently place the girl in the cabin while I deal with the matter at hand since it is dire that we waste no more time after this matter is resolved and get ready to direct the svines home." And with those words Winlic did as she was told while she listened and watched Lilura deal with Du'an first before even beginning to handle Uriel. With a firm grip on her grandson's shoulder she lifted her staff into the air aiming at a strong healthy tree as it would soon become the victim of Belail's dark powers. Then pulling at the side effects of the curse that ran through Du'an's veins she transferred his agony into her own body. The pain traveled from her withered hand and down her arm as she wailed out an ancient spell used by Belail himself. Even though she and the Aduros tribe no longer worshiped the dark lord his spells were still used as it was the only type of magic they knew how to conjure. Although the incantation was a painful process she went through the motions. The agonizing pain traveled through her shoulders and into her other arm gripping the long powerful rod before escaping out into a burst of black smog at the tip of her staff. The tree she had aimed for had suddenly withered from the toxic dark magic that had been feeding on Du'an but the spell was only meant to subside the side effects of the dreaded curse. Her breath now heavy as it took a toll on her feeble body she patted Du'an's shoulder as if to assure him she was alright but she wasn't sure if it had helped him any, "Give it a moment....and take your time....and if....it hasn't improved....by the time...I snap Uriel from his stupor then let me know... but if you think you are going to be fine then feel free to board the wagon." Her breathing then grew steady once more she now continued to lean against her staff for support. Feeling secure enough to leave Du'an to recover for the time being she made her way over to Uriel. The sound of his breathing leading her near him. Her hand then reached out as it brushed the back of his wing and she knew she was close, then using her staff to guide her she was able to make her way around him so that she was face to face with the stunned deity. She wanted to be respectful to him but knew that she also needed to be blunt at the same time. Hoping her touch would bring him to focus on what what occurring around him her hand found it's way upon his cheek as she began to speak, "You have been through so much my dear protector and I know that learning of the young girl's identity has come a bit of a shock but you must wake up to what is occurring at this very moment. Your daughter whose true name is Athea is dying at the hands of the dark lord! Do you hear me??!! For as long as you linger here you let Lucis's whole reason for dying go in vain. Your love put all her might into getting not only her child but also yours as well to safety." Lilura then slid her hand away from his face as she had hoped that it had gotten through to him but if it hadn't she had one last trick up her sleeve that might wake him from his torpor.

Although Abdiel's soul was tore from his weak body his heart never stopped beating and his lungs hadn't quit drawing in air. Though it was subtle in appearance which made it more then difficult to ever notice. It was like his body had slipped into a deep comma while his soul did the venturing without it. The only thing was his spirit wasn't free to roam to it's liking as he was without a voice in body not his own and unless there was someone to take notice that he was trapped he would remain a prisoner from this moment on. Forever sharing the body of a motionless girl with a disgruntled demon lord who made sure that neither of them could ever speak up and cry out for help. But Abdiel's fear had arose that Nirvana would think him dead and if she suffocated his body with burial dirt there would be no way he could live on so with fear in his heart and a passion to live he made a strive to find away to let her know he was still there. Putting all his effort into moving some part of his body from such a long distance proved to be a challenge but after the long moments of failing he finally succeeded in twitching his tail that hung off from the side of Du'an's svine. He knew that the slight movement wouldn't be enough to get her attention so putting all his strength into getting her aware of him, he was able to get it into full swing. His long tail curled with his diligent concentration and swinging it from the back hindquarter's of the svine all the way over to creature's neck he was able to hit Nirvana in the back of the head with it. He continued to swing his tail with the last muster off strength he had in hopes that she would turn around to see his movements before Belail smothered his attempts.

Belail had no need to watch his new servants vanish through the portal to know that they had left the feel of their absent presence in the throne room had become apparent. He was now alone with his filthy thoughts and his tempestuous lust while her seductive voice was more then enough to grab his full attention. His eyes never drifting from her nude body he watched as she straddled over his lap while his engorged penis ached for her to grope it violently once more. Not having to wait long, Belail's teeth clinched in pleasure as she dung her nails into his shoulder. Belail's wet fingers had slid out from her cervix for only a moment as Maeva repositioned herself. Then with little hesitation his soiled hand glided along the curves of her bare bottom before finding its way near the back end of her vagina. His fingers teasingly massaged the lips around the opening of her genitals and Belail's piercing eyes grinned with wickedness he drawled in a heavy breath that came with a response to her desires to crush Af's hopes, "An easy request to amuse your tainted heart and the thrill of sex becomes more invigorating when your audience is a heart broken lover." The wicked expression never leaving his face as he spoke but light in his eyes told her that he had a idea festering within the dark corners of his mind that would soon surface. Letting the idea boil in the back of his mind he groped Maeva's hand that was tightly wrapped around his penis then playfully positioning it between her opened legs he bobbed his dick head over her clit. With his penis tapping against her clitoris Belail's fingers now petted her cervix as his idea snaked out into both words and actions, "I think I know the best way to get the Ventus king's attention and your going to help." Then without warning Belail rammed his fingers up into her vagina and as he did he protracted his claws knowing all to well that she would enjoy his rough play while his hellish voice filtered the air, "I want you to scream my little harlot and when you do he will be more then compelled to come to your aid...the only difference is he won't know it is for pleasure!"

Af nodded in agreement to what Caden had said but after seeing Ina's willingness to hand over all her weapon he was quick to make a point to his castle guard, "It is true she maybe tricking us but she may also be changing her ways like our ancestor's before us. They to were Sanguis who served The dark lord's purpose but they decided to follow in the light and in that decision that made them Ventus. It looks like she is doing just that and since she is unarmed there should no longer be any worry for her turning against us."
Gaap laughed in defiance at Caden's threat before giving a piece of his mind, "You think for one minute that I believe a word you say. I mean really you aren't going to kill me because if you do then you loose your opportunity to escape these dreaded halls. Then you will forever wonder them for all your days or until the master tires of you. I will give you nothing and that includes your escape route" He viciously grinned as he thought he had this all figured out and Af knew that it was true that they did need Gaap to leave this place. "He is right Caden we need him alive in order to get out of here so...." Af lowered his head looking down at the ground as he continued to speak in disappointment that it had come to this, "I guess we are going to have to start breaking bones starting with his fingers." Af glanced back up just in time to see Gaap's smirk turn into a horrified expression but Gaap said nothing figuring he could take the pain since it couldn't be as bad as it would if Belail got his hands on him. Af had been an Assassin long before he had ever sat on the throne which also taught him the art of torture and even though he was only a prince at the time he offered his services to his father in the name of Lucis. So Caden's hardhearted actions hadn't surprised him as it was a matter of a life and death situation. Af could see Ina backing away and he was more then sure that she had been telling the truth so without a second thought he turned his head and began to reassure her, "There is no need to be fearful Ina. Caden and I have just lost so much in one day that it is hard to take it in all at once and of course this is the last place he and I want to be."

Niveus had began to head for the temple doors and her response to Candles words was interrupted by Candle wriggling inside her arms. Niveus seeing her trying to escape her grasp she loosened her hold on Candle letting the Avira child drop to the ground before turning back in the direction of the band of thieves. She didn't get upset by Candle's reaction and was more then willing to explain her own actions, "Very well. Go right ahead and walk out into unfamiliar territory see what trouble it gets you in!" Her statement had been interrupted by Brogan. "Don't you even begin to speak of Belail in that manner! The only reason he is acting out is because of your ancestors who betrayed him! I see nothing has changed from you ventus. You take everything you have for granted even his sorcery that powers your very soul belongs to him and when you perish you are returned to Belail's essence!" Her words directed at Brogan she revealed a far less pleasant side of her as an image of death barred a grin of its very own before returning to her former self. "Avira children can be bull headed I know this well I was once one. And as for you Candle you must realize you are young and you still don't know everything. There is always a reason behind an adult's actions. Mine are very simple. If I lift you off the ground know it is for your best because the dangers of this town are still as much as a threat the day our town was attacked by Ventus. These dangers are more a threat to us Avira then any standing before us." Niveus had hoped that Candle understood the severity of the situation and heed her warning but since Candle wasn't her child she really couldn't force the issue if she was to deny her request.


Ariel watched as Chamuel was flung into the air like a weightless doll before reaching out and snagging him by the wrist while she listened to Amaya, "I honestly don't wanna know what he does for amusement and I hope to never find out.." She paused for a moment as she bounced the dead priest's body in her hand before responding once more, "You are right he is a light as a feather and I am not sure if his mangled body will stay up here too well." She then preformed the same actions she had did to Caflice but this time she could see the rod sliding up towards his heart through the gaping hole in his stomach. A sour feeling ran through her body as the renominates of her deity soul told her in some way this was wrong but she quickly shook it off as she landed next to Amaya, "Soooo....I guess we go to Belail's castle or something now that this is all over." She glanced up at the two impaled bodies as she referred to the task they had just finished.


Jaeger responded to Kenaz while he waited for someone to emerge from the portal, "True but we need to stay close if anything goes wrong because if you haven't noticed but master doesn't feel as strong as he used to...something is off..." He then abruptly grew silent as he seen two unfamiliar forms stand before him and Kenaz. Jaegar then cackled like a mad hyena as he watched Dara cower at the tip of Kenaz's arrow. He was surprised to here Dara say that Belail sent him and was just as doubtful as Kenaz about them being any help. He then glanced over at his friend as he bluntly gave his opinion on the two, "The only reason these two svine shits are here is because Belail wanted them out of his hair so we get stuck babysitting." Jaeger then hovered over Dara with his jagged finger nail in his face as he warned him, "You give our position away at any moment I will ring your neck! Don't think I don't smell the remains of Ventus sweat still stinking upon your brow." After he finished threatening Dara he wanted to continue at the task at hand, "Leave the Aduros woman for now Kenaz we have to catch up with our prey. Grab hold of me will find them faster if we ride the wind currants." Jeager was referring to is unique ability to transform himself and anyone who came into contact with him.

 

[Tala Lakota]

“I’m . . . fine,” Du’an forced out at Winlic’s question, he tried to step forward and get into the wagon, but stopped as the pain started to trail up his torso. He opened his mouth to tell her not to bother Lilura but only a cry of pain came out as it felt like his chest was about to be ripped apart. He barely even noticed his great-grandmother’s hand on his shoulder, but as she started the spell he groaned as the pain in him started to move, actually making it worse to start with, but as it drained out of him and into Lilura his tensed muscles started to spasm a bit and he had to grab the wagon to keep himself on his feet. He was panting as well as she finished and spoke to him. He nodded, not able to get enough breath to respond. Leaning heavily on the wagon he watched Lilura go over to Uriel as he recovered. It took him a few moments to gather enough strength to move and he made his way slowly into the wagon. Dropping down heavily on a seat he looked at Winlic and said in a shaky voice, “Sorry for throwing her at you. I was worried I was going to drop her.” He sighed heavily as he glanced at Navi and then buried his face in his hands, still shaking badly. The pain was gone but so was a lot of energy, he’d barely even had any as it was when he’d stopped at Nirvana’s camp and now it was almost completely gone, he felt like he could sleep for a year, but he doubted it would be very easy getting to sleep. He closed his eyes and started to take slow, deep breaths trying to steady himself so he could think, or at least function.
Uriel looked up as Lilura’s touch startled him out of his thoughts and he looked into her blind eyes with a horrified expression. “I can’t--I didn’t know, she never told me. I can’t be a father, I can’t even take care of myself anymore.” He looked towards the wagon where she’d been taken and shuddered, “I’ve already let her get hurt too much. How can she ever trust me now.” He shook his head, his hair, matted with dried blood, fell into his face as he looked at the ground, shaking in fear, anger, grief, and exhaustion. Feeling completely worthless, he didn’t know what to do. How could he have a child and not know? How could he have been so wrapped up in his grief he couldn’t feel her existence? Why hadn’t Lucis told him, what had happened that had made her keep that secret, or had she not known before it was too late? All these questions and more ran through his head but there were so many thoughts he couldn’t grasp even one and there might as well not have even been any.
His head snapped up as Du’an’s voice cut through the white noise, he couldn’t see the man’s face as he was sitting in the wagon and hadn’t bothered to so much as stick his head out, but he spoke loud enough to be heard easily anyway. “Kind of not your fault, Uriel. You were having a little trouble staying alive.” His voice was a little muffled as he hadn’t bothered to pull his head out of his hands, but he still wasn’t hard to understand, “If it’s anyone’s fault it’s mine, I shouldn’t’ve let her come to town and I shouldn’t’ve lost sight of her for a second.” He remembered how happy and carefree she’d been just that morning and, though he doubted she could, he hoped she could get at least some of that back. “But faults don’t matter now, what does matter is her life. You can’t be any more scared than I am about everything that’s happened in the last couple days but we can’t let fear keep us from doing whatever we can to stop him, and I believe somehow stopping him means keeping her alive, so please get in here ‘cause I’m completely useless in these matters.”
Uriel looked down at the ground as he slowly pushed himself to his feet. He still thought he was rather worthless, and he doubted there was anything he could do to help in his state but he knew he had to at least try to help her.

Nirvana was on full alert as she lead the svine up the road, practically counting the seconds till she could use her transportation spell again, hoping nothing happened till then, knowing that if Abdiel had been right she probably wouldn’t have that luxury. She grabbed the hilt of her sword when she felt something move near her, she looked over her shoulder but saw nothing there. Still, she quickened her pace and tensed ready to defend herself or attack at any moment. She wished Du’an were still there, she was good with a sword and even better with magic, but he was better at hand-to-hand fighting and he could use his powers to see, hear, and smell what each of the animals around them saw, heard, and smelt. She didn’t have that luxury though so she just kept glancing around, keeping her eyes, and ears pealed for anything. When Abdiel’s tail smacked her in the back of the head she drew her sword and spun around, her other hand glowing blue with a ready spell. Confused when there was nothing there she started to use a spell that would remove any concealing spells near her when she then saw Abdiel’s tail flicking. She sighed in relief and then chuckled, “Man, I nearly cut that thing off dumby.” Not sure if he could hear her she grabbed his tail and gave it a playful tug adding, “Alright, I get ya, save your energy.”

Maeva gave a longing moan as his fingers toyed around her genitals and she gave him a wicked grin. “So long I’ve been waiting to crush that fool, and I could think of no better way to do it.” She could see the idea in his expression and she knew it could only be a good one, and one that could only cause her amusement, and others grief. She grinned up at him, her body longing for him to be in her again, as his penis touched her just enough to make her want it more. Her eyes locked in his as he spoke again and she ran her claws up his abdomen drawing blood as she did. She gladly obliged him at the unexpected pain in her vagina and her scream of pleasure filled the throne room as her cervix tightened around his fingers and her claws dug into his pecs, carving deep holes nearly to his ribs below the thick, hard muscles. Her scream faded into a pained moan and she grinned at him, “Ravage me, my lust. Bring him running like a moth to the flame so we can destroy him like a Nocturna destroys a Varavi."

Caden glanced at Af and nodded, “Probably, but it will take a lot more than handing me a knife to make me trust her. I’m not saying she’s going to try and kill us, I’m just saying there’s a chance she might and we shouldn’t trust her blindly.” It was exactly what he would do if he was trying to win someone’s trust, and for all he knew she could be lying about not being able to use magic. He turned his attention back to Gaap and said with a shrug, “I never said anything about killing you. I wasn’t Caflice’s second for nothing, I’m not that stupid. I said I was going to make your day worse, that doesn’t mean death.”
Ina looked at Af and nodded, “Yes, that I can understand. I don’t want to be here anymore than you do.”
He looked at Ina and said with a dry smirk, “I guess I’m looking more like a Sanguis than a Ventus at the moment huh? I assure you I am not usually this way, and I will in no way enjoy hurting his man, but I will do anything to get him,” he nodded at Af, “out of this place,” he turned his gaze back on Gaap, “and if that means breaking a few bones I’m more than willing.”
Ina watched the men with a frown, fully understanding their hostilities and knowing she’d probably be safe with them as long as she gave them no reason to think she would cause them any harm. She watched Caden silently as he moved around behind Gaap to restrain him. He himself knew the art of torture as well, but knowing Af’s past he knew his king would probably be better at it, but he was willing to step in if needed.

Brogan shrugged at Niveus’s comment and looked at her blankly, “Like death is such a bad thing right now,” he smirked and looked down at Candle, “besides it’s not as bad as grinning at a garden spider.”
Candle giggled at that and nodded, “Yea seriously, that’s some real dangerous territory there.” She looked at Niveus and rolled her eyes, “Maybe if you know so much then you should’ve known to say that well before you did so, or at least have asked first. I do not like being so much as touched without my permission, much less picked up and carried against my will.” Amaya, Kyra, and Dara had been the only ones she’d ever allowed to carry her and then only if she was too weak to walk, which was an annoyingly common occurrence. “Stop acting like you’re so much better than everyone else, Brogan’s smile was his one attempt at friendship, or at least something other than being enemies, you won’t get another from him, you don’t even know how unlikely that one was.” She knew the only reason him and the other thieves hadn’t already just left was because they all knew this was probably her one chance to learn who or what she really was, but she also knew she’d rather leave with them than stay with Niveus. “Now, we’ve all had a really bad day today, the woman that raised me as her own is dead and the man that I think of as a father has vanished and probably suffered the same fate or worse. So I’m kind of in a bad mood, so you need to keep that in mind before you act all high and mighty, like it or not these Ventus are my family. Just because you and I might be the same race you were not the one risking your life and freedom to keep me fed all my life. For me family is not who you are related to but who loves and takes care of you. Remember that before you go thinking I should in anyway choose you over them.”

“Yea, you’d probably find out first hand,” Amaya muttered, agreeing that not finding out would be a good thing. She watched Ariel drop the priest’s body onto the post. Noticing the slight pause she smirked a bit but didn’t say anything and dropped the smirk as soon as Ariel landed beside her. She shrugged, “I have to find Moloch.” She didn’t really want to go back into the castle, but knew that was likely the best place to find him. She stretched her arms as she turned back the way they’d come, her tail flicking about. “I guess the castle would probably be the best place to go before we start to learn our way around.” She wondered if there would be any celebrations in the night. Belail was back and his old fortress was risen again, freeing the Sanguis from the Ventus oppression, surely the Sanguis would find reason to party, she wondered what exactly Sanguis celebrations were about, she didn’t think she wanted to know.

Kenaz shrugged, “He’s been locked in a box for two hundred years, he just needs to gain his strength back.” He laughed and nodded at Jaeger’s opinion of the thieves and replied, “Well, the kids will be quick to learn that we’re not babysitters to be messed with.” He returned his crossbow to the clip that held it on his back.
Dara growled a bit as the two of them put him down, but he said only, “If Belail thought I would be useless or a hindrance he would’ve killed me himself, no?” He looked at the two of them before continuing, “He gave something to me that no Ventus king could have and as such has my loyalty now. I was never that loyal to Af in the first place and I am no longer Ventus now. If there’s anyone who knows how to not give a position away it’s someone raised as a thief, which I was. I could couch was a guard walked by not a foot away from me and stay unnoticed.”
Kenaz just chuckled and shook his head then nodded at Jaeger’s plan, “Yes, I would rather her soul than her life anyway, and that would take a bit longer. We’ll probably come across her again.” He reached over and grabbed Jaeger’s shoulder.
Dara huffed a bit as he moved closer to Jaeger, a thought running through his head about an ‘unfresh’ breeze, but he decided it would be wiser to keep his mouth shut as he reluctantly grabbed Jaeger’s arm, Kyra doing the same.
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[Chickenhorrormovie]

Winlic stared up at the night sky while she waited for Lilura to coax Uriel into the wagon but her attention was brought back down to earth as soon as Du’an spoke to her, “No you are fine I shouldn’t have gotten snippy with you. I didn’t realize you were in pain and I don’t think it would have been good if you had dropped her.” Winlic then managed a smile towards Du’an after she finished speaking before turning her attention over towards Uriel when he spoke worriedly. Lilura was relieved that she didn’t have to use her last ditched effort to yank Uriel from his daze but she was concerned on how negative he had become. All of his questions would go unanswered for she herself would be unable to give him an appropriate response. All she could do was provide words of wisdom and hope but just as she was about to share her thoughts she heard her grandson chime in with Uriel’s woe. Lilura shook her head as now she had two people blaming themselves for the tragic events that lead up to Navi’s demise and she wasn’t about to let them carry on this way, “Now both of you stop blaming yourselves it doesn’t do any good to dwell on the past what matters is what you do in the present and here on out! The turn of events that played out would have happened no matter what you did, the dark lord would have somehow captured this girl and possibly done worse to her if you hadn’t ever met.” Her words now more directed towards Uriel she continued to speak, “I don’t know why or what was going on with Lucis and why she didn’t tell you but perhaps one day you will be able to ask her. What is important now is that you know you have a daughter and saving her is a priority.” Lilura was glad to hear Du’an lighten up and she agreed completely about living in the now and saving Navi’s life but what pleased her more was hearing Uriel walking towards the caravan and she then began to follow behind him into the wagon. Once Winlic seen both Lilura and Uriel approaching the wagon she swiftly jumped from its cabin then climbing up into the driver’s seat she grabbed the reins of the svine while she waited for them to board. After seeing that both of them were within the caravan and hearing the door shut Winlic snapped the reins as she directed the svine back towards their village.

Abdiel's trapped soul let out a sigh of relief when his body picked up Nirvana's voice talking directly to him. He wanted to laugh at her comment but was too afraid of what or if Belail heard his joy. He knew he was bound to Navi's body but it didn't feel like he and the strange girl's soul weren't even trapped there. It appeared that he was ensnared in some alternate dimension and he had a feeling that it had something to do with Belail. Abdiel hadn't bothered to look around this strange place his soul was encased in but now that his spirit was snagged back away from his body once more he had no choice other then to see the hell he dwelt in. At first he could see nothing it was too dark but as he sat in this light stricken space things began to become clear. The walls were made of decayed metal that looked rusted and it seemed that if he ran his fingers along it that the walls would chip. This place was unlike any structure he had ever been in as all the places he had ever seen were either made of stone or wood. His bottom sat upon a decrepit old floor and he was almost too afraid to move as he felt it might collapse beneath him. He then suddenly realized that he couldn't see the strange girl Navi anywhere and that gave him the courage to get to his feet. He was worried that she might be in danger and he would never forgive himself if he just idled there while she might be in jeopardy. The place felt so real and with every step he could hear the floor creaking as he walked towards the ominous door. He stopped in front of it reaching for the handle and ever fiber of his existence told him not to leave this room, "This isn't real...this can't be real..why me? This feels wrong...I shouldn't leave but I need to. What if that girl is in trouble?" His mind questioned itself trying to rationalize things and by placing his hand on the door knob he had made his final decision. With a slow turn of the handle he was now greeted by a long winding hall with several doors and its appearance was no better then the room he had just stepped out of. He had no idea on where to start looking for the girl but a grotesque dripping noise compelled him to go in the direction it was coming from. His instincts told him that if he found the source of the noise that he might find Navi and after what seemed like hours to him he stopped in front of a open corridor. The fear in him was overwhelming as he turned to face the dank room and when he did there lied Navi's soul motionless on the floor with a menacing demon hovering over her. The disgusting leaking sound that he was hearing was dark da'liqua dripping from the demon's body. The demon was Belail himself which only confirmed Abdiel's fear that the dark lord had attached his soul to Navi making it more then possible to be in multiple places at once. Despite being frightened by Belail's presence he silently observed Navi's condition and knew that she wasn't in good health. The dark lord was slowly feed on her soul and if someone didn't get Navi to wake up that she would soon parish.

Gapp wriggled in Caden’s grasp like a trapped mouse ready to be devoured by a serpent but his vile spirit wasn’t about to succumb to any of his captors will. He continued to thrash about even as Af grasped his still mutilated hand that he had used like a key to his malicious master’s fortress doors. “If only the dark lord hadn’t forbid any kind of magic but his own then I would have no problem making these fools my prisoners.” He thought while Af closely observed the strange puncture wounds on Gaap’s hands. Then more out of curiosity then of concern Af asked, “What happened to your hands they have a strange pattern like wounds on them?” Gaap was a bit surprised that the Ventus king would even ask seeing that he was going to cut his fingers off but none the less he responded with a clever idea, “Oh did I mention if you end up chopping my fingers off into little nubs that you won’t be able to access any of my master’s chambers seeing as you need my hands to open every door within this fortress. My hands are the keys to every sealed entry…fingers and all.” He grinned wickedly knowing all to well that it was a lie as anyone who was willing to sacrifice there flesh and blood to any locked ingress would have access to the fortress. Af only glared at Gaap unsure if he should trust a word he had said before looking at his own wounds. Af recalling the painful event with the same dark locks then looking to Caden he replied, “Of course not it would be foolish if we completely trusted her but she may know more about this place then we ever will and she is the only Sanguis willing to help.” Af then turned to Ina but just as he started to question her a familiar voice flooded the halls with a death defying scream. After the shriek rang in his ears Af’s eyes widened as the beat of his heart quickened that was followed by a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach and his gaped mouth could only mutter one word, “Maeva!” Without rationalizing on what he was doing Af boldly ran towards the trap that had been set for him not even second guessing it was a ploy for his demise. His large wolf feet patted across the dark glossy floor like a beat of a war drum and not Caden or Ina would stop him from saving the only woman he had ever loved. Not looking back from where he and the others had been gathered Af lost himself deep in the fortress halls unsure if his companions had tail after him. It seemed like entirety had passed since he heard that last scream but finally all his running had paid off as he approached the entrance of the dark lord’s throne room. He should have know better that it had been way to simple in getting to her but his love made him blind.

Belail’s excitement only grew more intense when she let out the heart wrenching scream but nothing pleased him more then to hear Maeva’s twisted words begging him to mutilate her body. He couldn’t resist doing what she so longingly wanted and with his long jagged nails Belail thrashed them wildly inside his lust’s vagina. His fingers danced around her bloody cervix as his cold-heart-ed voice trickled out from his lips, “I’ll make your soft lavender skin bleed crimson red all you want my lust and soon the fool you have been deceiving for so long will come to his knees at the sight of our wicked bodies intertwined with one another. His soul will shatter like a broken looking glass and his faith in Lucis will be no more. Then when all his hope is gone the tables will have turned and you will be his queen.” Indulging in the agony Maeva was inflicting upon him. Belail could no longer resist his urge to possess her body with his hard member and with brash movements he raked her grip away from his shaft exposing his barbed penis which was ready to enter inside Maeva’s flexing cervix. His bloody fingers exited her maimed gentiles and with blunt force Belail rammed himself deep within her vagina. His red soaked hand groped Maeva’s frim breast and the dark lord began vigorously rubbing his penis between her thighs. Leaning in towards her neck Belail’s warm sopping tongue hit Maeva’s skin while his razor blade teeth grazed over her flesh. His eyes catching sight of someone’s silhouette standing in the door way whose shadow barely cast over the hardly lit throne hall. The Shadow belonged to none other then Af who stood in disbelief as he witnessed Belail coiled around Maeva's unmistakable nude body like a serpent suffocating the life from its victim. He refused to accept that Maeva was a willing participant in Belail's wicked fantasies and he felt his fury boiling over just as Belail's eyes locked with his. Brimming with pleasure not only from filling himself inside his lust Maeva but as well as how Af stood squirming at the end of his coridoor. Belail's hot stale breath hit Maeva's neck and ear as he spoke in a devious tone, "It appears that our honored guest has arrived for the festivities my lust. Would you care to enlighten him on the situation?"
Af had always been strong and courageous when it came to facing his foes but this was different, for Belail was unlike any enemy he had ever confronted. Despite being enraged by the site of Belail ravaging over Maeva, Af kept himself from making rash decisions and knew it would be foolhardy if he tried to attack the dark lord. Instead he attempted to reason with Maeve thinking that the dark lord had her under some sort of trance, "Maeva please tear yourself from that vile beast he is wicked and this is not you. Please Meave don't let him taint the woman that I love!" Belail could only laugh at Af's poor excuse of a plea as he continued to thrust himself deeper inside of Maeva. His tongue weaved over the back of her tonsils kissing her hard before pointing out Af's idiocy, "What a pathetic fool this ventus is turning out to be. Tell me my lust are all Ventus this stupid?"

Niveus expressions remained neutral listening to Candle naively scold her for something she never said. She then knew that the only thing they had heard was her warning of mocking death with a smirk but she wouldn’t let the young child reprimand her in such a disrespectful manner. Niveus had gotten off on a bad foot with Brogan so she only took his grinning as him being snide. Not making sense of the joke that Brogan made she shrugged it of then remaining calm she responded with her normal soft tone towards Candle, “I don't take orders from children so if you wish to continue your fit do it outside of my town. Not my fault that so many Ventus died today I only blame them for their ignorance. We all lose someone eventually and your not the only ones.” She paused for a short moment as she remembered how the Avira village used to be before continuing her lecture, “Also I have said none of those things that you accuse me of and if I may be as bold as you have done to me then may I say that it is you who seems to be on your high horse and not I. It is you who thinks that no one deserves your touch, then it is you who rolls your eyes at me as if you are better then me and it is also you who puts words in others mouths that were never there to begin with. Before you go pointing fingers at others for their faults look at your own first and let your guard down.This place is unlike any other as it is part of the spirit realm and things that would normally pass through you can harm a spirit here like yourself. I owe nothing to these Ventus they have already taken everything from me. Though I may not understand why an Avira lingers with the Ventus I can see that none wish harm upon you so I wouldn’t dream of taking you away from them. I simple meant that you are safe here but your friends are not and it may not be wise to stay long and even though I no longer trust the Ventus I have not turned your friends away. I have even invited them into my shattered home despite them misjudging me and don’t say other wise for I have seen them grasp the hilt of their blades in preparation to slay me.” Niveus then turned her back against Candle and the band of thieves as she gave her last statement to them, "I think it best that you find somewhere else to go that includes you Candle. I am not going take part in this madness for it has caused enough damage” Niveus then began to make her way towards the temple doors to leave as she continued to speak, “There is a door that resides behind Belail’s statue that will lead you out and away from the dangers in my village. I wish you and your friends well,” Then before Niveus stepped out into the moon light she turned and glanced at Candle, “And Candle you don’t need to worry about Dara he is alright and Kyra she lives as well.” Then without saying anymore on the matter she left the temple thinking that her encounter with them had come to an end. Niveus didn’t immediately go back to her home instead she took a few steps down the stairs of the temple before sitting down out of site. She was plagued with the horrors of her kind being destroyed into nothingness and that she was unable to do anything to stop it that fateful day. The joy that she felt of seeing Candle and not being alone was gone as she didn’t feel the connection that most Avira had with each other and she feared that Candle had lost herself within the living.

Ariel grew silent next to Amaya now only listening to her words as she found herself in a silent struggle within her mind. She looked back at the two males she had just impale and couldn't help but feel guilty for her crimes and she wasn't sure as to why she had this feeling of remorse. Amaya's voice had almost become a muffle in the background but she was able to shake herself out of a stupor as she reassured her worry, You're thinking to much Ariel there is nothing wrong with what you did. In fact I did wonderful at following my master's orders so there is nothing to fret over. This seemed to satisfy Ariel and she was once again able to regain her composure and answer Amaya, "Who is Moloch and why do you have to find him? Is he your lover or something?" She asked as they neared the outer walls of Belail's fortress so that they would gain entry into the dark city.

After making a second journey back to his home to retrieve the two young children Night and Moon, Moloch had only been inside the walls of his master's city for a short while. Though the dark lord's fortress stood tall the vast village that once was erect so many years ago now laid in shambles. This was a time to celebrate their success over the Ventus but with his duties as cheif it was the last thing on Moloch's mind. He wasn't quite sure were to start first whether to deal with the two fox children who might aid Belail or direct his cur people in the reconstruction of the village of his ancestors. Both tasks were important and the only way he would get both tasks done is if he got some help. He quickly thought of Amaya she knew the children well and she could take them to the dark lord for he knew Belail had plans for them. He glared down at both Night and Moon while his spoke to them, "Follow me, we need to find Amaya so I can get to work." He then grabbed them both by the wrist as he walked about the old village in search of her.

Jaeger could only shrug and smirk at Kenaz's response about their master but his expression became dull as he listened to Dara ramble on about himself, "Honestly I don't give a shit about who you think you are, thief since to me it is all talk. So how about you shut your trap, do as your told and let your actions do the talking for you. We shall see if you are loyal to our master and the moment you betray him I'll let Kenaz here ram an arrow through your skull..." He then swiftly looked over at Kenaz feeling his friend's hand on his shoulder and he listened to the words he spoke to him, "I am sure that you will have your chance to drain that traitor of her essence so no worries my friend you will posses her soul soon enough." Jaeger snarled at both Dara and Kyra's touch barely tolerated them laying a finger on him. None the less his master had chosen them to help and he wouldn't dare go against Belail. Ignoring the urge to kill the thieves Jaeger began the process of fading with the wind that had begun to pick up around them. The chilled air blew against the warmth of their skin as Jaeger was the first to begin dissipating out of sight and like sand blowing off the top of a dune his form shattered like ash taking those who had hold of his flesh with him. Having control over where the wind would take them Jaeger followed the scent of Navi and Du'an. Weaving in and out of the tree lines with Kenaz and the others at his side he traveled swiftly before sweeping through an old rift gate that was off the beaten path. After long hours of travel he caught site of their prey who were traveling down the trail. He thrust the currants with great force ahead of the caravan a couple miles up the road before landing back to the ground so that they could return to their solid forms. After everyone was back with some solidity Jaeger looked to Kenaz as he wanted to devise a plan before the wagon caught up with them. He leaned in near Kenaz's ear and began to whisper having nothing to do with Du'an or his lover, "I think I might know how to get rid of our inconvenience if you get what I mean." His head then slightly turned towards the two thieves while he stared at them out of the corner of his eye. "Then once their gone we can focus on getting back to our business." Jeager then stood up straight and began speaking loud enough so that all three of them were able to hear his voice, "Alright Daro,You need to get close to the Aduros who has the piece of Calx and we need to get to the young diety so this is were we separate. Your the bait and as soon as the wagon gets close enough I am going to summon a flock of Nocturna who will naturally be attracted to the smell of Belail that still lingers upon you and your mates flesh. Don't worry they won't attack you but they will attack the caravan and that is where you gain their trust by saving them. I am going to give you a spell of illumination and you better not mess it up. Nocturna dislike light and the spell is easy to do so listen well. In order to cast the spell you must thrust both arms forward with your hands cupped in the air as if you were holding a sphere. The further you hold your hands apart the larger the illumination so here are the words, Lumen ov Diei. The spell is short so you should be able to remember it for if you don't then the Anduros in that wagon will be the Nocturna's next meal. We could just take the girl but their is a Deity with them and after rummaging through your memories with my powers it seems you are the safest since you have been around them before. They should be grateful to you and offer the both of you a ride to their village. That will give you plenty of time to figure out how to steal the piece of Calx and how you are going to help us get the girl. Stealing an object is easy but snatching an entire body is quite a task...oh but don't worry we are going to tail you to the village. We will just be lurking in the shadows watching everyone's movement so things go smoothly and if they don't Kenaz and I will have a blast murdering anyone who gets in our way."

 

[Tala Lakota]

Du’an nodded at Winlic and gave her a weak, tired smile in return as he plunked down on a bench. He didn’t reply to Lilura’s chiding, and he knew if Nirvana was here she’d tell their great-grandmother not to bother, Du’an had an innate ability to convince himself beyond reproach that things that weren’t his fault were, but he wouldn’t let the blame he was placing on himself keep him distracted from trying to help her, if anything it would make him try harder, even though he was pretty sure there was nothing he could do at this point in time. He picked his head up out of his hands as Winlic got out of the wagon and he saw Lilura and Uriel approaching. He moved a bit to give the two of them room to get in before he got settled again. He looked at Lilura then looked at Navi’s limp body, still trying to get it through his head that she was a deity, but really not all that surprised, it fit, he had thought her way to happy and bright for this world. “Belail attacked her and I think some part of him attached itself to her or something. He possessed her and used her to attack Uriel. I was able to subdue her, but then he uttered some spell and she went limp. After a moment she told me it was hard to breath then passed out. That’s when you showed up.” He brushed some hair out of her face and muttered mostly to himself, “I don’t know how much more of this she can take.”
Uriel stared down at Navi, at his daughter, at Athea. He’d just found her and already she was dieing, he couldn’t let that happen but he had no clue of how to help her, he didn't know enough about Belail's dark magics to know what to do here. “What can I do?”
Du’an watched the two of them a moment but figured since he barely knew at thing about magic he was better off staying out of the way. He stood up, easily keeping his balance in the moving wagon and went to the door, sticking about half his body out he said over the sounds of the svine’s feet, “I can drive if you want me to, you’d probably be more use back here than me anyway.”

Nirvana didn’t know what was going on inside Abdiel, what he’d gotten into, but she figured he’d heard or felt her when he stopped flicking his tail at her. She continued on, picking up her pace a little knowing if she didn’t get him help soon he’d parish, but his soul would always be trapped, she couldn’t let that happen, she’d do anything in her power to keep anyone from Belail’s grasp, she just hoped he wasn’t beyond saving. Him and the girl Du’an had had with him. She wondered if what Belail had said through her was true, could she really be the child of Uriel and Lucis? She didn’t see why not, but it could’ve just been Belail trying to distract Uriel, she didn’t know for sure. Like Lilura she’d known the child existed, but she couldn’t be for sure if it was her or not. She looked around a moment, feeling the ability to use her transportation spell return, but she hoped whoever was near wouldn’t be able to follow her, even though she knew there was a good chance they had plenty powers of their own, especially if they were Belail’s minions. Bringing the svines to a halt and getting them as close together as she could. She closed her eyes and quickly muttered the spell, not even almost missing a word or syllable, and smiled slightly as the light surrounded her, the svines, and Abdiel. When the light faded again she opened her eyes and looked around, she’d hoped to find herself within eye shot of Du’an but no such luck. She sighed and looked around and noticed tracks on the ground, she saw foot prints and hoof prints, but she grinned when she realized a few thin lines were wagon wheels and she knew exactly what had happened. “Lucis bless you, Grandmother,” she whispered to herself in relief, knowing Du’an, Uriel, and the girl were in good hands. She glanced at Abdiel’s limp form and muttered, “Hang in there, we’ll get you help soon.” Swinging back up into her saddle she urged the svines into an easy canter, eager to catch up to the others.

Caden easily held on to Gaap, his struggling doing no good against the soldier. He watched as Af inspected the wounds on Gaap’s hand thinking they looked similar to the ones that Af had received earlier. He snorted at Gaap’s bluff and was about to disagree when Af looked at him and spoke and he shrugged, “I just pray she won’t lead us somewhere worse.” Although, after what they’d just seen he wasn’t sure who to pray to anymore.
Ina shook her head at Af’s look and was about to respond when the scream rang out and the two of them froze. Caden immediately knew the voice, Ina didn’t, she just figured Belail was torturing some hapless Ventus that had the bad luck of catching his interest.
Caden released Gaap at the same moment Af spoke her name and without wasting a second or a movement he drew his dagger and slammed the hilt of it into Gaap’s temple to knock him out and hopefully he couldn’t go raising any alarms. He swore when he turned and Af was already gone then looked back at Ina who had an even more terrified expression than what she’d had as of yet.
He wasn’t sure what to do with her, as of yet she hadn’t been any trouble and had actually helped some so didn’t want to give her the same treatment as he had Gaap, but he didn’t want her raising any alarms either. All these thoughts went through his head in less than a second but it was still too much time, his king was getting further and further away and closer and closer to danger, danger that he was sure was Belail. He whipped his pack off and tossed Ina her dagger then took off after Af, deciding to leave her to her own devices.
Ina reached both hands out to catch the dagger, but the hilt bounced clumsily off her hands and clattered to the floor. By the time she reached down, picked it back up, and straightened up again, he was already gone. She could still faintly hear his boots striking the floor, but he could no longer be seen. She clutched the dagger close to her chest, wondering what to do. Despite Caden’s hostilities towards her she still felt safest with them, but now they were running off towards Belail and she was too terrified of him to follow.

Maeva groaned as his claws dug into her and she laughed in pleasure and excitement, the smell of his blood was intoxicating her even further. She grinned up at him, “So long I’ve waited for this day, so long I’ve waited to crush him like the worthless bug he now is. And how much more satisfying it will be while we use each other to do so.” Her shoulder snapped back painfully when he brushed her hand back but it didn’t hurt near as much as when he slammed himself into her and started to thrust vigorously in and out of her, his barbs shredding her cervix, but it only made her cervix clinch around his penis even more and cause her more pain. She loved every second of it, never had she found anyone who could satisfy her near as much as he could. Her claws dug deeper into his chest, grazing along his ribs as his teeth cut her skin and she moaned longingly, wrapping her legs around his waist to provide him deeper access. She could feel Af’s presence before Belail said anything and as he spoke she started to laugh viciously, craning her neck to look at him upside down. She saw Caden arrive and freeze just beside Af as he started to plead with someone who didn’t exist: the caring, loving Lady that loved him and Lucis. Her laughing only increased as Af pleaded with her. She turned back to Belail to receive his kiss and returned it just as hard. She removed her hand from his chest, curling her fingers so that it ripped flesh from bone and then slid her hand up his neck in an almost tender way and said, still laughing and moaning, “The sad part is, My King, is he’s one of the smarter ones.” She laughed again as she slid her hand down his neck and across his shoulder, leaving bloody furrows as it went. She licked the wounds then looked back at Af and grinned at him, Belail’s blood staining her teeth. “No, Af, what’s not me is the woman you love. That woman was a part, an act that you so willingly fell for.” She laughed again, kissing Belail’s jaw and grazing it with her teeth before she went on, “The years I spent with you, winning your trust and love, were the worst years of my life, but they were well worth it. For you see Af, if it weren’t for the access you allowed me in your house I wouldn’t’ve been able to free my true king, and if it weren’t for the information you so willingly gave me, I wouldn’t’ve been able to return my king to his full glory and win my place as his queen. So thanks, but no longer are you of any use to me.”

Candle just started to laugh, it was a reaction that usually annoyed the crap out of most adults, Amaya had always thought it was funny, but Krya and Dara had always hated it, but then again, they were more parents to her where Amaya was more of the fun aunt. It was generally her way of keeping herself from turning an argument into an all out fight by relaxing herself. “Oh please, I never said you did say any of those things, I was just giving you that warning so you didn’t start to think that in the first place. Sure you’ve lost love ones, but not today. You’ve lost time and had your time to grieve, we haven’t even gotten the chance yet. And as for you hugging me, how should I know it’s just a hug? It’s been more than once that someone I didn’t know wrapped their arms around me to do more than just hug me, just this morning it happened, so it’s hard to trust someone I don’t know who I know is loyal to someone who I’ve seen do horrid things. I don’t know what you’re thinking or what’s on your mind, all I’m asking for is a bit of communication.” She waved a hand towards the other thieves and said, “They were not grasping their weapons to harm you, but to defend themselves, countless people have tried to kill us today, you would be just as wary as they are.” She watched the other Avira move away, making no attempt to follow her and saying softly, “You weren’t there just a few hours ago. You weren’t watching him rape a young woman because it was fun, watching him taint her and destroy who she was, or watching those who cared for her cry over her and give their lives and souls to save her from him. Harsh is a weak word to describe him, he is cruel and vindictive, malicious in the worst way and he takes pride in that, he created us to feed off us and I would rather not exist at all if that is the price.”
There were general curses and swears all around at the news that Kyra was alive and each one of them knew exactly what that meant. Kleptein shot to his feet with a rather horrified, “What? But--”
He was cut off by Brogan’s, “Stupid fool, what was he thinking.”
“He wasn’t,” Candle said with a sigh, shaking her head. She wasn’t that surprised, she had always been able to tell how much the two of them loved each other, but she also knew Kyra would rather be dead than be under Belail’s rule. She’d been watching Niveus move away and was wondering what all was on her mind, but she herself was plagued with the horrors of the day and how many of those she’d loved that had been killed and her own inability to do anything to help anyone. These were the people that had raised her, that had loved her and cared for her despite the hardships that that concerned, despite how much extra they’d had to steal just to keep up with her hospital bills and medicines, she couldn’t love them more and she wouldn’t do a thing that would put them in any kind of jeopardy.

Amaya didn’t really notice Ariel drifting off into her thoughts, she had too many of her own going around in her head to pay attention to anyone else’s and she was really only kind of half paying attention to their conversation, although Ariel’s question seemed so absurd that it brought her back to herself and she laughed and shook her head, the movement making the light shimmer across her black fur. “Haha, no. Sex is just a way for people to get what they want.” She herself had only ever had it as a way to get into someone’s house to make it easier for her to steal things, it had never meant a thing to her. “He’s . . . I don’t know, I guess, kind of my teacher, he’s explained a lot of things to me since I’ve become one of Belail’s followers. Although I think he’s only done that because Belail made him.” She shrugged and looked up at the massive walls, there would be no easy entries or exits here like there was in Ac'quida, she knew no matter how big this place was she’d always feel trapped in it. “Anywho, I need to find a couple people and he should know where they are.”

Dara growled a bit at Jaeger’s threat and the questioning of his loyalty, Kenaz just chuckled, twiddling a crossbow bolt between his fingers. The Telumus smirked at Jaeger as he spoke of Nirvana and nodded, “Yes, and what a soul she’ll be too. A fine piece to add to my collection.” He grinned as he shoved the bolt into a quiver at his hip just before Jaeger whisked them off and up the road. He easily gained his footing again when they landed and solidified and he couldn’t help a chuckle as Dara and Kyra stumbled and nearly fell, not that he would’ve tried to help it. He released Jaeger’s shoulder and leaned towards his friend as he started to talk and listened intently, smirking as he replied quietly, “Good, ‘cause I have a bad habit of grounding the kids I baby-sit.” His hand rested on the quiver of bolts as he spoke and he stepped aside so as to get out from between Jaeger and Dara, counting the bolts without looking at them, watching the others instead.
Dara looked away from Kyra and to Jaeger as the Aterlupe spoke and he listened silently, waiting until he was finished talking. He shot a glance at Kenaz, who was wearing a devious grin at the last comment and was now toning his crossbow, before looking back at Jaeger and saying, “There’s a slight problem with that, the deity already saved me from a flock of Nocturna, if I’m suddenly the one saving him then he’s going to wonder why I didn’t use that spell earlier, or where I got the spell from, not to mention how I suddenly got this far up the road ahead of them.”​

 

[Chickenhorrormovie]

Lilura sat quietly in her seat, listening to both Uriel and Du'an's worries and she knew that Athea who was more formally know as Navi was important to them both. " You both have the right to worry as she is in a very bad condition but there is someone at the village who might have more knowledge then even I have who could aid us. He is a deity like yourself, Uriel but he is from another deminsion. He has an ancient tome that he wouldn't share with me unless you were with us. So I am eager to know what it is and how it might help." She then grew silent as she heard a large gush of wind blow past their wagon for it wasn't the wind that made her seal her lips but the ominous feeling that came with it. Lilura knew that it wouldn't be long before they would run into some sort of trouble but when it was going to happen was unknown to her. Dispite being blind Lilura suddenly knew that Du'an was hanging outside the door of the moving wagon and she nearly had a heart attack as she was no longer focused on what had just happened. Her tone become harsh as she started to scold Du'an from inside the wagon, "Young man you shut that door this instant and sit your butt down! If you fall out the wheels of the wagon will crush you to death!' Her position had switched from being Elda to grandmother in an instant as she reached out and yanked on the back of his britches.
Winlic nearly jumped out of her skin when Du'an yelled over the rumbling wagon since she was so intent on getting everyone home. Her brow farrowed as she didn't like being freightened and she could hear Du'an's grandmother yelling in the background, "Do you mind you nearly scared me to death! Look I know you are worried about your lil friend but I don't know anything that would help your her. I am still learning the craft of incantations and my knowledge is limited....How about you ask your grandmother instead and besides your scaring her anyways hanging half way out of the moving wagon. You have been through a lot and need to rest so no I don't want you to drive!" Winlic then looked forward and snapped the reins of the svines as she refused to let Du'an drive.

It hadn't been until now that Abdiel thought he was undetected but the cold stale voice that rang through out this strange demenision also reverberated through his soul. What security he had left was now gone as the demon directed his attention towards him, "This vessel is mine now and your are just a guest. The only reason I haven't murdered you yet is because your soul has lost it's ability of divine power. Your essence couldn't block me out anymore so you were the best conductor for tainting this angelic child." The demon that had been leaning over Navi's limp soul now turned and face Abdiel with his wicked blue eyes and Abdiel suddenly found himself unable to move from the chilling glare, "You weren't suppose to leave your cell yet here you are intruding on my long awaited meal." Abdiel's spirit shuttered and he wanted answers on where he was. He needed to know and he suddenly found himself stuttering over his words as he knew that he shouldn't be talking to this demon but if he was going to die here what did it matter, "Wh-Who are you a-an-and wh-where are w-we?" A wicked grin only smeared across the demon's face as he retroted back to this feeble soul, "You are right to fear me cur I go by many names but you best know me as Belail. Though we dwell within this vessel you are trapped within my subconscious." Belail's normal tone of voice then began to sound agitated before it burst out into a roar and his power surged over Abdiel who feel to his knees in agony. "And as I have said before you are interrupting!" Abdiel could no longer take the agony and everything around him went black and before long he had passed out.

The scream hadn't come at a better time for Gaap as he no longer had to worry about losing one of his body parts. He could see Af's expression change with horror and he also knew who it was that let out such a ghastly scream. He could only snicker under his breath as he knew that the Ventus king was in for a rude awakening and he was even more pleased to have Caden release him entirely but all that went away in seconds. The blow to his head was completely unsuspected as he fell to the ground his vision blurred. Just as his body touched the stone floor the world around him grew dark and the last moments of being conscience were left only with pain.

Meava's hateful words shook Af's very soul, all of this was too much for him to swallow and he still found it difficult to believe what she was saying. How could he be sure it just wasn't Belail possessing her body and manipulating her thoughts and why would she have even bothered to lay with him in his bed. If it were true on the other hand then his trust would have given her access to the most forbidden places in the palace for his castle was built over the dark lord's fortress to stop any of Belail's followers from releasing him from his prison. His eyes averted from both Meava and Belail's intertwined bodies and a fury began to build up, "But why lay next to me in my chambers if your love was not true. Why betray me when you had everything in your life that you could ever need...I loved you and cared for you. Was I not enough for your love that you had to seek this vile beast?!"
The satisfaction of seeing the Ventus king's rage boil over made his pace quickened and their tainted actions only pleased him more as Maeva wrapped her legs around his waist tightly. His breath grew heavier with every thrust of his penis and her bloody moist vagina made it easy for him to glide in and out of her cervix. A demonic growl escaped his lips at the feel of her long finger nails driving deep into his flesh and his member became more engorged by it. Belail's pelvis bone above his hard member tapped wildly against Maeva's clitoris as she arced her spine back just to view Af. With her back arched Belail placed his wicked hand below her navel and his tainted thoughts raced through his mind. He leisurely traced his palm along the midsection of her stomach then up between her breasts. His cold stale voice filled the air and his heartless eyes peered at both Af and Caden with atrocious intentions, "Unfortunately being a little wiser doesn't make him intelligent but I have no complaints on his lack of intellect. For you see my stoney-hearted lust this fool will serve you more then just a form of amusement..."Still grunting his lips hitting her ear he whispered softly, "He will also be your blood sacrifice to your new awakening. I have long known of your arrival and have been waiting to fulfill the ritual that would awaken you." Belail would have explained the prophecy of who Meava was meant to be but the ecstasy of sex flooded his thoughts and for awhile he let the topic go. His eyes then flickered at the feel of her tongue sopping over his wounds and a wolfish grin smeared over his expression at her playfulness. Af no longer mattered to him at the moment and after letting Meava finish her inflicting words towards the foolish Ventus king he focused more of his attention on her. His menacing stare that was once threatening his enemies now piercingly glared into Maeva's eyes as he spoke almost lovingly towards her with a curled finger caressing her chin, "How do I taste my lust for it seems you have gained an appetite for my blood? I see the darkness in you trying to crawl to the surface and now it is my turn to tear you from your bondage." Leaning in Belail's tongue slithered past Maeva's lips licking his own blood from her teeth he released himself inside her. His ejaculation propelled from his throbbing member into her flexing genitals and a possessed snarl grumbled in the back of his throat in satisfaction. His shaft remained lodged deep inside her vagina letting the feel of the aftermath fester before racking it out from between her thighs. Although the dark lord was finished lusting over Maeva he wasn't entirely through with her as it had became clear who she truly was to him. His gaze still trapped with hers Belail's jaw gaped open while a dark smog wisped out past his teeth and into the air like smoke from a snuffed candle. It was close enough to Maeva's face that when she would drawl breath the mysterious haze would fill her nostrils. Even in his less formidable state he manged to muster enough strength to rear her sleeping demon.
Af was now enraged at himself for having fell for such trickery after hearing Maeva finish explaining her intentions and the last sentence she spoke to him only added fuel to the fire, "I was blind not to see that you are no better then that filthy demon you are settled upon and you deserve whatever punishment that comes your way. I will have you hung at the gallows if it is the last thing I do!" Af then suddenly turned as he seen someone out of the corner of his eye, not knowing it was Caden he unsheathed his blade and quickly faced the person he thought was his foe. He was on guard and for good reasons as the ground he stood on was in enemy territory but he quickly realized who it was that cascaded a shadow next to him. Af then lowered his blade but he didn't dare sheath his sword he had plans to use it, "You startled me! I nearly slit your throat though I am glad you are here. But Caden, what of the girl?" Af then shook his head realizing that this was no place to have a conversation and without waiting for Caden's response he turned to face both the dark lord and his false lover. He was through with interrogating the two wicked souls and tired of standing about not taking action. He knew that it was a fools death if he stood against them but he also knew that there was no way Belail would let them just walk away. He was sure that there was a much deeper purpose as to why Belail had lured him to the throne hall and for whatever reason it was Af wasn't about to lay down and die without a fight. The Ventus king then brazenly stepped out of the hallway and into the vicious demon's throne room readying his stance to fight the door suddenly slammed behind him and in front of Caden. Belail's possessed blue eye then shifted over and glared menacingly at Af while he watched him turn toward the slammed door. Separated from his guard Caden, Af rammed his fist against the sturdy door trying to open it but it wouldn't budge. He then faced his foe yelling out, "You coward you can't face the two of us together. It hardly seems fair to fight two against one!" Belail only laughed at his new victim and after the remainder of the black smog left his lips he tore the blade from Af's hand without even flinching. The dark lord's voice pierced the Ventus's very soul and Af felt an unimaginable pain, "Who said there was going to be a fight? You have already lost! You are no match for either me or my lust. I won't feel remorse when I shred your soul and drain your blood." Af winced in pain after being caught off guard by his sword being torn from his grasp and as a last resort he mustard up his strength to cast a spell that would have enveloped his body in a protective barer. The attempt would prove pointless for Af as he nor anyone else besides the dark lord and Maeva were able to cast spells within the fortress. All that strength went into casting was worthless and now Af was more exhausted then he was before. Belail's dark magic snapped out from his demon soul like a whip cracking forward it wrapped tightly around Af's limbs forcing the Ventus kings arms and legs away from his body he now dangled hopelessly in the air but Af wouldn't succumb to his victor. Little to his knowledge that it was his fighting spirit that made Belail choose him for the blood sacrifice. It would be his blood that would give Maeva her strength and seal the ritual to awakening her as an Azel. It would taken even more strength to revive her as her ancient arc demon self. The Ventus king didn't want them to hear his cries for help but he so desperately wanted to call out to Caden to aid him while he continued to struggle from his bindings he could only watch with horror. Still very much intoxicated from their bodies being intertwined Belail continued with the sacrament and with an open palm facing the ceiling he fashioned a vessel that would carry the blood of the chosen victim. The pale white moon that barely shun through a small window seeped the color crimson as the rite had just begun. If Belail was right about who Maeva was then the smoke like ash that was breathed into her lungs would arouse her slumbering demon soul but seeing so far that nothing had gone wrong he was sure that she was the one. His arm cradling Maeva's bare bottom he casual stood up from his throne letting his lust's body slid down against his form before having her feet hit the floor. Looking down into her eyes his tongue wagged with speech as he offered her up the empty cup, "You were always meant to find me Lady of the Abyss and now I offer you this vessel to fill with blood." His long jagged finger nail then pointed towards Af who was involuntarily forced into coughing up pools of blood out from his mouth, "Drink to your wicked hearts content and indulge in your pleasures. If things are not clear to you now they soon will be."

What seemed to amuse Candle didn't please Niveus and the young spirit's explanation hadn't made anything better for her. What difference did it make if she lost loved ones hundreds of years ago and not today, what mattered was she was still hurting from it. She to had been caught up in the everlasting slumber that Lucis cast over Belail and his followers who were deemed a threat so to her it only felt like yesterday that the tragedy had occurred. As for Niveus being a complete stranger it was untrue for she knew Candle's mother and settled upon the steps she muttered to herself, "I knew you....I held you when you were a small babe though I don't know you now but if I walk you away now your mother would have frowned at me...for in truth I am your Aunt and for some reason you haven't aged a bit.” With all those thoughts bustling through her mind Niveus had to push them back and deal with what was occurring in the moment. Candle's soft words about Belail were heard and Niveus could only let out a sigh as she wasn't sure how to explain him to her. A little irked by them being so judgmental of what Dara had did she complained out loud as she listen to the thieves, "There is nothing wrong with what your friend Dara did! Despite his decision he is still your friend and you have no idea what happens to souls in limbo. Without Belail's help Kyra's soul would have only faded back deep into our master's essence we are all incarnates of his power. The two souls you were with in the spirit realm Candle would have met the same fate but you wouldn't have experienced that because you and I are different. Our kind is the only one who can remain as spirits and not all of us were sacrificed to the dark lord. It didn't matter if they were or not all those who died waited in the realm of the dead were given new bodies and reincarnated into a new life. It was mine and your mother's job to make sure that each soul was delivered to Belail for this to happen. I know he seems vindictive but right now is in a fury trying to set things back the way they were and I know I can't make you understand but please don't judge me or your friend Dara for following Belail. He is angry with his people who betrayed him now known as the Ventus so you must understand why he did what he did." She was about to explain more but just as she placed her hands on her knees to get to her feet the sky lit red at the sight of the crimson moon. She stood in awe as the one prophecy that was spoken orally was now visible and Niveus spoke the title of Belail's mate, "Lady of the Abyss...has she truly come." Turning her attention back to the thieves and Candle she called out to them in a panic, "Get out of the temple now!!! Belail has preformed a rite and is at his strongest with his new lust he will have eyes in each of his sanctuaries!" She then watched the inside of the dark sanctuary come to life with a pale blue light that began to consume the large statue of Belail in the center of the room. If the beryl light reached the sapphire jeweled eyes within the carving then the thieves would be exposed and she knew that they would be hunted down and killed. “Get out now and close the door so his sight will be obscured! Candle if you want to know more about who you are then you have to trust me and so will your friends but I can't risk you accidentally tripping a soul trap so you must let me carry you through this ruined town back to my home!"


Ariel scrunched her face in confusion as she didn't recall mentioning sex but figure Amaya may have taken her question about Moloch being her lover as meaning something sexual. "I meant more along the lines of boyfriend or husband but now I know that he isn't that makes more sense. How can you be sure he didn't want to explain it you at his own free will?" Her feet patted against the soil as they reached the gate of the fortress walls where the same gate keeper they had made fun of was guarding the door. Vole was of course not thrilled to see the two of them and he snarled under his breath, "You two again...I suppose you want inside the walls but then why should I bother to allow you access?" He then grinned at them both as it was his turn to give them a hard time, "I know how about you go up the road several miles and have the other gate keeper let you in." Ariel then gave Vole a dirty look before staring at Amaya in find a solution, "Or Amaya I think I got a better idea since little dick is being a pain I will fly over the fortress walls and carry you with me!" The grin that was smeared over Voles face vanished and his brow began to farrow.

Jaeger's eyes narrowed and the skin under his fur whitened over his knuckles of his clenched fists as he listened to Dara question his plan and his tone grew nasty, "Is that so well in that case smart ass you are the one who is going to need the saving. It's going to be your lucky day...." He was suddenly distracted by the red moon and he looked back at Kenaz, "Well, well my dear friend I think we both know what that means now don't we. It is too bad we don't have time celebrate her coming." He bared his teeth in a grin and letting out a howl towards the crimson moon a pair of Mortis came flying out of the night sky before landing behind both Dara and Kyra. "Now back to the matter at hand since you don't think my first plan is fool proof we are going with my new one...which I am going to get a kick out of seeing these two Mortis flop your bodies about in the wind or should I say morti. These vile beast are going to circle behind the caravan with one of the morti carrying you in there clutches while the other swoops down and attacks the wagon to get those idiots attention. Your lil friends Du'an and Uriel should quickly recognize you and want to help your pointless souls and once that happens the rest is up to you to retrieve the piece of Calx from the Aduros. Then like I said earlier we will met you there to retrieve the young deity and you better hope you got the piece of Calx cause I don't got time to wait around for you." Understand?" Then without waiting for Dara to respond Jaegar signaled the Mortis and snarled one final word, "Good!" The morti that was behind Dara lifted into the air and with it's hind legs it grabbed him by the shoulders while its talons on its front legs wrapped under the underarms of Kyra. It happened so swiftly it wouldn't have given the two thieves time to react as the Mortis's wings snapped quickly to the left it started to make a wide circle so that the people within the wagon wouldn't see them passing by. Jaeger then glaced over at Kenaz before burting out into laughter at his malicious act he had just did to the two new followers of Belail, "Lets get out of here so no one sees us and gives that idiot Daro away!" Jaeger still laughing as he spoke began to walk away from the road towards the safety of the forest trees.

 

[Tala Lakota]

A half cry, half moan of pain escaped Maeva as Belail quickened within her and her fists clinched, driving her claws deeper into him through his muscles and into his bone, as if she were using the bone to get a better grip on him. It would be a horrifying pain to anyone else, but she knew he would love that pain. Her cry turned to laughter at Af’s words and through her pained moans and grunts she looked back at him and said, “Why? Because even then I bore the child of my true king and I wasn’t sure how much longer I would be needed to fool you and if it became apparent that I was pregnant I could not have you thinking I carried anyone else’s child but yours, and believe me, that was one of the biggest sacrifices I made for Belail. That night with you was boring and pathetic, it’s good that you will not survive this night for you could never hope to please a woman. Those little earthquakes you weaklings went and hid from were a result of me releasing the seal that contained my king, and as my first reward he showed me a little, ‘private earthquake’ during which he planted his seed in me, a child that will be stronger than you, or even your precious Lucis as soon as it’s born. As for your love, you could never give me all that I needed, for I can neither take nor give love. It’s not in my soul nor in my dead heart.” She laughed wickedly, her pressing her breasts firmly into Belail’s hand, “I’ll take lust over love any day, and you could never begin to fill that lust, I was seeking this vile beast before I met you, and it is why I met you.” She turned her eyes back to Belail as his voice rumbled over her and she gave him a degraded grin, grinding her teeth in pain as he grinded in her. The grin only grew as he whispered in her ear and an old prophecy that she’d once heard long ago came back to her. She’d never been one to give much stock to such things, but she also wasn’t one to just automatically blow them off. But she instantly knew she was the one, and she would be the mother to the Azels and they would rise to power once more. These thoughts faded a bit as she once more concentrated on him as he spoke again and she laughed in answer replying, “Always have I enjoyed the taste of blood and sought it out, but never have I tasted any so go as you. Your blood has a flavor that no other's has ever had and I can taste the power in it.” She ran her tongue along his as it slid into her mouth, clenching her teeth on it as she felt him explode within her and she moaned in pleasure as his hot sperm seared its way into her, her eyes had clasped shut in pain and ecstasy, shutting off her vision to allow herself to better feel him. A shudder ran through her when he eventually pulled out of her, shredding ever more of her flesh away as he did. She opened her red eyes again to meet his blue gaze and without any hesitation she deeply inhaled the smog that flowed out from his mouth, not thinking twice about it.
Caden was in shock by what he was seeing and hearing, how could she have fooled everyone for so long? But when Af turned on him he drew his own blade in defense, he wouldn’t hurt Af, but he wouldn’t let himself get cut down that easy either. He relaxed again when Af lowered his weapon and he grimaced as he said, “At least that would’ve been a quick, rather painless death.” He shrugged at the question of Ina, she was on her own, and he figured she’d be safer that way than with them anyway. He too turned to Belail and Maeva, remembering Caflice’s comments that he didn’t trust Maeva and he cursed himself for blowing off his concerns, but it was too late now, nothing could be done about the past. Knowing they were probably both going to die now and not knowing any way to have any hope of escape he started forward as well. He would’ve prayed for strength, but after seeing Lucis’s body plastered to the ceiling earlier he didn’t know who to pray to. He was just about to pass the doors and join his king for a last stand when it slammed shut in his face and knocked him off his feet. “No!” he growled as he jumped back up and slammed his body into the door, only succeeding in wasting energy and bruising his shoulder. He could hear Af shouting at Belail on the other side and, despite knowing it would do no good he cursed Belail’s name and continued to ram his shoulder vainly against the strong door, not even succeeding in making it shudder under his weight. He could soon hear Belail’s voice taunting Af and then the sound of Af’s coughing, he could tell the sound was moist and knew that could only mean he was coughing up blood and he redoubled his efforts as he screamed out Af’s name, at the sound of Maeva’s voice he growled through the door, “Don’t listen to them! You’re stronger than their words My King!”
Maeva listened intently to Belail as he spoke to Af, but she didn’t bother adding in since she was concentrating on inhaling the smoke that Belail was expelling for her. She could feel something stirring within her and this only made her more eager to go through with this ritual, not only for the new strength and power that it would give her, but also because she knew how it would please him if the ritual was a success, and she had no fear if it wasn’t, for who else could the prophecy be speaking of if not her. She smiled at him as she took the last of it in and pressed her flesh to his as he set her on her feet, “Find you I have, Blood Lord, and loyally serve you I always will.” She pressed her lips to his in an almost loving manner as she took the vessel from him hand, when she separated again she answered, “Clear as the black crystal that taints Uriel’s heart with every beat.” Then she turned away from him and started to saunter towards Af, giving Belail a show of her backside as she did. She could feel blood and cum dripping down her legs and from any other wounds she’d sustained during the throws of their lust. Laughing at Af she said with a grin, “Hang me? Please, if I could die that easy I wouldn’t survive sex with Belail. I’m stronger than you ever imagined, that girl you ‘saved’ from the Sanguis so long ago could’ve easily destroyed her ‘attackers’ and you and a battalion’s worth of trained soldiers, and, even being stuck in that insufferable city, I only grew stronger as time passed. And now, now with the new strength that I’ve received from Belail I could’ve destroy every living person in Ac'quida with a single word, before many of them died today.” She chuckled as she got close to him catching the blood he was coughing up in the ewer Belail had made. She pressed her naked body against him as she continued to speak softly, her voice was quiet, deadly almost, but it’s nearness drowned out Caden’s racket in the background. “You fool, so willing to trust and help others, that trait would make you a great king, were you living in the world of a fairy tail, but you’re not, you’re living in our world. However you did help me, you helped me greatly, just not in the way you meant. So much knowledge I gained all those years living in the palace, so much you told me so eagerly, telling me the location of his sword so that I could retrieve it for him, the fountain so I could take him to it and restore his power and add to mine. And how enthusiastically you jumped to my defense when the one person that had any idea of the truth tried to warn you. Maybe if you’d listened to him Caflice would still be alive, and oh, how fun he was to kill, how fun it was to use his body to play tug of war with Belail. His tears did nothing to help him. Even now the Nocturna peck at his torn flesh, not so much as a burial to respect the body that gave so much for you and your precious city. Where’s your goddess now?” She laughed as she ran her free hand down Af’s body, her claws shredding his shirt and piercing his skin, “You’ve no idea how hard it’s been for me to not rip you to shreds all this time, how hard it was to smile and pretend to love you. I could never love a weakling like yourself. You’re as feeble as an old woman compared to the god you should be worshiping.” Her hand slipped down his trousers just as her lips pressed to his her tongue licking the blood off his chin before entering his mouth as she wrapped her hand around his penis, just to show him that, even with the knowledge of what she was, she could still arouse him. She swallowed the blood he coughed into her mouth as if she were draining the life from him, although it was Belail’s magic forcing the life out. She pulled her lips away from him with one last lick of her barbed tongue along the inside of his cheek as she released his member and stepped away. She set the bowl on the ground where it would still catch the blood he was coughing up then stepped away. “Now you get to see the vile beast that I am,” she said with a wicked grin. She felt her face lengthen and her bones grow in some places while shortening in others, more vertebrae grew as a tail sprang out and her flesh tore and rehealed itself as a pair of massive wings sprouted from her back. She ran her large tongue over her muzzle as she stood before him in her true form, her fur as blue as Belail’s eyes, with white stripes and a black chest and stomach, like a tiger with inverted colors. She bared her long fangs at him in a feral grin and bunched for a leap at the king where she would sink her claws into his chest and her fangs into his throat and rip what little life he had left from him. She could already feel the Azel within her awaking and growing in strength on the blood she’d already drank and the bowl was now full to the brim and over flowing, “I was wrong I guess, you’re not useless to me, you will help me in one last matter. Your death will bring me new life, strength and power even I couldn’t imagine gaining will be mine thanks to you.” She prepared for the leap, but just as she was about to push herself off the ground she heard a noise so slight that most would’ve never noticed it or let it pass for a trick of the mind, however she whipped around just in time to see the traitor Sanguis delve a knife made of bone deep into Belail’s back. A special magic that only her breed of Sanguis could design saturated the knife and let it pass through his bone and directly into his heart. She knew this wouldn’t truly kill Belail and that, in the long run it would only make him stronger, but she still had to do whatever she could think of to get Af out. Of the two of them she knew he could do more to reseal Belail than she could and if it cost her her life, or even got her captured and imprisoned here for whatever tortures they could imagine up for her, she believed it was worth it to get him free.

Uriel tore his eyes away from his daughter and looked at Lilura in surprise, “There’s another deity here? Who is he? Why--” he stopped talking when the wind went by and he looked towards the door, but could only see Du’an’s body.
Du’an had also felt the portentous feeling in the wind and his hand had gone to the hilt of his sword but when Lilura grabbed him she nearly threw him off balance and he sighed and brushed her hand away, “Please, if I fell out of the wagon I would roll away from it well before the wheels got close to me. You and I both know I’d be dead by now if I didn’t have good reflexes.” He rolled his eyes at Winlic’s scolding and muttered, “Geez, it’s like I’m a two-year-old again. Look, you might not know much about magic but you still know more than I do, besides, it’s not like I’m going to be getting any rest any time soon.” He knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep now with worrying over Navi and if he did, he’d be plagued with nightmares, he’d always been since he was a little kid, usually only a spell that Nirvana had specifically made for him kept them from occurring, although it wasn’t till that moment that he realized he hadn’t had any while sleeping in Navi’s house. He glanced over his shoulder at her and was about to pull himself back inside when he heard a noise that sounded like a injured Varavi, but the pitch was slightly too low. He smiled and cupped his hand to his mouth and sent a returning call that sounded like a hunting Nocturna, but with a pitch slightly too high. Only someone who really knew animal calls would notice the difference in sound. A few short moment’s later he could hear a couple extra sets of hoof beats and then very soon his sister and he waved his arm at her so she’d know for sure it was them. She had used the same spell as Du’an to speed up the svine so she quickly drew along side the wagon before releasing the spell.
“That was easy enough,” she said with a smile.
Du’an smirked, “Good for you.” He looked down at his svine’s back, she was between him and Nirvana, and he squatted down and grabbed Abdeil by the scruff and with a quick spell of strength from Nirvana, easily hauled him into the wagon. Having him inside Du’an picked him up and laid him on the bench he’d previously been sitting on. He started to turn back to the door but then looked at Uriel and pointed at Lilura, "She." Then, before anyone could object, spun back around, grabbing the edge of the door for leverage, and swung out of the wagon and onto the back of his svine who made a noise of joy at having her bonded instead of a stranger riding her again. Du’an smiled and patted her neck then closed the wagon door and urged her ahead, Nirvana staying right with him. As they passed, Nirvana gave Winlic a grin and a wave. The two of them rode just ahead of the wagon team and flanked it, one on either side of the road, on the way up Du’an explained the gust of wind and the odd feeling and both of them drew their swords and started scanning the area closely.
Uriel blinked a couple times at Du'an's sudden departure, not knowing Du'an enough to know that him sitting in the wagon not doing anything, especially with someone he cared about in danger like Navi was, would make Du'an restless and agitated. He thought it weird that he left Navi's side. He shrugged and then pulled out the box that held the piece of Calx that Du'an had retrieved and held it out to Lilura, "I guess you would better know what to do with this than I."

Candle was about to say something about how they could’ve never known each other because of the time difference but when Niveus said she was her aunt that stopped her and she was quiet a moment as she tried to remember her mother, but she had been too young to remember much of anything at all. She remembered her mother often having a sad smile, and often looking out the window as if there was some place else she wished to go. She was brought back out of her thoughts as Niveus mentioned Dara and she scowled, “If you knew Kyra for even a few moments, you’d know she’d much rather that fate than the one that Dara just forced her into. She’s a thief because she can’t stand being in servitude to anyone, even if it’s a job. She will hate this.”
“Dara’s gonna hear about it too,” Brogan muttered, knowing Kyra wasn’t about to settle for it without giving her husband an earful about what he’d done.
Candle sighed and shook her head, about to suggest that they should just leave since she didn’t think they’d be able to get Niveus to understand it their way when suddenly the sky turned bright red and took her breath away. She didn’t even hear the first thing Niveus said, but when she suddenly started panicking the thieves that were sitting lunged to their feet and they started out. Each of them stopped when suddenly the building glowed a bright blue and turned to look but Brogan let out a resounding growl of, “Out. Now.” And that effectively got them moving again and out of the ruined temple in a timely fashion. In the very back to make sure everyone got out, Brogan was the last out and he hauled the door shut after himself.
Everyone looked around to make sure everyone was out. Satisfied Candle looked at Niveus and said with a smirk, “I already told you if you’d explained what you were doing in the first place I wouldn’t’ve freaked out,” she walked over to her, ignoring Brogan’s disapproving huff, “a little communication is all it took.”

Amaya snorted, “Much less likely to have one of those. I said ‘I think’, I didn’t say I know, which mean’s I’m not sure.” She shrugged, “Maybe he did, but either way Belail did tell him to do it.” She turned and looked at Vole as they neared the gate and her tail flicked to the side like a cat who just couldn’t be bothered. She stretched rather boredly as she looked at Ariel and nodded, “Sounds good. We’d get a better view of the city that way anyway.” She didn’t bother looking at Vole, only vaguely annoyed by his presence and not showing a bit of that annoyance.
(ugh, sorry about how short that is, but it's all i could coax out, maybe i'll get something more later, but i doubt it :-\ going to bed now)

Kenaz looked up at the red moon and grinned, “And a fine celebration we’ll miss.” He looked at Jaeger and smirked, “We can have one of our own when we’re through with them.”
“You’re the one going through my memories,” Dara growled just after Jaeger howled, he didn’t know what the red moon meant and he didn’t much care, “it’s not my fault you didn’t look back that far. Maybe if you--” he stopped and stumbled forward a bit as there was suddenly a large beast behind him and he swore slightly--making Kenaz laugh--as he heard Kyra make a startled noise and jump to the side. Regaining his composure he glared at Jaeger, “Way to take out your own short-comings on someone else.” Despite his anger at Jaeger and Kenaz’s amusement at tormenting the two of them and his own guilt at what he was doing he still got every instruction he was given and knew what he had to do, and do it he would, he wouldn’t fail for he knew it meant he would loose Kyra again and that guilt would be even worse than what he felt now. He grunted when the Mortis’s claws painfully wrapped around him but didn’t even try to get away, at Kyra’s slight cry of fear he called comfortingly, “Don’t fear Kyra, they won’t harm us.”
Kenaz also burst into laughter with his friend. Through his guffaws he mocked in a high pitched voice, “Don’t fear!! They won’t harm us!! Ohh!” He followed Jaeger off the road, relieved to be rid of the thieves. He looked around at the black trees of the forbidden forest and then back up to the red moon, “We should join up with the rest of your tribe, we can get some celebrating in before we have to get back to work.”​

 

[Chickenhorrormovie]

Winlic ignored Du'an's request to drive the caravan and she waved her hand in his face as if to shoo a pest, “Well if you didn't act like one then I wouldn't have to tell you off! Go away Du'an these are my svines and this is my wagon...and I can't help your friend back there all I might do is turn her into an edg'va! How about you go harass someone else?!" She was glad the pestering had stopped but wasn't sure why as she knew Du'an didn't normally give in that easily. Lilura still trying to hold on to her great grandson's britches asked Uriel to give her a second while she tried to get Du'an to sit down, "Give me a moment my ignorant grandchild that my granddaughter left me with is being stupid! Du'an that overconfident attitude of yours is going to be the death of you so I think it best if you just si-...Are you even listening to me?!" Her ranting then came to a halt as she heard the hooves of both Du'an and Nirvana's svine slamming along the dirt trail despite its fast pace her ears had grew accustom to their running pattern. It wasn't long before she could hear her great grand daughter speaking to Du'an and the sudden thud of Abdiel's body hitting the wagon's seat made her reach out to see if Du'an had finally sat down. She drew her hand back quickly when it came in contact with Abdiel's fur as she strongly felt Belail's presence but realized this was the one that had been with Nirvana. Before Lilura could start asking Du'an about the stranger she heard the last word he muttered and a gush of wind blew inside the wagon from the absence of her grandson's body that had been blocking the open door way. Her blind eyes then stared over at Uriel with a neutral expression and before answering the Deity's question she ask one of her own, "He jumped didn't he? Never mind don't tell me....I swear that child is going to be the death of me." Winlic waved back at Nirvana as she passed the wagon with Du'an and called out to her friend, "It's about time you came he was driving me crazy!"
Lilura's tone then changed as she focused on Uriel's questions, "Sorry you were asking me something....Yes there is another Deity and as to who he is I am not entirely sure. He says his name is Anxo and that he would explain everything once you were in his presence." Her hand then reached out to feel the piece of Calx before taking it from Uriel's grasp, "Awh one of the twelve pieces of Calx, I have one back at the village and now we will have two. The origins of what the Calx was used for is simple enough as the name Calx means to turn to stone. He would use this wretched device against deities to turn their bodies into trophies so the deities’ corpses and souls would remain in a painful existence or that is what the tales speak of. What I figure is what if we used it against him and by using a Deity’s power to reverse the role that it might turn Belail's body and soul into stone." Her conversation with Uriel came abruptly to a halt as she felt the wagon shake violently and Winlic let out a shrill. The morti that hadn't been carrying Dara or Kyra had made it there first and was now standing on top of the wooden roof of the wagon. Its hellish shrieks sent Winlic jumping on the back of one of the svines attached to the caravan and she screamed out for Dara and Nirvana, "Help Dara...Nirvana someone get this thing away from me!" The Morti's shadow that was cast over head then suddenly moved and Winlic looked behind her just to see the ugly creature shoving its head inside the cabin haul of the wagon. The beast then let out another shriek making Lilura cover her ears in such a confined space. The Morti that was sent to get their attention to snap to the skies and see Dara and Kyra had completely forgot its commands once it seen Navi laying in one of the seats. The dark creature's muzzle had began pecking at the young deity's clothes as it was making an attempt to snatch her from out of the caravan so that it could return Navi back to it's master.

The flesh on Belail's mutilated body slowly started to mend from Maeva's lechery and his lack of interest in Af's weak minded words didn't even cause the dark lord to Farrow his brow. The only other person that meant even a morsel to Belail was Maeva and his ears lingered mostly on her words instead, "What you savor in the blood of this vessel is my potent power it is no doubt desirable and it will be even more so when I have regained my former strength! The divine child and the power I draw out from my light tainted children will sustain my hunger till then. You as well my whore will even strengthen me in your awaken form for we as a pair are indomitable. As for this worthless outcast Aterlupe's attempt of degrading me..." A wicked grin swept over his expression and the glare in his eyes glazed over with hate before he continued to wag his vile tongue, "I feel nothing but pleasure as his spitefulness only feeds my hunger for destruction. Why should I get upset when I know who I am for it is he who is playing pretend? A false king with false hopes of ever being something he is not because no matter how many fucking times he calls himself ventus it will never be so." Belail had remained standing at the foot of his throne as he watched Maeva's bare side saunter down the steps towards Af an overwhelming pleasure boiled within his soul. The smell of blood and sex in air had left him wanting more and he could feel his member start to ache once again. Being around her made his power surge with an indescribable feeling and whatever powers he had lost from the battle with Lucis centuries ago seemed to make up for that. What really got him going was seeing Af dangling slightly off the ground with his guard welling out behind the door trying so hard to get in while his lust teased her helpless victim. The ritual would soon be near its completion but as much as he wanted to keep his focus on the awakened Lady of the Abyss he knew his realm was in need of a long over due repair. With Maeva near him Belail had finally gotten enough power to be able to View each temple of worship to see how much damage the Ventus had done to his realm. Alloces had grown unstable and despite what the traitorous Ventus thought of him it was Belail who kept this realm from tearing apart. Belail was able to pull himself in and out of his trance just so he could continue watching his lust but it would be his astro traveling that would make him fail to hear Ina enter through a secret passage from behind his throne.
The blood that overflowed from Af's open mouth gushed down his neck seeping into his light brown fur as it traveled over his robust chest before dripping off his blood soaked trousers. Maeva's heartless words seemed like a punch to his gut every time she told him how pathetic he was or how she used him like a harlot on the street. His eyes then widen after hearing her speak of Belail's blade and there they locked onto the demon's sword that leaned near Belail's throne. Everything he shared with her was out of trust and love but she seemed to know how to twist his shattered heart just right then make it feel so filthy. It couldn't stop there with her as she was Caflice's murderer and a tear streamed down his face as the sergeant had been a close and dear friend of his. His body jerked wildly as she brushed herself against him and despite feeling emotionally hurt Af snarled out at her with hate. Blood spat out from his mouth as he struggled to speak, "Get off me you disease infested whore I have nothing to do with you! Oh...Ca-flice I am so sorry...I shoul-d of listened to you..but my love made me blind..." The light in his soul almost seemed to snuff when she had mentioned Lucis and in the background behind Maeva Belail's voice bellowed out the answer to her question intended for Af, "Dead! Her corpse dried like stone hanging as my trophy in a chamber far below my throne hall. A perfect place for that bitch to linger and as for her soul tainted and intertwined with mine forever bond to my blade! She sat in your palace all this time and unbeknownst to you she cried out for help while I feasted on her spirit in my slumber!" Af averted his sight away from both Maeva and Belail as he didn't want them to know that he no longer had faith in his dead deity and all this time he prayed to no one but the empty air. His attention was snapped back to Maeva as she laid her hands on him and he flinched at her lips and tongue swaddling his tonsils before howling out from her hand groping his shaft in his pants. The muscle in his leg flexed up as he bent his knee against the force of Belail's dark power restraining his leg. If it had been free he would have kicked Maeva in the face just to get her away from him, "Don't you..touch me there with your promiscuous hands!" He panted heavily at first but the feel of guilt and embarrassment washed over him as Belail only laughed at his horny mate, "I believe that little howl was because he enjoyed you playing with his genitals...see I knew the Aterlupe was still in this one. Such a confused little wolf aren't you?!" Belail's ears then perked and he snapped his head to the side to look behind him but when nothing was in his sight except his throne he narrowed his eyes in suspicion then faced Maeva once more. His sights continued to watch Maeva transform while Af thrashed even harder against his hold but the feeling of someone standing behind him became stronger and Ina's scent rushed up his nostrils. The feel of the dagger ramming into his backbone made Belail snarl and his demon soul quickly consumed the magic within the enchanted blade but not before it tore through every muscle in his back and neared his heart. His temper flared for this was at the worst possible moment since he was the one who was restraining Af. With the dagger still wedged in his spine Belail twisted his body around swiftly snapping the blade from its hilt just to face his attacker. His reach extended out for Ina with his claws sliding over the flesh of her upper torso before bracing her neck with his large hand Belail began choking her as he snarled out, "You bitch! How dare you show your face to me! Your efforts will be thwarted I will make sure of it by your death!" Feeling the blade glide deeper towards his heart with every thrashing move of his body he knew that his weaken Azel form would collapse soon. Belail still bracing Ina reached around his back digging for the sharp piece of bone wedged near his heart. In an enraged fit his head thrashed about with a gaped jaw his large canines sank deep into the flesh Ina's shoulder muscles. The sound of gore rang out as he jerked his head to the side lacerating her flesh open. Aggravated from another intrusion that would forestall his wicked deeds Belail went in for another bite knowing he had little time before his vessel would fail him. This time he went for Ina's face in attempts to finish her off for good but as his body lunged forth so did the tip of the broken dagger. He hadn't enough strength to sustain it from collapsing and without most of his power he was still inadequate. The vigor from his grip was waning and before he succumbed to this ill hindrance he thrust Ina forth. Her body ungracefully slamming to the floor she slid a few feet along the glossy surface before stopping only a few inches from Maeva's grasp. In a roar the dark lord spurted out a command to his lust just before his knees slammed down to a temporary death, "Finish her!" His vision blurred and his body dropped to it's fate. The tight restraints around Af's arms and legs dissipated and his body came crashing back down to Alloces his feet nearly knocking over the blood filled vessel. The radiant blue light that filled the fortress vanished with Belail's breath growing faint and slow and the life in his eyes faded just as they had through out his fortress. Af had sat up quickly from the floor no longer gagging up blood he sidled himself back away from Maeva with a relieved laugh, "He's dead and now all that is left is you..." Though exhausted from his ordeal he was ready to shut Maeva up for good and he would have continued his threat if it weren't for the near surprise of his close demise. It hadn't taken long for the splintered blade that was lodged within Belail's heart to jut out from his back and into a nearby pillar where the Aterlupe king had been sitting. With a swift reaction Af leaped to his feet and into a dive roll he escaped the bone dagger from searing through his skull. His quick thinking left him closer to throne hall doors that was now slightly gaped open. He could now see Caden peering through knowing it was his chance to escape and he nearly left without thinking of the Sanguis that had saved him. His body jerking to a halt he turned just as he had touched his exit recalling that Ina was in grave danger he stopped himself from leaving her behind. Although she was not a Ventus he couldn't prevent himself from sparing her from her impending doom for it only seemed only natural to return the favor. His muzzle near the seam of the door he directed Caden on what he proposed to do, "Watch my back I am going in for Ina!" Without a weapon to protect himself and only the adrenaline rush that he just received to keep his drained body going Af was left with only his wits. The throne hall was barely lit now that Belail had collapsed, besides the candelabras lighting the corners of the room and the red moon it was like sitting in a black pit. The crimson light shun over the center of the chamber illuminating the vessel of blood giving Af his plot to rescue Ina. Trusting Caden enough to guard him he slowly crept back towards the center of the room and it felt like an eternity had passed before just being only a few inches from the demoness's backside. Af's love for Maeva had turned to shear terror and he wanted to make sure he didn't arouse her senses so that she didn't turn and notice him. His toes then softly touched the vessel and as he knocked it over the bowl clanked loudly against the hard floor spilling his blood as it did. Af then jumped to the side in hopes of missing any strikes she dealt out while he taunted her, "You won't be getting anything else from me! Not my trust or a drop of blood!" Looking over at Ina he then yelled out, "Get out of here! I will be right behind you!"

Niveus snatched Candle up into her arms as she and the thieves vacated the temple but even if Brogan had shut the door she knew it would remain that way. "I'll debate with you later Candle but right now I need to get your friends out of sight because if I know Belail he will just burst that door wide open!" Normally if Niveus had seen the Thieves she would have left them to their fate but Candle had changed everything and since they were the key to gaining Candle's trust Niveus seen no other option then to aid the bandits. She weaved in and out of the village rubble as she followed the same path she had taken earlier in order to reach the temple. It didn't matter where the thieves stepped but for Niveus and Candle it meant their lives if she tripped a soul trap. Niveus then knew that it would be too late if she tried to journey back to her house so instead she entered inside the home of Candle's parents that was in a lot better shape then her own. Not needing to run like the others Niveus was a lot faster then they were and sort of left the band of thieves on their own to catch up. Once inside Niveus placed Candle down on the floor and turned back towards the entrance to see the thieves as she yelled, "In here and hurry!" Staring off into the distance she could see the dark sanctuary beam a dull blue light and the sound of the temple doors rattling echoed throughout the village. A sinking filling dipped deep into Niveus' chest and she muttered as she pulled herself away from the entrance, "I can't believe I am doing this...If Belail finds out I helped a small band of Ventus thieves then he will think I betrayed him." Her eyes then locked with Candle as she stopped in the middle of the living room and she realized that it probably wasn't a good idea to complain in front of her, "I'm sorry Candle about earlier but I was hoping you might have recognized me. I guess you wouldn't know where you are standing now would you? This was your home where your Mother and Father cared for you but now it is just forgotten memories. I told her not to run just to come with me to the sacred temple. Both of you would have been safe and she still would have been here but she was afraid that would be the first place the Ventus would look...guess she was wrong." Her head then turned to the side as she heard a few of the thieves near the front yard and as much as she wanted alone time with her niece she knew that wasn't going to happen.

As Jeager hid out of sight he continued to laugh at Kenaz's comment before responding to his friends eagerness to celebrate, "Sure I suppose it wouldn't hurt if we took a break and got a little celebrating in before we continued with our work...lets just hope for our sake the master doesn't gets pissed off about it. That idiot Daro thinks I am that interested in his life that I am going to review his entire life of memories. I don't trust those two and I wouldn't be surprised if they gave us away!" He then began to head back towards their makeshift camp not concerned if he made any sort of noise believing the Avira were to busy warding off the mortis by now. Heading deeper into the forest they passed several ominous tress as well as the remains of several Ventus who fell victim to the tainted forest. Jaeger carelessly crushed the bones and skulls of the dead beneath his feet as he walked and soon enough his ears caught the sounds of his wolf kin howling and celebrating off in the distance, "We're getting close only a couple more yards and we should be there in no time." He said as he glanced back at Kenaz, "I'll be glad when this whole ordeal is over with that way I can return home to my mate in Illumania. I am pleased however to be rid of those thieves the thought of them squirming in the presence of our clan members would have been amusing though." He laughed as the image of Dara and Kyra cowering on an old tree stump popped into his head and with all his tribe members glaring at them with hunger in their eyes. He then suddenly seen a pair of gleaming eyes and as he neared he realized it was one of the younger female Aterlupes and she seemed to be upset. Lyall then looked up and stared at both Jaeger and Kenaz and she lightened up a bit and called out to them both, "Jaeger..Kenaz your back! I was wondering if you two are okay!" She then looked down at the ground as if she done something wrong before continuing to speak, "Uh...Kenaz...I...gotta tell you something...well...you see...it is about...your Carvoit." She then paused as she didn't really want to tell him what happened and Jaeger knew that they were going to have to force it out of her.

Ariel then nodded at Amaya's response and beating her wings she kicked her feet off the ground as she prepared herself to grab hold of Amaya, Vole's voice bellowed out once more, "I'd like to see you try! Go ahead and when I snatch you out of the air I'll crush the life from your pathetic souls." Ariel scowled at the demon and began yelling at him, "Listen here you over sized boulder I don't got time to play your games so either you let us through or I fly over your empty head!" Moloch who had used the gate that Vole was gaurding wasn't far off and he instantly seen Amaya when he heard Ariel bickering at the gate keeper. He then tugged on both Night and Moon's wrists before deciding to pick the two of them up in his arms so that he could walk at a faster pace. He could now hear the argument between the two become heated as neared the courtyard enterance and knowing that the gate keeper had a short fuse he ran the rest of the way. When Moloch was only a few feet away he howlerd out, "Wait Vole don't do anything stupid!" Now standing right behind the gatekeeper he got Voles attention who snapped out in irritation, "What do you want?! Can't you see I'm busy!" Moloch catching his breath sat the two fox children down at his feet as he retorted back, "Let them in Vole or I will tell Belail how you stalled his plans he had set for these two. I am sure you don't want to have to face our master's wrath or the Lady of the Abyss." Vole's eyes then narrowed as he grit his teeth in anger he slammed his fist into the ground in rage at the threat but he knew that Moloch meant it and he snarled while opening the rather heavy gate, "FINE! I'll let the stupid whores in!" A snide smirk came across Moloch's expression as he waved the two inside he began talking, "Come on Amaya we have things to discuss."

Gaap had suddenly come to after his ordeal of being knocked over the head and reaching for the bruise on his skull he set up slowly, "Aww my head! If I ever see that bastard out side these fortress walls I'm going to make him regret the day he decided to hit me with the end of his hilt." Gradually getting to his feet Gaap felt his head spin a bit and his vision blur and though he wanted to wait a moment to recover he was worried that he might run into the same Ventus who had did this to him. He stumbled a bit as he walked but after being on his feet for awhile he began to feel better. He was glad that they were gone and that he didn't have to aid them in their escape but now the fortress halls seemed rather dark which made it difficult to see, "Oh I got a bad feeling someone got to the master and when he comes around they are in for a rude awakening. It is too dark down these halls now and I can barely see my own hand in front of my face." Feeling his way along the walls Gaap got himself lost and he ended up down an unfamilar hall but to his luck he see the flicker of a lit tourch. Drawn to the light like a moth he was eager to get the sorce of light in his hands so that he could leave this baffling fortress. The torch was off in the distance near the secret passage that Ina had taken earlier and if had known that he would have turned around right then and there.

 

[Tala Lakota]

“Yea, like that would be a bad thing,” Du’an muttered under his breath in reply to Lilura’s comment about getting himself killed. It wasn’t really overconfidence, Du’an knew his skills and his limits well ‘cause he often pushed himself to them and knowing he’d be able to react quick enough if he fell out of the wagon was only because he always rolled when he fell off something, it lessened the impact and kept him from hurting himself, even if there wasn’t wheels he had to worry about being run over by. As he rode by Winlic he retorted, “Maybe if you’d get the stick out of your butt you’d find it more amusing and less annoying.”
This comment retrieved a resounding smack upside the head from his sister who looked at Winlic with a grin and replied, “What do you expect? He’s a boy, that’s all they’re good for.”
Uriel watched Lilura scold Du’an and was surprised at how Du’an didn’t seem to listen to her. Although if he’d known much about Du’an past, about how both of his parents had died when he was young, his mother at his birth and his father when he was only ten and how fast he’d had to grow up thanks to Belail’s curse, he wouldn’t be so surprise. He frowned and shook his head but didn’t answer Lilura’s question since she’d told him not to. He looked at her and listened intently as she spoke of the deity and the piece of Calx. With a sigh he said, “Well then Anxo will have to do that because I do not believe I can. When I last fought Belail, he and his mate--” he was about to tell her of the dark crystal that Maeva had shoved in his chest but was interrupted by the Mortis that was suddenly going after his daughter. His entire demeanor changed in an instant and he snarled and leapt at the beast. He grabbed the Mortis’s muzzle and jumped to the side, yanking its head with him and spinning mid-air so that he twisted it’s neck around and snapped it, then landed on the edge of the road and dropped it.
Du’an had pulled his svine to a stop when the moon suddenly turned blood red and Nirvana had muttered a few adamant curses as both of them knew what had happened. At the sound of the svines’ and Winlic’s scream they both wheeled their mounts around and Nirvana started to throw a spell at the Mortis but had to stop herself when it was suddenly tackled out of the wagon by Uriel, then she totally lost control of her svine. Du’an used his power and had all the svines calmed by the time Uriel had killed the Mortis. Knowing there was a good chance there was more than one he used his power and his eyes to scan the sky and quickly spotted a second. “Nirvana!” he shouted and pointed to the other beast.
“Aduro!” she shouted sending a beam of light straight at the creature. It wasn’t till the light got near enough to it that they saw the two people it was carrying.
Uriel saw them too and instantly took to the sky to retrieve the Mortis’s catch.

Maeva laughed at Belail’s words and grinned at him, “Oh and how good she’ll taste, and how wonderful the sounds of her father’s screams will be as he watches helplessly as we tear the life from her.” She let out a giggle that was nothing but evil, “I know, every word he says as he tries to insult me is only a compliment, for I too know exactly who and what I am.” She grinned at Af, “Call me a whore if you will, for that is what I am, I am Belail’s whore and I will let him use me as he will. Throughout the entire time you were in me I had to imagine it was him to go through with it, I had to remember how he felt in me to try and ignore your weak thrusts, if you could call them thrusts.” She laughed as the dethroned king cried out to the dead solider and her laughter only increased as Belail answered her question and she knew as he diverted his gaze that his faith had been broken, “That’s right puppy,” she whispered softly, “your prayers have fallen on deaf ears, just as her cries did.” She only laughed as he tried to get her off him and she grinned back at Belail as she jacked Af off, “Oh and how he enjoys it too, I can fill his little dick growing harder and harder in my hand.” She turned her head back to Af before Belail looked behind him so she never had a suspicion.

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Ina hadn’t known what to do, she stood clutching the knife the Caden had tossed back to her close to her chest and watching Gaap lay unconsciously on the floor as thoughts ran through her mind. The thought of going anywhere near Belail terrified her so that she shook a little in fear at the knowledge of what he would do to her for punishment, but as she looked down at Gaap’s prone form she knew she wouldn’t be able to get out of here unless he took her out, and he would turn her over to Belail well before that happened, she would not be strong enough to get anything out of him. She knew Caden and Af would die there and that if Belail had bothered to actually bait them to him that they were important in some way, which meant they were strong and they may be able to aid in any resistance that might be risen against the demon and that thought gave her the strength to go after them, but she knew she wouldn’t be able to go the same way as the two of them, she’d only get caught that way. However her obsession with knowledge and her exceptional memory gave her the knowledge of a secret passage that opened in the back of the throne room, just behind Belail’s throne. She looked at her dagger and smirked slightly, her mother had always hated her, if she had foreseen this she would’ve killed her daughter at birth. Knowing there was a great chance of failure she took off running as fast as her legs could carry her.
When she reached the small door that led to the throne room she hesitated, her courage failing her a moment. Then she heard Af snarling in defiance through his coughs and through their laughs and she once more had the strength to go through with it. She opened the door silently, wincing as she sacrificed some of her blood to do so, and slipped into the room, barely dodging out of sight before Belail glanced back at her. She could hear Maeva taunting Af, but couldn’t really hear her words through the blood pounding in her ears. She saw the bowl of blood and could see the red moon casting a bloody light throughout the room and knew what was happening, she knew then that the foretold Lady of the Abyss had come and as much as she hated that fact she knew she would’ve already been caught without it.
She crept forward, holding her breath so she didn’t breath loud enough for them to here, until she was just behind Belail, she felt like her heart was pounding so loudly the entire fortress should be able to hear it, she couldn’t believe it didn’t alert any of them. She held her knife up to her face and, as slow as she could manage, exhaled along the blade, a line of runes started to glow a bright green with a magic that had been imbued deep into the bone while it was being fashioned into a weapon, gathering all her strength and courage she lifted the blade and leapt at Belail. Being bone and not steal or even iron the blade was rather dull, and she knew she wouldn’t have the strength to push it all the way through Belail’s muscle and bone to do him any harm, but the magic that coursed through the dagger allowed it to pass through all this as if Belail were made out of warm butter. Ina’s eyes met Maeva’s as she spun around and it seemed almost an eternity as the blade slid into Belail’s heart. Maeva opened her maw in an enraged roar, but Ina didn’t ear it through Belail’s snarl.
Suddenly time was back to it’s normal speed as she felt the magic drain out of her blade just before Belail spun, yanking her arm painfully to the side as she didn’t have the time to react fast enough to release her knife and the handle broke loose in her hand. She cried out and stumbled back as Belail’s claws raked across her chest, carving bloody furrows and shredding the leather brace that covered her breasts, but her cry was cut off and she was kept from falling as he caught her throat. She gagged as her throat vainly rebelled against the force crushing it, but she met his gaze as he snarled at her and she hoped that he could see in her eyes how worth it she believed her actions were, even if she did die. Then she could see the light fading from his eyes and the strength from his hand and she knew she’d succeeded and he was dieing. She let out a startled cry as he threw her across the room and grunted in pain when she slammed to the ground, coughing and trying to get air through her crushed wind pipe. She saw Af drop to the ground just beyond Maeva’s feet and she was relieved he was released, but her relief only lasted an instant as Maeva’s long teeth dug into her shoulder.
Maeva’s powerful jaws crushed every bone in Ina’s shoulder and, enjoying the scream of pain even through her anger, she shook the traitor Sanguis, shredding muscles and tearing ligaments until Ina was sure her arm and entire shoulder were about to be ripped off, then swung her head and slammed her painfully the stone floor just as Belail collapsed. Maeva could’ve killed her in an instant, could’ve caught her skull in her jaws and crushed it, but she wanted the girl to suffer, to be made an example of. Had it not been for this desire Ina would’ve been saved a lot of pain, but she would’ve lost her life first.
Also had it not been for this desire Maeva would’ve ended Ina’s life quickly and the destroyed Af and Caden as well before Belail even had a chance to return to life.
Caden had still been ramming his shoulder into the door hoping enough strength applied might make it budge, and besides, he couldn’t just sit there and listen to his king be killed. He had stopped a moment when he heard roars of outrage from both the demons within and he wasn’t sure what had happened but he felt a satisfaction from it. About to ram the door again he barely stopped himself when he realized it was cracked and he thought it better to sneak in than to burst in and draw all attention to himself. He slid through the door in time to see Maeva shaking Ina like a rag doll but he couldn’t help a smile at the sight of Belail’s limp body in the background and he knew Ina must’ve snuck in another way and attacked Belail from behind. He quickly scanned the room for Af and was relieved to see him still alive and even standing. Nodding at his king’s orders he silently moved along the wall till he was behind Af and was instantly ready to jump to his defense, but didn’t want to get too close, knowing one person could sneak better than two.
Ina saw Af creeping towards the basin and, despite the pain she was in she knew it would help them all if he succeeded, so when Maeva started to turn at Af’s voice, she laughed weakly and said in a hoarse voice thanks to her crushed throat, “That was much too easy Your Ladyship,” the title used with pure sarcasm, “thought no one could burst your little evil bubble?” Maeva snarled and sunk her teeth into Ina’s thigh and slung her about, eliciting another scream from her, but at least she knew she’d kept Maeva’s attention on her.
But that attention was only kept for a moment as Af knocked over the bowl full of blood and the clatter seemed to echo through the entire room. Maeva spun around, automatically aiming a massive claw directly where she knew it would hit. She almost clawed Af’s throat out but she hadn’t seen Caden who jumped forward as soon as Af hit the bowl and he was there first, sword in hand, and he used Maeva’s own strength to slice her foreleg off. Maeva roared more in anger than pain, the pain felt good, but it was who and why that made her angry. But she knew she couldn’t waste her time on them, she had to get the blood before it was wasted, she couldn’t let this chance go. Opening her mouth wide as if to roar, she inhaled instead of exhaled. The spilt blood on the floor started to swirl upwards, as if going up a drain instead of down.
Caden knew this was their best chance of getting out so he didn’t hesitate to grab Af’s upper arm and haul him to his feet, then he dashed across the room to grab Af’s sword, and started back to the door he came through to make sure it had no chance of closing. He stopped however when he heard a weak, “This way,” and turned to see Ina painfully limping towards the door she’d come through, “shorter. Wasting time.” Caden didn’t bother arguing, he might not still fully trust the girl, but she’d just saved Af from Belail, surely she wanted out of the fortress still. Handing Af his sword he followed his king out in case he needed help to move. Ina opened the door with yet another sacrifice of blood and went through, holding it open for the two of them. She could see Maeva watching them, but until the blood had all been drank she wouldn’t move from that spot.

Candle let Niveus carry her without a word but she carefully watched the others over the older spirit’s shoulder to make sure they didn’t get lost, she didn’t bother paying attention to where Niveus moved ‘cause she didn’t plan on being here long enough for that knowledge to matter and she was more concerned about her friends.
She didn’t need to worry though because, although they had to use their feet unlike Niveus, they could still take a shorter path, not having to dodge any traps, just debris from the ruined village, some of which they could just jump over if that was easier than going around, so they didn’t get left too far behind. Hearing the door rattle behind him Brogan yelled at them to go faster and scooped up a child who was lagging behind.
Candle looked around the building after Niveus released her, she didn’t recognize anything, but it somehow felt a little familiar. “He would betray you in an instant if it would help him in any way.” She turned and looked up at the other Avira as Niveus looked at her and she shrugged, “How could I remember any of this if I barely even remember her? All I remember is her smile, and how she died.” She shrugged and started to look around again. “Going to the temple doesn’t seem to have kept you alive either, maybe I wouldn’t’ve been able to live at all, even like this, if she’d stayed.” She turned as the rest of the thieves came barreling into the ruined building, in a rush to escape Belail’s gaze. She looked them over to make sure they’d all made it in and breathed a sigh of relief when she was satisfied they were.

“How could he get angry when we’re celebrating the rise of our new queen?” Kenaz laughed. Almost all of his tribe had chosen to go into a sort of “soul sleep” to escape any attempts of the Ventus to wipe them out, as had happened to the Avira, and with hopes that Belail would restore them when he arose once more. Kenaz himself had remained awake, their souls within his control and in his protection, and over the long years, he had not lost a single one, so he was excited at Belail’s return, for it meant the return of his people. “Especially for you,” he said with a grin, knowing how long Jaeger’s people had waited for the arrival of the Lady of the Abyss to come. “Besides, we have to wait a while for the kiddies to attempt to achieve their mission before we go in and show them how it’s done.” He chuckled evilly, pulling the cloth that was over his mouth off his face now that they were away from the dust of the road. He kicked a skull through the trees, watching the white bone vanish into the night. He heard the commotion only a few moments after Jaeger did and he smirked and nodded. Laughing at his friend’s comment about the thieves and nodded, “Yea, that would’ve been an amusing way to get rid of them though.” He stopped walking when Lyall showed up and he rolled his eyes, annoyed at being stalled at her. “Of course we’re okay, we haven’t survived for centuries for no reason, now what do you want?” All the laughter left his face as she stuttered out her words and he growled and took a step forward, “What did you do?”

Amaya rolled her eyes at Vole’s attempt to stop them and she opened her mouth to speak when Moloch practically stole the words right out of her mouth. She smirked and looked at the Sanguis, “Moloch, good, now I don’t have to look for you.”
“May-may!” Moon cried out as soon as she caught sight of Amaya. She hadn’t struggled against Moloch at all at her older brother’s careful instruction but now that she saw Amaya again she needed something familiar. As soon as Moloch set her on her feet she took off towards the thief.
Amaya smiled softly and bent down to scoop up the little girl, “Hey Moon, you’re okay.” Night followed his sister over and, holding Moon with one arm, Amaya picked him up as well and set him on her lower back, but kept Moon in her arms, knowing she’d feel safer there. Moon wrapped her arms around Amaya’s neck while Night did the same around her waist and she started forward, totally ignoring Vole as if he weren’t even there. “So what plans are there now?” she asked as she caught up to him.
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[Chickenhorrormovie]

Winlic cursed under her breath at Du'an's sarcastic remark and she swore she wasn't going to let him get away with it that easily, "Ooo for some one with little knowledge of magic he sure has a big mouth. By the end of the night I'll have him altered into a little puppet then will see who has a stick up their ass!" For the moment she needed to focus on getting control of the wagon.The fear of the panicked Svine veering off the road and crashing the caravan was a great possibility. She stood on the back of her svine looking to where she had been sitting watching the Morti's head struggle within the coach it's claws still dug into the roof's brim. Not wanting to get near the vile creature she reluctantly leaped back towards the coach box and almost missing it entirely she was lucky enough to grab hold of the seat's edge. She struggled to pull herself up and just as she got her elbows over the wagon it started rocking at the weight of the morti's body thrashing. The flailing of the carriage caused Winlic to lose her grip and she was once again hanging off for her dear life. The beast flared his head about when Uriel latched his arms over the morti's muzzle and its jaws snapped as it tried to pry them open. The Morti's claws dug deeper into the wooden frame during the struggle of being wrenched away but not without taking a good portion of the brougham. The creature no longer interested in Navi but in getting away suddenly felt his neck being snapped and letting out one last shriek the morti went limp. The wagon never ceasing it passed Uriel with the svines running wildly all over the road they weaved in and out in a panic. Lilura along with the motionless bodies bounced about inside the cabin from not having a driver controlling it and she cried out, "Some one stop this crazy contraption...I think I am going to be sick! Winlic what in Uriel's name are you doing up there I thought you knew how to drive this moving death trap!" Winlic who was still trying to pull herself up was in no mood to be yelled at and she swiftly lost her temper with the elderly woman, "Shut up Elda just shut the Alloces up! I can't very much drive while I am barely hanging on let alone you shouting at me!" Lilura was about to scold Winlic for her attitude until she was suddenly thrust forward inside the cabin at the sudden halt of the hitched svines. Knowing it was Du'an's magic that calmed them to an abrupt stop she would have been pleased if it wasn't for the fact that she was now laying on the floor inside the caravan. Unaware of what was going on outside or to the fact there was another Morti holding possible victims Lilura began screaming, "Help me! Does anyone hear me I have landed on the floor I need assistance getting back up!" Relieved that the hitched svines were stopped Winlic let go off the seat of the wagon letting her feet hit the ground between the carriage and the svines as she listened to Lilura's demanding distress call. "Hold your svines we're coming just give us a second!" Winlic said while she looked up at Uriel who was moving towards the second morti and after Du'an cast his spell she directed her attention to not only him but Nirvana, "If none of you are busy could one of you aid me in getting your grandmother off the wagon floor? She isn't technically light you know especially in such a tight spot."
The morti that was carrying both Dara and Kyra suddenly stared down at the bright light and let out a cry when it seen a Deity coming directly for it. Its grand eye sight not only seen Uriel but the second morti laying motionless on the ground and the wise beast knew it would soon be next. In desperation it locked minds with the thieves and in astonishment it conversed with Dara and Kyra , "The end of my existence is not worth the completion of this task and this is were we depart." Before the dank creation severed its connection it gave out a twisted laugh then releasing its grasp from both Dara and Kyra's shoulders they began the descent to their fate. The Morti knew that the Deity would be to busy chasing after the two free falling thieves and that this would give it plenty of time to escape. The creature then flapped its wings harder leaving Dara and Kyra to panic while they grew closer to the surface of Alloces.

Af's eyes widen at the sight of Maeva's claws swinging towards him and he swiftly reacted to her jagged nails swiping for his neck. His body arched like a readied bow at the feel of her claws searing the air in the attempts to escape the enviable. Caught off guard by her intuition of where his next move might be his footing was unstable and he found himself tripping over his own feet as he tried to balance himself out. Af realized how rusty he had gotten at being an assassin after his body had collided with the glossy floor but he much rather be bruised by the ground then bleeding from the neck. Once again he scooted himself away from Maeva and could only watch as Caden stepped into protect him from harm. Everything seemed to be happening so fast and yet it felt like an eternity. The room seemed to play in slow motion even while he witnessed his guard searing through the demon's forearm he felt a change brewing within him. With blurred vision a feral instinct took over and in it left him almost in a state of panic. His thoughts began to run wildly over the event. What is happening to me? Why do I suddenly feel an uncontrollable desire to guard that wretched demoness maybe it's nothing but my aching heart yearning to not believe what she is? But then her touch why did I enjoy her almost tormenting me? Af then tightly squeezed his eyes as if to be fighting off something that had been dormant for so long and was now ready to reveal itself. I am so confused...this doesn't feel right! I-.... Torn from his trance Af looked up at Caden with searing red eyes as the soldier yanked him to his feet. However he was still in a stupor like he was being called to fulfill a sense of duty. His eyes locked on the the crimson moon while Caden momentarily left him to retrieve Af's sword. The Aterlupe's mind told him to stay but his heart urged him to move forward and he nearly had to force himself to leave. Af started to run pass Maeva but before leaving entirely he paused and his gaze met hers as he watched her drink his blood his head then nodded a bit as if to bow to the lady. His actions involuntary he felt obligated to give her his loyality and Belail's words to Maeva about her being his queen would then make sense. Af then yanked himself once more from his stupor and he ran past Belail and his throne. He was surprised that he suddenly had all the energy in the world even being drained of so much blood didn't seem to faze him. Af took his sword from Caden's grasp then exited through the secret passage way and as Caden stepped into the hall Af looked at his weapon with ugly intentions. They frightened the loving and caring ventus inside of him but something with Maeva changed all that when she indulged in the right of drinking his blood. It also didn't help that he had lost all his faith in Lucis for what good does a dead divine do? He shook his head as if to wipe the filthy intentions clean from his thoughts and with the blade facing the floor Af extended his arm out that groped the hilt. Offering it back to his guard as he spoke, "You take this from me and don't give it back! I don't feel right and I fear that Maeva has done something to me so I don't want to harm you or Ina! If I try to hurt either of you while we are trying to make our escape I want you to leave me here do you understand?" His eyes brightly glared red inside the dark corridors like the harvest moon outside the fortress walls revealing the severity of Af's condition.
Gaap paused and held perfectly still when he seen Ina and the other two appear only a few feet away from him. The feeling of dread washed over him and couldn't believe that his luck was this bad and that some how he was being punished for it. So far they hadn't even noticed him and he hoped that the dark hall way would camouflage him so that they never would. He then slowly started to back away and head towards the direction he had come from so that he would be out of their sights but his heart paused a beat when Af's peircing glared gazed at him. Gaap then immediately noticed there was something off about the Aterlupe king and he realized that Af had unknowingly been the dormant guardian to the Lady of the Abyss. The Ventus King's light color fur had already started to darken as if a black shadow was cast over him and his eyes appeared soulless. His senses heightened from Maeva awakening the dormant demon inside his soul but still his righteous self fought to maintain control. He wanted to know what was happening to him but Gaap had postponed his question to Ina when he gazed at the Tempus. Letting out a snarl he charged towards Gaap then leaping at the now running Sanguis Af's weight bared down on him forcing Gaap's body to the surface. After trouncing him Af dragged his body back towards Ina and Caden like a feral beast before snapping orders at the Tempus. Gaap laughed as the Aterlupe snarled at him, "I wouldn't be laughing if I were you cause I am in no mood for your jester mentality! I don't know what you find so amusing but your going to aid us or I'm going to slowly end your life." Gaap's laughter ceased but not from fear and he continued to grin while retorting back, "Oh sure I have no problem aiding the Ipsia out of these walls but you really don't need my help at all. You see Ina seems to already know her way around here and well you," He paused shortly before finishing his sentence, "since your the the guardian to our lady Abyss or the Ipsia as your title is best known in Aterlupe history you don't need me to open any guardian portals. You have been able to do that the entire time." Af's eyes widen at the strange response the Tempus had given him. He was confused by why Gaap called him the Ipsia and still grasping his victim by the shoulder he looked at Ina for answers, "What is happening to me? Why does this fool keep calling me an Ipsia? What on Alloces is that supposed to mean?" Af then looked down at his hand and noticed his fur had altered and his claws had elongated to a sharp fine point only making his concern grow he looked at Ina with worry.



Niveus lowered her head at Candle as she let her know how she disliked Belail but she didn't get upset like she had earlier with the young spirit, "I don't think that is likely...Belail created me and your mother to help him maintan balance. What would he gain from betraying me...It wasn't he who betrayed us it was his people who now call themselves Ventus. The demon you see now is enraged and spiteful. He may be heartless to those who don't see his ways but this is his realm and wants to protect it. How come none of you can see that?" Her voice gental as she spoke the worry in her eyes only showed more as she listened to her niece's faint memories of her mother, "I'm sorry Candle I didn't know...and what are you talking about I am standing before you aren't I and I have never changed? This is who I am and if your Mother Keres were here you wouldn't be living with those theives." She suddenly grew silent and turned swiftly when the theives came rushing in before slamming the door behind them. Niveus threw her arms up into the air and let out a huff as she watched her niece inspect her friends but she kept her comments to herself.
Despite the dark lord falling from his knife wound the Temple continued to light up and the doors never stopped rattling and when the theives barely made it inside the broken down building they shot open. His body may have been laying at the end of his throne but his soul was very much alive and the sight of the ruined town was displeasing. His work destroyed by free minded Ventus irrated him so and the lack of Avira was troubling. He wasn't even sure if the sister guardians were alive and if that were true this part of the order was destroyed. Niveus could see the soft pale light seep through the cracks of the broken foundation of her sister's home that envelope the entire Avira city and she also could feel his presence. Belail's voice then rang out through out the village, "Niveus....Keres...if you hear my voice then make your presence known!" Niveus felt her fear fester and she looked at the band of Ventus that surrounded her for if he knew what she was doing then he would deem her a traitor. Niveus then muttered at the theives as her hands gestered for them to move away from the door, "Get back..get away from the entrance I don't want him to know I am helping you." Her head then looked down at Candle and asked as she offered her hand, "Come with me Candle...please...He won't harm you he has no reason to. If you come then maybe you could ask about your mother...you would like your mother back wouldn't you?"

Belail's lifeless body started to animate itself as the muscles in his back twitched and his wings lifted off the ground. A deafing sound rattled the fortress with a roar as a breath of air escaped his lungs and the blue light that was once in the palace began to filter through the walls once more like an empty cup being filled to the brim. The puncture in his thumping organ sealed shut as the torn ligaments and tendons snapped back together like the strings on a lute. The darkness that consumed his sight no longer obstructed his vision and the life in his dead eyes glistened as they came upon Maeva's nude form. After the fog of being forced into a slumber of death lifted from him and his blurred vision cleared Belail got to his feet knowing all to well of what occurred while he had laid limp. Not seeing Ina nor the others laying anywhere dismembered he knew she had failed but Belail didn't loose his temper not even for a second. He only viewed his lust as she went through the phases of her mutation and his voice rattled out an echo, "I guess one Aterlupe, a Ventus and a traitorous Sanguis is too much for the Lady but how can I get angry at you because I see this as being my fault. I should have not left Ina to you I should have held her throat tighter until the very end. You are going through your transformation so it was too much for me to ask you to terminate that back stabbing wench Ina! I suppose I need not worry for that Aterlupe who's blood you are drinking now should return and when he does he will do as he is told now that you are awake. His blood is tied to you and for any other Aterlupe it would have been an honor. Let the fool leave my fortress he will only back at your heels waiting for his next command." Belail then climbed back into his throne and continued to scan his realm for imperfections not bother to chase the fools whose scent still lengered just behind his throne. The gears in his vile mind turned as he had plans to use Af and instead of inhibating them from leaving the dark lord lit the way for their escape. Every door unlatched and the carvings along certain walls grew brighter that lead the path towards the room of gateways as he hoped to coax their curosity into moving forward.

Moloch continued to walk towards the center of their new village and didn't bother to ask who Ariel was as he responded to Amaya, "Well I was going to have you follow me to the fortress to see if I could get an audience with the Dark lord but when the moon turned I knew that it would be highly unlikely that was going to happen. I am sure the master is more interested in the Lady then he would be of us. We didn't plan on having any celebration but to ignore the coming of the Lady would be wrong although before we begin you might want to claim a piece of land. You know for where you want to build your home cause if you don't claim a bit of territory then you might be forced to choose a place that isn't ideal for you. Supplies are being brought into rebuild our ancient city and there are plenty of hid beds and tents to shelter us for the night so that is also another thing we should go fetch incase we do run out of them. I will help you set up camp on your claimed land and after that we will begin the festivitaties for the Lady of the Abyss then tomorrow after a good nights rest we will go visit our master." Moloch then smiled at Amaya as he paused in speech for a moment, "I hope you got all that...I don't know if you noticed but the night has grown longer as normally day would have already shown itself. This is how nights and days are supposed to be but when Belail was put into a slumber Alloces was placed off balance thus making time go faster. This made death come swifter as the shorten hours of the day brought us closer to our demise...All the Ventus think is that our master does us harm just because of his wicked heart but if we follow his order then there is no reason for him to lash out against us. With him around we live longer and under his watchful eye we remain safer and when we do die he gives us new life. All we have to do in return is offer up a sacrifice of one of our tribe members to assure he is appeased and us Cur usually choose the weak or the lazy to be the chosen victim. We don't really kill the chosen instead we drain his or her blood into a small vessel once every month for an entire year and if they survive then they might want to change their ways because if they don't then they will be selected again for next years sacrifice. Now if we don't choose are own sacrifice then the higher races will and they kill the chosen so we loose our kind faster that way and another thing if you ever come across them you just do as your told no questions asked!"

"Well because he expects us to already been done with our job so he can share his feast with his new lust, I am sure that is one reason why he would get angry. If he views us through his shrine in the unholy temple of our village then he may lose his temper." Jaeger glanced over his shoulder at his friend as he talked about the Lady and an appeased expression washed over his face just at the sound of Kenaz mentioning her, "Yes we have long awaited her and I hope I am able to lay eyes on our matriarch...not to mention if we get our job finished I will be able to." Jeager snickered as Kenaz disrespected the unearthed bones and walked closer to the she wolf as she called out to them. He didn't try to figure out her concern for them although he figured it was more about what she had did that made her ask. Jeager bared his teeth as Lyall stood there studdering and this annoyed him as he didn't want to stand there all night waiting for her to spit it out, "Say it already I want to get back home before another century passes!" Jaeger then lifted his snout into the air as he caught whiff of Kenaz's Carvoit and already he knew before she said anymore. Lyall refused to make eye contact with either of them and then she finally forced the words out, "I...I um Look I tried to ride your Carvoit and he got tempermental and broke the rope that tied him down....and well after he bucked me off it went towards the road out of the forest...kinda where you guys just came from." She then cowered after blurting it all out but Jaeger had already started to track the beast before she finished speaking and was now a few feet away as he snarled, "This way Kenaz....and Lyall go back to the village I will deal with you later!" Lyall's eyes widen and she knew she was in trouble and without saying a word she did what she was told. Jaeger cursed as he wasn't to pleased they had to make the journey back from where they had been and especially since it meant going back towards the Aduros' wagon with a powerful Deity going along for the ride.

Kabol sauntered along a dirt path on his hind legs with his back hunched over in disappointment and he thought long and hard about what had made Maeva abbandon him. She was the only one who he had ever considered as a friend and he would have done anything for her and he had but Belail had changed everything. The excitement he once shared with her of raising the Dark Lord was no longer there and being a Cur he knew that Maeva had no further use for him. A rage burned inside him but his sorrow seemed to wash it over with tears and he found himself brushing his arm over his damp cheeks. He had always been considered weak and useless but when she came along and saved him from his dreadful fate he thought he would always have a purpose. No one had ever made him cry before but she had broke him like a wild svine and he found himself wondering what he was meant to do now. He kicked a small pebble with his foot and mutter, "Stupid she devil....I found the books...I did the hard work...all you did is read. If it weren't for me slinking through the palace walls you wouldn't have any of those forbidden spell books. Sure I may have mouthed off but I was angry....You lied....you told me that we would both get credit for awakening Belail but when you laid eyes on our master you threw me to the side like a broken staff." Kabol who hadn't been paying a bit of attention to where he was traveling was far off from the fortress and had wondered into the depths of the forbidden forest. To busy staring at his toes he hadn't even noticed the red moon searing the night sky nor the fact that he was only a few feet from where Jaeger and Kenaz were. Kabol finally came to a stop and he plopped on his rear and began wailing out like a unhappy child. His fussiness had grabbed Jaeger's perked ears and it wasn't long before he was hovered over the whiny Cur. Jaeger hadn't even gotten a few feet into locating Kenaz's Carvoit and couldn't believe he had found an idiot instead. The Aterlupe then turned to his friend Kenaz as Kabol continued to cry without even noticing them and he whispered in the Telumus's ear, "Would you like to jack slap him or should I? Dam fool could give our location away!"

 

[Tala Lakota]

Uriel didn’t seem to care that the wagon flew past him; he knew he could catch up to it with ease. With powerful strokes of his large wings he quickly neared the mortis, blinking to clear the light from Nirvana’s missed attack from his eyes. He gritted his teeth when the mortis released the thieves and veered away and he wished Ariel was here so one of them could catch the mortals and the other could go after the beast, but as it was he would have to let it go.
Dara gave a startled cry as the creature carrying them suddenly started to speak in his head and Kyra made a very uncomfortable sounding moan at the feeling. “Coward!” he shouted back into its thoughts just before it pulled out of his head. Both of them let out a cry of fright as gravity took hold of them and they started to plummet towards the hard ground below.
Uriel had to alter his direction slightly as the two thieves started to fall, but he easily caught them only moments after they were released. He folded his wings and spun to get under them to get a better grip and to get out of Nirvana’s way. With them above him he released the collars of their shirts that he had grabbed to slow their descent and then wrapped his arms around both of their waists to get a good grip before spinning back around and spreading his wings to catch the air again.
“Kind of busy!” Nirvana replied to Winlic, she was still throwing beams of light at the retreating Mortis, still attempting to kill it and trying to not hit Uriel in the process, so she was glad when he dropped down out of her way and she didn’t have to worry about it.
“Kind of already on the way,” Du’an added, his svine already cantering back towards the wagon and he glared at her, angered by her brashness towards the Elder, he might be disrespectful at times, but he was never outright rude, “since you seem to be incapable.” He didn’t even need his reigns to stop his svine alongside the wagon and climbed straight from her back to inside the wagon. He went to Lilura first, since she was the only conscious one in the wagon and took her arm gently to help her back into her seat then did a quick once over to see if she was injured. As soon as he was satisfied she was okay he went over to Navi and carefully picked her up and returned her to where she’d been laying, making sure her wings didn’t get crushed beneath her. He also checked her as well, but didn’t see any injuries so he moved on to Abdiel, moving him back onto the bench.
Uriel soared back down to the ground and back flapped a few times to soften his landing and gently set all three of them on the ground. Dara let out a nervous laugh and said, “Heh, you just seem to keep saving the day for me.”
Uriel merely grunted and looked back towards the retreating Mortis, he could probably catch him, but he didn’t want to risk leaving the wagon right now. He turned and ran back to the wagon to make sure his daughter had received no injures in the attack. As soon as he stuck his head in the wagon Du’an said calmly, “It’s okay, no harm has befallen her.” The Deity nodded to the Aduros and went to stand over her, checking for himself.
Du’an left the wagon again and he looked around a moment for whoever had been dropped by the Mortis. Seeing the thieves he smiled slightly and waved, “Dara! Kyra! Good to know you’re alive.” In the dim light he didn’t noticed Dara’s slight wince at the comment or Kyra’s grimace.
Nirvana trotted her svine over and smiled as well as she saw Dara and laughed, “Wow, small dimension. Seems we’ve all already met.”
Du’an looked up at her and she gestured at the wagon, “He’s the one that dropped the cougar off on me.” She chuckled.
“Abdiel’s still alive!” Dara said excitedly, it had been something he’d had on his mind ever since they’d parted, but he hadn’t really expected to ever see his friend again, much less so soon.
“Aye,” Nirvana said with a nod and a shrug, “for now anyway, but we need to get going before that changes.” She turned and kicked her svine back towards the front of the wagon and looked at Winlic, “Need any help to get going again?”
Du’an pointed at the wagon door and said, “He’s in there.” Then he turned and led the two of them towards the wagon, he helped Kyra in then followed after and introduced them to Lilura, “Elda, this is Dara, and his wife Kyra, a couple Ventus. This is Lilura head Elder in my village.” With that he turned and left the wagon that was starting to get a little crowded, at least for him anyway.
Both of them looked Abdiel over before taking a seat. Uriel, concentrated on his daughter, didn’t notice the glare Kyra shot Dara when she recognized the girl that Belail had hurt right in front of her. Dara looked away.
Du’an returned to his svine and readied himself to continue the journey.

A smirk curled the corners of Maeva’s gapping maw as Af nodded to her and she knew his ancestry was washing over him. With the speed of a striking snake she shot out a string of thoughts into his mind, letting her words slide through his subconscious with a seductive tone, “Give into it Af, let your true self take over. Regain the power you think you lost today. Let your guilt be replaced with pride. You will be a great and well honored member among your people for what happened here. You will be stronger than you ever have been.” Then in the very back of his mind, so that he wouldn’t be sure if it was her telling him, or a thought of his own, she let her thoughts caress that guilty pleasure just as her hand and caress his genitals earlier and slid an image of Ina into his head, she wore just a simple leather loin cloth and wrap for her breasts to cover herself, but Belail had torn through the wrap and exposed them, they weren’t anything special, but still there they were, “Take her, release your true self and take control like you never have before. Let go your onus, let go your guilt and be who you were meant to be. Take her as your own, own her and feel a power you can’t imagine.” She was able to get all this into his head in the few seconds before he left the throne room and she pulled away as the door shut behind them and concentrated on making sure she got every drop of spilt blood before any of it was wasted.

As soon as Caden was sure Af wasn’t about to collapse he ran over to Ina, who he was worried was about to collapse, and he grabbed her uninjured arm with one hand and her waist with the other to support her. She tensed a moment before realizing he was helping her and she gave him a surprised look before nodding thankfully and letting herself be supported out of the throne room. As soon as they were out and he looked over his shoulder to make sure Af was out as well and that the door was shut he made her sit down saying, “You need to rest a minute.”
She tried to disagree, saying, “No, we need to hurry, there’s no time.”
But she wasn’t strong enough to resist him and he easily pushed her into a sitting position saying, “I need to try and stop that bleeding before you bleed to death.” He removed his cloak but before he could start making bandages out of it Af stuck his sword in his face and he looked at his king with confusion, but didn’t object. He understood Af’s fears so he took the sword but looked into those red eyes and said with a calm, but strong voice, not giving away the fear that he might have truly and completely failed to keep Af safe, “I will never leave you. If I have to knock you out and drag you away from this god-forsaken place I will, but I will not leave you here for them. No matter what those demons have done to you, you are still my king and it is still my job and desire as your guard and friend to keep you alive.”
Sliding Af’s sword into an extra loop in his belt, Caden turned back to Ina and started to cut strips off his already torn cape with a dagger and he started to bandage her thigh first, since he knew it would take less cloth to bandage it. She let out a slight whimper and tensed when he wrapped his hand around the back of her thigh to get a good grip to wrap the wound and he stopped and said gently, “Hey, I’m not going to hurt you.” She looked at him and nodded, but didn’t relax any. He frowned but continued wrapping her leg.
His practiced hands moving quickly he was just finishing when Af suddenly snarled behind him and he jumped to his feet and pulled out his sword, not realizing it was Af since he’d never heard him make that noise before. “Af!” he called as he saw him run off but he didn’t want to leave Ina alone in her condition. He heard a scuffle and started forward anyway but before he got very far Af returned to the dim lighting that his eyes, weaker than the Aterlupe’s, could see and he thrust his sword back into its sheath and smirked as he watched Gaap being drug over. “Well at least we don’t have to go after you now.” He went back over to Ina and started to inspect her shoulder while closely listening to them.
Ina lifted her head a bit and met Af’s eyes, she could see his fear and worry in those red orbs and she was impressed that even that far gone he was still holding on. In her own eyes was plenty of pain, not just pain from her wounds, but she also felt a pain for him, a pain that he had to deal with all that had happened to him today, and she didn’t even know the half of it, she had no clue of his as Maeva’s relationship and no clue of how she’d used him, even without that she knew more had happened to him today than many could handle. She took a deep breath to try and steady her voice and managed, “There are different tribes of Sanguis . . . . Gaap” she gestured to the lion-man in Af’s grasp, “is a Tempus, they control time in this realm. The Aterlupe . . . are a lupine exclusive race. . . . They are the first Sanguis race to carry the blood of a demon.” She gritted her teeth and moaned.
“Sorry,” Caden muttered, but didn’t stop what he was doing as he tried to stop the bleeding in her shoulder.
Ina was quiet a moment as she tried to ignore the pain, then opened her eyes and looked back at Af to continue, “Their responsibility here is nature.” She closed her eyes and leaned her head against the wall to try and concentrate on her memories, maybe it was the pain or the blood loss or the adrenaline fading from her body, but she was feeling a bit fuzzy at the moment. “A long time ago, there was a large . . . . group of them that split off from their tribe and went to . . . . to Ac'quida to join the Ventus.” She opened her eyes and gave him a small smile, “I’m surprised one of their descendants became the king.”
“So are you saying Af has a demon in him?” Caden asked quietly.
Ina shrugged her uninjured shoulder, her eyes darting to look at him, “Kind of, I think, I’m not . . . totally sure, something demon- . . . . like anyway.” Her eyes locked with Af’s once more as she said, “That is what Maeva and Belail have . . . awakened in you today. You need to calm down, let go of your anger . . . and hate, even that that you’ve aimed at yourself, and push it back. You are very strong . . . . . to not have let it consume you so far, but you need . . . to be stronger still to drive it off.” Despite the unsteadiness in her voice or body, she gave him a look of confidence for she believed if there was anyone that could do it, it was him. She hadn’t known him long, but what she did know of them she knew he was a very strong man, with a strong will, she just hoped Maeva hadn’t broken that will.
Both Ina and Caden's heads snapped up at the sound of a massive roar and the blue lighting returned to the walls and Ina groaned, "I thought it would take longer than that. We need to get moving."
"What?" Caden asked suspiciously, stopping what he was doing. "Take longer for what?"
She shook her head and sighed, "For Belail to resurrect. I hoped we'd have more time."
"What?! But you killed him, I saw his body, he's dead."
Ina gave him a look as if this was the stupidest comment she'd ever heard, "You think it's that easy? No, if it were it wouldn't've taken the life of a deity to defeat him, and he would've been killed, not sealed away so that he could return."
Caden muttered something under his breath and hit the wall with the side of his fist, feeling stupid and frustrated.

Maeva drained every last drop of Af’s blood from the floor and then growled a bit as a vicious pain spread throughout her body, but it wasn’t an angry or upset growl, it was a growl of excitement. Her bones started to break and melt and reshape themselves of their own accord and she crumpled to the floor, unable to support herself on an unsolid skeleton. The limb that Caden had sliced off when she had slashed at Af dissolved to grey ash and a new bone grew out to replace, and was soon covered with muscles and tendons then flesh, it was the first fully formed thing of her transformation. She grinned at the pale-blue skinned, clawed hand and laughed a bit at the feeling of new power coursing through her veins. She turned her head and grinned as Belail started to return to life and let out another laugh, almost mad sounding, at his words and replied through clinched teeth, “The traitor will die a slow painful death from the venom that now courses in her veins, the harder her body fights against it the more pain it will cause her.” She groaned a bit as a set of horns started to pierce her scalp and sprout from her skull and the groan just turned into another laugh. “And for one such as Af his fate will be one worse than death for the weakling that he is now will be consumed, but will always be there, trapped beneath the monster he will become, weeping for what he once was and hating what he will be. Forever wishing he had been killed today instead of allowed to change. And he will probably kill Caden soon,” another chuckle, “and good riddance.” She felt the transformation coming to an end and she pushed herself to her feet and inspected her new form. The blue of her skin matched that of Belail’s eyes, and her own eyes were nearly solid white, where her pupils and irises should be just slightly bluish in comparison, she didn’t appear to have any pupils at all, but she could still see, if anything she was sure she could see better, if that was even possible. A pair of golden horns curved out just over her brow and in front of long white hair that flowed down over her bare shoulders. Her new strength and power flowed from this new body. She laughed again as she flexed her hand, perfect.

“I don’t know,” Candle said with a shrug, “but if he did have something to gain I find it hard to believe he’d pass up that gain. And maybe he protects his realm, but he doesn’t protect his people, even those that are loyal, if he did there wouldn’t’ve been an uprising in the first place. Why can’t you see that?” she retorted, however her voice wasn’t harsh, or even argumentative, it was more so pleading as she wanted Niveus to understand why she couldn’t ever bow to Belail. Looking around again she answered, “You’re more so drifting in front of me, you might not be totally dead, but it seems to me you aren’t really alive either. And she isn’t here, because one of your own people killed her,” she finished speaking just as her friends came in and she moved closer to them, that was one of the earliest memories she’d had, she’d been there to witness her mother’s death, and she remembered her mother calling him a Sanguis, and her being confused that a Sanguis should attack her, Candle’d never understood till now why her mother’d been so confused about that.
Niveus didn’t have to tell the thieves to move when Belail’s voice resonated over the ruined village, they did it automatically, instinctively moving deeper into the building to hide from the demon. Candle shot a glare at Niveus’s hand and then turned the glare up to her face; she started to berate Niveus for even asking to start with but when her aunt mentioned her mother she hesitated for a moment. She did dearly miss her mother, and would love to have her back even if she did worship Belail, but no, she shook her head, she knew she’d have to give herself to Belail to ask such a thing from him and she looked away from Niveus, “No, I will not ask anything of that monster. I will not be his puppet.” She moved deeper into the house with the others saying, “You better go to him, before he gets impatient with you.”

Amaya listened quietly to Moloch as she walked alongside him, looking around and trying to take in the sites so she could start to find her way around, all along also stroking the back of Moon’s head to comfort her. The thought of claiming land was strange to her, she’d never owned land before, the only things she had ever owned were stolen and the only places she’d ever lived were abandoned buildings that no one wanted but weren’t in bad enough repair to be torn down, a place that all of them could live in safely, but be able to leave at a moment’s notice. She looked back at Moloch when his words stopped for a moment and was slightly taken aback by the smile on his face, but her rather blank expression didn’t change, and she nodded, “I got it.” She looked up at the night sky as he started to talk about it and she shook her head, “No, I didn’t notice, I’ve been too busy to, but I prefer night,” she said, flicking her tail, “it’s easier to blend into, and I can see better.” She looked down at Night on her back who was intently watching the red moon. Looking ahead again as they walked she continued to listen to Moloch as he went on talking about Belail and she nodded a bit, just one more reason to not hate herself for becoming his follower, she still felt a bit guilty knowing the rest of the thieves would more than likely condemn her for it, but she’d had no other choice, and if all that Moloch had told her was true, and she had no reason to believe it wasn’t, then surely it couldn’t truly be that bad. If this was Belail’s realm and they were Belail’s creation, then they should rightfully worship him, for they owed him their lives, and much more. She’d always heard tales that Belail tortured and ate his sacrifices and that the ones that called for Lucius were greatly oppressed, but Moloch’s words painted a very different picture, a picture where Belail was the one wronged, not the one doing the wrong. She was still a bit confused about everything going on, but she knew she’d eventually fall in to the step of things. She frowned a bit at Moloch’s warning of going against the higher races and knew she’d have a hard time of following orders from anyone, she’d always had issues with authority, but she wasn’t about to do anything that would put Moon and Night in any kind of danger so she just shrugged and said, “Fine. Where will I be choosing land?”

“Well, we’d already be done with our job if he hadn’t thrown those Cur thieves in our way,” Kenaz replied with a roll of his eyes, knowing if Belail really did get mad at them for not having the job completed he’d never actually mention that to his face, that would only get them in more trouble, especially with the demon being more quick to anger than ever for having to put his realm back in order. Not that he had any issue with the way Belail ruled, he was a loyal follower and hadn’t even thought twice about where his loyalties were when Mephistopheles tried to convince him to rebel against his king, and not because he was scared of the consequences if they failed, he just wished he hadn’t been saddled with some rookie for such an important mission. He smirked at Jaeger’s expression, the smirk growing a bit as his thoughts turned to Maeva’s mother, one of his own tribe, one of the few that had decided to stay awake throughout the centuries that Belail was gone. Since he was the guardian of his own tribe he was spared the ravages of time, and as his chosen mate she was as well. However he wasn’t Maeva’s father, he had in fact disliked her choice to mate with the demon, but he couldn’t dispute the fact that it would bare a stronger child than any union among any of the Sanguis would. Watching Maeva grow up he knew her power and strength and he wondered if it was indeed her that had ascended to be Belail’s right hand, the Lady of the Abyss, he could think of no other strong enough and ruthless enough to be her. His thoughts were interrupted by Lyall and he might not have been an Aterlupe like her or his friend, but he still let out a resounding growl at her news. “You moron, of course he got temperamental, he’s a Carvoit, not a freaking pheo. If something happened to him I promise you you’ll endure worse, he took too long to subdue for me to take the time training another.” He turned and stalked after Kenaz, just as unhappy about having to go back out towards the road. His less sensitive ears heard Kabol’s sobs a little after Jaeger and he smirked and said, “We could always skin him and use the scent of his blood as bait to draw my Carvoit back.
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[Chickenhorrormovie]

The mortis didn't even flinch at the word coward as it knew better and no amount of taunting was going to convence him otherwise. Judging by the damage Uriel had inflicted on its partner it was wiser then the two theives thought as it was wise not to challenge a deity. It would mean its demise if it had continued to clasp on to its false victims and seeing no other choice it made the decision to release them from the high descent. There was one other option and that was the morti's glare which had deadly consquences if any peered long enough into its gaze but sticking around to use it on a Deity seemed to risky. It weaved in and out of Nirvana's spells of light while making a great distance between his foes before vanishing out of sight.
Winlic understood that Nirvana was busy trying to kill the mortis but her temperment changed and her face scowled when Du'an snapped at her, "Ooo Du'an....I don't need your attitude! I don't do the stupid stunts you do and hanging off a moving wagon tends to stress me out so how about you take your attitude and shove it up your a-.." Winlic was then cut off by Lilura while her grandson helped her back into her seat, "WINLIC hold your tongue! You have already sassed me once today and I am in no mood for corals between our kind..there is enough battles now that Belail is awake!" Winlic stomped her foot and clenched her fists but she did as she was told she then turned to climb back into the driver's seat. Lilura's tone then lowered when she spoke to Du'an, "Thank you child I should be fine now." Lilura's old bones ached from her fall despit what she had said but she didn't want anyone to fret over her so she kept it to herself. She felt the wagon bounce around a little as Du'an lifted the bodies back into the seat and she was sure he was checking on the younge deity. Lilura sat quietly and waited and not long afer she felt Uriel's presence but it was the additional two that got her attention. Lilura then heard her grandson introduce the two thieves but she wasn't liking the feel she was getting from them. Her intuition was telling her something and after Du'an left the wagon she spoke up, "Your friend and this young girl might perish because of Belail's acts...I have felt the dark lord's presence and it was faint but now it seems to be emmiting stronger...strange." She smiled just a bit as if to tell the two new passagers that she was wary of them but she didn't want to atomatically accuse them unless she was wrong.
Winlic looked over at her best friend and grabbed the reins before responding to her, "No I should be fine...thanks though. Just keep your brother away from me before I turn him into edg'va." She wanted to so badly cast a spell over Du'an even though she knew it was forbidden to use her enchanting spells against anyone especially for revenge. She then snapped the reins to get the wagon moving then howlered out to those in the cabin, "I hope you are all seated cause I am eager to get home and past the forbidden forest." Just as she had said that Winlic found herself pulling on the reins to stop the moving svines and her mouth dropped at what was standing on the road, "What the hell is that? Is that a...Carvoit? Hey Nirvana about that help you just offered umm I think I might need it!" Her finger then pointed straight ahead at the once thought extinct beast.

Af flicked his head as his subconscious thoughts surfaced but he was unaware that it was Maeva influencing them. His breath drew out long heavy pants and the smell of Ina's blood made him salivate. His eyes drawn to her bosom his mind raced with filthy thoughts but not for Ina instead the image of Maeva's nude body danced in his mind and the sensation of her rubbing his shaft made Af's dick start to harden. He let out a silent howl at the once guilty memory that now seemed to give him pleasure. Every fiber of his being was now telling him to turn back and indulge in her presence but again Af shoved the thoughts back into the dark crevasses they came from. A look of worry consumed his facial expression at not only the wicked thoughts but of Caden's stubbornness to leave his side if it were necessary. He started to object but his inner demon's rage clouded his better judgment and it was becoming much harder to control his actions. Af's claws embedded themselves in Gaap's thick mane under his chin while he continued to hold the Tempus hostage but the guardian no longer felt threaten by the group. Gaap was less then pleased to be back in the same situation and with his ears folded back and a dull expression on his face he retorted to Caden's response with sarcasm, "Oh good cause I was really looking forward to seeing you again. I mean it isn't like I have better things to then to hang out with a bunch of Cur...but then there is this idiot latched on to me who doesn't even know his own race." Af bared his teeth at Gaap's remark as the worry of not knowing who he was had slowly began to melt away even as Ina had began to explain it to him. Forcing himself to focus on what she was saying the Aterlupe's voice deepened as he questioned her further, "This...doesn't make sense I was told...by my father that we were Ventus...but that would mean he lied and I am just another monster. Why now have I felt these changes when I was around Maeva the entire time...even when I laid with her in my chambers why didn't that happen then? I...I...feel as if I am about to explode with rage...Like I have been missing something now that this side of me is prying itself out of the shadows of my soul. I am trying Ina to control myself but it SEEMS IMPOSIBLE!" Gaap grinned at Af's confusion and figured he could take advantage of this situation seeing as Ina was still hoarse from when Belail grasped her throat and he tapped the Aterlupes hand that was clutching him. He rolled his eyes as Ina tried to tell Af to control his rage that it might subdue his instincts and he intervened, "You're stupid if you believe that is going to help. He doesn't have a demon in him...Af is the demon and there is no controlling the instincts of an Aterlupe well unless you are Lucis. Seeing that I was once transformed into a Ventus I know a thing or two when I say that I remember her clearly as well as your Aterlupe ancestors. She had a hell of a time subduing your ancestors raging demon side but she was persistent...maybe that is why I was convinced into becoming a Ventus but any ways she cast an enchantment of hope. An incantation that put the demon side of his ancestors to sleep as well as their future offspring and as long as they were able to avoid the Lady of the Abyss as well as..." Af had been listening intently to Gaap and was irked when he suddenly stopped but the lit blue corridor and unsettling roar had gotten both their attentions. He couldn't believe that Belail was still alive, "You have got to be kidding me. I thought for sure he was dead too but then again that explains why Maeva wasn't irate about his death. You think you’re a fool Caden; I was the one who mocked her when Belail hit the floor so I feel like the bigger fool. Well enough idling lets move and as for you Tempus you’re going to continue telling me everything you know." Gaap glared at Af who's fur was now starting to darken over his entire body and he had no problem leaking the information since he realized that Belail was leading them out without the others knowledge, "Fine with me but I have one little request and that is you put me down and I will walk with you to the room of gateways but I won't let you leave through my portal. You Aterlupe will have to go through your own and I will be happy to point it out." Af was taken back by Gaap's sudden eagerness to help and he wasn't to sure about trusting him. Normally Af would have denied his request but the change in him made agree to the Tempus's terms and releasing his Grasp he let Gaap go, "Now speak!" Snarled Af and despite Gaap's dislike of how the Aterlupe was demanding him he did as he was asked, "Like I was saying the spell consist of having no contact with the Lady and as long as you and your ancestors held on to the hope in Lucis the spell would remain strong. At the time it was easy for your ancestors because the lady was non existent but you however did a big fat no no! Not only did the slumbering Lady of the Abyss live with you but you also fucked her. Not your fault though since it was prophesized that one of her servants would know her and it was he whose blood she would drink. Now all that was left for her to do was break your hope of Lucis in which she did and now you belong to her. Aterlupes are the Lady of the Abyss's servants and messengers but you in particular are very special because you are directly tied to her...a loyal slave to your undying queen." Af stopped walking and stood in fear at the last words Gaap had said to him and his heartless looking eyes gleamed back at both Caden and Ina, "You have to leave me here...If I go with you I will kill you. Even now I fight my urges to slain you both but I don't think I will last much longer...We must hurry to this room of gateways and when I open the way out I want you to leave mmm..mmee!" Af then growled viciously then ran down the hall a few feet away as he thrashed his claws about in a fit of rage. Trying so hard to control the longing urge to hunt and kill Af felt his more docile side losing the battle. Gaap only found it amusing and snickered at the other two as he taunted them, "Most entertaining that the once thought Ventus king is actually the servant to the Lady or what the Aterlupe know her as The Matron of the Moon, Hahaa he is trying so hard to ignore his instincts to return to her and I will be surprised if he even makes it to the portal without pulling your innards out." The satifaction of watching Af fall apart felt grand to him but it was the knowledge of possibly knowing how to return the Ventus king back to his formerself that made it even more fullfilling since he was sure that neither Caden nor Ina knew. Having been around for decades Gaap was like a vast library of knowledge but his ability to control time also gave him the power to peer into the past to recieve his answers. If only he had escaped Belail's grasp as Chamuel then he would have aided in their quest to help his suffering king but now that was less then likely to happen.

Belail who still remained in his beast form watched intently and though he would deny it, he was still recovering from his wounds. His death of course was well worth his exhaustion as he slowly generated a new found power that festered within his dark soul. His barbed tail hung off the edge of his throne while his haunches touched the back of the seat and his long black nails from his front paws protracted forward. His frustration of Maeva failing him yet again seemed to subside when she explained what she had done through gritted teeth and he retorted to her response, "Though I prefer her corpse at my feet I am still pleased that she will suffer a painful death. I should have not deemed your success to failure so swiftly but I have grown so accustom to negligence from my people that I expect it from any who crosses my path." His anger boiled over though not towards Maeva but for all those who betrayed him and for a moment he lost himself inside his hate. Every muscle in his body tensed and his rage began to feed this new billowing power then with clenched claws that dug deep into his throne his eyes illuminated brightly and the blue engraved walls surged an equal amount of light. It was not just his rage that awakened a stronger essence inside him but Maeva as well as her rapid transformation to becoming the Lady of the Abyss had embellished his power even further. Her prophecy feared by many deities who knew of the Azels for as a pair the two of them would bring dark times and chaos upon not only their kind but the people who worshipped them. The worn feeling was no more in Belail and he laughed maliciously along with his lust as he watched her morph into an Azel unlike any other. Belail had only seen one other female Azel and that was his mother and though she was beautiful Alloces seemed dull in comparison to Maeva's new form. From her gold ram like horns to her pale stale eyes and ornate markings Belail felt himself more drawn to Maeva then had been before. An Azure mist formed in the seat of his throne as he vanished and it trailed across the room towards Maeva as he moved near her out of sight. Zipping across the throne hall the azure mist came to a halt just behind Maeva's back side and wrapping over her breast and waist Belail's arms became noticeable as his second form began to rematerialize. The transition between his beast form to his demon figure was effortless none like it had ever been as his transformation had always taken an endeavor on his part. Belail's cheek pressed against hers and his loins brushed along her bare bottom as his ominous hands explored her body, his power emanated through her very soul as he watched her glare at her hand with mad laughter. A wicked snarl grumbled in the back of his throat while his hand swept past her navel and over her pubic bone before sinking his finger between the lips of her vagina his voice bellowed in her ear, "Hmmmmm...A taste of what is to come for if I lusted you before I do so more now. Indeed that foolish Aterlupe's good nature will cry out with no one to hear his pleas but his dark immoral side while relish in your twisted temptations even I am finding myself unable to resist your wicked charms."

After the stand off with Ac'quida soldiers earlier in the lengthen day Bia had spent her time rounding up as many escaped Ventus as possible and corralling them into the oversized city that dwelled within the walls of Belail's fortress. Her and her Nex troops had only made it in the city court yard late in middle of the long night and while others celebrated the sight of the blood moon Bia was infuriated by it. She thought it would be her that was the dormant Lady of the Abyss and it would her that would reside at Belail's side. Drenched in Blood she wasted no time thrashing her way through the city of old and into the innards of Belail's labyrinth like castle. She mazed her way down every winding corridor and twisted set of stairs and each time she came across the sacrificial pronged locks Bia would violently slammed her palm into it with rage before tearing at the intricate handles. She had to see if it was true, had to lay her eyes on the one who would dare take her title and the demon she lusted the most. Once she finished charging through the confusing fortress Bia had finally reached the doors to Belail's throne hall and although she wanted to barge in with a fit she knew all to well that Belail allowed no one entry to non other then himself unless he stated otherwise. Taking a deep breath Bia tried to slow her breathing to a measured pace so that it might prevent herself from getting caught and when she had it under control her mutilated hands grabbed for the brim of the still cracked door. Her fingers tucked on the other side of the door as he slowly peeked around it to see this so called lady and when her eyes laid upon Maeva she didn't have an inkling of it being her. Maeva's appearance had changed so drastically that it only left Bia wondering who this mystery female was and the sight of Belail coiled around the mysterious Azel only added fuel to her burning rage, "When I find out who this bitch thinks she is then I am going to give her hell to pay. I have done everything for my master and I am the one who deserves that title and to be my master's left hand."

Niveus couldn't believe that her niece still insisted that Belail would destroy this part of the order and again she started to explain as she continued to extend her, "This rebellion against Belail had already started long before Lucis even arrived. Belail our master did take care of of us guardain tribes and the rebellion had started not because his lack of responsibility but because of certain high rank members. Several high archy Sanguis from different Guardian tribes got the notion that they should be the masters over this realm. They sought power and wished to rule over Allocess by wanting to over throw the dark lord from his throne. Mephistopheles one of Belail's closest advisors was the leader of the entire rebellion and because he was so trusted by the dark lord he was able to rob the Calx right from under Belail's nose. Mephistopheles' made several mistake one was trying to convince us Guardian's to betray our own master by giving us each a piece of Calx. He also lured a deity here to Allocess by robbing her new born child from its crib and thus came Lucis for she was the biggest part to the whole plan. Getting Cur involved he and other members of the Dark rebellion convinced them to trick Lucis into thinking they would worship her but they never expected them to become Ventus. She would be the one to destroy Belail and without the Calx the Dark rebel thought the he couldn't subdue her. The Dark rebellion slowly started to fail as two certain events caused it to collapse. First Belail found out about Mephistopheles betrayal and in a rage he not only cursed Mephistopheles but the entire Aduros tribe. The Telmus were sent to destroy the rest of the dark rebel but because of the second reason they never truely got to finish their job. He then made sure that never again could his people ever leave the realm of Allocess for if they did their essence would be destroyed the second they stepped foot in another deminsion. The other reason was non other then the Ventus cause now they couldn't leave Allocess and even though they were tainted with light they still belonged to Belail. Instead of the rebellion ending with the Dark rebel it continued with the Ventus and they pleaded with Lucis to murder Belail and if she did she would be able to save her child. The rest of the story is known to all Ventus so I don't need to tell that part. The Dark rebel was lost in history with the mass distruction the Ventus left behind and why you wonder are all the Guardian who still follow Belail are pleased of his return. That was just the short version of what happened but if you look outside these walls Candle that explains what the Ventus did to our people." She had remained calm durning her entire lecture to her niece but now she had to explain why she glided across the floor like the clouds would in the sky. She then took on a more solid form and her feet hit the floor with a silent thud as she also explained, "Though us Avira start out with bodies over time we really no longer have use from them. In our spirit form we are stronger and we move swifter and eventually as you get older your solid form just becomes another ability. You won't have to leave your body behind like you have Candle. As for your mother being killed by another Sanguis well she was met by a still exsisting member of the Dark Rebel and she may have taken him as an ally and not a foe which got her killed." She remained standing inside her sister's home even as she watched her niece back away from her extended hand while she continued to try and coax her to follow, "Oh come now Candle he will not turn you into a puppet for you are a high archy Sanguis that is part of an important order. Even if you don't ask for your mother he will still return her so you don't lose anything...please come with me I really don't wish to leave without you." Niveus refused to leave without Candle at her side even though she knew that Belail might come searching for her and her dead sister Keres. She also knew that the thieves couldn't leave without being seen by Belail and in a sense she was silently giving Candle no choice.

When no response came to his phantom being Belail knew that he needed to investigate the Avira village further in case the guardians lay dormant or dead amongst the rubble. He would have to pry himself from Maeva's enthralling body and explore the village in person so he could get a better feel of the territory but for a few minutes longer he clung to her backside. His cheek no longer pressed against hers, Belail's hot breath hit the side of her neck as his teeth grazed along her jugular and his hands fondled her roughly. He toyed with Meave and teased her genitals knowing very well that he would leave her aching for him then lifting his hand out between her thighs his voice rumbled next to Maeva's ear, "I must leave you wanting for I will have to ravage your body later on be it tonight or in the morning. Let us see how long you can endure the torture but for now I must visit the village of the Avira. You may choose to follow or stay." A rift then formed behind them both as Belail had no need to travel to the room of gateways to get to a particular part of his realm. Lowering his arms he no longer embraced Maeva's nude form and stepping away from her backside he vanished like an ominous shadow leaving only the warmth of his presence over Maeva's flesh that now slowly seeped away. Treading through the portal he created Belail entered the inside of the decrepit temple, leaving it open for Maeva to pass through in case she chose to follow. Again he morphed but into his beast form once more and as his spine slinked he saunter out of from his shrine and into the open air. He now had a much better view of the damage the Avira village had taken as well as being able to scan the ruins for any living souls. Sensing the essence of two living Avira, Belail was pleased to know that they hadn't been extinct from all the trials they had faced but was it the sister guardians that he so wanted it to be. There being so much rubble and the sight of many soul snaring traps the dark lord was sure they hadn't approached him for the outside had become too dangerous. Belail then only muttered one word, "Mundus", and with that the debris that littered the town hovered off the soil. The first things to go were the soul traps and after disenchanting them they were destroyed into nothingness. The wreckage however would be recycled and with no worries of harming the Avira for they were just spirits he thrashed the bits of material about as he repaired the city back to its pristine image. It was like watching time drift backwards as wooden beams and other objects shifted back into place. Even inside the home of Keres things began transferring about passing through both Candle and Niveus as she warned the thieves to duck and cover. The minor chaos only lasted for few minutes longer and after a several more adjustments the town appeared untouched as if none had ever reeked havoc upon it. It didn’t surprise Niveus that several of the thieves took a bit of damage amongst the commotion as shifting furniture and debris knocked several of them to the floor. Of course it was unintentional, for Belail hadn’t been looking for anyone else except the Avira but even if he did know of their presence the results would have probably remained the same. The sight of her restored village brought a new profound hope to Niveus and the dreary expression across face evaporated but she had to contain her joy as she tried to coax Candle to follow. Belail’s temperament had changed greatly as his skills of deception were put to good use. With the alteration in his demeanor he appeared to have more patience and to be even kinder then he normally was, no wonder Niveus’s view of him was much different then all the rest. Once all this was done Belail’s voice then resonated out to the Avira yet again as he gave them a chance to emerge, “I come forth in full form and have assured your safety be it the sister guardians or not I sense both your Avira souls and request you do the same. Do not make me search for you but if I must I will. I will wait for you to reveal yourself but not for long. I shall be at the front of my shrine near the edge of its steps so you know where to find me.” Belail stood in the place he had just mentioned and stretching his spine forward he lowered his front half to the ground before laying the rest of his body down. His tail curled around his right haunch while he crossed his forearm over another he surprisingly waited for their appearance. Belail’s eyes lifted up toward the blood moon and he was reminded of his lust which made him glance over his shoulder to see if Maeva had came through the rift. Niveus looked at all the thieves and asked, “Are all of you alright?” But she didn’t actually wait for a response as she knew that it wouldn’t be long before Belail would search for both her and Candle, “Now he is actually here and he knows of your presence Candle. He will not just settle seeing me for he will also ask about the second Avira. If you don’t follow me he will come looking for you and that would mean he will also find your friends. You have to come and face your fears or else you put those you love in peril. You will not have to say anything unless he directs himself to you and if that happens I want you to watch your tongue.” Niveus hoped that her niece would see that she no longer had a say unless Candle wanted to get her friends in harms way. She then offered her hand out again to her niece in hopes that this time she would accept it.

Moloch's explanation of the sacrifice was only partial as he convinced Amaya of following Belail's order for he left out the part that the chosen victim was slowly drained of their essence that most often lead to death. It was a slow and painful process that left them weak and begging for their demise, it was only a slight chance that they would survive their encounter with Belail. He was pleased that she was now seeing it from a Sanguis view and was unfazed when she didn't give him the courtesy of a returning grin. He nodded to her response of understanding while reaching for the supplies left for camping out for the night he continued to speak to her, "I know that listening to a high rank is difficult even I hate the idea but for your survival just do as they ask. High ranks don't often pass through the walls into our territory so you shouldn't have to worry but when they do the best thing is to hid inside. If they don't see you then they most often don't bother you." Still gathering up the things they would need he glanced around the new territory for the ideal spot they could settle on then said, "You'll want a place near water so you won't have to make a long journey every morning just to get some. Another thing to look for is flat fertile land so you are able to harvest food and keep live stock. I seen a good piece of land earlier while I was waiting for you, it is near the creek that runs through here and had a good foundation to build a home. So we shall head back in the direction of that location." Moloch had already sent for his Svine and wagon to carry their supplies back and was now loading it up into the back of the caisson and never asking for any help he continued to direct Amaya, "You can go ahead and load the children in the back while I finish up then we can discuss more on our way." He then noticed that Ariel was no where in sight but though it didn't matter to him he figured it might to Amaya, "It seems that your winged friend is no longer among us hope she isn't any importance to you? If you are wondering about your freedom outside these walls and wish to explore beyond them then I recommend that you become a huntress. If not then you will be confined here but it will not be an easy task for there are many Sanguis who wish to have that honor. I will tell you more if you are interested?" He then finished and then began walking around the front of the wagon then settling in front set of the wagon to steer he waited for Amaya.

Lyall didn't even give Kenaz the dignity to stare him in the eyes as he scolded her for even attempting to saddle his Carvoit or to why she had done it in the first place. She only stood there listening to him give her the third degree and it was more of fear of the Telumus that kept her from moving. She knew that as the guardian law keeper of Alloces, Kenaz could accuse her of some sort of crime for losing his Carvoit and that he was nasty enough to do it. The relief came over her when he began following Jaeger in the search of the Carvoit and at that opportunity she ran out of sight. Even after walking away from Lyall with anger Jaeger continued their little conversation of what Belail might think of them celebrating, "Ha, try telling that to the dark lord then he would only retort that you are making excuses for the lack of your own motivation. That our Skills and experience should prepare us for such a task. Then he would question our ability to preform and well you already know how that would go." He hadn't been aware of where his friends thoughts had been and hadn't even wondered about the whereabouts of Kenaz's mate might be. His focus now glaring down at the rat cur and the amusing words that the Telumus had just sputtered out it almost seemed tempting. He was just about to give Kenaz a response but the distant voices of the Aduros mentioning the Carvoit got his attention, "Dam it Kenaz our pleasure of torturing this cur will have to wait. Your Carvoit is in the view of the Aduros that we just left the two thieves with but I'll snatch the little rat up. We can terrorize this cur then sacrifice him to our master Belail later on and maybe the dark lord will be appeased enough to let us celebrate." Kabol was caught off guard when the over sized Aterlupe snatched him up by the scruff and began treading through the tainted forest and right there he knew he had been stupid for not paying a bit of attention. Jaeger ran in the direction of the voices knowing that Kenaz would not be far off behind him and he only came to a halt when he had reached the edge of the forest with both the Carvoit and the Aduros in sight. He had made it just in time to see Nirvana cast an incantation that started a bolt of lighting towards the Carvoit's head and without hesitation he absorbed the energy of the spell right before it struck the beast.