Facing Fate (the-juggalo-warrior & darkangel76)

[darkangel76]

The bells sounded, echoing throughout the air. The chimes of the bells of the Girion Order rang out signaling to all who lived within the walls of the temple that they needed to pay one last rite of homage to the deity Girio, before retiring for the night. The priestesses living within the sacred walls, lined up and walked their way to where the ceremony would be held, a vast room filled with lit candles and smelling of sweet herbs.

Elana Verin, a priestess-in-training, walked with her sisters to the ceremonial room. She held her head in a bowed position, her nearly black hair shielding her luminescent gray eyes from sight. She watched the ground as she walked almost mechanically to where the ceremony was to be held. Her hands gripping her white robe tightly against her body.

Deep within her belly, Elana was dreading the end of the day. She’d been told earlier, by her mentor, that she needed to leave Girion Temple and make her pilgrimage to the city of Seras, Girio’s most sacred city. More than anything, she did not want to leave the safety and security of the temple. She knew of no other way of life and had heard stories of the outside world that frightened her beyond belief. Her mentor had said that such a pilgrimage was done precisely for this reason. To not only see Girio’s holy city for itself, but to gain a better understanding of the outside world.

Elana’s mentor had seemed so casual, so at ease, when she spoke about it. But Elana felt a coldness inside, fear. She hoped that her feelings of dread would all be for naught, that indeed the world would not be as frightening as she thought. Her sisters had all spoken words of comfort and encouragement to her about the pilgrimage. Letting her know how wonderful an experience it was for them and how it made them stronger in their faith.

Elana wanted to believe that her mentor and sisters were correct. She had to believe it if she were to make it all the way to Seras. She was told that she’d be accompanied by a small entourage, a group of people who would ensure her safety and be able to explain to her about all the new and fascinating things she’d be seeing along the way. This did bring her some comfort and she prayed to Girio that he would look after her as she journeyed.

As she walked up to the statue of Girio located within the ceremonial room, Elana kneeled down, her hands still gripping at her robe. Lowering her hood, she looked up into the face of the statue.

“Please watch over me on this journey, Girio. Let my fate hold for me the beauty of the world, the excitement and joy it can bring to my life. Let me learn to see and appreciate everything that’s in it. To see the good in it all and to gain a better understanding of myself in the process.”

Smiling to herself and feeling much more at ease, Elana stood up and placed her hood back over her head. Slowly, she made her way toward her chambers where she would rest for the night one last time before making the journey to Seras. She would miss the temple, her sisters, her mentor. But she found a renewed sense of strength after her prayer. She was ready to face the outside world and all that it had to offer.

 

[psychobilly-night]

"KAAANKOOOU!!!" His voice roared in the large woods "IKUZEI!"

There he stood, Jake Miyamoto, standing around a group of fallen bandits, gripping his Ambition and Desire... his two famed swords. A swordsman from the country of Yamatao. Though his parents were from Girio. They came to Yamatao in order to escape religious persecution. But upon entering they were attacked by a paranoid warlord named Ujimasa Hojo who mistakened the boat as one of his enemies. An infant Jake was the only one to survive the attack.

He was soon found by a miko (shinto priestess) named Aya Gozen, who was known as 'the mother of light' because of her taking in orphans. Though he was teased by the other children for being a foreigner, Jake found quick friends in Nagamasa and Oichi. It was a happy and peaceful life. And Jake, along with Nagamasa seemed to have a friendly rivalry for Oichi's affection. One of the reasons Jake took up swordsmanship was after watching a mighty ronin ward off enemies from Aya Gozen's temple. It was the world famous warrior Musashi Miyamoto. The only man to master the art of twin swords.

Amazed by the man's style and after alot of convincing. Jake left the orphanage to be trained my Musashi. He promised his childhood friends that he will return much stronger than ever. Through harsh training, Jake became equal, if not superior, to Musashi's skill. After his master succumbed to tuberculosis, Jake took on his name to continue his master's legacy and to become the greatest swordsman in the world, just like his master.

As time passed he found himself reunited with his childhood friends. Nagamasa had been adopted by the Azai and the Asakura clans who were allies to Oichi's adoptive family, the infamous Oda clan. And, much to Jake's chagrin, Nagamasa and Oichi were happily married and were expecting their first child. From then on they have been called 'The tri-stars of justice' for their explots in battle.

However beneath the exterior of their clan, their lord Nobunaga Oda had much more sinister plans. He began harvesting Sakura trees from areas that he had conquered. Of course this wasnt suspicious to his vassals since they knew Nobunaga had a fixation for beauty and art.

It was Nagamasa who attacked first. He rebelled against the Oda. Jake was sent by his lord to capture Nagamasa. And finally in a duel that laster for two days, Nagamasa surrendered. When brought before Nobunaga, Nagamasa quickly drew one of Jake's swords and tried to kill Nobunaga. After failing, Nagamasa quickly commited suicide by cutting his own stomach open tellign Jake to 'protect Oichi'.

Haunted by his death, Jake kept his promise to protect Oichi and her unborn child. He failed. He remembered that horrid night. When Honnoji castle burned. He remembered dshing to the courtyard to find Nobunaga seething with evil energy standing infront of Oichi who had sacrificial markings on her belly. He tried to stop Nobunaga but was blasted away. Far enough to reach Girio. He was soon found by a group of Marauders and quickly let Jake into their ranks.

Jake soon heard rumors of a demonic looking man wandering around Girios.
"I cant smell him..." Jake growled clenching his swords in anger "Nobunaga... i'll... I'LL HAVE YOUR HEAD!!" Jake roared into the sky.

 

[darkangel76]

Elana woke up bright and early, before the sun had had a chance to rise above the horizon. Feeling refreshed and at ease about the pilgrimage she had before her, she went over to her water basin and poured the steaming water that had been brought in earlier for her to wash with. The water steamed out as it went from pitcher to basin. Elana smiled as the steam rose up and brushed her cheeks, turning them the palest of pink. She grabbed the sponge and began to clean herself. Once finished, she discarded the water and poured fresh water into the basin only this time she used the water to wash her long dark hair instead of her body. The water felt nice against her scalp and neck and once her hair was cleaned and rinsed, she patted it dry with a coarse towel. In a drawer were some sweet smelling dried flowers. She picked out her favorite, the lilacs, and crushed them in with a mortar and pestel until they were a fine powder. She then sprinkled the powder in her hair and on her skin until she was saturated with the scent. Smiling, she dressed herself in her usual robes and headed out to check with her mentor about the plans for her departure.

The hallway was very quiet and dimly lit with torches. But as Elana neared the grand hallway at the front of the temple, she could hear the scuffles of feet and luggage along with muffled voices.

Elana smiled as she neared the hallway. She truly felt better about going on this journey. It always amazed her how self-reflection and meditation could ease the mind. But it had always been that way for her. Her mentor had said she was one of the few priestesses to enter the Girion Order who was satisfied with the person they were, the life chosen for them. Most of the girls went through terrible transitions, especially when they approached and went through puberty. They began to question why they were given up to the Girion Order and were confused about the thoughts that suddenly went through their minds when it came to the opposite sex. Often times a depression would set in. And sometimes that depression brought with it unpleasant events. But not with Elana.

Elana had been given to the Girion Order as an infant, as all those who became priestesses were. Her family was poor and unable to care for her. Distraught over being unable to provide for their daughter, yet having a faith in the god, Girio, Elana’s parents went to the Girion Order and asked that they take her in and raise her to become one of their own, a servant of Girio. The priestesses had been more than willing to take the baby on. They treated her well, taught her how to read, to write, to sing. She learned the ways of the Girion Order, what it meant to be a priestess, the vows and sacrifices it entailed. At the age of 16, she’d been given the choice, as all who were brought to the Order were, to leave the walls and live life as any other woman would. Most stayed, fearing the outside world. But a few did leave and they were missed by all. Elana chose to stay, but it wasn’t fear that kept her there nor was it her sole desire to become a priestess. No. It was her determination to fulfill her parents’ wishes. She never told her mentor or her other sisters this, but she knew it in her heart. She didn’t want any of them to misunderstand. She loved her sisters, her mentor. She truly enjoyed serving the god, Girio. But it was the fact that her parents’ had chosen this life for her that drove her to try her best. And it had been hard.

The sacrifices she and her sisters had to make were not easy ones. They all had to serve a time of silence and a time of solitude. At one point, Elana had thought she’d truly lose herself during those times if not for self-reflection and meditation. It got her through that tough time. It also helped her through puberty, when she found herself curious about men, but was told that she could never have one. The idea of that saddened her. She thought about her parents and how they hadn’t wanted to give her up. She wondered what it must’ve been like to have a love for a child that could be so strong. She also wondered what it would be like to love another and be loved in return. But, her mentor had always told her, that if she chose to stay, it could never be. It was a very difficult thing for Elana to deal with and even now she would dwell on it every so often, feeling the sadness bubble up inside. But, she always managed to keep it at bay.

Elana finally entered the grand hallway and saw her things stacked near the main door. Servants were slowly loading them onto a carriage of sorts.

“Nearly done?” Elana asked.

Her mentor nodded, “Indeed, my dear. You’ll be leaving for Seras within the hour.” She paused. “Do not fear to ask questions or interact with the people you pass by on your way. It’ll only give you greater knowledge of the world outside. For once you return for your pilgrimage, you will never set foot outside these walls again. Best to learn what you can.” The older woman smiled and hugged Elana.

“Yes, I will.” Elana smiled and headed for the carriage and those who would be escorting her on her way to Seras.

 

[psychobilly-night]

"Jake! Let's go!" The marauder leader hollared.
"Oro?" Jake asked turning to see the leader "I'm coming-oro!"

Jake sheathed his swords running towards his group "Sorry, kinda spaced out for a bit-oro."

"Why the hell do you say Oro at the end of your sentences?" A marauder asked sharpening his axe and quickly cleaved a tree in half.

"No clue-oro." Jake sighed closing his ideas "I just do-oro."

Suddenly a skinny Marauder charged towards the group saying "Hey! I got something juicy!"

After a bit The marauders, including Jake, stood around the skinny asking questions.
"Look all I know is there is a priestess going on a pilgrimage... heheh... why dont we kidnap her and make her worship 'Us' heheheheh." The leader grinned licking his blade "Jake come on."
"WOAH WOAH WOAH-ORO!" Jake gasped "I couldnt kidnap a girl!"

It was true. Jake never took part of anything that had to do with hurting women... mainly due to his failed promise to protect Oichi.
"Then stay here... you'll get her holes last HAHA! LET'S GO!" The leader roared as they charged towards the carriage.

 

[darkangel76]

Elana sat in the carriage and immediately her jaw dropped as the temple gates opened up. In the distance, she could see the main city and a castle looming behind it. It was a grand sight to see. There were so many people buzzing about, so much life. As her carriage proceeded along the main path, several of the citizens stopped to get a look. Some even bowed.

“They are pleased to see you,” one of the entourage said to Elana through her window. “They know you are leaving for Seras today and they admire you and your courage for making such a trip.”

“Oh, I see,” Elana replied.

“They know the life of the Girion priestesses is a difficult one,” he added.

Elana nodded in understanding and felt her face flush a little with embarrassment. It amazed her that so many thought so highly of her sisters and the Girion Order. It warmed her heart making it feel light. Her mentor had been right. The outside world was not one to fear. Smiling, Elana sat back in her seat and gazed out the window.

After about an hour of traveling, Elana’s carriage had made it past the city and was heading toward the neighboring woods. Elana gasped as she saw the trees get closer and closer. She wondered how long they would be in the forest before they’d see the other side of it. She also wondered what wonders were on that other side.

“It’s beautiful,” Elana stated in awe.

As the small carriage entered the woods, Elana could smell the plants and wildlife. Fascinated by the wonderful smells, she couldn’t help but lean out the window and breathe everything in. It was wonderful. She hoped the entire journey to Seras would be fraught with such new and wonderful things. She looked up to the sky and said a quick ‘thank you’ to the god Girio for looking after her and showing her the wonders of the world. She felt truly blessed.

After a while, the carriage came to a sudden halt. Curious, Elan peered out her window. The men in her entourage looked worried, their eyebrows furrowed, their weapons ready for a fight. Her heart racing, she leaned back in her seat letting her mind reel over what could be going on. Surely no one was attacking them. Who’d want to attack a priestess? She had nothing of value with her, nothing that anyone could possibly want. She then wondered if perhaps there was a bear or a wild cat nearby.

Unsure, but still curious, Elana opened the door to her carriage and stepped out. “Why’ve we stopped? What’s going on?” she asked as she pushed her long dark hair over her shoulders. She was now dressed in a long sheer white gown rimmed with gold and dark blue thread, her cape hung loosely about her shoulders.

“Get back in!” one of her men shouted. “Now!”

Elana tilted her head in puzzlement. Turning to see what the man was staring at, she let out a gasp and then a blood-curdling scream.

 

[psychobilly-night]

"GWAHAHAHAHA!" The leader grinned and killed off one of the guards with his axe.

His eyes soon caught Elan and grinned walkng up to her as the men began ot kill the guards.
"Well now... arent you quite the beautiful maiden..." The leader grinned holding her chin up.

Jake growled sitting on a rock watching the marauders from a hill.
"This isnt right..." Jake growled as he stood up and got his blades ready "Sorry boss... as far as i'm concerned... you're just a small roadblock in me finding Nobunaga..."
Jake grinned as he hopped from his perch and began slicing some of the marauders.

"HEY!" The boss roared at Jake "You're supposed to be on our side!!"
The boss growled before getting Jake's geta sandal slammed into his face as the warrior jumped ontop of the carriage.
"LET'S GO-ORO!!" Jake smiled excitedly.

 

[darkangel76]

Elana screamed as the man grabbed at her chin, forcing her to look into his eyes. He was dirty, his eyes so filled with malice.

“Well now… aren’t you quite the beautiful maiden,” the man had said.

Elana felt her body shake with intense fear as the man said those words to her. She had nothing of value to give him. But she now feared what he could indeed take from her. Something of great value to her as well. Instantly her eyes widened and tears began to stream down her cheeks.

“Please, no,” Elana begged. “Just let us go.”

Everything was a blur. So much chaos with the men fighting and bodies falling down limp and bloody. Elana was sickened by the sight, but there was no where for her to go. As the man grabbed at her and pulled her close, another figure swooped down upon them all. He landed on top of her carriage and shouted out as he kicked the man holding her in the face.

Elana fell to the ground, sobbing. Glancing around, she was finally able to take in the death and destruction around her. She felt so different than she had only minutes ago. Looking up at the sky, she asked Girio to see she got out of this unfortunate event. Just then, she felt someone grabbing and pulling at her legs, making her blood turn to ice.

 

[psychobilly-night]

"TRAITOR!" The leader roared at Jand swung his morning star at him.

With a growl, Jake slaced the morning star clean in half saying "Funny... my old boss caled me that once....Oro."

With a smile, Jake got into a pose as his blades started glowing "FUJINKA BLADES!!!"
Jake grinned and swung his swords wildly, making his arms and swords seem like a blur. With each swing a small crescent shapred blast shot towards the marauders killing them.

The leader stood amazed and almost afraid of Jake.
"Hehheheh... I guess you lose-oro." Jake smiled cheerfully poking the leader's nose with his sword before sending another kick at the leader's face "BAKA!"

With a smile, Jake sheathed his swords and hopped down looking at Elena.
"You okay?" Jake asked worriedly.

 

[darkangel76]

Elana looked up at the man who’d somehow saved her from terrors she could only guess at. Nodding, she got to her knees and clutched at her stomach. Suddenly, her face contorted in pain and she turned away from the man so that she could vomit. Shivering and sobbing, she spoke. “I’m so sorry.” She was holding her dark hair away from her face with one hand as the other clutched at her cape, hugging it tightly to her body.

After a few minutes, Elana felt the nausea finally subside. She was grateful for that, but she was still terrified. The man looming over her now was obviously skilled. That much was clear to her. He was a foreigner, though she recalled that the marauders who’d attacked had known him as well. They also seemed surprised at his actions. ‘What does this mean?’ she thought to herself. ‘Is he one of their group? Is he a vigilante seeking justice?’ She wasn’t sure, but the fear in her blood and mind told her to be cautious, to not discount anything. Especially since the other marauders seemed surprised by his actions and called him a traitor.

Fearing the worst, that this man was a part of the group of marauders who’d just attacked her and her entourage, Elana’s gray eyes widened. “Please, please don’t hurt me,” she found herself pleading. She looked up into his face, her eyes wet with tears. “I have nothing of value, nothing. I jut need to get to Seras.” Glancing around, she saw that everyone in her entourage was killed, their bodies strewn about the ground with those of the other marauders. She was truly alone now. Almost instantly her teeth began to chatter and she looked down at her lap. She didn’t know this man or where his loyalties lied. Did he truly have a sense of honor? Or were his actions merely a means to fulfill his own selfish desires. “Honestly. There’s… there’s nothing I have that anyone could possibly want.” She clutched at her cape and wrapped it, and her arms, around her body. It was as if she’d thought such actions would hide her from his sight.

Trembling, she looked back up at the man. “I’m no one of importance. I’m just Elana of the Girion Order. Please… please just let me go. There’s nothing I have you could possibly want.” She knew she was being repetitive in her pleas, but Elana hoped that he’d somehow take pity on her and not harm her… or worse.

 

[psychobilly-night]

"Hey dont be scared, there's nothing I want." Jake smiled putting a gentle hand on her shoulder "I just saved you because I can never forgive people who try to hurt girls."
Jake looked around at the dead.
"Sorry for what they did... tell you what." Jake thought for a second and grinned "I know Girion Priestess go on a pilgrimage right? Well how about I escort you to Seras?"

Jake had already learned alot about this land from his short time here. He was willing to help Elana in any way shape or form... mainly to make up for his failed promise to protect Oichi.

 

[darkangel76]

Elana blinked her marble gray eyes as the man before her offered to escort her the rest of the way to Seras. Still unsure, but seeing no other choice at the moment, she found herself leaning towards accepting his offer. After all, he had saved her and he hadn’t shown her any hostile or dishonorable behavior. Slowly she stood up and straightened out her gown, the sheer white material flowing fluidly around her lean body once again. Pushing her dark hair over her shoulders, she looked back over at the man who had saved her. He seemed a giant, towering over her by more than a foot. She gasped a little at the realization that this man could easily break her if he’d wanted to. The fact that he hadn’t even tried gave her some comfort. There was an exotic beauty to his features as well, something she’d never seen before, something that also placed her at ease.

As Elana fixed her cape so that it hung loosely about her shoulders once again, she looked up into the man’s face. She studied it as best she could, to see if there was anything about him she should be wary of. But she found nothing. She could only see the conviction that went along with his words about helping her the rest of her way on her journey. She wondered why he’d want to help her so badly. She wondered why he even saved her at all, risking his own life and relations with the group of marauders he definitely had been traveling with. It was all so very peculiar. It made her wonder if there was something more about him than what met the eye.

“I accept your offer,” Elana finally stated. “My name is Elana Verin and this pilgrimage is of utmost importance. It’s my final task before being allowed to become a fully ordained priestess of the Girion Order. I must go to the sacred city of Seras and pay homage to Girio there.”

Elana paused and glanced around at all her things that had been strewn about and damaged. She had nothing left now except tatters and ruins. Hanging her head a little, she bit down on her lip. When she met the man’s eyes once again, she smiled sweetly. “Though I have no idea as to how we’ll get there now. Everything is ruined and the horses have run off. I have very little money with me…” her voice trailed. “But I’ll find a way to repay you once in Seras. I’m sure the people of my order will pay you well for your kindness in seeing I get there.” Again, Elana bit down on her lip. It was the best offer she could think of.

“And I… I appreciate your kindness,” Elana said. “If I may be so bold, would it be all right if I asked you your name?” Blushing a deep shade of pink, she looked down at the ground.

 

[psychobilly-night]

"Hm?" Jake looked at ther and thought for a second... he didnt know how to get to Seras either.
"Dont worry there's a town near here, maybe they know how to get there." Jake grinned and inspected Elana.
He stood straight when she asked for his name.
With a smirck, Jake got into a heroic pose with his swords saying "I am Jake Miyamoto! My goal is to become the strongest swordsman in the world! Nice to meet'cha!"
Jake held out his hand for her to shake.
"Dont worry, as long as you got me and my swords here, you'll never be hurt!"

 

[darkangel76]

Elana smiled and bowed, lowering her luminescent gray eyes. “It’s a pleasure to meet you as well. Jake. And again, I thank you for your kindness.” She tilted her head so that she could look up into Jake’s face. There was something about him she found intriguing. Whether it was that he saved her or that he was so different from the other men of she’d seen, she didn’t know.

Heaving a delicate sigh and glancing around at her ruined entourage, Elana found a pack and began to fill it with the basic necessities she could gather from her ruined things. Once her pack was filled, she tied it to her back and went over to Jake.

“I know we were supposed to cross through this forest. Perhaps if we follow the path, we may come someone who may help us. I have very little money left, but maybe we can purchase a horse to help make the journey easier as well.”

Though she was scared and worried, Elana tried her best to stay positive and at ease. During her training, she’d learned that life was usually filled with obstacles. And it was those who remained faithful that were able to overcome them with victory.

Smoothing out her gown and placing her hood over her head, Elana began to walk along the path. She could hear Jake following her and that made her smile. As they walked through the forest, Elana took in the beauty of the nature surrounding her. Never had she seen such magnificent trees or flowers or wildlife.

Elana smiled brightly when they passed by a small grove of lilac trees. She loved their scent and immediately went over to them so that she could pick a few blossoms off the branches. She tucked one in the cord that tied around her waist and placed several in her pack for drying out for later. And she held onto another, so that she could drink in its scent as she and Jake continued on their way through the forest.

As they left the lilac grove, Elana felt her skin get hot with a blush. “I hope you didn’t mind my small diversion.” She paused a moment. “I love lilacs, I just couldn’t resist.” She lowered her eyes and pulled her hood further over her head, hiding her face a little so that Jake couldn’t see her reddened cheeks. She felt silly for succumbing to the distraction. Jake was a samurai warrior and such things surely must appear foolish in his eyes. She hoped he didn’t regret his decision to escort her to Seras.

 

[psychobilly-night]

"Hm?" Jake looked at the lilacs and quickly had a flash back.

~~Flash back~~
The flash back took place when he was about 12. Oichi has dragged him to a large patch of flowers.

"Jake-kun come here!" Oichi smiled leading him to a special part "Lilacs!"
"So? Why would I care?" Jake had asked in his usual boyish attitude "This stuff is more of Nagamasa-niichan's thing."
"I know but... Lady Aya told me that... flowers can soften even the hardest of hearts." Oichi smiled and handed him a flower.
Jake blushed a bit and smiled taking it gently.
"Thanks... Oichi-chan." Jake smiled kindly looking into her soft eyes.

~~End of Flashback~~

Jake knelt down and looked at one of the lilacs muttering "Oichi..."

 

[darkangel76]

Elana stopped when she realized Jake had stopped as well. She turned around and saw him kneeling down, staring at the flowers she’d dropped as they were walking away from the grove.

“Oichi…” Jake mumbled.

Elana tilted her head and walked over to Jake. Unsure of what to do, but going with instinct, she placed a hesitant yet delicate hand on his shoulder and knelt down next to him. Pushing her hood back, she looked into his eyes. “Who’s Oichi?” Seeing a strange sort of pain cross Jake’s eyes as she asked about the name he muttered, she instantly regretted her forwardness. “I’m sorry,” she said. “Obviously she’s your lady. I’m so sorry, I was too bold.”

Feeling stupid, Elana pulled her hood back over her head and stood up, backing away a few steps as she did so.

 

[psychobilly-night]

"Hm?" Jake snapped back to reality and heard her.
Jake blushed a bit when she said Oichi was his lady.
"No... she was married to a friend of mine... I dont really like to talk about it much." Jake admitted and smiled softly.

Suddenly Jake felt something dark... the the moon shined but in a purple hue.
"It cant be..." Jake took his swords out and turned to see a tall man in demonic, almost organic armor.

"A long time no see... Jake..." The man grinned and pulled out his own sword which glowed in purple flames.

Jake stood infront of Elana though he was shivering in fright.
"You dare... SHOW YOUR FACE TO ME?!?! NOBUNAGA?!?!?!" Jake roared protecting Elana.

 

[darkangel76]

Elana’s steely eyes widened as the demonic creature appeared before both herself and Jake. Never had she ever seen such a creature. She’d learned of their kind, but never had she encountered one, nor had she ever wanted to. She felt herself tremble as the demon slowly stalked toward them. Jake placed himself between her and the one he called Nobunaga, but it only eased her slightly.

“Demon!” she whispered to herself.

Elana began to back away from the one called Nobunaga. The malice oozing from him made her feel ill, like she would pass out. Jake held his stance, ready to strike if the demon tried to do anything. The demon just laughed, a roar that hurt Elana’s ears, making them ring.

“What magic is this?” Elana asked aloud, feeling dizzier and dizzier. Just then, she passed out.

Elana had collapsed to the ground in what looked like a lifeless heap. But as the darkness began to overtake her, she noticed the demon leap over Jake and move toward her. When he grabbed her into his arms and laughed menacingly, everything went to blackness.

 

[psychobilly-night]

"NOBUNAGA!!" Jake roared as he saw Elana in his arms.

"Hmhmhmhmhm... that's what I want to see in you... the same rage you should when I killed Oichi..." Nobunaga grinned at Jake.

Jake shivered in both fear and anger. He clutched his blades and it seemed his cheerful attitude began to slip away.
"I'LL KILL YOU!!!!!" Jake roared swinging his blades at Nobunaga trying not to hit Elana.

 

[psychobilly-night]

(Yo we still rping?)