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 Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2011 8:49 pm
Falling...falling...falling...
Cold whipping about your face...the breakneck adrenaline...the endless space...Mortuus was lost in it, his eyes relaxed, closed as his body flapped this way and that, still in human form as he was falling from an incredible, having jumped off a sky-diving plane...with no parachute...
His hands were outspread, his nose pointing to the ground with his legs locked close behind and above him, barreling down to the ground in a blitz of fury. The instructors were shocked when he leaped off, trying to stop him, but he disregarded them, falling quickly for the ground, his white hair whipping about behind his head as he fell to what would be his doom...
About a few hundred feet from the ground, his eyes snapped open, his irises blazing with golden light as his smile grew, his fangs growing prominent as his body began to smoke, his skin writhing as it seemed as if it was falling apart, a black ooze spilling out from his mouth, eyes and ears, so quickly consuming his body that a visible orb of violet energy flashed in the sky, very briefly giving off a hot beacon of negative energy...
The next moment, two columns of dirt and light debris was lifted up into the air as a bullet shaped object zoomed just barely a few feet above the ground, this orb slowly uncurling to reveal wings and a body made of a black and purple colored mesh-like material that slithered and glistened in the sunlight, the visage horrific and oddly demonic in appearance, the face concealed by a wings mask as the creatures raptor-like hands and feet were fully extended, the wings rapidly beating as its tail thrashed about, its path blindingly fast as it zoomed into the city, moving upwards until it was level with the skyscrapers, but the sheer sonic resonance caused inactive cars to blare with alarms and loose debris to be tossed about...
People screamed and panicked as the great shadow passed by overhead, the massive wings bat-like and seemed to be an ominous warning and, indeed, it was. It was a warning to all the sinners of this city that the darkness had returned from its slumber, a brief vacation of well earned solace and contemplation having passed before the dark being returned to the city of Tangent Tropolis...
And this demonic being smiled wide as he rushed up the tallest skyscrapers, his clawed feet latching onto the top of the spire and outstretched his hands, releasing a long, deep howl into the night, "ALLLL YEE WHO SIN HERE! FEAR NOW WHAT YOU HEAR!! MORTUUS, HAS RETURNED! JUDGEMENT COMETH!!!!"
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 7:26 pm
"God dammit..." muttered Lucas Ellison, also known as Paragon, the leader of the vigilante superhero team known as the Guardsmen. He was on a nighttime patrol around the city of Tangent Tropolis, and had heard Mortuus' proclamation. This worried him greatly: Mortuus was, technically, a member of the Guardsmen, but the citizens of Tangent Tropolis didn't know this, as Mortuus had been a recluse and people hadn't seen him even when he was in Tangent Tropolis-- or at least, they wouldn't recognize him.
Shaking his head, Lucas began to scale progressively taller buildings as he tried to reach Mortuus, and try to talk sense into the oni. He knew Mortuus had his own professed 'mission'... but so did Lucas, and he couldn't allow one of his teammates to be scaring the living s**t out of the people they were supposed to protect.
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 8:27 pm
Mortuus would make a light smile, seeing his fellow teammate ascend the rooftops to make his way towards him and Mortuus' pose would relax, laying back against the stone wall of the tower, his wings coiling and uncoiling slowly as his arms rested on his knees, looking down at the city, the shadows too much for people to accurately see him, he knew, but he could easily see them...
Slowly the silky mask would pull back, sizzling skin appearing for the briefest of seconds before Mortuus's face was normal, using the boy, Nox, as his own body while Nox remained inside of them and would curl his wrist, making a faint wave of his hand, "Salutations Lucas...glad you could join me on this fine night...what have you, and the crew, been up too?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 8:40 pm
"Long story short," Lucas began as he finally reached Mortuus, "we've made our team official-- we are the Guardsmen. These citizens don't know about you, so I'd really like it if you would, you know, lay off the Ghost Rider/Spectre crap. Our job is to protect people, not scare them shitless. They probably think you're a villain with the way you look, dude. Not cool."
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 9:05 pm
Mortuus would lightly chuckle, closing his eyes as he made his small laugh, "You'll never change Lucas...I suppose you shouldn't anyway...you're good the way you are...but anyway...you have to take that up with Nox...he's very--"
But Mortuus stopped, his eyes leering slightly as he gazed up at the night sky, his posture stiffening as he slowly stood up, not sure what he sensed...but could feel something coming...something ominous...
"Lucas..." Mortuus growled, his eyes becoming enraged as the mask pooled back over his skin, "Get ready...we're about to have company..."
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 9:16 pm
"s**t..." Lucas said with a sigh, before speaking into his earpiece, contacting the others.
"Guardsmen, gear up! Mortuus is back, and he's gonna be needing our help!" he spoke into the earpiece before looking up where Mortuus was gazing.
"What's the deal, man?" he asked softly, scanning the night sky.
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 9:56 pm
He would look to Lucas once, his claws extending as a small patch of the stars were glowing brighter, becoming bright beacons in the night before lines began to shoot from these spots, creating circular and complex patterns, brilliantly shining at the end to form complex seals in the sky that would burn with rainbow light...
At the center of these seals, a great vortex would open and several, large, snake-like beams would fly out, the beams crashing into the world, creating large explosions and panic ensued; cars rushing this way and that, people running for their lives as 10 of these meteors fell from the sky. At the center of these craters formed, slowly stood identical beings of height, build and appearance, all of them wearing, a bright, pearl armor in the fashion of samurai armor, trimmed by gold metals...
Each slowly stood from a crouched position, unsheathing their swords as one last beam would fall, revealing herself as the woman they faced before, only her garbs were much more battle orientated and not as revealing, a large spear clasped in her hands...
"Shindaketsuatsu...you are hereby ordered to cease your retaliations and to surrender yourself...the great mother, Amaterasu, will have mercy upon you, if you concede. and come quietly..."
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 10:10 pm
Lucas sighed heavily, and stood between Mortuus and the woman with her guards, allies, whatever.
"Look..." he said heavily. "Can someone please tell me what the hell you guys are hunting him for? I hate being out of the loop, especially in regards to a teammate!"
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2011 3:16 pm
Mortuus would heavily leer, his clawed fingers striking each other as he watched the woman unsheathe one of her wakizashi's, pointing it at Mortuus, speaking to Lucas without looking to him, "Matters of the Shikigami do not concern you human...stay out of this and you will not be harmed...Shindaketsuatsu is a oni...a demon...we are here to take him to stand trial for the lives he has taken and for releasing the once dormant Yogansukaru...he must be judged..."
She then made a swiping motion with her sword and at once, three of the light warriors leaped from their position, trails of silver light exhuming from where they flew, drawing their blades as they went directly for Mortuus, but he was already head of them, launching forward from his platform and kicked himself from the head of one, sending it spiraling to the ground as he dive bombed for the woman, his claws outstretched as he roared out in the flames of battle, the other warriors quickly circling him to try and impede his path...
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2011 10:19 am
Several small orbs landed on the ground at the feet of the warriors, and Mortuus too as he neared, and released tiny concussive blasts designed to knock them all away. Lucas looked in the direction the orbs had been thrown, and saw a man with slicked-back blond hair, sunglasses, and a black trenchcoat standing on a nearby rooftop.
"Sakal!" he said to the man, "Where're Tony, and Lara?"
"On their way. But until then, I'm not allowing these beings to hurt Mortuus. No matter what he has done, he still promised to help me find a way to free Rhaa'na... I will not allow anyone to impede that process." the Garondan said, before he leapt down from his perch and landed beside Lucas. He looked to the woman and said, in a low voice: "This is your one chance: Leave now, or I shall make you."
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2011 10:09 pm
The soldiers groaned in pain as they were flown backwards from the orbs, Mortuus growling in displeasure as he was sent back to the ledge with Lucas, rubbing his eyes from the intense light that exhumed from them half-blinded him from his sensitivity to light...
The woman below called her guardians back, the soldiers forming a tight formation around her as she growled through her mask, staring daggers into Mortuus' eyes, "You have no say in this Sakal ir Vaal of the Garondan's. This is a matter of celestial justice beyond your comprehension..."
Mortuus would release a low growl, staring upon the woman as he bared his shark-like teeth, "Just who are you!? Why are you so important to keep facing me!? Who are you?!"
The woman stared up at Mortuus for long moments, loosely twirling her sword in her hand before she would drop her lance to the ground, piercing it through the concrete to remain erect and sheathed her sword. Her hands then moved up and behind her helmet, undoing the ties and let her helmet fall, the clasps falling away and the metal armor falling to the ground, allowing a copious amount of violet colored hair to flow, accented by gold and silver strands running through her hair, making it glitter in the moonlight like a small beacon.
The woman's lips were coated with a deep blue lipstick that softly shown, her pale, round face looking up at them as her skin beamed with radiance. Upon seeing her, Mortuus instantly shifted from a pose of rage, to a pose of pain and of sorrow, his eyes conveying a deep pain as he recognized her, his expression one twisted of shock and depression...
"You wished to know...and it has been revealed...it is me Shinda...your first wife...Yumizo..."
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2011 3:47 pm
A whizzing sound like a small motor and a blur of light suddenly flashed in a line across their sight, and suddenly a tiny metal figure, about eleven inches in height, floated in midair before Mortuus, Lucas, and Sakal. "Hey... What'd I miss?" He asked, glancing back at the other figures. "Oh. Who're they? And why does Mortuus look like someone just kicked him in the nads?" He crossed his arms, tilting his head slightly to the left at the shocked/pained expression on his teammate's face. "Speaking of kicking in the nads, that reminds me. Lucas, Lara's going to be a bit late. There was a hostage situation at the bank. Three newbies, from the look of it... When I saw her last, she had it under control alright. So, she'll be a little late... But, you know. Saving a bank, and stuff," he muttered, shrugging.
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2011 4:49 pm
"Just as long as she gets here," Lucas said out of the corner of his mouth to Tony, before looking to Yumizo. "Okay, okay... Hold up here. You're his wife? talk about a comic-book plot twist if there ever was one... So why exactly are you so hellbent on kicking his a**, ma'am?"
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