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Post by Hannibal King on Aug 16, 2005 20:59:43 GMT -5
He paced the room in thought. He knew what he needed to do, but asking Fenrir to help, would pull the veil from him. He looked at the still unconcious Maezyl, and made his way over to her, holding her head within his hand. He muttered a few words as he closed his eyes, feeling her heartbeat quicken, knowing she'd wake up soon. He got up and walked to the middle of the room. There was a very deep hole in the middle, and inside it there was a dark green globe. He smirked. It had been centuries since he had laid eyes on it. He hurried to where Maezyl was and picked her up, bringing her towards the hole. He placed her near it, and pulled out a dagger. He ran his hand over her face, placing her bang behind her ear. "Shame, really. I'll have to kill such a beautiful creature." He grabbed her wrist, and slid down the blade of the knife down her wrist, watching as her blood dripped onto the green orb. He brought his hand around her wrist, squeezing it, wanting all her blood to cover the orb. The floor under them began to shake and he cackled. He threw the arm he held, over her head and it landed in midair over the hole. He moved to her other wrist, and dug the tip of the knife, deeply into her wrist, knowing he would manage to slice through the vein, and there he saw his prize. Her wrist bled, with it, bringing a stream of deep crimson red. Her features becoming paler by the instant. He stood, watching as Maezyl's blood ran and covered the orb in a deep crimson pool. He could sense her life slipping slowly, and he enjoyed it, knowing what was to come once the last of her blood dripped onto his prize.
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Post by Fenrir King on Aug 16, 2005 21:04:02 GMT -5
He walked around and had been in some of the rooms of the castle. The ones that he was allowed to go in. Some had denied him complete access, a sort of invisible shield around them. Walking now into this sort of, antechamber it seemed, he frowned and hurried towards his father and Maezyl. "You promised she wouldn't get hurt." He turned and eyed him, starting to pull Maezyl from the hole and ripped his sleeves, his arms scarred over more then once and he wrapped the sleeves around each of her wrists tightly. "You promised me!"
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Post by Hannibal King on Aug 16, 2005 21:06:46 GMT -5
He watched the blood drip intently until he heard Fenrir. He growled in anger, when Fenrir began to pull her away. "Dont be a fool, Fenrir. We need her blood to gain our prize. She is nothing compared to our greatness." His eyes turned a deep green color. He opened his hand and the palm of his hand emmitted a strong wind, towards Fenrir.
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Post by Fenrir King on Aug 16, 2005 21:09:27 GMT -5
He took the wind in stride, having trained to go with it slightly, and fight it as it died down and he looked at his father. "She's YOUR daughter, MY sister. You promise me no harm would come to her." He placed his hand on Maezyl and then picked her up, moving her quickly to the far corner of the room. Unclasping the cloak that he had been told to wear by Hannibal, he eyed him. "I think this has gone far enough."
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Post by Hannibal King on Aug 16, 2005 21:15:00 GMT -5
He watched him angrily, turning to the or for a moment, watching as the blood merged with the power within it. It turned into a crimson color, and something black swirled around it. He started laughing coldly, when Fenrir had spoken his words. "You're a bigger fool than the oaf you call father. You are easily deceived, young one. She is NOT my daughter. I am not your idiotic father. I am not Hannibal King. I am Severus King. And I will not be denied by spoils. Not by some stupid child." His eyes glazed over, the swirling black wind, coming around him, and covering his body, slowly seeping into his own skin and disappearing. He looked at where Maezyl lied, and moved his hand, her body lifting into the air as it moved back towards him. He turned back to Fenrir, watching him calmly.
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Post by Fenrir King on Aug 16, 2005 21:17:21 GMT -5
"Then for that matter, I will not worry about hurting you. I just hope you can handle it." He walked towards him and came right in the way of the black smoke which had begun to form a second time and he felt his body go numb as it entered him and then disappeared. Looking at Maezyl, he glared at this man who was now a stranger and flew at him, his fist connecting with his chest.
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Post by Hannibal King on Aug 16, 2005 21:20:29 GMT -5
He flew back towards the wall, but managed to stop himself, by placing one foot behind him. He barely missed the wall and hissed in anger. Running towards Fenrir. He jumped in the air, with his body to its side and brought his elbow down, towards the top of his head, putting all his weight into his descent.
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Post by Fenrir King on Aug 16, 2005 21:22:45 GMT -5
He went with the blow, all the training paying off, but it still hurt, and he was slightly dizzy, but it was better than if he hadn't been prepared. "Happy your trained me now?" He smiled and then his fists flew at Hannibal rapidly.
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Post by Hannibal King on Aug 16, 2005 21:27:52 GMT -5
"Yes." He eyes flashed and he smirked, as he dodged some of the attacks, and took some head on. He liked pain, something most people failed to see. He jumped up into the air, swinging his foot for his chest, at the same time more smoke escaped the orb and swirled around him and faded.
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Post by Fenrir King on Aug 16, 2005 21:50:27 GMT -5
He turned and looked to the globe. "Enough!" It glowed, seeming to listen, but he watched some more smoke emit from it and threw his body into it before it got into Hannibal's and wasn't ready and felt Hannibal's foot connect with his chest and flew to the ground, groaning.
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Post by Hannibal King on Aug 16, 2005 21:55:40 GMT -5
He growled angrily, and raised his arms. "This ends now, fool!" A reddish beam began to grow inside his palm and the energy slowly formed into a sword, it had the design of a serpent mixed in with a dragon. He walked over to Fenrir, raising it above his head and bringing it down towards his throat. But then something happened and his hand remained still in midair and Severus eyes widened, his temples throbbing....and a distant voice came into his head and soon into his voice.
"FAT CHANCE SHIT EATER! YOU ARE NOT TO GOING TO KILL MY SON!" And for a moment the shadow of Hannibal, appeared in his features.
"Get out you imbecile. I will gain my power and kill your precious children to usher in my dynasty!"
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Post by Fenrir King on Aug 16, 2005 21:57:34 GMT -5
He rolled out of the way and pulled a dagger from his side, and lunged it into whoever was now residing in this body's leg, and twisted it to ensure it was more effective. Getting up, he bounced back and forth slightly, his fists up, ready to continue fighting. "Come on!"
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Post by Hannibal King on Aug 16, 2005 22:06:22 GMT -5
He felt the dagger pierce deeply into his skin and as the pain hit him, Severus smirk appeared. And he brought the sword to his side, and concentrated another beam to his other palm, watching an exact replica appear. "Nice try, Imbecile." He glared at Fenrir, throwing the swords towards him. He hurried to where Maezyl's body and stopped and grabbed her, picking her up. "I'll get it now." His eyes dark green, and he swung his arms to throw her into the hole, but once again he stopped halfway through his attack.
"LET MAEZYL GO!" Severus dropping her, inches from where he had intended to throw her in.
"You will die along with them. Stop fighting the inevitable!" He glared at the wall, "GO BACK NOW, KING!"
"Fuck you, asshole!" His arm came up, and he punched his own face. "You will not hurt my baby girl or my son, you fucking shit-eater!" He turned his body, and stared at Fenrir. His voice as calm and almost as full of life as the day he had gone to speak and see his son for the first time after his ordeal in the castle. "Fen, you'll have no choice but to kill us! SO DO IT BEFORE HE KILLS YOU OR MAE!"
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Post by Fenrir King on Aug 16, 2005 22:11:33 GMT -5
He had dodged one, but the other was now imedded in his side, up to the hilt, the blade all the way showing on the other side. "I...." He stared at this man, and was confused now, he didn't know who to believe, or if this was a trick. Pulling the sword out of his side, he dodged quickly at Hannibal, and closed his eyes, driving the sword through Hannibal's thigh, making a tiger paw with his fist and driving it into Hannibal's chin.
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Post by Hannibal King on Aug 16, 2005 22:18:29 GMT -5
"Shut up, Kin-..." He felt his own energy sword lunged into his thigh. He writhed in pain and felt his body shift upwards after the punch to his chin. He fell onto one knee, and moved his hand pulling the sword out of his thigh slowly, throwing it to the ground. "You'll pay for that." He opened the palm of his hand, and watched as a green scythe formed from it. He moved his neck to the side hearing it crack and made his way towards Fenrir, swinging the scythe in his direction with a master stroke. With his other hand he pulled out a dagger from his pocket and threw it towards Maezyl's stomach. He had had enough of the power enter him, and now he wanted both Fenrir and Hannibal to pay dearly. He swung it back forth, in a steady rhythm, edging closer to him. "Trying to overtake me again, King? It will not help you, because now you choose who to save your son or your daughter!"
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