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Post by dusk on Oct 8, 2010 16:37:00 GMT -6
At first no one had any idea that the Seidhrfolk encampment was under attack, the Demon known as Lich had silently crept into a tent that was on the outskirts. He was completely veiled in shadows that seemed to flow off of him and his very core was as dark as the abyss that he had originally climbed out of. His eyes lit up with fiery joy as his noticed his first two victims were sound asleep inside the tent. He moved over to the first one and slashed his throat with his razor sharp fingers. Lich then turned to the second young hunter and quickly snapped his neck, a thick black smoked poured from the tents entrance as Lich stepped outside and headed for the next tent.
Meanwhile Dante was lying in his bed barely covered by a blanket, his hands were now bandaged. He lay there sleeping, once again Piper had tired him out so he was taking a well needed rest.
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Post by Soprano on Oct 8, 2010 17:06:37 GMT -6
Piper was lying in Dante’s bed, too, rather contentedly wrapped between his arms. It made her feel small and protected. She was happy with her work on his hands, she wasn’t very well versed in first-aid, but Dante had helped her through the process. She felt her eyelids get heavy and she soon drifted off to sleep.
Because of the nature of succubae and their powers, when and if they slept, they simply jumped into the memories of others until they woke up or lay dreamless. She was sitting in a field of flowers, watching a couple discover love and try to be happy in one dream. She sighed, and switched dreams like channels. She suddenly found herself in a dark room with creaking floor boards, and bed frames. She wasn’t interested anymore unless it was with a certain someone. She changed the memory again. She finally sat, seemingly watching a young man get his throat slit and all of a sudden, her eyes snapped open and her muscles twitched under Dante’s arms.
What the…? That only could mean that person had died. She wondered if she should tell Dante this. She shook his arm gently, trying to wake him. If he was stone cold out, she wouldn’t bother and assume it was a bad dream.
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Post by dusk on Oct 8, 2010 17:15:19 GMT -6
Lich was in the corner of the second tent hiding in the shadows cast by a oil lamp, he smiled with his pearly white fangs and moved forward. Obviously this hunter wasn't so much of a novice as the last two, the middle aged woman jumped out of her chair, spun round and stabbed Lich in the shoulder. The demon let out a shriek and grabbed the woman's head in both hands, she began to scream but was soon silenced as her skull caved in between his hands.
Dante slowly awoke as a scream filled the air outside his tent, he opened his eyes to see Piper looking down at him. He would have smiled and kissed her but the scream from outside had startled him and Piper looked worried, he put a hand on her shoulder "what's happening" he asked in a concerned tone.
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Post by Soprano on Oct 8, 2010 17:31:22 GMT -6
Piper looked up when she heard the screaming, she looked more worried. She didn’t care about what was going on or who it was happening to, but she didn’t want it to move onto their tent.
“I… I think something is going on,” she said hesitantly, “Your camp might be under attack.”
She didn’t mention how she figured it out, she just stared at him with big concerned eyes. She really, really didn’t want anything to disturb them, but she didn’t want anything to kill either one of them either. She suddenly dressed herself, but stayed put.
“I can hear screaming now, too,” she said.
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Post by dusk on Oct 8, 2010 17:48:23 GMT -6
Lich flung the mutilated corpse out of the tent, by now a group of young hunters had gathered and were all pointing rifles at the tent. Lich stormed out of the tent in a cloud of black smoke and the hunters started shooting, the bullets whizzed through Lich as if he was solely made of smoke and darkness. He yanked the sword from his shoulder and began to slaughter the firing squad one by one. It wasn't long before the camp was consumed by screams and gunshots, chaos had erupted and section by section the camp was being destroyed. As the chaos spread more demons were drawn in, none were as powerful as Lich but they still posed a threat.
Dante climbed out of bed, he could smell smoke and the screams and shouts were getting more louder and frequent. He put on some clothes and grabbed his weapons, he stopped for a moment and walked back over to Piper, "Stay here ok" he said as he handed her one of his pistols, "if anyone one comes in, anyone, just shoot them". He leaned in a kiss her passionately before heading out of the tent.
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Post by Soprano on Oct 8, 2010 18:03:33 GMT -6
Piper sat on her knees watching Dante ready himself. She was frankly scared for him, but she knew he could handle himself. She didn’t want to tell him not to go, it was part of him staying here. She knew he didn’t like it, but it was the truth.
“Alright,” she said, “Don’t worry, I’ll stay put.”
She gripped the pistol he gave her looking down at it, wondering if she would even be able to shoot the damn thing. She looked up at him and was so glad he kissed her, even if it felt like a goodbye.
“Please, don’t get hurt!” she called after him.
She watched him leave and positioned herself behind the bed, dressing herself in a Kevlar vest, just in case. Her hands shook a little, simply because she didn’t know what to expect. She would keep an eye on Dante’s memories as they happened, just in case he needed help.
Outside, there was a tough young bruiser trying to subdue Lich. He held a long broadsword in both hands as he watched the carnage Lich was inducing. He gripped his sword and suddenly charged at Lich while his back was turned. He threw his arms into a side slash with all his might.
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Post by dusk on Oct 8, 2010 18:22:14 GMT -6
A face suddenly appeared on the back of Lich's head, it had a sharks grin and bright red eyes. Lich lifted his arm and the sword managed to slice halfway through it before suddenly halting. Lich began laughing insanely, "Foolish mortal" he said in a voice that seemed to come from all around. He swung his arm and the blade was pushed out, he bolted forward and gripped the young hunters neck and began to slowly squeeze.
There was a loud crack as Dante's gun went off the bullet tore straight through Lich's arm severing it from his body, cracks of bright white seemed to spread across Lich's arm like a crack in a window. Lich shrieked in pain and turned to face his attacker. The hand that was gripping the young hunters neck had turned into a thick black liquid with the consistency of tar.
As Lich glared at Dante he began to smile again "Dante" he growled as he took a step forward. Dante didn't hesitate, he fired off another few shoots but the bullets never hit their target. Lich had turned into smoke and moved to wards Dante at incredible speed, before he knew it Lich had re-appeared in front of him, he swung forward and smacked Dante in the chest. Dante was launched through the air, he smashed into a pile of supply crates a shocking fifteen feet away.
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Post by Soprano on Oct 8, 2010 18:42:25 GMT -6
Piper closed her eyes to see what Dante had experienced in the past few moments, all of a sudden she saw him crash into a bunch of crates. She gasped and her eyes flew open. She bit her lip, but he had told her to stay put and she wasn’t sure yet if he was in real trouble yet.
The bruiser gasped for air with wide eyes as Dante shot through Lich’s arm. He tried to scramble away on his back, but his armor was now covered in tar. He stood up, determined not to be outdone and tried to locate his sword. He picked it up and watched as Lich threw Dante through some crates a great distance away. The bruiser looked over at the Leader’s tent and saw Lita and Conall standing in shock at the scene. They both disappeared into their tents, apparently to grab their weapons.
The bruiser hauled his sword over his head and shouted a battle cry as he charged straight at Lich with all his speed. If anything, he could distract him for long enough to give Dante some time to recover.
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Post by dusk on Oct 8, 2010 19:05:59 GMT -6
Lich was about to unleash another attack but that young hunter was charging at him again, he spun around and thrust his arm out to his side, the shadows rippled and his arm formed into a very jagged blade. Lich ran forward and clashed swords with the hunter, he let out a shriek and smiled happily, nothing pleased him more than an old fashioned dual to the death... especially when he knew he would win.
Dante rolled off the newly created pile of scrap wood, he was bent over on his knees and coughing blood. He wryly stood up and looked over at the battle between Lich and the young hunter, Dante began to fun towards Lich with his dagger drawn, if he could get the blade into Lich's back then it would all be over. Lich pushed away the young hunter and slashed wildly at his stomach. Dante was only a few feet away now, he pushed himself and raised the Dagger over his head and that's when Lich attacked. His movement was so fast that it actually took Dante a few moments to realise what had happened, he looked down at his stomach to see Lich's blade sticking right in him. Dante gasped as a he looked up at Lich who was grinning.
Lich pulled the blade out and Dante dropped down to his knee's with his hands over his wound, blood was flowing like a river. He was in shock right now, Lich just stood over him laughing.
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Post by Soprano on Oct 8, 2010 19:23:09 GMT -6
Pipers eyes snapped open. This was bad. She grit her teeth and suddenly she looked exactly like Dante, she clothed herself in his clothing and dashed out of the tent, still clutching the pistol he had left her. She quickly found the one who had stabbed Dante. She pointed the pistol at him and fired with a loud crack. She winced as the pain of the shot’s force ran through her arm, but she could handle it.
“Well, fucker,” she said, matching Dante’s voice as well, “Guess you’ve hit the wrong pawn, eh?”
The young bruiser kept up pretty well with Lich until he slashed at his stomach. The bruiser was sure he missed until his top half slid off of his legs and his body hit the ground. He was so sure he would drive the beast off and be a hero, now he was in two pieces.
Lita dashed back out of the tent, followed by Conall. Lita smashed her hammer into the ground, creating a shockwave that was heading straight for Lich and Conall ran at him with his axe to his side, reading to swipe.
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