Whisper In The Wind

Subject: Re: Whisper In The Wind Thu Jul 03, 2008 4:21 pm

The men were the first through the portal. That much had been obvious to her since most men were eager to fight. She stepped through last into the desolate waste land of bodies and blood. The sounds of swords clashing hit her ears first like a sweet melody. Chaos was her realm. There were cries of adrenaline and also those of pain. Tai, the one in the gold trimmed armor, was the first to battle. During his transformation inside the castle he had many mysterious marks upon his body that made her curious. As the moments passed, it became more and more apparent that these weren’t average everyday people. Tai seemed to move with such precision and viciousness that it appeared almost inhuman. The same could be said about Kio. He swept through the field like a vicious hungry wind tearing apart everything in its path. He took everything, and left nothing behind.

That musk, that scent of blood tainting the air tempted the savage beast locked away inside Nephania. How could anyone expect a vampire not to react violently to the scent of blood? Those instincts embedded within her drew her fangs against her will nearly over taking her. She had to rip her eyes away from the display in front of her to compose herself; to control herself. Her fingers lingered near her mouth, touching, pushing her fangs as if shooing them away. The only thing she successful did was puncture the tip of her index finger, drawing blood. She sucked on it lightly with a wicked, yet unsatisfied grin. She wanted more, no, she needed more. Nephania simply lusted for blood.

She moved towards the battle field, picking a soldier off the sidelines. She stripped him of his sword easily, tossing it aside. He made a move to punch her but she countered it by moving to the side swiftly to get the sword she threw. Nephania impaled the man through his abdomen, drenching the sword with his blood. She withdrew the blade with a cold smile. Stepping off the battle field with the sword, she marveled at it for a moment, before licking the blade, the blood lust apparent in her crimson eyes. The sword dropped from her hands to the ground with a soft thud. She needed to distract herself before her insatiable lust got out of hand.

Her hand reached into the pocket of her robes for an instrument; a flute of sorts. It had been an important item in her father’s bloodline. They passed it down to the half blood vampires of the coven. It was their way of granting eternal life. She placed the instrument to her lips, and began to play the soft tune formally known as the Hymn of Saturn. It’s name came from the symbol of the planet. It represented life and death. For each death, a life is given in exchange.

A gold aura pulsated around her body, glowing brighter. The dead men that had fallen on the battle field had little blue lights leaving their bodies, moving towards the sound of the flute. It lulled the souls into a false sense of security. Each was absorbed into her before leaving again with a purple hue instead of blue. She had consumed the youth that was left within the souls to preserve her own life. Once she had taken in as much as she could at the end of the Hymn, she stowed the flute away. She had roamed this world for over one hundred years and she would most certainly be roaming for one hundred more with all the youth that was contained in the fallen armies.

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OCC: If you wish to hear the Hymn, visit this link.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E4LjdiW9V4M
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The Soul Piper

Subject: Re: Whisper In The Wind Tue Jul 08, 2008 7:56 pm

A slender figure fell from the heavens, colliding with the ground with nothing more than a soft thump. A closer look would reveal it to be a female with short, blond hair. She remained on one knee right after landing for a few moments, before slowly rising to her feet. She stood, at her full height and her silver eyes scanned the area. It was easy to spot them: a whole army of humans, divided into different types of warriors. She could estimate there were about...millions of people before her. And one woman was to take them all down.
Clare shut her silver eyes for a brief moment, sniffing the air that would soon smell of blood. Human blood would be spilled on this day, by one who's not once in her life spilled it before.

She opened her eyes, a noise suddenly disturbing the flow of her thoughts. It was like many cries, piercing through the heavens. The army. They yelled, as they advanced towards her, swords and other weapons raised high in the air.
There was something almost..triumphant about the army. To them, perhaps, millions agaisnt one being was just too easy. Clare gave off a small sigh, at their foolishness.

The female warrior suddenly took off at a full run, her speed as fast light and within mere seconds was feet away from the army. Bringing both her hands to her back, Clare unsheathed two extrodinarily large swords with unbelievable grace. Her hands remained, outstretched, and far from each other. She took a second to calculate how she should eliminate the soldiers, not only on both sides but also forward.
Flashsword...on both sides. Yoki increase forward. Limb-stretching along with Flashsword.

"Yosh," Clare whispered to herself.

A sudden blast of energy errupted from the female, sending all the warriors that litterally faced her fall backwards in a straight line. The outburst of Yoki was enough to send them all back and kill them on the spot. Anyone gazing at this fight from above would see a cleared path between all the soldiers, right in the middle of the army. The left and right sides though would be filled with million of others.
Clare only attempted to clear a path for her to run. Taking care of those on the sides would be quite simple.
This took mere seconds and when it was over, there was a gap in the numbers of soldiers. Confused at what had just happened, the army did not attempt to regroup, which worked at Clare's advantage.
She started, using her limb-stretching technique. Her arms stretched like rubber, as far as the soldiers stood. Then, suddenly taking off in another full run, Clare used the Flashsword technique, both her swords moving at incredible speed. They moved so fast, no eye could cath their exact movement. Anything one would see would be a blur going back and forth along the lines, killing the soldiers hundreds at the time.
As Clare ran, the lines of soldiers simply kept falling anf falling, her oustretched arms doing all the work. During the whole battle, not once had it crossed the soldiers minds to regoup in the center, so to block her path.
She had now killed more than half of the warriors, and Clare kept running still, her arms not tiring as they went back and forth over the long lines, slaying human after human.
And then suddenly, it was over. Clare felt her arms come back to their normal size, as they went down her sides. Her eyes glanced to the sides, the battle field now quiet as millions of bodies lay there, motionless. She'd just taken down a whole army of humans. The reason? She left the question unanswered in her mind.
Sheathing the two swords behind her back, Clare suddenly jumped high in the air, not wanting to smell the human blood any longer...and vanished.

Subject: Re: Whisper In The Wind Mon Jul 21, 2008 5:37 pm

OoC: This is a forced post so of course, it is lacking.

Having stayed place on the blade long enough, he front flipped off of it, and extended his hand strand of red crystals linked like a whip turned back grabbing the blade and pulling it from it’s place, and with momentum from his flip sent the blade zooming in front of him towards the savage army, then in a sudden whisk of his wrist, the blade shot up into the sky spinning towards the Airforce slicing through many of them. The red crystal whip that had hold of the blade dropped down onto the army below, landing on a few bodies, and encasing them with crystals drawing energy from them, then firing off red beams of light in all directions killing almost if not all of the ground force. The blade whistling through the bodies of the Airforce as it sliced them clean in half, then in a boomerang fashion returned to the purple haired man.

Grasping hold of his blade he spun it clean of blood and sheathed it. In a sudden quake the ground trembled as an awaiting force had lain below the field, water surged to the surface, steam from the water engulfed the area, then misting off revealing a massive Army of fish like creatures. In shock of the severe lacking force they had expected, they somewhat grew fearsome of what could have caused the deaths so quickly, certainly not that purple haired man. They stood idle for a moment thinking of what they should do. The lead General of the Army then decided to send a group of four to kill him.

Not wanting to draw his blade a second time, he stretched out his arm and the X on his hand began to spin the crystal like substance on his hand extended into large red metallic blades. Running forward to one of them he kicked knocked it’s stave from its hand and literally ran up his body then kicked his chin hard enough to send him flying back, and giving Tai the ability to push off him and jump to the next, bringing his right hand down to slash him with the bladed hand, slitting its throat and out poured yellow blood. Then turning his body to collide with the being as he knocked the already dead to the side and then landed on the ground, he then ran to the next. Thrusting his bladed arm into the gut of this one, he continued to thrust, and uppercut, his insides poured out covered in yellow blood.

Another charged at him, and he just moved aside and stood his ground, then in an instant he knelt a bit and thrust his body and arm, giving him extra force as his hand shot through the opponents head, opening his palm once it had passed through the other side of his head, red crystals drew energy from the surrounding bodies. Glowing, red then black, as a massive wave of energy shot forth from his hand eliminating the entire army in a black force disintegrating them to nothing.

The head and body surrounding his arm had also disappeared being suck into his arm to supply that massive attack. He then just stood and stared on for a moment at the clean field that showed no evidence of any struggle or war having taken place. Taking off his shades he put them away and began to walk on the field, the next set of armies were far from the planet they were on, and there was only one way off this place. He set to get to it, not giving notice to anything else that had taken place and ignoring the fact that the people in his company would have to keep up.