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Post by anon on Sept 15, 2009 14:09:35 GMT -5
Junon Harbour, truth be told Mace couldn't remember her last visit to it so the sea breeze that greeted her as she looked out from the street to the setting sun was a new welcome experience. When you live the world through new eyes with everything you've lost in darkness gone forever each new occaision is held onto more, since her 'escape' from Deepground Mace had been trying to remember more of her firsts, compiling her own memories and her own visions on this planet for herself. As the sun began to set and the lights of Junon took over the light Mace closed her eyes as a surge of wind bellowed her cape behind her, exposing her uniform for the world to know her past she didn't mind. Standing alone, senses depending on the feel, the noise and smell of everything around her as the wind subsided, Mace opened with a refreshed feel to herself and looked as the sun hung in one last flash of glory turning the skies orange, yellow and red as if it was all aflame, set against the reflecting glass sea below as far as the eye could see.
Turning and walking into the city of Junon as the night rolled its velvet black and star spangled cloth over the world Mace headed down the more lively of streets, listening to the half drunken talking, shouting and other things. Glasses were being clinked and drunk from, those who couldn't handle it sat in a trance on the pavement as the amber glows from within seemed to invite a warming presence. That was except one place.
Walking through the streets, near to the docks themselves was one bar without light, door swung open with the moon lighting the path inside to the darkness. Mace walked into the doorframe, blocking out some of the light from the moon in the door she stepped inside, bottle rolling away from her the noise was enough for her to draw her trusty side arm and aim, tracking it through into the shadows Mace let out an annoyed grunt before reholstering and continuing inside.
As her eyes grew acustomed to the shadows and darkness the entire bar could be seen to be trashed. An old place full of broken glass, dusty chairs and tables and a large broken mirror behind the counter itself. Walking the length of the counter before reaching the middle Mace looked into the shattered reflection only to be hit instantly with a recall of her 'memory'.
The young girl again, crying out in pain, fear and for her to be saved, the Restrictor's shadow looming over her as the flickering and vague images became more and more intense. Mace dropped down to one knee, raising both hands to her head as her breathing became more intense, the pain she could almost feel before the screaming in her head seemed to echo all around....As she breathing laboured more the screaming stopped...It had been her. Had it been her all the time? No, Shelke had done it, the Tsviets had done it to her, it wasn't Mace's fault, none of it was real, none at all.
Resting a hand on the counter and halling herself up from her position Mace looked down at the handprint she had made from the dust before looking into the mirror once more. In a few moments contemplation she tried to varify the feeling that she had been here before, that maybe THIS could be home and the end to her searching. But there was nothing, not a drop of evidence to suggest this was home, Mace remembered nothing, not even a small vision of ever living in such a place like this, the foreign nature of Junon itself was enough to make her know she was a girl out of place.
Walking to the exit of the bar she turned back to the shadows before letting out a sigh of dissapointment. Walking into the streets however it was now a new story. Heading back into the town's main street all the lights were out, people no longer around and no noise could be heard all but the tides in the distance making a ghostly lapping at the shore like a dog wanting to come in from the rain. Reaching one hand inside her cape to the handle of her gun Mace scanned the area with her eyes, not saying a word, waiting for the impossible to make itself known.
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Post by nero on Sept 15, 2009 14:49:30 GMT -5
A very dark portal opened up right in front of Mace. This dark portal was moaning very loudly. A man slowly walked out of the portal with ease. He had on a very simple attire. It consisted of a black straight jacket, black pants and boots. On the sides of the pants are blue lines. On the sides of the sleeves are blue lines as well. He had on a very interesting mask. It covered almost his whole face.
His eyes were a red cat color which made his attire look even more chaotic. The most frightening thing about his appearance is his metal wings. Those wings act as some type of trade mark for him. This man's very name is Nero the Sable. He is the second strongest in all of DeepGround. Suddenly, his cat like eyes locked on to Mace. This girl seemed very familiar to him. "Ah. So we meet again." Nero remembered who she was.
"There is no need to pull out that gun." Nero said rather smoothly. He took another step closer and looked Mace deeply in the eyes. "Omega must be revived. Do you wish to help?" At this point Nero really needed the help. The moaning portal slowly started to close. Once it was gone so was the very moaning. "DeepGround members must stick together." He said in a somewhat convincing tone. Nero would protect Mace no matter what.
Well, that is if she joins him. On the other hand, if she does not join him, she will suffer the consequences. DeepGround members must stay together, or they will all die out. Hopefully, the other leaders will come back as well. Nero slightly tilted his head to the side and a few lights turned on. Nero was going to make everything work. If he could just get Mace to join him everything will go smoother. She may not be the strongest ally.
However, even having the weakest of allies will help in any type of situations. With the darkness came the cold breeze which gently moved around. Nero's hair slightly swayed to the left and then the right. "Now what is your choice?" He said very calmly. Waiting was the new thing he had to do. It was probably the only way that could get him a new ally. Everyone else shuns him out. Hopefully, Mace will not.
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Post by anon on Sept 15, 2009 15:00:30 GMT -5
Nero the Sable, brother to Emper-...Weiss the Immaculate. Even now with the hate she held for the Tsviets the sense of obeying was there, the want to follow orders and aid her superiors in any way. Really this man and his ilk were the closest that Mace had to a real family anywhere in the sense that she had been affiliated with them at some point in her life.
Looking at Nero's attire, blood red eyes and mask that topped off his own chaotic appearence he was intimidatingly flanked by those two wings of steel and power. Indeed the Sable had the power that maybe only seconded Weiss's raw skill and refined talent, but it was Nero that people FEARED more of the two, his pressence brought with it darkness, death and insanity as was reflected in the jacket he wore and the whole ensamble.
Sticking together......Was he mad? Sure it hadn't been Nero's direct fault, in fact he had been imprisoned the entire time that Mace had been manipulated by Shelke although she had come to believe that all the members knew to a certain degree. But Mace stayed her hand from her weapon, standing in the faded and half battered glory of the Restrictor's cape she felt all of a sudden very cold and...inadequet, a feeling that had her back in Sector 0 when she had been crushed in all ways but death.
"You betrayed me." She said simply, straightening herself up trying not to look into those eyes which made her blood begin to freeze in fear, "All of the Tsviets betrayed me to die after I freed you. Is that sticking together? To leave Deepground SOLDIERs to die?" Each word that Mace spoke was edged with a yearning to return, the shadows and the environment of Deepground, not being alone any longer was a powerful tool and knowingly or not Nero had used it in a few simple words....Stick Together.
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Post by nero on Sept 15, 2009 15:28:33 GMT -5
"There all gone." He said in somewhat of a soothing tone now. It was true. All the members but himself and Mace were completely gone. Not even Weiss was around. When would they all coming back, he has no idea. "It is, as though they vanished from our universe." Once he was done talking the silence began to grow. There was not even one sign of any other humans. It was obviously because it was now night time right?
Once the darkness came about all the little boys and girls would simply go home. Why is everyone so afraid of the dark? It is only an entity that wants to be loved. 'They' need to stop loving the light and start loving the dark. "Join me now. So you will never be deceived again." Did Nero mean those words? Actually, he did somewhat mean those very words. If she is willing to forget the past and aid him. Nero was going to make sure nothing bad happens to her.
In the past Nero had to betray Shelke in the process. By betraying their own member it lead to their down fall. Which lead to his death and Weiss being defeated. DeepGround could not have anymore betrayals anymore. "Deep Ground needs no more betrayals. We simply cannot let any more pest run around and cause a muck." Lately Nero had found himself trying to gain allies time and time again. It was just getting to hard these days.
At the moment, getting Genesis or that big guy to be allies was not going to happen. However, they were still going to be his benefits for later. Once Weiss arrives everything will be very smooth for him. The others need to make their arrivals as well. If they don't it was going to be hard to revive Omega. Earlier he had collected many souls before Vincent had to show up and ruin all his fun. Thankfully, those black creatures help as well.
Only good things could come out of this for Nero. Well, that is what he is hoping for. Any child or adult that walks around tonight will be devoured by his darkness. After all he needs more souls for Omegas revival once and for all! Once get obtains enough Souls and Hearts, he will be able to summon Omega, whenever he wants. He would have unlimited access to power far beyond his wildest dreams. However, Nero could less about the beings in his way.
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Post by anon on Sept 15, 2009 15:42:34 GMT -5
No more betrayal. Although every mental logical thought told Mace to stay away from this entirely some unknown compulsion said otherwise. Was it a heart of wanting someone to stand beside in battle, before Mace had Usher even though he hadn't really been standing just the moral support with someone or something there to say something assuring. Nero was offering what sounded like a new Deepground entirely, a new start not just for her but the people involved in what had happened, to revive Omega and bring about the ending of Gaia...maybe there would be more than that though? Destroying the world with an ally or to face the dark alone.
Looking around the planet was dying to the eye; the Mako scars on the landscape, constant treats and wars as well as the growing greed of man. Is this the Gaia that Mace wanted to let survive under its own stagnation? A world where only a few held it together when evil struck, those few who take up the cause by blade by crushing and by steel to rescue those they could. Maybe Omega was needed...Not as a way to end the lives of many but to save the souls of all here. The thinking behind it would be logical and the ultimate victory over the very evil that devours the planet with each passing day.
"No more betrayals...Stick Together." Repeating the words out loud to her Mace finally came to be able to look into Nero's eyes. For the reasons unknown she felt as if they contained a limitless number of taken souls, that although he was in control Nero wasn't just himself but Legion to hundreds of others. Pure darkness. Darkness refined. Darkness controlled.
"Deepground must stick together, there are so few of us left." Mace nodded, agreeing to the proposal and in a way signing her soul over to the devil in the form of becoming comitted to Omega's revival. But her logic was simple; there were few that endured the rule of the Restrictor, fewer that endured the Deepground rise to power and the conflict in Kalm. With the Tsviets and Deepground together Mace could relate to someone, to a cause and mission in life. Family of Shadows.
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Post by nero on Sept 15, 2009 16:08:06 GMT -5
Nero was very happy when he saw Mace give him a nod. This nod was going up and down. Which means yes I will join you. "So you've made a wise choice." Finally he had gained one being to aid him. "Now. You must help me find more souls in this area." Nero that she would know what he wants them for. After all they need their souls to bring back back Omega. Once Omega is alive no one could mess with them at all.
"Once we collect their souls it will be our time to leave." Nero was certain in time they would gain more members again. It was only down to them both. Chaos was about to break loose in this area completely. Nero's darkness was the only thing which could bring back omega. So all the humans must be eat alive by his darkness. "Mace. Stray away from it." Nero meant stay away from his darkness. He did not want Mace getting devoured.
Obviously, he knew that Mace would catch on rather quickly. They could not let these pesky humans run around simply unchained. Now it was his turn to wait once more. He could feel his darkness wanting to be released. Nero's darkness was alive that is why it was rather special. His darkness you could say loves him. For it slowly takes the lives of others but leaves him unharmed. However, Vincent manages to escape it each time.
The vampire was the only creature which could stop him. If his brother was around things would be different. Nero is on par with Vince. Though Weiss is much higher than both. Allowing Weiss his given rank. Today Nero was getting his way currently. Which means all the souls, here will be his! This is something that really makes Nero happier than normal. Everything was going to go smoother with Mace on his side.
(Sorry for the bad post.)
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Post by anon on Sept 16, 2009 10:49:02 GMT -5
[No worries ^_^]
As Nero gave Mace her orders she nodded in agreement, yet all the time the darkness and shadow that seemed to try and break free of Nero at every chance was nearly hypnotic, almost beckoning her to her own demise Mace was entranced by the noise and the look of it. True, she had been attacked by Nero's darkness once before and had been left unable to speak for some time afterwards, but it had been sort of....warm and comforting, like being wrapped in a blanket with a blindfold on, both unnerving and relaxing at the same time.
When she was told to stay away instantly Mace's reaction was to want to taken by the very shadows that caused so many to fear Nero himself, in a very drug-like way she felt that surviving had brought her closer to shadow and darkness than any other event in Deepground. Nero hadn't been a main part of her manipulation, locked up like an animal because the Restrictor felt threatened, maybe if Nero had been under the instruction of his brother he could have taken down Vincent Valentine himself and not met with his own end.
Such was the irony and advantage of hindsight; to see the mistakes and situations in the past and figure that doing something a different way would lead to a positive outcome. Mace walked from Nero, opening one of the doors to the bars she saw no-one inside. Impossible! Only minutes ago this place had been packed out with people, running back across the street into another bar it too was deserted. For a moment she felt a shiver run down her spine as she turned to look at Nero.
"There is no-one.....Not a trace." Mace instantly suspected Nero of being the cause of it, but there could also be several other reasons. Reaching to her hip she drew her gun and let it lie lazy in her right hand by her side as Mace's eyes carefully the rooftops of the street and into the darkness at street level itself before looking to Nero, "What happened here?"
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Post by nero on Sept 16, 2009 15:52:47 GMT -5
Right away Nero watched Mace run into a few bars. She simply stated that there was no one around. Suddenly, she pulled out her guns and looked around slightly. "Perhaps those black creatures made them vanish?" The ground started to rumble wildly and the wind started to pick up. Two rather large heartless appeared behind Nero.
Slowly, he turned around and saw two giant Dark Sides. "So they have grown?" Normally he spots the smaller heartless. Which would explain why he said what he said. The straps then unhooked and his hands were free. Right away his darkness created his black guns. If he wanted to he could use the hands on his wings to use the guns in his holsters. Suddenly, the Dark sides punched the ground creating a black portal.
Tons of shadows and Neo shadows started to poor out. Nero was quite amazed on how the heartless managed to reach this planet. Hopefully, a Wyrm would not appear. Nero believed the Wyrms to be way more fierce than any being. Mainly, because the Wyrms were dragons that were rather fat and such. They also do not die so easily. "So they want to dance." The time to fight was now.
(I'm just loosing it today. Sorry for the short and sloppy post.)
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Post by anon on Sept 17, 2009 11:42:27 GMT -5
Creatures of shadow? And they weren't Nero's doing? Something definately not right with this situation, Mace had little knowledge of the black creatures, she had seen one once before but nothing amazingly substantial like what they were stood before now. Aiming her gun up at the shadow creatures then to the smaller ones that appeared from their own darkness, firing as some came closer to her they dissapeared in black clouds. Very strange indeed as they obviously weren't from this world, there weren't any feinds that Mace could think that could be a type of creature to these.
Continuing without moving from her spot the 'Heartless' began to get closer to her, slowly walking back as she aimed and fired at each one in turn she looked up to the eyes of the collosus sized creatures, their yellow eyes and strength was incredible. Eyes shifting to look at Nero, Mace felt that if any of the two could take them down it would be him, all she could do was provide support for his power.
Strengthening her resolve mentally Mace increased her firing rate, picking off creatures around Nero and drawing more towards herself, hopefully the Sable would know what to do with these creatures and quickly, Mace was talented but she wasn't sure if she could keep up this rate of fire and manouvering indefinately.
(Forgive the short length please)
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Post by nero on Sept 17, 2009 12:04:53 GMT -5
Right away Mace started to shoot at the smaller heartless. A dark portal of his own opened up. It started to moan rather loudly. Besides that it started to take in heartless for itself. Nero's darkness was devouring some of the heartless. This was a very good thing for Nero and Mace. For now more hearts and souls were being collected. Just from the black creatures. So how was he going to take out the dreaded Dark sides? They were much more difficult to fight.
Within a second Nero vanished when he reappeared, he was above one of the giant heartless. His black guns aimed downwards on the heartless. In two seconds, he started to rapidly fire at the dark sides. The bullets managed to hurt the first Dark side. Nero could tell from its massive swinging. Right away it tried to attack him and managed to hit him. Its hand just smacked him to the ground with such force.
Only a few short moments passed until Nero reappeared besides Mace. He had a total of twenty small scratches on his body combined. "They give us their hearts." Nero said softly. Slowly, he raised his guns to the eyes of the dark side. Once he fired the bullets went in and out. Thus blinding the one dark side. It wildy started to flail its arms all about. In the end it wound up rapidly attacking the other dark side causing it to die.
That heart it released went right for the portal. "Shall we end this dance?" Nero looked over to Mace and then started to shoot. Each shadow and Neo shadow was dying in one shot. Mainly, because Nero was shooting them all between the center of their eyes. This was all going to end very soon. Mace just had to finish off the dark side. Then they would finish off the heartless and leave this area, for the time being. So far, they collected a lot of hearts.
(Its ok. Sorry for my posting well being dull. x.x)
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Post by anon on Sept 17, 2009 19:29:27 GMT -5
Watching Nero fight it seemed spooky, almost ghostly in the way it was done with enerring accuracy and style he took down one of the creatures himself without so much as letting out a grunt or cry for anything. Humbled by the experience Mace had been having a tough time to be honest against the smaller Heartless that kept coming until Nero landed near her, cuts across his body he was unnervingly cool, calm and seemed majorly not bothered about being slamed by a creature that size. Then again being Tsviet you came to expect tough situations and even tougher punishment, Nero seemed to know more about punishment than others though.
Looking to the one remaining giant Heartless Mace took a deep breath before darting forwards, firing at it's head the whole time she leapt up onto its hand and ran up the length of the arm, firing all the way she leapt up from the arm to the shoulder, avoiding a blast of energy in the process, firing from her position Mace felt as if she was being crushed by the shadow from the Heartless, gritting her teeth in pain she let out a yell as she leapt up to the top of the head of the Dark Side Heartless, pointing the gun down she fired a bullet straight through the head destroying the creature as Mace jumped down to the ground. Knees bent, one hand pressed flat to the ground as she landed Mace looked up to the Dark Side as it screamed and writhed in its last attempt to stay alive but ultimately it was destroyed. Looking across to Nero who was effortlessly dispatching the last of the Heartless left over she wondered what he thought about this....The hearts would be useful, but Mace wasn't as expert as he was in how to use them.
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Post by nero on Sept 18, 2009 13:56:03 GMT -5
Nero watched Mace gracefully take out the dark side. He noticed she took some damage. He even herd her scream from when she got hit. "Our time is up in this dreary town." The moaning portal suddenly vanished and appeared right behind Nero. Another dark portal opened up but on the left hand side of him. The new portal was just normal darkness.
A dark ring appeared in Nero's hand. Suddenly, he tossed it over to Mace. "Tap it twice and I will arrive." He said in the most soothing voice. This was going to be a way of communication for the two of them. He only took a couple of steps backwards. So now only his face was sticking out of the moaning portal. "Use the portal to travel anywhere you wish." With that he pulled his face back and the moaning portal closed.
Nero left the thread~
(Heh short thread. Our characters will meet again!)
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Post by anon on Sept 20, 2009 9:23:11 GMT -5
Catching the dark gift from Nero, to her it just looked like a dark trinket but she knew that it could be so much more since it came from the master of shadow himself. Tapping it twice to get Nero's attention could both be a blessing and a curse, Mace supposed that he either trusted her a lot or that he wanted to be able to get in contact with her.
Before Mace could look up to ask anything of Nero he was gone, leaving behind a shadowy portal for her to travel to another world. Thinking for a moment Mace was entranced by the wirling oblivion that sat there in the ether, mysterious as the creatures that spawned from it yet useful to those who knew how to wield it to their whim.
Putting the ring on her finger slowly Mace felt a freezing sensation run all along her arm, over her body and finishing at her face causing her to shudder. Taking a deep breath she thought about anywhere she could go from here. There was a host of stars and worlds out there, people from all over and numerous clues to who Mace was, there had to be...Walking forwards gingerly Mace reached the portal and reached a hand out, feeling the cold of darkness she closed her eyes and stepped through.
~ Mace has left the thread~
(Admin can delete now. I'll send the message ^_^)
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