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New Ownership
« Thread Started on Feb 1, 2006, 5:09pm »

Polgara walked up a long forgotten path through the forest. Then as the forest started to thin out she looked seeing what she had come looking for, she stopped and looked at the Mantion. It was now hers, Damien had brought it but he had given it to her. For the first time she felt liked she belonged somewhere. Yes it was going to need a lot of hard work but she didn't mind much it would then truly be hers and it would hold her mark on it. She then started walking again heading to the front door. She had seen the inside before. But that time she went in through the back, she had tried to run away from it all but with the guidance of a lost friend she stayed. She put one of her daggers in the same place she had with one round the back breaking the chain that was wrapped round the door handles and walked in to the Grand Entrance

Grand Entrance:

It was huge, big enough to hold everyone in Endormi tenfold. As you walked to the middle of the room and looked up you would be looking into the huge dome alcove that made of part glass and marble stone, it was covered in moss and other bits of derby from its long neglect so it now only gave in a greenish light now but it stood around twenty stories high. the room also had two staircases that lead round the walls heading up to the next floor only then to lead up to another for the higher floors. The floor was made of a white marble as were the walls, the staircases had a red carpet running along the middles. As soon as she walked into the place a bleeding affect came across it and it started to clean it's self up and start to look new.
She walked up the stairs and down one of the halls knowing exactly where it was she was heading the same room she had been in before.

Pol's New Bed Room:

She opened the door again, that same dusty smell coming to her it made her pull and small not long lived smile. She walked in and closed the door behind her, she lent back on the door and it started to have the same bleeding affect to it. the whole of the door started to take on that freshly vanished oak wood look to it, she walked over to the bed dropping her bag on the floor, this also had now taken on a new look to it. She fell on the bed and closed her eyes taking in the same old dusty sent. she crawled into the middle of the huge bed again, she grabbed at the sheets as tears started to roll down her cheeks, she was in pain of losing Damien and because of everything that was happening thought the house she was starting to grow drained and all of her emotional barriers where starting to drop. She finally slept but her dreams where full of Damien and every conversation she had had with him reliving every emotion. Even as she slept her emotions of what had happened.

((okay so hears the HUGE time jump... look at it this way.. I can't be asked to go into how every room looks in the place so yer... just look at it this way she went round and "put her mark" on the house...))

It was dark, that only reminded her more of him “live… you will live” he had told her, yes she was living but it was a hollow existence, she wondered around the house he had given her. The only sound that filled it was music, be it from the huge speakers that amplified the sound waves through out the house or the deep vibrations of the stings of her violin. Tonight it was the latter; she was standing in the moonlight with the bow in her hand. It was a deep emotional harmony she was playing it filled the surrounding forest, the trees themselves to bend in on the some what depressing song. It seemed to her that there was no joy in her life. The bliss had been taken, far from her. A distance she could never cross he wasn’t going to come back. She knew this and it made the pain cut deep to her soul. They had done it to her again and this time they mocked her, “you will be rewarded soon enough” the tune then changed harder with more anger. If she had any real power she would go back just to kill every last one of them slowly and put them through the closes to the pain they had put her through. Tristan had gotten away. She would have her way with his end. She had killed him once; she loved him then now well… everything had changed. She sighed lowering the bow in her delicate finger tips. She walked back into the house into the room she had stayed in when he had owned this place. She didn’t know it then. She placed the violin agents the door frame. She then walked over to the CD player turning it on the soothing dappled bass tones of one of her newly found songs ran through the house and into the surroundings house, then the vocals kicked in the of Chester Bennington fills the house. His serene yet antagonistic voice filled her ears, it calmed her for a short time but she then walked through the house heading for the kitchen. Once in the kitchen the lyrics “I can’t replace you screaming face ran through the house” it was true she couldn’t forget the face of Damien. She opened the fridge and pulled out a jar. It was one of those normal screw top jars, she opened it. Its cool liquid seemed as though it was going to spill but it didn’t. She then lifted it to her lips drinking deeply from it, she turned and kicked the door shut and then walked through the hose, the track changed Change (in the house of flies) – Deftones, it was some what fitting considering what was happening to her. Her need for that fix only blood could give her had grown and with that she had grown in ways others would have thought imposable. For she was now a new bred of Fallen both the gods and Tristan had seen to that. She was a hybrid of a Demon vampire those who kill for the pleasure of feeling the victims dieing slowly and they get a kick from the blood that they get addicted to unlike normal vampires that need it to live, and that of one of the highest assassin angels. She also has the knowledge of her past life/s. she then walked to a set of large doors. She opens them to show a half empty room. The only things in there was sparing dummies, there was also a group of hanging sand bags. There was two sets of wardrobes, when she opens them the room brightens slightly the moonlight hit the metal of the wide array of weapons. She had what seemed to be every type of weapon you could think of, and of course there were mostly daggers in the one she had opened. She picked yup a couple of then and walked to the middle of the room as she did so the track changed again Cold - Static X. the room seemed to vibrate, and she then went down into a crouching position and looked to one of the walls there was a switch, it flicked as she looked at it and then the room came alive. All of the dummies came flying towards her. She cut her way through them all and worked her way from one end of the room and back again. Practicing all of her old moves from before she fell. She had found a sudden urge to do so since she had started drink more blood. By the end of the CD [*cough* for those of you who couldn’t see the link Queen of the d**ned Soundtrack*cough*] she had cut everything to peaces and there were sand trails all over the floor. She stood in the middle of the room panting lightly; a small smile came across her face when she felt something coming close to the house. She flicked the daggers up under then back of her now slightly sweaty shirt and walked out of the room flicking the switch with her now empty hand. She walked silently through the house on bear feet. She headed to her room, once here she walked over to the CD player again changing the CD. And so the whole house was set in a blasé of music again, Disturbed - Meaning of Life was the fist track on this one. She then left her room and headed down into the main entrance where she could now sense the entity was heading. Once there she jumps up and lands quietly on the side of the twenty story high dome. She watched from there quietly hiding in the darkness. The door opens into the main entrance, and a tall figer walks in. she looks down with a gin on her face it showed a pair of fangs she knew who it was. He looked up into the dome the moonlight falling across his features perfectly; it would seem Tristan was back. He walked into the middle of the hall, she saw him from the sides for she was now standing back on the floor. “wow nice place she’s got going for her now…” he muttered to himself, she laughed out loud and as he looked over to where the sound came from as he looked back he found Pol standing right in front of him with a evil looking grin and her eyes where a ghostly looking bluely white color. They where so cold and empty it truly frightened him enough to back away from her. “Hello Tristan” she said in a cold and very dry sounding voice. He flinched as she spoke, “Urm… hello” he replied in a quite voice, there once was a time when he thought she had no power over him but ever since Damien had been taken from her he could since that she had changed grown stronger. She smiled at him and then tilted her head at him. “what ya here for?... would have thought what happened before would have knocked some sense into you…” she then licked her lips “oh well guess I will just have to kill you this time…” she said as if it was nothing, for that was what it was to her now… nothing… she jumped on him giving him hardly a chance to get his self ready to defend himself. The song changed Violence Fetish – Disturbed, she had one of her daggers in her hand as he pushed her off of himself. She landed on her feet like a cat would if it had been dropped from a height. She tilted her hand at him and grinned as she looked at him. His neck and his face had cuts all over them and he was starting to bleed. That only made her grin more, he looked at her with horror in his eye he then looked round the hall looking for a way out. He looked to the doors he came through but she shook her head. He then ran down one of the other halls leading deep into the house. She grins “oh I do love it when they run ” she said out loud, She then runs after him. If anyone was close enough in the forest a deafening screams could be heard and after about an hour the music stopped and that same maniacally violin sound filled the air around the house.

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

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Re: New Ownership
« Reply #1 on Feb 6, 2006, 9:07pm »

polgara stoped playing and looked at the forest. something was happening, she could feel it on the air. she turned and walked back into the house the thing was as she did so she started to walk on blood. the pleasure of the kill had faded, now she was just back to being numb, she placed the violin down by the door again and walked over to her bed. she layed down on it her hands falling on her chest and stomach. then she felt that her shirt was slightly damp and then the smell of blood came to her attention. it was her own this time. "bastard got me" she muttered to herself before she coved her eyes with her arm. as she did so the CD player turned it's self on Incubus - The Warmth. it's said wales are supposed to help people sleep they didn't her, it felt like she hadn't slept in years. well not like she truely wanted to. every time she closed her eyes she was was left in a world of white light. Brandon Boyd's vocals filled the house and she sighs she roles onto her side, closing her eyes. once more her world was felled with a bright white light. the music was all she hurd untill she couldn't stand staring into the light, she opend her eyes and looked into the blackness of her room, the song changed, In My Room - Incubus. she sat up and put her head in her hands, after a time she sighed and stood up, she walked to the door and opend it walking down the hall, she wonderd the house for a lng time not really knowing what to do with her self the music playing in the background. she could tell something was going to happen, she felt it with every moment that went by. something in her was trying to scream it to her but everything else muted it out. she stoped and looked out of one of the windows out over to the forest surrounding the house. something was out there, that much she knew.

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Re: New Ownership
« Reply #2 on Feb 6, 2006, 9:41pm »

[Through the dark woods a silent wisper blew on the winds, wandering in between the trees towards a small clearing, feeling up the winged creature standing there As the Angel straightened her hair back behind her ears. She opened her eyes and looked upon the kneeling soul before her.]

Angel: Tristan, as your life has ended the deal you made with heaven has come full circle, you have done us valuable services, you delivered Damien into our hands through your manipulation of the Fallen, and now you have turned her heart cold again, soon she will seek us out.....And now your reward, rise, rise and bask yourself in the glorious light of heaven and cast away your Demonic side, join the quires of Angel among us.

Tristan:[still kneeling] From the bottom of my soul I thank thy....[Thinking] I will join heaven Pol, I will become an angel and when you return to them I will be waiting, waiting to embrace you again, once again you shall be mi....

[A wierd sensation ran through him, like an echoe roaring from the depths of his soul out. As he looked up he found the angel looking down at him terrified, a second echoe, but this one different, This one brough pain, he screamed, again and again and again as his soul tore apart, the echoes becoming more frequent with every second and everytime the pain intensified. The Angel stared in terror as Tritans soul tore appart, his skull splitting open, arms and legs breaking and his essense spilled out. Breaking down ever so slowly, breaking him down into a pulled of essense that slowly broke and vanished into thin air. On the planar winds his screams kept echoing fer centuries to come. As he was gone the Angel, turned and drew it's sword looking for the scourse of this horrible event. She froze, in the outskirts of the woods hald cloaked in shadows waist up stood a being, in the dark it's eyes glowed yellow. Fear crept in on her as she felt something wet dripping in her lip. Bringing her shaking hand up and touched her lip and brough it to her eyes she saw blood, the sensation came to her, liquid was flowing from every opening in her body.
The being took one step towards bringing more light to it but most of it's upper half still covered. Blood started flowing out from under her every nail as she vomited her content of her stomach out over her dress.
Ever so slowly the being stepped closer, and with every step her body crumbled more. She wanted to scream but her voice had failed her long ago. Still she managed to wisper]

Angel:.....D-death......raider.......

[Out from the last of the shadows stepped the brown haired man that had desented upon the plains of Endormi no more than 25 minutes ago.
No more had the words escaped her throat and she laid sight upon him before her flesh from mouth to ears tore open and her entire lower jaw fell off, from her now open throat escaped a horrible sound that would have been a scream if she still had a throat to make it with. As with Tristan, just more violantly her body broke appart spilling intestines, meat, brain mass over the grass beneath her has her body was turned to a bloody pile. In a small cyanide flash a scream echoed through the void as her soul rode from the physical form towards the heavens, but in a soul shattering pain she was stooped, as she looked down her eyes widening, inbetween her breasts the intire way into the core of her soul was Raiders hand gripping her souls flame, holding her back.]

Raider: What?

[His voice was like the soundbarrier breaking, it carved into her, and this time she had no trouble screaming, she grabbed his arm and tried oulling it out, but he strengthed his grip around her essence and all she could do was scream.]

Raider: You really thought that I'd just destroy your physical body and just let you desent to the heavens to be restored?.... [He tightened the grip on the flame and she screamed, Her astral wings burst into flames scorching them away] ...Unlike that good hearted Damien whom you so fears..... [almost crushing the flame and the wings exploded and her soul began to fade away.] ....I have no Mercy, your soul will join that lowlife demon on the planar void between excistances. You will loose yourself, not truely alive but not dead, your essense will be spread and you will excist for all time living in the pain which you died from [an insane glimt came to his eyes as a wide grin crossed his face] Have a nice excistance.

[In on movement his fist closed and the result was violent, the soul screamed as it imploded in an awesome cyanide flash. As it faded away a low chuckle could be heard, Raider stood back, insanity had now fully gripped his eyes, his head hanging, but as his head rose the chuckle grew to laughter, a deep madening laughter, his laughter echoed out through the void and in a violent storm the area around tore open, earth cracking and splitting, ((Like this [image]

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trees falling apart as if they had been cut, but just as it was about to get worse black symbols lit up on his throat and on his wrists and ancles. Dark Energies engulfed his body and he screamed in pain before falling to his knees.] [image]

Dark voice: Kenneth! That's enough, you were not send here to destroy this world.

Kenneth:[coughing before standing up again, cold voice] Thank you Lord Dark for stopping me, [sarcastic] I nearly lost it there....

Dark:[voice in Kenneth's head] this is excatly the reason why I placed those seals upon you before you left Dark World, if not this world would have been gone now.

Kenneth:[spitting] So? I don't see what damien found so f.ucking interesting here.

Dark: I already told you why? Damien placed this planet on his allied list which means we are obligated to safekeep it not destroy it.

Kenneth: Shut up Dark, I know it, My loyality to Damien is boundless, if not this world...[wicket grin] and you aswell would have sieced to excist long ago.

Dark: Is that so? Let me tell you something. Though Damien is locked away right now I am still here in Dark World watching over things. If anything happens to Endormi due to you, believe me the "mercy" you just showed those two souls [voice going deep and cold] will be of no comparesence to the one Damien will bestow upon you when he breaks free of Nova three no matter how many centuries it will take.

[An expression of fear creeped over Kenneth's face as he swallowed hard, but only for a second then it went back to it's careless self.]

Kenneth: Yeah yeah yeah, whatever, I took care of things here let's just got grab that packade, where was it again?

Dark: at the cemetary.

Kenneth:[walking into the woods again] Let's go grab whatever it is....

((Whenever Dark speaks it is only his voice and it is only inside the head of Kenneth/Raider, noon else can hear it))

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Re: New Ownership
« Reply #3 on Feb 6, 2006, 9:54pm »

((kk right.... not for the reply lol... but heres the thing... don't know how to reply to that one.... cool post tho ^_~))

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Re: New Ownership
« Reply #4 on Feb 7, 2006, 4:59pm »

then the sound hit her, screaming. t first only one voice then two, it reverbuated through the house. she knew who one of them belonged to, she had hurd it before Tristan. she had been the one that inflicked the pain the first time, but this was differant, harsher. then the other sream ran through the house, this was female and she didn't know who it belonged to. the hair on the back of her neck stood on end when they ran through the house, she shiverd at the sound closeing her eyes. it then faided after a time but she knew that those screams would never seces they were sent to a eturnaty of pain. she didn't mind so much... he deserved it. she then walks back into her room turning off the CD player. she walks to the window in her room and looked out to the forest leaning on the window frame. she looks over in the direction of Endormi, she then closed her eyes the same world of light filled her vision. she hated it... when she opend her eyes she was once more greated with darkness. she sighed, and walked over to her wardrobe. she opens it and pulls out a black shirt and black jeans. she then gets changed and grabs her long leather coat out of the same wardrobe. she then walks to the window grabing her Violin as she does so. she then opens the window, the cold night air hits her and fills the room making it take on a empty harsh feeling to it. she roles her shoulders, she hadn't used her wings in a long time, she knew it was going to be pain full. she winsed as the skin on her shoulder blades gave way to her wings as they unfoled. the same smell and sensation of blood roleing down her back hit her. she jumped out of the window her wings lifting her off over the forest heading for Endormi again.

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