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Post by sr9jes on Oct 23, 2009 20:03:50 GMT -5
After turning his sights back to the boy he laughed in content. It appeared to him that he was trying to find a way out of the maze by memorizing the halls. However, that would be a near impossible feat. Once every 3 hours, for security reasons, his superiors had decided to change the layout of the halls. The only thing that changed the same in the entire facility were the doors. One simply had to know the layout that they had chosen. Grinning again, he dismissed the mist and stood up. Stretching a bit, he sighed and walked out the door. He decided to talk to Nocchi.
Most of his days were spent like this. Watch those that needed to be watched, and when finished, talk to Nocchi. It was his daily routine, it was going to be for a while.
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fucker is not getting out of there without him ^^
Vince:..... right...
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Post by Whateversam on Oct 23, 2009 20:12:22 GMT -5
i realeased that. u wouldnt' let me escape. that's why i figured it would pointless, but alex is already a hard head idiot so it works
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Alex sighed and decided to give it up. There was no point in trying to find the cafeteria. He just couldn't figure out where these people had put it. He decided to head back to where he started. He went back the exact same way he came, but couldn't find the door. He knew he went back the same way he went too. He sighed and continued walking. They did change the layout of the building after all. He started looking for the room.
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Just 4 the record I might add somewhat of a plot twister in this because well its my rp afterall and i can do what i want with it. so yeah. it will piss you off pretty badly though. I'm gonna make u work and think but i need to no b4 i start anything, it has been about 4 weeks since he found out he was the lord of darkness right? just an estimation.
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Post by sr9jes on Oct 23, 2009 20:23:18 GMT -5
" Hey kid, over here."
Grinning, Nocchi watched as the confused boy spun around and cautiously walked over to him.
" Just so you know, there are other people here. Walk to the right of the end of this hall and keep going left until you reach a a gold looking door with about 4 to 10 guards outside of it. That's your place, kiddo."
Grinning, he patted his head and grinned. Quickly, he spun on his heel and began to walk backwards.
" By the way, if you ask one of the guards, they'll get you some food."
As he was about to reach the silver stairway, he let his heel reach through the empty air and disappear into the dark hole that he had conjured up.
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Vince stared in amusement as Nocchi appeared from the ceiling and flipped midair. Like an acrobat, he landed on his feet in front of Vince.
" Tadaa~"
Closing the book he had been reading, Vince sighed and walked up to his friend.
" You, my friend, need to stop bringing attention to yourself."
" Hey, it works for me, 'kay?"
Grinning, Nocchi plopped himself down into the chair near Vince and began a friendly conversation.
He was the only one able to peirce the cold shell of the demon.
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Post by Whateversam on Oct 23, 2009 20:48:20 GMT -5
lol.
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Alex was still somewhat bewildered but took the man's advice. He reached the end of the hall and took a left. The man was right! There was a gold door with a whole lotta guards guarding it. Alex had no idea who that man was though. Would find out eventually though. He sighed and walked through the door. He laid down. He was tired and bored. There was nothing to do in this place.
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so is it about 4 weeks?
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Post by soulmusician on Oct 24, 2009 11:43:16 GMT -5
about.
i guess.
yeah, about a month
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Post by Whateversam on Oct 24, 2009 11:48:53 GMT -5
okay. so. b4 i post it i want both ur consents. because it would mean like 10 times more work 4 me and rue. It wouldn't affect you as much. so... yeah. because i was thinking of something along the lines the following.
So. After you find out that you are the lord of darkness and you have found your sword, the power of darkness begins to release from within you. Once it reaches its full ability its nearly onstoppable. That should be a long way off though. But that also means that a lot of the darkness had been released inside Alex. He had absolutely no idea how to control it though. This could be a problem and right now he doesn't have a teacher to help him. Therefore the darkness would start taking over his body and he would be in pain and all that stuff. So yeah. That's the basics of it. So yeah. Your consent would be useful. If you don't like the idea I won't do it, but I might do something else if you guys like it.
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Stephanie had finally made it to their house. She didn't want to come back to this place without Alex, but if it was going to help Alex, she was willing. She walked up to the door and beckoned for her uncle to follow. She summoned her courage and knocked on the door. They waited for a few minutes and no one came. She knocked louder, but still no one came to open the door.
Her uncle asked, "Are they not home or do they just not want to answer?"
Stephanie replied, "They should be home. My parents don't leave without there wallets for anything either. They're still on the table. So that means they should be home. There not answering the door though. That's unlike them."
Her uncle sighed and tried the handle. The door opened. That was strange. He walked on in and began to look around. At that moment, their mom walked down the stairs.
"What the hell are you doing in my house?!?!" she screamed. She ran over to the corner to get the broom.
"Sorry ma'am," her uncle said respectively. "I wanna ask you something. I'm not here to steal anything but some of your time."
She wouldn't listen though. She came charging forawrd with the broom in her hand. She took a swing and hit him right across the face. Blood started drizzling from his face.
"Mom. Stop." Stephanie walked inside the house. "I brought him. He needs your help apparently."
"About what?" she questioned, catching her breath.
"He won't tell me. Says I wouldn't understand and that I shouldn't know. You're better off asking him."
The mom turned her attention towards the man. "What do you wanna ask me about?"
"Your Alex's blood mother right?"
Her face was struck in horror. "Are you from the police? What did he do wrong? Tell me! Please tell me!"
"Ma'am. I'm not from the police. Alex hasn't done anything wrong. He may be in more trouble than that in which you just stated though. And it's all my fault."
"It can't be," she croaked. "It wasn't supposed to be him. It was supposed to be his cousin. He's older! Alex shouldn't have this responsibility!" Tears were streaming down her face.
"Ma'am. It's too late. It's his job now. We can't take that away from him. We can help him though. And right now he needs all of our help. Please understand."
"How long has it been?"
"About a month," the uncle calmly responded.
"Has he... you know. Become familiar with it at all."
"No ma'am. That's the problem. That's why we need your help."
She began to weep harder. The uncle tried to soothe her. "It's okay. We can stop this if you help me. I need your help to prevent this from occuring."
She choked back the tears and questioned, "Does she know? About any fo this?"
He shook his head. She stood up straight and dried her eyes.
"Theres no need for me to be crying. I know who we could also use though. We should get going if we're going to get to them in time though."
They turned to leave, but the mother added a few last words. "Stephanie. Don't tell your father about any of this. Just say I went to visit a few of my relatives because something extremely urgent came up." She kissed Stephanie's forward. "I won't be back for a while. Just stay here and don't get into any trouble. I love you."
They ran out the door, knowing the future of the world now rested in their hands."
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This has nothing to do with the consent thing up above. so... don't worry. I'm not starting it yet without the consent of you guys.
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Post by soulmusician on Oct 24, 2009 16:16:02 GMT -5
you have my consent
but i'm gonna find a way to make Makenna more active in this.
you never told me if i could make her employer Alex's real dad's brother or Alex's real dad
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Post by sr9jes on Oct 24, 2009 16:37:20 GMT -5
sure, u have my consent
- feels she's going to regret it soon -
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Post by Whateversam on Oct 24, 2009 18:04:42 GMT -5
srry mary. forgot. it doesn't matter. both would b cool. and yes rue. u will regret this. *evil laugh echoing in background*
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Alex wanted something more. He didn't like being bored out of his mind. He wanted something to do. He wanted something to eat. He wanted to see his family. Even his father, whom he hated so much at the moment. He wanted something to read. He wanted something to watch. He wanted someone to talk to. He wanted something to practice. He just wanted something to do. He didn't want to be sitting there on the floor doing what he was doing now. Nothing. He got a little more than he bargained for though.
Alex got up and decided to walk towards the door and ask the guard if there was something he could play with. However, a pain creeped through his body. Slowly making its way, leaving every part of him hurting. He held back the scream that was slowly making its way up his throat. He started toward the door, but the pain just increase. Every second it grew stronger. Every second that passed made him hurt more. He couldn't bear it any longer and let out the scream. He fell to his knees. He clutched his stomache and tried not to cry. He couldn't move. He could barely even think. Alex had no idea what to do. He couldn't make it to the nurse and he couldn't even open his mouth to call for help.
The guards most have heard him scream, though. They busted down the toward, seeing the boy hunched over in so much agony. They had no idea what to do. Alex did though. The door was open and this was his chance. He tried getting up, but got forced back down by the pain.
"What is this pain?" he questioned himself.
"Boy. You can't figure out where I'm from?" an evil voice echoed through his mind.
"Who the hell are you?" he asked back.
"That's for me to know and for you to find out." And with that the voice left.
Alex had fallen unconcsious.
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"So where exactly are we going?" Michael (that's what im naming the uncle dude) asked.
Rebecca (mom's name) answered, "My sister and her son. They are more trained in the darkness than I am. They should help just as much."
"Shouldn't we find Alex first, though? He's the main priority. He could already be in the you know what stage which would be really bad for everyone."
She responded, "Even if we find Alex we would have no way of healing him or teaching him. We need my sister."
And with that they continued running towards their destination.
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Post by sr9jes on Oct 24, 2009 21:04:58 GMT -5
Vince dropped his dull eyes at the twitching body.
" Call for the medic to see if he can get some pain killers."
As he walked away, a sly grin eased across his face.
The show begins here.
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Post by Whateversam on Oct 25, 2009 18:33:27 GMT -5
Rebecca and Micheal had finally reached the house they had been looking for. Rebecca carefully stepped up to the door and knocked. They waited a moment and the door finally opened. The woman who opened the door grew a smile when she saw who knocked.
"Rebecca! I didn't think you'd be back for a while. What's up?"
"Nothing much Ashley. Just hanging I guess. Figured I would drop by and ask you something." She looked up to see what her sister's reaction would be when she said the last part. Ashley wasn't listening to her though. She was watching the man that lurked behind Rebecca. "It's okay. Michael's with me."
Ashley was now worried. "What is this question you are going to ask me?"
Rebecca noticed that her nephew had slipped behind Ashely to see what the commotion was about. She paid no attention to him though. "It's about Alex. We need your help. Badly."
She caught on pretty quick. "I knew it could never be my son. He just wasn't cut for and when he didnt' have a sword, I knew it wasn't meant to be. So... What is the problem exactly? Need a teacher?"
"Basicly." Rebecca replied. "He was told about you know what about a month ago. He sorta got kidnapped the day he found out and never got any practice on his powers. We fear it has happened."
Ashley was now in panic mood. "Where is he?"
Michael stepped up. "We now who took him, but we don't know where that who is."
"Do you have his sword? I can track him with that."
"Sorry don't have that either. We got it out of him, but than someone else took it. Even the who that took Alex doesn't know where the sword is."
"This is bad. It only works for him, the one he chooses, and the blood relatives correct?" Micheal nodded. "Does he have a evil relative? One that could use the sword?"
"Possibly," was Rebecca's reply. "It depends upon his father's side. My side is fine, but his is not. I'm not sure how far his side will go. I don't think he even knows he has a son though. If one of his relative's found out, they were most likely meddling in business they shouldn't have been."
Ashley turned back to Michael. "Is this sword powerful?"
"It was in the right position. I never bled just from holding the sheathe. (think thats how u spell it). It's just that dangerous."
She groaned and nearly sank to her knees. "Is it possible I can meet the boys father? Maybe than I can find out if one of his relative's have it."
Rebecca shook her head. "It's not possilbe. He got arrested when I was in my first week of being pregnant. Couldn't even break the news to him. I was gonna visit him and tell him, but the police wouldn't tell me. They said he was a horrible man and his whereabouts couldn't even been known. They wouldn't even let his own wife visit him. It was dreaded." She nearly broke down in tears.
Ashely sighed. "We're better off just trying to find Alex than. Who is the man that took him? We will start from there."
"Vince." Micheal cautiously replied. "My enemy."
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Post by sr9jes on Oct 26, 2009 16:05:06 GMT -5
As gently as he could, Vince opened his eyes without wincing. Easing up from his bed, he groaned as he remembered something that he wished he could've forgotten.
" Michael..."
Growling, he sunk down and mentally murdered the man.
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just.... yeah..
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Post by Whateversam on Oct 26, 2009 18:11:02 GMT -5
They all searched up and down. They searched right and left. They scanned half the world, but they could still not find Vince and Alex.
Ashely finally gave up and sat down on the bench (that just happens to be next to her). "We are getting nowhere. At this rate the world will be in ruin and destroyed and we still won't be able to find anything him. There has to be another way to find this kid. Or at least his sword so we can track him easier."
"There is no other way." Rebecca replied shaking her head. "The only way to Alex is Vince."
"Wrong." Ashley was all excited now. "You said his father might have a bad member of the family that would be skilled enough to take the sword. You said they wouldn't tell you where he was though. We should go there now and ask them about him. If they won't tell us, I'll make them tell us." Ashley smiled her evil smile and held up her fist.
"I don't think this is a good idea," warned Rebecca.
"It's the only thing we have left."
And with that, the three took off towards the neighbor prison.
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ABOUT 3 HOURS LATER.
Michael, Rebecca, and Ashley walked into the prison.
Rebecca walked up to the desk and asked, "I would like to see Peter Dembroski. (crapped up name. i no.)"
The guard looked up at her and nearly started crying from the laughter he was emitting. "No ones allowed to see that man. Everyone heres too afraid because of what he did."
"What'd he do that was soo freaking bad?" she asked, trying not to scream at him.
"There was a gang shoot out a couple of years back. That man took a single bow and arrow and killed off all of those thirty men in a blink of an eye. That's what he did miss. We folks down here don't even trust that man with his bare hands."
"You fucking bastards lie!" she screamed at the man. "He wouldn't hurt anybody unless they were planning to hurt his family. You all lie!"
Michael jumped up and held her back. Ashley stepped forward. "We will see that man." she beckoned towards her fist. "Or else."
The guard didn't seem like he was wet his pants scared, but he didn't seem as happy as he did earlier either. He didn't want to take the chance from this woman.
He quickly stood up and said, "Follow me."
Ashley was happy, but Rebecca was still shooting smoke. Michael had finally let go off her. They all followed after the guard.
Michael was looking around at the cells and the prisoners. The prison was dirty, nasty place. The walls were covered in slime and the odor hung in the air. He guessed these people have never heard of air freshner. The prisoners looked like they hadn't eaten in weeks and since they didn't have food trays, he guessed they didn't get dinner either. The prisoners had long stringy beards and nothing to shave them off with. Some were begging for freedom. Saying their time has been up for months and they have been stuck here against their will. Their were cockaroaches lining the walls. It even seemed like a few of the prisoners were dead. Some also seemed to be pretty emo. They were the ones with the knives and the pictures of death on there walls written in blood. Their blood.
The guard told him to ignore all these factors. Michael didn't see how this was possible though. THey went on farther though. Suddenly, they came to a halt. The cell looked like all the otheres. Matted and filthy. The prisoner was in a total different league though. He had a shaved beard. His hair wasn't destroyed and in everywhich way.
"He's not much different than the others, despite his appearance," said the guard. "He just found a shaver and a comb that the other prisoner before him had left behind."
"What about the food than?" asked Michael. "It actually seems as if he got some."
"All the prisoners get food. Its not too much though. THerefore, all the prisoners go through their meal pretty quickly. Some also have enough courage to give their food away. Usually all that food goes to him. Apparently that man said to all the other prisoners, "I'll bust you out of here. I just need my strength back first. Give me the rest of your food when you have leftovers." Some of the prisoners actually believed him, too. He said that about five years back though. Never got anyone of them out yet. And still, he gets food from the other prisoners."
Rebecca couldn't take the suspense anymore. "Just open the stupid door already."
The guard was taken back, but did what was asked of him. He walked over to the door and placed the key in the lock. It was as if Peter knew there was someone out there though. The moment the door was open, he sprung out and knocked out the guard. He took out the key and turned around to face the next intruders. What he saw startled him. "Holy crap! Rebecca! Is that really you? Haven't seen you in a while."
Ashley softly whispered in her ear, "Now I know what you mean by his family could do anything. All he had to do was lightly punch the dude."
Rebecca chuckled and ignored her. "Yeah. It's me. I'm not exactly here to catch up on old times though. We got a problem and we figured you would be a big help. We should get out of here and get you some new clothes, so you don't..."
Peter held up a finger and interrupted, "Not until I keep my promise." He held up the key. "It's time to release these guys."
He went up to each cage and unlocked the door telling the guys inside they were free. Each man jumped for joy and thanked him. They ran out with tears of joy streaming down their face.
Peter began walking to the door and turned around to say, "Let's go. There all free. We better get out of her soon, too unless we wanted be busted by the police."
THey took his advice and followed him out the door. They went tothe nearest clothing store and bought him a pair of shorts and a t-shirt advertising john deere.
Peter quickly changed and came out, looking like he was never in jail in the first place.
"So... what's this problem that you need my help on than? I'm surprised you can't handle this one on your own."
"There was a lot of things I couldn't take care of alone after you left. Especially a certain one. But that's besides the point. This one is trouble. THeres three of us working on it and we still can't get this moving."
"So what's the question than?"
"We need to know about your family," Rebecca asked quickly. "Is there anyone who would go totally out there and try to steal something that could help lead to the destruction of the world?"
"Why of course! There's my Aunt Sally, Uncle Boc, cousin Steven, my other cousin Stephen..."
"We mean steal something that belonged to a relative that could lead to the destruction of the world. Something very precious and dear to that relative," interrupted Ashley.
"That's another story," replied Peter. He lowered his voice to a whisper. "The only one who would really do that in my family would be my older brother. He was a nut job from the day he was born. We were all born and raised in bad blood, but he got a severe case of it. Nobody knows what went wrong in that boy's head. He would be the one to do it though. Why do you ask?"
Rebecca answered, "We'll tell you later. It's not hard to explain or anything, but I'd rather not explain it now. Do you know where your brother is though?"
"Of course. Every one in our family is blood tied from the day we were born. We can find anyone related to us just by pressing on our skin where the mark was placed and picturing where the guy is. There's not a person in our family who has broke that tradition yet."
"You might be mistaken about that." Rebecca mumbled quietly. "Where is your brother now though? Track him down with that mark thing of yours."
Peter seemed confused by the first part, but obediently obeyed the second part. He lifted his sleeve upward which revieled a very dark looking mark. It was a skull with a dragon going through the eyes and mouth holes. The dragon was peeling off the last bit of skin on the skull. Peter took his finger and pressed down on the dragon's head. He pictued his brother in his mind. Immediately of picture of him was shown in the alley of the city's main shopping street. He let go and looked up at the three. Ashley and Rebecca looked somewhat disgusted by the mark.
"He's in the alley behind the main shopping street in this town." He turned towards Rebecca. "Will you stop staring at it? It's not like I have any choice of wearing this! It was put on at birth."
"It looks grusome though." She lowered her voice to a near whisper. "Do I have to put that on my son when we find him?" She wished she hadn't had said that.
Peter looked up at her, totally bewildered. "That's what this is about isn't it. It was never her child, was it?" He beckoned towards Ashley. "It was always ours. Why didn't you tell me? Seriously. This would have made things so much less complicated now!!"
She was breaking down in tears. "I wanted to tell you. I really did. THey would never let me see you though. Not until today that is though. They said you were too dangerous because of what you did. No matter how many times I told them you wouldn't kill that many people, they didn't believe me and went right on with telling me that you were an evil person and didn't deserve any visitors. I really wanted to see you though. I wanted to tell you." She broke down in tears.
They continued there commute to the main shopping street in silence.
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Post by soulmusician on Oct 28, 2009 18:42:11 GMT -5
Makenna stifled another yawn. Ever since she had refused to help her employer anymore, he had had men following her. Actually, almost all of her men. She hadn't slept in days, knowing if she let her guard down she probably wouldn't wake up. <I have to find the sword> she thought. <I could always ask that guy if he has it......but would he give it to me? And how am I to get to him? He lives in that place in the woods where I was taken, but I can't go in the woods, those guards will attack...> She was in a predicament. She knew she had to do something soon, before she got to the point of passing out in the middle of the street. She hadn't slept in six days, and was getting desperate. Even as she thought this, she was struggling to keep her head up as she sat in her favorite coffee shop and waited for her fifth expresso that day to arrive. <Oh yeah> she thought. <I'm running out of money, too.>
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Post by Whateversam on Oct 28, 2009 19:34:21 GMT -5
no one post yet. i should b posting and i shouldve psoted something but my com is being bitchy and shut down automatically just when i was going to hit the post button so im pretty pissed and don't feel like posting. please give me a sec while i scream and try to kill the com.
and yeah mary. the dude's bro. this part sorta depends on u. does he have the sword still? and willl he give the sword to them if they go up and ask him if he has the sword. He can have a price for it too. Like if they want the sword you have to promise me your life when you are done with what needs to be done sorta thing.
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