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Post by Brandon/Valkyrie/Xion/Nen on Feb 2, 2007 18:34:21 GMT -5
He yelled out in pain as he felt the shadow slowly eating him away. He was left in a dilema as he knelt on to the ground to support himself from falling completely. He couldn't be sure that his attacks would not harm Tribe... He have to get her out of there. He looked at Malachi, with flaring flame in his eyes.
"Malachi... why...?" He stood up and he boosted himself towards the shadow. He could see him... and his cane struck across Malachi.
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Post by Tribe on Feb 2, 2007 18:38:17 GMT -5
Malachi's form wavered as the cane cut through him, but he might as well have been fog for all the damage he was doing. "Why what, foolish boy? Why I left you alive? A question I've been asking myself."
Malachi's nails extended, scratching the boy deeply across the face before he had a chance to move away.
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Post by Brandon/Valkyrie/Xion/Nen on Feb 2, 2007 18:50:23 GMT -5
The scratch connected with his pale face as he moved away, black blood instantly spurted at the ground. The blood disappeared almost instantly as he darted back towards Brandon, and his wounds healed by itself in front of Malachi.
"Maybe this is why, Malachi..." His cane became instantly metallic black as he pierced through the Shadow. This time, the cut he dealt at him managed to blow the proud shadow away at a distance.
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Post by Tribe on Feb 2, 2007 18:52:27 GMT -5
Malachi's dark form hit the wall, and burst into a smoggy cloud of shadow. He reformed, disturbed at the affect the boy's power had on him. "What new power have you gained, boy? Last we crossed arms, your powers were nothing more than illusion."
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Post by Brandon/Valkyrie/Xion/Nen on Feb 2, 2007 18:58:45 GMT -5
"You... didn't know?" He almost laughed out at this revelation. Then his conspiracy theory was nothing but a mad man's dream? Then it doesn't matter any more... "Malachi... don't you feel it...? Why I can hit you while I couldn't even sense the location of the girl earlier?" He felt a sharp pain at his chest, where he hit Malachi just now.
"I won't die... I can't. I was suppose to outgrow Tribe, don't you think? But why didn't I looked change at the bitter least physically? You know the answer!"
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Post by Tribe on Feb 2, 2007 19:31:26 GMT -5
"Just hold still for a bloody second. Or is that too much to ask from you?" When he didn't get a reply, Malachi scanned over him lightly with the shadows, just to have his presumptions verified. The boy was connected to him, like Cristina was connected to him, but much stronger. It didn't take him long to put two and two togther.
A grin spread across Malachi's face. This.... is nice. I could never have expected something like this to happen. He he... I suppose I should put an end to this, if this is the case.
With two quick steps, he was upon Brandon before he could react. His arms came up as he moved, aimed towards the boy's back. Before he even had time to think, Brandon was caught.
"...Welcome home," Malachi wispered in Brandon's ear as he held him in a tight embrace. "My neophyte..."
(((Notes: MUAH HA HA HA HA HA! Bet you wern't expecting this kind of evil, were ya? Neophyte means "beginner", and yes, i had to look it up myself)))
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Post by Brandon/Valkyrie/Xion/Nen on Feb 2, 2007 21:41:42 GMT -5
((OOC: I know that. ^_^ I used that term for one of my custom classes in a certain stat based forum as well as from the church a long, long time ago... And YES! You are Evil! Muhahaha... and now, for me to do my part...))
When Malachi suddenly fell upon him from the air, he wasn't quick enough to do anything except standing there. He was going to brace for the impact when Malachi merely caught him, embraced him. The words rang into his ear, deep into his mind.
"Neo-neophyte? Me? Don't you kidding me!" He yelled out in rage, but he found himself frozen in place as he tried to wield his cane, which disappeared into the air slowly, particle by particle, bit by bit. His will was strong, indomitable. However, his body was another case. It was "accepting" the presence of the shadow...
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Post by Tribe on Feb 2, 2007 21:53:31 GMT -5
(((You've actually heard that word? It was a result I got in the Thesaurus for "fledgling")))
"It'd be a waste to kill you now, don't you think?" Malachi leaned back to look into Brandon's eyes. His hands rested on the boy's sholders, much like a dean, or a father would to a child. "You show so much more promise that any of the rest. I'd hate to see your talent go to waste."
Malachi moved back a bit, and split Tribe's form from his. He held the girl in his arms while she woke up.
Tribe slowly regained focus. Had Malachi knocked her out? As she came to, she noticed she was in Malachi's arms. She immediatly begain to fight. Oh no! It must be over! He... No!
"Malachi!" she shouted in his face. "What have you done to him?!"
"See for yourself," the darker shadow replied.
After Malachi let her down, she saw Brandon standing stiff and silent a few feet away.
"Brandon?" she called out to him, but she was afraid to aproach him. "Are you... alright?"
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Post by Brandon/Valkyrie/Xion/Nen on Feb 2, 2007 22:03:38 GMT -5
((I used it before in one of my reserch papers. I forgot which though... XD))
"Tribe..." He whispered as the silent spell was broken. He could now feel the strain that was imparted on him as he continuously use his new powers. He found out in the past that the more he use, the more powerful the after effects were. But this was different... He was slowly tuning towards it. Why?
"Malachi... You explain... Out fates are now interwoven. There is nothing more for me to say." His tone deep, filled with remorse as he approached the girl he cared deeply. "I'm sorry..."
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Post by Tribe on Feb 2, 2007 22:10:41 GMT -5
"Malachi, what's going on? What happened?" Tribe felt bitterly helpless. She had felt that way alot recently, with the episodes she was learning to live with, and her constant dependance on Malachi's presence. The feeling of this utter weakness made her sick. She couldn't stand living like this.
"Explain? What is there to explain?" Malachi said smoothly with the elegant wave of one arm. "Back durring our little wars so long ago, I stole your little boy's eyesight," he adressed Cristina as he spoke. "And when I did, I, in my carelessness," he paused for just a moment, to think of the best word. "Infected him with my essence. The essence you and I share. He'll never be as strong in the use of his powers as you or I, but he will posess some talent."
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Post by Brandon/Valkyrie/Xion/Nen on Feb 2, 2007 22:17:01 GMT -5
"In short, I am sort of a half-shadow. I possesses both traits as a human and a being of the dark. At the same time, I am not boud to the limitation of both... except my sight." He tried to reach for Tribe, but held back. He could feel Tribe's fear and confusion... Her pain and suffering... As for Malachi, he could only feel his malice and domination. The master of the domain of shadows fear nothing, eh?
"We all are now bound by our essences..." He explained further. "We are one, yet we are not. I came here to see you... and check on my theory. It seems to go way complicated than that..."
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Post by Tribe on Feb 2, 2007 22:25:46 GMT -5
"Bran...don..." Tribe could bairly focus on him. The world was blacking out, and strange, forign shapes were floating in front of her eyes. The flashes of white, and of blue. Noises, sounds, screams. Her mind was assulted by an onslaught she recognized, but was powerless to stop.
She hugged herself tight, slowly backing away from everyone, from everything.
Malachi had all his focus on Brandon. He wanted to test the boy further, to see what the real limits of his power were. To bring him to the brink of death, that is what he wanted. But he knew there had been enought testing for one day.
He would have to train his neophyte, to make him so as to best to serve Christina and himself. He would break his neophyte into gentel submission.
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Post by Brandon/Valkyrie/Xion/Nen on Feb 2, 2007 22:30:38 GMT -5
Suddenly, he felt something was amiss. Something wrong in his 'sight'. A sudden imbalance... "Tribe?" He approached her, completely forgetting about the presence of Malachi. he wanted to walk faster, but his body only managed to respond in steps. "Tribe!" He shouted helplessly as his own vision began to distort.
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Post by Tribe on Feb 2, 2007 22:39:58 GMT -5
She could hear the voices calling out to her, but they only made the tides of her fear rise. "STAY BACK!" she screamed desperatly, black tears trailing down her pale cheeks. "STAY AWAY FROM ME!" But as he drew closer, she lost all hold on reality. Her form distorted as she screamed. The voices clouded her mind, forcing her guilt to come up like a fountain inside her.
"Stand down!" Malachi ordred Brandon. He had managed to miss the first waves that signaled an episode. How could he have been so careless? Cristina should always come first. He ran foward and held her in his arms, fighting back against the things she had no defence against.
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Post by Brandon/Valkyrie/Xion/Nen on Feb 2, 2007 22:45:25 GMT -5
No one was noticing Brandon's stilled face. Although he was still standing there, his eyes was still staring at Malachi and Tribe. The pale color of his eyes began to swirl with a magnitude of black and white. As they stare at the disappearing form of the girl, Brandon could feel his knees went weak. The sudden weakness left him with no defense of what was going to happen next...
As Tribe's form began to stabilize, he found some of the leaking energy fushing towards him, plunging themsleves towards him...
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