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Date Posted: 08/26/04 3:19:56am Thu
I'm going to have a talk with my beloved when I get back, he grumbled to himself in his head. He had only just arrived, and got his beautiful daughter Emi asleep, when a letter stating that Zenra would be staying in Hogoromo after all.
Of course he intended to go back. Packing some clothing, some of the elves of Dan'Shir assisting him. They intended to go with him, and bring word back and forth from his home. He already reinstated his trusted advisors. They were good men, with good hearts.
As the others began packing some simple clothes and others more regal, more akin to his station. He thought, privately, that while those clothes were mirrors of his role, the simple ones were mirrors of his soul.
Buckling on a simple tooled belt, looping it around an elven warsword that he was using for the time being. Also slipping on a small silver flute in a inner pocket. The two items made him sigh, and long for his Silver Flame Blade. But it would be many days before the two were reunited.
He left the room, moonlight streaming down on his features as he gazed briefly out into the forest. His keen orbs picking out the small forms of the elven guards walking their rounds. Leaving his vista, he walked into his daughters temporary quarters, a room away from his own.
A dark form hovered over her crib, borrowed from one used, he think, for himself. His silver eyes narrowing as he heard his daughter's gentle breathing, and a slow noise of metal against leather as a small dirk came to view.
Quick stepping, leaving stealth behide as the dark figure turned , two blades winking in the moonlight as Kami tackled him, the two of them crashing thru the wooden door on the other side of the room as they both went thru it, splinters piercing them painfully as one dagger rolled across the stone floor, clanking loudly.
The drow brought a knee up into Kami's stomach, then continued as he flipped the elf over him, Kami hitting the stone floor with a thunk as he blinked his eyes at the force, then kip up to a standing position, eyeing the Drow who rolled to pick up his other dagger, and stood up.
Emillia wailed, furious over being rudely awakened, making both combatants glance toward her room. Kami glanced down to his elven sword, noting that it was quite too large to be used in the narrow hallway, the torchlight flickering across them both.
Kami eyed the daggers, noting the drow had a superior playfield for the moment, as the drow noted the longsword, and noted his own advantage.
" Do you know how hard it is to get her to sleep? " Kami said, groaning as he tried to think fast. He needed a plan, someway to even the balance.
The drow blinked at the joke, taken offguard as surely as if a bolt had taken him between the shoulder blades as he allowed himself a small chuckle, his crimson eyes glinting as he lowered the hood, revealing the ebony features and the white mane of hair.
" I could get her back to sleep, elf, a nice, long, eternal slumber..." The drow cooed, as if speaking to a infant as he examined the edge of the blade in the moonlight, seemingly savouring the edge.
Kami rushed at the elf, the drows words hitting him in the heart as the Drow gladly rushed into close quarters combat, where his daggers could, and would, strike with snake like reflexes.
A large grin on his face as with one graceful motion, his fingers reached in and took the silver flute out, and launched it toward the Drow's face, doinking him between the eyes. The Drow skidded to a stop, blinking and wrinkling his nose, wondering what hit him as Kami came inward, the drow blind from his own tears.
His fist launched into the drow's nose, breaking it as the other fist came up toward his gut, hitting the solar plexus as the muscular contraction emptied his lungs of all the air poured out.
The drow came down, against his own reflexes as Kami's knee went upwards toward's the drow's face, even as the drow weakly moved his own knee against Kami's, slamming it hard from the side to make Kami's knee hit the drow's shoulder, numbing it briefly.
Wrapping his arm around the Drow's right, he brought him around in an armlock, feeling the sickening pop as it left the socket, the drow making a effort not to cry out as Kami flipped the drow hard against the stone wall, even as the two daggers hit the floor as Kami held him there.
His silver eyes glaring at the drow that threatened his daughter's life, he only held him there by his throat, not quite choking yet.
" So your Emi's father...an elf...that was once not a elf..." Came a cold reply, as Kami glanced behide him. His silver eyes narrowing as he saw another drow. No..not a drow. Something else, something...demonic.
The Stranger stared back, his crimson eyes as dark as wine as he moved for no weapon, only glancing to the fail subbordinate as his heart simply stopped by the stranger's psyhic will. Kami glanced back toward the drow, and gently laid him down upon the floor as he turned in full toward the stranger.
The stranger glanced back where he heard Emillia crying, and thought with some amusement of hwo the two Emi's cries were so similiar. Kami, noticing the look and somewhat feeling the intent, growled.
" So you know who I am, care to grace me your identity? " Kami said, his elven ears twitching as he sought out any more drow with his senses. But considering how this one suddenly just appeared, he simply assumed there were more out there.
" Ah yes, a introduction. I am Impazaeal. " He said, simply as he brought a arm around his waist and bowed somewhat, as if inviting Kami into his home. Kami only stared at him with his silver eyes, quickly becoming darker as Kami's feet softly, slowly, moved across the stone floor, preparing for an assault.
Must be a mage, Kami thought to himself.
" No no..I am no mage Kami Daniray Shiragen. But you need not worry about my talents. You should however worry more about your own personal welfare. Your daughter Emi told me..quite alot about you. " He said, chuckling darkly as he gave a brief emotional barrage of what him and Emi shared, if only briefly, but Kami didn't have to know that.
Kami rushed in, only to be slammed back some a unseen force, like a sledgehammer as it tore his chest muscles and turned them to ribbons. Kami hitting the stone wall behide him as he bounced off somewhat.
Growling away the agony, not even considering if anything was broke as he stood up, only to be slammed by a lesser force back into the wall. Impazaeal laughing full force as the elves from the other room finally came in, having summoned a small group of guards as they rushed inward, to the defense of their King.
Chuckling, he sent them all flying back, not desiring to kill anyone tonight as they went unconcious, as if someone had put them each in the sleepers hold. His crimson eyes falling upon Kami as he lifted him up, one hand reaching toward his pocket and taking out the Star Sapphire.
Kami blinked, still coherent enough to realize what was infront of him as he look once to Impazaeal, then to Emi's room, where she continued to cry.
" Worry not, noble elf, I have all I want from any offspring of Nor'shan. However, what I could not take from Emi's mind, She did show me exactly how to break you. Shall we? " He said, the other free hand slamming into Kami's forehead as the fingers dug into Kami's temples, memories and illusions flowing back and forth between the two for an hour as Kami fought against the metaphysical torture.
Impazaeal flinched, he had spent quite a bit a energy tonight, and was overjoyed when the walls finally fell, giving him all the information denied by Emi, and a wealth of knowledge beyond that. Esctasy flowing thru him as he let Kami drop both with hand and with mind.
" So it wasn't the Escalvone that summoned this demon. I had thought it to be they, simply because of the Dragon form. Pity, a whole race destroyed because of a wrong hypothesis. " He said, coldly. The voice betrayed the words, showing that he didn't mind at all that the entire Escalvone were now ordindary forgottens, or dead.
He stood there, contemplating for a few minutes as Kami stared, his body frozen even as his mind was still working. Trying to will his limbs to life, so he could destroy this creature that had raped his mind, and tore the pages into disorder, and who had done that thing to Emi, both physically and mentally.
He wanted to tear him apart.
Impazaeal glanced down to the elf, releasing him from the statis even as he faded from view, his entire form shrouded in darkness except for the blood red eyes. So much like Forbiddion Kami thought, as he gathered his daughter, saw to his men, and set off to Hogoromo with haste.
He had to tell his beloved all that happened.
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