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Date Posted: 15:43:01 03/06/03 Thu
In reply to:
Invellios Dru'Riden
's message, "Time Stops for noone..until now" on 13:30:57 03/06/03 Thu
Shirow, the warrior, sighed deep in his heart, Though no one could see the action. His eyes were misted, he saw the turmoil in the others..they wanted to spare their worst enemy, and now..thinking back..all he felt from Ceallac was...Good.
But he had killed his son.
But why wasn't he returned to him, why was he still gone?!
He silently cried, taking each step away from everyone, his body reverting to that of a normal Saiya-Jin, his hair the normal dark brown..his eyes the same, so much like his ancestor in style, mannerisms...
Raken I'm Sorry..Powtai...I'm sorry..Ayame...sorr..
Shirow screamed out, in horrid agony, for all those to hear as he fell forward...
A blade sticking thru his back, neatly piercing the spinal cord and organs, as the blade jerked, ripping the tissues even more so as the blade was removed, leaving a gout of blood and ichor to splatter the end of the grounds....
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Previously.
Ceallac struggled, tears running down his cheek as he looked at the face filled with...rightful rage.
I Don't Want to Die! I Don't Want to Die!
He continued to struggle, his arms, weak from the sudden loss of strength, was simply bouncing off the muscular frame of Shirow, increasing the frustration..the rage.
I Don't Want to Die! I don't want to die!!!!
He looked to Zenra briefly, his eyes misted for a moment..he wanted to say...
I'm Sorry.
Then agony. His stomach being literally ripped to shreds as he cried out, wishing the blood red ball of sheering hell would leave..letting it flow out..away...let him fall in darkness...
Then pain again, restored..pain...it lasted for a eternity in his mind...
Do you wish to live...?
Yes..of course..who..who are you?
Do you wish to live...will you accept my deal?
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Then came the bombardment of energy bolts within his stomach, chest...ripping his wings to shreds as he just gaped at Shirow, wondering how he could be so..cruel..so like...him.
You do not have much time
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He felt the squeeze upon his neck, heard Shirow announce his end, as Ceallacs eyes briefly burned red hate, he saw a chance...
I accept.
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The Blade was the Sentient of Vain, Of Evolution and Paradox. He lived. The blade pulsating was it drank deeply on the lifeforce of Shirow, sending the same pain thru his body tenfold that of what Ceallac suffered. The warrior screaming out in bloody agony as the blade, wielded by a unseen hand, impladed the dead body of Ceallac as well...
Shall you restore my body ? Ceallac asked, his soul deep within the hilt, in the dark sapphire....the heart of death.
No.
The blade laughed, sadistically taunting Ceallac as the blade slowly lifted upwards, placing itself upon the chest of Ceallac, his energies merging together as he consumed both souls of Shirow and Ceallac, merging them with his own web...merging their life force, their blood....
and added the third, and dominate soul.
YOU BETRA.... he returned to oblivion, along with Shirow.
The body shimmered brightly, exploding in a kaeliscopic sphere of intense light, rainbow hues hovering about as it disappeared just as suddenly....
Leaving a embered eye, frowning boy. Long elegant wings unfolding from his back as his eyes slowly looked up from staring at the ground, in that classic " Oh shit hes bad ass " mode. In his hand was the sword, its keen edge humming with bloodlust as the boy simply smirked.
Kiasin's smirked increased, brandishing the sword several times, and bringing his fingertips together upon his forehead...every technique of his father was at last known...every.
He flashed away from the spot, Instantous movement copied perfectly as he left his afterimage in the spot...the evil grin..the devilish eyes...
Damian was right..this was far from over.
This is just the begining.
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