Of Men and Titans II (IC)

[Corenea]

Owlgirl backflipped from Zin's blades then got out her metal pole. "Let's dance," she said.

HeavyFist blocked Seeker's metal punch but then grabbed the Seeker and toss him at the wall.

Mystic cast the reversal spell on Graves. the beam switched direction, going to Graves

Wartool was hit but by the attack and slumped to the ground. Then he got back up and tossed a molotov cocktail at the Wilsons. "You must not heard of me. You see, I got this healing factor where I don't die. See this gun I have? Let me demonstrate," Wartool crackled as he stuck a gun up his mouth and fired. Wartool slumped again than stood right back up. "Ta-Da"

Wilson use his telekinesis to sent the molotov flying, then raised an eyebrow at Wartool. "So your Immortal, I can find ways around that." the illusions said in unison. Then he used his telekinesis to dump a open large create on him so that the open side faced the bottom to trap him. He guess it would only hold him temporarily, but that should be enough time to come up with something.

Zin smiled under the mask. "Lets dance indeed, prey... "
he side-stepped and struck at her flank with a blade, then span to strike with the other blade. He did so like the blades were part of him.

Graves smiled as he took the blast, laughing as the red beam set his every nerve on fire. He turned to Mystic "I turn that on myself for fun, its like a pinprick to me now. But lets see how you deal with me up close and personal!" He roared, his stimulant activating as he charged at Mystic.

The Metal Seeker groaned as he hit the wall, then ran at Heavyfist and kicked at his legs, hoping to trip him.

Wartool dodged the crate. "Miss me little boy," he taunts as he fired his guns at Wilson.

Owlgirl jumped and kick Zin's head. She broke her pole into two and engaged Zin.

Mystic summoned himself a holy sword and shield and engaged Graves.

Heavyfist fell but grabbed the Metal Seeker's ankle, hoping for the Seeker to also fall down.

[Charmera]

Wilson use his telekinesis to sent the molotov flying, then raised an eyebrow at Wartool. "So your Immortal, I can find ways around that." the illusions said in unison. Then he used his telekinesis to dump a open large create on him so that the open side faced the bottom to trap him. He guess it would only hold him temporarily, but that should be enough time to come up with something.

Zin smiled under the mask. "Lets dance indeed, prey... "
he side-stepped and struck at her flank with a blade, then span to strike with the other blade. He did so like the blades were part of him.

Graves smiled as he took the blast, laughing as the red beam set his every nerve on fire. He turned to Mystic "I turn that on myself for fun, its like a pinprick to me now. But lets see how you deal with me up close and personal!" He roared, his stimulant activating as he charged at Mystic.

The Metal Seeker groaned as he hit the wall, then ran at Heavyfist and kicked at his legs, hoping to trip him.

Wartool dodged the crate. "Miss me little boy," he taunts as he fired his guns at Wilson.

Owlgirl jumped and kick Zin's head. She broke her pole into two and engaged Zin.

Mystic summoned himself a holy sword and shield and engaged Graves.

Heavyfist fell but grabbed the Metal Seeker's ankle, hoping for the Seeker to also fall down.

He summoned a wall of blue fire, which melted the Bullets.
Next he telekinetically forced it into Wartools face, then dissipated the barrier.

Zin blocked the kick with both his blades then lunged, stabbing at her with both of them.

Graves' Mecatendrites constantly nipped at Mystic, hoping to cause glancing cuts. He pounded on his shield with his fists, with a stimulant born rage.

The Metal Seekers eyes widdened as he tripped. Once he fell he started punching Heavyfist. His metal exterior was starting to crack.

[Rynagria]

"Come on you stupid piece of shit, fill up the damn gas tank already, stupid pump!" Shouted Hiro in frustration as he continued to fire at the creatures with his MP5k, holding it with his right hand. His left hand was busy, holding his cellphone up to his ear, the phone ringing. He was attempting to call for Alexandra if she was okay, but started to panic even more so because he saw the creatures multiplying in numbers, starting to surround the gas station he was at.

Meanwhile, Yui was weaving in between the hordes of creatures gracefully, the blades protruding from her arms cutting left and right. Although untrained, she was certainly dealing with the creatures way faster than Hiro was, who would've moved around, but was too busy protecting the car. Suddenly her own phone started to ring as well, which echoed loudly throughout the abandoned streets, so she stopped in the middle and picked up the call. "Hello?"

"Hiro's not answering his phone, are both of you alright?" Asked Takashi over the phone, the screams of the creatures coming through from the other side of the line. Yui was going to answer but had to dodge several swipes from a creature, then activating her delay ability, so she can relax easier while fluidly dodging.

"We are both surrounded right now by the creatures, our position is currently 20 miles southeast from your current position, beware of armed cultist from the broadcasts. We have not reached the rendezvous point near the outskirts of the town." Answered Yui in her usual monotone vice, using Version Two Hand Sonic to be able to strike from a slightly longer distance.

"I Understand, our ETA is six minutes, do you think you can hold out till then?" Asked Takashi, the concern on his face palpable through the phone.

"Hai. (Yes.) Just come as fast as you can. Sayōnara." Said Yui, disconnecting the call almost immediately after she said farewell to her friend.

"Come on Alex, pick up the damn phone!" Demanded Hiro, but gave up after the fifth time he's called her, placing it quickly in his pocket. He then sighed, tossing the now empty MP5k, and creating something new and desperate. It was an M134 Handheld Minigun, but chambered for the larger .50 caliber Heavy Machine Gun Cartidge, he wasn't sure if he could handle the recoil, but he was running out of time. "Suck lead motherfuckers! At least I won't regret sending you back from where you came from!" He exclaimed loudly,beginning to glow once more, firing the first "unique" weapon he had materialized for him to use.

[Corenea]

Wartool dodged the crate. "Miss me little boy," he taunts as he fired his guns at Wilson.

Owlgirl jumped and kick Zin's head. She broke her pole into two and engaged Zin.

Mystic summoned himself a holy sword and shield and engaged Graves.

Heavyfist fell but grabbed the Metal Seeker's ankle, hoping for the Seeker to also fall down.

He summoned a wall of blue fire, which melted the Bullets.
Next he telekinetically forced it into Wartools face, then dissipated the barrier.

Zin blocked the kick with both his blades then lunged, stabbing at her with both of them.

Graves' Mecatendrites constantly nipped at Mystic, hoping to cause glancing cuts. He pounded on his shield with his fists, with a stimulant born rage.

The Metal Seekers eyes widdened as he tripped. Once he fell he started punching Heavyfist. His metal exterior was starting to crack.

The bullets hit Wartool with no effect. Wartool then throw grenades at Wilson than fired more rounds

The blades hit Owlgirl's sides (It's the armor Batman have in Arkham City) but made a scratch. Owlgirl cried in pain and called upon Crusader, who was just knocking out a Path member, to take it from there. Crusader nods and headed toward Zin, his sword and shield ready as Owlgirlquickly punched Zin in the face.

Heavyfist blocked the Metal Seeker's hand with his arm, grabbed the Seeker's head and smashed it to the ground

[Videssos]

Benvenuto Cellini

The Italian Immortal paused for a moment, deep violet gaze scanning the seemingly abandoned warehouse across the street. It appeared that no one suspicious was lurking around the place, other than of course, the people inside. But they were followers of his, so it mattered little. His black overcoat fluttered in the wind as he crossed the road, quickly opening the door and entering the building. Along the back of the door, and a half-circle on the inside of the entrance, were various arcane sigils, including the Clavicula Nox, or Night Key. It was a black magic symbol that meant only he and his followers could enter this building. Anyone else would end up crossing over into a pocket realm of darkness, inhabited by things you'd rather not see for the rest of your life. Of course, there were more elaborate and complex magical barriers the Marquis, as well as his long-time servant, Ascanio, could have placed on the building, but it was unnecessary to use such spells on what would be a temporary outpost in the city. There were a few other buildings, varying in size and grandeur, that he owned in the city, but this would be sufficient for now.

Benvenuto turned to regard Ascanio nearby, who stood next to a medium sized gathering of hooded individuals in elaborate black clothing. "The time has come to set into motion, that little chain of events I spoke to you about." He murmured. Ascanio nodded, delivering an almost inperceptible gesture in the direction of the others. They began to spread out, around a large pentagram in the centre of the warehouse. Various smaller glytphs and symbols were positioned around it, along with lit braziers and black candles. Murmuring incantations, the accolytes each directed magical energy towards the centre of the building. A corona of darkness tinged with a faint red glow at the edges, began to enshroud the pentagram. The energy suddenly coalesced, draining into the ground like water in a dry desert, and fading from view.

Not long later, the ground began to vibrate, the dark energy infused earthquake rapidly nearing the sureface, many of the buildings outside beginning to shake with increasing violence and frequency. Benvenuto stepped through the entrance to the warehouse, Ascanio and his acolytes following swiftly- armed with guns and magic, into the open air, as cars crashed into each other, and a gas station two streets away erupted in flames, oil rapidly spreading across that area. A car swove around a nearby corner, even as the pavement to the side tore apart from the road, creating a minature cliff, and causing the erratic car to swerve towards Benvenuto.
He lifted his left hand, the other holding onto a silver skull-capped cane, and chanelled dark magical energy into it. A smoke-like substance formed a shape akin to an orb, before soaring towards the car. It smashed into the front of the vehicle, tearing into the engine and destroying front of the car in the process. The kinetic energy caused the car to suddenly flip and crash several metres away. Of course, the car wasn't exactly something that could kill him, but it irritated the Renaissance occultist when his clothes were unnecessarily ruined. Even if he could procure more expensive clothing without much hassle.

As the earthquakes tore into the city, something else began to happen. Many of the various rents and tears in buildings and streets seemed to bleed a dark mist, which quickly began spreading across some of the low-laying areas of the city. Shadowy, indistinct, clawed creatures with burning embers for eyes began to crawl out from amongst the mist, rapidly growing in number and eagerly heading towards the nearest living prey they could feed upon. The first few victims had short-lived cries, rapidly silenced when their blood was spilt and their life-force taken. These creatures would of course not attack the Immortal or his followers, since they'd been the ones who summoned upon them, and their will was bound thus. Whilst Ascanio stayed nearby, Benvenuto ordered the armed acolytes to spread out, moving in the wake of the shadow monsters, and securing key areas of the settlement, in preperation for the next few stages of Benvenuto's plan...

Savior landed near Benvenuto.

"Hey, you know it isn't nice to cause earthquakes,?" She said, as snarky as ever.She smirked, knowing she was outnumbered, but well, you'll see.

They all seem to be coming from a common direction...this creatures..they must be the product of some kind of occultist alchemic transmutation..only one man can hold such forbidden knowledge...
The creatures closed in on him.
Can they sense it...if so I could use it as a diversion from the ice cream parlor...
''Get your immortal soul! One immortal, sweet intoxicating soul right here!''
They all lunged towards him with blood lust.
''Ay caramba...''
He started running away from the scene, prompting the shadow creatures to follow him at high speed.
Damien increased his own speed and started running towards the direction where he believed the source of the creatures came from.
The beasts circled him and extended long black spikes towards him.
Damien jumped over them, and landed outside the circle. The beasts lunged forward at him with their claws and teeth. He dodged maneuvered around them. They circled him again.
Dammit...

Suddenly they were lifted into the air and tossed far aside.
What the...
A girl approached him, 11 or 12 years of age, long black hair and pale skin, her eyes glowing white briefly before turning blue.
''Do you know where I can find the one responsible for this?''
Damien looked wide eyed in astonishment. Who is she? And is she telekinetic?
He walked closer to him and her eyes glowed again for a few seconds.
''Your mental defenses are near non-existent.''
''Huh...what do you mean?''
''No time'' she levitated into the air and flew towards the direction of Cellini.
''Hey, wait!'' Suddenly he too was lifted into the air and was pulled after her by an invisible force.
They landed near Cellini and his minions.

''Cellini'' they both said simultaneously. Damien was briefly baffled and looked back at her, but her gaze was fixed on Cellini.
''Listen to me'' said Damien. ''You don't have to do this,'' he looked at Savior who was also here, then looked back at Cellini. ''None of us have to fight each other, you have the power to stop this and to prevent the situation from spiraling out of control. Please, don't do this, otherwise I'll have no choice but to try to stop you. You can prevent a disastrous chain of events right here right now, no more innocent blood has to be spilled. Please listen to me.''

"My my, it seems I've acquired some interesting guests with a nought but a minor display." The Italian smiled faintly, glancing towards Savior, before turning to regard a rather mysterious girl that had dragged that immortal child along with her. "There's no such thing as innocence." He replied. "Only varying degrees of guilt. Surely you should have realised that by now, hmm? And I've never been one to back down once I started something like this."

He tapped the cane almost casually on the ground, and a glyph on the ground beneath Savior began to glow. It was an Enochian- Enochian being the language of angels- Magick symbol meant to trap Tiste Longa, though the more powerful of their kind could break through with a bit of effort. Benvenuto knew that. It was merely a temporary diversion. Even as the glyph sprung into action, the dark sorcerer and alchemist used that short contact with the ground to channel some energy into manipulating the molecular structure of the ground around Damien and his unusual cohort.

A wall began to spring up around them, with spikes formed from some of the stronger metallic minerals in the ground forming on the inside of the circular wall, as it shot up around the two. The Marquis stepped back, Ascanio at his side. Cellini murmured a few words to his similarly immortal servant, and the man nodded, muttering a short incantation, before flickering out of view, seemingly hazy and indistinct for a moment before vanishing, having used a quick teleportation spell to summon himself to another location.

The Immortal watched, curious to see how these opponents of his would face up. Though he didn't doubt it would take a lot more than that to effectively hinder them, never mind stop them.

[Personal Freedom]

After the tremor ceased Alexandra looked around at the new apartment.

Day one, and my house is all ready in shambles.

Alex sighed.

I probably should check on Terra. I feel like she is probably off than I am, but...

She looked about one last time and noticed that her apartment had taken some damage. It in a good state, but there were more important things to do.

The Shaking had started to settle, with a mighty shove the refrigerator was lifted from on top of the counter, fruits, ham, venison, tea, all law spilled, and scattered upon the floor. Amelia held tightly to Terra whimpering; "It's ok, it's ok, it's over." Terra spoke trying to settle her, Terra felt strange, as if something really bad had just happened, she could feel her heart racing. Sirens sounded in the distance as police, and emergency aid flooded the city. She moved and sat upon the sofa, rocking back, and forth. She knew she should turn on the TV, but all that mattered was calming down. Being alive was a sort of relief, she started looking around at the damage, it wasn't that bad.

Alexandra, not answering her phone that she had left in the apartment, began to knock on the door of Terra's apartment loudly. She was jumpy and watching over her shoulder to make sure she was in no danger herself, but she also generally cared for the health of the occupants. This earthquake had caught her off guard, but hopefully these two would know better what to do in an earthquake.

"Hello? Terra? Amelia? Everyone okay?"

She waited for an answer, but at the same times she was wondering if the door was unlocked and whether or not she would have to break it down if they needed help.

Did I leave my phone in the apartment? I probably will need to call Hiro after this.

[Islamic Republic e Jariri]

Savior landed near Benvenuto.

"Hey, you know it isn't nice to cause earthquakes,?" She said, as snarky as ever.She smirked, knowing she was outnumbered, but well, you'll see.

They all seem to be coming from a common direction...this creatures..they must be the product of some kind of occultist alchemic transmutation..only one man can hold such forbidden knowledge...
The creatures closed in on him.
Can they sense it...if so I could use it as a diversion from the ice cream parlor...
''Get your immortal soul! One immortal, sweet intoxicating soul right here!''
They all lunged towards him with blood lust.
''Ay caramba...''
He started running away from the scene, prompting the shadow creatures to follow him at high speed.
Damien increased his own speed and started running towards the direction where he believed the source of the creatures came from.
The beasts circled him and extended long black spikes towards him.
Damien jumped over them, and landed outside the circle. The beasts lunged forward at him with their claws and teeth. He dodged maneuvered around them. They circled him again.
Dammit...

Suddenly they were lifted into the air and tossed far aside.
What the...
A girl approached him, 11 or 12 years of age, long black hair and pale skin, her eyes glowing white briefly before turning blue.
''Do you know where I can find the one responsible for this?''
Damien looked wide eyed in astonishment. Who is she? And is she telekinetic?
He walked closer to him and her eyes glowed again for a few seconds.
''Your mental defenses are near non-existent.''
''Huh...what do you mean?''
''No time'' she levitated into the air and flew towards the direction of Cellini.
''Hey, wait!'' Suddenly he too was lifted into the air and was pulled after her by an invisible force.
They landed near Cellini and his minions.

''Cellini'' they both said simultaneously. Damien was briefly baffled and looked back at her, but her gaze was fixed on Cellini.
''Listen to me'' said Damien. ''You don't have to do this,'' he looked at Savior who was also here, then looked back at Cellini. ''None of us have to fight each other, you have the power to stop this and to prevent the situation from spiraling out of control. Please, don't do this, otherwise I'll have no choice but to try to stop you. You can prevent a disastrous chain of events right here right now, no more innocent blood has to be spilled. Please listen to me.''

"My my, it seems I've acquired some interesting guests with a nought but a minor display." The Italian smiled faintly, glancing towards Savior, before turning to regard a rather mysterious girl that had dragged that immortal child along with her. "There's no such thing as innocence." He replied. "Only varying degrees of guilt. Surely you should have realised that by now, hmm? And I've never been one to back down once I started something like this."

He tapped the cane almost casually on the ground, and a glyph on the ground beneath Savior began to glow. It was an Enochian- Enochian being the language of angels- Magick symbol meant to trap Tiste Longa, though the more powerful of their kind could break through with a bit of effort. Benvenuto knew that. It was merely a temporary diversion. Even as the glyph sprung into action, the dark sorcerer and alchemist used that short contact with the ground to channel some energy into manipulating the molecular structure of the ground around Damien and his unusual cohort.

A wall began to spring up around them, with spikes formed from some of the stronger metallic minerals in the ground forming on the inside of the circular wall, as it shot up around the two. The Marquis stepped back, Ascanio at his side. Cellini murmured a few words to his similarly immortal servant, and the man nodded, muttering a short incantation, before flickering out of view, seemingly hazy and indistinct for a moment before vanishing, having used a quick teleportation spell to summon himself to another location.

The Immortal watched, curious to see how these opponents of his would face up. Though he didn't doubt it would take a lot more than that to effectively hinder them, never mind stop them.

Damien watched the spikes with a bored expression. He had long been used to such ordeals, having been placed inside the Iron Maiden on six different occasions. The people whom he thought during his early days as a immortal, to think they genuinely cared for him, all grown ups were the same, power hungry and never cared for him, they were only ever after his immortality. The crazy cult was one of the worse, having actually crucified him. But still, whatever the reasons, the world is not devoid of good. He had concluded a long time ago that grown ups are the ones who make this world truly insidious, they shroud it in darkness and make the innocent children suffer. He clenched his fist. So many children would lose their childhood, if not their lives.
Alix levitated into the air, her eyes glowed white.
The walls began to creak, then bend. The spikes were pushed back and the entire warehouse was disassembled piece by piece.
She turned to Damien. ''You should be more pragmatic about this, because basically, he's evil.''
Then she looked at Savior who was trying to break out of the mystical glyph.
''I read the Italian immortal's mind, and I would advise you to summon the rest of the longa forces, as light is the most efficient way of destroying these mindless shadows of darkness.''

[Videssos]

Damien watched the spikes with a bored expression. He had long been used to such ordeals, having been placed inside the Iron Maiden on six different occasions. The people whom he thought during his early days as a immortal, to think they genuinely cared for him, all grown ups were the same, power hungry and never cared for him, they were only ever after his immortality. The crazy cult was one of the worse, having actually crucified him. But still, whatever the reasons, the world is not devoid of good. He had concluded a long time ago that grown ups are the ones who make this world truly insidious, they shroud it in darkness and make the innocent children suffer. He clenched his fist. So many children would lose their childhood, if not their lives.
Alix levitated into the air, her eyes glowed white.
The walls began to creak, then bend. The spikes were pushed back and the entire warehouse was disassembled piece by piece.
She turned to Damien. ''You should be more pragmatic about this, because basically, he's evil.''
Then she looked at Savior who was trying to break out of the mystical glyph.
''I read the immortal's mind, and I would advise you to summon the rest of the longa forces, as light is the most efficient way of destroying these mindless shadows of darkness.''

Cellini frowned as Alix ruined the place with telekinesis. "That's not very nice. Shouldn't you at least play along for a little longer, hmm? Reading my mind is cheating." He raised the sword-cane in his right hand, and channelled a blast of dark fire towards Alix.

He raised his left hand, and proceeded to use a blood magic summoning spell, making a few drops of blood flow from his thumb. Unlike Damien, his immortality didn't exactly have the blood flowing back inside, instead generally not running out. Of course, his wounds would regenerate relatively quickly, so it wasn't like he'd be bleeding forever. The drops shimmered and seemed to multiply in mid-air, a tall shape forming, the crimson glow fading faintly, darkening until almost black, then expanding to reveal a dark golem summoned as a result. The creature silently stepped forth, moving towards Damien.

[Islamic Republic e Jariri]

Damien watched the spikes with a bored expression. He had long been used to such ordeals, having been placed inside the Iron Maiden on six different occasions. The people whom he thought during his early days as a immortal, to think they genuinely cared for him, all grown ups were the same, power hungry and never cared for him, they were only ever after his immortality. The crazy cult was one of the worse, having actually crucified him. But still, whatever the reasons, the world is not devoid of good. He had concluded a long time ago that grown ups are the ones who make this world truly insidious, they shroud it in darkness and make the innocent children suffer. He clenched his fist. So many children would lose their childhood, if not their lives.
Alix levitated into the air, her eyes glowed white.
The walls began to creak, then bend. The spikes were pushed back and the entire warehouse was disassembled piece by piece.
She turned to Damien. ''You should be more pragmatic about this, because basically, he's evil.''
Then she looked at Savior who was trying to break out of the mystical glyph.
''I read the immortal's mind, and I would advise you to summon the rest of the longa forces, as light is the most efficient way of destroying these mindless shadows of darkness.''

Cellini frowned as Alix ruined the place with telekinesis. "That's not very nice. Shouldn't you at least play along for a little longer, hmm? Reading my mind is cheating." He raised the sword-cane in his right hand, and channelled a blast of dark fire towards Alix.

He raised his left hand, and proceeded to use a blood magic summoning spell, making a few drops of blood flow from his thumb. Unlike Damien, his immortality didn't exactly have the blood flowing back inside, instead generally not running out. Of course, his wounds would regenerate relatively quickly, so it wasn't like he'd be bleeding forever. The drops shimmered and seemed to multiply in mid-air, a tall shape forming, the crimson glow fading faintly, darkening until almost black, then expanding to reveal a dark golem summoned as a result. The creature silently stepped forth, moving towards Damien.

Alix quickly levitated a piece of the warehouse boards and used it to block the dark energy.The board turned into dust. She levitated the rest of the boards making up the warehouse, twisted the metal into long sharp poles and launched them towards Cellini.
Damien backed away from the intimidatingly large golem.
''Listen to me Cellini, don't have to do this!''
The beast lunged forth, intent on smashing Damien to the ground. It raised both its powerful arms and threw them down towards Damien.
Moving quickly, Damien dashed under its legs and rolled out of the way. The beast had the advantage in terms of strength and size, but Damien had the speed and agility advantage. Without a weapon however, all he could do is keep dodging.
''Cellini! I know that this world is full of the insidious, but this won't solve anything! You can't change the world by embracing the darkness, it will only lead it to further stagnation!''

[Videssos]

Alix quickly levitated a piece of the warehouse boards and used it to block the dark energy.The board turned into dust. She levitated the rest of the boards making up the warehouse, twisted the metal into long sharp poles and launched them towards Cellini.
Damien backed away from the intimidatingly large golem.
''Listen to me Cellini, don't have to do this!''
The beast lunged forth, intent on smashing Damien to the ground. It raised both its powerful arms and threw them down towards Damien.
Moving quickly, Damien dashed under its legs and rolled out of the way. The beast had the advantage in terms of strength and size, but Damien had the speed and agility advantage. Without a weapon however, all he could do is keep dodging.
''Cellini! I know that this world is full of the insidious, but this won't solve anything! You can't change the world by embracing the darkness, it will only lead it to further stagnation!''

"The world can't really get any better, you know." Cellini murmured, raising his left hand to form a shield of energy to block the onslaught of flying poles. His dislike of getting impaled or generally perforated hadn't exactly lessened over time, and he preferred to forgo unnecessary pain. Though there were undoubtedly some who had some insane obsession with it, he himself didn't quite have the same viewpoint and appreciation they did. A corona of flickering blue energy burst into existence along the area directly ahead of him, the shield curving to either side, too. Sparks of azure light flew as the poles smashed into the shield, most of the kinetic energy rebounding off the surface, and a faint amount being felt in the hand that had summoned the temporary energy barrier.

Without pausing, he dispelled the shield, and spun a green flame into existence nearby, a flame which began a meter away from him, and began to rapidly spread towards Damien, . Cellini used the telepathic link between himself and the golem to redirect its efforts, and it jerked to the side, moving towards Alix as quickly as it could.

[Islamic Republic e Jariri]

Alix quickly levitated a piece of the warehouse boards and used it to block the dark energy.The board turned into dust. She levitated the rest of the boards making up the warehouse, twisted the metal into long sharp poles and launched them towards Cellini.
Damien backed away from the intimidatingly large golem.
''Listen to me Cellini, don't have to do this!''
The beast lunged forth, intent on smashing Damien to the ground. It raised both its powerful arms and threw them down towards Damien.
Moving quickly, Damien dashed under its legs and rolled out of the way. The beast had the advantage in terms of strength and size, but Damien had the speed and agility advantage. Without a weapon however, all he could do is keep dodging.
''Cellini! I know that this world is full of the insidious, but this won't solve anything! You can't change the world by embracing the darkness, it will only lead it to further stagnation!''

"The world can't really get any better, you know." Cellini murmured, raising his left hand to form a shield of energy to block the onslaught of flying poles. His dislike of getting impaled or generally perforated hadn't exactly lessened over time, and he preferred to forgo unnecessary pain. Though there were undoubtedly some who had some insane obsession with it, he himself didn't quite have the same viewpoint and appreciation they did. A corona of flickering blue energy burst into existence along the area directly ahead of him, the shield curving to either side, too. Sparks of azure light flew as the poles smashed into the shield, most of the kinetic energy rebounding off the surface, and a faint amount being felt in the hand that had summoned the temporary energy barrier.

Without pausing, he dispelled the shield, and spun a green flame into existence nearby, a flame which began a meter away from him, and began to rapidly spread towards Damien, . Cellini used the telepathic link between himself and the golem to redirect its efforts, and it jerked to the side, moving towards Alix as quickly as it could.

Alix's eyes glowed white again, she levitated into the air, before turning invisible, then reappearing behind the golem and extending her arm towards it, using her telekinesis to throw the beast back towards Cellini. The beast was trapped in a invisible telekinetic bubble and rolled towards Cellini like a bowling ball.
''Then clearly, you have turned into an insidious fool'' said Damien with his voice suddenly changing as his eyes suddenly turned scarlet red. He picked up a metal pole and held it like a bō staff and began to perform reflexes with it, using the Bāguàzhǎng school of martial arts. Briefly evading the flame, he let it engulf him, for he had long been used to such pain. He slowly approached Cellini, his body rapidly healing the damage caused by the fire.
He entered into a defensive battle stance.

[Harbertia]

The Shaking had started to settle, with a mighty shove the refrigerator was lifted from on top of the counter, fruits, ham, venison, tea, all law spilled, and scattered upon the floor. Amelia held tightly to Terra whimpering; "It's ok, it's ok, it's over." Terra spoke trying to settle her, Terra felt strange, as if something really bad had just happened, she could feel her heart racing. Sirens sounded in the distance as police, and emergency aid flooded the city. She moved and sat upon the sofa, rocking back, and forth. She knew she should turn on the TV, but all that mattered was calming down. Being alive was a sort of relief, she started looking around at the damage, it wasn't that bad.

Alexandra, not answering her phone that she had left in the apartment, began to knock on the door of Terra's apartment loudly. She was jumpy and watching over her shoulder to make sure she was in no danger herself, but she also generally cared for the health of the occupants. This earthquake had caught her off guard, but hopefully these two would know better what to do in an earthquake.

"Hello? Terra? Amelia? Everyone okay?"

She waited for an answer, but at the same times she was wondering if the door was unlocked and whether or not she would have to break it down if they needed help.

Did I leave my phone in the apartment? I probably will need to call Hiro after this.

The door opened, Terra was still holding on to Amelia, "A little shaken, but not harmed. Can't say the same for the apartment, you?" Terra's eyes were a Granny Smith Apple Green, she seemed to be anxious, but otherwise well.

[Videssos]

Alix's eyes glowed white again, she levitated into the air, before turning invisible, then reappearing behind the golem and extending her arm towards it, using her telekinesis to throw the beast back towards Cellini. The beast was trapped in a invisible telekinetic bubble and rolled towards Cellini like a bowling ball.
''Then clearly, you have turned into an insidious fool'' said Damien with his voice suddenly changing as his eyes suddenly turned scarlet red. He picked up a metal pole and held it like a bō staff and began to perform reflexes with it, using the Bāguàzhǎng school of martial arts. Briefly evading the flame, he let it engulf him, for he had long been used to such pain. He slowly approached Cellini, his body rapidly healing the damage caused by the fire.
He entered into a defensive battle stance.

Alix showed quite the proficiency in her powers for her age, Cellini decided, as she turned that summoned golem into a weapon against him. The Immortal muttered a faint incantation, and the golem returned from the realm from which it was summoned, flickering out of existence. "Would you mind not using the word 'insidious' all the time?" The Marquis asked, slightly irritated. The man often known as Sant'Angelo lifted the skull-capped cane, and transmuted it into another one of its numerous forms. This one somewhat more appropriate considering what Damien was doing now. It swirled and melted, surging and reforming into a long, ornate bladed weapon.

Doing what he felt was befitting the situation, he, likewise decided to use an eastern martial arts. In this case, it was the Shinkage-ryū, which was primarily a school of swordsmanship, originating in the mid-sixteenth century, and which later became known as Yagyū Shinkage-ryū, when the originator of the school bequeathed it to his greatest student and successor, Yagyū Munetoshi. Cellini held the blade in a horizontal guard, in a seemingly relaxed grip that maintained a balance of focus and serenity, yet a clear element of danger, moving side to side in an unhurried motion whilst maintaining the threat of striking at any point in its movement.

[Islamic Republic e Jariri]

Alix's eyes glowed white again, she levitated into the air, before turning invisible, then reappearing behind the golem and extending her arm towards it, using her telekinesis to throw the beast back towards Cellini. The beast was trapped in a invisible telekinetic bubble and rolled towards Cellini like a bowling ball.
''Then clearly, you have turned into an insidious fool'' said Damien with his voice suddenly changing as his eyes suddenly turned scarlet red. He picked up a metal pole and held it like a bō staff and began to perform reflexes with it, using the Bāguàzhǎng school of martial arts. Briefly evading the flame, he let it engulf him, for he had long been used to such pain. He slowly approached Cellini, his body rapidly healing the damage caused by the fire.
He entered into a defensive battle stance.

Alix showed quite the proficiency in her powers for her age, Cellini decided, as she turned that summoned golem into a weapon against him. The Immortal muttered a faint incantation, and the golem returned from the realm from which it was summoned, flickering out of existence. "Would you mind not using the word 'insidious' all the time?" The Marquis asked, slightly irritated. The man often known as Sant'Angelo lifted the skull-capped cane, and transmuted it into another one of its numerous forms. This one somewhat more appropriate considering what Damien was doing now. It swirled and melted, surging and reforming into a long, ornate bladed weapon.

Doing what he felt was befitting the situation, he, likewise decided to use an eastern martial arts. In this case, it was the Shinkage-ryū, which was primarily a school of swordsmanship, originating in the mid-sixteenth century, and which later became known as Yagyū Shinkage-ryū, when the originator of the school bequeathed it to his greatest student and successor, Yagyū Munetoshi. Cellini held the blade in a horizontal guard, in a seemingly relaxed grip that maintained a balance of focus and serenity, yet a clear element of danger, moving side to side in an unhurried motion whilst maintaining the threat of striking at any point in its movement.

Damien's grip on the pole tightened. He kept his eyes sharp on Cellini's movements, knowing he had to be careful, for he was familiar with Cellini's formidable skills as a swordsman. Bāguàzhǎng was a purely defensive fighting art, the discipline lacked any finishing off moves. Striking will be difficult unless he had a proper sword, however the discipline did give him the evasive advantage. On the first slash he quickly blocked with the pole, then spun back into a defensive stance. On the second slash he jumped backwards to avoid it and he bounced off the ground into the air to perform a swift, but simple and precise sweep.

However, if he's fast enough to dodge in time, my defenses will be temporarily down, unless I can react in time to block his counter attack..

Alix watched the two spar, curious about its outcome. She waited for Savior to intervene. And then contemplated on tearing the Italian immortal limp from limp with here telekinesis, but that might cause her to lose control, so she decided to simply watch for now.

[Personal Freedom]

Alexandra, not answering her phone that she had left in the apartment, began to knock on the door of Terra's apartment loudly. She was jumpy and watching over her shoulder to make sure she was in no danger herself, but she also generally cared for the health of the occupants. This earthquake had caught her off guard, but hopefully these two would know better what to do in an earthquake.

"Hello? Terra? Amelia? Everyone okay?"

She waited for an answer, but at the same times she was wondering if the door was unlocked and whether or not she would have to break it down if they needed help.

Did I leave my phone in the apartment? I probably will need to call Hiro after this.

The door opened, Terra was still holding on to Amelia, "A little shaken, but not harmed. Can't say the same for the apartment, you?" Terra's eyes were a Granny Smith Apple Green, she seemed to be anxious, but otherwise well.

"We'll, I'm alright but my toilet's seal may have cracked. It's leaking a little bit of water. Terra, you have magnificent eyes, has anyone told you that before? Anyway, I've got the apartment now, and the water doesn't need urgent attention, so I can help clean up. Err... I might need to go get my phone, but I'll help clean up if you want. We probably should watch the news..." Alexandra said feeling relieved.

[Corenea]

OOC: This is requested by Habertia

IC:

With in moments the TV was on, Terra, and Alexandra both having seated themselves on the sofa.

. The earthquake caused heavy disorder at Cold Harbor as the police and volunteers continue to get civilians to safety. There's a firefight between some cult clan and the police at Whittle Square as the Special Combat Police Force and the Super Assault Unit were deployed to deal with the situation. The battle is raging on as even the extremist Path members were also fighting both the Cultists and the Police.

All citizens are advised to remain indoors, approach no shadow, lock all doors. Emergency aid will arrive in due time, order will be restored. Check for fire hazards, turn off your gas, and if someone tries to loot your home, make sure you have a suitable self defense weapon.

[Personal Freedom]

OOC: This is requested by Habertia

IC:

With in moments the TV was on, Terra, and Alexandra both having seated themselves on the sofa.

. The earthquake caused heavy disorder at Cold Harbor as the police and volunteers continue to get civilians to safety. There's a firefight between some cult clan and the police at Whittle Square as the Special Combat Police Force and the Super Assault Unit were deployed to deal with the situation. The battle is raging on as even the extremist Path members were also fighting both the Cultists and the Police.

All citizens are advised to remain indoors, approach no shadow, lock all doors. Emergency aid will arrive in due time, order will be restored. Check for fire hazards, turn off your gas, and if someone tries to loot your home, make sure you have a suitable self defense weapon.

Alex sat on the sofa with her jaw dropped. This was serious, and not good. Not good at all. Quickly she went into her distressed face.

Wh—wh—at? Shadows... What? Hiro!

She attempted to remain calm even though she was still obviously nervous.

"Terra, can I use the phone? I think I really need to call Hiro, and I don't think... I mean I don't know, but we should probably follow the instructions," she said as calmly as she could manage.

Somewhere something could be heard falling over, but it was merely a garbage can following over outside in the high wind. Alexandra still flinched at the sound of it. Noises were unsettling...

[Rynagria]

[Background Music]

BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT! BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT! BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT! BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT! BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT! BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT!

"RRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHH!!!! Take this you son of a bitches! Go back from where you came from! Go back to hell!" Shouted Hiro as he continued to fire with his .50 caliber minigun at the "shadows", the streams of bullets cutting several in half, but they just kept on multiplying. Although Yui and him had managed to hold out, Hiro was running out of energy fast, constantly building guns filled ammunition to hold the small gas station.

Meanwhile, Yui showed no expression on her face, continuing to relentlessly fight among the shadow midst. Her movements were as fluid as water, dodging the shadows claws and teeth flawlessly, her blades a blur. She continued to slash, cut, slice from left to right, but her efforts were in vain. For every two she vanquished, five more replaced their fallen comrades.

Hiro turned around, shooting at Yui's side that she was holding back, the bullets ripping through. Even though he felt his energy drain from his body, he still had a smile on his face, the thrill of overwhelming odds coming back to him. Just then he heard more roars come from behind him, the side that he had momentarily left unattended, to which he dropped the minigun, then forming a Type 38 Arisaka Rifle. Next, Hiro aimed it the forming horde of shadows.

Take a calm breath, aim at the biggest threat or cluster, pull the trigger slowly. Let the rifle and you become one, make your energy flow through it, from its stock to the end of the barrel. Then release! Thought Hiro, the rifle beginning to glow blue,but his entire body white.

"Shūtingusutāsutoraiku! (Shooting Star/Meteor Strike!)" Suddenly exclaimed Hiro, smoothly pulling the trigger, a blue-white projectile coming out of the barrel, heading towards the creatures.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

A blinding light accompanied the massive explosion of energy, so bright, it could have been seen at least five miles away. While the blast had cleared the shadows, the surrounding structure was untouched by the explosion, the dust clear. The move draining most of his meager remaining energy in his body, Hiro collapsed to his knees, just then Yui was hit by a shadow's limb sending her sliding towards Hiro, stopping beside him.

[Background music starts to fade away in this area.]

"I guess this the end huh?" Asked Hiro, looking at the section he had cleared, which was quickly being occupied by more shadows. Knowing that he can no longer effectively fight, he looked at the ground with resignation, waiting for the inevitable to come. Yui, although she can take tremendous amounts of damaged, continued to lay on the floor, finally noticing that she had been stabbed through the stomach. She was dying as of right now, unable to move from the injuries she ignored.

"Hiro, Don't give up yet!" Shouted a familiar voice of a girl.

"Kenshi no Hikari! (Swordsman's Light!)" Followed the girl's encouragement, both voices saying the attack in unison. A thick beam of light clearing the area of the cursed demons.

"Don't worry Hiro, we shall get you to Alex." Said the girl, revealing herself to be none other than Anisha, her serious expression present.

"Yeah Hiro-San, you shouldn't give so easily." Added Hisako, putting a smile on her face.

"Hiro, let's go. We can't keep your special one waiting." Takashi said with a small smile, putting his hand on his shoulder.

"You guys............" Hiro muttered before falling unconscious on the pavement.

[Charmera]

He summoned a wall of blue fire, which melted the Bullets.
Next he telekinetically forced it into Wartools face, then dissipated the barrier.

Zin blocked the kick with both his blades then lunged, stabbing at her with both of them.

Graves' Mecatendrites constantly nipped at Mystic, hoping to cause glancing cuts. He pounded on his shield with his fists, with a stimulant born rage.

The Metal Seekers eyes widdened as he tripped. Once he fell he started punching Heavyfist. His metal exterior was starting to crack.

The bullets hit Wartool with no effect. Wartool then throw grenades at Wilson than fired more rounds

The blades hit Owlgirl's sides (It's the armor Batman have in Arkham City) but made a scratch. Owlgirl cried in pain and called upon Crusader, who was just knocking out a Path member, to take it from there. Crusader nods and headed toward Zin, his sword and shield ready as Owlgirlquickly punched Zin in the face.

Heavyfist blocked the Metal Seeker's hand with his arm, grabbed the Seeker's head and smashed it to the ground

Wilson used his telekinesis to throw the grenade back to Wartool, but then he had to duck behind some creates to weather the hail of bullets. One of them managed to pirce his cloak. "Danmit, that was expensive..."

Zin reeled from the punch, using it to gain some ground. He spat some blood into his mask.
"You know there's an advantage to having two blades..." he said as he lunged for Crusader, which once blocked he would follow by sidestepping and stabbing at his flank.

The Metal seeker viciously punched at Heavyfists head even though his face was kissing the floor. He was in pain, but was working through it.

[Corenea]

The bullets hit Wartool with no effect. Wartool then throw grenades at Wilson than fired more rounds

The blades hit Owlgirl's sides (It's the armor Batman have in Arkham City) but made a scratch. Owlgirl cried in pain and called upon Crusader, who was just knocking out a Path member, to take it from there. Crusader nods and headed toward Zin, his sword and shield ready as Owlgirlquickly punched Zin in the face.

Heavyfist blocked the Metal Seeker's hand with his arm, grabbed the Seeker's head and smashed it to the ground

Wilson used his telekinesis to throw the grenade back to Wartool, but then he had to duck behind some creates to weather the hail of bullets. One of them managed to pirce his cloak. "Danmit, that was expensive..."

Zin reeled from the punch, using it to gain some ground. He spat some blood into his mask.
"You know there's an advantage to having two blades..." he said as he lunged for Crusader, which once blocked he would follow by sidestepping and stabbing at his flank.

The Metal seeker viciously punched at Heavyfists head even though his face was kissing the floor. He was in pain, but was working through it.

Crusader blocked a blade with his sword then shield bash Zin. Crusader leaped back then at an instance, transformed his sword into a machine gun. He fired rounds at Zin while Owlgirl toss flashbangs at Zin.

Mystic murmured a spell then shoots a beam of energy at Graves while raising his shield.

Heavyfist blocked Metal Seeker and then with his feet, aimed for the Seeker's head

[Harbertia]

OOC: This is requested by Habertia

IC:

With in moments the TV was on, Terra, and Alexandra both having seated themselves on the sofa.

. The earthquake caused heavy disorder at Cold Harbor as the police and volunteers continue to get civilians to safety. There's a firefight between some cult clan and the police at Whittle Square as the Special Combat Police Force and the Super Assault Unit were deployed to deal with the situation. The battle is raging on as even the extremist Path members were also fighting both the Cultists and the Police.

All citizens are advised to remain indoors, approach no shadow, lock all doors. Emergency aid will arrive in due time, order will be restored. Check for fire hazards, turn off your gas, and if someone tries to loot your home, make sure you have a suitable self defense weapon.

Alex sat on the sofa with her jaw dropped. This was serious, and not good. Not good at all. Quickly she went into her distressed face.

Wh—wh—at? Shadows... What? Hiro!

She attempted to remain calm even though she was still obviously nervous.

"Terra, can I use the phone? I think I really need to call Hiro, and I don't think... I mean I don't know, but we should probably follow the instructions," she said as calmly as she could manage.

Somewhere something could be heard falling over, but it was merely a garbage can following over outside in the high wind. Alexandra still flinched at the sound of it. Noises were unsettling...

"It's on the wall, the stoves electric so no gas here, the landlord should be locking the main entrance, I'll start getting the apartment straightened out. Amelia, stay near the sofa." Dogs were barking outside. Terra felt like asking Alexandra what she thought the broadcast meant by shadows but, quickly whisked the thought away by rationalizing that it was merely and extension of the warning against looters, and members of a group called the Path, who ever they were. However this rationalization still did nothing for her feeling of forebodance.

[Corenea]

"Someone please help us!" a man yelled as Joe and 12 other individuals were trapped in his store. Joe looked around, the place collapsed and there's no way out.

"Help us! We're trapped!" a woman cried. A girl screamed and Joe noticed that flame started flickering near the building.

"Oh crap! Save us!" a man screamed. He attempted to push out of the wreckage but he scremed in pain as a piece of granite fell on his arm. Joe rushed to him, attempting to see any blood coming out and to stop it.

Suddenly, water snaked their way inside and into the flame. the group held their breath as they heard loud noises breaking in. A man saw a policeman and asked, "Are you guys here to help us?" The police man nodded.

"Yeah, even got the Super units along with the firefighters to get you out."
Joe saw that the Firefighters along with a young woman bending water putting out the fire. A large wreckage was cleared out by policemen with hatchets and a large brawny man, picking up heavy boulders with ease. The group walked out, some got dust in their eyes and relied on others for aids, some have some cuts and bruises, while others limped with broken bones.

"Come on, get those civvies into the armored vehicles and watch out for any cultist attacks," a police chief demanded as policemen and supers looked around uneasily. Some Special Combat Police Force men were armed with high caliber battle rifles and protected with bullet resitant vest and helmet while ordinary policemen carried assault rifles and grenade launchers. Most supers bore the SAU badge on their uniforms and Joe noticed four APCs and a tank destroyer near him. He heard a noise and saw three helicopters flying through the area. This place is a battlefield, he thought as he got into the armored truck.

[Islamic Republic e Jariri]

"Someone please help us!" a man yelled as Joe and 12 other individuals were trapped in his store. Joe looked around, the place collapsed and there's no way out.

"Help us! We're trapped!" a woman cried. A girl screamed and Joe noticed that flame started flickering near the building.

"Oh crap! Save us!" a man screamed. He attempted to push out of the wreckage but he scremed in pain as a piece of granite fell on his arm. Joe rushed to him, attempting to see any blood coming out.

Suddenly, water snaked their way inside and into the flame. the group held their breath as they heard loud noises breaking in. A man saw a policeman and asked, "Are you guys here to help us?" The police man nodded.

"Yeah, even got the Super units along with the firefighters to get you out."
Joe saw that the Firefighters along with a young woman bending water putting out the fire. A large wreckage was cleared out by policemen with hatchets and a large brawny man, picking up heavy boulders with ease. The group walked out, some got dust in their eyes and relied on others for aids, some have some cuts and bruises, while others limped with broken bones.

"Come on, get those civvies into the armored vehicles and watch out for any cultist attacks," a police chief demanded as policemen and supers looked around uneasily. Some Special Combat Police Force men were armed with high caliber battle rifles and protected with bullet resitant vest and helmet while ordinary policemen carried assault rifles and grenade launchers. Most supers bore the SAU badge on their uniforms and Joe noticed four APCs and a tank destroyer near him. He heard a noise and saw three helicopters flying through the area. This place is a battlefield, he thought as he got into the armored truck.

The young girl that Damien had saved earlier stumbled out of the burning building and stopped to observe the situation. This place was no longer the fun and cheery ice cream parlor, this was war. She was still confused as to what was going on, but even more confused when recalling Damien's eye color change.
Does he become evil when his eyes turn red?
She saw the armored jeeps and the helicopters surrounding the area, and felt a level of unease.

[Personal Freedom]

Alex sat on the sofa with her jaw dropped. This was serious, and not good. Not good at all. Quickly she went into her distressed face.

Wh—wh—at? Shadows... What? Hiro!

She attempted to remain calm even though she was still obviously nervous.

"Terra, can I use the phone? I think I really need to call Hiro, and I don't think... I mean I don't know, but we should probably follow the instructions," she said as calmly as she could manage.

Somewhere something could be heard falling over, but it was merely a garbage can following over outside in the high wind. Alexandra still flinched at the sound of it. Noises were unsettling...

"It's on the wall, the stoves electric so no gas here, the landlord should be locking the main entrance, I'll start getting the apartment straightened out. Amelia, stay near the sofa." Dogs were barking outside. Terra felt like asking Alexandra what she thought the broadcast meant by shadows but, quickly whisked the thought away by rationalizing that it was merely and extension of the warning against looters, and members of a group called the Path, who ever they were. However this rationalization still did nothing for her feeling of forebodance.

"Thank you," Alexandra said before approaching the phone and beginning to dial Hiro's cellphone. She mumbled to herself for a moment. Something about getting the number wrong, and then called again. The call rang through once, and Alexandra felt her nerves tighten.

Please answer... I'm sure your alright, but it would put my mine at ease.

Amelia sat the couch, but fidgeted anxiously. It was a lot to ask a five-year-old to stay in one place over a long period of time.

[Rynagria]

Takashi, Hiro, Hisako, Anisha,and Yui
In Hiro's Car, 4 miles to the Apartments
10 minutes after Hiro collapsed........
RIIIIIIING! RIIIIIIIIING! RIIIIIIIIIING!

Hiro's phone lit up, Alexandra's call coming through, but since he was still knocked out, Takashi picked up the cell phone. Takashi looked at the phone with dread, finally answering it and putting the phone on speaker.

Using a phone while driving? Am I becoming like Hiro? Why am I acting so reckless?.......... That'll have to wait. Thought Takashi as he took a deep breath.

"Hello, Miss Alexandra?...................... I-I'm sorry to say this............. Hiro's gone........ W-We didn't get in time and-"

SMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!!!!

"Baka! (Idiot!) Don't tell her that, she's probably worried enough as it is, all your doing is giving her a heart attack! Now go ahead and tell her the truth!" Shouted Hisako, on the left side of her forehead, visible veins.

"Su-Sumimasen...... Miss Alexandra, sorry about that, I thought it would ease the tension with a joke, but he's fine. But as of right now, Hiro is knocked unconscious, he was busy fighting off shadows. The good news is that we're on our way, don't worry he'll be fine." Truthfully told Takashi.

North American Immortal
A man that looked like he came from the "Wild West" era, calmly walked into the chaos of Cold Harbor, watching the events unfold. Eventually stopping in front of Joe's, ignoring the police officers and civilians.

"So this caused by a false immortal................. I guess I'll just have to tell him the rules....... Personally." The man said with a smile, taking out his Winchester Model 1873 from his back, then loaded them with engraved bullets.

"I, Elijah West Black, shall not let this go lightly." He said, introducing himself with a cheery voice. Suddenly with a loud boom, he disappeared in a flash of smoke and fire, teleporting away from the current scene.