The Darkness of an Ethereal World (Supernatural, Open, IC)

[Britanania]

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Pendragon Castle, Holy Britannian Empire

The Emperor of more than a third of the world looked up at the map of his Empire. Maximilian Lucius Augustus de Britannia had done much to increase the sprawling State he dominated, but his thoughts were focused on one thing. The Divine. His thirst to see his plan through had led him to hire a criminal genius as to come up with the plan to invade one of the few Free States left.

He shrug off his thoughts as a dressed officer entered his Office and bowed. The Emperor smiled as he stood to greet his old friend; the Commander of the Imperial Marines, Douglas Geoffrey Sinclair, the Duke of Brooklyn

"Your Grace, the Duke of Brooklyn. I am most glad you could come at such short notice"

[Brissia]

Lawrence was at his desk, writing out the plans for Japan's soon and inevitable plan. To crush Japan, we must crush the Japanese Empire...the Japanese Empire holds on ideals of purity and power...if we destroy Japanese colonial territories, the Japanese Empire will fall...and with it, Japan...

Operation Tropica: Ships from the Australian Fleet, along with armored troops and land units, annex and conquer the Hawaiian Islands and Midway Island. Use the islands as a new naval base, and begin the construction of the Hawaiian Fleet. It's purpose will be to monitor Russian colonial territories and intercept escaping Japanese vessels.
Operation Hopper: Begin the invasion of Korea. When Korea is under our control, set up several aerial and naval bases. They will act as a holding spot for the majority of the forces which we will use to attack the Japanese mainland.
Operation Shame: Invade Indochina and drive all Japanese forces all of it. Once this objective is complete, set up major naval bases and begin the construction of military vessels.
Operation Barrier:Using the Australian Fleet, and the ships stationed in Indochina, surround Indonesia and Malaysia, thus blockading it from the Japanese forces. Once this is done, attack and conquer Malaysia and Indonesia. The completion of this Operation is important in destroying the Japanese Empire and the morale of it's subjects.

After the completion of these objectives, the Japanese mainland will be completely surrounded by our forces. I also must remind you that the conquering of Japan lays in speed, so we will need to act fast. Troop numbers and changes to this plan will be authorized by the Marshal of the Fifth Corps, Prince Gabren zi Britannia.

(Signed)

Marquis Lawrence Hawkins, Chief of Staff to Gabren zi Britannia, Prince of the Empire, Marshal of the Fifth Corps

Lawrence folded the paper upon which the plan was written, and promptly stood up. If he was correct, these plans would satisfy his majesty and earn him a stable place in te Royal Court. With these thoughts, Lawrence hired a taxi and drove off to Pendragon Castle.

[Zeinbrad]

Duke Sinclair
Sinclair scratched at his brown beard as he walked into, and made a faint smile as he bowed to the Emperor. He then straighten up and spoke in his deep and often unused new york accent.


"You called for me, my emperor?" He said. He was one to keep formalities, not calling anyone by their name, calling Captains, Captains, and Privates, Privates.


Savior
A white glint appeared in the sky, and everyone's favorite angel appeared riding a Pegasus.She was clearly go nowhere,and the Pegasus was out of control, as per usual.She was heading toward the Imperial palace.The Emperor's office in fact and after five minutes, she crashed into the office.Imperial guardsmen came running in. As the dust cleared, the Pegasus was gone,and Savior was cleaning herself off. Sinclair had his Pistol out, aiming at Savior.One of the Imperial guardsmen yelled.

"Put your hands up!" And Savior did.

[Britanania]

Emperor's Office

Maximilian was about to respond to the Duke when Saviour came crashing in. Saviour. That was a name the Emperor had not heard in a few years. The Guards and Sinclair had their weapons trained on the Celestial Being, but Maximilian simply stood and with a move of his gloved hand ordered them down.

"Easy. This one means little harm, for if she did, she would already have done something." The Guards were bewildered, but bowed and exited the Emperor's Sanctum. Maximilian turned back towards the Angel.

"My dear, what business do you have?"

[Terintania]

Atlas Flare sat in the Library of his compound. To unaccepted eyes, it would look like a small library, with three rooms total. Two lower floor rooms, and one small but cozy upper floor, filled with books of fairytales, which in this world could very well be educational history books, or books about a world with no dragons, fairies, or anything like that.

Atlas put down the book he was reading and headed outside, taking a breath of electric Maine air. He could tell a storm was coming. Not that that was particularly unusual in this part of Maine. The compound was surrounded by trees, and pretty far away from any other signs of civilization. There were four buildings, which were all surrounded by a strong, tall, stone wall. In the center of the compound was a patch of grass with a single tree growing in it, with the grass being surrounded by a gravel drive, which lead out the gate.

He loved it here. It was home, and it had been so long. He had only arrived back yesterday, using magic to fix the damage done to the buildings by nature over the years. Only the Library had stayed perfectly intact and cobweb free. He took another deep breathe, smiling. Finally, he was home.

(Leroy)
Leroy had been in this time and world for three weeks now. He had managed to buy himself a small apartment with money he had gotten from stolen goods. He would have bought it with money that he had from his time, if the money hadn't been different. He seriously doubted anyone would take some Standard Galactic Currency (SGC) and not think it was fake.

He was currently sitting in his apartment, which had a quaint view of a dark and dreary back alley. It wasn't perfect, but it was better then living on the streets, even if just marginally so, in Leroy's opinion. He had spent 6 years of his life living on the streets, and he didn't mind it, really. What bothered him was being stuck on the ground. He lived in Space, space was his home, and being confined to one planet was....cramped.

He walked over to his small fridge and grabbed a beer out of it, before sitting down on his couch and cleaning his laser rifle.

[Zeinbrad]

Savior and Sinclair
Sinclair was surprise to say the least about the Emperor calling Savior dear.

"What! You know her!" He said.Lowering his pistol, Savior just had a confused look on her face.

"Wait your not surprised...ah doesn't matter. So I hear you are trying to get to Eden and make a Tower of Babel, may I ask why?" She said.

[Britanania]

Emperor's Office

Maximilian winced for just a moment before sitting down again.

"Commander Sinclair, you are dismissed. Shut the door on your way out; I do not wish to be disturbed for some time"

The Commander bowed and did as his master commanded. Ater he was gone, the Emperor motioned for Saviour to sit down.

"Please, have some tea as well. In regards to your question, well, it is a complex matter."

[Rynagria]

Jeremiah
In an abandoned house somewhere

"Please let me go! Let me go! I-I'll give you everything you could possibly ever want! I can give you money, women, anything! Just let me go!" Screamed the man tied to a chair, while he flailed back and forth, rocking the chair violently. But Jeremiah paid no attention to his pleas, as he polished the blade of a claymore, using a white rag to do so. Next, Jeremiah stood up and began swinging around the blade, the blade shining as it sliced through the air.

"You know Demon, I don't care for all those things that you offer, I have everything I can possibly want here. I have a favorable occupation, I like my current beliefs.......... So you might as well shut up, unless you want to die tired?" Asked Jeremiah, his face showing no emotion, as he brought the blade to man's neck. The only reaction produced was his eyes widening, his body getting more restless.

"SHUT UP! I'M GOING TO EAT YOU'RE SOUL! YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHI-" Was all the man got to shout as the blade decapitated him, the crimson liquid flowing from the latter's neck, which was also dripped from the blade.

"That's another one eliminated, now time to clean up." Jeremiah thought out loud, tossing the sword aside and on the floor, creating a loud CLANG. Then pouring gasoline all over the floor and walked out the door, next dropping a match inside, causing the whole to house to catch on fire.

"Jeremiah, there's been another sighting inside the empire. Looks like an angel this time, but this time it crashed into the Pendragon castle. That means it's not in our jurisdiction yet, but I still want you to go over there and scope it out. Then kill it as soon as its out. This HQ, out." Crackled Jeremiah's earpiece as he put on his hood, slinging his modified Mk-10 Sniper Rifle. Another job done and he was bestowed with another, wasting no time, Jeremiah began his journey to the castle.

[Dragonic Outland]

Azura

Azura loved nothing more than her private subzero residence. Perhaps, there may be nothing more beautiful to her than the glistening snowdrifts. Beautiful ice sculptures, made entirely of flawless, transparent blocks of ice, were like masterpieces that stood firm at the corners of the room. However, despite her chilling personality, she had a hidden ambition … the burning dream that the entire world be coated in the beloved silvery-white dust.

Knowing that it was near to impossible to be able to achieve such goals, she hummed a melancholic melody. She knew she should not be late to the Templar Barracks, yet her emotionless appearance showed no concern. In fact, she rarely and perhaps even never, showed her smile.

Azura stood up and headed towards her dearest dragon. Fortunata's gleaming white scales glowed, boasting its elegance and beauty. Azura mounted Fortunata and together, they soared to the upper limits of the atmosphere.

She had been notified of the existence of the opening of a demonic portal. Riding towards the location, unfortunate eagles that dared stood in her path got slain or became frozen solids. Arriving at her destination, she saw an army of a hundred orcs, those disgusting brutes that dare set foot in this beautiful planet.

She alighted from her mount and unsheathed her crystal sabre. Slicing through the horde with her delicate weapon, orcs tried to use their giant axes to attack Azura. Raising her crystal sabre to deflect the attacks, Fortunata aided Azura by gobbling up the heads of some of those abominations. Although it was clear that the orcs have a numerical advantage, the clumsiness and impulsiveness of them pulled them down. The clanging of swords filled the air as the battlefield was stained green with pools of green-slimy blood. Green-skinned bodies littered the lands and it was absolutely gross.

As the battle continued, the number of enemies decreased progressively. What appeared to be an army before was now left with a mere orc chief. The orc chief proclaimed “You damned wretch, you have slain my brethrens! Why can’t you Templars ever leave us alone?”

An emotionless expression was shown on Azura’s face, as she disarmed the orc chief and placed her crystal sabre right at the neck of the green-skin. She said “You shall be given the chance to make your penance, after which I shall execute you in the name of the Most Holy.”
The orc chief snorted in annoyance and replied “I shall never perform a penance, especially since you have obliterated every single of my brothers. Even if you kill me, the rest of the orcs will return. I promise it would be the end of your damned organization.”

With a swift strike, a lifeless head fell to the ground. Azura could not bother herself to reply to a being which belongs to an impure race like the green-skins. She glanced at the battlefield, which by now had been strewed with corpses. She wept no tears for them, knowing that their presence will only be detrimental to humanity.

“This is the Seneschal speaking. Azura, I require your services once again. There have been sightings of an angel crashing into the Pendragon castle. Although the castle is not under our jurisdiction, I want you to breach into their territory and bring the angel out and slay it once it is out. Your partner for this task will be Jeremiah, which no doubt would be heading towards the location right now.”

Azura had not expected any less from the organization. There would always be several missions lined up for you. Hopping onto the smooth scale of Fortunata, they flew towards the castle, camouflaged in the thick white clouds in the sky.

[Firstaria]

Naples, Italy, European Union
MPA Headquarters

Daniel was bored. In the last month, not a single client has knocked at his door, except Joven, his landlord-friend half-demon to remind him how much he was behind in payments and how much he was greedy.

The main problem was, as usual, Britannia for this: every nation was on his toes ready to prepare against the Emporor's next plot, as things like summoning and deploy powerful abomination seemed to have gone from "bad for the world" into a grey area of "maybe we could unleash them against our enemies ". As for the more shadow area of the services MPA could offer, no one was interested in something that was not a life-long contract, as many recognized at least MPA efficency, andso that sector was a grim area too.

Oh, and there was the Templars. The little money Daniel managed at least to do too often went away in his quarrels with those idiots, who could make a xenophobe a saint in the eyes of many. Last time, they almost killed a Chinese Daemon up to pure idiocy of missing a letter, not realizing a Daemon is not a Demon, they are guardian spirits that exist to protect useful things like seal to china-destroying monsters. He had to break several bones of soldiers that day, although he doesn't like hurting those who can get back to him even if he was right.

Zapping through the TV, he suddenly found a news bulletin of something crashing in Castle Pendragon. Surprised, he remained tuned. Working for the Britannians was a big no-no for the simpest reason he harmed Britannia in the past and they had a rocking relationship, but maybe finding some high contract could solve this and his debts. Even just for once.

[Zeinbrad]

Emperor's Office

Maximilian winced for just a moment before sitting down again.

"Commander Sinclair, you are dismissed. Shut the door on your way out; I do not wish to be disturbed for some time"

The Commander bowed and did as his master commanded. Ater he was gone, the Emperor motioned for Saviour to sit down.

"Please, have some tea as well. In regards to your question, well, it is a complex matter."

Savior nodded and sat down. She grabbed some tea, and took a sip of it.

"Complex matter huh? Still the big boys upstairs" She laughed at her joke referring to Michael and God and then continued. "Want's to know why you're doing this" She said in her usual high-pitched voice.

[Prince-Bishopric Of Liege]

Lost-Hope Manor

At exactly five for seven, The Gentlemen with the Thistledown Hair used the grand staircase to move from his bedrooms to one of the numerous dining rooms. He was impeccably coiffed and dressed in one of his typical green frock coats. The Gentlemen would proceed downastairs, enter the Great Hall and then take the first door on the left. Instead of the majestic Evening Room, he preferred to breakfast in a more intimate style. Thus, he entered the small green and golden drawing room, whom the staff had dubbed the GGDR (ghastly green drawing room).
The intimacy The Gentlemen required consisted of twelve lackeys, five valets, two butlers, a sommelier and a pianist.

At seven o’clock Stephen, the head butler, entered with a silver tray, which he placed upon the table. “The morning papers milord. Freshly ironed.” Stephen arranged the pile of newspapers, the best the Anglo-Saxon speaking world has to offer, on the table and left. With a delicate hand, The Gentlemen grabbed the Times and opened it. He checked the date carefully. Due to time and place discontinuities in Lost-Hope one could not always count upon the time. For three months the mailman had actually delivered the newspapers of the following morning. It did help Lost-Hope to make some very interesting business deals.

At exactly half past eight the gentlemen rose and exited the stately home through the front door. A black 1958 Rolls-Royce Silver Wraith left the coachhouse. The Gentlemen entered the car, which drove him to the human world, to the nearby Newcastle-Upon-Tyne. At nine, The Gentlemen was feeding the ducks in the urban park and at half past ten, He exited a jewelry shop and was brought to Newcastle’s Sheraton hotel.

At exactly ten o’ clock The Gentlemen entered the lobby, wearing a white carnation in his boutonniere. He went past the reception and occupied the largest table by the window. He hadn’t made a reservation. In his world, reservation were things that happened to other people.
Finally, at exactly half past ten, The Gentlemen rose to the click-clack of high heels. He turned to greet the girl walking up to him. “Ah,Larissa” he said, kissing her hand. “Always a pleasure to see you. Shall we have brunch? I heard the scones are delightful here.”

[Britanania]

Emperor's Office

Maximilian sipped some of his tea.

"The pursuit of Human knowledge and reason can only take us so far. We pursue knowledge and all its mysteries To see the Afterlife is a knowledge man only gains when he is invited there after his Death, and is the last true mystery."

[Zeinbrad]

Savior
Savior took another sip of tea.

"I see." She said, not knowing what to say next.

"I could tell you what it is, but I think that ruin the surprise"She said smiling.

Krator
Krator looked at the cityscape of I forget the name of the capital of Britannia. He sighed, and began to walk. Looking at for footsteps of Cain.

[Videssos]

Atop one of Pendragon castle's tall towers, a young Britannian noble watched the horizon, casually wondering what sort of people might end up coming to the fortress after hearing of a recent ...incursion... on the Imperial property.
William Thynne's eyes changed their appearance, and began to glow faintly. His unnatural gaze easily pierced the visual barrier of any of the many clouds covering the sky, and it didn't take him long to spot a figure upon a dragon, not some distance away from the caste, and nearing it with some speed. A dragon? How ironic.

The noble's eyes narrowed slightly, and he grinned, chuckling faintly, and clenching and unclenching his left hand, a reflex action ever since it, along with most of his left arm, had been transformed into a kind of draconian, clawed gauntlet. The time appears to be arriving. Hopefully any of these newcomers will provide some passing entertainment. It's been getting dull these past few months. William wondered if he would find an opportunity to get serious, with an opponent. Precious few of them required such attention, lest they loose instantly. Though it was boring that way. He refocused his thoughts, and maintained his gaze on the dragon and its passenger, idly counting down the time it would take for them to get close enough to the castle. The draconian divine spirit bonded to him, Ddraig, would likely be eager to encounter lesser kin...

[Britanania]

Emperor's Office

"Of course. Logic dictates God won't be very pleased, if we choose to accept Genesis Chapter Eleven. However, things are much different now than when old King Nimrod ruled." He chuckled to himself as he stood and paced around the spacious office.

"Funny thing about Angels, Saviour, is that my telepathy only works if your kind allows me to read your minds'."

[Rhanawyn]

Adrian Tremayne-- Arniston House, the Templar's current Base of Operations
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Adrian Tremayne listened as Seneschal Bran* repeated his orders to Jeremiah and Azura and stepped forward. He replaced Bran at the console and spoke for himself this time.

"I need this done quickly, you two. No side trips, detours, or distractions. Draw the angel out and slay it before th Britannians catch wind of you. Make it clean and report back here in Midlothain when you're done. Remeber: Gradatim vicimus. We conquer by degrees."

Adrian let the connection drop and gave control back to Bran.

"I need to make a call," was all he murmured before he stalked from the Oak Room. His Seneschal wisely knew not to ask any questions, either, as she had seen the grim expression on the Grand Master's face.

Adrian left the background noise produced by the command center they had set up and began to make his routine rounds then about the estate of Arniston House. He stepped down the stairs smoothly and caught sight of a few straggling Knights sitting in the Dining Room, all in the midst of finishing their late supper. Adrian nodded to the reverant calls of "Your Eminence!" in passing and moved about the familiar settings to the world outside. He made his way into the Sunken Garden near the south facade of the house and pulled his cell phone from his pocket.

*I'll make his profile soon.

[Zeinbrad]

Savior and Kratos
Savior laughed a bit, then smiled.

"I guess that's funny, No I will not allow you to go into my mind" She said, then stood up and walked toward the door.She walked out the door, then closed it. Sinclair was standing on the left side of the door. He clearly wanted to say something,but didn't.Savior walked out the castle.She looked around, and then began to skip toward the exit.

Kratos got on top of the towers, and looked around. He noticed Savior.

Hmm, an Angel. He thought then went back to looking around.

[Britanania]

Emperor's Office

Now alone, Maximilian sighed. He looked at his large map at the Empire he ruled over, a vast dominion. Maximilian had done much to change the governing of the Holy Britannian Empire; the Dominions were largely self ruled, much as the Roman Empire ruled its people. If not for him, the Emperor, the military, currency, and education, the Empire would be little more than a loose confederation, but the power of money and the Imperial Army kept things together. As long as the local governments are happy, the Empire stands strong

He rose from his chair and paced for a but before pressing the intercom.

"Have Prince Gabren and the Dukes of Brooklyn and Philadelphia brought in."

[Rynagria]

Jeremiah

At this rate, Azura will be first to encounter the angel............. She's an overachiever, but her loyalty is what made her commanding officer so quick... Well faster than most people to say, she probably thinks I'm useless compared to her. She is after all gifted with abilities I could never have and I'm just........ Normal. Thought Elijah as he drove his car about 3000 meters away from the Castle, parking it near a grove of trees to hide it. Then he quickly removed his uniform and replaced it instead with a pair of blue jeans, a plain red t-shirt, and a white hoodie. Next he placed his backpack behind him, which contained a disassembled Mk. 1 Assault Rifle, it's ammunition, a custom red dot tube sight, a suppressor, and several knives. With that finished, he opened the trunk of his car and took out his Sniper Rifle, closing it as soon as he got it.

"Time to get this over with, chasing that demon was tricky enough, I don't want to push my luck today." He said with a heavy sigh, walking towards a hill overlooking the castle, which was 1900 meters away from that location. Feeling the urge to run, he did so and ran as fast as he can, his rifle in his hand.

KT

KT stood in front of the gate of the Pendragon Castle, looking at the looming doors that protected it from outsiders. The Imperial Guards standing near it, simply ignored her, seeing as she just simply stunned by the sight. The news told me there was something that crashed from the sky, I'm almost certain it's an angel.......... I want to meet her. Thought KT, still looking at the doors.

"Uh...... Young Lady? Can you scurry off?" Finally asked one of the guards, who's helmeted face prevented KG from seeing his facial expression. KT simply responded with a nod, who began to walk away a good 30 feet before looking at the door again.

[Zeinbrad]

Sinclair and Sherwood
Sinclair walked in and did a bow, he simply stood there, waiting for Sherwood.He would of thought something mean about Sherwood, but remembered that the Emperor was telephatic,so he didn't.Sherwood walked in, a smile on his face.

"You called for me. My emperor?" Sherwood said.

Savior
Savior came skipping out the door.The guards looked at her wings, then went back to their duty. She stopped and looked around a little bit, then went back to skipping.

[Rynagria]

Sinclair and Sherwood
Sinclair walked in and did a bow, he simply stood there, waiting for Sherwood.He would of thought something mean about Sherwood, but remembered that the Emperor was telephatic,so he didn't.Sherwood walked in, a smile on his face.

"You called for me. My emperor?" Sherwood said.

Savior
Savior came skipping out the door.The guards looked at her wings, then went back to their duty. She stopped and looked around a little bit, then went back to skipping.

KT

KT saw a winged figure come out of the door to the Castle, seeing her act like a joyful child, something she never quite saw for herself. As if drawn to her, KT walked up to her, her white hair trailing behind her. She then tugged at her arm, her yellow eyes looking at Savior's face. "Are you an angel? The one that crashed into the palace?"

[Zeinbrad]

Sinclair and Sherwood
Sinclair walked in and did a bow, he simply stood there, waiting for Sherwood.He would of thought something mean about Sherwood, but remembered that the Emperor was telephatic,so he didn't.Sherwood walked in, a smile on his face.

"You called for me. My emperor?" Sherwood said.

Savior
Savior came skipping out the door.The guards looked at her wings, then went back to their duty. She stopped and looked around a little bit, then went back to skipping.

KT

KT saw a winged figure come out of the door to the Castle, seeing her act like a joyful child, something she never quite saw for herself. As if drawn to her, KT walked up to her, her white hair trailing behind her. She then tugged at her arm, her yellow eyes looking at Savior's face. "Are you an angel? The one that crashed into the palace?"

Savior stopped, then looked at KT with her blue eyes. She smiled.

"Why yes I am" She said.

[Rynagria]

KT

KT saw a winged figure come out of the door to the Castle, seeing her act like a joyful child, something she never quite saw for herself. As if drawn to her, KT walked up to her, her white hair trailing behind her. She then tugged at her arm, her yellow eyes looking at Savior's face. "Are you an angel? The one that crashed into the palace?"

Savior stopped, then looked at KT with her blue eyes. She smiled.

"Why yes I am" She said.

"Can I ask you a question?" Asked KT, letting go of her arm and, her face emotionless.

[Zeinbrad]

Savior stopped, then looked at KT with her blue eyes. She smiled.

"Why yes I am" She said.

"Can I ask you a question?" Asked KT, letting go of her arm and, her face emotionless.

"Yes" Savior said still smiling. She looked around and then back at KT.