Elfen High: Don't Fear the Reaper (Arc 3)

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Calliel grabbed Ferdinand, and tried blasting healing rays through him, though it was a hopeless cause.

Behind them, the base made the same shrieking noise that deafened all but the angels, Jehovah Hades and Nora. Speaking of Jehovah, he had a metal tube in his neck, and was trying to rip it out without causing more damage.

[Hardened Pyrokinetics]

Timothy was a little startled, but didn't show it. "Nice to see you, Lazaria." He nodded to Sarana and Morgan as they walked in, followed by some students, Richard, Rachael, The Twins, and Cassandra. After they all sat down, he got up and started talking, which is always a bad thing. "As you know, Principal Crowley has taken a select group of students, teachers, and guests into Hell on a mission to save the world again. At the same time, he left behind the School Guard and several other students and teachers who were prepared to fight, instructing us to fix this school." He gestured for no particular reason to indicate the school. "Well, it has come to my attention that some of you think that is complete fucking bullshit, and I agree. This is why I have called you all together, to finally go out and kick some ass." He indicated the weaponry on the desk. "In addition to the lightsabers carried by myself and the Guard members, all of you will have access to any of the weapons on the desk. Choose whatever you want, or go unarmed, either way those of you here in this room have volunteered to accompany me into the worst part of Hell. Are you still up to it?"

Morgan, Richard, Rachael, The Twins, and Cassandra all stood and nodded, fire in their eyes. They were still up to it.

[Nature-Spirits]

Outside Elfen High, a portal appeared.

Out of this portals, a hundred angel-demons or angel-humans stumbled out. They charged toward the school.

Leading them was a considerably angelized Miranda, Tyler and Sylvia.

Lesana smashed a hole in the wall with her hammer-hands, charging toward the Demon-Angels and Angel-Humans. Lightning shot out of her open mouth as she smashed an Angel-Human to pulp. She wouldn't stop until either they were all gone or she was dead. "Hata!" she cried, laughing as the madness of the berserker overtook her.

[New East Ireland]

War-Bot, armed with two Pulse Rifles, opened fire at the Demon-Angels and Angel-Humans. Quickly, he had gunned down a few assailants, before running out of bullets. "Analysis: Attack the leaders and they may be frenzied."

Quickly, War-Bot unsheathed two electro-batons from the compartments in his thighs and dashed at Tyler. Using an Angel-Human as a springboard, he launched off of the creature's head and smacked Tyler in the face with a baton.

[Nationstatelandsville]

Calliel grabbed Ferdinand, and tried blasting healing rays through him, though it was a hopeless cause.

Behind them, the base made the same shrieking noise that deafened all but the angels, Jehovah Hades and Nora. Speaking of Jehovah, he had a metal tube in his neck, and was trying to rip it out without causing more damage.

Lewis was deafened, writhing in pain. But he knew an opportunity when he saw one. This was definitely one. He rose to his feet and rather stealthily approached Yahweh or Jehovah or Jesus's-Baby-Daddy, whatever his name was. He could kill Crowley, sure. He could kidnap that bitch Nora, sure. But he didn't fuck with his students, or you know, the ones he actually liked. And Ferdinand he liked, or at least hadn't gotten the opportunity to hate yet. No, Lewis wouldn't stand for it. God his ass, this punk was just a glorified angel. And he ate angels for breakfast. Not literally, Malakh and Wings would kill him.

"GO TO HELL, GOD!"

He blasted the metal tube with all his power, not really sure what would happen, but the tube was definitely superheated. He kept blasting it, struggling to retain consciousness. Death by overexertion would by a shitty way to go. Death by killing God, maybe a bit better.

[Zarkenis Ultima]

God's Curse

Rathzeth had been quietly watching as all of the revelations took place. To think that he was before Jehovah, the one who created and later banished Lucifer. A curious thought indeed. Even a little funny. However, he knew that everyone there was in danger.

Using the time that had been bought by the others who were trying to defeat Scott-Jehovah, Rathzeth raised his halberd and held it behind him, ready to swing it in an arc over his head. At the same time, he concentrated enormous ammounts of kinetic energy. Then, when the time was right, Rathzeth teleported behind Jehovah and attempted to cleave him with all his strenght, plus the extra impulse of releasing all the kinetic energy he had stored. He hoped that it would work.

"Hope... So useless, yet so... Powerful."

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Scott-Jehovah was shaken by the blasts, his left arm falling off due to Rathzeth's hit, and wounds appearing over his body.

Behind them, the base began to shake.

[New East Ireland]

"It's going to come down on top of us," Malakh said, as he picked up his flaming sword.

"Somebody grab Ferdinand. Me and Calliel will hold him off."

[Alevuss]

Grimoire, who had decided to not go on ahead with the others, stood beside Laz with his arms crossed. After dumping sand out of his shoes again, he turned to Laz and realized he hadn't really talked to the demon much. Yes, he had taught him when he had attended Elfen High, and ended up talking to him on most weeks, but just about never on a real "man-to-man", or whatever genders demons had, level.

"So... Lazrian, where in Hell exactly do you live?"

[Ameriganastan]

Grimoire, who had decided to not go on ahead with the others, stood beside Laz with his arms crossed. After dumping sand out of his shoes again, he turned to Laz and realized he hadn't really talked to the demon much. Yes, he had taught him when he had attended Elfen High, and ended up talking to him on most weeks, but just about never on a real "man-to-man", or whatever genders demons had, level.

"So... Lazrian, where in Hell exactly do you live?"

"I don't live in Hell anymore. I've lived on Earth for the past six years. But when i did still live here, i lived on this sweet bit of land in Western Hell. Nice place."

[Nightkill the Emperor]

"It's going to come down on top of us," Malakh said, as he picked up his flaming sword.

"Somebody grab Ferdinand. Me and Calliel will hold him off."

The base didn't come on top of them. Not at all. Instead, it started to emerge from the ground. It looked like this when it finally emerged from the ground, hovering in the air.

[New East Ireland]

Malakh looked at Calliel. "What do you propose we do?" he asked.

[Zarkenis Ultima]

Rathzeth, satisfied that he had successfully cleaved off Scott-Jehovah's arm, teleported away before Jehovah had a chance to make a counter-attack. This would definitely prove to be an advantage in the battle should they find themselves in the need of continuing to battle Jehovah. However, he was soon distracted from those thoughts as the base started rising out of the ground.

"Wha..."

[Hardened Pyrokinetics]

James is still KO'd from Malakh's completely moronic move.

Meanwhile, nobody gives a shit that the school is under attack so we're just going to skip that nonsense.

[Nationstatelandsville]

"It's going to come down on top of us," Malakh said, as he picked up his flaming sword.

"Somebody grab Ferdinand. Me and Calliel will hold him off."

The base didn't come on top of them. Not at all. Instead, it started to emerge from the ground. It looked like this when it finally emerged from the ground, hovering in the air.

Lewis blinked. Again, he thought, what is with this guy and giant monsters? Can't this divine pussy fight for himself?! He rolled his eyes and turned back to Jehovah, said divine pussy. Did he create us? he wondered, or just the angels? If he created us, did he have the right to destroy us?

Fuck no. I like being royed.

He walked a bit closer to the injured God and leaned his head back, spitting one massive spitball into the divine pussy's face.

"O holy father, go fuck yourself. Amen."

He blasted Jehovah in the eyes, leaving the Reaper thing to the others.

[Alevuss]

Grimoire, who had decided to not go on ahead with the others, stood beside Laz with his arms crossed. After dumping sand out of his shoes again, he turned to Laz and realized he hadn't really talked to the demon much. Yes, he had taught him when he had attended Elfen High, and ended up talking to him on most weeks, but just about never on a real "man-to-man", or whatever genders demons had, level.

"So... Lazrian, where in Hell exactly do you live?"

"I don't live in Hell anymore. I've lived on Earth for the past six years. But when i did still live here, i lived on this sweet bit of land in Western Hell. Nice place."

"I suppose," Grim said, slightly shrugging, but partially agreeing, blindly. "I can't really agree with you, since this place is all I've seen of Hell. You probably overheard earlier, or a month ago, that I'm moving to French Hell. I assume that colonized areas of Hell have some more modernized pleasantries than the rest of Hell, but if they don't, how exactly does one attain food in Hell, be it plant-like or animal-like?"

Grim was expecting that Laz's answer would be something like "Go out and kill for it. You'll have to fight the plant's too", or something like that, but hoped that Hell had some sort of market, shop, or demon trafficking system.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

The attackers on the school now started firing magic missiles, fighting the people that bothered to fight him and leave the meeting.
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In God's Curse, Jehovah-Scott was hit in the eyes, but staggered. Then he chuckled. "Time to go now." he said cheerfully, and teleported. Calliel paused. "He's in the ship. We should go after him."

[New East Ireland]

Malakh looked at the two bodies. "Someone should stay with Ferdinand and Aleister," he suggested.

[Nationstatelandsville]

The attackers on the school now started firing magic missiles, fighting the people that bothered to fight him and leave the meeting.
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In God's Curse, Jehovah-Scott was hit in the eyes, but staggered. Then he chuckled. "Time to go now." he said cheerfully, and teleported. Calliel paused. "He's in the ship. We should go after him."

Lewis nodded, before collapsing into a heap. So... tired... he was... so... tired...

"I'm... so... tired... Wings... help..."

And he drifted into a coma. Just as a little Sherpa in the Himalayas had told him he would, but that's not important, not yet. That's for next arc.

[Zarkenis Ultima]

Rathzeth saw Scott-Jehovah teleport away. "As long as he is in his mortal shell, we have an oportunity of taking him down. We should give chase." He said. "He has lost an arm and an eye. That should give us an advantage."

Meanwhile at Elfen High, Alessa was fighting the demon-angel halflings that were sieging the school. Soon enough, he came face to face with the angelized Sylvia.

"Why are you doing this?" She asked as she fought.

[Ameriganastan]

"I suppose," Grim said, slightly shrugging, but partially agreeing, blindly. "I can't really agree with you, since this place is all I've seen of Hell. You probably overheard earlier, or a month ago, that I'm moving to French Hell. I assume that colonized areas of Hell have some more modernized pleasantries than the rest of Hell, but if they don't, how exactly does one attain food in Hell, be it plant-like or animal-like?"

Grim was expecting that Laz's answer would be something like "Go out and kill for it. You'll have to fight the plant's too", or something like that, but hoped that Hell had some sort of market, shop, or demon trafficking system.

"Colonized hell is for pansies. It's basically like taking a chunk of Earth, and sticking it down here in Hell. No fun. Used to be when you got hungry, you had to go out and catch yourself something to eat. Nowadays, you just have to go to the nearest market. But on the upside, the humans are total wusses, and usually hire demons like me to catch their kills for them. Netted myself a pretty penny doing that for a while."
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Back at Elfen High, the girls were weakly tearing through a group of the attacking angel-demon things, already looking worn out.

"Damn it, we barely had any time to rest up after the last attack. To your left!"

Lazaria quickly spun around to the left, giving it a good punch to the face.

"Quit complaining and fight!

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Calliel frowned, and looked at Ferdinand, Lewis and Crowley. "I feel we cannot risk that right now." he said sadly. The angel then hesitated. "I-I'm sorry." he told the dead/unconscious bodies.

Then he took the rest of the group, and they burst inside the giant ship.
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Sylvia didn't answer, and just jumped back, firing some white energy bursts...like angels did.
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Laz and Grim would look up and see a giant ship pass over them, and reality seeming to bend around it.

[Zarkenis Ultima]

Rathzeth, too, was not happy that they had to leave the unable or dead behind, but they had a job to do. Scott-Jehovah had to be taken down before the True Fae God could regain his full power, or else everything would be lost. Thus, Rathzeth burst into the ship alongside Calliel.

"Alright, now what?" He asked.

Meanwhile, at Elfen High...

Alessa was confused by Sylvia's behavior, but an enemy was an enemy, even if that enemy used to be the lunch lady. Thus, she used her lightsaber to deflect the angelic energy blasts that Sylvia sent at her, slashed two more heavenly demons in four, and then charged the former School-Guard lunch lady.

[Hardened Pyrokinetics]

Seeing as nobody cares, there had never been a meeting. If there was, this battle would've been over in a matter of minutes because lolguns. Of course, if there was, we wouldn't be RPing this little unimportant battle yet, because interrupting important, plot-related shit is completely and utterly stupid.

Meanwhile, The Twins had shepherded the students and teachers not fighting in a secure part of the school, assisted by the school's garrison of soldiers. At the same time, Richard was sniping from the roof like a boss. With each shot one of the hybrids exploded.

Morgan ran deeper into the fray, joining Sarana and Lazaria, lightsaber constantly moving. "This isn't as bad as the Siege, y'know. At least then we actually had to worry about being shot."

In an out-of-the-way corner, Rachael dueled with Miranda. But nobody cares about that so let's move on.

Timothy was nowhere in sight.

Back in God's Curse, James was still unconscious because Malakh is durpy sometimes.

[Ameriganastan]

Laz stared at the ship in the sky, looking rather un-amazed.

"You know, at some point in my life, i would have found something like that odd."