Seeds of Anxiety
Lludw Cigfrain
Morons in Black
"Finally we can go." Denton shouted as the doors for the trio were open. The two interdimmes would see Paige walking out, holding a dark purple book and a gun holster to her left hip. "I'm coming with you guys. The Fates like to use Tartarian and Infernal magic and entities, you guys will need my expertise on that matter to best deal with that." she gave them a small smile, the one having a confidant stance than from before. She felt assured of herself in this case because she was in her element.
Dowell looked over. "Sorry Paige but we don't have enough room. Blondie, Oswald, and the Pumpkin Queen are on the back seat." the woman frown slightly but merely shrugged. "I will find another car than." she looked at the three newcomers. "Let's see if you guys have what it takes to work in this town." the woman would walk away to find another car for her to ride in. Once the group was in the car Dowell looked behind through the rear view window.
"Okay since you guys are new to this and one of you think that this whole supernatural business is bullshit listen up. Regardless if you believe the Fates have black magic and can summon demons from the dark corners of existence they are not to be taken lightly. The bastards will be armed with guns they no doubt smuggle to be sold or to give into gangsters they bribed to work for them. Now chances are we are dealing with just that, hired guns being paid to do their dirty work. But keep your eyes peeled for anything strange. The Fates lost their boss in here and they have been fighting tooth and nail to keep their territories. Worse is that several big players were taken out or are severally weaken due to a shadow war that was waged in the town. That war has left a massive power vacuum that is making every small time gang and cult in the town turn the streets into a small scale occult war whenever the sun sets. The Fates are using some of their bosses pet projects to help them keep their power while gaining more. We might encounter some of them. So if you gut is telling you something is wrong chances are it is right."
He would turn on the car's engine with a simple turn of the key. "There is a chance we might encounter something else in the area. Either a new group who moved in to stake a claim in the town or another interdimmie like you three, either way consider this first mission as our welcome aboard party." Dowell would let out a harsh chuckle, his pot belly vibrating slightly from the action. "Let see how well you three will last on this god forsaken job." the man would begin to drive the car forward. "Also put on your damn seat belts. I ain't gonna get pulled over by the bloody cops because of you guys." he told them as he drove off to the warehouse. Behind him were other cars following the agent to the site.
A loud clang was heard, making the two skeletons stop in their track as they jolted in shock. The two would look around as they used floating bones surrounded by a magical aura to try and illuminate their path through the warehouse. They found walls covered in dry plaster and paint, some of the paint flaking off and covering the moldy and dusty floor with crusty sheets of dried paints and crumbles of plaster and shattered pieces of ceiling tiles. Light bulbs were either shattered or hang off their wires. Much of the windows were either covered in grime that made it difficult for moonlight and the electric lights from outside to shine through the age glass, the only parts of the window light from the outside could shine through was from the sections that were broken either into or from out.
The two skeletons even heard the sounds of water dripping, suggesting that the building was water logged and giving a good explanation for the mold present in this level. The two can see empty offices in the level. From the small rooms they saw chairs with their metal supports covered in dust and cobwebs, dust balls and desiccated insect remains trapped by the now abandoned trap and home of spiders who either left the room or died a long time ago. The metal of the chairs were now nothing more but patches of reddish orange to dark reddish brown, the metal being incredibly unstable to support any weight on it, granted if that wasn't enough to disway anyone from sitting on it the cut up cushions, covered in stains of an unidentified source with fungal growth being very close to the sites of the stains, might do it. The tables were also in a similar condition, their aged and rotten wooden exterior covered in dust left by time with some drawers either left wide open or lying on the floor.
Yellow and water ruined papers were on top of the tables, much of the words barely eligible to the monsters not that they had any concerns to read them. A few interesting items found were dusty, cobwebbed infested, typewriters and computers that seem to have been made in either the late 80s or early 90s, giving the two an idea for how long this warehouse was in use and possibly when it was closed permanently and lift to root by the elements and to be vandalize by rowdy teenagers, shelter for homeless drug addicts, and no doubt a meeting spot for questionable members of society. Sans eyes were on a pot holding the remains of a plant that was now just a thin, black, stick-like thing that drop over the pot and landed on the floor as a small spider climb up on it. He wonder if maybe meeting AEGIS in this situation was the right idea?
At the time they were confused and lost, they were desperate for answers and maybe a way to find themselves back to the New Republic as they were enjoying a small vacation in Coruscant. But now with a degree of hindsight he was thinking that if AEGIS was here than chances are neither he and his brother are alone in this building. The organization was very secretive on their duties, even when most members knew that they dealt with magical and other paranormal entities, objects, and phenomenon. Sans and Papyrus were both skeptical on their claims of monsters in their world being a threat, after all the humans in their world thought they were a threat long ago and they were sealed in the Underground. But being with AEGIS they realized that while not all monsters from their world was as bad as he heard from one very bigoted soldier he was right that none of the monsters in their universe were like the ones form his universe.
If Sans was being honest with himself he wouldn't call them monsters. Demons and nightmares are more apt names for them. The smaller skeleton shook his head as his mind wander to things he rather not remember right now due to his present setting. The warehouse was already creepy alone, no need to look for monsters in the dark. Except... there is a chance there is one with them, why else would AEGIS even be here?
"hey pap. you think maybe we should wait until the spooks are done with whatever they are doing in here and we met them outside?" he asked his brother, eyes on a broken fan that was pointing at him, the blades lacking the bar barrier to shield anyone from the blades of the fan if it was still working. The blades now were covered in rust and the edges seem to be blunted. A worrying sign that Sans saw was small brown spots on the blades. He didn't want to think what those spots were. As far as he was concern it was rust, nothing more. It was not blood and it wasn't used as a weapon on someone or something in this building some time ago.
Papyrus was looking at an old calendar that was dated to 1997, the aged and wrinkling papers showing a tropical beach with the month being on February. When his brother told him on leaving the building the taller skeleton looked down at him. "I MEAN, WE COULD SANS BUT WE ARE ALREADY IN HERE. I DON'T THINK THEY WOULD SHOT US BECAUSE THEY SHOULD KNOW THAT WE ARE ALLIES. I MEAN WE PROMISED ON GETTING THEM TO MEET WITH ASGORE, TORIEL, FRISK AND THE OTHERS ONCE THEY FIND OUR HOME WORLD." For once Sans wish his brother didn't speak so loudly as his voice echo throughout the quiet building.
"it's just well i was thinking. these are the guys that hunt bad monsters, demons, evil human magicians, and ghosts. if they are here than chances are this place isn't safe for us. so maybe it's best to leave here for both our sake and to not get in their way." Papyrus thought about what his brother said, his red glove hand rubbing his square chin as he "hmm" to himself. "YOU HAVE A POINT. WE AREN'T FAMILIAR WITH THE SORT OF THINGS THEY NORMALLY DEAL WITH AND WITH HOW THINGS LOOK IT SEEMS TO BE THAT WE ARE IN THERE WORLD. WISH WITH WHAT WE HAVE SEEN I THINK I CAN NOW UNDERSTAND A BIT WHY THEY ARE THE WAY THEY ARE. IF OUR WORLD WAS AS RUNDOWN AS THEIRS WE MIGHT ACT JUST LIKE THEM." A tone of pity and sympathy came out from Papyrus voice once he realized that the group that was seen as some within the Union as the "Token Evil Teammate" were infact people who became the way they were because they seem to live in a very rough universe.
Sans in a way to can feel some tinge of sympathy but he didn't let it reach the same level as Papyrus. He suspected that some of their behavior wasn't just because of their environment. They could have chosen to not do certain actions but they did because of some misguided sense of doing it for the "greater good". "why should i bother think about this? this isn't my world and so far they aren't like the demon from my world, they aren't going to kill anyone for no good reason." He disapproves of some of their methods and ideals, but he knows that not everyone in AEGIS is wholly bad, they are just good people forced to do crumbly things for a organization that is run by leaders who are amoral at best.
"well we will do something nice for them after they are done. now, let's get out of..." a loud gun shot would be heard coming from the air conditioner duct. The first gun shot would soon be followed by more gun shots as strange roars can be heard follow by screams of anguish and horror. The two skeletons were frozen on the spot, Sans having his magic eye flashing brightly with his eyes widen open, while his brother had his large mouth open as wide as he can possibly open it without breaking it off his skull. As the battle raged on it was Papyrus who spoke. "WE HAVE TO DO SAVE THEM BROTHER! WE CAN'T JUST LEAVE THEM TO DIE DOWN THERE!" He brother shouted.
Sans didn't react immediately as he was having flashbacks of another time when he heard many people dying. Of a world where piles of dust were the only traces of innocent souls mercilessly slaughter by a demon in human flesh, of his battle against the demon to stop the senseless genocide, of...
Sans was jerked out of his thoughts as he was pulled by his brother, his large gloved hand grabbing on to his smaller hand tightly, the older skeleton rushing down the hall and breaking through the doors with his own momentum and bones. "wait paps! we don't know what they are fighting, they can be fighting against some sort of super mutant or cyber demon or even a cthulhu knockoff!" Sans was panicking now, he wanted to get the two away from this fight now while they have the chance. They shouldn't be caught up with something that isn't their concern.
"WE CAN'T LEAVE THEM TO DIE SANS. THE GREAT PAPYRUS CAN NOT ALLOW SOMEONE IN TROUBLE TO BE LEFT ALONE, REGARDLESS OF WHATEVER DANGERS AWAITS ME." he declared, both boasting of his excellence but also showing off his honorable virtue to his lazy counterpart. While Sans normally loves the fact his brother was a nice guy in this moment he can feel that this was not the best case to be a nice skeleton. He knew that trying to convince his brother in the warehouse won't work, he needs to get them out. Just as he was going to teleport them the hall would suddenly become a blurred mess as they fell through the floor, the floor being so weaken by mold and age that it broke easily once the two skeletons stepped on it.
As the two screamed Sans would teleport the two to the floor without thinking, the two covering themselves as pieces of rotten wood fell on them. As the splinter rain finally ceased the two would lower their eyes, magical bones illuminating the room, the two gasping at what they saw as they can feel nausea and horror creep throughout their being. The floor was covered in blood and dead bodies, some being in pieces or as chunks of bloody meat and bone shards. They also saw brass robots torn to pieces, a few pieces used as weapons as they were impaled through the dead humans.
"I wasn't expecting the skeleton mafia to make a surprise appearance. I was told you all dressed funny but I wasn't expecting your attire to be so ridiculous." the two turn and they saw a young human male was the source of the voice. The most distinctive thing they saw about the human was his face, it was obscured by a plague doctor mask that only covered his nose and mouth. He had short, shaggy auburn hair, parted to the left. His eyes are thin, their irises small and gold, with rather long lower eyelashes and small eyebrows. From the structure of his eyes he was of Asian decedent if Sans was remembering his lesson of the different racial groups among the humans. He also possesses a small scar on the left side of his forehead, and three metal stubbs piercing through the lube of his left ear. The man wore a black dress shirt with matching dress pants, a pale gray tie around his neck and a belt with a long, thin buckle around his waist, and a long coat with white feathery collar and white surgical gloves.
Well one, the one hand that was absent of the glove was holding on to a scruffy blond guy wearing a suit and... sunglasses? At night? "Should I eat them master?" a man wearing a stitched up sack over his head with dirty and ragged clothing said to the other masked man who was his boss. The way the man twitch and cackled just set off all sorts of alarms to the two skeletons, especially as the amber eyes of the first man just made them feel like they were prey who trespassed on the liar of a predator who was not sated with latest hunt and was still searching for more victims. "Not yet Makami. I want to know why those jokers of mafioses think they can barge into our new territory and gather information on the current state of their group now that they lost their leader. Wish isn't that much of a surprise. What did that idiot think would happen if he aided the Ravenbound Witch?" the man shook his head.
The other man he held in his grip would speak. "Let go of me you damn ch.." he would never finish his sentence as he would let out an ear piercing scream. The two skeletons would see the man's veins bulged out as his skin began to bloat up, the skin turning red. They would see large tumors grow throughout this body and each one inflate into such grotesquely large sizes that the two fear that they would see them all explode, which sadly for them it was what happened. The first tumor to explode released a torrent of blood that shower on the concrete floor,a sickening wet pop was heard when the tumor exploded. More of the tumors began to pop and soon they saw the man's upper body just explode into a shower of blood and gore, coating the masked man and the sack man known as Makami in blood. "Disgusting. Giovanni, get rid of this filth off us and restrain the two." The man would shake his hand in an attempt to remove the blood and pieces of flesh stuck to his fingers.
"Gladly." they heard a deep, Italian accented, voice echo from the darkness. The two skeletons would feel their bodies stiffen as some force held them in place. They would try to move but not even the smallest nudge would occur, it was as though they were turn to stone. They would see the blood being pulled off the two men and flying up to form a sphere of blood. From the shadows they can hear tapping as well as foot steps. Coming out from the darkness they would see a man wearing the full ensemble of a plague doctor with a red scarf around his neck and on his right hand a cane similar in design to those used by Victorian gentlemen. "Greetings you two?" the plague doctor would give a slight tip to his hat as he bow. "I would give you two a warm welcome but unfortunately you two came to us at the worst possible time."
The two skeletons saw other people coming in, all of them wearing masks. Some wore plastic featureless masks or masks showing the faces of monsters that Sans remember seeing from Alphys animes and video games. He saw some wearing surgical masks and goggles on their eyes and some wearing classic ski masks used by robbers, a few just wore halloween masks. Some wore fancy clothing like the supposed leader while others wore more ragged and dirty clothing or wore eccecntric costumes like the plague doctor.
As the leader put on his glove he would see that his colleagues caught more survivors. "Where is Remy?" A woman wearing a red, tattered, kimono with her face covered by an oni mask would say. "The bastard never showed up. The man we thought was him was nothing more but a decoy made by that demon's toy robot." the masked man cursed. "He most likely won't care what we do with his men but we will find some use for them." he would look at the two skeletons.
The two were petrified on the situation they were in. None were sure what these people were going to do with them or if they will ever leave this place alive? "WH.. WHO... ARE YOU... PEOPLE..." Papyrus stuttered, his earlier bravado crumbled away just as one Fate member whose body broke down into dust by one man wearing an all dark attire with a skull mask and hoodie, the man killing his prisoner because he saw the Fate lackey taking out a knife.
The masked leader walked up to the two skeletons. "You can call us the Hyakki Yagyō." he would raise his right hand up. "And we are the new masters of this town." his eyes staring deep into the sockets of the two skeletons. "Now. Tell me who are you two and why you are spying on us?"
The two skeletons would see a shadowy imprint of a human rise from the ground. “Sir, a location own by the Fates close by was recently attacked. What do you want us to do?” the masked man kept his eyes on the two skeletons as he replied back. “Go with a few people to investigate who was responsible for the attack and see if we can get them to join us.” the shadow man bowed as he walked to the others to pick which member he would pick for the investigate.
Secrets of the Raven
Annwn
Scooby Gang
Elizabeth was silent as everyone was dragged before Andarta to see the birth of a new world, the witch rolling her eyes at the grandiose attitude the cultists were displaying. When they finally saw Andarta the witch saw the frail old woman that was once a walking goddess that was to date her most powerful enemy. "Bloody hell, what have you done to yourself Claudia? I know must of us mages aren't exactly the perfect example of good health, especially on the mental side. But this is depressing." the witch thought, feeling pity for the woman for how much she was destroying herself for this goal.
Of course she was somewhat grateful that Andarta's pitiful visage was brought to her attention; her mind was on the sights of the city and truth be told she felt as though she was almost going to black out again the more she saw it. Elizabeth saw more visions of the city during the walk: she saw it on the surface with a sun shining down upon it and the city populated by a diverse array of creatures yet she knew all of them were of the same species. She even saw the city floating in the recess of space and none of the beings that called it home were bothered by the lack of an atmosphere or gravity, hell they acted like they still were on a planet as the city flew through the cold and harsh abyss that was outer space. The music she heard throughout the city didn't help as it put her mind in a state to receive more of those visions.
The witch shook her head as she was starting to see herself being a queen of a desert world of magical people who practice dark magic and mixed it with technology. She wasn't just queen but a goddess, what was more strange than the outfit she wore was the fact she had twins. Another had her being in a space station trying to get some red headed soldier pants, unaware of the jealous female robot who wants to murder her for doing so. She also saw the same woman and robot pilot giant robots to fight humanoid clones with elongated heads in some city with many other people and aliens. "Okay it's official. This city is driving me nuts." the witch thought, almost missing Terry finally calling out Andarta for her actions.
The witch was quiet as everyone spoke to the cult leader, each one trying to convince her to see the error of her plan. When Wei joined in the witch glared at him. "Oh, so it isn't foolish when you join in? Bite me you hypocritical prick." The witch of course knew that vocally saying that would go against what was being done. As everyone implemented their own method to convince her to stop Elizabeth was silent as she thought on what she can say.
"Claudia." she heard her mother say. "You can use that Tower to undo your mistake. You can bring back the kids to their parents, erase the murders. You can even change your past so and Amelia can live the life you want? That is what you always wanted right?" she said, seeing the woman frown and squirm a bit. "Deep down you cherish those moments with her and believe me I know how it feels to lose someone dear. I wish that I can bring them back and spend all the lost time I could have had with them, you now have that chance. Instead of robbing generations of their future why not change your past so you can live in a better present and future?" she gave Claudia a smile.
Claudia seem to be in deep thought over it. "I will admit, the thought was in my mind several times when I found out about the Tower's powers." her voice sounded more tired than before, almost as though each plead to change her way and each one poking holes in her plan was draining whatever energy she had left. Elizabeth wonder if perhaps she would die from them just talking to her? A morbid joke she chided herself for having at this time.
"I truly wish I can erase the cult my parents were in, this cursed role I was in. To live a peaceful and normal life with Amalia." she grip the fabric of her robes that was above her blacken heart. "But we all know that such a wish will most likely have a price attached to it, it's simply too good to be true. Either we will never meet to begin with in the new world or my attempt will fail as the gods will just change everything so my change never happened, thus starting all of us back to this exact spot." she let out a hoarse chuckle. "Perhaps in another irritation that is what happened and now we are just back before we can begin the next possible loop." she shook her head.
"The plan will also make the sacrifices and efforts of everyone who made all of this possible pointless if I tried to erased them. That would be a more grievous insult to those who died so I can reach this point." she looked forlorn. "But I do like the fact we both had the same idea and can at least understand how it feels to lose someone wonderful in our lives."
When those words were uttered Elizabeth would speak up. "Make that three." she would look at her eyes. "You know I lost my family when I was young and that I lost my girlfriend years afterwards, hell I lost so many people who I was close with in my life. That lost still haunts me as much as the memories of what has been as well as the thoughts of what could have been." Elizabeth sounded calm but she didn't have the detached professionalism of Wei nor the emotionless monotone of Weiss. With Elizabeth there was a sense of empathy with her voice, even if she wasn't being highly emotional at the moment.
"Those people who died, many because they died by my actions or by my own hands, I do what I do because I needed to make their sacrifices, their deaths, mean something. I need to find some sense of redemption for all of my mistakes and actions, to know that maybe that somehow they don't hate me for what I did to them." Claudia looked at her. The calm mask that Elizabeth wore was cracking slowly as she spoke. "So we are the same in that regard. We both want to atone for our past crimes. So you can understand why this is my redemption." Elizabeth chuckled. "In a way I can, but this isn't redemption Claudia. This is just you running away. You aren't honoring anyone with resetting the world. That soulless utopia isn't one those kids want to live in. I think deep down you don't want that world either. I think you will be more content with just having the people you love back in your life and just cherishing every moment with them. Because if I was in your shoes that is what I would use the Tower for."
Her eyes went to the Tower. "But if you can't do it than try to use whatever you power you can try to actually save people; try to make this dying mess of a world slightly better. If not for you than at least do it for Amelia. Because be honest with yourself Claudia, do you think she would approve of what you have done, what you have done to yourself? You think she wants you killing people and robbing them of their free will in her honor?"
The Great Wizarding Rebellion
Anarchy in the UK
The Order of The Portrait of what Looked Like a Large Pile of Ash
The ruins of London were mournfully silent, as they always have ever seen the attack not so long ago. Even with the sun up the light felt much dimmer in the city than elsewhere in the UK. Many thought that magic might be to blame for the dark atmosphere in the city but many more chalk it up to the somber fact that many people have been killed and much of the cultural heritage of the city was also in ruins. What didn't help was the makeshift shrines and murals of those departed. Throughout different parts of the city one can not escape the candles, flowers, and photos of the many people who either have perished or remain lost from the dreadful attack.
The city is in essence the traumatic scar that was inflicted upon the muggles and it was the city that was the source of much of the hate that many muggles feel towards wizards and witches. For magic never existed than surely so many people wouldn't have died so senselessly. Many who come to the city are those who come to grieve for those they lost in the attack or search desperately among the ruins to find their love ones, either alive and hiding in the rubble or their bodies, anything would be preferable than to live with the mystery to their true fate.
Yet in the crowd of mourners and rescue workers a few have far more... less reputable reasons to be in the city. Scavenging. The ruins contain many items that many feel would find and sell to the highest bidder. A few wizard and witches even took it upon themselves to hide within the ruins as they felt that it would be the one place most muggles would not expect to find them. After all, who would willing live in the site of the supposed great sin?
Among the ruins a couple of youths were walking out of an abandoned shop, each holding bagged of ill gotten gains. "I can't believe no one thought to rob this place much earlier. We are gonna be rich when we sell these on Ebay." one of them said. As the youth went to their cars they didn't see the robbed figure watching them from the alleyway.
As the youths enter the car the driver would turn on the headlights and they and the rest would scream in horror as they saw a black robed figure standing before them. "What the fuck? How did that fucker get in front of us so quickly?" One shouted "Blimey, the wanker is a bloody ghost." a cockney youth shouted.
The driver would stick his head out of the window. "Oi, what do you want old man. We are busy." the robbed man remain still. "I need to know. What year is this?" the rest of the hoodlums looked at each other before laughing. "This bastard is a draft cunt. Let's get out of here before granddad here starts to tell us his war stories." the driver would ask the man to move. The robbed figure would take out a wand and without a word would send the driver screaming as he felt every muscle and nerve burning in excruciating pain, yet he also felt exquisite pleasure from the curse.
"I will not repeat myself you wastes of space, what year is this?" One would give him the answer. "I see. I guess time has flied by after my departure." he looked at the buildings. "Yes, a lot has changed. Tell me gentlemen, do you know what has happened to London?" the group now afraid told him everything the government told the public. The robbed figured threw his head back, laughing maniacally. "Oh I knew Fudge was incompetent but this?! This is so depressing it goes around to being hilarious." the man would keep on laughing.
During his laughing fit one of the youths would try to go to the car but suddenly the man would point his wand on the boy and his body would transform into spiders, making the others freak out. the robbed man put the wand to his neck "SILENCE!!!" he voice echo loudly throughout the deserted streets of London. "None of you will leave unless I say so! Now this one is important. Where is Madison Goodwell?" the terrified youths all looked at him, none saying a word.
"WHERE IS SHE!!!" he would flick his wand and a tree would combust into flames, only making the youths more terrified. The man shook his head. "Nevermind, talking to you muggles is like trying to talk to a chimp." He would look at his wand. "Hopefully my former servants will be of some use." he would look back at the youths. "I have a special message that I want you all to deliver." He would pull back his hood; revealing a pale man with red hair and brown eyes. "Tell the world that Ableton Ashel Renik has return from the dead and I will bring forth a new age upon both Great Britain and the world. Tell the pathetic masses of both world that the true wizard king has returned to the world and with it will arise a new order. The Eyes of the Midnight Sun!" he would thrust his wand in the air and fire a spell.
From the cloud they can see them converging on where the spell stopped, the clouds turning as black as the night sky. As many people in the city look on with horror and confusion they would say the clouds take on the shape of a raven being strangled by a snake, it's fangs bared upon the raven's face. But soon they would see the shape change from it. From the raven becoming a victim of a serpent they saw soaring in front of a sun with ten eyes.
The youths would see dark smoke flying in the air and the smoke crashing down, revealing people in dark robes. "Lord Ableton, we await your return my lord." the man wearing a beaked mask said. Ableton looked around. "I see some of you are missing? No doubt still locked up in Azkaban. A small hassle for us now that the Ministry is no more." he would look at the masked people. "All of you. When I finally signaled my return you all dutifully came to me." he would stretch his hands out. "It is loyalty like this that many kings award his subjects for. Yet..." his expression soured. "None of you so much tried to avenge my death! None of you lead to the Ministry's destruction! Not one of you tried to bring my back from the dead! I must say, I'm very disappointed in you all"
The beaked wizard would kneel before Ableton. "I apologize my lord. We never doubted for a moment that you will find a way to return from the veil of death, so we felt assured that we had no need to try and bring you back. Goodwell was protected by Dumbledore so we couldn't touch her and the Ministry I assure you would have been ripe for you to take over someday my lord. But AEGIS and their dark god ruined our plans." Ableton looked at the man with curiosity. "Dark God you say? You have my curiosity. I will spare you all as you all will help me in understanding this new world." he would point to the muggles. "But for you all. I offer these muggles for your amusement. Do spare one, I need that one as the messenger."
For the next hour unspeakable horrors occurred in the streets of London as the screams of pure terror could be heard as well as the laughter of mad men who acted like devils. When it was done and the dark mages flew off only one youth was left alive, frozen stiff in fear as he was surrounded by his dead friends. None paid to heed a strange mark burn to the wall of the shop. The symbol of a snake leaving the mouth of a skull.
The two yokais looked at Kiara with mild amazement, the two respecting the young girl for her surprising skills in combat. “Who taught you how to fight like that girl?” Tenzma asked. Toshinori looked at Madison. “We can’t keep her trap. If we did they will get her and who knows what those sorcerer will do if they have access to the dust in her body?” the tengu growled, his fist clenched tightly. “I don’t agree with what you are thinking but you’re right. We can’t keep her lock up.” He looked at her.
“If you feel like you are going to lose control at any moment tell us. We can’t have you attack us while we are trying to escape from this ship.” The tengu looked to the inugami and nodded. Toshnair walked to the door frame and began to remove the cards binding Madi in place.
Elsewhere in the airship gunshots were heard as the squad of AEGIS soldiers stay close with each other as they moved into cover, all of them firing bullets to the Aurors who were firing spells at them as they hide behind cover. The dragonflies and pterodactyl were captured by the aurors and while the woman used some of the trapped aurors as shields against spells she was being overwhelmed, it was only a matter of time before a spell hits her and she either dies in the struggle or is captured.
Elsewhere in the ship John Lennon incerated a wizard’s face with his eye lasers while Paul Mccarthy was dunking another’s head in the toilet, Ringo flushing the dial to give the wizard a swirly. George Harrison was strangling another auror. All four were singing as they fought against the aurors.
In another part of the ship two aurors looked at the carnage. One who wore a blue robes and was darker in complexion compare to most looked at the scene and shook his head. “They can’t be serious about all of this.” The other who was much younger and had longer hair would reply. “No, I’m Sirius. Those guys are just idiots.” the other auror sighed. “Indeed.” he would look to Sirius. “Find Goodwell Sirius. We need to reach her before the others do.” The auror hailing from the house of Black grinned. “When have I ever failed you Shackle old buddy? I will find her in five minutes at most.” the wizard would apport and begin his search for Madison. “Hopefully you will find her before that time period. If we want this nightmare to end we need Goodwell on our side.” Shacklebolt said, feeling as though something terrible was either going to occur or has.
