Death Begets Life

[Ryan - Loki]

A few short seconds had passed after his warning before something happened again, only this time it wasn’t exactly something that would cause him any harm, not that he had been caused any thus far.

Thus far the tentacles of fire had been tightly wrapped around his limbs but tightly to them wasn’t that tight to him, in fact to Loki it had been so tight that he had been able to completely relax his muscles, that’s how tight they had been for him, but now they really did get tight, not tight enough to cause Loki any pain but tight enough to be able to stretch him out; and that’s exactly what they did. They pulled his body outward, causing his form to fall back in a spread-eagle position before slowly moving him over towards where he knew they woman was.

Sooner than expected he had been lifted up once again, this time the right way up, and he was face-to-face with this woman. Now Loki got his first look at her. She seemed to be pretty tall, roughly about 5”6, although Loki could only guess this much in his current state. Her hair was long and braided in two large braids that fall well pass her waist, a navy blue colour in the darkness of the night, and her skin was pale much like Loki’s own. Her attire consisted of a black sleeveless shirt that fitted snugly over her figure and fell just below her waist, just over the edge of her pants, which seemed to be made of a denim-like material, a bit on the baggy side.

And finally, and probably the most important detail, her eyes. They were a hazel colour, although slightly darkened by the night, and even though they seemed lifeless Loki could see deep down within them. They say, at least in old samurai myth, that ones eyes were the gateway to their soul and someone who was at piece within themselves could see through into that person’s soul just by looking into their eyes. It was true. Loki could see deep within this human looking woman lye a demon of great power just itching for a way out, for control. It reminded him of while he was stuck within his other half.

She spoke to him, but in her sentence she but only contradicted herself. “You mean me no harm? The flames seek my blood?” these were not questions but rhetorical questions. “You can control these flames if you wish and it is not the flames that have tasted my blood…Demon.” Loki said, so quietly as to force her to pay attention to his every word or to not hear them at all.

[sin]

Her head tilted slightly to the side as their eyes met, for the first time. It was odd almost, starting into his eyes, she could see them prying into her own. Looking for something? Her maybe? The truth of her soul? Well he really only needed to ask if that was what he was looking for. Sin saw no reason not to show it to him, should he ask, but she would not until that time. If simply because she was practicing keeping the guise up even when her powers were at play.

Admittedly she was still getting use to it, so she needed all the practice she could get, and this was the perfect opportunity.

He persisted in calling her Demon, true it was what she was, but now who she was. Was very rude, and yet as a contradiction to that though, she continued to call him Dark One though he had given his name as Loki. So yes, the man was correct, Sin did contradict herself often and most of the times more than once in one sentence.

It was one of her little quirks, reminisced of the phrase "Do as I say, not as I do". Regardless though, Sin knew full well what she was doing. As said before, it was a quirk of hers, something she did simply because it amused her and seemed to annoy others, which only amused her more. Yet in this case, with this man of Hell, she found amusement in everything about him. From his annoyance with her, to his brass arrogance. Simply entertaining.

"Sin," she spoke at last, "is the name chosen for one such as I when I came to exist," her head tilted as she regarded the bound man with obviously amusement, "Demon, is simply the race of which I was conceived...nothing more and nothing less Dark One."

She grinned at him slightly, though it went unseen behind him as it was hidden behind the high collar of her shirt. However, though he could not see it, it was clear in her voice, which still cleared with it the hint of seductive violent power.

After a brief moment, the flame tentacles and pillars began to adjust rapidly. They moved fluidly, with grace becoming of the black crimson flames. The tentacle around Loki's neck held firmly, seemingly unmoving, while the rest of the them adjust and went lax. Loosing their hold on his body parts. Though before releasing him completely (except for by the neck) and hanging him some 15 feet off the ground. Four of the fire pillars closed in on him, the two that had been supporting the tentacles that held his legs shrunk down several feet to rest under his own feet. The two pillars that had previous held his wrist formed a fiery seat under him.

And lastly, finally, the last pillar that still held fast to his neck connected with the other pillars, to form a back rest to what appeared to be a chair, or throne of fire. The tentacle around his neck loosen and sank back into the pillar that now supported his back. The heat from the chair was reduced back to a comfortable temperature. Making it feel like nothing more than a heated chair.

Sin watch all of this from her perched on the stone pillar, amused with her work. Yes, HER work, she had taken once more control of the flames as it was right to do. If this man, this creature proved truly unworthy of the gift she had given him, then he would burn within that chair. But for the moment, that was yet to be seen.

Her hidden grin grew more twisted behind the cover of the high collar, and the only indication of it, other than the amused and excited tone of her voice, was the sudden bright flash of her eyes. They flashed from lifeless hazel to brilliant gold for a matter of a second before fading back again.

"There now....a throne perhaps more befitting a Lord of Hell, don't you think?" Her tone, as mention was full of amusement and excitement, along with its natural qualities. Admittedly the question posed did care traces of sarcasm as well.

[Ryan - Loki]

Within a few seconds of waiting the demon woman spoke to Loki once more, this time revealing her name. This brought a smirk upon Loki’s face. So her names Sin aye?… He wasn’t sure if she had revealed her true name to him merely because she was being polite or maybe perhaps maybe she was getting rather annoyed with being called ‘demon’, he wasn’t sure, but either way he had decided that the name Sin for a demon woman such as herself was a rather fitting name. He liked it.

It was then that things started to get just a little bumpy. The pillars that had been up around him, the ones in which the flaming tentacles had been coming off from, had begun to move in a graceful motion. The tentacles that had been tightly wrapped around his legs, arms, etc. had suddenly begun to lose their grip around him before completely letting go. Loki was now hanging from his neck, the tentacle around it being the only one not to have loosened up or let him go, but Loki didn’t move or struggle, he just continued to smile as he hung there.

He had kept eye contact with Sin now, not moving to look away from here nor blinking either, so what was happening below him he did not know, neither did he care. Slowly but surely he was lowered down into what seemed to be a chair or throne created from the fire that just a few moments ago held him capture, and it was only after that did the tentacle around his neck loosen up and fade away slowly into the back of the chair.

The chairs temperature had faded away back to almost nothing, a warm and comfortable temperature for any normal being at least, but Loki needed not worry about the temperature or such things like that for he was a Lord of Hell, and the most powerful one at that, at least in his own opinion. Loki was still to take his eyes away from Sin at this point, staring off into her deep hazel eyes, and then suddenly they flickered from a lifeless hazel to luminous gold for a matter of a second before quickly fading back to a lifeless hazel once more. Her inner demon shining through it seemed. She was clearly enjoying herself, and why wouldn’t she? She was in the company of Loki, the single most sexist and all-powerful being in the entire universe.

Suddenly Sin spoke once more. It was clear that there was just a bit more than a hint of sarcasm in her voice, and from what Loki could tell from her tone she was also grinning or smirking, something along those lines at least. As long as your having fun. Taking a rather long blink Loki relaxed his body once more, slouching back into the flaming throne. “You know…you’re lucky you released me when you did Sin…” Loki said, almost half-heartedly as he returned his eyes back towards her, them suddenly pulsating a bright Crimson blood colour before returned to a duller version of the colour. “I thought I was going to have to take away your life…Hah, how ironic. Taking away the life of the one who gave you life…almost like someone murdering their mummy” Loki couldn’t help but let out a slight chuckle as he spoke, for some reason the subject amused him, then again maybe it was this entire situation.

[sin]

Take away life from the life-giver? Well that would be an ironic twist...but how was he to know she would not come back to life herself? If she could bring him back from the realm of death why not herself? Well she'd leave him to ponder that or not, it matter not to her. She was not afraid of death, she was not afraid of the place after death...of the hell she knew she was condemned to. Although she had no wish to return home so quickly, after all she had only just escaped.

"Kill ones own mother?" Her head tilted vaguely to the side at this concept. Certainly she understood the concept of a mother, even if a demon was not born, instead they were simply brought forth from whatever material, element or concept which they reflect. A demon of greed, was simply brought into existence by the collective greed of a set about of people or creatures. Vengeance demons, by the souls of the many wronged that died without retribution.

Herself was no different in this concept, but her birth was an odd thing. She was born with no set purpose, such as bringing greed or vengeance down upon others. No she was a result of a mixing of great powers. Of rage and flames, as well as life and death. One could argue she was something of a 'test-tube' baby. She was an idea thought of, and then experimented with to archive the perfect results. And for the the purpose of their experiment she was a fatal perfection.

Born of the raging flames of her home world at the hands of death, but given the gift of giving-life. She was a paradox to her people, but she was also feared and she enjoyed that fear. But she was after all a demon, so it was only natural that she should.

"I suppose one would require such a thing in order to kill it.." Refocusing her gaze upon the man before, she posed a question unto him. "Tell me oh mighty lord of hell...what angel struck you down?" a raised brow accompanied her question, for it was truly a question of curiosity on her part.

She had tasted and smelled another's blood in the area, but Loki's had been the most dominating as his was the most spilt in the area. But she was curious, as was a part of her nature to be, about this other power. If they could fell a lord of hell, then they two were of a great interest to her. She sought power, to control if possible, to devour when necessary.

As she waited for his answer, the flames about them, closed in once more, encircling them in a tight ring of flames. There was no more than 5 feet between them and the flames, and with such close proximities the temperature rose drastically. It was more than hot enough to suffocate any human, hell even burn them alive like an oven if one had been caught inside. But for Sin it was little more than a warm breeze compared to how she truly liked it. But temperatures that extreme would melt the very ruins around them, and Sin had no desire to destroy the landscaping.

[Ryan - Loki]

Loki merely sat comfortably as he continued to merely watch Sin as she simply sat a few metres away from him. He could see her processing what he had said, he was watching her as she processed her thoughts that then came to a conclusion and left her mouth in words. It was a beautiful thing to be this aware of your surroundings, especially to the point where you could actually tell when the other person was thinking. That my friend is a gift that very few possess and one that even less can master, one of the many traits of the Samurai.

Her voice entered his ear and instantly his brain processed what she had said, the words bouncing around inside his head for a brief second as his memory unlocked the events of what happened to him just moments before he had passed away, well murdered to be exact. It all came flooding back to him in a matter of seconds, the standoff between himself and Ryan, then the suddenly movement from Ryan that had caused Bane to be flung from within his hand, then the sudden cold feeling of metal as the Twin Reavers were thrust within his stomach, and then the feeling of Bane being forced through his chest at high speeds. Everything went black after that.

Loki had closed his eyes briefly why everything rushed through his mind but open opening them once more his vision was instantly drawn towards Sin, the woman of Demon blood that sat directly in front of him. The fact she wasn’t half bad looking as well added. “It wasn’t an angel, as much as a messenger of the Elder God’s…an errand boy even.” Loki replied as he laughed towards his own comment. “One of the last two Samurai left upon this planet…my other half, a brother I suppose in a sense, who I used to be apart of….” A grin now appearing upon his face as he paused, tension building up. “Ryan Jiaoimasu.”

[sin]

Her cold lifeless eyes remained focused upon him; there was little else for her to be aware of aside from the flames that played around them. But she was always aware of the flames, of any type of fire for that matter. Be it her own creation or not, it was her to command and toy with as she pleased.

But I digress. She took in what he had to offer as an explanation for his death and she found it rather amusing. If not all together ironic. So his brother slew him? It reminded her somewhat of the Genesis story she had heard in passing from a Demon from the planet Earth. Though now, thinking about it, she should have liked to have heard the rest of the story but sadly the demon had ended up being her between meal snack.

She licked her chops at the thought of another snack, the movement while involuntary went unseen as it was hidden behind her high collar. The only other indication of the though of food was the sudden gleam of golden that flashed over her dull hazel gaze for a brief moment.

She truly was a greedy, insatiable creature in her own right. She ate when it wasn't needed, killed for the simple pleasure of seeing blood run...death just came easy to her, it was a constant companion much like the flames within her. Though, the whole point of escaping her realm for this was one for a new start. So with that in mind, that meant that Sin would have to curve he cravings and try and act human...

She blinked then, a frown twitching at her hidden lips. This was going to be harder than she originally thought...

Shake her head she turned her full attention back to Loki once more; She blinked slightly, a vague look in her eyes, "One thing I never cared much about the Gods for...never had the damn balls to get off their asses and fight their own battles." Her head tilted slightly. It was true, Gods were considered cowardly sissies in Sin's book. But so where a lot of demons as well..so...

"Though it seems a little sad to see a Lord of Hell, slain by a simple errand boy.." She still watched him, her gaze as well as her tone wasn't really in the way of judging him as it seemed to simply point out the obvious.

[Ryan - Loki]

“Hahaha…” Loki burst out laughing almost instantly after hearing what Sin had to say over his short, down to the point, explanation story. “You know what Sin, I’ve decided I’m not going to kill you anymore…you have talents in many areas it seems, including amusement.” A clear smirk present upon his face as he replied to her; Loki meant no disrespect from what he had said, it merely being the truth from his point of view, her irony and ability to state the obvious when it wasn’t needed was extremely funny to him, although perhaps it was because others would find it irritating.

“Yes, the God never do anything on their own…” Loki continued, his voice dropping down to a whisper almost, as he sat forward in his throne of fire. “But if they did then us Lords of Hell would surly have a lot less follows…” Loki said, a clear smirk upon his face still. Slowly Loki lay back in the throne, getting comfortable once more, as he turned his head too look out into the distance over the edge of the ruins before he spoke again. “Anyway…I’ve meet the God’s, and I understand why they gave Ryan the job of being their messenger…” he said pausing only to look back towards Sin, his crimson Red eyes suddenly seeming to give off a soft glow before fading back to normal. “After all…he and I are near identical in ever way.”

[sin]

"His blood taste like yours, but is not. It is...purer in essence, while yours is much like a dark molasses. Rich, dark and concentrated.." She carried a thoughtful expression upon her features, as she thought back to the sweet nectar of blood she had tasted on the sword. A wistful look passed through her eyes before vanishing and her attention was back upon Loki.

She uncrossed and recrossed her legs, and leant forward just a bit toward Loki. A look a sudden curiosity filling her eyes as she regarded him upon the throne of blazing fire, she herself had created.

"Why are you upon this plane?"

[Ryan - Loki]

Loki watched as her expression changed to one in thought as she finished speaking about the richness and pure evil that flowed through his body and the pure and utter goodness that flowed through that of his brothers body; of Loki knew no better he would have mistaken her for a bloodsucking vampire. He could feel the demon within her in all of its natural beauty but alas it seemed to be fighting a battle against something, an inner strength that constantly fought against her demon nature in an attempt to suppress it; Loki could relate to such an ordeal as much the same happened to him while concealed deep within Ryan so long ago.

Loki continued to stare upon Sin with what would have been seen as great animosity to anyone who didn’t understand the nature of evil as in reality he was staring upon her with a certain amount of respect, admiration and even lust. This, to the right person, was all clearly visible within his deep crimson eyes, if you knew where to find it that is. Slowly she leaned forward somewhat, a curiosity stricken face, before querying him. Slowly Loki leaned forward too, pausing somewhat. “…Why’d ya think?” he muttered to her, smirking all the while. “My brother left me a message, so to speak, and I knew it meant he’d be waiting here for me…now how was I, a Samurai with Saiyan and Dragonian blood, plus a Lord of Hell, meant to pass up such a treasure?”

[sin]

"Perhaps you were not meant to...as you did not..and simply destined to die on this night; which you did." Her head tilted slightly, and she begins to lean in just a bit more toward him. Her eyes, dull hazel, lifeless voids stare into his own gaze. They flicker slightly, searching for something in Loki's eyes, but for what exactly? It was hard to tell. But for a moment, brief lapse of a second, her eyes melt into an icy gold color. Unless you were looking closely at her eyes, which Loki was considering how close Sin was leaning toward him, one couldn't necessarily tell the difference when her eyes reverted back to their natural demonic coloring.

After a moment, she finally leans back again, her eyes still locked unto his, but once more their human dull color, "And what do you plan to do now that I've overridden your Fate?"

As she waited for his reply, she felt something rumbling within her. She blinked slightly and glanced down at her human guise. What in the... There it was again, that rumbling, followed by a dull ache of something in her stomach. Something familiar. Suddenly an imagine flashed her mind's eye, a nice bloody slab of meat, raw and delicious. She groaned inwardly, she knew what the feeling was, it was hunger.

Had it really been 6 months already since her last real kill? Her eyes focused on Loki again, maybe she should have left this one for dead and simply eaten him instead. His blood was certainly delicious enough...

[Ryan - Loki]

“Perhaps…” Loki softly said, now merely inches away from Sin’s own face as she moved forward. Maybe she was right, then again he was never one to believe in such a weak belief fate, he was too strong to allow another entity to decide his life for him; he decided what happened within his life, through choice and his choice alone. Maybe Sin did believe in fate and destiny, it wouldn’t have surprised him if those very things actually existed after everything that he had came to understood about the fact that nothing in life is truly impossible; after all, he was living proof.

Watching her eyes closely Loki noticed the sudden, even if abrupt and only brief, change from hazel to golden in colour before returning back; the conflict seemed to be never ending with the only escape the known to him the means he used to escape, that spell. The thoughts of finding the exact manor of in which to cast this spell and use it upon Sin to free her from her ongoing torment, or near enough a split personality, passed through Loki’s mind, for a split moment or two, before vanishing again quickly as she once again spoke, moving back away from him. “Fate,” he started. “Its such a weak concept.” he continued, keeping complete eye contact with her. “And at any rate…I die I go to Hell, which I might add I am the Lord of” slowly he leaned back within the throne of flames. “I am, in a lack of better terms, a God.”

It was at times like these when Loki’s true cockiness began to shine through, the odd thing about this particular situation though was that in a strange sense he was almost completely right; if not slightly bemused by the logic of his words. “But in answering your question Sin, I plan to rule supreme over everything…which comes a question from me Sin…” he slowly said, looking away from her for a brief second. “Fancy joining me?” he asked, looking at her once more. “You’re ruthless, cunning, intelligent, powerful and beautiful… frankly…you’re my kinda gal.”

[sin]

Though her eyes were locked onto his, her attention was split between him and her stomach. She could fill the hunger growing with each moment and with each passing moment the thought of eatting the creature before her was becoming more and more tempting. But considering it would be an waste of enegry to eat him so soon after she had revived him, she pushed the thought aside.

For the time being.

Her thoughts instead turned to his question. Would she join him? Well it was an interesting thuoght really. She could easily sense the power within him, even without hte taste of his blood still on her tongue. She herself was a creature of power, and it was only naturally really, when one stopped to think about it, that two creatures of evil and power would seek out eachother and join forces, right? Perhaps.

Sin however held no delusions of thought, in thinking that Loki was as ruthless as she naturally was. Thus wouldn't habour second thoughts are turning on her, if it proved in his best interest to do so. After all, she would do the exact same thing if it came down to it. Still the prospect of the idea was intriguing and Sin was always a creature lived by her curious nature.

"You kind of gal huh? I suppose one should take that as a compliment coming from a Lord of Hell," her head cocked just so slightly to the side, her eyes forever locked on him, even when he looked away. He was looking more and more appetitising by the minute...

She needed to eat first, she couldn't think straight on an empty stomach. So finally her eyes averted from the Lord in front of her and she stood up upon the stone pillar she had been using as a perch. The fires around them flickering and sway, pulsating as they seems to come alive with their masters movement.

"The question you pose is an intriguing one I shall admit, but I shall not answer it at the present," her gaze by this time had been drawn into the flames to her immediate left, but for a moment they fell back upon Loki, once more their natural demonic gold, "I hunger..and I cannot, will not, continue this discussion until I have time to sate myself fully."

She regarded him a minute longer before turning her gaze back to the flames, "And I'll venture a small assumption in that, you would not appreciate it truly, if I turned my hunger upon you.."

[Ryan - Loki]

Loki was more than somewhat surprised when Sin didn’t immediately jump at the chance to join him, and was even more surprised when she half declined the offer until she had filled her stomach and had time to think on the matter; this was all clear upon his face, if you knew where to look. Loki, who would have usually seen this as a sign of blatant disrespect, managed to control his anger by remember that she did not know, or had not seen, the true nature of his wrath and thus not knowing that he did not throw around a chance like this to anyone, in fact he hadn’t actually throw around this chance to anyone outside of Mentar; which reminded him, he still had yet to hear back from Natas on such subject.

Pushing all other thoughts aside Loki merely continued to watch Sin until she finally finished speaking, her last words causing Loki to laugh; it wasn’t through disrespect or that he didn’t believe that she meant the words she spoke, but simply because his arrogance and cockiness caused him to believe she couldn’t actually put those words into action against him. Leaning forward slowly once again Loki spoke in a whisper. “…I think it’s that you appreciate it if you tried…” slowly he leaned back within his makeshift throne.

He knew she wouldn’t be tempted into full deciding right at this moment, he could see the hunger within her eyes. Suddenly a band of flames suddenly picked up around his body only these flames were not of Sins origins, these flames belonged to Loki. “I’ll give you the time you need to satisfy your hunger Sin…” Loki softly said, the flames beginning to take him. “When you’re quite ready…you come and find me.” he finished, winking as he gave one last wave and vanished within the flames. The flames pulsated slightly and then vanished into thin-air, nothing left behind but a slight puff of smoke.