Saga: All roads lead to Rues

[kihaku]

It'd been a relatively short journey the two Spirits had made from their respective continents, Reiaz from Lavertia, Elena from Larleta then to Metapha, but in all things had gone smoothly. Granted, a large chunk of forest was decimated for decades, a church and a community was scarred forever, a village was wiped off the face of the earth with its inhabitants now residing within the sword of a Joshuen warrior, but hey, you can't make an omlet without cracking a few eggs, right?

The wind whistled past Reiaz's ears as he soard towards the island nation Ryan had named "Rues," though he knew very little of what was really going on. He did know quite a bit of what had happened, but very little of what the future might bring. He was far from certain that the danger was either over or just lying in wait, whether the Will was either on this planet or not, but at least there was hope on the horizon. Hope was one commodity that the small boy rarely ever had.

The wind whistled past Elena's ears as she soard towards the island nation Rizuk had named "Rues," and she was glad she knew exactly what was going on. She could remember little of what had actually lead to this point in time, but what the future might bring was clear to her mind, as bright and calm as the sky she traveled. The danger wasn't nearly over, just simply lying in wait though where Will was hiding was hidden from her senses. Probably obvious, but still, it had to be considered.

Both Spirits were unknowingly heading towards the exact same location, and it was this location that a pair had plopped down upon by chance, halfway around the world. A gentle breeze sighed past Kihaku's ears as he rested on the nation he knew to be Rues, and he was anticipating something to happen. Having lost his memories, all he knew for now was that he was alive, as was his assistant and puil, Chameleon. There were many people coming, several of which he felt he should recognize. Two in particular tugged at that invisible membrane that held his instant remembrance of his past at bay, and it annoyed him greatly.

Still, anything worth anything to anyone was worth waiting for.

When Rizuk and Jimmy finally arrived nearby, Elena and Kilix weren't far behind, while Reiaz, Dimitri, Zolomon, and Ryan had landed at a point equidistant from Kihaku and Cham as the other group, destined to meet in the middle. Kihaku felt he was surrounded, and knew that Cham, with his increasing ability to sense power levels, would feel it too, but for now it was of little consequence. If they wanted them dead, they wouldn't have taken so long to surround them before attacking.

As the two groups approached the middle, and they finally came into view and shouting range, Elena started to giggle giddly, while a smile broke over Reiaz's boyish face.

"ELENA!!"

"REIAZ!!"

They ran towards one another and caught the other in a tight hug, the girl lifting the youth clear off his feet and spinning him around as a sister would a younger brother. They held the embrace for a good moment or two before letting go, their eyes conveying all the things they needed to say in a fraction of an instant. Elena chuckled and ruffled the light blue hair, the small boy giggling and pushing her stomach playfully.

Meanwhile, Kihaku had just been standing there watching, waiting for the touchy-feely to be over. When they'd finally come apart, Kihaku spoke up. "Hey! If there's a REASON you two are Chaos Spirits, and I feel like I should know you and what's going on here, I'd damn well like an explanation."

((posting order goes:

1. Cham
2. Zolomon
3. Dimitri
4. Me
5. Ryan
6. Kilix
7. Crimson
8. Jimmy/Rizuk
9. Me

Follow this order, or die. If you do not post within 3 days, I authorize the next person to post.))

[chameleon]

Cham stared at the approaching people, especially the two who had very similar aura's to Kihaku. Were they really Chaos Spirits just like Kihaku? THat would mean he had family. This was a good thing, though Kihaku didnt seem happy. Cham stepped forward next to Kihaku.

"Sir, why do you seem angry?" He said looking to Kihaku and then the other two carefully. "Hello, I'm Chameleon, apprentice to Master Kihaku here," he said pointing at his mentor.

[zolomon]

(OOC: Yayzorz! No more waiting!)

Thanks to the brilliant deductive capabilities of a certain samurai, Zolomon and his jolly troupe of companions were on their way to an island continent by the name of Rues. Excited at the prospect of bloodshed, Zolomon couldn’t help but grin with glee. ’Oh, I DO hope there will be blood... lots of blood!’ He had really missed the monstrous creatures from his home. Here everyone was too human, it was beginning to grow monotone. Luckily, everything changed when Reiaz arrived. The vampire’s sights trailed to the boy subtly and lingered only for a moment. His disturbing grin widening, Zolomon turned his eyes back to the direction of Rues and snickered to himself. This could be fun.

When they finally arrived, Zolomon sensed the presence of several others. Some seemed familiar, and it proved to be so when he came within eye’s reach. He remembered that dark figure from some time ago, probably before the tournament. He had nice eyes.... Somewhat like Reiaz’s, in fact. At that moment the vampire realized exactly what he had seen in the boy. The chaotic power felt in that man, it was also present in the boy, and it called out to the vampire. ’So THAT’S it. I knew there was something familiar about him!’ The group landed, and before he managed to say anything, Reiaz and some girl popped into one another’s arms for some unnecessary (by Zolomon’s count) emotion-y stuff. Meh.

After they were done frolicking in the sun while holding each other’s hands, Zolomon approached. ”So... are you who we were looking for?” he said to the man dressed in black, though the question was really addressed to Reiaz. Though Zolomon was a bit curious about what went on, he just wanted to get the talking part over with so he could kill. With a bit of good fortune, that is what he would be doing soon. He could not wait!

[Ryan - Loki]

(OOC: Sorry Bro, but its been three days and there’s been no sign of you. Can’t hold the saga up.)

The trip to Rues wasn’t a long one, not considering that they were all within the land of Lavertia when they had left, but despite the length of the journey Ryan had gained at least a little amount of time to finally run everything through his head and come to a sensible conclusion on the entirety of the situation - if you could call anything that happened in a day upon Dragonia sensible.

There are beings known as ‘Chaos Spirits’, four to be exact. The Heart, The Hands, The Eyes, and the Will of Chaos, were the different categories that they had been named as. The minions, meaning monsters, of Chaos had rebelled against young master Reiaz and a companion of his, so they came to Dragonia in search of them. His companion, a young lady by the name of Elena, is somewhere on the planet, and so is another Chaos Spirit by the name of Kihaku - a name that sounds somewhat familiar. The last Chaos Spirit is also believed to be upon Dragonia, and is suspected to be behind all of the problems. Finding ‘the Will of Chaos’ leads to the preservation of Dragonia. And now a ‘gate’ of sorts is being opened on the country of Rues, perhaps it all ends today.

Letting out a small laugh, Ryan shock his head in disbelief. “To anyone other than myself, all that information could possible be seen as insanity in the form of speech.”

Before he realised anything they had all arrived at their destination. It wasn’t until the cloaked figure, that could have been no one other than Kihaku, came into appearance that Ryan’s memory of him was ignited. He had seen this man several times on Dragonia in the last few passing years, but he had unfortunately never actually conversed with him in conversation as far as he could remember; a shame. Slowly but surely Ryan’s feet gracefully touched down against the soil that the country of Rues offered. The truth was that although it had been many years now since he had left what was left of his childhood home, he had never actually set foot on Rues; this was a big moment for him, in more ways than one it would seem.

Almost instantly a young lady came running towards Reiaz, and together they exchanged a warm embrace. So this is Elena. taking a few short steps forward Ryan lowered himself onto his right knee In front of Elena and bowed his head respectfully. “Lady Elena,” he quickly begun. “Ryan Jiaoimasu, prince of the Jiaoimasu samurai clan at yours, young master Reiaz, and Dragonia’s service.” he continued. “If my life can somehow help save either one of your lives, or that of the planets, then I will gladly give it.”

(OOC: Kihaku, I wasn't sure if it was me or you to post after Dimitri so I went and posted anyway. If i posted out of turn then i'm sorry and just let me know and i'll delete the post, i have it saved anyway.)

[Archer]

((Same as with Ryan—I’m just keeping the posting order, and if I don’t post now I’m in a writing mood, it will never happen! So yeah. I’ll delete and repost if needs be, but I’m just making myself do it now! ))

When the other’s had left from Metapha, Kilix remained behind. During all of the proceedings, he had been uncharacteristically quiet, standing and simply watching as the others formed the plan. The final decision had been to leave for Rues, to meet with one who the Liixan knew well. When the name of Kihaku arose, Kilix’ ears instinctivley twitched in recognition, and his eyes glowed with a reminiscence of past aquaintances. Young Master Ryujin was too much of a regular occurance in Kilix’ life to prove any real change, so when the subject of the Chaos Spirit Kilix had met during the Saiyan Invasion all that time ago arose, he naturally became slightly more intrigued.

He couldn’t really diagnose why he was in such a sullen state. Maybe it was something in this mysterious ring, which apparently would grant Kilix the power of screeching waves of air. Maybe it was a nagging feeling of his ‘brother’, Jorax Lorba, who was still lurking in the shadows of Dragonia with his motley crew. Maybe the wind was just blowing in a foul direction. He couldn’t tell. But at the back of his mind was a certain nagging doubt, which restricted him from giving any real input for the time being.

As the others departed for Rues, Kilix simply muttered a ”I’ll catch up,” to Ryujin as they walked past. For the next few minutes, he simply stood alone, besides his little robot watching in silence, returned from his mission, his glowing eyes fixed upon his master. The pain in his arm was still throbbing gently, the crimson blood congealing neatly around a clean wound. His fists clenched and unclenched in a rythmic beat, fingers locking between each other as he excercised the muscles of his arm.

He could feel the energies of his comrades growing more and more distant, and after a final moment’s soul searching and compressing his unexplained rage, he turned sharply for the gap in the wall of the Church to make his exit. KGB needed no instruction, the little robot trotting faithfully by his side like a domesticated animal, lifting the new coat of battle armour up, Kilix’ furry hands grabbing the Dulvar suit and strapping it into place.

As he left the church, a pair of dark purple eyes scanned him until his was completely out of veiw. The dim church light reflected off a pair of metal canines, before all sights of the figure melted into the shadows.
Kilix broke into a run, his new armour already hugging comfortably onto his body, before his path took him slowly into the air, the wind rushing through his fur and along his shapely ears. Nearby wildlife soared gently through the sky, as sparks of energy started to form over the Liixan’s body, as his form faded from existance...

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On the Island of Rues, the others had barely arrived when Kilix appeared behind them. His vindictive mood left him with a subtle grin on his face, as he imagined the sight of a stray pidgeon drifting into his Translocation wireframe. KGB had been unfortunatly left behind, but Kilix figured that the droid would be used to it by now. And with the link between him and the chip in his brain, it wasn’t as if KGB didn’t know where to find him. The young robot was probably already on his way.

Remaining silent, Kilix spent the next few moments scanning the area around him. He could already feel a number of power levels, some old and some new. There was those of all of his comrades already with him, obviously. Then he could already sense the power of Kihaku Sagaku, and another which took him slightly longer to identify. In fact, he could not confirm the identity in his head until he finally arrived at the destination, and saw the long black hair and navy suit of...

”Zolomon Beowulve!” Kilix snarled, his cat-like eyes fixing immediatly on his old tournament-opponent’s features. The others who were with the Vampire were of little significance to Gyro at present, he could tell that they meant no harm and he would doubtlessly be introduced in the near future. But from what he had learnt at the Tournament, Beowulve was to be loosely trusted at best. Kilix gave a brief toothey grin, wondering if the Vampire really remembered who he was, and keeping his guard up ready for the unexpected.

[damian]

(sob... Kihaku didn't mention me in the IC bit...)
"Come oooooooooooon Incendarius! You're taking FOREVER!" Suicard moaned at Crimson, who had clumsily taken off from the ground and was still struggling with the concept of flying. Because of this, his predecessors, Rizuk and Jimmy, were now only distant dots. He had left before Kilix's teleport but, at the rate of his flying, Crimson wasn't covering much ground. Crimson growled at Suicard through his teeth, but didn't say anything, his brows knitted closely together in concentration. He wasn't a great flyer, after all- his powers had only come into action a couple of months ago. So when this inexperience is taken into consideration, its not surprising he wasn't a great flyer yet. But Suicard and Nogard made the worst er... backseat flyers?

Nogard and Suicard continued to complain about Crimson's lack of speed and Crimson, already possessing a rather short fuse, snapped and brought his two wrists up in front of his face.
"If you two don't shut up right now, I'm gonna turn this flight around!!" His two dragons however didn't say anything, for once, and Crimson frowned at the pair. He opened his mouth to ask what was wrong, when he suddenly felt something very cold in his shoes. Looking down, he realised he'd descended into the ocean below, having lost his concentration. His feet were now completely immersed in the icy cold water, and he yelped with surprise, pulling his feet up and out. He hadn't noticed that there had been a substantial amount of steam coming off of his feet because, thanks to his unique power, they had been very hot while flying.

He began to run along the surface of the water now, gathering speed as his feet bounced lightly off of the cool blue surface, small spurts of steam gathering around him as he did so. Once he'd gathered enough speed, he kicked off the water, causing a large spout of it to follow him upwards. Then he decided to try and really put on some speed, grinning at the idea of cruising upwards and appearing next to the cocky Rizuk. However, he wasn't prepared for how much speed he really could do- he shot up into the air incredibly fast, and Rizuk would probably notice a red blur come up towards him, only to pass by straight away and continue on, finally arriving at Rues. His landing was another shoddy peice of flight, going feet first and skidding to a halt slowly, causing a massive buold up of dirt behind him as his red hot feet tore into the ground. Finally coming to a stop, Crimson let out a breath he'd unconsciously been holding, and looked round, only to notice all the others were gathered near him.

Crimson noticed that the only people he knew here were Elena and that Kilix guy, and all the others were strangers. Mentioning Kilix, who seemed to have arrived just before Crimson, thanks to the young man's appalling flying skills, he appeared to be snarling at one of the strangers, and Crimson frowned at him in confusion. According to Elena, they were all gathering here because of this Chaos Spirit business, and that anyone here should be regarded as an ally. So why was Kilix reacting like this?
"Whoa, calm down man," Crimson said, stepping between Kilix and the stranger he was growling at, palms raised to both of them in an effort to keep the peace, "Do you two know each other or something?" he asked in confusion, looking from one to the other as he stood between them. Looking at the other three he didnt know, Kihaku, Cham and Ryan, while the latter was still kneeling to Elena and her Chaos Spirit buddy, Crimson smiled amiably and said,
"Hey, I'm Crimson. Who're you guys?"

Mentally counting, Crimson saw that there were ten of them, counting Rizuk and Jimmy who he had seen on the way here, at Rues for the purpose of the Chaos Spirits. Unable to sense power levels, Crimson didn't know how strong the others were, but he had a feeling they were tough, and he thought they'd need to be- after all, they probably beat up monsters just like Cyclops, Siren, and that Kraken thing the Jimmy kid disposed of. Feeling slightly safer now, Crimson relaxed, forgetting for a moment he was standing between Kilix, a furry ball of death and, even though he wasn't aware of it, Zolomon Beowulve, a vampire hungry for blood.

[Jimmy Claymore]

Jimmy rubbed the back of his head awkwardly, he was quite OK with being generally ignored as he watched all of his fellow warriors walking past him, or in Crimson's case shooting past him. He tried to walk casually in behind the other assembled warriors but was shoved violently forward by his "ally" Rizuk. He pinwheeled helplessly before falling in a heap in between Zolomon and Kilix, he got up and rubbed his head with one eyes squinted shut
"Owww... My head hurts..." He got up awkwardly and started to blush amidst the large crowd of warriors, he tried to shuffle awkwardly away so that he didn't make too big of a scene
"Sorry, sorry, I uhh, I tripped I-"
"Was shoved!" Rizuk cut in, storming forwards from the spot him and Jimmy had been standing in. Whereas Jimmy was Ok with standing by unnoticed, it severely damaged Rizuk's ego. He held his arms up and his palms open
"I'm not going to attack anyone apart from Claymore, because he won't fight back..."
"That's not fair..."
"Yes it is! You're only a green belt in Karate aren't you?"
"Well... I was when I quitted..."
"Case closed!" Rizuk shouted, Jimmy blushed even more furiously and tried to hide his head in his jacket, Rizuk stood beside him and patted him on the book
"There, there... And I'm the only one allowed to make fun of him!" He shouted to the others in general, he didn't provide a reason, just told them that they weren't allowed to. Rizuk turned to Elena with a scowl on his face
"Oi, girl, what do you want us to do? I'm on a tight schedule here, I have a heavy amount of sleeping to catch up on" Jimmy poked his head cautiously out his jacket and murmured
"He means to say please... Please tell us what we need to do..."

[kihaku]

Elena and Reiaz were suddenly shocked from their reverie, first off by Ryan's rather elegant introduction of himself and his pledge to their cause. Elena was, of course, flattered, while Reiaz smiled at the luck of having met such a courteous person. There were very few people that Reiaz could trust, yet the Jiaoimasu was quickly becoming one of them. Elena, however, was far more brass than the young boy and quickly spoke up in reply to the "prince of samurai."

"Aww, well then I thank you muchly me-bucko!" She leaned forward and gave his upper right arm a light, friendly slap. "Mah name's Elena, and as a matter of factoid, all of us are gonna be needed to find out what's going on."

Reiaz, meanwhile heard Zolomon's question as was brought back to reality by both the inquiry and Kihaku's demand for an answer, both of which were answered by the small boy. "Well, yeah, this is the guy we came for... Kihaku Sagaku, the Eye of Chaos." This brought Elena forward to the present predicament, quickly taking her leave of Master Jiaoimasu and politely asking Rizuk to shut-up for just two minutes.

"Allrighty then. Kihaku? You've lost your memories, which is why you don't remember us, but Reiaz and I are about to fix that, all fine and dandy?" Without another word, her right hand was on his right shoulder, while Reiaz's left hand went onto Kihaku's left. "Okie-dokey, let's do it."

Kihaku barely had time to realize that they were doing to him exactly what he had done to Cham: inundating him with Chaos Energy to exchange information, all a jumble as it slowly reassembled itself into coherent thoughts in his brain. It felt to him as if a great wall was being broken down, a combination of Holy and Satanic energies fleeing his body in a strange mish-mash.

To the others, it would look as if all three of them were sharing the same purplish aura, misting from their bodies as if it were hot water in a cool night. It took only thirty seconds for the transferrence to complete, though the amount of knowledge Kihaku suddenly had back was... incalculable.

Taking a step back, Elena and Reiaz were now aura-less, while Kihaku was still misting his odd indigo energies. His crimson eyes were invisible beneath the gloom of his hood as he tried to cope with all of the information now being sorted within his mind, but being awesome has its advantages. He managed to sort and store it all within ten seconds.

"Dammit... we worked hard training those Minions, and Dramanius goes and thrusts them here to be destroyed. Fan-fucking-tastic." Elena and Reiaz exchanged quick glances and knowing smiles.

"He's back."

"Yup yup!"

Kihaku looked at the other two chaos spirits and smiled at them, a rare smile that, until recently, only Chameleon had been the recipient of, one that conveyed a brief yet meaningful connection that ran deeper than any words could describe. "Wow... to think, the four of us have caused nothing but trouble... and we can still get the greatest warriors of Dragonia to help us fix it." Elena and Reiaz nodded gratefully, while Kihaku turned to address the group assembled.

"Everyone, listen up! I'm sorry to say that our journey is not yet over. The planet is still in grave danger. Of us Chaos Spirits, there exist four, though only three stand before you. I, Kihaku, am the Eye of Chaos, Reiaz is the Heart of Chaos, and Elena is the Hands of Chaos. The fourth of our party is Dramanius, the Will of Chaos.

You'll notice that he is not among us, and that is because he is the source of all of our problems. He sent the Minions of Chaos to this planet from the OtherRealm, a feat none of us felt was possible, and quickly followed them. Where he is, we don't know, but we need to find him, and soon. Dramanius was always the most powerful of us four, and being the Will of Chaos, I'm sure whatever he has planned can't be good.

The way will be paved with danger and the threat of death. If any of you can't handle that, then I suggest you tap out now." His eyes glared about the group, questioning gaze piercing each of their allies to the very core. "And yes Zolomon, there will be plenty of violence."

[chameleon]

Cham glanced at all the new arrivals, so many of them were coming from all over. It was so surprising and couldnt just be a conincedence. Cham breifly saw Zolomon and turned his back. "Nothing but trouble..." Cham muttered turning his attention to Kihaku and the 2 new comers that Kihaku was so interested in. He almost wanted to attack the two when the grabbed Kihaku so suddenly and made that aura appear around him, but he held off knowing that Kihaku would be able to handle it if push came to shove. Cham would be there just in case.

He watched as the aura faded and Kihaku seemed to be back to normal. He listened intently at the discriptions Kihaku was giving about the past events and creatures attacking not only Cham and his group, but obviously all the others too. This person had to be stopped before he went too far.

"I'm in sir," Cham said stepping forward next to Kihaku. "You know I will be."

[zolomon]

(OOC: Ok, I’m still messing around with my writing style, just to see how it goes if I go into a less ‘real’ narrative and simply take more liberties while writing. I think it makes everything more humorous, along with Zolomon’s change in character. Funny evil guys are the best. I just hope nobody gets offended by what I say here, since it’s all Zolomon’s POV, and you know what THAT means. What do you guys think anyway? Is it any good? )

As Zolomon waited, more and more people flooded the small area they were on. Obviously, these would be the vampire’s allies. Whoop-de-do. Some stood out more than others, and some were familiar to him. For sure, Ryan had to go ahead and do a poetic ‘my life is yours’ thing.... what a doofus. Not that Zolomon expected much else from him. He crossed his arms, waiting for something to happen, but then heard someone breathing excitedly not too far from him. Paying it little mind, he just glanced in the direction and saw a rather feline-looking character. Strangely, this person seemed vaguely familiar, and the vampire delved into his memories to try and uncover the last time he met with a bipedal ca—”Zolomon Beowulve!” ...A bipedal, talking cat.

After several seconds of intense inner searching, mediation and reminiscing of bloodshed long past, a name arose in Zolomon’s mind. ”Kilix... Kilix Gyro. Or something like that...” He said, rather indifferently. The liixan, however, kept staring and snarling at him, to the point of discomfort. Zolomon’s eyes darted from side to side, attempting to avoid Kilix’s glare. Finally, almost bashfully, the vampire’s sights found the liixan, and it was all he could do to say: ”DOWN, kitty.”

Moments later, another character stepped in between them, though Zolomon didn’t know him. Sporting a shoddy, sloppily-worn suit and red hair, he seemed like a... err... umm... fun(?) person to be around. ”Do you know each other or something?” he said, raising his hands to hold them off each other.

Honestly, Zolomon didn’t understand why things always escalated like this around him. Suddenly everyone became so tense and aggressive without him saying a word. Maybe it was—oh... wait... this happens because several people know that he’s a blood-loving, murderous, evil (very), and generally not nice undead guy. Right. Back to the getting together thing. Sorry ‘bout that.

Zolomon forcibly pushed Crimson’s hand out of the way as he introduced himself, though not suddenly or aggressively, he just didn’t like it when others wave their hands about in front of him. It was stupid. ”I am Zolomon.” He replied bluntly. Honestly, he was always one to struggle in the dialogue section when meeting new people. That’s why he usually killed them. ”And don’t worry... I’m not after the pussycat’s nine lives. If I was...” he said and a slightly menacing, yet genuine smile appeared on his face, “Your hand would not have stopped me.” With that, he shook Crimson’s hand, but before he could say anything more, his line of thought was interrupted by a loud and fairly obnoxious voice.

”Yes it is! You’re only a green belt in Karate, aren’t you?” Zolomon turned his head to see two more people, and one of them he knew right away. Jimmy, a young boy who housed a fairly powerful demon. Their fight had been interesting in the tournament, not all-too-recently. Beside him was another man who Zolomon didn’t recognize, nor did he like him.

As Rizuk shouted about, the vampire rolled his eyes and murmured ”Twat...” under his breath, though not quite quiet enough for nobody else to hear. If Zolomon was in Jimmy’s place, he’d just let his demon side go and dish out some ass-kicking on that idiot. Sadly, Zolomon couldn’t do that right now, which made him sad and lonely... *sob*

Before he managed to get into frenzy mode, though, things were again going on behind his back, which meant that he needed to turn his head ‘round once again. After some strange hugging (what’s with Chaos spirits and this touchy-feely stuff? They’re supposed to sow chaos and destruction, damnit!) with fireworks, Kihaku spoke to everyone concerning their upcoming difficulties. Zolomon felt like he was being teased. That damned Kihaku... teasing him... He was teasing Zolomon, right? Damn him! Finally, the vampire heard what he had been listening for all along. ”And yes, Zolomon, there will be plenty of violence.”

’YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!’ was what Zolomon shouted (while prancing around and doing the victory dance) in his mind, though on the outside he tried his best to seem calm and collected. ”Good to hear.” He wasn’t sure if it worked, though. The tapping of the feet and subtle swaying of the body might have given him away. Maybe... maybe not... Probably. Damn it!

Chameleon, of course, had to go on licking up Kihaku’s crack (meh), but Zolomon had fortified himself for the heroic and barely heterosexual characters he would have to bear with while doing this. It was all in the name of bloodshed. Yes. Bloodshed was good. ’Blood... lots of it... Please let there be lots of it...’ the vampire prayed to no deity in particular. This better be worth it... ”So... when does it start?” He said, it being his way of saying ‘I’m with you guys.’ Being undead and maniacal... you know... hampered his communication skills slightly.

Turning his head to Crimson for just a moment, he had the giddiest-looking smile on his face possible (which wasn’t saying much, considering Zolomon’s smiles and grins were all smirks and quite disturbing). ”There’s going to be death!” he said and just barely kept from giggling. That would totally murder his reputation.

...Seriously...

[dimitri]

(OOC: Sorry for the whole disappearing bit, It's uncharacteristic of me and for that I do sincerely apologize to everyone involved in the saga. I'll keep on track from here on out, I promise."

Despite his relative reluctance to continue in this whole ordeal, he decided that he would tag along and see if he could get some answers. There were still so many things that he needed to figure out and now that he had been reunited with his closest friend Ryan, his near brother, there was much left for him to figure out. So for the trip there and their initial meeting with several other people he had yet to have met, he focussed only on his thoughts and on the immediate actions of those around him. Dialogue, for the most part, was of no concern to him, besides, meetings and cockiness were always the first thing to spring up when times of trouble and the need to prove who is best arises. He learned quite well not to let his pride be his crutch and was reminded so not too long ago through his small confrontation of Zolomon.

He observed the others as most of them seemed to interact with each other and their attention was fixed on what appeared to be the central figure of the meeting, Kihaku, who was a resident of Dragonia and one of the Chaos Spirits that he had heard about previously. Not many other people stood out to him except for the comments and conversations of others involving, in his opinion, slightly more meaningless things to the cause, of course Zolomon's bloodthirst, and Ryan being, well, Ryan. He always was a little bit of a formal flirt, which seemed to be in nowadays considering open flirting gets you slapped. Shaking his head with a smile, Kihaku's voice and firm speaking brought some silence to the small group as he offered an explanation of the events arising around them and the immediate attention it brought about.

He paid close attention and listened attentively to the more detailed version of the story, adding special attention to key words that he could focus on. Dramanius, he thought at the first moment once he was the evident source of the turmoil. The Will of Chaos. Suddenly, he was caught off guard by the location that the minions and Dramanius, and apparently Reiaz and Elena, even Kihaku came from. He had noticed a sense about their spirits to be different and that just might explain things a bit better. It was clear that at this point, there would be no sending Dramanius back to this OtherRealm, but it did peak his interest.

He heard a soft voice of the one who stood by Kihaku, who had already revealed himself as Chameleon. He was by far the quietest of the group and that made him notice Chameleon even more. He was in for the long haul and his eyes gave away that fact. Apparently he had great respect for Kihaku and was willing to put his own life ahead of Kihaku himself. Then again, such is a master-student relationship. But following that voice that brought a sense of affirmation and calm to him came the voice that presently sounded like nails on a chalkboard to him. Everytime he heard Zolomon's voice, he just wanted to punch him in the face, but his patience got the best of him, after all, petty quibbles before a war only leads to losses. "Sure, forget the peace on this home of ours, all you want is more blood on your hands. I guess I'll just have to keep you in check."

He realized most people here were only interested in the fights and battles at hand. Though mentally he had already decided to follow through with this and go into this battle with every intention of restoring the fragile peace on Dragonia, he had other things on his mind, most importantly, this so called OtherRealm. He made a quick motion towards Reiaz, considering that Reiaz is the only one he really knew and motioned for him to step aside for a second while he made his way out of the group. He wanted to ask him some questions about the OtherRealm and clear his thoughts on it before the battle. Otherwise, his lost track of thought may be his own undoing.

[Jimmy Claymore]

((OOC: Just posting willy nilly now...))

Rizuk blinked as the spirits spoke and another new warrior arrived, when they'd finished he folded his arms firmly and held his thumb up to his mouth as he thought about what he'd heard. Jimmy hovered around behind him looking for some sign of what his... acquantance was thinking of. He tried to look at his eyes to see but Rizuk nonchalently poked him away with his foot. After a few minutes of his thinking while Dimitri and Zolomon exchanged fragile words he finally shouted
"120! 2 minutes, and you haven't yet told me what I need to DO woman. Yes, there's a will of chaos I need to go and kill, fine, easy, where IS he? I can't be expected to get there with no help." He turned to look at the other assembled forces and waved his hand dismissively "Why are you all hanging around? It's one guy, you think they'll need 10 of us?" He asked pointedly with a raised eyebrow. "If you want to come along as insurance, fine, but could someone muzzle the guy in the coat? I think he needs a rabies shot" Rizuk chuckled. His ego was, once again, proving to be his most dangerous asset. If you could even call it an asset.

Jimmy meanwhile was beginning to freak out
"Hey, ummm, You know how you said about danger and death and... and that stuff? I... I dunno if I could do that, I mean I'm just a kid. I only beat the Kraken out of dumb luck, I don't think its fair to put everyone at risk because I'm a coward..." Jimmy trailed off quietly and rubbed his hands fretfully, he muttered under his breath towards the Chaos Spirits
"and don't listen to Rizuk, he's a big... arrogant about his abilities... but don't tell him I told you, just, keep him safe... please" Jimmy turned away quickly and took a step back so he wasn't as obviously near the spirits that he'd been talking.

[damian]

Crimson raised his eye-brows at Zolomon as he pushed his hand away, then shook it in an odd series of pushing away then takin it back. Crimson smiled again in a nice enough way and, still smiling, said to Kilix without taking his grey eyes of Zolomon,
"I can see why you don't like him, Kilix." Lowering both his hands and thrusting them into his pockets, he casually stepped away from in between Zolomon and Kilix, listening to Kihaku's explanation in an absent sort of way.

He nodded at Rizuk and Jimmy as they arrived, lighting up a smoke with his finger as he did so. He slowly breathed the fumes in as Kihaku explained, looking round the group and focusing mainly on Zolomon, who had already come across to Crimson as completely bat-shit fucking loco. The others were still pretty anonymous to him and, as he relased his second breath of tobacco fumes, he wondered how he'd ended up in this mess, and vowed never to wander into jungles to recover from hangovers ever again.

Of course, at the mention of the words, "The way will be paved with danger..." etc., Crimson looked up immediately, and was about to open his mouth when Suicard and Nogard psychically forced him to close it. They sent him a mental message, so the others didn't hear,
It'll be good training for you, Incendarius! Besides, you don't want to look like a coward, do you...? Crimson thought he'd rather look like an alive coward than a dead hero, but he decided they were right. It would be good for him to learn the extent of his powers, since he had only skimmed the surface so far.

Zolomon's reaction to the "good" news of violence only further assured Crimson of his early diagnosis and, giving Zolomon a friendly smile in return to his manic grin, he asked,
"Tell me Zolomon, have you worked on going insane, or did you come out of the womb with your own personal straight-jacket?"
That being a rhetorical question, Crimson sighed and tossed his already fizzled out cigarette to the ground, crunching it into the dirt and saying,
"What the hell man, I'm in too. Although I can think of a thousand different things I'd rather be doing right now..."

Upon Dimitri's arrival, Crimson had now given up on finding out everybody's names. Instead, he adressed a question to Kihaku and the other spirits,
"Although I hate to admit it, Rizuk has a point. Where are we gonna find this guy? I mean, can you guys sense him or something?" he asked, scanning the trio with a frown. Elena he'd gotten used to but, in contrast to her two companions, he didn't really see any resemblance.
"Are you guys related?" he asked, feeling he already knew the answer.

[kihaku]

Kihaku was started to become annoyed with all of the peole trying to talk over one another, so he raised his arms for silence, his booming voice commanding the attention of all present. "Everyone, please!" When all fell silent again, he resumed his explanation of the situation, having already confirmed what he needed to know with the other two Spirits.

"The four Chaos Spirits, though not related, are all bound by the powerful energies we wield. However, this does not allow us to find one another any easier. If Dramanius wishes to hide, he need only lower his power level to that of a regular Dragonian. Therefore, in order to find him, we must triangulate the planet's surface. It shouldn't take more than an hour, I promise."

Looking about, he quickly surmised what would be the best combinations of warriors to protect one another and their mission. Looking to the other two, they gave quick nods to who they'd like to have present, and Kihaku acquiesced without arguement. "Okay, first off," he pointed to his apprentice, then his sister-spirit, "Cham, you and Elena will head to the north-east to the island halfway between Nasrad and Lavertia. Please don't argue Cham," he could see the protests rising in the boy's eyes, "We don't have time. You two will be best matched, so please, follow her as you would me."

Moving on, he looked to the two most familiar to one another, "Master Jiaoimasu, you and the Joshuen will follow the others for a time before you must branch off the the island off the eastern Bedoen coastline. I will travel with you as well to northern Metapha." He continued around in a near circle, pointing to people who seemed, oddly enough, to stand opposite the gathering to one another.

"Zolomon, the most likely place to find action is Western Paramecia. You and Rizuk will make a powerful team, so I need the both of you to speed off to the western coast. Crimson, you and Reiaz are to head towards the Zolon lands."

Coming to the final pairing, he looked towards the Liixian warrior. "Kilix, I need you and Jimmy to head to the island just south of Nasrad. Being closest to the pole, you'll be the least likely to encounter any problems. I may remember little of the Will, but I know he's an arrogant bastard, and will not subject himself to the cold of neither Eliseia or Alundera."

Finally came the part that was going to be the most difficult to manage: the keys to the whole technique. Both Reiaz and Kihaku called up their auras, puple mist floating from the large frame of the Eye, while a sapphire blue fire blased gently around the small boy.

"Art of Black Chaos, Shadow Forms."

"Art of Black Chaos, Inner Demons."

From behind Kihaku, his shadow seemed to grow as several points began to distend outwards, before growing up into the air, forming solid shapes. Only seconds later, they formed into almost exact copies of Kihaku, minus the weapons and facial features of any kind. They were the purest black, and didn't move at all, like mannequins in a store window. Reiaz, on the other hand, had a face full of barely suppressed anger, as from his shadow seemed to crawl already-formed creatures from nightmare. Huge, muscled arms pulled at the earth as if the darkness behind the boy was a portal out of a prison from which to escape. Three entities in all emerged, a were-wolf, a minotaur, and a reptilian humanoid, all of uniform height (minus the bull horns) and size. They seemed to stand about the boy, guarding him like something fragile.

"The three Spirits can tap into the necessary energies, but the rest of you cannot. You will be accompanied by a Shadow Form and an Inner Demon in order to trigger the triangulation." At that, the three groups not with any of the three were approached by a replica and a huge black monster, neither of which with any facial detail or expression.

"Alrighty boys, I know we just got here an all, but the sooner we get this done, the sooner we can all head to a pub and get wasted! Let's move out troopers!" Elena practically grabbed Cham by the arm, hauling him away before jumping into the air, pulling him with her. "C'mon hot-stuff, Kihaku will be with us for a while anyway."

As he looked about at the various faces, Kihaku received a small smile from Reiaz before he turned to Crimson, patting him on the shoulder and introducing himself. As the final pair flew off, Kihaku stood alone, his weapons vibrating almost violently against his body. The Nirvana shook at his delight at regaining his memories and organizing the group to fight the Will of Chaos, the Oblivion shuddering for the very same reasons.

"If not to Heaven, then hand-in-hand to Hell."

With that, he pushed off the ground and flew off after Elena, Cham, Ryan, and Dimitri, the final battle soon to commence.