Post by themuse on Apr 20, 2011 19:26:34 GMT 8
the_primal_darkness:
Darkness had come. The once and former Harlequin.. discarding of the name Diabolique; stood upon the unknown heights of the parapet. <c1>
the_primal_darkness:
His hands were folded before him, resting upon the top of a ruby sphere, which sat perched upon a once familiar cane. A relic. As the wind tore through with such a strange and <c2>
the_primal_darkness:
haunting melody, waiting for the proposed meeting and arrangement with Samyaza. A figment of an acquaintance from a hidden and secret life... ages ago it would seem. <c3E>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
Samyaza...The Infamous Rebellion, this was then name gave to him by the men of this world written with books of lies and half-truths. There were other
the_girl_with_no_equal:
names but Samyaza will do, <1>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
for this meeting with the one called, The Primal Darkness. He gazed now upon the dark being standing on the parapet from behind. His approach was
the_girl_with_no_equal:
silent even as the wind blew...<2>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
to toss about golden tresses and dark clothing, soles of shoes not touching anything at all...Silent indeed as the day he fell, but he would speak
the_girl_with_no_equal:
first <3>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
a name that has not been spoken since the beginning of creation, "Sarandiel..." deep and raspy was his voice and full of amusement, " So you are that
the_girl_with_no_equal:
Darkness. Why am I not surprised." he stops a few feet from the Dark one.<E>
the_primal_darkness:
The wind howled and whipped about the long and dangerous locks of raven's feather in color. The dark coal of his long coat as it snapped about his ankles. <c1>
the_primal_darkness:
Darkness appeared in a more human-esque form.. the average seeming man to just anyone. But to Samyaza. Shadowed wings were eclipsed by the sound of a previous given name. <c2>
the_primal_darkness:
" Would there be no other than the Ruling angel of the Twelfth hour of the Night...former even..." he said with a hidden smile as he kept his back toward the Rebellion's General. <c3>
the_primal_darkness:
" And it seems you have done well for yourself?" <C4E>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
Samyaza chuckled, a deep chested chuckle full of the very arrogance that started the Heavenly rebellion so long ago. perfect sun touched lips curved
the_girl_with_no_equal:
into a smirk <1>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
as he moved to stand beside Sarandiel. He stared out over the land caring little for the view, "Quite so, I am the God of this world after all." a
the_girl_with_no_equal:
moment passed as a heart beats somewhere <2>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
when Samyaza became serious and straight to the point of this meeting, "Where is she?" it was but a whisper barely audible but he knew Sarandiel
the_girl_with_no_equal:
would hear, <3>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
"Where is my Surielle?" his gaze searched the horizon.<E>
the_primal_darkness:
Pale digits played over the texture of the pulsing jewel beneath his hands. The reflected light rose up in a scarlet bloom and took hold within his eyes; <1>
the_primal_darkness:
where they shone with the malevolent power contained inside the whole of the mother shard. " I was hoping you could tell me the same..." <2>
the_primal_darkness:
he said with a quiet tone; his own which matched that of Samyaza. " She has been missing for quite some time now." <E>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
Samyaza turned molten orbs filled with the fiery depth of hell, which many believed he was supposedly trapped in. Those eyes narrowed now, glinting
the_girl_with_no_equal:
with displeasure at what was said, "Do not toy with me, <1>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
Sarandiel. I know you commune with the Darkness." the words came out in a growl, as Samyaza turned to him fully. <E>
the_primal_darkness:
" Toy with you? Why ever would I dream of that?" he would ask. Aside from the optional answer of just doing it out of spite to piss him off. <1>
the_primal_darkness:
The Great General. The Bearer of Light... the Morningstar. A small shake of his head as he turned to embrace the full and penetrating gaze of the Fallen One, <2>
the_primal_darkness:
with eyes that were dark; and even darker still deep inside their cores. " Commune? You have been far misinformed, dear Samyaza... but putting that aside for another time.. <3>
the_primal_darkness:
I have no idea where she has ran off to.." he said with what could have been a sigh. <E>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
There was tension through out his body, aggressive tension reserved for a time such as this to threaten. No matter how much time would pass,
the_girl_with_no_equal:
Samyaza's pride reign supreme through out this being. <1>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
A sight it was to see, the beauty of the Primal Darkness and the Glory of the Golden God of the world facing each other...But as the god of lies, he
the_girl_with_no_equal:
would understand what was truth, still an arm lifted, too fast to see, <2>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
to grip the dark one by the collar. Samyaza's fist tighten and he drew closer to the dark one, " I suppose that you don't, but you will tell me where
the_girl_with_no_equal:
she is the moment you find out." <E>
the_primal_darkness:
He knew quite well and first hand just how far stretching the pride of the Fallen One could be. It was his achilles heel. A fault at which some time in the near future <1>
the_primal_darkness:
he, the Dark One, would find a way to exploit it. His eyes lingered upon Samyaza, even as he lashed out and drew himself closer. <2>
the_primal_darkness:
Gripping the collar of what was just a plain dark t-shirt. " I suppose I could pass on that information when it arises," he said with a casual tilt and nod of his head. <3>
the_primal_darkness:
Though truth be told... something else had called him back to this world from the confines and intimate shadows of the Darkness. Something that even now, pulsed with the ruby glow. <E>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
He remained still, staring at the former angel, his grip firm. The air about them heavy with the fiery anger and impatience that Samyaza emitted.
the_girl_with_no_equal:
Then slowly, he relaxed his grip <1>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
letting go as if it were painful. Moving back, the tension remaining, he turned away from Sarandiel, suddenly with the same speed he used to grip the dark
the_girl_with_no_equal:
one he now turn to throw a punch to connect <2>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
across the cheek of the being before him to inflict pain and not just upon the human-esque form. There was something about the dark one's demeanor
the_girl_with_no_equal:
that he did not like <3>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
and thought it appropriate to make it a point to show his dislike, "Do not suppose, Sarandiel," he growled fiercely, "You WILL tell me when you find
the_girl_with_no_equal:
out."<E>
the_primal_darkness:
He was in as much anticipation as Samyaza would appear to be in. The released grip and then the astonishing speed in which the Fallen One had moved. <1>
the_primal_darkness:
The balled fist rising up and breaking through the planes as if it were happening in a slow motion replay upon the physical reality. Though would it come to much of a surprise to <2>
the_primal_darkness:
Samyaza to know and to learn that his own speed might even be rivaled by the once dethroned Darkness. <3>
the_primal_darkness:
His hand that shot up and out to intercept; where pale slender digits would meet and curl around the imposing fist.. as the power behind it traveled through his arm <4>
the_primal_darkness:
and the two forces collided with an unseen and brilliant shockwave that sent a disturbance far and wide into the atmosphere. <5>
the_primal_darkness:
" You should know.. That not do I just commune with the Darkness... I am the Darkness... my power has been reclaimed and I once again sit at the core of the Primal Darkness.." <E>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
It was quiet, a comforting silence that only the dead can experience. In that darkness she laid, aware yet unaware, asleep but awake. The tormented
the_girl_with_no_equal:
mind that claimed her some time ago was still there, but as a distant voice soften by the Dark. <1>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
And in that quietness...She stirred, a clash of two great forces disturbing her slumber and whispered a name...<2>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
Fist caught in a palm, it was the proverbial immovable force and the unstoppable, he did not back down, he never did, not before the almighty one and
the_girl_with_no_equal:
not now of this...The Darkness. With in hell itself and about the world, demons and other fallen angels took notice of a clash of power. <3>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
Two of whom where generals to Samyaza appeared behind their Lord, "My lord! " One spoke and took a step but was suddenly stopped..."The Darkness..."
the_girl_with_no_equal:
Samyaza barked out a laugh <4>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
, "You were nothing, Sarandiel and you still are nothing!" to the side a fallen called out once more, "MY LORD!"<E>
the_primal_darkness:
The denizens of the Primal Darkness had too taken noticed of the immense clash of power. The Lord of Hell would and had been described as an unstoppable force as he came up against <1>
the_primal_darkness:
that immovable object... a force of nature that was present and had been here long before those words of evocation had created the Light from which a God had spoken. <2>
the_primal_darkness:
" Lets not be petty, Samyaza... just because I have existed long before you were ever dreamed of by a tyrannical Deity who stole my power..." he said with not but a whisper. <3>
the_primal_darkness:
A whisper that seemed to travel through the shadows and the darkness beyond quivered with excitement. " I am all that you see.. I am all that I want to be." <4>
the_primal_darkness:
There was nothing more to say for he had felt a twinge of something.. the Muse..a distant voice yet so faint.. " Your precious Surielle is awake." <E>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
A sigh escaped...the head turned from one side to the next in a waking slumber, a body moved and a moan followed but eyes remain closed. There was
the_girl_with_no_equal:
something, a change to the chamber's atmosphere, the chains that had bound her slithered over her body like snakes, unbinding <1>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
Then...her back arched, head thrown back and nails digging into the slab that she laid on, she screamed, eyes flying open and she was gone...<2>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
Samyaza snarled at The Darkness, "That power is mine..." he would speak over the dark one in a similar whisper, "You were defeated..." molten orbs
the_girl_with_no_equal:
burned with power. . .Then the Dark one spoke it, Surielle...Awake..."Where...WHERE?" <E>
the_primal_darkness:
The Darkness would only chuckle at the mere mention of Samyaza claiming that power to be his own. Sadly and mistaken there was only one who could wield that power of dark creation.<1
the_primal_darkness:
His hand came up and he placed it against his chest and smoothed out the creases caused by the flux of their power. " Can you not sense her for yourself? <2>
the_primal_darkness:
None of those that you call your own.. even stretched far and wide as they are? And yet you need little ole me," he commented with. <3>
the_primal_darkness:
Just pushing at the pride of the once former and glorious of all angels in Heaven. He could not locate her exact position but knew she was out there somewhere. <4>
the_primal_darkness:
He had felt her coming awake. Her mind had been like a jolt through the Darkness that was his birthright. <E>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
The Darkness mocked him...He hated to be mocked, but what was worse was the first question. He could not sense her. In heaven she was not under his
the_girl_with_no_equal:
command, she had already been chosen for <1>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
another task...Even now, as a fallen, a god over this world and lord in hell, he could not sense her and he hated that this being before him can. But
the_girl_with_no_equal:
he knew it was not impossible <2>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
If only he could find her, and that this dark one was keeping her from him...Samyaza lifted an arm and as he does so a swirling spiral of hell fire
the_girl_with_no_equal:
climbed up it, within it a sword black as the darkest night appeared in his hand. He was ready to strike when he did sense something<3>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
, something that stopped him from striking...In the distance she stood, but a shadow staring up at the Primal Darkness and the Golden God. <E>
the_primal_darkness:
His eyes had glazed over as he pulled himself back into the shadows of the parapet. Even as he did; his more human appearing outline seemed to change, melting away and replaced <1>
the_primal_darkness:
by the sound of flowing robes; the rustling of dark wings as his eyes took on a slight scarlet glow. Yet as the light of the hellfire fell upon him, he would appear as he were or <2>
the_primal_darkness:
had been. Like a man until the light faded and revealed only what the Darkness had to hide. " Surielle..." he whispered and then from her to the Morningstar did his gaze turn. <3>
the_primal_darkness:
Bouncing back and forth between the two. So all it took was a meeting of the minds. The clash of their tremendous power to drive her out of hiding. <4>
the_primal_darkness:
The Muse. She who had lead him to his ultimate Fate... returning him to the throne that had been stripped away. <E>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
It was but a moment she gazed at them, catching their attention before she was gone again. Samyaza no longer paid attention to the Darkness as he
the_girl_with_no_equal:
turned and leapt off the parapet to go to her before she left. <1>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
The two Generals who stood by, unable to aid due to the incredible power that held them back, attempted to follow but with a look from their Lord they
the_girl_with_no_equal:
stopped. <2>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
Unfortunately he would not make it in time, with all his speed and grace, he would merely stand where she stood before he turned to look back at the Dark
the_girl_with_no_equal:
one, <3>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
"I don't need you, Sarandiel, as useless as ever. She will come to me, mark my words. She will." And with that...he was gone. The two Generals looked
the_girl_with_no_equal:
at the Darkness for a moment then they too were gone<E>
the_primal_darkness:
He would only chuckle...this was but one form of existence. Useless or not..and he watched as the mighty Lord of Hell had missed his chance <1>
the_primal_darkness:
scorned by the fleeting image of the Muse and sunk himself into the deeper recesses of the Darkness as his laughter followed behind him. <2>
the_primal_darkness:
His role had been played. From here it would be up to the Muse to make the next move. To tempt fate yet another time. <3>
the_primal_darkness:
But his now and current attention was focused upon the ruby jewel atop the acquired cane... <4>
the_primal_darkness:
" They are gathering once more.." he said to himself as he shed his human guise and walked through the corridors of the Primal Darkness. <E>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
The End.
Darkness had come. The once and former Harlequin.. discarding of the name Diabolique; stood upon the unknown heights of the parapet. <c1>
the_primal_darkness:
His hands were folded before him, resting upon the top of a ruby sphere, which sat perched upon a once familiar cane. A relic. As the wind tore through with such a strange and <c2>
the_primal_darkness:
haunting melody, waiting for the proposed meeting and arrangement with Samyaza. A figment of an acquaintance from a hidden and secret life... ages ago it would seem. <c3E>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
Samyaza...The Infamous Rebellion, this was then name gave to him by the men of this world written with books of lies and half-truths. There were other
the_girl_with_no_equal:
names but Samyaza will do, <1>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
for this meeting with the one called, The Primal Darkness. He gazed now upon the dark being standing on the parapet from behind. His approach was
the_girl_with_no_equal:
silent even as the wind blew...<2>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
to toss about golden tresses and dark clothing, soles of shoes not touching anything at all...Silent indeed as the day he fell, but he would speak
the_girl_with_no_equal:
first <3>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
a name that has not been spoken since the beginning of creation, "Sarandiel..." deep and raspy was his voice and full of amusement, " So you are that
the_girl_with_no_equal:
Darkness. Why am I not surprised." he stops a few feet from the Dark one.<E>
the_primal_darkness:
The wind howled and whipped about the long and dangerous locks of raven's feather in color. The dark coal of his long coat as it snapped about his ankles. <c1>
the_primal_darkness:
Darkness appeared in a more human-esque form.. the average seeming man to just anyone. But to Samyaza. Shadowed wings were eclipsed by the sound of a previous given name. <c2>
the_primal_darkness:
" Would there be no other than the Ruling angel of the Twelfth hour of the Night...former even..." he said with a hidden smile as he kept his back toward the Rebellion's General. <c3>
the_primal_darkness:
" And it seems you have done well for yourself?" <C4E>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
Samyaza chuckled, a deep chested chuckle full of the very arrogance that started the Heavenly rebellion so long ago. perfect sun touched lips curved
the_girl_with_no_equal:
into a smirk <1>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
as he moved to stand beside Sarandiel. He stared out over the land caring little for the view, "Quite so, I am the God of this world after all." a
the_girl_with_no_equal:
moment passed as a heart beats somewhere <2>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
when Samyaza became serious and straight to the point of this meeting, "Where is she?" it was but a whisper barely audible but he knew Sarandiel
the_girl_with_no_equal:
would hear, <3>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
"Where is my Surielle?" his gaze searched the horizon.<E>
the_primal_darkness:
Pale digits played over the texture of the pulsing jewel beneath his hands. The reflected light rose up in a scarlet bloom and took hold within his eyes; <1>
the_primal_darkness:
where they shone with the malevolent power contained inside the whole of the mother shard. " I was hoping you could tell me the same..." <2>
the_primal_darkness:
he said with a quiet tone; his own which matched that of Samyaza. " She has been missing for quite some time now." <E>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
Samyaza turned molten orbs filled with the fiery depth of hell, which many believed he was supposedly trapped in. Those eyes narrowed now, glinting
the_girl_with_no_equal:
with displeasure at what was said, "Do not toy with me, <1>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
Sarandiel. I know you commune with the Darkness." the words came out in a growl, as Samyaza turned to him fully. <E>
the_primal_darkness:
" Toy with you? Why ever would I dream of that?" he would ask. Aside from the optional answer of just doing it out of spite to piss him off. <1>
the_primal_darkness:
The Great General. The Bearer of Light... the Morningstar. A small shake of his head as he turned to embrace the full and penetrating gaze of the Fallen One, <2>
the_primal_darkness:
with eyes that were dark; and even darker still deep inside their cores. " Commune? You have been far misinformed, dear Samyaza... but putting that aside for another time.. <3>
the_primal_darkness:
I have no idea where she has ran off to.." he said with what could have been a sigh. <E>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
There was tension through out his body, aggressive tension reserved for a time such as this to threaten. No matter how much time would pass,
the_girl_with_no_equal:
Samyaza's pride reign supreme through out this being. <1>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
A sight it was to see, the beauty of the Primal Darkness and the Glory of the Golden God of the world facing each other...But as the god of lies, he
the_girl_with_no_equal:
would understand what was truth, still an arm lifted, too fast to see, <2>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
to grip the dark one by the collar. Samyaza's fist tighten and he drew closer to the dark one, " I suppose that you don't, but you will tell me where
the_girl_with_no_equal:
she is the moment you find out." <E>
the_primal_darkness:
He knew quite well and first hand just how far stretching the pride of the Fallen One could be. It was his achilles heel. A fault at which some time in the near future <1>
the_primal_darkness:
he, the Dark One, would find a way to exploit it. His eyes lingered upon Samyaza, even as he lashed out and drew himself closer. <2>
the_primal_darkness:
Gripping the collar of what was just a plain dark t-shirt. " I suppose I could pass on that information when it arises," he said with a casual tilt and nod of his head. <3>
the_primal_darkness:
Though truth be told... something else had called him back to this world from the confines and intimate shadows of the Darkness. Something that even now, pulsed with the ruby glow. <E>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
He remained still, staring at the former angel, his grip firm. The air about them heavy with the fiery anger and impatience that Samyaza emitted.
the_girl_with_no_equal:
Then slowly, he relaxed his grip <1>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
letting go as if it were painful. Moving back, the tension remaining, he turned away from Sarandiel, suddenly with the same speed he used to grip the dark
the_girl_with_no_equal:
one he now turn to throw a punch to connect <2>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
across the cheek of the being before him to inflict pain and not just upon the human-esque form. There was something about the dark one's demeanor
the_girl_with_no_equal:
that he did not like <3>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
and thought it appropriate to make it a point to show his dislike, "Do not suppose, Sarandiel," he growled fiercely, "You WILL tell me when you find
the_girl_with_no_equal:
out."<E>
the_primal_darkness:
He was in as much anticipation as Samyaza would appear to be in. The released grip and then the astonishing speed in which the Fallen One had moved. <1>
the_primal_darkness:
The balled fist rising up and breaking through the planes as if it were happening in a slow motion replay upon the physical reality. Though would it come to much of a surprise to <2>
the_primal_darkness:
Samyaza to know and to learn that his own speed might even be rivaled by the once dethroned Darkness. <3>
the_primal_darkness:
His hand that shot up and out to intercept; where pale slender digits would meet and curl around the imposing fist.. as the power behind it traveled through his arm <4>
the_primal_darkness:
and the two forces collided with an unseen and brilliant shockwave that sent a disturbance far and wide into the atmosphere. <5>
the_primal_darkness:
" You should know.. That not do I just commune with the Darkness... I am the Darkness... my power has been reclaimed and I once again sit at the core of the Primal Darkness.." <E>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
It was quiet, a comforting silence that only the dead can experience. In that darkness she laid, aware yet unaware, asleep but awake. The tormented
the_girl_with_no_equal:
mind that claimed her some time ago was still there, but as a distant voice soften by the Dark. <1>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
And in that quietness...She stirred, a clash of two great forces disturbing her slumber and whispered a name...<2>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
Fist caught in a palm, it was the proverbial immovable force and the unstoppable, he did not back down, he never did, not before the almighty one and
the_girl_with_no_equal:
not now of this...The Darkness. With in hell itself and about the world, demons and other fallen angels took notice of a clash of power. <3>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
Two of whom where generals to Samyaza appeared behind their Lord, "My lord! " One spoke and took a step but was suddenly stopped..."The Darkness..."
the_girl_with_no_equal:
Samyaza barked out a laugh <4>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
, "You were nothing, Sarandiel and you still are nothing!" to the side a fallen called out once more, "MY LORD!"<E>
the_primal_darkness:
The denizens of the Primal Darkness had too taken noticed of the immense clash of power. The Lord of Hell would and had been described as an unstoppable force as he came up against <1>
the_primal_darkness:
that immovable object... a force of nature that was present and had been here long before those words of evocation had created the Light from which a God had spoken. <2>
the_primal_darkness:
" Lets not be petty, Samyaza... just because I have existed long before you were ever dreamed of by a tyrannical Deity who stole my power..." he said with not but a whisper. <3>
the_primal_darkness:
A whisper that seemed to travel through the shadows and the darkness beyond quivered with excitement. " I am all that you see.. I am all that I want to be." <4>
the_primal_darkness:
There was nothing more to say for he had felt a twinge of something.. the Muse..a distant voice yet so faint.. " Your precious Surielle is awake." <E>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
A sigh escaped...the head turned from one side to the next in a waking slumber, a body moved and a moan followed but eyes remain closed. There was
the_girl_with_no_equal:
something, a change to the chamber's atmosphere, the chains that had bound her slithered over her body like snakes, unbinding <1>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
Then...her back arched, head thrown back and nails digging into the slab that she laid on, she screamed, eyes flying open and she was gone...<2>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
Samyaza snarled at The Darkness, "That power is mine..." he would speak over the dark one in a similar whisper, "You were defeated..." molten orbs
the_girl_with_no_equal:
burned with power. . .Then the Dark one spoke it, Surielle...Awake..."Where...WHERE?" <E>
the_primal_darkness:
The Darkness would only chuckle at the mere mention of Samyaza claiming that power to be his own. Sadly and mistaken there was only one who could wield that power of dark creation.<1
the_primal_darkness:
His hand came up and he placed it against his chest and smoothed out the creases caused by the flux of their power. " Can you not sense her for yourself? <2>
the_primal_darkness:
None of those that you call your own.. even stretched far and wide as they are? And yet you need little ole me," he commented with. <3>
the_primal_darkness:
Just pushing at the pride of the once former and glorious of all angels in Heaven. He could not locate her exact position but knew she was out there somewhere. <4>
the_primal_darkness:
He had felt her coming awake. Her mind had been like a jolt through the Darkness that was his birthright. <E>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
The Darkness mocked him...He hated to be mocked, but what was worse was the first question. He could not sense her. In heaven she was not under his
the_girl_with_no_equal:
command, she had already been chosen for <1>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
another task...Even now, as a fallen, a god over this world and lord in hell, he could not sense her and he hated that this being before him can. But
the_girl_with_no_equal:
he knew it was not impossible <2>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
If only he could find her, and that this dark one was keeping her from him...Samyaza lifted an arm and as he does so a swirling spiral of hell fire
the_girl_with_no_equal:
climbed up it, within it a sword black as the darkest night appeared in his hand. He was ready to strike when he did sense something<3>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
, something that stopped him from striking...In the distance she stood, but a shadow staring up at the Primal Darkness and the Golden God. <E>
the_primal_darkness:
His eyes had glazed over as he pulled himself back into the shadows of the parapet. Even as he did; his more human appearing outline seemed to change, melting away and replaced <1>
the_primal_darkness:
by the sound of flowing robes; the rustling of dark wings as his eyes took on a slight scarlet glow. Yet as the light of the hellfire fell upon him, he would appear as he were or <2>
the_primal_darkness:
had been. Like a man until the light faded and revealed only what the Darkness had to hide. " Surielle..." he whispered and then from her to the Morningstar did his gaze turn. <3>
the_primal_darkness:
Bouncing back and forth between the two. So all it took was a meeting of the minds. The clash of their tremendous power to drive her out of hiding. <4>
the_primal_darkness:
The Muse. She who had lead him to his ultimate Fate... returning him to the throne that had been stripped away. <E>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
It was but a moment she gazed at them, catching their attention before she was gone again. Samyaza no longer paid attention to the Darkness as he
the_girl_with_no_equal:
turned and leapt off the parapet to go to her before she left. <1>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
The two Generals who stood by, unable to aid due to the incredible power that held them back, attempted to follow but with a look from their Lord they
the_girl_with_no_equal:
stopped. <2>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
Unfortunately he would not make it in time, with all his speed and grace, he would merely stand where she stood before he turned to look back at the Dark
the_girl_with_no_equal:
one, <3>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
"I don't need you, Sarandiel, as useless as ever. She will come to me, mark my words. She will." And with that...he was gone. The two Generals looked
the_girl_with_no_equal:
at the Darkness for a moment then they too were gone<E>
the_primal_darkness:
He would only chuckle...this was but one form of existence. Useless or not..and he watched as the mighty Lord of Hell had missed his chance <1>
the_primal_darkness:
scorned by the fleeting image of the Muse and sunk himself into the deeper recesses of the Darkness as his laughter followed behind him. <2>
the_primal_darkness:
His role had been played. From here it would be up to the Muse to make the next move. To tempt fate yet another time. <3>
the_primal_darkness:
But his now and current attention was focused upon the ruby jewel atop the acquired cane... <4>
the_primal_darkness:
" They are gathering once more.." he said to himself as he shed his human guise and walked through the corridors of the Primal Darkness. <E>
the_girl_with_no_equal:
The End.