The ChoasRealm {rp area}

[Cain]

-Terror was holding out his right hand which was singed from the blast along with his arm up to the elbow but his ice quickly froze off the wound and the nerve was damaged so he felt no pain. He rubbed away the ash from the blast to reveal all but the face mask and black pants were burnt off of his flesh much like his enemy his body was fully tanned and his long platinum white hair fell over his shoulder but on the right side and not the left where the dragon crest rested on his mark which was the family crest of the house of Khan. He was standing ready with his staff in one hand and his staff now had twin white blades on each end that burnt like the white fire. He saw her send the first blast so he rolled to the side avoiding it. He then side stepped the other in time but the thing was close enough to his skin that it burnt his flesh leaving a red mark. He saw her coming closer raising her face like she was going to head but him but in his maddened state he thought she was lusting for him so he leaped forward so that she would collide with him in a lip lock unless she pulled back quickly but as he got into position he covered himself head to toe in the black ice ready for her kiss to activate his trap of his iron maiden ability.-

[Silver]

I could feel the warmth of the white hot flames along my scales warming my core as the heat in the mansion soaked into my body. Taking and running my claw like hands along the smooth scales of my body. With a soft smile I could feel the pain and blood pool in my mouth and run down my chin as my eyes danced behind the burned flesh that hid them. Turning on my left foot my gaze feel upon my throne as that grin that rested upon my lips almost twisted. A message shot out over all of Chaos realm a warning that even Terror would need to take seriously in these times. “Fear the land and sky for now I hunt.” The echoes of the telepathic message left a hint that even the elder gods could not stop my hunt. The servants of the mansion looked upon my scared shrinking back. One even dropped a jug as it hit the ground and shattered the water spilled about the floor. I didn’t move but vanished in a green red mist and appeared again in the same mist before the servant my hand out stretched gripping its neck. I lift him into the air then pull him close to my face and pull my head back then smash it forward hard enough as the force at which our heads collided cause his head to pop.

Feeling the blood and brain and blood run over my face savoring the feeling. The sensation reminding me of the days that blood bathed my body and my throat. It had been many years since those days. Chaosrealm allowed me to survive without blood. Dropping the body that was spurting blood into the air. I stride through the hall trailing my hand along the wall leaving a trail of blood behind me. I giggle feeling my breasts hang from me and just keep my stride tell I am in the hall from where everyone had been cast out. My nipples where fully erect from the sensations the blood shot through me. I could feel the heat building in my loins as my scales grew a soft sheen from the excitement. Running my hands down my face teasing the stitches through my lips. My hands slowly sliding over my breasts down over my belly and slowly sliding them mover my thighs then back up between my legs feeling how excited I was. My fingers where soaked as I brought them from my legs resting them on my hips then started to strut out of the mansion. Claws causing scrapes along the stone allowing them to cause a sickening sound of a predator taunting its prey.

Exiting the mansion feeling the wild winds of Chaos realm flow over my body. Opening the wings on my back letting the wind fill them the wind swirling into mini tornados I would wait then thrust them down launching myself up into the air twisting and opening them again and gliding through the air passing over Terror who had never seen me in flight. During his training I made it a point to stay on the ground and corkscrewed past him allowing the wind to twist around my body and force me forward past him. My feet landed on the ground as my body faded from sight blending in with the terrain That I stood on and started to walk silently keeping the claws on my feet from touching the ground allowing for silent movement.

Having not landed far from Judge and Termak. Sliding in close lowering down and listening to the conversation it seemed that the two were not yet allies and one wanted nothing to do with the other this would bode well for me if this stayed true to the form it seemed to be going. Letting my thoughts wander a smile passed my lips but not large enough to tug hard on the stitching that help my lips together. Crawling past them slowly I made my way after the only other one that seemed a true threat at this moment and started for the magma pits. “at least I will be warmer there” I thought and once was safe and away from prying eyes I threw open my wings again and launched into the air gliding on the warm air to stay afloat tell I was over the magma pits and circling looking for the target of my current desires. Not directly finding Aires He turned his body as it shifted and headed off into the desert. Smiling seeing the one that had caught my attention in the Mansion training. Folding my wings and wrapped my tail around myself providing the illusion of modesty I dropped down behind her like a screw twisting through the air and planting myself in the ground behind her and she heard a voice in her head decidedly male this time. “Bad bye I doubt you are doing well?” letting myself be clearly known to this one though I had taken such care to keep my presence hidden from the others. Slowly turning my back to her I opened my wings and uncurled my tail causing sand to fly away from my feet leaving me shorter than her as I stood with my back to her.

[Lord English]

Tenebrae heard the voice incoming and took a deepened breath. Her head didn’t turn to the sounds of the landing being until she knew it was of better time. She spoke in a low even voice as she stood straight up, her fingertips cooling back to the ice that was thawing in her body, “I am doing just fine… For now…” She was cautious and was prepared to take this magnificent creature on if need be. She then spoke again, “You aren’t going to kill me now, are you?” She reached her hand up, wrapping her fingers around the mask that had been pressed to her face for far too long as thoughts of home went through her head. She carefully threw it aside as the strap broke from her face, Shao Kahn’s helmet fragment in the sand now as scars on her face were revealed. She blinked as she stared at the creature, a slash across her cheek and another out on her temple, both appeared to have been made by blades. She continued her previous statement as she said, “I am ready if you are going to regardless of my mission… If not, then why am I so important for you to visit?” She placed her hands onto her hips, clear her inner angst was trying so hard to come out. Her thumb on her right hand ran over the scabbing from the blood oath with Noob, all she had to do was live and her precious OutWorld could be restored.

Rai could almost feel the bat as it was summoned but Ferel was moving quicker. She also noticed this bat was bigger than the last one. She had no time to prepare a jump, so she quickly took several large steps back as her legs took to a reverse peddling motion. Her cape had been caught in the fray and as he tumbled, she too would take to the ground but to her side to avoid the large bat that would have surely knocked her unconscious. Then the bat disappeared and a large wooden sword took hold. She reeled back and placed her left arm up to block herself from the splintery blade. A small cut was made and Rai’s eyes turned fierce to her brother. She focused now only on him as her magics went haywire. Lightening would strike around and at her area of focus as she screamed at her brother, “GODS DON’T BLEED!” The ground was charring around her and the strikes were making it difficult to know where to go or what to do as typically it would strike far, then close then far or in the middle at spontaneous points. The words of the guardian fell on deaf ears.

Sepht gently graced her fingers on the seething wound, the sting causing light moans as she messed with the peeling black flesh. Her other hand gently rotated to allow fingers beneath her armor to the growing wetness that formed to flow down her leg and to the ground. She flopped her head back, her body falling to the side as she caused a more intense pain from the anal wounding. Her moans only increased as she removed her hand from the wound, her body flopping on the ground as she enjoyed the sheer pain being caused. She breathed heavily and within moments, screamed out, “OH GODS YES! I WANT HIM! I WANT HIM!” She then began to slowly relax. She had missed what the guardian had said in her moment of sheer ecstasy.

Leif couldn’t move or block fast enough as the blade came down upon her, feeling sudden pain as the blade split into her skull. The pain ceased as all the middle nerves began to be split by the metal, blood sputtering out of the cranial cavity with the blade continuing down. Her jaw was knocked off, ripped right away from the blade and from her face as it was brought down, the metal stuck between the teeth. It continued down, ripping between her lungs and the heart, blood sputtering from her veins. It continued down as her stomach contents were revealed and then the contents of her intestines. The body began to fall in half with the innards pulling from their capillaries as they impact sent them out. The other half of her body rested on the shield as the innards slid out slowly. As the blade hit the ground, the trapped jaw broke teeth.

Dahk turned as he was slashed at, stepping back a couple times as he carefully uncoiled his fingers. His hand rose up as shadows began to pull in swirls around his attacking brother, misting around him if he did not move. He would then close his fingers to cause the shadows to begin constraining him, making sure it would slowly crush if his brother was unable to escape. He heard the words of the guardian but would pay no heed.

Der sat himself onto the ground as his mind ran through the process he had chosen multiple times, sitting with his back straight. He heard the one he wished to fight for, a smirk on his face for a moment before relaxing back. He felt the wind lap at him as his hair flowed across his face, licking at him as his eye closed and the other shut off its blue hue. He enjoyed the momentary peace as he let his mind slowly sink into the blackness, releasing what little he had of his sanity as he made his goal into an obsession. Suddenly, he sprung up from his legs and landed with a tilt onto his hands. The momentum allowed him to go up onto his hands as he began to run on them across the ground, seemingly faster than by foot. He began to let his body take him where he dared, them running due west.

Blut saw the incoming shadows and propelled himself over away from the newly forming pillar, his ears deaf to the words of the guardian of the realm. He smirked as he came back to his feet once more and his voice growled out, “Such a stupid move, brother…” He became enraged, raising his ability to cause damage but his mind slipping into nothing. He ran at his brother as he sliced back and forth at him, left then right and then again to both. If those didn’t hit, his blades would let his blades form in his body and fire out repetitively in all directions, wanting to kill his brother at all costs in a sheer blood rage.

Ferel heard his sister’s words as he rolled out of the way. “Shit…” He was glad he missed the first strike towards him, one strike firing next to his hand but not hitting him. He forced his bad leg as a peg, it collapsing as he pushed forward into a roll towards her. Mid-roll, one struck him right in the spine. He flopped to a dead halt as his nerves twitched, he attempted to push himself up but to no avail. A strike happened next to his head, sparing him as he tried to continue to push up. He managed to get his body to cooperate enough to summon a bat again, trying to swing it at her. He managed to swing it and another strike just barely missed him but as he followed through, a strike hit him in the head and his nerves turned off. The swing followed through by momentum as it shattered and disappeared.

Termak waited simply for his answer, not paying attention to the voice.

Sol reveled in the blood as it splattered all over the place, words reaching his ears but his mind paying no heed. He felt the warmth of his sister and his lips parted to show his teeth, a slight chuckle ringing out. His shoulders began to shake as he lifted his sword up to his shoulder, the blood running down onto his armor as he took no heed to the missing eye of his. He chuckled more loudly as he dropped his sword to the side and knelt down to the body, grabbing the on the fallen half of the body and pulling it off. He began to laugh as he crushed it in his hand, blood spattering onto him as he began reaching into his sister’s body and crushing everything in his hands. His laugh grew creepy as he rubbed the squished parts onto his face and neck. He picked his sword back up and stabbed his sister’s cadaver repeatedly as it began to mush up, the laugh only increasing. When the mush settled and he placed the sword down, the laughing stopped. He leaned down on his hands and knees, taking a deep whiff of his former sister, licking the mush as a member of his pressed against his metallic shell.

Domme was still thinking, her posture relaxed even with words echoing from afar as she allowed her eyes to close. She let her mind wander in itself and soon enough, her breathing was even and shallow. Images swirled in her mind as she let them dance, pain and suffering of others under her command throwing her into her typically thoughts. They were interrupted by a looming shadow with a great figure, her scooped up by the shadow and clothes suddenly missing. She twitched in her sleep as the images showed the shadow taking her hard in this dream gone nightmare.

Sembren managed to pull back before her lick would suddenly become a kiss with a firm pulling of her muscles. She back pedaled then stood firm away from him, her hearing words from the mansion. She didn’t bother listening as she made herself freezing cold as she shot out three rounds of ice at him, making sure to aim directly at him as she said, “There’s no fucking way…” After the three freezing shots were made, she began to work the dome around her again. She wasn’t taking chances, especially against kin.

Venir heard the guardian and smirked, things were getting more interesting. Then, the ability to see the young man’s hair and the mark, a large smile appeared on Venir’s face. He yelled out loud enough for his voice to carry out, “BROTHERS AND SISTERS! WE HAVE MORE KIN!” He left out the most girlish cackle a man could make, sounding bat shit insane. He then relaxed and watched the battle as he screamed at Terror, “KILL HER, YOUNG ONE!”

[Cain]

-Judge” I have many enemies around me very few of those I could call ally so if you pledge your life to take the life of Night then I swear on my blade to help you take Outworld In your name”.

Terror took in a deep breath as he heard the dragon’s words and he did not pay them mind for now as he knew that this beast was wise and would chase the others in hope to growing stronger or eliminating souls as to make it so that the Outworlders could not grow stronger. He had her to worry about so he concentrated and the air around himself began to heat up to a point beyond even the white fire once reached. He opened his eyes and the mad image in them was gone as he breathed in deeply before removing his mask and crushing it in his hand. He had a scar on the right side of his face where the mask had burnt him from the gas bomb explosion. He threw it at the first ice ball causing it to freeze the mask then he snapped his wrist and two white fireballs caught the other two ice balls and he spoke calmly “if you were planning on killing me you should have done so when I was under the effects of this realm”. He spit on the ground as he heard the white haired male speak “so that’s the birthplace of my mark, It was never explained to me but I guess it makes sense as I have dirty blood that this realm has little effect on me”. He began to circle as he grabbed his own fist and the oil needles from his iron maiden leaked all over the ground as he formed a huge circle around them and then he began to run in a zig zag pattern till he reached the icy bitch and wrapped his arms around the woman’s dome. He felt the coldness on his skin but with his new power over the white fire he kept his temperature at a level so that he would not succumb to the effects. He spoke loud enough so even the male could hear him “I am the son of Deverik the Grand Lord of the Shirai Kuei, We are the decedents of Sub-Zero and Scorpion the Masters of the art of Death, I shall fall to no being”. He swiped his arm and a spark left from his finger hitting the starting point of where he began to run and as it sparked it would become quickly clear of the mark being of a huge scorpion with tribal markings about it”. He would wait till the heat rose to a point where the ice melted enough so he could reach in and grasp her body leaning her against his warm flesh speaking in a voice filled with sadness something only his victims ever heard” I wish not to take a life but yours stands before my quest to bring peace by removing the taint on all of existence, I now know of the darkness in my own soul and I to will one day join you in Netherealm, Find the elders of our clans and walk in glory of those who have fallen before us”. He crushed the spine right below the brain steam right before the fires reached them both once they touched terror a hurricane shot strait up into the sky that would be able to be seen by all of Chaosrealm this was a beacon terror used when he took a life. He had a tear roll down his face as he was now holding the woman’s skeleton. He knelt as he laid the skeleton gently on the ground his opal eyes never leaving the white haired male as if to dare him to move. He rose to his feet placing both hands over the skeleton and with enough white fire as he could muster burn the skeleton out of existence till the dust was so fine it had vanished. He turned to his other kin the one called for his sister’s death” Why do you stay when your life is on my list just as much as hers if not more as you are the eldest, I know I look like my father’s eldest brother and that must be you Venir”. He would vanish for a second and then return as if he hadn’t left he was holding a new set of clothing. He slipped the guard over his shins and had on a black tank top but his mark was not hidden as he was no longer wearing the blue hooded robe. He held up the mask of a Lin Kuei looking to the spot where the woman died before speaking “you are the closet to what I would refer to as kin of the Khans for you this I shall bare to do, He crushed the blue mask before burning it with the white fire letting the blue dust mix with where her ashes did fall. He moved with such swiftness that he was now before Venir “Speak her name so I shall know it forever, if you dare not your tongue will be seared from where it now rests”. A white flame would snap off of the tip of Terrors tongue as he spoke this. He would then turn his head not waiting for the reply as he spotted a branch move but nothing was resting on its roost “Run brother, kill them all before you seek our soul for if you dare fight me now, your death will be spoke of for a century to come for how weak you have always been”.

Night had watched the fight and had listened into their heritage but he had known of this for decades from Shinnok knowing the mark. He wished his brother luck in killing the cryo bitch though he wanted her power, but without fighting her and killing her he had lost his chance for now”. He had learned how to watch for souls, even though it was lost on his brother he saw the man take the prize that eluded him with this finished he decided to move on. He wanted the dragon but settled with hunting the others heading out though after traveling a few miles he came across two of the siblings and he smiled deeply landing on a branch above them “oh look it dumb ass and his little bitch with twin dicks in his hands, So do you both challenge me or should I wait till one of you is broken and the other is dead so I get the tender bits”. He sat on a branch kicking his feet like a child waiting for a new toy to be given to him so he can break it in minutes.-

[Silver]

Smiling at her though turned away I slowly turned to face the young girl and bowed to her as the tail flicked wildly behind me then settled to a soft sweeping motion on the sands. Feeling the warmth but seeing the chill setting into her I took a step back. My eyes knitting face going stone. “if you wish a fight I shall provide it but that is not my reason for coming.” His voice seemed to be deep in her mind almost as if standing beside her soul. One step at a time I started to circle the young woman keeping my senses about my not wanting to give her a chance to get the jump. Though it would seem her strength was greater then mine from what I could gather of her build though he questioned her speed. “Why do you stay? Why do you fight?” that sultry velvet voice danced through her soul now as it felt like the gentle caress of a woman as I moved about her in a circle measuring her up. I knew what I was doing also knew it would anger Terror if he ever found out since I had told him he would be the last to train under my wings but this one showed promise and thus I couldn’t help it she needed it she could do what so many had failed to do or at least that’s how I felt about it. Slowly I stopped standing beside her breasts full and large body more slender face was more angled and the stitching was tighter and seemed to be more precise in how it was done.

Letting my mind wander to the long walks he had taken with the man that was seemingly here to take my life bothered me but I did tell him one day he would have to surpass me to complete his training and what better way to do this then to defeat me in mortal kombate. Did he still feel he had something to prove did he not understand it isn’t about winning or losing yet? With a Sigh I stood there still coated in the blood from the servant’s head I exploded before leaving. “Tell me do you wish to win or lose or do you just with to fight?” That feminine voice danced in her mind as if exploring it.

[Lord English]

Tenebrae watched the lizard strut but did not answer his first question as she thought on it. Her mind was wandering on the issue of what was asked and the follow up. She didn’t mind the beast circling as she took in all that it would mean and pressed her thumb onto the scab on her hand and took a deep breath. She heard the next words and said, “I fight to survive. If I survive, I can fix Outworld. If I die, then one of my siblings will destroy what there is left to destroy. Either way, I have an oath to keep and will come out dead no matter what the outcome.” She threw her arms out to her sides with her palms up, shoulders shrugged. “So nothing really matters. I get to see what I want to see either way.” She smiled a bit and said, “So if you want to come at me, do it.” She giggled a little bit, a tad too happy about her predicament.

Rai didn’t have it in her mind to step back, the splintered bits cut at her as the thing died and she reeled back. She held onto the wounds and growled, this was not good enough. She slammed herself down and was about to stick her staff into herself until she saw the pillar of light. She snarled at it and took off in a sprint towards it. She had to prove herself or die trying.

Sepht took deep breaths as she allowed her body to relax, the tension leaving as she pulled her hand out of her armor. She closed her eyes and let her body take in what energy was lost as she cuddled the ground. Her breathing eventually became even, slowing to a decent pace as she eventually regained energy. She used her elbows to push herself up onto her aching rump as she used a forward momentum onto her feet. She held herself sturdy and cracked her neck, “Mmmm I want his ass…” She was sweating a little bit, wobbling as she stepped to move on to find a target. She saw the bright light from the center and said, “Not that way…”

Dahk pulled up his dark blade and blocked the flurry of attacks coming at him and continued to step back towards the tree an infidel seemed to have appeared in. He saw the blades force out of his brother’s body as he heard the words from the boy’s mouth above him. He blocked the oncoming onslaught of blades in multiples and found his shoulder pinned by one into the tree. He looked up at the boy as he pulled his brother’s blade from his cloth. Blood flowed down his shoulder as he said, “If you could please go away, we’re in the middle of kombat.” He turned his attention back to his sibling and thought a moment, “Or why don’t you just kill him, I would be more than fine with that arrangement.” He took a step forward and swung the dark blade at his brother and tried to use the swing to get around him to get out into open area, away from the brat in the tree. He had seen the pillar but ignored it, just wanting away from this fight.

Der continued walking on his hands, beginning to dash in random directions. He flipped off his hands and onto his feet several times to land on whichever felt most like running in the awkward pattern. Eventually, he smacked face first into the wall of the labyrinth. He opened his eyes and looked at it and shook his head. “Oh hell no…” He looked around to find he was already part way through it, there was no turning back for him now. He saw the pillar in the air and knew at least there was someone out there somewhere, but it wouldn’t help him out, he’d have to continue forward.

Blut looked up at the kid in the tree and said, “Family only kid…” He stepped to the side of the swinging blade and said, “Your swordsmanship sucks…” He looked back to the little boy in the tree and said, “Fuck off and if you want to fight someone, take my brother’s ass.” He rolled his palm out to his bother without looking and shot blades out at him. He then said, “On second thought, make an entire porno with him, a gore porno… Take out his insides…” He saw the light and ignored it, trying to not make his persuasion obvious.

Termak smiled at Judge, feeling that she could live with these terms. “I will give my life if it takes to kill Night,” She stood firm then took a deep breath and said, “I would prefer not to rule Outworld alone.” She hoped it had not come across as a flirt but it might have come across that way. She blushed a little bit, only perhaps making it worse. She saw the distant light and used the pillar as a subject change, “What’s that?”

Sol stood from the pile, regaining himself shortly. He slicked his hair behind his face, a smirk dawning his consciousness. He lost it as he began to walk slowly off from his reward but he had to turn back. He leaned down and picked up a handful of the mushed corpse and proceeded to place it into his mouth. He swallowed it bit by bit and decided to take several scoops of it in his arms to carry with him as he walked, the juicy blood running from his mouth each time he ate a handful. He saw the pillar of light and shrugged, walking towards it since it was close.

Domme sat awake as the pillar went off, she had wondered what happened and why she was sweating. She couldn’t even remember the thoughts that had swirled in her mind before this occurrence. She took a deep breath and laid back to relax. She looked back up at the sky and shook her head, “The fuck was I doing….” She couldn’t wrap her head around where she was or what was going on anymore. Her mind began to swirl as her thoughts began to consume her, wanting to find an excuse to fuck someone in the ass with her whip. She gripped her head and giggled a little bit, writhing on the ground like a fish out of water. She flipped over onto the edge of her platform and got up, pushing off to leap onto the nearby land and pulled up onto it. She then took off North.

Sembren shrieked inside of her dome, the heat rising as her shield would thaw and refreeze, the shadow of him outside of her most comforting place. She had tears going down her eyes screaming, “NO! I AM GOING TO WIN! I AM GOING TO FUCKING WIN!” She saw as he reached in and felt his warming grasp, her body trembling as she had nowhere to go, nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. She’d never gotten that pony she’d wanted, well, the ride on one. Her shrieks silenced as he held her and felt his own tears drop into hers. It was over in a single snap, words echoing in the soul of a lost little girl parading as the third eldest in the Khan Clan. She wouldn’t need to feel the heat melting her very flesh from bone, then bone to dust as he finished it all. The soul was lost, stolen before it could ever find its way to the Nether for which it should have belonged.

Venir’s eyes grew widened with excitement. Proclamations of lineage were an excitement to him and the mere thoughts of threats to his elder status amongst his kin. He watched as the flames would consume his sibling after the snapping of her bones, the bright soul peering out as it was attracted to his hand. Fingers waved it an appealing rotation as it licked into his palm, curling his digits closed to consume the iced soul that once was his sister’s. He was then glared at by the boy, the young Khan. He could only chuckle as he was known, surprising as he thought his brother had burned all those bridges. The boy returned and burned a mask over the ashes of her remains, the rage still burning and only exciting Venir. The boy then came to him and asked for her name, not before snapping at a young snake hiding in the grass, his brother it seemed. Venir gazed to the angered eyes of the young one and said, “Her name was Sembren, her titles are many. If you wish for them I may tell you.” He did not want to poke the already angered nephew, but added this, “If you have any questions of lineage, I will tell you what you wish to know.”

[Cain]

-Judge smiled behind his mask before pulling the helmet off with his head bowed and without the helmet the voice sounded like fine silk”If that is your proposal I accept your terms”. Judge stood moving her hair back so it now flowed over her shoulders but her purple eyes stood out on her porcelain face and her cheeks were slightly tinted with the rush of emotion she was feeling from revealing her true being to another who could possibly be her enemy. She felt like this was such a naughty thing as her masters told her to kill everything that walked in Chaos realm and here she was flirting with another, be it another woman as that. She saw the dragon being fly over and her being would shift from fun nature to wanting to kill with total annihilation”. Judge would place the helmet on and began her hunt for night heading in the opposite direction from where the dragon roamed. She reached her hand out for the woman to take if she still accepted there terms.

Terror walked to the steps and sat on one of them leaving the man behind him which would seem like he left himself exposed but at that moment dread would pull himself out of terrors back and was leaning against the banister as he stretched”brother your too small, you must grow your muscles larger or this state we use is going to make me sore for a month”. Terror smiled for only a second before his mind turned back to the woman and he spoke the words and even the name made his breath breath cold and it would be easy to see to the others ” Sembren my first fatality”. He stood up and Dread knew his stretch was over as he stepped back into terror”I only have one question for you Uncle and let me make it clear that if you say something I do not like your head will be under my boot, that is a promise to you and any of your siblings who follow your path”. He took a deep breath as the white fire began to cover himself starting at the tips of fingers and up his arms”What are your plans for OutWorld”.

Night stood over them doing a little game to choose which one would go first” any many miny moe”. He landed on Dahk who he gave a smile behind his mask as he tilted his head and a darkness would begin to fall over th area so no one else could interfere “finish your battle boys now if you try and run from each other your going to die not to long after”.-

[Silver]

The words flowed into her mind as she listened to the young woman speak it felt like white hot fire as it flowed through her. This was something Chaos understood all too well. Walking so that she was standing in front of her. She would watch one leg lift then the other as she crossed them balancing on her tail her wings spread out almost like a she was some perverse statue from Outworld. Those burnt eyes were staring into her boring into her. She then heard her voice again. “Then you will survive.” She then bowed her head and the land around them started to change as gravity shifted. “And it is time you learn to fight me.”

She waited there watching her waiting as the gravity turned flipped upside down and chaos shifted during the gravity shift so that her feet where now resting on the air and yet the gravity for Tenebrae shifted so that she would be cross to her so her feet would need to be flat in the air but the two would look like a cross. “We train so that you can fight and die with honor and save your realm.” She smiled as blood ran down her chin and dripped onto her breasts.

[Lord English]

Tenebrae heard the words of the lizard as suddenly the lizard was upside-down and she was slammed sideways onto the air. It seemed there was a platform in the gravity and she was a bit freaked out by it. She pushed herself to stand up as he rubbed her arms, which noticeably were freezing over again. She took a deep breath and clenched her fists, a mess in her souls as she needed to quell them. She stood firm and waited, hoping to be more prepared on the next shift.

Rai continued running towards the hurricane of light and her generator turned on. Her mind was lost to obsession under the pretenses of attempting godhood. She saw the gathering group of gaggling dangers, none of them quite a stranger, as her lightening took forth due to the ground’s own polarities as it struck out around her and made her an obvious enemy. She growled and seemed almost lost in a feral state as the madness sunk her deeper and deeper into a cesspool of her want. She made sure that her hand flared out in her leaned forward sprint to make the static charge send bolts out towards the possible targets. Each strike happened in seconds as the magic spread the line forward in moments. She did not stop there but made the generator spin faster, discharge on the staff reaching much more critical levels.

Sepht decided to just walk, attempting to avoid the area she had seen lit up. She made sure to travel a bit south of where she was, heading east in the process. She wound up seeing a shrouded area and decided, “Nope…” and proceeded to travel due east and away from such mess.

Dahk saw the darkness, he knew this kind of magic well. He whispered under his breath, “shit…” He would need to step up his game and leave his brother in the dust, ducking under the incoming blade that could have easily sliced him in half. He ran back at his brother and pointed his blade out forward, the blade gathering its darkness and shooting out a firm ball. He’d see which way his brother would dodge and would turn that direction to slice diagonally two times to create an X if they both contacted. He also borrowed some of the surrounding darkness to pull it in to try to capture his brother.

Der walked aimlessly in the labyrinth, figuring that it was how he got in that it would be his way out. He sighed as he placed his hand on some of the walls and saw where the wandering had taken him in the labyrinth, the pool of ageing. He gazed at it and shook his head, “Yaw gnikcuf on…” He approached the pool and stared at it, he couldn’t even dare to touch it. He felt its power would be wasted on him, age would give him nothing more to learn than he already didn’t know. So the biggest question in his mind, why did aimless wandering bring him here if he wasn’t supposed to? He gazed back into the labyrinth and then back at the pool, hesitating to even touch it.

Blut heard the words and ignored the darkness, the hell did a little brat know. He pulled his hand back as to attract all of his scattered blades back from where they were, stepping to the side to dodge the all engulfing orb fired from his brother’s sword. He took two steps back, paying attention to the sword and avoiding its slices, not noticing the trap below him and the darkness taking his feet. He became enraged and tried to pull himself from the shadows only to make an audible pop of his ankle pulling out. He used the sucked in blades to fire at his younger brother, hoping to cause damage as the darkness trap crept up his body.

Termak smiled at Judge as the helmet was removed, the knowledge now of Judge being female a settling thing to Termak as her cheeks took for a far rosier turn. She took a deep breath then looked at where Judge looked. As Judge began to move, the hand was uncoiled to her. Termak placed her hand in Judge’s and whispered just for her to hear, “Thank the gods, you’re not a male.” She ran to keep near Judge’s side, preparing to do what was needed.

Sol was close to the area he had left previously, the mansion in sight. There was a few near it and he was able to walk up onto the conversation between his eldest and Terror before he even was able to finish his snacking on the chunky meat sauce of which he still carried. He placed a handful of the mushed meat in his mouth, he only had a little left and it was in his other hand. The juicy blood had stained his skin as more flowed down from his mouth. He was enjoying every little taste and not caring who saw this action. Past them, he saw the angered flashes of an on-coming younger sibling. She appeared to be sprinting up rather fast, possibly going to take them by surprise. He knew at least his elder sibling would notice but the young man, he wasn’t so sure about. He wasn’t going to make a ruckus of it, wasn’t his problem.

Domme continued due north and hopped platforms, just heading up. She eventually found some walls and an opening winding into it, curiosity getting the best of her. She tilted her head and looked around, seeing no others in the area. “Hello?” She whispered out, unsure of if she should do this or even if she should be there. She began to walk into the walls and following their winding paths, trying to keep to the right. Whispers echoed out of her mouth through the maze, “Hello? Anyone there?” She wound up in a dead end, just continuing along the right wall, hoping she’d be able to either find the exit or the entrance, not sure how to really go about this but to keep right. Perhaps eventually this chaotic maze would make sense.

Venir turned to watch the young nephew, smirking as he saw the two separate. It was a curious thing to him as to why they would have to be in that state. Could they not fight alone? He heard the brother’s words and attempted to not snicker, it was a hard thing to do as he’d have to force the behavior anyway. Then the iced words of the other, the flow off the tongue, he was going to enjoy this. Then they combined and he was approached with what he took as a demand, a demand that he could not answer directly. It would only take seconds for him to concoct an answer, weaving his web. “You see,” Venir spoke as if about to tell a story, beginning to pace back and forth as his fingers waved as he spoke, “To tell you what I want is to tell you what my siblings don’t want…” His mouth began to twitch as if to smile as he spoke. “Some of them want to overtake realms for their own selfish needs… Some of them want to destroy and kill… I agree with most of the thing my youngest sibling has in mind…” He stopped pacing in his slow waltz back and forth. “I believe you know her… She seemed to have gotten here before the rest of us… Pity that she doesn’t want to rule like the rest of us…” He cackled a bit that sounded more like a woman who’d had too much PMS chocolate. “I wish to have the crown of Outworld, I want Outworld to remain OutWorld… Then the places where she and I differ are little… Where she does not want the crown… She doesn’t wish to rule… She wants… What I don’t.” He got lost in thought and had a twitchy smirk, so he ceased his attempt to smile and left a neutral expression. He turned his head back to Terror and said, “What matters is that we do not seek destruction of other realms… Just the siblings that wish to cause it…” He looked down at his own fingers, his skin was beginning to pale a bit. “Hmn… This is not a great predicament…” He turned his head as he saw one of the younger siblings approaching. Was he eating a corpse’s mushed remains? Venir’s nose wriggled as he sniffed and he definitely smelled blood, going a little pale and turning his head away from the sight and spoke, “That’s disgusting…” Venir’s thought was interrupted by the sound of static and seeing of a mass of electricity heading towards them, he knew this was Rai. He stepped back a bit as he avoided some of the electricity being flung and said, “Pick your poison and I will take the other…”

[Cain]

-Judge smiled when she heard the words about her gender and when she saw the flash of light thought about it and headed in that direction thinking maybe Edenia would be in this direction as they put on shows with there abilities. Judge walked strait in that direction though once they would come across the area luckily not near the others she would grab her new companion and hide behind a tree, Terror was someone she didn’t want to deal with this early on. Judge pushed his companion back up the path”he is one we should avoid if we wish for our plans to become reality as he is know for his icy fucking”.

Terror wasn’t sure he understood what Venir was meaning though he did understand he was not seeking to destroy the other realms. He remembered the youngest the woman he had spat at the feet of and he also grasped they were similar though he wasn’t sure how he felt about another Khan on the Outworld throne. He grasped the porch and threw himself over the banister when he felt the static making the hairs on his arm stand up just dodging the bolt there were no poles in Chaos realm so there was no static so it had to of been an attack. He then spotted the boy coming out eating the bleeding flesh that he assumed was another Kombatant. Terror ran right at him covering his right arm in in a spiraling white fire that he would stop on a dime and the fire would lash out in a circled turret like whip. He got close and in a split second movement terror went one way and dread wen the other till they were exactly forty feet from each other and both fired off a blast one of black ice and another in white fire and if they were to hit they would both land on his arms.-

[Silver]

Just watched her face plant and smiled and started to walk away. She didn’t stop and took a deep breath. Then she heard a male’s voice at a distance but it was there around her. “Follow you will learn nothing if you stay still. Chaos will consume you.” He smiled and as he moved his tail swayed as he moved but if she looked she would see a larger thicker tail hanging. That swayed from side to side as he moved he seemed to drop and his feet shot out as a puff of air formed around his feet. Continuing his stride now walking on the left side and hummed the other tail now obviously not a tail and it was thick and long. Stopping just outside a lake that was about 6 meters away. “Your next challenge. Swim from one side to the other and back again…”

Watching the other’s there as the gravity shift effects the area jerked everyone into the air in random directions. Watching the others he smiled and shifted his hand pulling Tenebrae from the gravity field letting her land on the ground and smiled. “There is much to learn through life you must learn them quickly.” Everyone saw a man walk up out of the lake in a black robe. Pulling two scythes behind him his eyes where smoking in a dark black smoke. Turning the man walked away leaving a winding chaotic path behind him and stopped in front of the young woman. Jerking his arms forward the scythes cut the ground leaving them with in the lines. “Follow the path you choose but know chaos follows in your wake and all that is left behind you will be death.” He then stepped on the line and walked out of the path leaving her in it with a grin. “She has potential.” He spoke to chaos and nodded. “She might be greater than your greatest student.”

[Lord English]

Tenebrae walked with Chaos over the pool without really paying attention as she tried to not stumble. She watched as they got closer the gravity shifting and sending various people who were near the pool in different directions. She giggled a little bit and strode carefully. She felt the gravity shift to allow her right side up in front of the pool. She had tried to land on her feet but she still ended up tripping on her face but got back up. She witnessed the man rise from the lake and watched the two lines get put. His words only made her smirk a bit, he was kinda cute. She decided to talk back to him, “Only thing in front of me is death so who gives a fuck!” She placed her one leg back and started to run forward at the lake screaming, “Bring it!” She took a flying leap at it and placed her arms out in front of herself and started to paddle before she even hit the water. She started to age the moment she splashed in, a year per second. The only thing that seemed to truly change as she swam was she got taller, some of the wounds healed and scars formed. By the time she made it to the other side, she didn’t feel winded. She hopped right on in, her hair dragging below to her ass. When she stood back up on the other side, she stood at ten feet tall and her hair nearly drug on the ground. She took a deep breath a looked up at Chaos and then to Reaper. She looked down at the ground and was checking herself. The ice had receded to just her finger tips and seemed much better controlled. She looked up at Chaos again and said, “I am different…” She was confused but she felt more stable.

Toron had been ripped into Chaos Realm for some time, his mind had been lost the moment he had entered into the realm. Fires from the Nether and occasional ice from the effects of the realm were spread across the area of which he had been dumped. Once his mind had gathered, his skeletal head rose as each vertebrae cracked. He pulled his blades as he pointed them at the sky and his horn pointed in the same direction, front legs pushing into the air in a full rear with a haunting laugh that echoed only in the darkest parts of a heart. He landed back down as he felt the flames sputter from his secondary mouth, the warmth taking him as he twisted his back oddly far as he stretched out. It felt damn good to be back in his right of mind and he was ready to go find his partner in crime.

Rai took the fact that Terror was turning to attack another as a sign of being ignored. Her mind set did not deliberate that he was initiating kombat with her sibling, let alone her mind even letting her know that siblings were there. They were all things to destroy, something to maim and pound back into the ground to prove she could be a god. She focused her magic at Terror, more than likely making his hair stand on end again as she unleashed a torrent of six bolts in his direction aimed wildly. She then made a shield around herself and expanded it as she was still rushing, swinging her staff downward at him.

Sepht wandered out and as she went, she saw something rather disturbing. It was definitely a centarian but it looked half rotted away. She figured it may have been from NetherRealm and thought between attacking it and just ignoring it. She took her sword and began to move towards him, swaying her hips as if in an attempt to attract him then thrusting her blade forward. She wanted to take no chances and sliced a couple times at the being.

Dahk moved out of the way from the blades as they moved in and pulled his own blade up as he deflected one of the incoming blades at one of the last seconds. He wrapped his fingers on his free hand to pull the shadows up faster on his brother and begin to crush it down harder. He knew the next thing the brother will do would be to call the blades back, he needed to kill him quick. He didn’t care of the one watching them, if his time would come right after his brother’s, let it come.

Der heard the sounds from the lost sister in the maze. A smirk came to his face as he decided to attempt his best at getting rid of a sibling as best as he could. He thought for a moment of what to say as her calls for an answer seemed timid. He finally said, “Here come.” He didn’t wait for a response as he said, “Left, right, left, left, right, left, right, right, left…” He looked down and back at the pool, with that she would appear soon and he must be ready. He backed himself against the wall so when she came, he could push her in and deal with her that way. Moments before he could have possibly attacked his sibling, gravity shifted. He flipped himself and landed on his feet, upside down from where he was. He sighed and then saw Chaos, kneeling down to them and saying, “olleh.”

Blut pulled at his leg as the darkness crept up and consumed his other foot and the on the other leg was up to his hip. He pulled the blades back to himself as his flesh consumed them. He tried to push the blades out of his legs but they could not pierce through the dark magic as he’d hoped. It didn’t hinder it as it flew out and pulled in as he glared at his brother, growling in anger as he only hurt himself in the struggle to get out of the magic, which was now up to his waist and had his one knee free. His bones could be heard cracking as he struggled against the magics.

Termak kept with Judge’s pace and had tried to go forward when Judge recoiled. She was rolled in as she was snapped back and held by the female who attempted to protect her. She blushed a bit then heard the serious words which caused her to contemplate, perhaps it was a great thing that they were not within his reach. To get fucked by ice would be cold but it occurred to Termak, that perhaps Judge had meant something else. She looked into where her eyes would be under the helmet and whispered as they began in a different direction, “Thank you for protecting me, I hadn’t known that about him. My siblings and I had been too preoccupied in killing one another to learn of others.”

Sol saw the man wrapping fire around his arm and saw this as an opportunity to cook his food. He made sure to tumble out of the way while holding his food out towards the fire, cooking it a little bit. He saw him then run to him and split into two with both firing in from the sides. He took two large steps back and took a handful of meat into his mouth as he side stepped some static and spoke with his mouthful, “You guys have no table manners.” He then used the now free hand to pull his claymore and slice at the nearest of the two, happening to be Dread as he did a diagonal strike.

Domme raised her head as she heard her brother’s calls. She thought of why he could be so helpful, was he lost too? She decided to follow his directions and started by turning left, taking her back the way she had come. She then went to the right as she whispered to herself, “left, left, right, right, left, right, right, left…” She followed the instructions carefully and reached the end, not noticing her brother against the wall but seeing the pool in front of her. She didn’t know what it was, but something felt off to her about it. Then she felt herself flung off to the side, bouncing off the walls of the labyrinth before she caught her gravity place to stand, though she landed on her side. She felt pain from this but stood up. She rubbed her head a bit for it.

Venir noticed Terror take to the male and thus he would need to cover the female. He noticed her aim was for the nephews who had begun kombat with another. He pulled his magic together to form a solid handle with rotating blades off the side. He made the false blades spin fast enough as he moved into the way of the shot to cut the lightening’s aim from its point and attach to the false blade, getting a small shock on his arm that seemed to more revitalize him then detriment him. He then had the blades form into a spiked shield, grounding it as he let go of it to hide from the oncoming electricity. With a quick gesture of his hand, he opened a hole just big enough to fit through and slid into her shield. He took a flying leap at her as she swung her staff, grabbing it as his hand went numb but none of him. He launched a barrage of small spirit skulls to pin her at this point blank range. He made sure his hand was off the staff before he landed, tumbling backwards to get back into the hole on his shield to hide beneath it. The ice was making it great to slide easily and since Rai was stuck sliding forward, it should mean her getting impaled on his shield if his skulls did not connect.

[Cain]

-Judge slide out from under the woman letting her hands brush along her rear long enough to be noticed but settle enough to possibly be taken as a mistake. Judge once again watched terror split into Dread and both had the mark as they headed out. This would be a time Judge would fly but she could not carry her ally away fast enough to not be seen so she would rely on stealth”Seems terror and Dread are your kin by decedents as you all share that mark on your neck”. Judge came across the dark dome knowing its owner to be Night not knowing of the others inside she told her ally to stand behind herself so her sound waves would not hit her. Judge clapped and a sonic boom would blast directly in the direction of the dome with enough force it blew the darkness away when the lighting began to flash so bright. She would spot Night in the tree and once again clap aiming for Night who she didn’t expect to be ready for a fight.

Terror and Dread sighed when the bastard dodged there abilities though when the man dared to speak of there manners while he was clearly eating someone annoyed the piss out of Dread. He saw the man make a move for the slash but he merely ran sliding across the ice and forming right back into Terror as they made contact. Terror spun his staff in his hand a smirked as he rubbed both feet in the snow before he began to spin his staff till each end caught a blaze from the White fire and his staff now contained both of his elements. He ran at Sol smiling as he used his Dark Grasp ability to make a shadow figure appear behind Sol and push him towards Terror if he was caught by this he would be easily off balance. Terror would keep running letting himself drop onto his back once he worked up enough speed and let the ice carry him potentially between his enemies legs with the tip of his staff aimed right for the enemies stomach.

Night was not expecting his dome to be blown away so easily nor was he expecting Judge to find him so soon with so many other to search through. He was not prepared so the sonic wave hit him and so would the lighting causing him to lose control of his body as he fell landing at the brothers feet easily in attacking range and would not be able to move for some time.

Daemon was sitting in a bar in New York City he was waiting for his sister to show up at favorite watering hole the Seven Sins. He picked up his drink tipped it to his lips then felt a breeze hit him in his face as he opened one eye seeing a dragon, a over sized woman, one of his brothers children and a some child that looks out of place that was kneeling to the dragon” you all have five seconds to explain where I am or so help me your going to fear my wrath”. He looked at his hand and noticed his ring is missing blinking he lowers the drink looking at it wondering if this stuff is getting stronger as nothing in existence could steel his ring other then the beings who made the damn thing. He screams out loud “ok brother enough games which of you three horse fuckers took my ring”. He felt maybe some water would refresh his mind and make him less drunk. He sets his pint down and dunks his head in the water gargling the water for about a minute not needing air helped. He came back up cracking his neck before picking his drink up and speaking to the reaper”so why are you here to great me and not my brother wraith bring me my brother or I swear hell will be a sunny day compared to the councils prison”.-

[Silver]

Watching as a majority of the people who were there face planted he just smiled. Listening to her as she said death was the only option he felt pride but also sorrow as this was the ultimate end but not the only option. Watching her rush in he now understood that there was more to her then her words and that she would be a great warrior for her people and a great leader but how to show her that. He hoped that her swim would be enlightening. Standing there as she spoke when she stepped out and just smiled. “You have grown up in Chaos realm for a great many years now so yes you have changed you should now understand truths that few could comprehend.

The ferryman felt pride to see that she survived. Chaos had been dumped into this pool by the elder gods when they made him Guardian of the realm. The ferryman though had been sent into its depths by Noob when he got cast from neather realm at the same time. Smiling at her almost proud she had survived her ordeal most would have died just for stepping into it. Turning and seeing a man appear and start to speak and make demands. He then got this look of anger and disgust on his face what looked right at home on him. “ How dare you call me a lowly wrath I am not just some rage filled beast with a desire for vengeance and hate. Whoever your brother is you need to place yourself on check because you are not in your realm anymore things work different here don’t ask questions… State them.” The ferryman had just given everyone a most helpful bit of advice to surviving this chaotic world.

Chaos stopped staring at him and then blinked and felt himself ripped from his world not even a breath was able to be spoke to the man before he was ripped from them. He was in heaven standing before the Elder Gods. Looking between them he almost looked angry at this point. “What have you don’t and who is that the realms are sealed no one in no one out your rules How in the royal fuck did someone else show up?” his mind was clear for once in many ages the insanity gone his body was shifting and taking on the form it should be.

[Lord English]

Tenebrae looked up as her brother bowed and spoke to Chaos. Her mind thought for a moment and figured out what he had said backwards. She thought about what she wanted to say and tried to flip it backwards in her head as she said, “Der.” Trying to get his attention as she thought out the final bit. “Ressik ssa na hcus era uoy.” She hoped she got it right then looked at the suddenly appeared man who was making demands and throwing stuff at Reaper. She chuckled a little bit then whispered, “He’s in for a bumpy ride…” Her gazed locked on him as she decided to explain after he was done being demanding of Reaper and calling him names, “This is Kombat. You are in Chaos Realm. Kombat is fighting each other to see what realms can konquer who and who is safe from whom or in some cases for fun. Essentially, its fight, survive, or die.” She looked up to see Chaos had gone then glanced back at Reaper, “I got my siblings if you got him. He looks feisty.” She ran backwards through the maze, not caring which direction she took to attempt to get to her sideways sister. She focused on bringing up Sub-Zero’s soul and made a ramp to slide up at her sibling. She had the ice form into what she hoped was an axe but turned out to be more of a club as she swung it at her sister then proceeded to fall back down and slide to the ground on her ramp. She smirked and said, “This is kick ass.”

Toron saw the cute girl strutting up to him, too bad his parts had fallen off. He waited as she got close and then the woman began to stab at him. The first thrust managed to go between the bones with a light twist of himself. He reared out of the way as flames from the Nether ate up through his body and spurted out from the lower mouth at the short Kahn. He used this up and fire time to step backwards on his hind legs, only setting his feet down to back up further once the fires had spurt out.

Rai had to continue her attacks and slowly came to her senses a bit too late, the man that she was attacking was not her intended target but her eldest brother. She recognized him as he was in her face, already too late to turn back as he’d blocked her staff midair. She was blasted with those tiny soul skulls, her feet still going forward on the slick surface and the skulls pinning her to the ice. She flailed as the tiny teeth bit into her and she screamed, “NO!” She looked at Venir and begged, “I will do anything! I need to live! Don’t kill me!” Tiny drips of blood left from where the skulls grasped.

Sepht let out a squeak when she realized there was really nothing to this creature. She forced herself to the right as flames were sputtered out at her. She sighed and got her wits about her, that fire was hot as hell. Though she bet the flames seen earlier were hotter. She readied herself and swung at the creature again, aiming for exposed muscle tissue.

Dahk rolled out of the ways of the blades, still making his darkness crush his brother’s legs up until the sudden removal of the dome. Then the little brat was knocked out of his tree and stunned on the ground. He crushed his hand the whole way in to make sure his brother was done, he was done torturing him. He then looked at the one on the ground and stood over Night as he said, “Wanted to make us play, huh?” He balled his hand over Night and grabbed the darkness inside of him, forcing his hand open to make it expand in him. He made sure every little bit of it pressed on the inside of his body and blew him apart into many chunks of flesh. He didn’t even get his hand fully extended and wiped some of the bits off of him. He sighed and then said, “So much darkness… pitiful.”

Der stood up when Chaos left and proceeded to flip his sister off and said, “Eerf ma I tsael ta.” He looked down at the new human and thought about things to put his thoughts forward. “You should learn the tenants of the land, human.” He liked his happy upside-down place, he couldn’t be reached up here, he thought.

Blut yelled out as he was crushed by the darkness and his crushed corpse fell over, the parts flopping loose as blood leaked out of cracked open skin from the bones pressing through.

Termak nodded and said, “I suppose so… But from who?” She was then moved behind Judge and the loud sound emitted out. She held on behind Judge and watched her knock the male from the tree. She smiled and then couldn’t bare to watch her brother kill not just her other brother, but the one from the tree. She sighed and said, “Was… was that it?” She came from behind Judge and looked at her. “Was that really it?”

Sol felt the sliding and his reroute towards Terror and saw the staff light up. He was shoved at him by the sudden appearance, causing him to drop the rest of his snack and was proceeded to be hit in the gnads area of his armor with the hot end of the poker. Sol let out a yelp and since he was right there, he threw his fist out at the offending male. “Dumbass punk!” He growled at him.

Domme was rather confused and couldn’t see what was going on but heard people demanding and talking in the maze. She sighed and then looked forward to see her sister coming at her fast and swinging something at her. She moved to the side but not far enough out of the way and was hit back towards the maze by the icy club. She tumbled and shook her head a little bit. She cracked her whip and ran towards the ground and used the whip to strike out at her sister. She tried to wrap her whip on her to pull her to her.

Venir saw the captured sister and came out from his shield and strode up to his fallen and pinned sister. His mouth twitched as he attempted a smile, it wasn’t working. Her pleas excited him and made him think on things he had done before, the last time someone had pleaded to him. Those before death words were an aphrodisiac that he didn’t know what to do with. He leaned to his sister’s ear and said, “You will live on…” He made himself into a spirit form and entered her body, instead of destroying the soul, he forced it into his own and then burst out of the body. He picked her flesh off of him and turned to watch Terror and Dread torture his brother. Taking in the soul didn’t help him and he took a deep breath, sitting himself down. His face was no longer twitching and he focused on himself for a moment. He remembered taking in his caretaker had helped him and yet his siblings seemed to just keep him preserved for a short bit longer. He was never going to be able to figure this out and just watched the fight, sitting patiently on the ground with his legs crossed in front of him.