Supernatural Things: The Light and the Dark {Ozias and Secluded Inkling}

[Ozias]

The Story so far


The year is 2014 and the world is at a delicate stand point, the humans and the creatures of the night after years of war have found a shaky peace between their two cultures. With this peace both the humans and the creatures have been able to co-exist with each other for almost ten years now. But as peace goes, there must always be war. The turn of the century has come, on the full moon a new creature that none have seen or heard of before has appeared. An with it, has brought a path of destruction and death for both humans and creatures of the night alike. With both sides losing numbers fast, both councils of creature and human have convened in an emergency gathering at a place called the grotto, a secret and guarded meeting place. In this meeting much is to be decided, and much will be broken, and the peace that both sides have had may not exist anymore. A lot is in danger now, but one thing is for certain, neither side can survive this new creature, and it is now up to the council to figure out a way to find and stop this creature once and for all. However they may find an ally that they did not expect, this is where the story begins, in a secret place where the fate of both worlds, light and dark will be decided.


Main Characters

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Name: Abraxas

Age: 2000 Years of age


Gender: Male


Race: Demon


Demon Type: Hell Knight


Description of Hell Knight: A Hell Knight is one of the meanest and also one of the most powerful demons in any lore. With unsurpassed powers in the realm of Hell, they are among what is considered the Elite Demons of Hell. There are only maybe three Hell Knights in all of Hell and they are all the personal guardians of Lucifer and his throne room, they are the eternal gate keepers and only they hold the keys to the Lord of Hell himself. Each Hell knight possesses a great amount of ability, each with their own abilities the Hell Knights are capable of things that no mere demon can do. Hell Knights gain their power from the darkness of Hell itself, and in turn this makes them unbeatable by any but Lucifer himself. While almost all demons have super speed and super strength, the Hell Knights have many abilities ranging from being able to kill one with mind manipulation, to a powerful attack known as black fire which is the most devastating of all hellish attacks. Hell Knights have no weakness and they have no fear, and they do not care for the quarrels of others, they do as they are commanded and they do not fail.


Description of Hell Knight Abilities: The first mentioned ability only Hell Knights have is Black Fire, black fire is a move that can kill a mere human just by touch. The move is instant hatred transformed into an attack that can even kill other demons with little to no problem. Usually Black fire is used in a ball form which is concentrated in the hand and then thrown at enemies, however advanced users of Black fire can form swords or weapons with the Black fire to make a weapon that is deadlier then any other weapon on the face of the universe.


The second ability of the Hell Knight is advanced mind manipulation, a Hell Knight has the capability to kill other with just their thoughts, they will infiltrate the mind of any of those who appose them, an in doing so will attack the soul itself. This move is solely used on humans who venture into hell, the most famous and only one to resist this attack was Van Helsing himself.


Description of Hell Knight Forms: Like most demons of higher levels, the Hell Knights have forms in which they can take. But unlike most the Hell Knight as a total of four forms that it can take.


The first form is the basic human form, a Hell Knight is rarely ever seen in its true form, and often chooses to take the form of a normal human being. Usually the human form is undetectable by human eye, and one would not know they are looking at a demon, however the Hell Knight can take the form of a human but more often then not, their eye's will always take a shade of dark purple with swirling vortexs because of their power. This form can be sustained indefinitely with no problems.


The Second form of the Hell Knight is there defensive form in which the demon will turn into an armored walking death machine. Often more then not the Hell Knight will have full body armor from head to toe and will carry a massive sword and shield and will resemble a human knight but with advanced height and size. In this form the Hell Knight becomes faster, stronger, and increases in power by ten fold. None have ever faced a Hell Knight in this form and lived to tell the tail.

The Third form of the Hell Knight is perhaps a form that rarely any will ever see, and if you do something you will never speak of. The Hell Knight will take on the form of a half fledged demon which is the equivalent of ten stronger level demons. In this form they will take on the appearance of a true minion of hell, increasing in size by a lot and their skin turning a deep shade of red. In this form the Hell Knight's wings will be revealed and their strength and speed will raise to beyond any species in the entire Universe. In this form the Hell Knight will not use weapons for their hands are weapons alone. They will grow slender black horns and claws will form on feet and hands which can shred in seconds, in this form they look like true nightmarish monsters of old.

The fourth and final form of the Hell Knight is unknown and has not been seen even in the beginning of time. But it is said that is form is the true form of the Hell Knight and any who could look upon it will die from site alone.


Description of Hell Knight weakness's: The Hell Knight has only but one true weakness and that is that its power is limited outside of hell. You see the Hell Knight draws its power from the raw evil and hatred of Hell which makes it all powerful and has no limits in what it can do. However because of this the Hell Knight can not sustain the same power levels outside of Hell. If by chance a Hell Knight is sent to earth, its power is cut in half because earth is not a place of hatred, so this will substantially weaken a hell knight by a lot. On earth a Hell Knight is incapable of attaining its third form, and can sustain the second form for only a short time. While this weakness does not effect its ability of super strength and super speed it does however weaken their mind manipulations powers and they can only use black fire very sparingly. However even weakened they are still a force to be reckoned with.


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Name:


Acaia Morteese


Age:


22


Gender:


Female


Race:


Human Gypsy


Appearance:

History:


Acaia was born within a family of gypsies who often traveled for a breath of knowledge, new discoveries, and of course loot. She was raised within the stereotypical gypsy family that individuals often steered clear off, if wanting to stay intact with their belongings. As a kid, she was taught how to defend one's self and how to use mother nature as a way to heal. Acaia didn't follow the same beliefs as the family. Part of her knew most of things her family had done was wrong. The realistic proof surfaced as her tenth thirteenth birthday had come around. This family had been cursed. She was no exception... Tying to run away for the truth, Acaia fought to become her own person. As a gypsy no one tends to trust you anyways, but this little gypsy seriously gave others a reason to not trust her. Her thievery was legendary just as her skills of pulling a disappearing act. Being left alone from the young age had landed a costly toll upon her, leaving her to trust only one being; her albino ferret friend Zayder, her partner in crime.


Personality:


The gypsy is strongly outspoken leaving her to constantly tell whats on her mind and a master in thievery. This often leads to constant trouble. If that wasn't enough, she is argumentative, stubborn, sneaky, and a smooth talker. Though she is rough around the edges, she has plenty of good qualities as well. Acaia is really decent at cooking and making medicine with herbs that are found all around. She even specializes in using daggers. The Gypsy also has the side of her that is only known to those she becomes close with. This side is actually very caring, apologentic, and considerate, along with bubbly, defensive, and more open. Even after all that though, you have to be someone really special to know about the curse of her family.

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[Ozias]

“Enough! I want order now!”


The room of beasts and humans alike had been in an uproar from the very start of the emergency meeting that had taken place inside the secretive and very large Grotto. The room itself was circular in nature and looked like a court room that had seen way better days. Seated in a semi circle all the way around the entrance were creatures, some were vampires, others werewolves, Liches, shadows, demons, and humans even. At the front of the room there sits a large table with the head of each creatures race, angrily debating the current topic, what the procedure would be against a foe that had no scent, no sight, and no mercy.


“I SAID QUIET!!!!”


The voice was booming as the room and everyone in it turned on a dime to look at the master of the creatures council, near by a human sat, and older male who seemed like he would rather be anywhere else then where he currently was. Once the room was silent, the head of the creatures council spoke angrily but steadily.


“This bickering is getting us nowhere! Every minute we waste bickering amongst ourselves that beast is attacking our brothers and our sisters! We may not always get along that much is clear, but we will have to swallow our pride now because we are being slaughtered and if we don’t do something we may not live to see next year!”


“He is right we need to do something!”


“Oh an what exactly would you like to do you pasty faced blood sucker?”


“Shut up you flea filled mutt!”


The insults were thrown and instantly both the werewolves and vampires were out of their seats and looking like they were about to kill each other.


“I SAID ENOUGH!!!!!! THIS WILL STOP OR YOU WILL REGRET IT!”


It was obvious that the head of the creature council had a good pull, both sides sat down again with sour looks on their faces. Once the peace had resumed the councilor spoke once more to the masses of creatures and humans around himself.


“We need idea's and we need them now! If we can't stop fighting like this then we might as well roll over and die because its obvious whatever is doing this has no intention of stopping!”


“We have no idea where to even start, it strikes out of the dark and then disappears like it never existed, that beast took out an entire vampire coven, not even the few survivors even saw it, just some kind of black shadow beast. It has no scent, no way of tracking it, not even foot prints. How the hell do we fight something like that none the less find it!?”


“I say rolling over and dieing would be a better idea, better knowing our fate then acting like we can just deny it.”


“Stupid human so weak and foolish, you would so willingly just let yourself die!? That is why you will never be as strong as we can be!”


“Try saying that to my face you overgrown dog!”


One of the human hunters had stood up and was ready for a full fledged fight, and like before entire seats were emptied as both species were ready for a full on fight.





Somewhere in an empty field miles from the grotto


The ground shook violently at first, and then the ground around is shook with it, it was obvious that an earthquake was rocking the small clearing in the woods. However there was no earthquake if you knew the signs of something much worse that was arriving on earth. The ground in the clearing cracked violently and in the center a black vortex formed making a swirling hole of darkness, fire then seeped around the edges of the hole and shot in to the sky very high. A hiss could be heard like air compressing, through the center of the vortex a black mist of pure darkness shot forth like a stream of gas bursting from the ground. This went of for a split second before the hissing was done, the ground shook again as the black vortex disappeared as it has appeared. The area became quiet as the black mist seemed to hover for a couple moments like a storm cloud, and then slowly and silently it began to move and in an instant it was taking shape. Slowly feet, then legs and then arms and a body and finally head took form, the black mist solidified as within mere second a man that looked no older then 22 was standing in the center of the field.


Abraxas was silent as he looked around the small clearing he had entered in, already he had a scowl on his face. For the first time in his entire existence he could not feel the evil in which had filled his every pore and nerve in his entire body. All he could feel now was a feeling of purity, it was damn near sickening just to feel such a thing. Abraxas had not wanted to come to this fester puss hole of self righteous fools, but King Lucifer had bade him to go, to deal with this... beast that was killing other demons on this plain. It was not usually a problem that Abraxas dealt with, but Lucifer had deemed it necessary to send him to find and kill this beast and send it to Hell so Lucifer could punish it personally. It must be pretty strong to have to send Abraxas here to deal with it, but Abraxas could not deny his King, even if it meant enduring the purity of this hole in the universe. There was no time to waste in any case, Abraxas knew that he must attend the meeting at the Grotto he had been told at least that much by Lucifer. Closing his purple swirling eyes he felt around for dark entities which would belong to the several creatures of the night. Almost instantly the Hell Knight could feel a large mass of dark energy not to far from his current location. In a vicious and violent swirl of black and purple light Abraxas disappeared from the field and reappeared outside of a small village that house the Grotto within its boundaries.


Following the dark energies Abraxas silently approached what appeared to be an incredibly large tree with a door in the center. At least he realized now why they called it the Grotto, approaching the large door in front stood two rather large guards in their own rights, both carrying large weapons made of wood, primitive but useless in any case. His feet crunching on the soft dirt ground Abraxas attempted to enter through the door but a wooden spear was thrust in front of him.


“Step back human! None are permitted to enter the Grotto without permission! Turn away or die!”


Abraxas's eye's glowed a deep red as he heard the word human, the rage was already growing inside, he hated being called a human. It was like being called the worst name any could spit at someone to Abraxes, gritting his teeth he slowly raised his hand and grabbed the spear. Gripping it his hand broke through it like it was nothing more then a piece rotted oak. Almost immediately the guard to his left brought his spear back and thrust it towards Abraxes's head. Putting his hand up the spear stopped against and invisible force, the guard tried to push it forward but the energy holding it was far more stronger then he was. The guard to Abraxes's right brought his hand down and grabbed Abraxes's on the shoulder, but instantly their was a sizzling sound as the guard screamed the skin on his hand burned away right down to the bone. Raising both hands one towards each guard, the two men were lifted from the ground as it was obvious they were being choked, they both gagged violently as blood was dripping down theirs chins already. Speaking in a deep demonic voice the fear going through the guards minds was almost intoxicating to the Hell Knight.


“Let me make one thing clear to both of you, I hate being called HUMAN!”


Closing his hands completely there was a sick crack as the guards necks were broken in an instant. Abraxes then brought both of their bodies together with a sickening thud and then bodily tossed them aside. Abraxes swished his wrist as both doors to the Grotto flung open, he entered silently as his feet clicked on the hard tiled ground, coming to a set of stairs he descended them, almost instantly his ears were filled with the sounds of many voice at once, he could hear the hostility of them already. Not really caring about it however, Abraxes finished descending the stairs and entered the main room of the Grotto it was damn near packed to the brim with many types of creatures... and even humans which was surprising at best. No sooner had Abraxes entered the Grotto was he approached by three men, whom all of which were demons disguised, their scent was obvious, they were lower level, part of Lucifers eyes and ears here on earth.


“My Lord Abraxes what are you doing here?”


Abraxes scowled at the low level slug as he spoke in anger.


“Away from you low level fool, do not talk to me again. If not for you and the rest of your group I would have never needed to step foot on this hole..”


“But my lord...”


Abraxes raised his hand as the low level demon was instantly lifted, the room around the Hell Knight suddenly became aware of Abraxes's presence as the lower level demon struggled but it was futile.


“Its obvious that you don't know how to listen you slug, you will now take that up with King Lucifer himself!”


Abraxes raised his other hand as it glowed a violent purple, and before anyone could step in he brought his hand forward and sunk it into the chest of the low level demon. Instantly the demons body glowed deep purple, the only thing heard was a scream before the body exploded in a flash of purple light and then the demon was no more. Abraxes silently turned his attention back to the room of creatures and humans who were now all glaring at him, all Hell was about to break loose from the little show the Hell Knight had just put on, and honestly... he preferred it that way.

 

[Secluded Inkling]

The town marketplace was usually packed with both travelers and citizens; all of which, visited the different stalls and merchants, going through the occasional trade of items, haggling, and bribery. Aside from the constant intersecting chatter and sound of birds chirping, the market was generally peaceful. There seemed to always be one exception, though.


"You little wench! Come back here!" An angry stern male voice had called out causing the chatter to cease as every head turned to observe the commotion. His voice echoed further as the man had been chasing after a young woman who's waste length platinum blonde hair had caught in the wind. Those who hadn't witnessed this before stood in awe, softly accusing the man he was in the wrong; while the others who were the mixture of the merchants themselves and the usual customers rolled their eyes then instantly returned to their shopping matters. "Stop her!" His voice began to dry out proving the guard just how out of shape he had been. The woman with quite ease jumped over and maneuvered around the baskets, crates, and even tables that had been in her way. Clearly this hadn't been her first time on the run.


After a few minutes with more guards after her, she'd made a big mistake. Acaia looking up as far as she could, squinted her eyes as they tried to adjust to the extensive amount of light that bounced off that had stopped her from going any further. "Shit..." The young gypsy nipped at her bottom lip looking side to side trying to find her means of escape. Her head snapped towards those who chased after her. "Come on..." THINK!


"Well... Well... Well... Looks like our very own active little thief has reached her end." The guard stepped forward closing in letting out his sniggering laugh. "Time for you to rot in hell, Acaia."


She looked back at the wall and her surroundings. With a smile flashed back at the guard, her voice hastened as her body began to bounce back and forth from crates, to wall, back to crates, then wall again. "Better luck next time, boys."


His eyes widened watching it all happen so quick and the thief slip through his fingers. When Acaia was no more to be seen, his fist collided with the nearby wall as his voice yelled the loudest ever. "ACAIA!" Landing a bit rough on the ground on the other side of the wall, a sigh of relief escaped. Another day... Another get away. She knew one day she wouldn't end up so lucky. Acaia just hoped that wouldn't be anytime soon.


Upon leaving town, Acaia winced as the swollen, ebony clouds sent a bolt of lightening plummeting to the ground, illuminating the sky and temporarily blinding her. This fantastic display was quickly followed by a deep, menacing rumble of thunder, like the belly of a hungry beast. Her hand popped her forehead as she remembered something very important. In fact, Acaia was already late. Again the clouds roared and grumbled angrily. The gypsy squeezed her eyes tightly shut and retreated backwards a few steps, clamping her hands over her ears as though it'd help make it all disappear. Though it did seem as so this wasn't a sign of fear, it was more of an instant link back to her past. A creature slithered from her bag and to her shoulder. It softly nuzzled her cheek as if trying to comfort her. The teary eyed Acaia peered to her right and gave an almost sickening smile with salty streams and puffy red eyes not helping her physical status much. "Thanks Zayder..." He returned to the bag leaving her to rub away the tears then gain the confidence to go forward. The gypsy had something important to do after all. Council here I come. With one foot in front of the other, the very hesitant and slow pace picked up to a run.


Grey cobblestones lined the dirt road leading down the hill, foliage scattered around the surrounding areas. Trees towered over moss-covered rocks, a fallen tree laid motionless beside them, like a defeated soldier waiting for their time to die. It’s slowly rotting branches capturing the light from the sun as it shone down across the province. About fifteen minutes had passed but she finally arrived. She stopped as the sight before her left her flabbergasted. The guards in charge of the gates were... Dead? "What the hell is going on?"


"Hey! Human! Stop right there!" Guards that had looked just like the one lying lifeless upon the ground rushed to the place of meeting.


Without even thinking, Acaia rushed inside. She had enough of guards for the day. The gypsy quickly looked back after weaving through the halls and headed down the straight passage way to the main part of the building. No warning; her body fell to the hard ground. Acaia looked up realizing she had bumped into some guy who everyone was already staring at. "Hey! Will you move your ass!?" She stood to her feet and dusted herself off. "People are still trying to get inside... Sheesh."

 

[Ozias]

The room had been silent for a time, it was almost as if everyone in that entire room was still trying to figure out what had just happened. Abraxes merely stood there waiting for the conclusion of the thoughts that were going through the head of everyone in the Grotto. However the sudden bump against his back is what broke him from the many stares he was receiving and the voice of annoyance from behind him. Turning Abraxes saw a young girl on the ground, oblivious to the fact that whom she bumped into had no patience, however Abraxes knew that if he were to do something to the girl, then a full blown riot might start and if he did not get the required information he needed then he could not complete his mission. Abraxes slowly raised his hand, but it was obvious everyone else mistook this for another attack and that's when all Hell broke loose.


"Guards apprehend this intruder immediately!"


Almost immediately five guards were moving towards Abraxes armed with swords, within a mere second Abraxes disappeared in swirl of black and purple mist. An almost a second later he reappeared a top one of the large pillars in the room, far from the reach of the guards. Almost casually he sat down and dropped his legs over the edge as he looked at everyone in the room from his vantage point. He did not waste time in revealing his reasons for being there, as it seemed the entire place was in an uproar.


"This might seem a tad frivolous now that things have shall we say become out of control. However it might be prudent to inform you that I did not come here to kill worthless trash such as these guards, or those low level pukes that call themselves Demons. It might interest you to know that I am here for the same reason all of you are present for, the destruction of this creature that deems it necessary to kill whom ever it wants."


Abraxes became silent as he looked upon the faces of the council members, it was obvious they were taken aback by his words. However the hostility was still very much real in any case. Looking on almost like he had no interest, a rather old fossil looking man walked forward and spoke angrily towards Abraxes.





"Be that as it might be, you have disrespected this council with your actions! Your blatant disregard for our customs! On who's authority do you act, that you feel you can conduct yourself in whatever means you like?"


"I act on the highest authority, one in which you would do well to respect, because I happen to know that my master is reserving a special seat in Hell for you once you finally get the rightful death you deserve. Yes I know who you are, I can smell your scent from here, once upon a time you were a mighty warrior, very... aggressive one could say, even to the point where you drank the blood of your enemies for strength. You were unbeatable in combat, however as age does to all you would sooner rather then later face your morality, an in that hour you pledged yourself to my master, and in return you became the demon you are today... Argus. I very much like I was to that low level puke who disobeyed my command, am your superior, so it is not I who should respect you but you who will respect me."


The room became dreadfully silent after that, Argus the leader of the creature council was clearly playing a different tune now, almost one of distinct fear, as if anything he might have said now would be the end of himself. With this Abraxes jumped from his pillar and landed on the ground lightly with nearly no sound what so ever, walking over to Argus the large old man quickly bowed in respect. Abraxes however just dismissed the gesture as he spoke.


"I did not come here for formalities nor do I care for them, my time on this piece of dirt rock has already been well extended more then I would like. I want to know everything you know about this creature that is murdering demon and creatures alike. "





From the end of the sentence Argus seemed to just sort of slink away from Abraxes, the fossil seemed to kind of shuffle around for a few moments before he finally looked at Abraxes again. He spoke feebly for the first time show his age.


"I am afraid... that we don't.. know much of anything to help you.."





Abraxes glared at Argus as he shook his head in an angry way, he wanted to just killed the old fool once and for all an be done with it. But what real difference would it make it show the old man mercy by taking his life and sending him to hell.


"Once again Argus you have failed to not live out your usefulness, you have proven that you are undeserving of the graces of my master. I would kill you out of spite, but Lucifer has given me strict orders to keep you alive, perhaps he knew you were an ignorant fool I would not doubt it."





"Its apparent that you are just as ignorant seeming you know nothing either."


The voice from behind Abraxes was sudden, turning slowly he looked into the eye's of an obvious Werewolf, the foolish beast was smirking at him like he had the notion that no consequences would come of his words. However Abraxes had other ideas in mind, raising his hand instantly the Werewolf was raised off the ground, it clutched at its throat. Almost immediately the entire section of Werewolves were in an uproar as they lunged from their seats and headed straight for Abraxes. Abraxes raised his foot and slammed it down to the rock floor, a shock wave instantly erupted and the Werewolves were caught by it and flew back harshly slamming into the next row of creatures.


"No wait my lord please stop I have someone who could possibly help you!"





Abraxes turned his head silently as Argus was beside him a pleading look in his eye's, Abraxes kept his hold on the Werewolf but spoke harshly.


"I am listening be quick!"


"There is an old hermit, he lives in the Dravidian Forest, he is older then even me, he used to be a gypsy in his human life and would know more then an of us could possibly imagine. He has traveled the world and back several times. I am sure he could help you."





Abraxes simple glared at Argus but let the thought roll over in his mind, eventually after a couple of long minutes he spoke one last time.


"You better be right Argus, or this will be your fate."


Abraxes closed his hand as the Werewolves throat cracked and the Werewolf slowly became still and limp before Abraxes tossed it away. Turning Abraxes let his back hit Argus's eye's and he silently disappeared down the hall and then disappeared up the stairs.

 

[Secluded Inkling]

As everyone reacted towards the man's commotion, Acaia took it as an opportunity to reach to her feet. The man didn't seem so scary. Just psychotic and full of himself. "What a jerk..." A whisper under her breath. The whole community within the council meeting went wild. This is what was so important that she had to attend. "Pathetic." Acaia's gentle eyes looked for the one man that had invited her, though it being difficult thanks to the idiotic individual. "Ahh... There you are!" After a few minutes, there he stood; an older man with his head full of silver. "So... Why did I have to see this? That guy was a real prick."





His eyes looked upon the woman who sneaked up on him then around to the head council men. "Acaia... It looks like we may be in over our head than ever before." Tremel rubbed his temples unsure if what went through his mind was really a good idea. This man before had been the only other person who had been aware of the gypsy's curse. He even knew the full extent unlike Acaia. "I need you to keep a eye on that Hell Knight."


"Hell... What?" Her eyes rolled instantly not really caring what the man was. "Why should I even do that? He seemed like he could handle anything." Acaia spoke sarcastically still not impressed though the meeting was in complete outrage.





"...You know why. Your skills as a thief prove you're more than capable to be just make sure nothing happens that will disrupt this world more than the creature already has."


"Wait... Why the hell am I going after this thing that's murdering both our kinds!?! I'm still human, you old geezer!"





If the stunt the Hell Knight wasn't enough, now he had the attitude of the hardheaded gypsy. "Please, Acaia... At least make sure his way to the hermit. You may learn some things for yourself, if you go." With that, he turned and disappeared within the crowds so she couldn't refuse.


"Tremel. Hey Tremel!" Her fist collided with the near by person with no care of if he had been a night creature or human. Watching the man fall to the ground, she smirked. "You were in my way." Nothing left to say to anyone, her pace hastened to catch up with the one person, she didn't know yet couldn't stand.

 

[Ozias]

Abraxes walked silently down and old dirt path, he knew already where he was going, he was quite familiar with the location that Argus had mentioned. It was a place full of powerful creatures, ones that draw their strength from the darkness of the place itself. It was hard to consider them demons, even if they did gain strength through the dark, but it was undeniable that they had come straight from hell almost 1000 years ago. Abraxes remembered them well, the leader of this particular group of demons which called themselves Jikininki, a lesser race of demon that often delighted in the consumption of human flesh. Many times they had attempted to put down Lucifer, and even more times Abraxes had been the one to put them back in the flames of the cursed to punish them. Lucifer had deemed it necessary to send the entire lot of them to earth to not only get rid of them, but to get himself more souls in Hell. Through bad or worse they had done their job, they outright killed any who dared to enter the forest of Dravidian, very few dared to tread there. An Abraxes was almost certain that their leader Apolox was still with them, whom of which has a deep hatred for Abraxes and if given the chance would shred him to pieces. More or less it would be a happy family reunion as far as reunions go.

The Jikininki


Description: The Jikininki are a lesser race of demons that enjoy human flesh and the taste of human blood. Unlike most demons they desire nothing more then their own personal gains, and will go to any lengths to obtain it. Banished to the earth by Lucifer himself, these bat like creatures found a home in the dark and foreboding Dravidian Forest where they wait and hunt unsuspecting prey that wonders into their home. With deadly bone like claws at their knuckles and razor teeth in their mouths, and binocular vision they are among the most deadly adversary's to humans and creatures alike. They feel no pain, they feel no fear, and their hunger is never sated.

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It was hard to say that Abraxes was looking forward to seeing that worm Apolox but it seemed that there was not going to be much of a choice in the matter. But it might also be fun as well for a human found it prudent to follow Abraxes, without turning Abraxes could sense the humans energy, it was an unmistakable human stench that often plaueged Abraxes even in hell. He did not know the reasoning for this human to follow him, but it did not matter for whoever they were would not survive long in Dravidian. Increasing his pace Abraxes begin to sprint but only fast enough to look like he was trying to out run the human. If this human was truly following him then they would follow him right into Dravidian. Within no time Abraxes found himself cloaked in a darkness that was only unnatural to those who recognized it, slowing his pace back to a subtle walk Abraxes continued on. The only real problem he now faced was he knew not where this Hermit was in exact location which meant he had ground to cover. At least he would have some entertainment, he always did like a human decapitation.

 

[Secluded Inkling]

Acaia watched the man closely, though, got side tracked with her own opinions of the subject. Boredom had taken her as its victim. He's just a jerk who murders any one and anything he pleases. "Why should I follow this scum?" The toe pick of her sandle kicked up a rock then launched it quite a distance ahead of her. Her bright blue eyes watched the rock fly causing her to notice the guy run off. "Really!?" A giant huff of disapproval escaped. This was going to be more of a hassle than what it was worth. Her body started walking, followed by jogging then finally up to the running speed. Not yet able to catch up, she did see the man's body. There it is. A couple minutes of running later... There he went. The gypsy slowed down coming to a stop to hunch over gasping for air.


After her breathing came a bit easier, she stood looking in all directions. Nothing could be seen within the area. "What the hell?" eyes rolling and body went limp. Where did he run off to? Cold shivers ran down her spine as she felt something watching her. Another feeling washed upon her. An instinct, more like a magnetic pull, that caused her to continue walking; not straight but toward the north west.

 

[Ozias]

Abraxes watched the human silently from above her in one of the trees, he recognized this one from the meeting, the one who had bumped into him. It was plain she was in fact following him seeming she tried to keep up with him, but the question was why? Argus could have something to do with it, his old black heart had grown soft over decades of being on this planet, perhaps he wanted someone to keep and eye on what Abraxes did. Abraxes hated being spied on by others, but in this case, it was more interesting then it was annoying, watching her move Abraxes silently levitated off the branch and then went forward slightly and followed her trail. She could possibly know where this hermit was, he did not quite take that into account before, and if she did it would save time and in turn get him back to Hell quicker. Perhaps that had something to do with why she was here in the first place, the only problem was that she was a human and that meant that she would not last long in Dravidian and thus Abraxes would lose his possible guide to the Hermit which would not do in any case.


Abraxes continued to follow the young girl for a short time, keeping an eye on the surroundings, it was a bit mysterious as to why the Jikininiki had not noticed her by now. Abraxes stop suddenly as he realized that the fact they had not noticed her meant they already had, there was no way that she had gone unnoticed which meant they were going to ambush her. Their primitive tactics had not changed much from hell, Abraxes quickly surveyed the area around the young woman but saw nothing. Thats when his ear caught the noise, it was merely the sound of a bird, but he knew that no birds existed in this forest, the attack came quick, Abraxes saw one of the Jikininiki flash by at a great speed and was going to hit the girl head on. Abraxes left off the branch and disappeared into a dark hazy mist, seconds later he reappeared right in front of the young girl, his back to her, reaching his hand out he caught the Jikininiki right in mid air by the throat. It was short lived however, feeling the claws hit him straight in the face Abraxes dropped the Jikininiki but in light kicked it straight in the jaw knocking it a distance away.


Abraxes gritted his teeth as his face instantly healed from the claw marks which had been deep enough to slice a normal human right to the brain. The Jikininiki got back to its feet and shook its head as black blood was dripping from its bone like claws. In a hoarse angry voice it spoke in the ancient tongue of the demon.


ارے آپ اپنے بدتمیزی لئے ادائیگی کریں گے انسانی نیچ


(Damn you vile human!)


Abraxes merely spit out a spat of black blood as it hit the ground and sizzled slightly before disappearing completely.


"I am no human you pathetic worm, and if you favor death then by all means call me one again, you pile of filth ash!"


تم میرے لئے تم بیوکوف اس طرح بات کی ہمت کیسے ہوئی، آپ کیا تم گندگی کے ساتھ نہیں جانتے


(How dare you speak to me that way, you know not what you mess with!)


"I know exactly what I am messing with, for I was the one who helped exile your pathetic race to this realm..."


The Jikininiki cocked its head sideways as if it was trying to figure out the implications in which had just been spoken.


"Abraxes..."


"Finally making the connection now are you, so then you know that if you choose to face me you will die, so leave here now before I make it so!"


"Quite on the contrary... Iv waited years to see you again Abraxes and so has Apolox. But you have failed to realize Hell Knight, that your not in Hell anymore and your powers are worthless here. I have waited so long to end you and now I will delight in drinking your tainted filthy blood demon!"


With little to no warning the Jikininiki leap from its spot and went straight for Abraxes like a wild jackal, its bony claws were set on his chest. Abraxes pulled his hand back and then brought it forward and opened his palm, the result was a shock wave that shimmered the immediate area. The Jikininki was hit hard with the blast of invisible force. As the Jikininiki smacked the ground Abraxes slowly lowered his hand as it slowly got back to its feet.


"Thats impossible you should be powerless!"


"It appears your mistaken filth, now would like to try that again..."


Abraxes spoke coldly as the Jikininiki was obviously playing a new tune now, backing away it disappeared and the piece of forest became silent again. Abraxes shook his head as he already knew that the Jikininiki was going to get Apolox which meant the entire race was going to be in a frenzy. Dealing with one is easy but Abraxes could not take them all on Earth, like it or not his powers were limited on this realm. Turning quickly he looked at the young girl.


"I don't know why you have chosen to follow me, and at this point I am less inclined to care. In five minutes at best this entire area will be swarming with Jikininiki, so I will take two of those five minutes to ask you this. Do you know where the Hermit is in these woods? Be quick!"


((If you want just have me follow you in your next post so its it doesnt have to be an answer only post.))

 

[Secluded Inkling]

The woman's pace slowed hearing a chirp obviously from a bird, as her delicate slender body was completely engulfed within the dark abyss. "Where did that guy go..." Not like looking around actually helped... Acaia shook her head full of worries and bad foreseeing, releasing her with the courage to move on. Even if this meant continuing on without a lick of sight. Within seconds of starting to walk once more, a figure landed before her instantly causing her to step back a bit. Gazing upon the being, the gypsy quickly realized it was the man from earlier including some horrid looking creature in his hand. Everything else began to move hardly slow enough for her to keep up. The slender being began to tremble, witnessing how ruthless the creatures and even this... hell knight were being. His speed and force was unlike any being she had met before. Acaia began to fall ill. Why am I to follow this... THING?


The woman continued to be lost of words as the strange creature spoke. She understood! How? The conversation between the two carried on with such foul language, provocative reminiscing, and barbarous open threats. Within mid conversation, their brawl picked up where it had left off. Her eyes widened, gazing upon the powerful push from the invisible force. The creature had quite the distance from the man and Acaia was sure he'd attack once more. To her surprise, it stepped back as if it had another plan of action.


With in the silence, the woman calmed her nerves though she figured they weren't the type of demons to just let things go and move on with life. How lucky for them... The man then turned to her. Acaia didn't want anything to do with him. She would have rathered rot in dungeon for her crimes, in which there had been more than just the regular thievery. His voice wasn't calm but it wasn't as callous as it had been either. It caught her off guard. The Hermit? She knew of an old man within the cave systems but not as much as if he was the hermit this man was in search of. Hell, the girl wasn't even great at sense of direction. This often left her roaming and remembering things by land points; be it large rocks or trees in certain shapes, near by water or mountains, or even cities and random rubble, she'd figure out where they'd be some how. Figuring the guy would have left her to be mauled, the white locks shook as her head just nodded. Ether way, of knowing or not, this guy was going to get her out of this.


"Get me out of this and I'll show you to the old man."