Ww - the coming storm

:: Marco went out with Leslie and Katie behind him ::


Cassidy: "jeezus! more chicks are you making a harem or somethin'?"


:: marco chuckled, before ulling a bit of Cassidy's white robe off, the sunlight instantly turned his skin red ::


Cassidy: "what the f**k!?"


Marco "Leslie, Katie, this is my squad, Casidy, an Irish Vampire and..."


Francis: "Francis, it is a pleasure to meet you"


:: he went foreward and kissed Katie's hand ::


Marco: "alright, enough of that Romeo, lets do this"


:: a portal was opened behind them, they were sucked in ::


:: on the other side was the site of Hope's mannor, all that was left was a crater, at the bottom was a pile of black goo, all around the crater battlemages were fortifying the ridges ::
 
Alec nodded her head, before gently reaching out and tapping his shoulder, "Your it?" She grinned for a moment before her wings flapped heavily rocketing her up into the air and backwards away from Vent.


Hidden to all around it a set of eyes waited, watching, feathers curling up around itself delightedly. This would be good....


~


As they were pulled through, Leslie blinked a few times...looking at the place that had been Hope's in front of her, she felt something pull at a heart string. It hurt, in way, for no reason she could place. Shaking her head, she looked at Marco, "So what do we do?"
 
Vent darted after her, giving chase, but never actually touching her.


"No portals!" He called out, making up the rule on the spot.


~


Hope watched as Sincerity ate ice cream, and darted off from his side to see a dog being walked by a elderly lady.


He sighed.


From his park bench, he looked up, and continued watching Vent and Alec play in the sky. Suddenly a feeling of dread came over him, and he wondered why. He continued to hide his presence.
 
:: Marco pointed at the mass of black goo ::


Marco"kill whatever comes out of there..."


:: almost on que, some walking shaddows emerged, charging at one of the barricades, only to be met by a large fireball ::


Battlemage: "small attacks like that are common, but we can't seem to be able to destroy that... goo stuff... no matter what we try"


:: Marco remembered back to when he served the creeper ::


Marco: "that stuff can't be destroyed, it has to be sealed away, it will soon rot away"


:: the battlemage nodded, soon a presance emerged from the goo, one that Marco, nor anyone else was expecting, a figure emerged from the goo, soon taking shape ::


Marco: "i... impossible"


Artemis: "well, it seems like i could'nt handle that soulstone after all..."


:: behind Artemis a force of shaddow-soldiers emerged, Artemis was clearly leading them ::


Artemis: "sorry everyone, i can't stop it... i'll try and hold myself back but..."
 
Alec nodded her head, before a bird suddenly flew by her, nicking her upper wing slightly, making her go way of track before she lost her path and started falling. Fast.


As she fell towards the place called Central park, towards the more wooded place of it, she nailed the trees. Knowing the ground would be fatal, even if the trees slowed her down.....


The scream that ripped through the air was one of pain. Laying on the ground, red and orange wings bent, body looking like it was wrong, feathers scattered through the stree branches as a deep pool of red formed under the head covered by silver hair.


~


Leslie's eyes widdened, before looking at Artemis, fear went through her before she shrunk back a tiny bit, though she couldn't go far, as something reminded her, a little thing telling her, she had just asked what she was to do, and she had been given an order. "Marco....your.....your father?"
 
Vent's eyes widened. He couldn't believe his eyes. If he had actually caught up to her while playing, he'd have been able to catch her.


But he didn't.


He landed beside her, eyes so wide they started to hurt, then fill with years of pain and emotion.


"No...... Alec, are you okay?" He asked, barely a whisper, lifting her head and torso onto his own lap.


~


Hope watched as the scene unfolded. His gaze narrowed dangerously, menace written on his face.


This reeked of foul play.


He kept his presense hidden, and continued to wait, as he sent Sincerity off to play somewhere else.
 
The body didn't respond, didn't breath, didn't anything...there was absolutely no presence in it at all, though, as it was picked up and put onto his lap, the blood seeping through jeans he wore, a dent in the side of the head could be seen, a crack right down the middle of her skull.
 
Vent choked.


He couldn't believe it.


Just like that, Alec was dead. Again. He'd searched her out before, but it still hurt him. He just couldn't believe it.


"Why?" He asked nobody in particular.
 
A voice in the back of Vent's head started answering his question, like his mind was telling him everything he didn't want to hear. "You could have saved her...you could have been there to catch her, but no, you distracted her with this little game. Alec asked you to watch her, to make sure she didn't fall. Yet look at what happened because you had offered that game of distraction, rather than teach her how to fly properly...
 
:: Marco drew out Drusilla, taking her to the most powerful stage, now the scythe had a blade at the top and 3 scythe-blades on each side, while connected by a chain t Marco's body ::


Marco: "guys... stand back"


:: Artemis caled the shaddow forces back, as he stepped foreward, Marco went to meet him ::
 
Vent choked back another sob.


"I didn't mean to..... That game would teach her evasion and how to manuver...." He replied to the voice, not really seeing anything wrong with a voice in the back of his head at the moment.
 
:: Marco and Artemis met in the middle ::


marco "well, whats going on here?"


Artemis: "sorry Marky... i was digging for the creeper's soulston, but i could'nt handle it"


Marco: "so then..."


Artemis: "yep... i'm your enemy now"


Marco: "dad i dont wanna fight you..."


Artemis: "same here.. but you have to stop me, please..."


:: Marco nodded, and wiped away some tears, before swinging his scythe at Artemis, he jumped back, dodging the scythe... just ::


Marco: "and so it begins..."
 
"No, you new it wouldn't work....you knew, you knew..."


As Vent's sadness peaked, a giggle errupted through woods around them....the body in his lap suddenly shot into life, errupting into it's true form, a full black shadow of a person with no discreption, other than the rotting wings on it's backside. As it clinged to Vent, trying to bite at his flesh, it grinned.
 
Vent's hand moved almost of it's own accord, catching the thing's forehead to stop it from biting him.


"..... You're not Alec." He spat, shoving the thing violently from his lap, getting up. An aura of winds flared up around Vent as his temper rose.


"Where is she?" He asked, glaring the shadow down.


~


Hope's eyes widened.


What was that thing?
 
"She's dead..." It cooed, standing tall, the same height as Vent. "You let her fall...I simply....took over our pet for a little while to feed." Phalt Cooed again, pushing buttons.
 
Vent's right eye went yellow to match the left one, a sign his demon blood was activating due his temper.


"You're lying. Who the Hell do you think you are?" Vent yelled, his fists balling up at his sides.


~


Hope was speechless.


He had no clue what this thing was!
 
"I'm Phalt. Your specifically, your Phalt." It grinned, dancing about Vent with ease, it's face every now and then reflecting that of Alec's. "You know, she was cute...too bad she's gone now."
 
:: the fight between Artemis and Marco was almost invisible, formt ime to time a large crack or sudden explosion would appear in the air, they continued to fight at such a speed that they were almost invisible ::


Marco: "damnit, i cant believe this"


Artemis: "i can't believe its not butter!"


Marco: "i should kill you for just saying a crap joke like that at a time like this!"
 
Vent's right eye twitched.


"Funny name. It's gonna get you killed, though, lying sack of shit!" Vent screamed, leaping forward, wind spinning around his arms.


"Ventus Telum!" He yelled, punching forwards, launching a blast of sharp winds at Phalt.
 
Phalt fell down into the ground, becoming a shadow onto it before reforming after the winds had gone by. "Hey, hey, hey....What I'd do to you?" It folded it's arms over her face, "And I didn't lie...as you can see, she's not here, she's gone." It shrugged, "So aggressive, are you sure you didn't push her out of the sky?"
 
"I don't like being toyed with, Phalt." Vent spat at the thing, taking at step forward, a rune of strength glowing bright in the air behind his back, channeling into his fist.
 
"I'm not playing." It said viciously, before holding out it's arm as it turned to a smoke like screen, showing a few moments before. "Its your fault...see?" As the scene played out, Phalt switched what had happened, to show Vent that the bird had morphed back into part of him, meaning he had done it himself.
 
Vent was shocked.


"I-I.... I never d-did that.... It's impossible...." He started sputtering.


Falling to his knees, his Umbralus marks receeded, and his runes disappeared. Completely helpless, Vent stared at his hands, eyes wide with horror.


"I-I couldn't have done i-it......"


~


Hope watched as Phalt reduced Vent to shivering wreck.


He wasn't sure what was going on, but he also wasn't sure if he'd let it continue for much longer.
 
Phalt grinned, feeling empowered by all that was pouring from the man in front of him, "Yes...you did. It's all your Phalt." It clicked it's tongue over it's teeth, before taking one more surge of power from it's prey. Burting into flames that burned down to nothing, leaving a message charred into the ground.


Got you...


From above in the sky, Phalt waited...
 
Vent was almost oblivious to what occured. He was left staring at his own hands.


~


Hope ran in, glancing around quickly.


Looking at the message left in the ground, he turned to Vent.


"..... She's your glaring weakness, huh?" He asked Vent, not expecting or receiving a reply.


He sighed.


"Who the Hell are you?" He yelled into the area, releasing his magical presense. Not trying to hide it any longer, Hope played a dangerous game. Anyone with a grudge against him halfway around the world could sense him right now. "Come out, scum!" He added, his hands balling into fists.
 
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