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Post by Admin on Sept 20, 2013 22:12:14 GMT -6
"Time for Truth" By Mulds, Destael and Lady Kirsten
mulds had walked into town expecting to be shunned, rocks tossed at him, people threaten him upon seeing him... he was used to this kind of treatment. he walked towards the tavern earlier in the day when he had heard a strange rumor... the body of the demon Destael was taken to the catacombs of the light temple. this confused the old wolf, if she was truly DEAD he body would be nothing more but ashes. he must look into this for his real misson was not done if she lived. "the temple of light, havent needed to be here since..." a flood of memories came back to him, last he was here was when he had tried to kill a jackel kintu. he opened the door to find no one there, he looked in every room for any sign of her. "well i not think she would be in here but you never know with the woman" he could only find but a boulder that he had never seen before which was far inside the catacombs. "this is odd, even for the white lady" he said as he would see faint light coming from behind it. the boulder wasn't too heavy, he pushed it aside to find Destael. "YOU" he nearly screamed as he took a single step into the small dimly lit room moving the boulder back into its place. "i thought you dead?" he scoffed before rushing to her side.
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Post by Admin on Sept 20, 2013 22:13:17 GMT -6
Time was impossible to keep alone in the dark. The demon had no idea how long it had been since the white lady had left her, hours...? A day? Des had tried to sleep but her mind wouldn't shut off. A sound breaking the silence caused her to look up from where she sat in the corner, her piercing golden gaze intently watching the entrance to the room. Watching as the boulder moved away, someone she recognized entered. Brows drawing together she stood as he rushed over. "You sound disappointed." She crossed her arms, eying him curiously. "What is this? If you thought I was dead this couldn't have been a rescue mission."
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Post by Admin on Sept 20, 2013 22:14:05 GMT -6
mulds had a smirk on his face for his guise really did fool the demon the whole time. all these years and he remembered... he remembered it so well... the forest set a blaze, humans killing kintu left and right. the demon had done this to him... and more importantly his mate. "rescue mission, dont make me laugh" he said as he bared his fangs at destael. he had waited soo long for this day the demon alone without Halizar to protect her from the anger that boiled inside him. "you wont be leaving this plane for a very LONG time destael, thats what you want right?" he said with a malicious smile pulling out a dagger from his pouch. "you see, you caused this hatred inside me. YOU are to blame for what happened 100 years ago destael" he said griping her wing and putting his foot on her chest. "you will feel the pain i have felt, for everyone you've ever killed in cold blood. destael i CONDEMN you to the very pit you crawled from" he shouted as he started to bring the dagger down towards her face.
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Post by Admin on Sept 20, 2013 22:14:25 GMT -6
Eyes widening, it took a moment for what he was saying to register. All this time....he had only be feigning allegiance to get close to her. If Thoror hadn't already shattered her trust, this revelation might have actually stung.
Moving quickly she grabbed his wrist wrist before the dagger got any closer. The grip on on her wing was painful. Gritting her teeth, she took a step away and spun, using the momentum and her grip on his wrist to try and fling him away.
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Post by Admin on Sept 20, 2013 22:14:54 GMT -6
Mulds went flying though the air into the wall, he stood back up and dropped the dagger somewhere along during his flight. "fine i didn't need that anyways" he said grinning, fangs bared at the demon, claws at the ready to strike at any given moment. "why destael? you burnt down my forest, you kill my mate, and for that i WILL kill you... then just wait till i get ahold of halizar" he said laughing like a mad man, lunging at the demon trying anything he could to get at her. hacking and slashing at her which she dodged with ease. "whats the point of only having ONE wing?" with one claw on her wing piercing and the other on her chest he pulled as hard as he could hoping to do some damage to her. "pain is all you will every feel from now on!" he screamed.
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Post by Admin on Sept 20, 2013 22:15:20 GMT -6
His attacks were sloppy and easily dodged. Unfortunately, they were given with such ferocity it was reminiscent of fighting another demon. She could only dodge and parry so many blows before he managed to get a hold of her wing again. She wasn't used to hand to hand combat. And she most definitely wasn't used to fighting with her wing exposed. If only she had her armor, at least it would give her a shield rather then a weakness.
"If you think that I am a stranger to pain you are very wrong." She grated out, grimacing as his claws pierced her flesh.
Adrenaline rushing through her, the demon struggled to fend him off. This would have been easy if she was not in this room. This room that so drastically sapped her power and her strength. Desperate for any weapon her eyes caught a glint of steel on the ground, his lost dagger that just so happened to be within arms reach of her.
In a quick movement, she nicked the dagger from the ground and brought it towards his shoulder.
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Post by Admin on Sept 20, 2013 22:15:38 GMT -6
mulds saw he reach for the dagger but he could not let go of her wing either or she would be lose WITH it, fearing the worst he didn't try to stop her from stabbing him. it went right though his left shoulder making his arm pretty much useless. still holding onto her wing he brought his knee up and brought his arm down, hoping to cause her more physical pain then anything else. "i will die for my revenge, everyone i've loved WAS KILLED BECAUSE OF YOU" he whispered in her ear as he tried to knee her again, which was mainly a series of foot based attacks but he could still block with his left arm if he turned his body. sadly the claws on his feet were not as sharp as the ones on his paws but they would have to do... "WHY DESTAEL? WHY" he kept screaming.
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Post by Admin on Sept 20, 2013 22:16:08 GMT -6
Des doubled over as his knee connected with her stomach, the blow nearly winding her as her hand slipped off the dagger. Trying to right herself, a second blow hit her before she could, this one actually succeeding in knocking away her breath. Choking for air, she fell to her knees.
Her mind raced. If only she had a weapon...
Mulds seemed to be smarted than he looked. The talon on her wing was her most effective offense whist unarmed and she couldn't use it because of his vice like grip. After a moment of sputtering she was finally able to draw air again. "Why?" She coughed, her voice strained. "You wouldn't understand." She also doubted he'd listen. He seemed to have a very singular goal. And that was to kill her whist causing her the most pain doing it.
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Post by Admin on Sept 20, 2013 22:16:29 GMT -6
"your right, i wouldn't" he said before bringing his foot towards her face kicking as hard as he could. he wanted to hurt her more then kill her... no death wasn't his goal... he wanted her to feel the pain that she caused him. ripping the dagger out of his shoulder he chanted. "fire arrow, fire arrow, fire arrow, fire arrow, fire arrow" the dagger set ablaze just like the forest did 100 years ago, using the flame to cauterize the wound he laughed. his blood rushed about his body so fast that he didn't feel pain, this was a blessing because he would be in A LOT of it right now. "time to tell me the truth destael, BEFORE i do something drastic" he giggled under his breath. truth was he was enjoying this... watching her suffer, like it some how felt to him like it would fix his problems, like it would some one bring his mate back...
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Post by Admin on Sept 20, 2013 22:16:43 GMT -6
Des yelped in pain as his foot connected with her face, snapping her head back. Seeing stars, the demon held her nose which was gushing blood and almost surely broken, waiting for a moment for her vision to stop spinning.
She may be weaker than normal...she may be injured...but she was also accustomed to physical pain which gave her an advantage. Angry, she launched herself at him, bloody outstretched hands ready to strangle him.
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Post by Admin on Sept 20, 2013 22:17:04 GMT -6
his back almost against the wall he had no where to run, she lunged at him with her bloody hands reaching for him... almost like something out of a nightmare but there it was the demons hands around his neck, he could barely breath... she must have forgot WHO had the dagger. as soon as she got into stabbing range he let loose a series of right handed stabs aimed for her gut. "do me a favor... when i send you and halizar back to hell, tell him i said hello" he managed to whisper in her ear right before he let go of the blade towards her gut one last time before his back hit the wall.
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Post by Admin on Sept 20, 2013 22:17:23 GMT -6
In her adrenaline fueled rage, the demon didn't even realize that he had a knife, never mind that he stabbed her with it. It took her a moment for the pain to even register. Looking down her eyes widened, and as if like a switch, her angry attack turned off.
Instead she stumbled back, hands clutching at the three bloody stab wounds that had now appeared on her body. As her back connected with the stone table that she had previously been chained to, she slid to the ground. Her life and strength drained from her with the blood that steadily seeped from the wounds.
Her wing fell limp to her side as she grit her teeth in pain, her golden eyes glared at the wolf from behind her now wild hair.
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Post by Admin on Sept 20, 2013 22:17:44 GMT -6
'that was too easy...' he though as the demon laid limp on the ground gritting her teeth in pain mulds remember to the LAST person to leave her on the ground dying and he wasn't going to make that mistake. he grabbed the closest shackle to her and put it on her as quick as he could, making sure ALL of her limbs had been bound, including her wing. the dagger still burnt lively, he didn't want her to die... not just yet. "not going to lie... this is going to hurt" he took the flaming dagger and cauterizing her wounds making sure to burn as much of the flesh as possible. "now are you willing to talk to me destael? NOW WILL YOU TELL ME WHY?" he screamed... he had finally finished his goal... he felt no pride in his work... no happiness followed the demons defeat.. just a bitter taste in his mouth. grabbing one of her horns he said. "id sugest you start talking before i start pulling" he said with the evil grin of a mad man across his face.
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Post by Admin on Sept 20, 2013 22:18:41 GMT -6
In normal circumstances Des could have endured such pain, but with her mind already so fogged she could help but scream in pain as the fire hot dagger wickedly closed her wounds. She barely even realized that she was now restrained quite effectively. Although, the agony did bring some sharp clarity to her mind, she couldn't help her body's weakness. Just as her head lolled forward, the wolfs hand firmly grasped one of her horns. Mustering as much anger and strength as she could, the demon spit a mouthful of blood at him. "This...is not the way...to get someone to talk." She barely finished the sentence before breaking into a fit of wet coughing, resulting in another mouthful of blood. There was no way she was going to give this wolf what he wanted. She had endured three years or torture at the hands of enemy demons. She most definitely could withstand a day in the hands of a single man.
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Post by Admin on Sept 20, 2013 22:19:12 GMT -6
his mangled shoulder hurt now, he had suffered far worse durring the kintu wars, it was nothing but a scratch to him. he laughed at destael while she coughed up blood all over him. "we'll your not someone? are you? you are a weak pitiful creature... your going to die down here with no one to save you this time, not me, not halizar, not thoror. you have no one left" he said grinning in anticipation. still holding her golden horn her pulled it slightly before attempting to smack her. "now i ask again TELL ME WHY, why did you allow him to destroy the land?" this time putting a horn in each hand and pulling outwards. "SPEAK" he yelled at her 'oh destael... how the mighty have fallen... now that you know the truth i can not let you leave here alive' he thought silently while screaming at her.
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