A Lover's War: Heaven Vs. Hell (rp)

Originally posted by DangerousBeauty
just hold your fire till I tell you to shoot.))

Nakir stepped forward. "I dont trust you.. You look like Iofiel, but can you sing like an angel?" Gean panicked... Ereshkigal said nothing about a test. "I uh... I havent sang in a long time.. My throat is too dry. Please let us return to camp. I'll sing for you tomorrow." She smiled, hoping they would fall for it. Nakir nodded and whistled, a horse slowly walking out from the trees. "There you are Iofiel. Your faithful horse. I kept him for you, but surprisingly he wont let anyone other then you ride him." Gean gulped and looked up at the stallion. She's never ridden before. "Um.. Thank you Nakir." She climbed onto the horses back. "Nakir ride with me!" She grinned and scooted back. Nakir shrugged and crawled up to sit in front of Iofiel.

Meanwhile, Salmo noticed that they were getting on a horse. He still had a shot on the two on the horse but the man was already out of his range. He kept his arrow held back waiting for the time to strike.

shoot))

Iofiel smiled. It was just the two of them. She pulled a blade from her rob and stabbed Nakir in the back without giving away her intentions to the demon archer. It would look like she was just hugging Nakir to him. He'd be to far away to see the expression on Nakirs face. Nakir cursed her glanced back at her. "Damn... Who are you?" Gean grinned and looked up into Nakirs eyes through Iofiels. "You were going to hurt my master... I'll kill you for that."

Ereshkigal grinned and ran over to Mordeth, handing him a glass filled with virgin's blood. "Look inside. See what Gean is doing." She smiled and looked back at her husband. "Nakir has been hurt! We're going to finally win!"

Orapel took a quick look back while hovering in the air. Awww, they were hugging. They had always been the best of friends. He turned back around and kept flying.

They were moving out of range! Salmo couldn't miss his chance, he had to shoot quickly. He let fly the arrow and grinned with satisfaction as he saw it go straight through her head, blood spattering everywhere.

0.0...!!!!!!!!!!!! HER HEAD? oh my...))

Gean let out a scream and slumped from her horse. Nakir jumped off the horse and tried to pull the knife out of her back. Meanwhile, Gean lay motionless on the ground. Slowly the image of Iofiel faded and she returned to fully grown Gean. Nakir sneered. "Demon! How dare you! You brought disgrace to the name Iofiel!" She spat at Geans corpse before taking flight.

Ereshkigal quickly pulled the cup from Mordeths hands. "Never mind.. You dont need to see that.. I'm sorry for your loss." She smiled and quickly back away. "My plan failed my love.. I didnt think one of OUR archers would take her out."

(Yeah, I thought I would add some extra-graphic content.)
Salmo jumped out of the tree. Damn, Nakir had flown away before he had a chance to shoot her too. He approached Iofel/Gean's body. It had reverted back to its original form. "What the hell?" he said to himself kicking her body. He knew he had seen an angel. Was this some sort of trick.

Orapel saw Iofel/Gean fall off the horse and Nakir begin flying up, He glided down next to her. "What the hell's going on down there?!!" he asked frantically.

Nakir winced and looked back. "It was a demon in disgise. It was Mordeth's Gean girl." She reached back, still unable to get the blade out. "Damn! Get this for me will you?"

It was really Gean.

"A demon? I thought there was something wrong with her. Those demons will pay for there trickery." he pulled the knife out of her back and quickly produced a magical blue aura from his hand to help heal the wound more quickly. "They must have sent more than one to assassinate you." he said looking back at Salmo on the ground. "We need to find a place where you'll be safe, because if you die, I become the Archangel, and then we're screwed!" he laughed as they approached the camp.

Salmo had no time to give Gean a proper burial. He thought that the angels had tricked him somehow using an illusion. He would make them burn for their trickery. He chased his target knowing that they would probably be going back to the camp, but they were way ahead of him since they were flying.

Saizure pulled Kaiisura to a very well hidden spot near the moutain peak. "I will be back very soon M'lady, I must talk to Nakir and Orapel to tell them you are safe and need resting." with that Saizure ran as fast as he could to Nakir and Orapel. "M'lady, M'lord... I have come to you bareing news of M'Lady Kaiisura, she is healing near the moutain tops and we shall surely return when her strength is back to par." Saizure said.

Mordeth spat on the spot where Ereshkigal stood in front of him, returning back to earth. he pulled himself out of the ground right where Gean lay. "Gean? Gean! get up, Gean!" he looked at Nakir and growled "you bastard! you will die today for what you have don-" he looked at the arrow and noticed the runes on the shaft "so, it was one of my own men...i can't wait to find out who it was so i can kill them myself." he picked up Gean's body and walked away, looking down at her. "Gean, it'll be ok. i'll take care of you." he pulled out one of his scimitars just incase an angel would act brave.

Satan shook his head "so now, my best demon is going to want to kill you and whomever killed his fairy. nice plan" he sighed and continued the scene

"Keep her safe, Saizure." Orapel smiled. He asked Nakir to stay at the camp and stay safe and he hoped to god that she would. He needed to investigate around the scene where the demon had disguised herself as Iofel and try to use his intuitive abilities to figure some things out. He flew right over Salmo and did not notice him. He found the site where the fire fairy had been killed but the body was gone. He looked around and saw a demon walking away with her. "You there!" he shouted pulling out his bow and an arrow in case things got ugly. "What has happened here? Why would you kill one of your own kind?" he said thinking that it was Mordeth who had killed Gean

Salmo kept heading for the camp. He knew that Nakir must be there. A few minutes away he saw Saizure. "Die beast!" he roared seeking vengeance for when she had damaged his arm. He took out his cleaver challengingly.

(Saizure is male lol)

Saizure growled as he jumped towards Salmo, instead of landing on him Saizure slashed at the demon, "You will leave M'lady alone, you will leave me alone, even if I have to kill such an infernal demon like you!" Saizure exclaimed before he sunk his teeth into the demon's right shoudler and latched himself there, taking his left paw and sinking his claws into the demon's neck.

(srry, I always think of that lion pic. you posted and it seems so feminine...I dunno why.) Salmo would not let his arm be injured like last time, or his neck. "Not this time." he laughed. He took out his cleaver and slashed at his leg making deep gashes inside of it and kept slashing. Saizure would either have to let go or bleed to death. Hopefully he bled to death before Salmo did.

Ereshkigal frowned and spat at her husband. "The arrow was of our own. If will not kill her you fool! He just has to pull it out." She looked back to the scene, waiting for Mordeth to understand what was going on.

Originally posted by darkxbox
serg followed kaisura and saizure silently, all the way to the mountain. he climbed up to a high branch and watched saizure heal kaisura's wounds. for some reason he began to laugh uncontrollably, so loud that he gave away his position to them.

((um, do i exist anymore?))

(sorry)
Kaiisura remebered hearing laughter from earlier and wondered if someone had followed them. "Saizure... please hurry back." she mummbled.

Saizure let go, but the only way he let go was by ripping the demons shoulder and arm off, his claws running across the demons neck. 'Saizure... please hurry back.' "This isn't over!" Saizure took off towards the mountain top,too fast to keep up with, maybe serg had attacked like he had planned, seeing as Saizure knew he was there near Kaiisura. 'She isn't stronge enough to fight yet, i guess...' Saizure thought to himself.

(You ripped my arm off? eek2 )

😖 oh my.. she did...)

serg stood out like a bear in the desert, hunched over in the center of a clearing near where kaisura was. upon closer inspection it would seem that he was munching on a fat rabbit, rippeng off its limbs. he could sense kaisura but didnt bother to find her. it didnt seem honorable to fight one who was wounded. he finished the rabbit and began searching for another, occasionally using his dagger to hack away at the bushes.

((yikes, he did didnt he! D=> ))

( 🥷 yes... i did... 😑 wait is that a bad thing?)

Saizure rushed to Kaiisura. "Are you ok M'lady?" he asked. kaiisura sighed, "Yeah.. I guess I am." Kaiisura said.