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

Aramis was walking in the wind. Impressive that he had such manoeuvrabilty. He had long, beautiful white hair, dancing in the wind behind him. His blue eyes could penetrate any soul, as well as his words. Tall he was, and his sword, Taker of Soul, had gotten bigger. It was that way that he walked out of the old lady's cabin. Majestic, handsiome, with no apparent expression on his face. He was. Taking out his wings, which measured two times its size on each side, he started flying. Fast he could go, with small beats. He felt linked to the world, like never before. He was Ezekiel, now he was he. Destroyed, the body was. Now flying was the soul, the power, without any carapace to hold it. He was himslef, Aramis.

Standing back on the ground, he put an old cape on, to hide his glory, one given by the old lady. She had been waiting for him to lose his body. Calling him back, she forged out of his very soul, his new form. His truest self. That was her power, and she could not have done it he he hadn't mastered his place in this world.

And now he was there, standing, feeling the wind on his cheeks.

He called serg with his psychic ability. And with his link to the now faded golden ball Gean had, he made it glow again.

Gean:.....

A loving voice spoke through the ball:

''Gean, use the portal, so that we may meet for the first time'', Aramis said with a voice that sounded like nothing this earth ever heard before.

Mordeth growled and sat back down, waiting for something, for gean to say something or do something "he deserved to die...just like the rest of his kind. just like the rest of us"

serg spun around and left kai and shadow, again...

he arrived next to the man staring at the golden red orb. "who are you, and how are you ble to call me?" he pulled out his dagger and got into a fighting stance.

Gean glanced at her orb and shook her head. "I dont want to meet anyone right now... Leave me be." She put the orb under her pillow and glared at the floor from where she sat in her hut. "He may have deserved to die... But Mordeth, did I deserve to loose him?" She looked up at him sadly.

Gean's reaction was understandable. He then summoned from her orb the same wind he had when they first kissed. A wind that carressed her body, gently, seductively.

Aramis walked slowly toward serg. His cape of shadows above his head, he seemed to be the Reaper itself. He stopped a few meters from serg, and said:

''One who has flew with you through the last part of your life, and of mine''.

As he said this, serg's golden sphere started to warm up. Aramis took out his cape, and it seemed a shining star blinded everything. In his glory, he stood, as he looked in serg's eyes with the same expression as when they first met.

''I am called Aramis now'', with a smile.

"ezekial!" serg sheathed the blade and smiled, replacing the orb in his bag. "we thought we'd lost you, gean will be pleased. but i must go now, and stop calling me, for i will not always come." and with that, a large ball of flame engulfed him, and he reappeared next to shadow.

When serg appeared to shadow, Aramis was already there. He walked to him and whispered in serg's ears.

''I have nor called you for nothing, my friend. Do not use the name Ezekiel anymore. He is no more. But call me Aramis, for that is my name for the time being. Now, you must listen to me very carefully. I have lost my body. It is dead. What you see now is my soul, my true power. It cannot be killed, you see, for as long as I am linked to the fate of this world. However, once my role has been played here, my soul will fade from this earth and it will be time for me to walk the lonely road of death.''

Pausing, he continued,

''I have a feeling that these two have a bright faith in what is to come. Do not leave their side, protect them with your life. We will meet again''.

And so Aramis dissapeared once again.

Shadow landed with a thud on the ground, his wings folding back into him as he looked around. "The Forest of Lost Souls..." He whispered it, unafraid, but somewhat weary. "It's darker than I remember..." He turned to look as Serg reappeared. "Fancy seeing you here, Serg. You catch the ruddy fairy?"

Aramis came in Mordreth's room. He was erthereal. And he saw mordreth¸standing with his beasts, as well as Gean on her bed. He came closer to her. And with a wind voice said:

''Gean, it's me. I've come back for you. Death didn't take me. Come with me. Leave this place. You only have to touch my hand. And under the sheets he made his hand appear for her to see.

Mordeth looked at the ground "i-" there was a knock on the door. a servant was sent by Satan to bring Mordeth to the great hall. "come Gean..." he walked and motioned for Behemoth to follow.

A tall seemingly mechanical angel stood by the old woman. Behind him stood five hundred strong and similar looking armored celestials in black and red. The old woman and the leader were looking out towards the rolling plains, the great mountain at their backs. He stood tall and majestic, a true symbol of ancient power. A well ornate sword stood clasped to his belt, and a strange cube marked the design upon his armor.

"He tried, you must understand, he did try. He sought to teach them what you learned, but he didn't understand your interpretations. Please, he did..."

The celestial rose his right hand in contempt, unwilling to let her continue, "though he tried, as Metatron did so long ago, he, as his predecessor, failed. The people have suffered long enough. Both kingdoms shall fall. And all who stand in my way." He spread his wings and then took flight, each row of his soldiers following suite right after the other. They ascended quickly like shooting stars, and rocketed towards the gates of heaven. They flew with such skill and secrecy that they effected the ethereal plain like wind against a pond. Mere ripples in the fabric of existence. God's kingdom grew fast approaching, soon it would begin, the war to end all wars.

Originally posted by Jericho Zerø
Shadow landed with a thud on the ground, his wings folding back into him as he looked around. "The Forest of Lost Souls..." He whispered it, unafraid, but somewhat weary. "It's darker than I remember..." He turned to look as Serg reappeared. "Fancy seeing you here, Serg. You catch the ruddy fairy?"

Kaiisura fell from a tree, "Ouch..." she said as she got up. Kaiisura looked around and suddenly froze. She turned to her right and she could suddenly see that night she found Iofiel and Shagrath. Kaiisura's eyes dimmed and she fell to the ground with another thud.

Kaiisura was so scared, the angel over her wasn't an angel after all, it was Saizure. He laughed, "I appeared an angel to you, but to the eyes of Iofiel I was her beloved Shagrath..." He began. "..but I am in no mood of blowing my cover because of this..." he grabbed Kaiisura by her neck and held her off the ground, "Either you die, or..." he forced Kaiisura to look into his demonic eyes. Kaiisura felt drained and closed her eyes, "You'll remeber nothing..." was the last thing she heard.

Kaiisura panted, she could still feel the heat emitting from Saizure's hand around her neck, it was extremely hot...

Shadow turned. "Kaii? You alright?" He walked over, placing a hand on her shoulder. "You don't look all that well." He heard movement in the distance. Not the best time to be caught offguard. He ignored it, figuring it was a simple grouping of squirrels or something.

Kaiisura opened her eyes and gasped, "my...throat," she gasped agian, "the..burning..." she sputtered up blood," SAIZURE!!!" she screamed panting.

Saizure watched them from the bushes,"you'll pay for telling shadow Kaiisura..." he muttered as he held his hand as if her was gripping her neck.

<<gone to play halflife, finish this up in the AM. sorry to bail.>>

serg landed on top of saizure, stabbing his knife into saizures back, just missing the spine. "begon demon filth!"

She kissed his hand and ran her finger tips over his palm. "I love you... But for now I must go. I will come to you tonight my love... Wait for me some where safe." She gave him one last kiss before flaying over and sitting on Mordeth's shoulder. "Ready Sir."

Mordeth growled at the half-breed trying his best to ignore him. Mordeth followed the servant into the great hall and stood in front of Satan and Ereshkigal without bowing "so, have you figured what my reward shall be?"

Satan stood up and yelled in a voice that killed mortal babies "your reward shall be death for disobeying orders and leaving without permission! your death will be today and i'll make sure it happens!" as he finished to gaurds grabbed Mordeth by the under arms and dragged him off into the pits