Good ol days

-I approach the Summoner atop the tower- -My eyes glow gold as I looks at the destruction around him- You will pay for the misery you have caused. -I opens his Tome- [i]Deus Kilt[/i] -A Sword materializes- *Summoner* Ah, you seem interesting. -The Summoner creates his own Sword- *I charge at the Summoner, swiping my sword at his shoulder* *He dodges and retaliates with a kick to my stomach* Ouff! *I get up* *Summoner* You'll have to do better than that if you wish to survive. *I again charge at him* *He appears unimpressed and tries to side step* *I then change the arc of my swing, catching him in the shoulder* *A seal appears where I made contact* *The Summoner is burned* AARGGHH! You have angered me now child. *We clash swords* *I cut him on the leg* *He slashes across my chest* *I graze his neck* *he stabs my arm* *breathes heavily* One more should do. *I make a last charge for him* *he stands as if he is going to block* *I lift my sword up to strike* *but it does not come down* What.... *I look down to see he has impaled me* No more games. You die here. *The Summoner carries me to the edge of the Tower* *I fade in and out of consciousness* Goodbye, child. *He releases me* *I start to fall* *as I descend, I utter what seems to be my last words* [i]Ergo Dei Maledictio[/i] *the Seals from where I struck the Summoner glow* What is this? *clouds in the sky appear* *they open, and chains shoot form them* *they bind the Summoner, dragging him up* NO! YOU CANNOT HOLD ME! *he enters the clouds* I WILL BREAK THESE CHAINS! *he struggles* *the clouds start to close* NOOOOO! *with a thunderous boom, the clouds close* *As I come to the end of my fall, I smirk, knowing I have had the last laugh* *with the last of my breath, I mutter a final spell* [i]Caput Ultimum[/i] *my form disperses* *the only thing that makes contact with the ground is my Tome* *it glows with a Seal for a short time* *the Seal disappears* *The Tome sits on the ground in the middle of the devastation* *It is pickd up by a fleeing villiger*

[spoiler]omgosh I am doing this on my cell. Bear with me! XD[/spoiler] My heart sinks as I watch Sarris meet his end. It is then that I realize why I had such bittersweet feelings over him. My mistrust and want to trust mingled together because he reminded me of the Summoner. Approaching the Summoner I draw on the brink of my power of light. Something within me shifts and I feel a sense of renewal. As though Sarris-Sanguines death now allows me to take hold of what power was split between us. My hazel green eyes meet the Summoners and I hold his gaze. "So," he says "You vi on power not your own?" "Talk is cheap and neither do you." He laughs and I glow with increasing power digging myself into the present to forbear his coming attack. "No, little girl... THIS IS ME!" He charges, his blade eager for my blood. Darkness erupts and spreads across the room. A dramatic flare as it puffs up in blood tainted smoke. In turn the light clings to my body as I raise the katana to defend myself. The darkness of the Summoners blade clashes with an ethereal blast of hatred, malice, and evil. Black flames bite at my blade as the light blinks. And it is in that moment so deliciously close that I make my move. Deflecting his blade to my right my brawler side comes out. I move in, my left hand keeping his blade to the left with my katana. My left foot steps on his right. Then I headbutt him and raise my knee to his chest. The force of the blows is just enough to shake him, not with pain or pressure away. Suddenly I release my power and the flare of light is blinding. Disoriented just enough he goes to step back and falls back as I have my left foot on his right. My knee still raised to his chest follows him to the ground and I release my katana to strangle him. His armor liquified and attempts to grasp my leg. In surprise he tries to remove my and a blow to my side breaks ribs. Still my hands grasp his throat and begin to burn. The light a terrible bane to his very begin. He screams. "IT BURNS!!" My point is to sear his vile head from his body. The armor begins eating at my leg, but I am overcome by a calm malice that cares not for my own pain. He must die. He kicks and his left hand grasps my neck. One hand wraps around, nearly do his fingers meet at the back of my neck so I press even harder on his. His right hand jabs me again in the side. A ribs breaks through and despite the seeding pain of light at his throat he begins to dig his hand into my side. I scream in anger, hurt, pain, and sorrow. Once an innocent being this Summoners actions have made me a monster. Tears drop from my eyes on his face and for a moment I can feel the Summoners regret. But there is a price for the breaking of innocence. For that of others and oneself. Suddenly his hand tightened dangerously about my throat becomes nothing more than a caress. The hand about to rip out my internal organs within my stomach ceases it's movement and falls bloodily to the side. Yet my own hands do not move from their mark. The light within me strengthens and whatever peace or terror overcame his visage is blurred from my vision as the light severs his head. It is over. Exhausted I lie over the Summoners dead body. I begin to cry a mixture of joy and sorrow. I roll to the side and scream in pain and anger. My bloodied hands press against my face as tears fall. I am exhausted. Slowly I sit up. My right leg nearly eaten away. The absence of evil can be felt. Almost as a beacon my defeat of the Summoner spreads over the citadel and the place is cleansed. The evil becomes but whispers which disappear. We have won and the price was great. As I look back at the Summoners body it begins to dissipate. The armor is all that left. As the armor dissipates my body heals. Soon I am whole and stand. The view is beautiful from the very top of the citadel. Far can my eyes see over the vast stretches of land. To the mountains far across the great plains and even to the city. A little joy returns to my heart, but the damage is done. At least for now, this world is safe. I call upon the star I sought power from. It's glow fades, but it is still alive and warm within my shaking hands. I kiss it before uplifting my hands and sending it back to space. Oddly I feel a pull at the power I received from Sarris-Sanguine. As though someone has tapped into it. So a smirk comes to my face. At the top of the citadel I sit and gaze upon the world.

[spoiler]Damn your JK Rowlings story telling ability! You always teal the spotlight![/spoiler]

[spoiler]your story was moving.. You have a smooth way to word everything. Your writing flows better than mine and I'm jelly lol[/spoiler]

Akron approaches the warrior. He sits down, clearly exhausted he looks though as if he had been through a battle of his own. "It appears that portal he took us to sent us to separate dimensions. Killing him severed the walls between us. What happened to you?"

Startled your voice catches me off guard. I spin on my bare feet to face you. A light breeze plays with my tattered dress and my long hair. "Ah! I don't believe I have met you before?"

Akron removes his helmet. It was more to show he was human too, his black armor seemed non-friendly. His face was covered in blood that splashed off the inside of his helmet when he was fighting. "I'm relatively new to this place. Name's Akron Stormbringer. I was sent here to aid the people of WillowWind and I seem to have been dragged here." Akron looked at the view. He didn't seem relaxed though. "Nice view huh?"

The removal of your helmet does a bit to assure me. I step closer and offer a hand. "It's good to see that I am not alone, Akron." I offer a tired smile. "I as well am not of this place. I owe no allegiance. Just happened to get dragged along." "So different dimensions? Are we still in one now then? Should we go after the others?"

Akron takes your hand and tries to pull himself up. He seems to over exert himself and a small trickle of blood runs down the corner of his mouth. "I believe they'll come when they are done with theirs."

"Whoa whoa, easy there. Steady yourself. Looks like you or I wouldn't be even close to helpful if the other warriors even needed help." I step closer and gently remove the blood that appears at the corner of your mouth with my fingertips. Smiling I joke with you a bit. "It is a very pretty view, indeed. Your death at the moment would definitely spoil such a fine thing."

"Nonsense. If I could I would help every warrior in each dimension until I perished or all the summoners did." He paused to look at the view, then at her. "I rarely see such nice things in my life. This is one of them. How did your battle with the summoner end?"[spoiler]wanna repost? The comments on this one are pretty long[/spoiler]

I smile weakly. "As much as I hate to say it, I would honestly join you to help them." I catch your gaze then turn to the view. "It is well worth our efforts to see such a beautiful sight. Hope is still there. Well I must admit, my fight with the Summoner was painful and short. I feel inside that maybe... Somewhere we all have the potential to become like him." My voice turns solemn. "And that does scare me. But in any case, we should really return to town. Might not be a heroes welcome, but I have a feeling a new adventure is already upon us." I chuckle. [spoiler]Yes I totally agree. I'll follow you. You can make a new post or follow one of the posts Fulgrim has made to continue the story. ;)[/spoiler]

Akron returns your smile with a faint grin. He seemed like the one who seldom had happiness. "I never got your name."

*I glare at him and point usilis at him* "Have a nice death you Bastard!" *I sprint at him and at the last moment flick my cape disappearing in a shower of pitch black crow feathers before reappearing behind him landing a slash in his legs Before rolling to the front of him* *He swings his sword and I bring mine up and the last moment to block as I grab a dagger and plunge it into his stomach as he let's loose a howl of pain and falls to his knees* *As he falls I round house kick him in the face forcing him to the ground as I snap and large chains wrap him to the ground* [spoiler]Hope you like torture![/spoiler] *I slowly uncork a vial and withdraw a centipede from it* "You have dealt pain to my land.. and now you shall suffer the pain you inflicted." *I kick him in the stomach and turn him over revealing his ear* "Do you know what it feels like to have a live centipede inside your head? *Tsk* You can feel it scuttering around, Tasting you. It's amazing for extracting lies, or in your case driving you insane before I kill you." *I slowly take the centipede and plunge it into his ear as he lets out a scream and I giggle in Joy* "Now, Lets see what we can do about you still having fingers and toes shall we?"

[spoiler]YES.[/spoiler]

*I walk over to his feet and rip his boots off revealing his feet* "You won't be needing theses toes anymore, Mind if I take them? Of course you don't!" *I grab my dagger and slowly begin cutting through his large toe as he screams in agony from the centipede and now the attack on his toes* *I sever the toe and get to work on the others as crimson puddles pool around us, and the only thing that can be heard is his screams*

*Soon he is surrounded by a puddle of crimson, unable to scream as the centipede eats away at him, the only noise he makes being a whimper* "Aww, Are you all funned out? That's a shame we haven't even gotten to your fingers yet!" *I walk over to his arm on stomp on it with a sickening crack as it fractures and I grab his hand and put the small pouch his toes are in on the ground* "Having fun?" *I swiftly cut off his fingers and put them in the pouch before kicking him again rolling him over to his front*