June 25, 2007

  • AOB II: Hell freezes Over chapter 5

    Okay, been forever but a MAJOR case of writer's block and having no idea where I wanted to go with the chapter totally had me at a standstill. *sighs* I seriously looked at a paragraph with the word she typed and that was it for what seemed like ever. So, don't mind the shortness and really crapiness. My beta will be sure to set me straight. -_- Enjoy?


    Angel of Oblivion II: Hell Freezes Over chapter 5

    Vlad never noticed how large Hell was
    until then. He never took the time to really think about all the
    space in between the main cities and little settlements and the
    torture sites that were rather spacious. And it was like looking for
    one particular piece of sand in all of the wasteland, because that
    would have been just as easy. Flying through the gusty winds, trying
    his hardest to find her signature or even Bakuhatsu's, he found his
    search hopeless.

    “Damn you kid,” Vlad growled.
    “Where in Hell are you?”

    Trying to keep his spirits up was also
    proving harder then he initially thought as well. With all this land
    to cover by 'sundown', or when Hell was darker then it was at the
    moment, he found that his hope and spirits were dwindling with each
    wing beat. Shaking his head, he flew higher, trying to get the best
    view of the area but also remaining aware of what was on the ground
    below, if there was anything at all. He knew that calling out would
    only draw unwanted attention to himself and opted not to do that for
    his sake and hers if she were stupid enough to answer and give away
    her location if she was in hiding from one of the many horrors Hell
    had to offer.

    Sighing, he kept up the search, trying
    his hardest to find his lost charge. He could only hope that
    Bakuhatsu was there with her to give her some sort of protection.
    That or she regained some of her lost memories or even powers. He
    would feel a little better if she had some of those back. It was a
    long shot to hope so much, but he had to do something to keep his
    spirits up so that he didn't give up. He only had a few precious
    hours left before Kaggren's time limit would be up, and he needed to
    get a lot of ground and air covered before that happened.

    Finding his current location not
    yielding anything that he would have found desirable, he allowed
    himself to be carried up by the thermals to the faster upper
    atmosphere. He always found it humorous how much Hell and the mortal
    world had in common, and how they liked to go to the extremes with
    those living in the planes. Taking one last sweeping look over the
    area he had just looked over, he flew the other way, and hopefully,
    towards his lost charge.

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    Sitting on his throne, looking out at
    Hell, Kaggren got up, and started pacing once again. He was worried
    that Vlad wouldn't find her, that she would once again be under the
    Fallen of Ice's control. Of course, he was also a bit agitated that
    neither the Head Dragon of Heaven or Hell had contacted him yet
    since they were supposed to be watching her through this whole
    ordeal. This wasn't supposed to happen. Everything was supposed to go
    flawless and without much incident. At least, supernaturally speaking
    anyway. Mortals always created problems amongst themselves and he
    didn't bother with them, so they were without consequence.

    However, what Noel was pulling was
    pissing him off and pissing him off badly. He wasn't supposed to
    interfere with his daughter's progress and he wasn't supposed to even
    be such a plotting little Fallen. He was beginning to think that
    maybe he should just destroy that whole race and throw all cares to
    the winds of Hell as to what would happen to the Element of Ice if he
    did it. Actually, he already knew. It would go fully to the Light,
    balance would be disrupted, and he'd be punished. Oh no. Not like
    being down here, having to deal with this little problem, and
    worrying about it wasn't a punishment in itself.

    Hadn't he already been through enough
    the first time? He did have to watch his only daughter commit suicide
    and then be punished for taking out what looked like over half of the
    Dragons of Heaven with a few swipes of her hand. Given, watching
    those Dragons drop from the sky like flies was pretty nice, seeing as
    he was chased down by them multiple times in the Millennium Wars.
    However, the after effects of that battle made even him cringe. And
    then there was Raven, his once best friend and part time advisor, who
    died by her hands. That look of glee in her eyes when she beheaded
    him was sickening and now, the Leader of the Fallen of Flame, his
    wife Luka, was mad at him for 'letting it happen', like he really
    could have done something about it.

    Holding his head in his hands for a
    moment, he looked out one of the large windows, ever searching for
    Vlad and hopefully, Senna. Maybe he should send out his message to
    Namoki and have at least the Dragons of Hell looking for her...no. He
    gave Vlad until sundown, and he would stick by that. However, as soon
    as it was sundown, he would send out his search teams, a messenger to
    Namoki, and hopefully find her in one piece and in good condition so
    all he had to do was wipe her memory clean of this incident and it
    would be over. But he had a feeling that it wouldn't happen like
    that, since things down here never worked out the way he liked them
    to.

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    Senna herself was curled up in a ball,
    Bakuhatsu perched on her side keep look out as she concentrated on
    keeping the barrier up and protecting the both of them. She felt that
    someone was searching for them, even if she had no idea exactly who
    or what was searching. Or their motives for doing so in all
    actuality. However, she wasn't too keen on finding out if that meant
    outstretching her neck in a place like this. She'd much rather just
    try to keep the barrier up and running while trying to think of what
    to do and how to protect herself from any danger that she was
    constantly aware of.

    Bakuhatsu sighed, looking in all
    directions, trying his hardest not to leave an area unscanned for too
    long so that there would be less of a chance for a sneak attack. He
    had a sinking feeling that evil was near by and that he wouldn't be
    able to protect Senna properly if he was to be caught off guard. He
    knew that there were many beings in this place that could even defeat
    a Dragon of Heaven, and a Red one at that. He had witnessed many of
    his clan that would come back bruised and beaten and barely alive
    from the terrors that they had come up against from this Plane.
    Determined not to let anything happen, he kept his eyes open and ever
    watching the ground and sky, trying to look out for danger.

    Unfortunately, he found something that
    he hoped not to see. Something in the sky above them, even if he
    could barely make out the shape through the swirling sands that
    constantly blew around them. He didn't like that one bit, since as it
    drew closer, he had a feeling that it wasn't Vlad that was coming to
    them, but one of the enemy, whatever the enemy was. Growling, even if
    it was a feeble attempt, he watched as Kaishana landed gracefully,
    walking rather boredly to the place where Senna had erected the
    barrier, smiling a smile that foretold of misfortune.

    “So this is the little Angel of
    Oblivion,” she sneered. “The one Noel seems to want so badly in
    his grasp. I don't see what's so special about you. A lot of mortals
    from your dimension can call upon Dragons, but you, he thinks
    something is special about you. Now, why do you think that is?”

    Bakuhatsu growled threatening at the
    Demon, trying to get Senna out of her trance that she had fallen
    into. The barrier was still up, so that meant that she was
    concentrating on keeping it up. He was her only line of defense at
    the moment, and he didn't like the prospect of that at all.

    “Oh what do we have here,” Kaishana
    giggled, kneeling right in front of the barriers edge. “A little
    Dragon of Heaven! So small and cute, are you the one Namor sent? Hm
    little guy? You look so out of place here, with your streamline body
    and bright colors. You'd think he'd send in a beast that would have
    blended in more of the scenery, hm? Looks like his mind is dulling in
    his old age.”

    Snapping his jaws, Bakuhatsu hissed at
    this Demon. He didn't like her at all, seeing as she seemed to be
    arrogant and just insulted the High Dragon of Heaven like it was
    nothing. He would have liked nothing more then to bite her head off,
    even if it was a bit of an impossibility.

    “Kaishana!”

    Looking up, both of them watched Vlad
    land on the other side of the barrier, figure distorted by the
    turquoise, green, and white barrier. Bakuhatsu chirped in joy as Vlad
    stepped around, and looked at Kaishana, who had a scowl on her face.
    The two had faced off a few times before, especially during the time
    that the Fallen of Ice were choosing their new leader. The two never
    liked each other, and this just added fuel to the fire.

    “She's not going with you.”

    “And what are you going to do,”
    Kaishana growled. “Take her back to Kaggren? I don't think so. We
    worked too hard to plot and get her here, we're not going to give it
    up.”

    Narrowing his eyes, Vlad reached down
    and took Kaishana by the throat, and held her up so she was face to
    face with him. “Well, looks like you're going to have to, because
    I'm not backing down.”

    Smiling Kaishana looked the Fallen of
    Shadow right in the eye. Did he really think that she needed air to
    breathe? Ha. She wasn't a mortal and she sure wasn't just any Demon.
    She was one of the first created, well, created right anyway. There
    were many of those that died in the process and were even still
    around, the mistakes of the past that refused to just lay somewhere
    and die. She was one of the strong, one of the Wind that lived and
    had plans to live even longer.

    “You should know better, Vlad,”
    Kaishana smiled, spreading leathery wings wide. “Because we have a
    rather lengthy history now don't we? You should know I don't need
    air.”

    “I know that,” Vlad growled out. “I
    just needed some way to get your attention.”

    “Hurry it up,” Kaishana said,
    rolling her eyes. “I'm already tired of this. I just want to take
    the girl and go.”

    “You are not taking my charge,”
    Vlad replied harshly, eyes narrowing as he tightened his grip. “She
    is my responsibility and I am not going to allow you to lay a finger
    on her.”

    “Nice speech,” Kaisha said boredly,
    even going so far as to sneak a yawn in it. “I'd clap if I had the
    chance. However, I don't have time for this chatter. Noel is
    expecting me back with the girl and I can't let him down. He is,
    after all, the one I sworn allegiance to him, and I can't let him
    down.”

    Flapping her wings, she created a large gust that
    threatened to blow her out of Vlad's grip, however the Fallen refused
    to let go. The Wind Demon growled, face scrunching up and bared
    elongated teeth showing dangerously. Eyes seemed to glow as her rage
    skyrocketed, something that would have many other beings running in
    fear of what she was promising to do to them, but Vlad didn't let go,
    nor did he give any indication of letting go. She never liked him
    nor his persistence at such things, and this was one of the times
    that she felt that she hated him the most.

    Senna, still in her trance, vaguely
    watched as the sand blew up against the barrier, creating blotches of
    white in the changing colors as it hit the edges. The wind whipped
    around her, but she couldn't break her concentration. It was
    dangerous to be outside the barrier, she found that out when she
    dared to venture out of it. Bakuhatsu growled at the blowing sands,
    that the barrier refused to let through. He didn't like this, he
    doubted that Vlad would be able to hold out very long, but he had
    been wrong before. Oh he hoped that he wasn't wrong now...

    Growling, sharpened nails digging into
    the flesh of the demon's neck, Vlad's eyes focused on the rivets of
    blood that were going down her neck. Satisfaction shown through the
    blue-gray tinted eyes, clouded over with the desire to kill. That was
    what made him one of Kaggren's best assassins, he lived for the
    thrill of the hunt and didn't give up until the other was dead either
    by his hands or because of some sort of weapon. The sand blasted
    around him, but he didn't feel it almost at all. Adrenaline high, he
    wouldn't feel any pain until it died down, which in the back of his
    mind, he couldn't help thinking about.

    Kaisha growled right back, feeling her
    flesh penetrated by the sharp nails. Instinct riding over reason, she
    had to get away. Run, this one was too strong for her at the moment,
    just get away and live and be back, stronger so she could beat him.
    Biting the arm that was closest to her, she swung her tail around,
    smacking Vlad in the face, she howled as the nails were painfully
    ripped from her throat, falling back as she kicked Vlad away from her
    and folding her wings so that she didn't hurt them. They were her
    greatest tool for escape, and she really didn't need to get them
    hurt.

    Vlad himself didn't expect her tail in
    his face, nor to be pushed backwards like that. Landing on the hot
    sands, in the back of his mind he thought of how hard the sand would
    be to get out of his feathers, but that thought was quickly dismissed
    as he focused now on getting to Senna. He watched as Kaisha made a
    mad dash for the barrier, and tried to get to her first. He ended up
    grabbing her ankle, and getting his head knocked around by a wing,
    however, he didn't let go.

    Growling, flipping over on her stomach,
    she sat up and had her tail wrap around Vlad's throat and began to
    squeeze. Vlad choked, and clawed at the smooth black tail, streaking
    it with red. Roaring, Kaisha picked him up by her tail and threw him
    away like a rag doll, and proceeded to get up herself, and run
    towards the barrier. She had to get the girl, she couldn't disappoint
    Noel.

    Bakuhatsu growled as she approached,
    and flew over the barrier, landing just outside of it and hissing. He
    was the last line of defense, and he knew it. However, looking into
    Kaisha's eyes froze him. Never look into the eyes of a Demon, for
    they can freeze even the bravest of hearts and souls.     He
    heard the sound of Namor's voice as he just watched Kaisha jump him
    and the barrier, and then as Kaisha stole a lethargic, spellbound
    Senna off in Hell's night.