War sits in a coffee house, smoking a cigarette, waiting for the call to come in. His order appears in front of him and he smiles. A pathetic species, yes, but has very tasty food. . . War thinks as he places his lit cigarette on the edge of the table. A man walks by him with a smile and politely speaks to War. "Umm, excuse me, sir? Could you please put that light out? The sign says no smoking. Plus, it's bad for you."
War grumbles, "I assure you, it's not as bad as you think." He puts it out to keep the man from pestering him. He's lucky I'm on a strict no-blood order until the call comes. He'll die first. War thinks as he watches his red Corvette through the window. I think she needs a shine perhaps. . . he wonders. He finishes his food, leaves a fifty dollar bill on the table, and walks out as he hears his waiter shout with glee. He walks to his car, unlocks the door, and steps in. Before he pulls out, some gangster-like guys walk towards the door, spot War, then start laughing and begin to jeer him.
"Man, look at this poor dude. He too poor to afford a less gay color!" one of them remarks with a smirk as the other two laugh.
"He too poor to even afford some good clothes!" another one of them insults.
"Not gonna say nothing, man? Too scared to reply?" the third one taunts.
Forget orders, War thinks to himself and reaches under his chair for his L. Hawk quietly. He feels it, then turns and smiles to the gangsters. "I'd love to reply, but you don't have the ears to hear." He quickly shoots one in the head, sending blood and brains everywhere. The two other gangsters stare wide-eyed and with a gaping look at War as he puts a bullet in each of their heads. He quickly rides off before anyone can see him. Where's the damned call?!

Famine sighed in her black Mustang. She had been waiting for the order for to long, but she could wait a little long. Maybe
She got out of the car and walked onto the street, wearing a black v-neck and black jeans. She heard snickering from behind her. She turned and saw three girls, all in pink. "What a freak." she heard one say. With a smile Famine walked up to them. "You know ladies, you should really watch what you say. You could really piss off the wrong person." Famine winked at them and walked away, touching a bush next to her. As she left, the plant rotted and died.
Famine then saw a few people freaking out over a dead body. She saw a gunshot to the head. It had War written all over it.
"Dammit War." she growled. She got back in her car and put in a bluetooth. Until it was time, she would have to follow this world's laws. She called him. "Pick up you Jackass. I can't believe you.'

War hears his Alias ringing. Why didn't I get that Droid? he thinks to himself as Kansas plays loudly in the car. "Who the hell is calling me?!" he yells at nobody. He picks up the phone and reads the ID. "Why the hell is Famine calling me?" He picks up the phone. After working with her for a while, he learns it's best to stay on her good side. He's lived over 10000 years, and she is the only person he fears. Lucifer is like a puppy to this woman. He clicks Answer and says with a smirk, "What's happening Beautiful?"

Famine scowled at War's comment. "Oh shut up." He voice was as sharp as a dagger. "Listen War, you demonic little jerk, I just saw a body with a gunshot in it's head. I know it was you." She swurved and was now driving on the side of War's car. She waved at him. "Now please, tell me, WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" she yelled. "YOU KNOW WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN? WRATH (the sin) IS GOING TO TELL THE OTHER SINS!" Famine took a breath. "When the sins know that you killed on order NOT to, I'm sure that that little tramp, Lust is going to tell Death. I don't know what Death sees in her." she took another breath to calm herself. "God, your a headache. I swear one day I'll cut off your manhood."
"What do you have to say?"

"So your the one they call War?" asked a eerily sinister voice, "I have come to fight you... After all you must be a better fighter then the OLD Lust..." finished the voice in a similar fashion

War paused and listened to the voice, Famine still screaming at him through his phone. He grunts ands continues the conversation. "They were pissing me off. I had to do something. Nobody ever defiles me." He cuts off a man talking on the phone. "Who cares about the sins? They're little pricks anyways. It was a spur of the moment, and I'm just 'easing the way for the dark one'." He winks and smiles.

"So you dont fear me do you?" asked the voice before War's car was flipped over in an instant without any trace of who did it.

Xandra sat on her bed with her laptop in front of her. She gazed idly at the screen looking over her grades. Perfect. Every mark was an A. She shut the top of her computer and softly nudged it to the side.
Xandra sighed making her way over to the window but froze when she heard a gunshot. After a short pause she threw open the curtain and looked outside to see several of her neighbors standing over a pool of blood. Her eyes caught a suspicious looking car driving away from the scene.
'Maybe I could catch them...' She pondered
'Of COURSE you can catch them, you little fool!' Xandra's second personality Lucy yelled. 'Just let me take it from here and everything will be fine.'
'Lucy hush,' A sticky sweet voice retorted. 'If she wants to live she'll choose me.'
"Stop it, both of you." Alexandra whispered. "Lucy is faster and stronger... but..."
'Told you so.' Lucy laughed evilly.
'Alexandra...' The angelic voice chimed. 'You’re going to use HER?'
"This is her specialty." Xandra said almost unsure.
'Then I guess I’ll take it from here.' Lucy said happily.
Xandra closed her eyes letting Lucy take over.
It was always painful when Lucy became in control. Xandra's canine's became longer, giving her fangs, her hair felt like it was being pulled making it 6 inches longer, her eyes would burn as they turned a deep red, and when Xandra couldn’t take anymore, she became unconscious and her body would belong to Lucy.
Lucy looked into the looking glass and smiled revealing her long pearly white fangs. Xandra's pink dress had been changed into a long purple gown and her eyes were shimmering with blood lust.
She walked over to the window and saw the people across the street standing over all the blood. The sweet blood...
Lucy shook her head ignoring the smell and jumped from the window as long bat like wings appeared on her back. She found the car Alexandra had saw earlier except it was followed by another car and they were traveling together.
Lucy let herself fall gracefully onto the second cars hood.
She smiled happily at the female driver inside.
"I need a ride." Lucy winked.

"War!" Famine cried when War's car suddenly flipped over.A girls head popped into Famine's window.
"I need a ride." she said with an evil twinkle in her eye. Famine stopped the car, sending the girl flying off the hood. Famine got out of her mustang and glared at the girl. "Are you the one who did that?" she said pointing to War's car. "Cause if you are," Famine licked her lips. "I'm going to make you a little snack." Famine's eyes turned black and all the plants in view died.

"I did!" said a voice as a man walked into view with an insane look on his face, but it was also filled with lust, "I am the new Lust and I was looking for a good fight as the old lust didn't put up much of a fight at all..." he laughed insanely as his crimson eyes shown brilliantly, "I am also called the Demon Executioner, Zane the Insane!" he finished as his crimson hair came into view and his sleeveless shirt that was torn in some places alluded how crazy he was.

The car stopped suddenly sending Lucy flying off the hood into the ground. The girl got out and glared at her.
Lilly stood up and streached annoyed at the girl.
"Are you the one who did that?" She asked pointing to a car. "Cause if you are, I'm going to make you a little snack."
Lilly looked over and saw that it was flipped over. She looked back over to the girl and saw that her eyes had turned black and most of the plants around them were dying.
'Better be careful with this one...' She thought. 'I'm not sure what she’s capable of... but she smells like death.'
"Of course not!" Lilly gasped, pretending to be offended. "I'd never do anything like that. All I needed was a ride...you didn't have to be so rude..." She smiled innocently.
"I did it." A mans voice said.
Lilly turned and saw a guy walk into view with fiery red hair. She grinned.
'Men are so easy to manipulate, This'll be fun..."
After the stranger, Zane the Insane introduced himself, Lilly turned back to the other girl.
"My name is Lilith, you can call me Lilly." She nodded her head to the car that Zane had flipped over. "Go help your boyfriend. I‘ll watch your back."
She turned to Zane and smiled her most vampish smile.
"So, Zane your the new Lust huh?"

"I am not here to mess with weaklings. I am here to fight War and Famine!" said Zane as he ignored Lucy and watched Famine keeping an eye on War from the corner of his eye.

Lucy scoffed.
"'Weakling'? Oh don't make me laugh."
Lucy smiled revealing her fangs. "Whats wrong little boy, afraid?"

War hears his car horn blaring before he opens his eyes. Blood drips from all over his body. He grunts. "Weak mortal bodies. . ." he grumbles and climbs out. He stops halfway, smiles, then charges his power. A ball of power collects in his hand. Once it reaches the size of a tennis ball, he shoves it into his car. The car explodes and flies a quarter of a mile in the air. War wipes some blood from his cheek and then licks it. "Zane the Insane? Never heard of you. But I do enjoy a challenge." He grunts and winces as he pulls some glass shards from his body.
He turns to Famine and looks at the other demon. "Oi! Famine! Cover the bitch for me. I got Kamikaze here. Deal? Deal." He clasps his hands together and red and black aura flows from his feet and covers his body. The chrysalis then explodes in shards of darkness and blood. His demon form is now visible. He grabs his blade off his back and smiles. "Now, you've come to fight me. Prepare for your death."
(P.S. I will be gone for the weekend, so please try not to get too far into the fight without me. Thank you and good RPing."

Famine growled at War. "Nice to see your ok." She turned to the girl. "Damn. Your in some shit." Famine's teeth sharpened as she transformed into her horseman form. "I'm so hungry." Famine smiled and leaped at the girl.

War pulls out his sword and charges the being known as Zane the Insane. He kicks the kamikaze into a wall and smirks. "That's for my car, you ass!" he yells at the man covered in rubble. "I still had the lease on it!" he shouts as he charges a second blade into his other hand. His two blades, Morte and Contritio, mean Death in Italian and Destruction in Latin. War has always been fond of the Italians and their strategies. He would always sit on the hills and watch them slaughter the Gauls or the Huns, or even each other. But, that is a tale for another time. War shakes off the wandering thoughts and watches the rubble pile for his victim to emerge.

Several pitch black arrows embedded themselves between Zane and War the arrows shimmered before a wall of shadows rose from them. “I don’t believe I got the call… as you lot are not being subtle it would appear you received some notice to start…” Umbra said a bow of shadows in one hand his cell phone in the other. “No… no missed calls… which means… you lot have gone ahead and started the party with out us… I’m most disappointed… “ He said holding up a finger and waging it towards them all. “Now… since we’ve all decided to start this little rave with out me…” He said pushing his cell phone back into his leather jacket’s pocket. “Malum… sick um…” He said cruelly, the much larger and muscular form jump down his feet crashing into the ground below shattering the sidewalk. He hefted his massive battle axe he looked around covering his eyes he began to point to each of them stopping on Famine. “He began to storm towards her batting aside a car which was in his way. He raised the towering axe before charging and sending forth a horizontal swing.

Famine saw the large man charging her and also swatting her car away. "My Mustang!" she yelled and the car transformed into a black horse. It looked starved, as if it had never eaten a meal in it's life. Skin clung to it's bones. Famine back flipped away from the giant as he swung. "You damn monster." She jumped onto his shoulder and touched his neck. "Hunger." she said and a scale appeared in her hand. She jumped off and black veins spread across the mans neck. "My magic is hunger. All creatures, mortal or not, hunger for something. Whether it is money, sex, food, or power, the result is the same." If Famine's magic worked on this giant, which it most likley would, he would be overcome with hunger. If it didn't, Famine's scale had transformed into two spikes attatched to each other by a long chain.

A boy with white hair watched the fight from a roof close by. It would not be smart to get involved in this battle, but he sensed something on both his angel side and his banshee side. He felt that many people would die if he didn't try anything and that he had to protect them. The boy jumped off the roof and transformed into a white rook. It flew towards Umbra and transformed back into the boy again. He screamed so loud and high, that any normal person would have gone deaf. And that was not even half of what he could scream. "Hello. I'm Isaiah." he said after.

“Hasn’t your mother ever taught you manners boy… like not to scream in someone’s ear… eh… either way… the fireworks are about to begin… so sit back… unless you want to join in… “

Malum swayed slightly he let forth a billowing roar running towards Famine with a certain… hunger in his eyes. He began to swipe at her attempting to grab her… and if he succeeded it would be unlikely to escape the giant man’s bone snapping embrace.

Umbra held his hand in the air a shadow arrow forming as he pulled it back on his bow. “Time for some fun…”he smirked firing arrows towards war… an occasional one purposely striking his Corvette “Well War I’m not quite Conquest… but you’ll see why I’m Inhio’s top lieutenant… soon enough.”

Famine ducked and jumped over Malums large hands. She jabbed him in the stomach and filled Malum with desires for food. She flipped over and wrapped her chain around his neck. She thrusted two spikes into his back. "I hope you starve."

Isaiah narrowed his eyes at Umbra. "Please. Listen. I come with a message from the Banshees. They say that you must leave this world."

Umbra sighed “You see… the banshees don’t have any say with the dealings of Hell… now kindly shut up and leave me be… I have a large not to bright ally to rescue…” He dropped to the ground sending forth a barrage of shadow arrows towards Famine. “You are of hunger eh… I am darkness… and in the end darkness… consumes all…” He said with a smirk shadows began to take form behind him. Darkness rising from beneath him his leather clothing melted away leaving on a flowing robe bottom. “Are you ready to meet your friend Death…”

An arrow of Umbra's misses War by an inch. War growls and then turns his head to the new contender. "A two on one battle eh?" War asks, his voice twisted with the growls and twistings of voice from his fallen enemies. "I always enjoy a challenge. I just hope my speed isn't a deciding factor. . ." As his voice trails off, War disappears. Umbra looks around and doesn't see him, until he appears right in front of him. "Reapparition. I learned it from a few banshees." He smirks then swings his elbow across Umbra's face, making contact. War winces, his power wiped with the Reapparition. He floats downward and falls to a knee, making himself vulnerable for a few seconds until he can get his breath back.

Umbra sighed as War’s elbow would seem to strike him, but Umbra’s face seemed to melt away reforming after it had passed through him. “My dear fool… die” He raised his bow the ground beneath War turning pitch black as hundreds of spikes erupted from the ground to impale him from below. “Such a pathetic creature… war… “ Appearing above war within milliseconds of his shadow blades erupting from the ground. Firing a single arrow which shattered into needle filled cloud of death heading downwards. “You can’t win… darkness… reigns supreme… “

Before the spikes skewered him, War leaps upwards and starts laughing for no reason at all. "Darkness?! Above all things, darkness reigns supreme?! Bahahah!" War doubles over in laughter and everyone stops for a moment and watches. "You poor, poor bastard. The only things stronger than darkness is the power of will. And I have plenty of that. . ." His voice trails off. He clenches his blades, fusing all his power into them. They start to grow for a few seconds until they reach the size of two claymores. War grunts and slices the air a few times with them. "Morte is my blade for the coming end, and I intend to use it to end you. As for Contritio, he will be cutting you down until your shifty little form stabilizes." He roars loudly, shattering several nearby windows. He glares at Umbra and smiles. "Now, ladies first."

“You’re a fool… darkness existed before anything… it was there before -he- made this world… I existed before even our lord… you only believe your will is strong… you have yet to see true darkness…” He said smirking as he raised his hand the sun vanished beneath a sheet of absolute darkness. There was no light… and under the oppressive blanket of pure darkness… all sounds were almost muffled out completely. “Well then Famine has already gone… so that means gentlemen are next…” He said laughing. “Die well…” The darkness began to feel weighted compacting the area around War “This is your tomb fool…”



Malum had shaken the hunger off his mind turning to face Famine once more. His eyes glancing occasionally at the black curtain which had covered Umbra and War. “You can win Famine… I do not hunger as mortals and other demons do… I am of the earth… the only thing I hunger for is blood… “ He said running forward axe in hand he sent forth another swing the ground shattering from the force of his footsteps as he sent forth the deadly sweeping blade.