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Vaansyan Phezal

"Hmm...Mr. Fariss hasn't been properly embalmed... might have to get a restoration potion soon... maybe recolor the face as well... Oh Mr. Fariss, don't worry, I won't let you get sick."

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a character in “Chasing Rin Hayashii”, as played by Specialist443

Description

Quote: Speaking to himself over a sarcophagus "Hmm...Mr. Fariss hasn't been properly embalmed... might have to get a restoration potion soon... maybe recolor the face as well... Oh Mr. Fariss, don't worry, I won't let you get sick."

Name: Vaansyan Phezal

Nickname: the Dark Prowler / Keeper of the Living Dead

Gender: Male

Age: 21

Height: 6'2''

Weight: 165 pounds

Sexual Orientation: Straight

Likes:
Necromancy, Tomb Raiding, Arcane Rituals, Alchemy, Reading, Exploration, Clothes, Enthralling People, Kindness, Trusting relationships, comrades and sour food.

Dislikes:
Mean Behavior, Freedom, Disloyalty, Power Abuse, Assassins and more so when they are after him, People who oppose necromancy or black magic, betrayal

Group:
He is a Rookie of Shikaku.

Partner:
Whenever he finds a dead body or kills someone, tries to keep it around for later reanimation, containing the soul if possible. After resuscitating people with necromancy, taking away their free will of course,
befriends them and talks to them as if they were still alive and still had a will of their own.

Race:
Human

Magic:

1.- Reanimate Corpse. reanimates the corpse of a living person with an artificial soul, the body keeps all its memories and physical skills, magic skills are retained if he has the chance to study and copy the soul successfuly. Artificial souls do not generate magic power and must be replenished. The more bodies to keep animated the more the strain, as well as the power of the reanimated person, stronger people are more tiring to maintain.

2.- Eat Soul. Captures the soul of a person for future insertion into reanimated bodies. This allows the resucitated person to retain all magical skills and powers, more powerful souls are harder to capture and subdue.

3.- Conjure Ghost. Creates an ethereal body of magic for a lost soul to inhabit. Ghosts are harder to control and weaker than reanimated bodies, but finding a willing angry ghost to fill the role is easy.

4.- Spirit Senses. Passive ability that allows the sighting of souls and magical power. As well as sensing of other souls and spells.

Weakness(es)
Running out of reanimated bodies, as it can be time consuming to prepare one. Being hit physically. Purification, as it releases all the held undigested souls. Hiding one's own soul with magic, a man who can see souls expects no surprises on the road.

Equipment
A magical bag, with alchemic ingredients.

Picture:
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Personal Description:
He wears a red pointy hood with a white mask with sad smile engravings. He wears a long sleeved, long black robe, the lower part of the robe is open in the front, that reaches down to the ground. Black trousers can be seen from the slit of the robe. White long gloves reach all the way to the elbow and white boots that reach all the way to the knee.

Personality:
He has a habit of speaking to himself, speaking to his reanimated corpses as if they were alive, doing so very often and for prolonged periods of time. He fears the living a little, being overwhelmed with them being outside of his control and having a will of their own. He can be quite goofy when trying to be friendly, and overall has a more or less friendly disposition with others, even with people he is about to secretly kill for their souls or bodies. He is socially awkward and approaches people quite bluntly without previous contact and sometimes without tact. This does not stop him from approaching people often, and elaborate awkward topics.

History:
(This section is written with his point of view)

His father was a light magic wizard, his mother was a dark magic witch. Upon birth he was stolen by members of his extended family, fearing that their family honor would be stained by such a union going public. He was abandoned beneath a bridge, where he was found and fed by a family of beggars. Not the happiest family around, but he was somewhat well treated, fed, clothed and cleaned. His new family had violent and domineering parents, who constantly fought one another for control. Their 10 children did not take to his adoption into the family very eagerly, but overall were cooperative. This all changed after at the age of five, his magic became powerful enough for it to be noticed. This earned him the hatred of his new family who had a powerful vendetta with another wizard and despised them dearly. He was not abandoned, but the treatment went from acceptable to really bad. He was kidnapped by bandits when he was 8, the bandits took him to a cave and tried to get a ransom. That's where he discovered his necromantic ability, reanimating dead rats to play with. Eventually he came to believe that playing with rats was no different than playing with people, so he reanimated recently dead bandit taken by dissease, and used him to kill the other bandits in their sleep. He wanted to reanimate them all, however he was not strong enough, so he could only reanimate one of them. He chose to reanimate the one he had used to kill the rest, and swore to find the power to reanimate more people and build a family with them.

He grew up training his magical skills to be able to control a body from further away safely, close and personal isn't his forte. It was not long before he thought that Kuusou had become far too unruly, people could just walk about marauding everything that moved, the cities were powerless to control the rampant banditry and unruly citizens. So he began focusing his efforts to that particular endeavor, criminals had to be controlled, the world had to be safe once again. And for that to happen, the world needs... a gentle nudge in the right direction, bandits must be weeded out alongside those who support them. Order had to be restored to unruly communities who had a little too much freedom. But most of all, people still needed to be reminded of why they had to obey their masters, when they were left free to do as they wish, people's lives themselves are offensive to him, without proper respect for those fit enough to rule them, to many opinions, when only one is needed. He made his decision and began preparing the world for an epoch of enforced harmony, where everyone would know their place, and they would all share a single will. Not comfortable with getting close and personal in the action, he began collecting souls strong enough to cast magic of sufficient caliber to subdue the villagers. The unsuspecting villagers made their stand against the undead invader, in fire laid strength, by knowing when to destroy and when not to, the spirit of the people had to be subdued for order to be established, burning down the elder's house should suffice he thought, after some struggle, the frenzied population finally learnt their place, and swore allegiance to their new master.

This was a happy time for Vaansyan, he had a lot of villagers he could call his family. They obeyed, they listened and they were welcoming. Deaf to the Villagers' fears, he set out on a project to begin upgrading the village for the betterment of the world, he would use it to gather enough souls for a powerful undead reanimate, one that would usher the new order to the surrounding lands. After a long wait, the time had finally come, his reanimate was complete, the villagers' sacrifice both during the rituals and on the rebellions that followed would be put to use in carving a new world of order and agreement. The soon to be attacked village pleaded for help, but were totally ignored by anybody who could do anything about it. The day's noisy panic was muted by a strong reanimate undead, who painted a bloody path of dead villagers basking in the fire of the burning house, that reached up into the leader's house. He never surrendered, much to his dismay Vaansyan thought, it is best for one to die, than for an entire people to be lost. The reanimate undead beheaded the leader and raised the head to deliver a message to the struggling defenders, who surrendered meekly after such a sight.

Everything was going well... two villages, then three, then four, then eight, then sixteen, then thirty two... eventually earning him the name the Dark Prowler and also Keeper of the Living Dead. Something that amused him was that he cities had yet to realize what was happening all around them. It was here when things went wrong, an organization called the Chikyuu No Mirai interrupted the work of peace, the exchange was short, but speaking through his undead Vaansyan questioned their motives for interrupting his work. Their answer angered him, one thing was clear, they were not amused by what was happening and considered him an abomination. He was not sure if that was aimed at him or the reanimate undead, either way, the one who took the sting from those words was him. He knew better than to charge blindly against the powerful individual he was facing, so he made his reanimate undead shift and wait, shift and wait, shift and wait some more. The battle erupted when the Chikyuu No Mirai agent charged at him, he thought he was better positioned, that he had an easy win. But with a single slash, that vision, alongside his pride was torn to shreds...

Who were this people, why were they so strong, why did they dislike him, and why were they saying infuriating things about his goals? They had to be punished for that offense, but... having been defeated with a single slash, and as if that was not humiliating enough, they destroyed the most powerful reanimated undead he had ever used! All those souls were scattered from their purpose of dispensing justice, months of hard work collecting them, grooming them and blending them with the purpose of creating a powerful composite soul, able to subdue anyone with ease... all of that was a failure, it had all failed, and with that slash, hard earned pride was wounded. Such a debt could only be repaid in blood, blood and victory would wipe away the shame.

For many years thereafter Vaansyan trained in the art of necromancy, making more powerful undead, making them last longer and fight harder, stronger. Here is when he earned most of his skills in necromancy, still shaken for his humiliating defeat all those years ago. It was at this point that he first considered to join the Shikaku, he had heard about them, heard tales of awe and power in the lips of enthralled undead, whose last remnants of free will praised the Chikyuu No Mirai and Shikaku as tools of justice, he knew deep within that only one of these could stand. He heard, most importantly, that the Shikaku struggled against the Chikyuu No Mirai, the enemy of an enemy is my friend. He later came to hear that Shikaku's goal was to fix the world the hard way, to cut a bloody path to justice and righteousness, a path he was willing, and able to follow. And so the last piece clicked in place, he made his decision and traced a way to contact the Shikaku, not only out of necessity but also out of a deeply felt respect for their cause, and if they wished the destruction of the Chikyuu No Mirai and the one person who could end everything Rin Hayashii, he could not have come to a finer place, all goals would be accomplished in a single swift motion, this was vengeance, justice and salvation to the world!

Extra:
Now he is necromancer with a set of reanimated companions whom he treats as still living people, even if he hated them in life. He likes being with people, but dislikes being betrayed, and prefers to kill them, reanimate them with necromancy and enthrall them as faithful friends instead. He is slightly afraid of living unsubdued people and frequently talks to himself, does so more when he is scared of something. He is afraid that his magic will harm those he grows an affection to. He has utter love in himself and could be described as something of an egomaniac, heavily self invested. He has little interest in money, and other possessions that do not further his necromantic ambitions to reanimate more "friends". He is frustrated by mean people, heavily dislikes those who would oppose black magic or necromancy, for example vampire hunters and the such (I wonder how will this fit with Shikaku's views). He dislikes the idea of freedom, being a necromancer this is hardly surprising. He also holds little love for trouble makers, and has an deep craving for justice and most importantly order!

Undead Thralls
I will soon bestow him the ability to control multiple thralls, so here is a pic of what they will look like! Generic Shikaku undeads for the win.
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~Destroyer~

So begins...

Vaansyan Phezal's Story

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Vaansyan was walking as fast as he could for the meeting point of the Shikaku, his hands nervously playing with a small gemstone near to his chest. "No... no! Of course not." He was being escorted by a warrior clad in iron armor, to the peasants idling about, there was nothing strange about this figure, to the trained eye however, the mild red hue coming drawing a silhouette about it was an obvious indicator of a reanimated dead body. "Well... Cut him some slack, I am sure he has good reasons to meet in a cantina instead of the cave down the mountain." The figure following him remained silent, as if hearing the voices of insanity inside of his head, he continued to speak "Although! Come to think of it, having all three of us meet in the middle of a tavern does seem quite risky... I am sure the Chikyuu no Mirai had something to do with this! Oh when I get my hands on one of those cruel monsters!..." At this point, the peasants had taken notice on someone else and were notoriously concerned.

Vaansyan tried to peek from within the mob, there he saw a familiar figure, a beautiful young lady clad in a hood he had recently learned to recognize... there were whispers about "Get away from me now", a poor soul had been scolded with what could best be described as a wrath fit for a wargod. "...Scary" he felt goosebumps on his back. He quickly paced his way to the interior of a building in which he saw his boss and his senior "Ever the diplomat Victoria" he took a sit, consciously avoiding sitting next to Victoria, lest he trigger her already active wrath.

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Tansen didn't react when he heard the door to the old pub open, simply forcing a rather convincing yawn as if he was ready to fall asleep right then and there at the table. As he got quiet again, he heard the sound of footsteps coming this way and instantly recognized the sound. Light and careful if not a little hurried. He kept his eyes closed as Victoria sat down at his table, hearing a waitress coming over followed by a very quick order. It wasn't all that surprising she was hitting the drinks already. Her or at least her demon seemed fond of the stuff and in either case he could hardly blame either. He cracked an eye open and saw she was already halfway through her glass and a quick look at her face showed she was a little shaken. He took his feet off the table and pulled back his hood with a serious look on his face but a tinge of sadness in his eyes. "Hey, hey, slow down. There's no need to hit it so hard, Victoria. Deep breathes." His right hand slid across the tabletop to the untouched glass of rum before he flicked it across the table in her direction. "Here. I know it's not your usual but maybe a bit more kick will do you good."

The door opened yet again and, knowing that it was pointless to act like their little of the corner of the bar was some kind of dead zone, Tansen looked over his shoulder at the new arrival. The new recruit, Vaansyan, arrived just in time and incognito though he always seemed to wear that strange mask and if anything it made him stick out like a sore thumb. Besides this one small flaw the young man was exactly the kind of person Tansen wanted and needed from one of his men. He wanted to do good in the world even if it made him don the title of a villain and he had his own personal agenda to boot. To most leaders that would feel like they were being manipulated, a means to an end. For Tansen, it meant they had more to their lives than mindlessly following his orders even if such motivations were driven by sorrow or vengeance. He couldn't belittle anyone who held such desires in their heart. It's what had driven him to create Shikaku in the first place. As Vaansyan approached them, he made a smart comment towards Victoria before finding a seat as far from her as possible. "If you're quite done, Mr. Phezal," he said with one dead pan glance to the side. "The demonics group known as Sul was recently taken out near the Northfall Mountain with no casualties on our end. More recently we managed to kill a vampire by the name of Nathaniel Ends that was living in Falborn. Again no casualties and the guard believe it to be an accidental if not thorough house fire." He crossed his arms in front of him as he gave a quick look between the two. "Your reports?"

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Vaansyan fidgeted nervously in his seat, vigilantly glancing over Victoria intermittently , who was seating on the opposite end of the table, she could be dangerous when upset, and he would rather not be on the receiving end of such an ire. His stomach growled, silence, then another growl, this time louder. He was hungry, he looked at the decrepit table with a glint of sadness in his eyes "I would have to take his favorite mask off, just to eat" he said so staring solicitously at his reanimated undead who was just now entering the tavern, as if he was restraining his appetite to please his undead companion, he whispered"... that would not do at all... so-" noticing the weary eyes of his accolades, he stared blankly at them for eight awkward seconds, he immediately noticed his leader Tansen was not freaked out at all, in fact he was not even slightly disturbed. "Boss understands!" he joyfully chanted "Boss truly comprehends sweet Vaansyan!"

He immediately continued to report his findings with notorious alacrity "Ah boss, I do not have much to report, regardless to say I take the news of the death of Nathaniel Ends joyfully, I did not personally know the man, but he had quite the bloodlust I hear. I am sure a lot of small souls can rest peacefully now that he has departed from this world" He took a pause to evaluate Victoria's mood, he was not particularly fond of being stabbed in the back by a demon acting through his host. After evaluating that Victoria's wrath from that troublesome event at the door was receding, he continued to elaborate "But I did find an interesting catch, boss. My friend here-"he said patting his undead, who was now seated, on the back "- has some very interesting reports to deliver. He was a common thief, but now he and I are marvelous friends!"he giggled with joy and continued "And he believes the leader of the Chikyuu no Mirai may be somewhere inside of this dusty and otherwise unremarkable town. Feel free to ask him yourselves!"

His undead pet began to speak with a monotone "...I... was at the... woods-"He was interrupted by Vaansyan "Ah! But before that, I believe beautiful Victoria has something to report as well?"

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It seemed the suspicious table only got more suspicious another man arriving with a mask on his face. As far as Ken could tell, they must have been friends of some sort that liked to dress weird. The man who arrived after the masked man - looking to be a body guard or something - didn't help them fit in much. Somehow, Kenpachi was starting to believe that there was something going down, and he didn't like that fact one bit. His blood alcohol level was not as high as it should've been, and that's how the parties get started!

"Hey, hey, hey!" he suddenly shouted to everyone in the old tavern, standing to his feet quite quickly. He glanced around swiftly at the many confused faces beaming glares back at him. He smiled. "This place is a duller than that man's head." he motioned towards the man who had passed out earlier. "How bout we have some fun? Drinks are on me while I'm here!" the glares he got disappeared and were replaced by grins. Some people in the back got up and approached him, obviously enthusiastic about the free booze. After a few men ordered their drinks and joined him, they began talking up quite a storm with tales of humor and the sort, but Ken noticed the group in the back wasn't too happy. They needed encouragement. After all, free beer, right?

He looked over the men sitting in the table he had taken a seat back on and waved them over with his hands. "What's the matter? Allergic to a good time?" he jested lightly. "Come! Celebrate!" he enticed.

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Tansen listened to both of the reports with one eye closed while he kept the other on the speaker. Vansyan spoke first and was just as eccentric as ever, speaking in his odd third person and referring to his thrall as his friend. He was almost like a child with the power to control the dead but Tansen could tell there was more to him than that. He had plenty of charisma and drive not to mention he had quite a useful bit of information. Tansen ignored his newest pet at the table, taking the briefest note of what Vaansyan had said who he was in life before listening to Victoria's report. Unfortunately it wasn't her who gave it as it wasn't the girl's shy little voice that spoke but the voice of the other, bolder occupant of the body. She stopped speaking just as she was about to bring up the rather graphic part of her story as Victoria was obviously struggling to take back control. Tansen's fingers twitched for a brief second before he clutched them into tight fists again. Despite the fact that Vixen was Victoria's ally of sorts and thus in extent his own ally, he wasn't fond of the demon's treatment of the girl. After a short pause she finally spoke up i her own voice, giving a quick and simple voice as her face quickly reddened with embarrassment before she lay her head down on the tabletop.

"Glad to hear that you've both been working smoothly. We can't afford to make slip ups right now and I know I can trust you both to keep up that kind of effort. Now as for this information you found, Vaansyna-" Tansen was cut off by the obnoxious sound of some locale drunkard calling them over for a drink. He looked over his shoulder at the pale haired man that wore the same color as the splotches on his face and just gave him one sharp look before he turned back towards his subordinates, lowering his voice slightly before he began to speak again. "If the Chikyuu no Mirai's leader is inside the walls, that's all the more reason to keep our heads down. If they know we're somewhere within the city then we can't use this location anymore." He closed his eyes as he let out a deep sigh and pinched his brow. "There's no point is hunting him down here. It's unlikely he's alone and I don't like the idea of battling with our numbers in unfamiliar territory." His eyes cracked open slightly as he folded his hands in front of him on the table. "Is there anything outside your reports you feel need discussion before we relocate?" he asked as his eyes scanned the table, his sight falling on the distraught Victoria in particular.

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Vaansyan looked at his earnest boss. He had just known the man for a few days, but he had already earned his respect. He spoke to his thrall with a quiet tone, yet loud enough to be easily heard by those at the table "There is... something in his calm yet focused demeanor that makes Vaansyan feel safe..." He was starting to hold his leader with true reverence. That train of thought was interrupted as soon after Victoria took off, walking through the patrons, who made way for her fretfully. He jolted up to his feet, in his mind, all sort of scenarios were going wrong. He shuddered at the thought of having Victoria collide with one of the patrons, she was soon talking with a suspiciously armed man, the one who had invited them drinks "Sweetie! What are you doing?" he barked an anxious question, unaware that she was after the white haired man clad in red. He noticed Victoria had left her hood on the table, dressed as a tavern wench now. He was pleasantly surprised, he quickly took an ogling glimpse of her figure before turning to the cloaked figure of his boss "Hey Tansen, she has quite a lovely figure doesn't she?" He tried to suppress a joyful giggle, before taking a good look at her again "Vaansyan and Boss just got lucky!" Laughed again, with both his hands, trying to conceal what would have been his mouth, covered by his mask.

His eyes spaced out "Although that man... why do I feel like I have seen him before a long time ago..." He turned to his Boss, and remarked "... I don't quite recall... But Vaansyan does not feel like this is a complete stranger." He tried to hide his masked face behind his thrall "Cover me buddy... Vaansyan just needs to take a peek..." His eyes turned bright purple, he scanned the soul of the man clad in red. It was ancient... and huge! But worst of all, he saw it contained a horrible beast, very much like the one Victoria had inside her. He quickly got serious "Boss... Victoria might be in danger..."

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"What's the matter? Allergic to a good time?"

The familiar voice made Asher peek through the window once again. Sure enough Ken was out of it, the alcohol pumping through his veins causing him to act over confidently and address the group over the other side of the bar. The brunette sighed, wondering if he could manage to keep important details from slipping past his lips. Just to be sure, Ash slipped inside, past the group and seated himself at the back of the bar; Utopia close at his heals. Sure enough he would not become invisible in the room, not with a gigantic white tiger at his side anyway, but he hoped to be ignored. Eiither way, Ash was not there to ruin Kens party, after all he seemed to be hitting on a pretty looking and rather sexy woman. Who was he to stop him?

"Can I get you anything sir?" The bar maid asked, and so simply Ash replied with. "Just a orange please sweetie, I don't think I should drink right now..." The woman’s eyes wandered to the large white tiger sat beneath his feet, the cat looked bored and displeased. "I am sorry but no...pets..." Ash patted Utopia on the back lightly, looking up at the woman with a rather cold but calmed glare. "She is not a pet..." And with that the maid just left...

Kenpatchi offered the woman a drink, to which she naturally agreed, happily flirting with him and getting free wine. The mans a fool, she will take all his money, fuck him then go... But he’s a lucky fool at that and she is too... He thought admiring both of the pair, but that was not what he was there for, he just needed to wair. Asher simply watched the group from afar, wondering if his leader was too caught up with women and beer to notice him, either way he did not mind. He was just acting as back up in case anything went wrong...

Something just felt a little off, something rolling deep inside Ash's gut, telling him to keep on his toes.

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Tansen reacted with only a slight shift of his eyes as Victoria gave him a knowing wink and walked over to the bar. He had no idea what she was trying to accomplish but her body language gave away her means to do it in a split second. He let out another little sigh as he looked back towards the table as he tried to act as if her sudden departure from the duo ( well, trio if you wanted to count corpses ) as he kicked his feet back up on the table. "I hope you know what you're doing, Victoria..." he muttered quietly under his breathe as he pulled his hood over his eyes and feigned sleep. He could hear the two talking ever so casually at the bar though he couldn't make out a single word, especially over Vaansyan chattering to himself. He then heard some giggling from the mad necromancer as he pointed out Victoria's appearance without the cloak. Tansen acted as if he didn't hear a word Vaan said for a second or two before he tugged lightly on his hood and hazarded a glance from the corner of his eye. There was no denying that she was quite a sight to behold, perfect curves and figure. He allowed himself just a few moments to admire her before he tore his eyes away and heard more of Vaan's somewhat perverted commentary. "You should be more careful what you say aloud. Victoria has ears like a fox and that demon of hers would just love to know someone within Shikaku has a less than subtle interest in her host. Unless you'd rather be it's toy... a chew toy more likely than not."

Then Vaansyan began commenting on the man Victoria had approached though Tansen shrugged it off as just his usual oddity. But that idea was quickly tossed aside as Tansen saw him take off his mask, only being able to see a light glow within the folds of the hood, as he observed the man and when he was finished, he stated something that put his heart in his throat. Victoria in danger? How could some random loudmouth stranger in a bar be a danger to the Silencer, easily one of Shikaku's strongest? But there was no way Vaan would lie for no reason and he possessed powerful magic, something that couldn't be trick. A few seconds ticked by before the realization hit him like a ton of bricks as the sound of shattering glass filled the air and the subtle scent of blood drifted through the air. Tansen quickly took advantage of the situation as he pushed himself away from the table and jumping out of his seat as he rushed over to Victoria. "Jezebel, how many times do I have to tell you to be careful with the glasses here, you know they're flimsy as paper." The bartender gave the young man a dirty look as Tansen lightly held one of her arms in one hand, doing his best to apply as little pressure as possible as he used his other hand to pluck a few shards of glass out of her hand. "You're going to be the death of me, I swear," he chided with a trace of humor in his voice as a small smile crossed his lips. In a moment where he managed to get his back to the red clad stranger, Tansen flashed one serious look at Victoria to make sure she was going along with the act before he put his energetic and happy mask back on. "I think I got all of it out," he said, checking the cuts before placing two fingers on the back of her hand and muttering a few words under his breathe. There was a short green flash where their skin met and in seconds the cuts were closed.

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Vaansyan's boss, Tansen, did not wait for him to elaborate what the danger was before jumping into action. "Ah? Boss?" Too late, his black coat clad leader took off to assist Victoria. "Ah boss! That guys is... like her!" After staring blankly at the trio discussing something, he placed a hand in his thrall buddy, and pulled him to cover his face, he then took away his mask again, hidden from view. His eyes glared bright purple once again, he observed an unusual soul at the back of the room "An elf... with potent magic at that... he is also vigilant over the red clad man." He then saw something that took him off guard "The demon inside the red clad man is wildly beating... as is Victoria's".

A sharp commotion shocked the bar, Victoria violently recoiled from being touched by Tansen and stormed off clearly losing control, this was confirmed when familiar tattoos were faintly appearing. He put his mask back on pat his dead thrall on the back "This is getting dangerous, really tense, really quick. And those guys are obviously in this together. If Victoria loses control..." He caught a deep breath and sighed, then continued with a serious tone "Distract them, do what you must, anything goes" The thrall released a feral growl before determinedly advancing towards the bar keeper who addressed him "Want something to wet your throat? I have- what the!" The thrall shoved him out of the way before making his way to the wine barrel, drinking the wine directly from the barrel tap. Vaansyan was sure his boss would not be pleased about that, but that was not his idea, and this was an emergency. In the confusion and noise he quickly walked his way to his boss before whispering "He's a demonic, and he's not alone, the elf on the back. Don't look, he's with him." then proceeded to make his way to the exit to prevent the red clad man from suspecting his role in this and to look for Victoria.

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Tansen's grip wasn't strong enough to keep Victoria in place long enough to get a single shard out as she suddenly pulled her arm away and politely excused herself before rushing off out the door. 'Damn it. Not your brightest move,' he thought bitterly though he wasn't entirely sure if he was scorning her or him. He honestly should have expected this kind of reaction from her. She didn't give him exactly every little detail but from what he gathered grabbing her like that must have sent her to a bad place and that demon of hers was hardly helping on her already strained mental state. Quickly pulling back into character, Tansen looked very worried as he watched the red clad blonde run off. "Oh no, I'm so sorry. She's deathly afraid of blood. I'm not even sure she was feeling the pain from just pure shock for a minute there. I should really go after h-" As if to speed up his escape, the man that Tansen knew to be Vaansyan's thrall wandered over to the bar and shoved the bartender aside as he began gulping huge mouthful of wine from the tap. In the cloak of sudden chaos, the necromancer in question came up behind and told him everything he could gather on the white haired man and his apparent ally before rushing off. The second he was sure Vaan was gone, he slipped back into character and looked horrified at the chaos. "I-I'll go get the guards, y-you stay right there!" he said as he backed up towards the door before he turned quickly and sprinted the rest of the distance, pushing himself outside and nearly tripping on the way out into the streets.

The moment he was out of sight of the pub windows, he slowed to a casual walk as he quickly followed the trickle of blood on the ground that Victoria had left behind. Before careful to kick up a gracious bit of dirt on the trail she'd created, he eventually found her in one of the city's countless alleys, sitting on a box with her hand bleeding badly and her whole body shivering as she fought back the powers that were trying to creep to the surface. Ever so slowly Tansen walked over to her, making sure to give her a generous birth as he sat down on a rickety box similar to hers. He began to speak in a quiet, even tone as he messed with the clasp of his cloak. "I expect you to knock this away or shred it or something a thousand times worse but..." He tugged on the sweeping cape in one quick movement, revealing his usual jacket and pants. "But you're starting to bleed pretty badly and you're going to start freezing in that outfit." He held out the dark cloth with the tip of his fingers and waited patiently for a reaction.

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Vaansyan could feel the cold snow of winter only through his spirit senses, he had long lost the ability to feel with what would have been his body, were it not have been destroyed a long time ago. The body he had right now was always cold, always dead. "... What a gloomy city this is..." he whispered with sadness palpable in his voice. He spaced out for merely twenty seconds, although remembering his comrades were in danger, he snapped out of it as if he had been jolted by a war hammer. "Let's see then... a big mean demon is required to get rid of the pursuant demonic... fitting!" He knelt on the snowy rooftop "To get started I need an appropriate binding spell" He placed both of his gloved hands in front of himself, and began channeling his magic for the creation of a drawn magic seal, this took about eight minutes of raw channelized magic from Vaansyan, whose raw magic power was prodigious. On the stark snow, slowly a glittering circle with a star symbol inside began to fade in. He shifted his legs in anxiety, before taking out a small magical bag, in which he held all his alchemical ingredients. "A little life is required to anchor the demon.
A rose will do... And now we need a containing soul, one that resonates with the dark frequency of the demon well, a Vampire soul!"

He took off his mask, but his face was hid by the shadows of his hood. His mouth lit up in light purple fire, before vomiting a burning red soul with black smoke around it, the size of an apple. He gently guided the soul to the circle with enthralling magic "... And now we need a container to hold the demon in place..." He took his mask to his face and put it on, he then shifted his eyes around the rooftop to find something suitable for his ritual. He found a frozen bird laying on the snow "This will do... Not the finest ingredients... both the soul and the rose were of lacking quality, so I do not expect the demon to last long in this bird's body... oh well..." Even if it could not be seen because of his mask, he was smiling underneath it. He again placed both his hands, clad in long white gloves, in front of him and began channeling his magic into the circle, which began to burn potently in purple fire for another five minutes "It would seem the ritual is finished... now where is the demon?"

He waited for five seconds before continuing "I must have done something wrong... maybe the-" He was still speaking when a powerful massive bird spawned right under him, destroying a big chunk of the building in which he was standing "Noooo! Noooo! Put me down!" He had the misfortune to be on the demon's back, whose incarnate form was identical to the small bird he had used for the ritual, but easily ten meters tall and with burning fire red eyes. The demonic beast tried to roar, but chirped instead, making it look hilarious instead of fearsome. "Whoa! It worked! I kne-" The massive bird took to the skies, shaking its wings fiercely, had it not been because Vaansyan had used his magic to bind his gloves and boots to the bird's skin, he would have been blown away by the sheer force that resulted.

Up in the skies, the bird refused to follow Vaansyan's command to the letter, it did however partially obey "Stupid bird! Blast the red clad demonic back to hell!" Vaansyan shouted with a mix of sheer terror and enthusiasm at his success. The massive beast lit up the skies with red orbs of demonic power, before hurling them all at Ken, with terrible aim however, sending several to Tansen and Victoria's way, as well as into random buildings. "Bloody bird! My boss is so going to behead me for this!-" He was interrupted again, as a potent yellow light reached up all the way to tallest of clouds in the distance, bright enough to night the sky with yellowish hue. "I believe... that is Utoko... a human settlement if I recall correctly." The demonic bird interpreted his curiosity as an order to go there, propelling itself with its wings, before gliding his way to Utoko, that was burning in yellow power. Vaansyan could only gracelessly scream in panic, as the ground began getting distant.

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Asher's icy eyes followed the floozy woman as she exited from the bar, crimson racing down her slender arms like raindrops on a window pane. Though the excuse that followed was supposedly she was afraid of blood, the Elfen boy did not believe such a minimalistic idea. She seemed to be far too traumatized from the situation than a usual person would. This was also extremely dangerous for Ken, as Ash took into consideration his vampire and demonic side. It was likely to trigger something, and maybe he would be searching for something more dangerous than a kiss. The brunette clenched his fist tightly, wondering if now was time to get him out of the area before it was too late.

The Elf found a pair of eyes gazing towards him; it was the masked being, who seemed to be muttering quietly to himself. Ash allowed his own pair of pupils to lock with his, curious as to why he suddenly had gained his attention. With a glass meeting his lips and the bitter orange rushing down his throat he recoiled his gaze, somewhat feeling uncomfortable.

Then of course, everyone went to comfort the lady, as well as Kenpatichi. The red coated male strode out the door, clearly following her scent. "Shit..." Ash cursed under his breath before getting to his feet and following after the fool of a Leader. Utopia snarled and continued behind him, pouncing along in wide steps with little effort at all. However, being a Elfen boy had its disadvantages, unlike any vampire or demon Asher could not sense the wounded female. He was lucky to have such a predictor as a Guardian. "Topi seek!" He ordered, grabbing at her scruff and leaning across her back, the felines paws pounding hard against the cobble stone.

When Ash finally arrived, he just managed to catch a glimpse of his Leader vanishing into a red mist...

"GOD DAMMIT!"

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Ashen was unsure what exactly to do. He had no clue where exactly Kenpatchi had wandered off to and what state of mind he was in; sure enough he could ride around on Utopia and reach a destination with in minutes, but with no idea where he was suppose to be headed, the Elf was clean out of ideas. Ash swung his legs over the white tigers back and slid onto the ground finding himself confronted with the bloody female and the snow haired man who felt like he had a lot of dominance emitting from him. He reminded the solider greatly of his own leader...

The man looked up, briefly acknowledging him, before returning his attention back to the wounded lady. Ash smirked lightly, deciding to take the whole situation as a joke even though it was not that amusing. "It's cause of my lack of boobs, isn’t it?" His silky voice laughed whilst cocking his head in a child like fashion at shadow and shrieking cries from the sky above. What the!?

"Move out of the way pointy-ears...I am in no mood to deal with more idiots tonight.."

Again he just smiled lightly, clearly underestimating the woman and deciding not to take her too seriously. "Cute nicknames you have for me there. Do you have any for your lover boy?" Ash asked smugly, referring to Ken. "Did you make him run away?" Noticing the blood on her forehead he paused for a second, pressing his pale lips to a fine line in thick thought. "Or did he hurt you and leave before he ended up taking it too far..." The Elfs voice lowered greatly, whispering in a barely audible tone.

"Then again I could get a nice new fur coat out of this..."

Utopia snarled loudly as the lady leaned forward and took a aggressive step towards her, but before she had chance to attack or be scolded by Asher, the woman pounced forward with a blade headed towards the auburn haired males throat. With instinct he leapt to the left, just missing his throat by less than a second. "How rude..." Though his comment was full of sarcasm, a cold and serious expression has fell upon his handsome face. The elf drew his blade, eyes locked upon his opponent, questioning why she had a reason to fight him. "You should learn some manners little bitch, maybe I would obey then. Did your boyfriend say where he was going? I have places to be too you know..."

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Vaansyan had calmed down by know, hearing the whispers of the wind all around him, he could swear they spoke to him. But then again, everything seemed to speak to him at any other time on any other day as well. He was not relaxed however, not at all, he was tense, but calm. The bird demon he had summoned earlier was still obeying his will. But much like a persons loses strength from holding a heavy object, the soul of the demon was slipping away from his grasp... little by little, he knew that if he let go of it, it would go rampant. He had regained control of the bird for a second, he tried to steer it back from the yellow glare, but the demonic bird disobeyed his orders. Here is when he began to consider the prospect of dying in the middle of flight, thinking this he commented "It would not be the first time..."

Despite his undead life being at jeopardy, he was not distressed, because his friends were alright. And from a twist of fate, it turned out the Red clad, white haired demonic man was not after them to hurt them, vanishing in red mist. He thought out loud "This could have gone a lot worse... oh wait... what am I going to do about this demon!... if I survive." He then released a mad cackle, before crossing his legs and enjoying the sight as much as he could from the strain. This went on for about twenty minutes on the air, until he was magically exhausted from keeping the demon's soul controlled. He was really distressed this time "... This is insane! Why in the name of the gods did I summon this stupid bird! I could've just waited and caused a milder distraction!" He released a frustrated scream to the air. Before looking to the ground.

"A lake! Salvation!" He was overjoyed at the sight. He may be quite out of his minds, but by no means suicidal, he took the chance he figured would be the only one the gods would give him to save his merry ass. So he took a deep breath, and jumped, releasing a warcry as he was falling, the warcry became increasingly distressed as the ground got nearer. It ended as a truly frightened feral squeal. He jumped with his legs ahead of himself. On his way down he quickly summoned phantasmal sphere around him to keep him safe. The impact was strong, it would've been stronger without the protective bubble, but by no means strong enough to break a limb or anything of that magnitude. Upon swimming out of the lake, rather confused, he shifted his glance around, and found a figure, soaked in black and white fluid. To a stranger it would've been completely unknown what that liquid was. But not to him, he squealed in joy "Angel blood! Alchemical power ready or not here I come!" He eagerly walked to the wounded boy like a child after candy, giggling as he got close.

He examined the poor soul "... He's still alive... wonder who he is..." He took out a healing potion he had mooched out of victoria, and gently applied it to the boy's forehead. "Don't worry lad, you will be alright soon." He spoke gently to the still unconscious soul, and waited...

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Alex woke up from his unconscious sleep the demon and angel blood met on the floor. "God damn it, my clothes are soaked in demon and angel blood." He said that a bit weakly, but his body was recovering slowly and efficiently. "Oh and thank you, without you I would've been dead by now." He had no idea that angel blood had a lot of alchemical power, of course he didn't know that angel blood mixed with demon blood had even more power. He used a basic healing spell on himself and managed to get most of his strength back, although he wouldn't be summoning any dragons for a couple of hours. Daniel's soul was half demon and half angel, to some people this would be seen as a crime against angels and demons both. Although there were hardly and demons to bother him now, but angels could be just as mean when it comes to the only hybrid in history. He summoned a horse for himself and stopped when he noticed something. His bed was destroyed "Oh god, this is terrible. How could my hometown be destroyed?" He didn't really care that his town was destroyed, he just cared that the most comfy place to sleep was destroyed. "Now where am I supposed to sleep?" He thought about this for a second before remembering he had company. " Oh right I forgot you were here. Do you know of any towns that wouldn't mind an angel and demon hybrid? It would be quite a help if you do know of any towns that do, you see my hometown was just destroyed. I'm guessing poor Rin is taking the destruction of the town harder then I am. I'll meet up with her later though." He didn't know who this man in front of him was, but he didn't feel threatened he already lost the only thing anyone could take away from him that he cared about, besides Rin. They took away his bed, the void the loss of his bed could only be filled by another bed of higher caliber. They couldn't really take down Rin, since she could fend for her own even without magic. He waited for a response to his question and remembered to tell the man something, at least he thought the person in front of him was a man. " Oh and don't get blown far away like I did, it's fun to fly I'll have to admit that though. The only bad thing about being blown up is that you'll lose blood and would you mind taking some of the blood that's on the floor. I don't really have a container and I don't want to leave blood on the floor, it just doesn't blend in with the color scheme of this place."

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Vaansyan made a happy "Oooh!" sound when he saw the young angel wake up. He crossed his legs and said "Vaansyan is jealous of you good sir! Such fine blood you have, had I such a blood myself... I would not need to go out to look for potent core ingredients ever again." The wounded young man gave him his thanks, Vaansyan simply nodded, feeling proudly acknowledged by the compliment. He stared at the struggling angel before him with powerful curiosity. Without much of a warning, the angel cast a healing spell, to which Vaansyan instantly reacted "A healing technique?! I've thoroughly tried to achieve these in the past, and I never, never have succeeded..." he was slightly frustrated at how nonchalantly the angel cast the healing spell.

His frustration was short lived however, he felt as if his heart had skipped a beat, except his heart had been replaced by dragon soul powered artifact a long time ago. He stared in shock at the destruction that desolated the former city. The angel did not seem impressed in the slightest, he commented about how his highest concern was having his bed destroyed. Vaansyan was shocked at the destruction himself "Say... Vaansayn has seen plenty of demons in his life... but this... this is something Vaansyan did not think was possible..." He stopped walking, and commented with dread in a very serious tone "Hey angel, whatever did this... was it... a creature of a sort that has never been seen before? Whatever it is, we must do something about it! It could happen again at any moment now. As an angel, I am sure this does not surprise you one bit, but such destructive power could very well completely wipe out this world..." He considered what had happened, what the typical jobs of the Shikaku were, compared to this, the risk level in their usual activities could be considered safe. He thought out loud "Boss, Victoria and I can handle ourselves... We are usually a cut above most our enemies..." He looked straight into the angel's eyes "What's your name friend?" Before the angel could answer he continued "And also... I may have accidentally released a mad demon out in the open... so if any of your friends are still alive... we might want to get going and make sure they stay that way, as the demon has completely freed himself from my hold over his soul... he'll be paying this ruined city a visit sooner than later I think..." He saw to the skies with concern on his eyes and continued "And we better take shelter before it does... it is a strong one..."

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"A demon you say? Is it that bird that flew overhead just now? If you don't want it could I perhaps use it's feathers to make a new pillow?" He sincerely hoped that he could use the birds feathers, but he didn't really feel threatened. Usually demons wished to use him for their advantage, since he had demon and angel blood. "Oh and I myself am a demon and angel hybrid, and my name is Alexander Angelus Doudecim." His tolerance to pain came from this fact. "I'm going to go look for my friend now. His locket swung as he got up, it was the only object that he would kill to keep. He created two horses. "I would've summoned a stronger creature, but I feel a bit weak at the moment." He got on the horse and rode to the location his eagle was at. He passed a house of a neighbor and stopped and got off of his horse. He approached the sobbing neighbor and asked him a question. " Excuse me, but do you know what condition Rin is in?" The man didn't pay one bit of attention to Alex, since he was sobbing over the death of his family. "You know it's quite rude to ignore someone." He said that and got back on the horse he summoned. "Hah, I remember something funny, once this vampire tried sucking my blood, oh god you should've seen the look on his face when he saw that I was part angel and demon. " Alex didn't know why he found this funny, instead most people would find the fact that a vampire almost fed on them scary. "Oh and that explosion sent me flying, it was amazing to be able to fly for a bit." Alex said that smiling that he got to fly, completely ignoring the fact he almost died from blood loss.

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Being a immature teenager on the brink of adulthood, as well as housing the ever curious cub demon inside of him, Sani had the tendency of roaming around like one. Curious, always eager to explore and never able to stay in one area, be it a plain or a city, or even a small town, for more than an hour. And so he ended up in the ruins of Utoko after wandering around too much. A nap was underway after he had made a few investigations on the demolished town, trying to find survivors. But investigations weren't his thing, and eventually he got bored and slept on a spoiled mattress he found lying somewhere.

That was before a huge freaking shadow of a bird crossed him, accompanied by some kind of shrill chirping. His nap disturbed, Sani woke up with a few grumbles and rubbed his eyes. On cue, Moon crawled out from his vest pocket squeaking with alarm. If the ever sensitive Moon was alarmed... then that thing that flew above him was a...

"DEMON!" he spun around just in time to see a large bird demon flying around. As if hearing his voice, the bird demon spun around, fixed it's burning red eyes on the young Demonic and descended into a dive straight for him.

"Oh...Oh...that is one...huge..." he muttered to himself as the bird got bigger and bigger as it got closer, before he yelled and dodged the sharp talons. "BIRD!"

The demon took off into the skies again and the force of the gust being made by its wings kept Sani from getting back on his feet. Moon crawled back into her little pocket-home, and Sani could feel her shivering through his cloths. After the gust subsided, Sani got back onto his feet and looked around for the demon. Then out of nowhere, he caught two talons in the chest with the force of a truck and was elevated high into the air before crashing back down. He had managed to keep a hand on his vest pocket, effectively protecting Moon from the talons.

"Thank goodness..." he muttered as he heard Moon squeaking her gratitude, but his guarding hand and arm was beyond recovery by normal means. The flesh was torn and flapping all over the place, black, red and somehow, yellow and orange blood was pouring out from it like a fountain. "Oh...that's hideous..."

He heard a dangerous chirping noise and knew instantly that the demon had located him. He stumbled about trying to get up and finally got onto his feet. Boy...demons sure hated him, hated him enough to keep coming for him. He fumbled about for Faithful, his hand gun. By the time he pulled it out, he had to dodge the demon's talons and he ran off, trying to look for a good spot to start his counter attack.

There were two...no three people, or perhaps survivors nearby.

"HEY! GET AWAY! THERE'S A DAMNED DEMON UP THERE IN THE SKIES, HIDE!" he warned quickly, using his good hand, which was also the hand holding Faithful, to wave at them to run. When he was pretty sure he gave enough warnings, he spun around quickly and aimed at the diving demon. He fired a concentrated 'bullet' of fire, which slowly died out the higher it went. Apparently the fire 'bullet' could only travel a certain distance...and Sani only realized that now. He had never fought an aerial opponent before. With the flames dying out, the demon made somewhat a mocking chirp and tackled Sani straight in the chest with it's beak. Yet again, Sani's guarding hand never left his vest pocket, causing even more severe damage to his arm, as well as some fractures to his Demonic reinforced bones. His grip didn't loosen from Faithful, which was a good thing. However, he was thrown back yet again, this time, straight towards the ground in front of the three survivors and two horses.

"WHOA! Mind the hooves!" he called out as the unmounted horse reared up in surprise, nearly squashing Sani's head if he hadn't moved his head away in time. His injured arm was a large mess, flesh, black, red, yellow and orange all over the place, Sani wasn't surprised that he wasn't able to move it anymore. "Ah...Shame..."

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Vaansyan noticed the horses had just been summoned "A summoner! Well met!" He got his horse and continued "I am something of a summoner myself. Although I my expertise is a field of work sadly undervalued in Kuusou. If not quite straightforwardly hated" He released a maniacal cackle, snorting whilst laughing. He proceeded to pet the horse "Do you name your conjured friends? Alexander?" He looked to the beautiful green hills that could be seen in the distance, and gleefully noticed their contrast with the burning city, he then commented "What a pretty scenery, albeit a bit sad".

Alexander commented about wanting to use the demon's feathers as pillows, Vaansyan released a cheerful giggle "Well, if you do, be sure to send me a pillow myself!" He laughed potently for ten seconds. Before getting serious and resuming his conversation with Alexander "Although it might be best if we avoid picking a fight with it." He sternly looked to his newfound accolade and told him "I peeked into your soul when you were unconscious." He shifted his sight to the road ahead, noticing how the path was made of cobblestone, and made a pretty contrast with what remained of the cities formerly green roads. Vaansyan lifted his eyes from the cobblestone into the horizon, and then continued to elaborate for Alexander "I peeked into your soul friend. It is a unique soul I tell you, very rarely do angel and demon meet." he said soothingly, as if trying to be sensitive with the angel, considering such a union was scorned by both angels and demons, he then continued "But I also noticed it is restrained, bind to that lovely pendant on your neck."

He looked at the pendant "I could release it... or try at least... if you like of course, it is a lovely pendant after all" proposed nonchalantly. For the rest of the journey the Angel was commenting on some things that he had enjoyed, amongst which numbered being bitten by a vampire and being tossed by an explosion. Vaansyan was about to comment strange experiences from his life, not to fall behind, but immediately something caught his attention. "Huh? A strange presence... not exactly human... but not demonic either. Care to take a look?" He then jumped off of his summoned horse. And walked into the woods that stood near the edge of the road. He continued while saying "It is likely going to be a long walk, but it's probably worth taking a look at. I have never sensed a soul like this... Vaansyan is pumped at the prospect of finding something that could make him stronger!" He yelled with a nascent eager demeanor, there was power here unlike what he had ever seen "I wonder if it is sentient..." he spoke to himself. After a long walk, they finally found a girl, notoriously disturbed, crying by the shadow of a tree, he warned his companion, Alexander "There it is! Hmm.... be careful, it does look human, but the soul is not exactly human... not Vampirical either. In contrary, it seems the properties of this particular soul would act as a magnet for vampires, it is strongly pulsating." He sighed "And guess what mate... Vampires incoming... oh dear... and here I am without an undead thrall to protect me. Well, I am glad I am with an angel at a time like this" He laughed noisily, snorting whilst he did. "Prepare for contact Alex, here they come... thirty by the looks of it, Vampires all of them! I can't fight without a thrall, so you'll be on your own! Unless that girl cares to help us and put those twin swords to good use!"

He then heard "Demon-" he shifted his glance to another survivor "Oh bugger, just what we needed, the demon is here too!"

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"There it is! Hmm.... be careful, it does look human, but the soul is not exactly human... not Vampirical either. In contrary, it seems the properties of this particular soul would act as a magnet for vampires, it is strongly pulsating." a man said not far away and Rin's ears twitched at being called an it. Turning on the man, the golden essence surged around her more. Her eyes were taken over by a golden hue until she caught sight of the person she was depressed about.

"A-Alex!?" She yelled. She charged over in what seemed like a sentiment moment until she punched him extremely hard in the jaw, throwing him into a tree.

"You idiot! You insane idiot!! How the hell am I supposed to stay calm when you write your note to me in your own fucking blood!?" She yelled as she grabbed him by the collar angrily. Now, to normal people, this would seem like Rin was extremely pissed at her friend, but to her and Alec, this was Rin's only way of showing she cared.

"....Just... Be safe next time..... And don't you dare make me worry about you again!!" She yelled as she dropped Alex to the ground and handed him his bird.

"I believe this is yours...." She muttered.

Suddenly, Rin's ears twitched again as she looked up and saw a giant bird flying at them.

"What the hell....!? God damn it! Can't we get a break?" She questioned to herself as the golden hue lingered in the air around them.

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Blood dripped from his mouth "My blood tastes so strange." He didn't care that he was just punched into a tree, Rin wasn't hurt from the explosion. He turned to the necromancer with a serious expression " Never touch my locket or I shall tear you limb by limb till there is nothing left of your body. " He said this with a devilish look in his eyes, but this look and his anger quickly disappeared. "We should probably try and break the birds wings and someone will need to take care of the vampires." He used the blood that dripped from his mouth to cover the edge of his sword. "Oh and Rin, please don't punch me too hard. I don't think I'll be able to sleep much if I keep getting hurt." He said this as if it actually meant something important.

He let his summoned creatures disappear and summoned a fox to aid him in fighting the vampires. Pitifully the fox dies a painful death being mauled by vampires. "Should've expected this." He noticed he probably wont be much help against a vampire that is clearly faster then him. "Well, I am definitely not going to be able to help in this situation. I'm just not fast enough." Alex lays down and decides to sleep for a bit. "Wake my up later." He was now asleep, which was virtually impossible to wake him up from. The rest of the people there would not be able to count on him for help in fighting this horde of vampires. The demon was now looking at Alex and prepared to strike the hybrid going for the kill. If by some miracle the demon didn't kill him, someone else probably would for sleeping in the midst of this battle.

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Vaansyan released a panicked yelp when the vampires and the demonic bird first came to sight. He shifted his sight quickly throughout the surrounding land about hit. There was Alexander, who had completely forgotten about danger it seemed and gone to sleep after one of its summons got horribly killed. There was the mysterious girl with a unique soul, he spoke to himself "I hope she knows how to hold her ground against vampires!" He tried to hide behind her, bending his larger physique to try and fit behind her, pulling her in front of him with his gloved hands. He commented to her "I think the survivor is beneath the summoned horses! He might still be alive so don't neglect that! Well... its up to you now! Kill them, the vampires and the beast both!-" That's when he panicked for real and ran for dear life, letting out a stereotypical little girl shriek as he sprinted with his hands waving over his head "Bail! Abandon the angel and the wounded survivor, and the girl too!- who am I talking to then?-" He jumped to a nearby bush and hid in the leafs, making sure not to make a sound.

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Rin's eyebrow twitched as she heard the annoying masked guy... But he did say something that set her off. Vampires. She quickly whipped out her twin swords and started fighting off the vampires flawlessly, her golden essence surrounded her and attacked whatever she wasn't attacking. She was in the middle of fighting the vampires until she heard the bird demon getting close. Her eyes narrowed as she put her swords together and her essence surrounded it quickly. When she felt there was enough power, she slashed at it's general direction and her golden essence made a huge wave of destructive energy that wasn't going to burn out. As soon as she saw it going in the correct direction, she turned back to the vampires and continued fighting them. A pain slowly started to fill her mind and body as she continued fighting. Rin was starting to get to her limit.

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Alex woke up from his deep sleep, since the ground there was clearly uncomfortable and he needed a better place to sleep. His mind was clearer then before and his body was faster from getting rid of the lack of sleep. He grabbed his sword and cut his thumb to let some blood drip onto his sword. "I'm hoping this will do something, but Rin I don't want you exerting yourself." This was one of the times he acted serious, instead of his unpredictable normal self. He removed his locket from his neck, since he didn't want to stain it with vampire blood. A slightly insane smile spread across his face, but he wasn't going let his demonic insanity completely free. He didn't want Rin knowing the actual sort of monster he could be, like when he almost killed everyone in the orphanage he was in at age six. He grabbed a vampire by the neck and laughed in it's face, but he didn't care if it was scared of him or not. It would soon be a dead undead. All the rage in him allowed him to use his intelligence correctly. He cut the vampire's fangs off and stuck his sword through it's heart, where Alex's blood and the vampire's body met sizzled. The vampire screamed in pain at the blood burning him from the inside out. Alex wasn't very strong, but he knew exactly where to hit. He hit the heart, since it was the place where his blood could flow through the vampires veins easiest.

He did the same for some other vampires, but it wasn't very fast. "Now I remember why that vampire that bit me before was screaming in pain." He said that as if remembering a nostalgic memory. The suppressed demonic rage he had came out in this moment when he let loose his rage. Alex was truly a monster, but he never went into a murderous rampage without a good reason too. After killing a bit of the vampires using his blood, he became a bit lightheaded and was losing speed and rage, but at least he managed to kill a good amount of vampires. He returned to his normal state, or normal for him at least. "Vaanysyan use your necromancy, but don't fail this time." He was unable to properly stand, but he managed to allow Vaanysyan some subjects for his necromancy, that is if Vaanysyan could handle this. There was still a bit of vampires coming towards them, but they could probably handle them. Hopefully.

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Vaansyan watched from amid the bush, he noted to himself "so... that was the light I saw from earlier!" He suppressed a laughter to avoid detection, for the duration of the long and bloody fight, he extended his gloved hands and channeled his magic to the grass under the bush. He really put his all into the following spell, a very, very long spell to cast, he commented "I am glad I took a sample of the angel's blood! I never imagined he would be this powerful!... and what's more here are two other beautifully prefect ingredient! The girl's power is completely unique!... and the boy-" he directed his eyes towards the survivor they found earlier, who had gotten up and was firing pure magic projectiles from his guns, fighting intensely. He maintained his gaze on the boy and spoke to himself "... if Vaansyan is not mistaken... that soul belongs to the Sun Lion! Of course it does!" he cackled with happiness.

He watched the three, fight fiercely "Impressive! They are all really strong!" He peeked again from a slit in the bush, he could see fierce swings charged with a yellow spiritual power coming from the girl. And he noticed Alexander's wrathful strength, all pleasantries had gone out the window when his friend's life was in danger. All the while the survivor boy released his massive power, hidden away in both his soul and one of the sun lion.

Vaansyan tried to keep an eye out for trouble while the three others fought fiercely. "This is not enough..." Vaansyan noted, while his hands shook from the sheer amount of power coming from them, which created a cryptic purple flare of ethereal fire around his hands that noisily thundered powerfully, and flowed with impressive strength into the arcane magic seal he was casting, resembling a circle with the symbol of a snake. He was slowly blacking out from exhaustion, thing which was extremely rare, for Vaansyan was prodigy when it came to enchanting and arcane runes. The spell was finally complete, he then released it, a massive purple flame covered the bush, but burnt nothing, then it faded, for the flame was merely the byproduct of a powerful spell of a different sort "Soul snatchers, today you go free! Feast my dear children!" He exclaimed, as snakes of pure purple black magical power, slithered away to the battlefield.

The snakes approached his allies, who were to distracted fighting a horde of vampires and a berserk demon to notice. "Here goes nothing-" Vaansyan thought out loud, as his soul snatching minions sneaked through his friends backs and painlessly and noiselessly bit them in the back of the neck, draining as much of their magic power as possible. "...Their souls can't be taken so easily... they are too strong. But the magic they generate has just about the same properties, except they can regenerate it! So no harm done in the long run." He giggled maniacally, before remembering he was hiding and shut up immediately.

The purple snakes used some of their recently stolen magical power to fade to near invisibility, slowly fading from sight. For the long battle, his friends grew tired faster than usual, a huge amount of their magical reserve energy was being leeched by soul snatchers. Something happened that surprised him though, without noticing it herself, Rin split the demon bird in half with a powerful airborne magical cut, as a result, the demonic bird burned in black fire, before converting into a rose and a dead pigeon, the containers Vaansyan had used. Vaansyan shuddered at the sight "...I am so going to regret this... boss... you better reward Vaansyan for this..." His soul snatching minions returned engorged with overwhelming amounts of stolen magical fuel from his comrades. He then mixed all the power he had found to summon a long dead ghost.

He heard the angel say "Vaanysyan use your necromancy, but don't fail this time.". Vaansyan got up from the bush, ears ringing from exhaustion from the spell he was casting, and warned his newly found friends "I am sorry Alexander. And I am sorry too lady..." he said looking at the newly found girl with glowing yellow power. And then turned to the survivor armed with two guns "Kid, I deeply regret this...". During his fight with the Leader of the Chikyuu no Mirai, Kenpachi, a long time ago, he managed to search his soul, and found out about the many people he had killed, those souls were bound together by a string of despair and vengefulness. It was fairly easy for him to remember the one who stood the most in Kenpachi's scarred memories, a female vampire who had long betrayed him, thing which lead to Kenpachi's father figure's death, as well as Kenpachi being possessed by a demon and henceforth becoming a demonic.

He used the collective magic he had stolen from all his accolades during the fight, and pulled from the depths of the realm of the dead every unforgiving soul he could muster, who Kenpachi had killed, bound them with the soul of the female vampire, whom he could enthrall safely. He lost all strength in his own reanimated body as the portal to the world of the dead was opened, which released a thundering roar as it was pried open, which caused his body to fall flatly on its knees, but he still managed to keep his hands bursting the combined stolen power from all three survivors. The noise of such a spell was overwhelming, but he successfully pulled the soul of the lady vampire alongside with the string that held all the souls he was able to withdraw that Kenpachi had killed while they yet lived, and who had not yet forgiven him. A massive mix of yellow, white and red from all the stolen magic from his accolades lit the land with an orange hue, as a small noisy tornado of their combined magical strength knit together a spectral body for the revived souls to use.

Vaansyan, stood up with fiery determination on his eyes "Ladies and Gentlemen, you have all dug your own graves, you are exhausted! And it is your own magic that has made this undead specter's being possible. You might as well surrender now... my boss will want to speak to you very soon, and you people have a lot of answers to deliver to us."