The Mirror World

"I'll tell you what happens cub. You know the rules right. Anima can't fight anima. Dreamers can't fight Dreamers. That is, unless the Admin lets that be. Now I want you to think of this. If your on no ones side. Then who's on your side? Hehehhe." Killan explained. "No one. Hahaha. You will be hunted by the weakling trying to pose a threat to you and as you just saw when that rogue anima attacked you, your dreamer went down. Why? Not at his full power. Right now I believe both are sharing power until you pick a side. Can you even use an element yet. Hehehe. It'd surprise me if you could cub. Don't worry about us. We don't hunt those that are week and can't pick a side because of his attachment to his Dreamer and Anima. Picking the Dreamer side is the only way we will hunt you." The wolf smiled. "And eat you."
"So we done here or what. These guys are boring. They had to use a weak little gun to kill a weak little anima. If the anima was smart he would've stayed with his human. At least then a human tool wouldn't work on him. Whatever though. I don't care."
"Agreed cub. We have a battle to attend. Let's go." Ganien hopped on the wolf and stuck his hand out to Roselle offering a ride. "You ever rode a wolf before? Their preety fast."

The winged Anima loosened his grip on Roselle, allowing her to choose whether to ride on the wolf or not. The young woman smiled softly at Corvus before nodding politely at the trio of human, Anima and Dreamer. Roselle stepped out of her Anima's grip, taking hold of Ganien's hand. "I don't believe that I have ever had the pleasure, but fast sounds fine to me." She tilted her head to the side slightly, "where would it be best for me to sit?"

"Behind me of course." Ganien said thinking it was obvious. "Unless you want to drive. Hehe. Then you'll sit in front of me. You see all you have to do is grab his fur. Twist it around you hands and move your hips so you don't fall. Just like a horse without a saddle." Ganien explained to her.
Killan growled. "Can we just go. If those guys don't show up I want to go back to the battlefield again. I'm getting hungry."
"Me too, but that's life. I have to wait to go home to eat so you have to wait."
"Don't make me kill you cub."
"Just eat that dead anima over their." Ganien suggested.
"No you fool. That thing probably taste like dung. I'm not touching it. Now lets go."
"Well are you ready. Whether you drive or not we'll go where ever you want. So... Battle ground or waiting for Others. What will it be?" Ganien asked Roselle.

"I wouldn't let me drive anything, first time I tried driving a car I ended up crashing..." Roselle mused quietly, "so I guess that leaves me sitting behind you." She moved closer to the wolf Anima before climbing onto him, quickly grabbing hold of Ganien to help keep her in position. She felt slightly unbalanced and didn't quite trust herself to remain upon the wolf's back once they got moving. "To be honest, I don't really mind what we do." She smiled at the man in front of her, "and you didn't get a chance to bite me earlier." A quiet giggle escaped her mouth, her eyes closing for a moment as her masochistic urge crept up on her again. Unconsciously, her tongue trailed over her lips at the thought of pain before she realised that she was doing and looked down quickly to hide the dark smile that was appearing on her face.

"You can't hide your heartbeat from me and its not even because I half good hearing. I feel it on my back. Those many beats may mean you excited by something. He let his left hand go and grabbed he had while moving. "Killan is a living thing. He basically drives his self. He said as he slowly put her had to his face. He gave it a light sniff. The smell of blood went down his snout, past his throat and into his lungs. He didn't sniff loudly just did what a normal person raised by spirit wolves would do. He looked up at Roselle. "If you want it that much my beauty. Than you can have it." He said referring to her actions and her smell not her facial features. She was pretty but so were allot of girls. He liked her cold demeanor and thought it was cute how she tried to hold it. He took his tongue and slid it down the palm of her hand to her arm and bit it gently and slowly. Feeling his fangs slowly puncture her skin. He stopped when he could taste the blood and slowly sucked at it.
'Hey Cub. Your not a Vampire. Wolves don't just bite. We eat.' Killan said in Ganiens head.
'Be quiet. I'm in my zone Alpha.' He sucked until there was no more spurts of blood coming out. He didn't bite a vein or an artery on purpose.

Roselle glanced up at him as he spoke, her mask dropping completely to show the desire for pain that lurked underneath. Her gaze followed his actions, eyes half closing as he bit into her skin, her own teeth biting her lower lip and drawing a small amount of blood from there as well. Her heartbeat and breathing quickened as the pain started in her arm and she found herself moving closer to him, craving more of the pain. The young woman's cheeks flushed red as her eyes completely closed, getting lost in the pleasure that pain brought her.

Ganein slowly raised his head feeling the blood in his mouth drip across his face. He's never had pleasure in biting a person before. Actually he rarely bit people at all. He wasn't a cannibal so he didn't eat humans like Killan. As he let the blood warm his throat he looked at Roselle. She was flushed in ecstasy and was coming closer to his face. He let his animal instincts take over and kissed her on the lips. First softly, then deeply. He wanted to share her blood with her. He wanted her to feel the feeling he was feeling. 'Is this love?' He thought.
'No it's lust.' Killan thought back.
'Whatever. You only live one life right.' He thought back to his anima while continually kissing him, pushing his thumbs in the wholes he placed on her with his fangs. Mostly to stop the bleeding. Somewhat to see what she would do if he did that.

Her eyes opened in surprise as she felt Ganien's lips pressing against her own. Returning the kiss, a soft moan slipped past her lips as the metallic taste of her blood hit her tongue. Her gaze turned to the bite on her arm as she felt him touching the wound, her eyes fluttering closed as a little more pain flared up there. Roselle slowly moved closer to Ganien, her free arm wrapping around him to keep him close.

Kazami and Lancelot watched at what was happening. "This place is filled with Bearers already." Kazami muttered, loud enough for Lancelot to hear.

The black knight nodded. "I agree." he said. "Should we continue observing?" he asked his Bearer, his eyes barely seen through his vizor.

Kazami thought for a moment. "Yeah, we should." he agreed, and the two continued watching.

"I'll tell you what happens cub. You know the rules right. Anima can't fight anima. Dreamers can't fight Dreamers. That is, unless the Admin lets that be. Now I want you to think of this. If your on no ones side. Then who's on your side? Hehehhe. No one. Hahaha. You will be hunted by the weakling trying to pose a threat to you and as you just saw when that rogue anima attacked you, your dreamer went down. Why? Not at his full power. Right now I believe both are sharing power until you pick a side. Can you even use an element yet. Hehehe. It'd surprise me if you could cub. Don't worry about us. We don't hunt those that are week and can't pick a side because of his attachment to his Dreamer and Anima. Picking the Dreamer side is the only way we will hunt you. And eat you." The Wolf Anima explained to Lucian. The Moderator stayed silent at this, even as the Anima left him to hunt down other Dreamers.

"Lucian. You alright?" Asher asked his Bearer.

"... I really do need to pick a side then, huh?" Lucian muttered. Damn... That really hit him. Nero and Asher thought simultaneously. Sighing, the Anima walked to the Bearer... and slapped him. "Oi." Nero said. "Are you going to watch or are you going to stand there and think about your life?"

"..." Lucian rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Fine...." The trio watched again as the events between the Dreamers and Anima play out. All the while though, Lucian is thinking about whether he should go to the Dreamer's side or the Anima's side.

"Moderators." Kazami muttered. "Always didn't like them too much." he added quietly. Lancelot looked at him. "You didn't get along with Moderators?" the black knight asked.

"You got that right." his Bearer said. "A Moderator killed my dad's Dreamer when he went into the war." he explained."That's why I can never trust them."

"I see......." Lancelot said, bowing his head, but not in grief, but in thought. "I really wonder how many people joined this war." he muttered.

"Hundreds. They don't know what they got themselves into." Kazami answered. "I guess......."

'Ganien. We need to get to the battlefield.' Killan said. Aggravated. 'Don't make your stupid human love on me.' He snapped.
Ganien gave Roselle one last kiss and licked the remaining blood off her cheek. He then turned back to the front. "Well then. Lets go." He said calmly. He couldn't get his animal urges. He wanted to kiss her more. No. More than that, but he was urging to fight as well. Maybe it wasn't animal instincts but Anima Instincts.

Evelyn's eyes reopened and she witnessed her dreamer drawing the dark tinted sword known as Artemis, despite the rules said for no fighting on the grounds of the two sides (unless on the battlefield, of course). The male dreamer always kept two swords by his side, even if he preferred to wield just one. The two weapons were based on ancient Greeks twin gods: Artemis and Apollo. The darker tinted one was Artemis, whom was heavier than the average sword and was intricately decorated with blue and black; The lighter sword which seemed as light as a feather was Apollo, often having great speed for striking yet dealt less damage than Artemis.

"Anima, Eve. They're around and active.." He said before raising an eyebrow. A gunshot rang out and there was silence. "One eliminated.." That didn't mean he could sheath his sword just yet, there were still many running about and he couldn't risk Eve getting hurt before the War began. He could even sense the Animas and how close they were, unfortunately, some apparently were in pairs or groups already. This worried him further now. Suddenly the sound of Apollo being unsheathed rang and Spencer turned to look at the thief, only to glare lightly at his misbehaving bearer.

"Come on, there may be dreamers needing help right now..." Evelyn walked along, hoping not to find dangers herself. Spencer bit the insides of his cheek, chasing after her as he scanned the area for Anima and Dreamers alike. It was then that he spotted one of the most unlikely of people. A moderator. He didn't have much to say about them, he respected them in the least. However, he still wanted moderators to pick their side soon or face consequences later.

Kazami looked at Lancelot. "Let's stay undercover." he said. The black knight nodded and covered both of them in a dark smoke. Lancelot's hand never left the hilt of Arondight, his dragon slaying sword.

Meanwhile, Administrator sat somewhere, Michael and Azazel with him. He smirked. "Well aren't they quite bloodthirsty." he said. Azazel nodded. "Yeah, they seem ready for war." the Leader of the Fallen Angels said.

"What about you, Michael? What do you think?" Administrator asked. The Archangel slowly nodded. "We can't keep them waiting longer." he said. "Otherwise they'd start killing each other in here."

"Yeah, Admin." Azazel agreed. They saw a smirk make its way to Admin's lips. "Then shall we begin?" he asked. The two nodded, drawing their swords. "Attention all Bearers!" Admin announced. "The first phases of this war is beginning! For those that want to fight now, head to the Battlefield, and those that want to think of plans first, head to your respective bases! Let the Mirror World's War begin!" he said proudly for all to hear.

Upon hearing Admin's words, Kazami smirked. "It's about time, Lancelot." he said. The black knight nodded. "Shall we go to the Battlefield now?" the Dreamer asked.

"Yeah. We've thought things through, didn't we?" Kazami answered. Lancelot nodded once more, and teleported to the Battlefield, waiting for the others to appear.

After the kiss finished, Roselle tilted her head backwards to look up at Corvus who was flying above them, raising an eyebrow at his annoyed expression. Sighing softly she shook her head a little before turning her attention to where they were headed.

Upon hearing that they could start fighting at the Battlefield now, a sinister smile grew on her lips. A fight sounded good right about now. She wanted to hurt something. Killing not so much, but perhaps she would be able to torture a Dreamer if she got the chance. She knew that Corvus would want to do that anyway. "Ganien? Are you planning on heading to the Battlefield first or to our base?"

'Grrr. More dreamers.' Killan alerted Ganien in his head. 'More people to kill.' He thought back smirking. 'So the battle has finally begun. Awsome.'

"Ganien? Are you planning on heading to the Battlefield first or to our base?" Roselle asked him. He could smell her eagerness like it was sprayed in his face. "Why go to the base. Anima's don't talk about important plans. All they'll say is that their ready to fight and start the bloodbath. Hahaha." He let out a short laugh.

"Personally, I need to eat something to clear my head of all the mushy lovey dovey activity that I have just witnessed." Killan growled. "I think Dreamer should be my next meal." He smirked as they went on to the battlefield.