Arian Osilon's Story

Arian was already awake long before the sun rose, choosing to spend her time seated on her flimsy bed and revel in the dark. The night was her element, where she felt the most comfortable, and since she didn't need much sleep, she spent most nights looking out of the tiny window at the night sky. Her cell was small but neat, as she hated anything dingy. Her cell mates were sound asleep, and she could clearly hear their soft breathing, and the rise and fall of their bodies. She loved the prison at night, it was quiet and peaceful, and she could finally relax.

As the sun rose, the tiny room was slowly filled with an orange glow, the sunlight filtering in through the window. Soon after, her cell mates awoke, to which she responded with a look their way. Arian retreated to a darker part of the cell, where she kept her small stash of books. She might be cold hearted, and in short emotionless, but that didn't stop her from enjoying books. Opening up a novel, she passed away some time, completely ignoring the other two as they milled around in the room. They didn't dare bother her, one could never expect what kind of response she would give. It was never good.

One of the prison guards opened the door of the cell, the metal door swinging open with a creak. "Breakfast!" he said gruffly, not meeting her eyes. She stood up in a fluid motion, and exited the cell. She walked into a shadow, and it engulfed her till she was no longer there. She reappeared at the entrance of the cafeteria, and walked in. She scanned the room, sizing everyone up. Grabbing some food, she took her tray and walked towards the center of the large cafeteria.

Her eyes landed on her gang leader, Diana, and she quietly sat down across from him. Many people were afraid of him, his very gaze could freeze a person in their place, but it amused her. She did gain respect for him when he became the leader of the alphas soon after he arrived. Her gaze shifted to the pair standing there, a girl and a young man. From what she knew, the girl was an alpha like her, and the other was a beta. Arian regarded them with a blank stare, before turning her attention to her food. Whatever was going on here, she didn't want to get in the middle of it unless she was needed.

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Nyx's eyes widened when they wanted to punish her. The shadows started to take form at the sound of a threat, silently hissing and snarling at the people whom wanted her punish. She found comfort in the Reaper being there along with her friends. She was surprised when the Alpha wanted to see her kitten and Nyx nodded her head knowing not to say no. She moved around Reaper to hand the shadow kitten over. But it decided it didn't want to leave the warmth of her arms as it clung to her. Gently Nyx removed the kitten that meow in protest until she handed it over to the Alpha.

Worry filled her chest, afraid that he might hurt her little friend. As if they could sense it the shadows kept a close eye on the Alpha, not wanting Nyx to stress so much. To relax her two other shadow beasts appeared. One of a large tiger and the other of a puppy. While the puppy floated into Nyx's arms the tiger shadow pounced onto the table and laid down, watching the Alpha study the kitten, its tail flicking in the air. The kitten hissed at the puppy in jealousy but didn't move from its spot.

"I am sorry about my friends, they just worry" Nyx said softly hoping the Alpha wouldn't get mad about the tiger on his table. It wasnt like Nyx had any control over them, that was not her power. Nor could they really be control because they are shadow demon beasts not shadows and darkness. These shadows have been with her since day one, always protecting her, they were her friends.

He thought it was just the most precious little thing. How amusing, He actually feels for the unfeeling corpse Babble mused amidst his thoughts. "Leave her out of this?... Oh! You mean the conversation? Don't be silly, she couldn't hear us all the way over where she is." It was actually a bit hard for Babble to keep tabs on her position. His sonar imaging only goes so far and he can only really tell her apart at the range she is at now by her voice. Being a person of few words makes her difficult at times.

Kenji wasted a bit more of his time with wasteful words before getting to the point. He was starting to catch on but a noisy person was still a noisy person, that aspect of his personality never disappeared. Babble knew by in he meant a part of his plan to get revenge on his sister. Normally a feud such as this would be a waste of good vibrations but if there was one thing he liked to do most it was sewing chaos and disorder. Kenji was a creature of structure and hierarchy but he was also one bent on revenge. He fully intended to give Kenji the opportunity, but it was not all he'd get.

"Dooo I waaant in? That depends." By this moment he was fully aware of Arian's presence. She was about as obvious to him as the walls around them as she approached the door, quipping her little quips. "Revenge and Ascent are more exclusive of each other than you would assume. Tell you what," He paused in the middle of his sentence. He began walking normally towards the door where Arian was standing an active listener to their supposedly private conversation.
"Discuss your differences of opinions with this kind eavesdropping Alpha and I'll consider your radical rambunctious ideas more randibillously." Babble was no longer just speaking in Kenji's voice, he was speaking in Arian's voice at the same time. Both their voices played alongside each other, synchronized perfectly so that their voices overlapped as he spoke. It was a little thing he liked to do when he had more than just one audience.

"Trust you, that is to say me, when I say Korogu will not be the only corpse when all is said and done." He added, their voices slanting his words with a sinister tone as he was exiting the room. Just as Babble passed Arian he gave her a friendly wink and a wry smirk. "Snitches get stitches." His voice was only Arian's now. His last words in her voice were audible to Arian alone, the sound simply disappearing before it could leave her ears so no one else could hear what was said.

Shuffle shuffle.

Babble jetted down the hall and away, his body making a cartoonish gunshot sound like in those Road Runner & Wily Coyote cartoons when the Road Runner zips away. He left the drag king to decide little miss peeks-a-lot's fate while he went and worked on more useful leads. Kenji was a fun little project but real chaos was the stake he had in this large chess game he was playing with the warden. Kings, bishops, knights, pawns, it was all obvious to him what game the warden was playing. He harkened back to his memories of the doctor who did have somewhat of a fondness for chess. A man who prided himself on his psychology simply could never resist the chance to pit his abilities in psychological warfare against an opponent on the strategic battlefield. Of course, a man with a pride to wound mostly found his opponents among the patients back in the asylum seeing as how he knew their foibles and how to exploit them. If there was one thing Dr. Ritter liked more than his reputation it was winning. To that man, everything was a game... Including Babble's sanity.

Back on topic he arrived at an interesting scene. Several humans gathered into what seemed to be a large dueling circle. Winter, the wolf who cried freedom, had battled for a liquid prize most blue. He had heard the ring master's speech on the topic of the blue potion even from where he was back inside the main prison structure. Babble himself couldn't care less for poisons but he was most interested in Winter's success. Poison a girl and you get a rather ill girl. Give a poison bottle to a girl and she becomes a living poison grenade who puts herself and everyone around her at mortal risk should he will it at any point. Oh yes, he was interested indeed.

Amongst the audience of this fight he did detect the tell tale absence of life affixed to a human form which limited the number of applicants quite a lot.

Out of the undead fellows roaming this prison there are Korogu and Frank. The form to this figure is female so unless Frank's picked up some interesting new parts I'd place my money on Korogu. Goody! I've use for a quiet one.

He leaned against a wall far off from the gathered crowd and watched the scene unfold. He'd speak to the breathless somebody when it would be the most amusing. For now he simply watched Winter trade goofy googly eyed stares with Stiffy Mckillagain. The only human with all the words bid his time and spoke none.

Nyx's eyes popped open at the sound of loud voices and she got up off the soft grass, surprising her shadow friends as she left the room and went down the hall. She was kinda surprised to see a gathering of people.
"Alright who's next?" a gruff male voice asked and many males put their hands up.
"You!" the gruff voice growled and the crowd cleared a path for Nyx to see he was pointing at her. To double check she pointed her finger at herself and he nodded. Nyx gave him a confused look but shrugged in agreement. Beside's its not like he was even going to reach her before he fell down dead.
Growling he revealed a sword and charged but he didnt even make it half way to her before his body started to writhe before everyone's eyes and he fell down dead. Her headache grew a little bit worse but she was still fine. All the human males looked at the man in shock before lifting their heads to her, fear in their eyes. Nyx sighed sadly. She didnt want people to be scared of her but he didn't challenge her. It was his fault he was dead. His soul drifted from his body to her's and she sighed quietly in relief when some of the pain went away.
"Snack" her bell like voice chimed as her shadow tiger and wolf rushed forward and attacked the dead body, the crunching of bones and ripping of flesh filled the room as death grew thick in the air. She really should have warned that guy.

Kenji was startled as babble told him to deal with an Alpha spy, he used the voices of himself and the shadow, Arian.
He knew well enough about what he wanted him to do as the near silent handless human dashed like the flash would. "Strange guy isn't he, but we do have something in common we hate spies." Kenji scowled at the Demon-Dark Angel hybrid, from what he had heard she could manipulate shadow and time. "From what I hear this wont be an easy fight, but then again you are an alpha." Good thing for him this was an enclosed and dark environment, she would have unlimited shadow to control but Kenji had trained in caves half of his life how to use your senses like hearing and smell to replace your eyes. "Should I start this little duel then?" He used the same technique that he used against Koro, he spat smoke making it hard to see or breath. In the confusion he was able to slip behind Arian but did not make any attempt to attack. Instead he shut the heavy IRON door shut. Once the smoke cleared he was where she was the room was dark slightly damp but his flames would eat away the moisture of the air soon enough.

After hours of nightmarish sleep in her dark cell, Kurieji stumbled out. God it was fucking bright out. She shielded her eye and moved her hand upwards towards the sky, causing shadows to rise up and engulf part of the sky in darkness temporarily. It wasn't completely dark, it was just like really dark stormclouds were covering the sun, only without an actual storm. Uncovering her remaining eye she looked at a shadow tiger and wolf eating a man's corpse. She grinned at the sight.
Digging into her hoodie pocket, she pulled out a cigarrette she rolled earlier from a box and a lighter, lighting it and placing the lighter back into her pocket. Placing the cigarette to her lips she inhaled then exhaled the smoke, relaxation running through her body, afterwards walking over to a corner. Kure sat down and pulled her knees towards her, enjoying the sensation of the marijuana she was smoking. She made a couple rings and watched as they drifted peacefully up, eventually evaporating. She exhaled, smoke pouring out of her mouth, and decided to practice her skills with the Shadows. She made henchman, played around with moving the Shadows, and breathed it, eventually stopping.
Glancing around she spotted Babble. As much as she despised the thought of liking someone, she found him intriguing.
Suddenly, she dropped her cig and clutched her stomach, nausea had just slapped her hard in the face. Standing up, still clutching her stomach, she walked away from the corner, not wanting vomit to linger around it.
Away from people, she stopped as she felt the contents of her stomach being forced up to her mouth. Dropping to her knees, the contents spilled out of her mouth, she was coughing and gagging as she tried to get the shit out.
When she was done, she went to go rinse her mouth out then returned with a bottle of vodka. She sat back down in the corner she was at before, feeling fucking awful. Leaning her head up against the wall, she took a big swig of the alcohol, then rested her head on her knees which she was hugging.
Kure sighed. This was life, for now..

He smiled as Arian began to connect with the shadows, if the rumors were true she didn't just control shadow but make the shadow an extension of herself. "I guess you can feel we're I am since this room is basically pitch black!" He smiled he was surrounded it would be easy for her to crush him in a shadow fist and leave. "But do you really think I would close the door and make the room dark if it wasn't going to help me out?" Kenji enveloped his body in scales as to protect him from the heat. Kenji created a small flickering flame on the tip of his fingers, even though the flame created a minuscule amount of light the shadows still retreated ever so slightly. "I guess I have to sleep it out for you I can create fire at will, and with fire comes...Light!" Kenji burst into flames not hurting himself but lighting most of the room up. "You can't use your shadow if it can't even touch me! This is going to be more than a 'little duel' no one leaves until a victor stands." He turned around and used his flames to weld the good shut. He turned back to Arian still aflame. "By the way this will be timed since this room is completely sealed up now and flame eats away the oxygen in the air, unless you can breath smoke." Kenji threw four flame orbs in each corner and one in the center of the room to light it up. He took keen notice of the shadow lines in between the orbs. Kenji's body fire went out, he decided if she wouldn't use her magic neither would he. "Let the real fight begin Angel!" He ran at her like he was going to attack with his fists but instead he planted his right foot kicking her right shin with his left leg. He continued in a furious combo by slowing her on the right temple then punching her with his right hand in the mouth, quickly spinning counter clock-wise. He posted his left foot in between hers and gave her 'the ol right hook' tripping her too the ground. "This is the fury of a dragon but I never expected it would be so easy. He turned around and started for the sealed up door. "Pathetic, and with so much talk."
(Hell na this fight ain't over till Arian says its over)

Kenji was pinned down staring death in the face he was frightened dreadfully. Is this the end he thought have I come all this way simply to die at the hands of one of his sisters underlings. No! It wouldn't end like this not in some rusty cell... "Crunch!" The sound was horrific as his bones broke and his skull cracked. His very soul was flooded with insane pain, but only for a brief second. All feeling faded his heart rate slowed from rapidly beating to barely at all. And within a couple of seconds he was gone.
He woke up to pure light he heard a great voice booming, he reding issue who it was but could not make it out. "Father?" His voice was weak and feeble. "Son why are you here? Your time has not come yet!" he saw his father but he didn't seem as big as he remembered in fact he was smaller than Kenji. "Son you shall know the truth and benefit from it greatly. In truth you are more a dragon than that wretched sister of yours, your Mother was no human she was indeed Nalith, I committed treason by bedding the kings wife. You have the blood of a royal dragon inside of you. I told your sister, she was in-raged and killed me for it." The light started to fade, "The great dragon gods of our people have decided to give you a second chance now go on kill Yuiama." He went back to reality his body repaired itself bones mended themselves as his heart started beating switch more vigor than before. His weak orange and silver Scales fell off, being replaced by crimson and gold they were sturdy and thrice more powerful. He grew giant claws of black. His stature grew to almost breaking through the ceiling he was eight feet tall just lying on his tummy. "It will take more than that to kill me, I am the Dragon king!!!" He roared furiously and spoke to her using thoughts. The very ground shook and the sound thundered across the entire prison(sorry babble).

Arian was thrown off of Kenji, an she shielded her eyes from the light emanating from the Tranformation. As it was completed, she looked at him without a shred of emotion. Dragon king huh? This should be interesting. Slowly getting up, she resubmeeged her consciousness with her shadows.

Kenji shouted fire in Arian's direction, he used an ancient technique known as dragon fear. Arian froze in her track, he stared her in he eyes she was obviously not afraid. Though he towered over her. And she was about to be consumed by flames to boot.