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Adelajda Butler

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a character in “The Apprentice of Death”, as played by xLevesquex

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Addie Butler
|| FC: Eliza Taylor || Adelajda "Addie" Butler || Female || 22 years (when she died) || Bisexual || 75% Polish, 25% Irish ||

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Personality
Addie used to be a very simple girl, but her view on things completely changed when she lost her life in an incredibly horrific way. She'd always been a stubborn, headstrong girl with loud opinions, which definitely has not changed. She's as smart and clever as she always was and is still just as loyal to those she devotes her respect or friendship to. However, she is no longer the playful girl she once was and is instead a lot more serious and collected, she's much less cowardly than she was before and has become a courageous young lady. She's become a lot more rebellious than she ever was. Actually, she was never rebellious, the only rebellious thing she did was drink and her parents didn't care enough to stop her. She used to be a very bright, happy girl but is now clearly depressed and can really bring other people around her down at some of her worse moments. Finally, she's become a very pessimistic person. She used to be very positive, but like most of the rest of her, she changed.

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Strengths
Numbness to death
When it comes to taking lives, Addie doesn't really care. Of course, it's a bit of a different story when it's a victim of murder or child, or anything like that, but she will still go through with it and understands that life just works that way. And she somewhat enjoys bringing death upon those who, in her eyes, deserve it. It's a strength because she doesn't get all sensitive when it comes time to take souls.
Her ability
After much practice, she's become very skilled at her ability to manipulate any form of water. She can create form objects, make fog, make ice monsters and much more creative variations of her ability that she's come up with over time.
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Weaknesses
Alcoholic
Addie has always been in denial about her drinking habits and honestly, probably always will. She loves drinking and loves the way it makes her feel and wouldn't stop if her life depended on it. It doesn't make her violent or mean, so what's the harm?
Engagement Ring
While most people don't know why she wears the ring around her neck, she wears it because she misses her husband and thinks of it as a token of their love when really, thinking about it and feeling it's cold reminder against her skin all day just depresses her and makes her even more miserable than she already is, but she's too stubborn to take it off.
Dull
Addie has a rough, aloof attitude so it's sometimes hard to have a conversation with her because she's so distant and "un-eloquent". She's the very opposite of friendly and doesn't care if people like her or not, so she doesn't make that extra effort to be likable. It's hard to have a decent conversation with someone who acts like a brick wall.

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Hobbies
Playing the Piano
Though most of the time her grandma was drunk while playing the piano or teaching Addie, she still did it so brilliantly. Her grandmother could've chugged a litre of rum and still been able to perfectly nail a symphony. Pretty soon, Addie learned to play the piano amazingly as well but still never as good as her grandmother was.
Swimming
Addie has a new found love for swimming, for obvious reasons. When she's in the water, she feels so at peace and feels like she can be herself (whoever that may be). She manipulates the water so freely and dances with the stream. If you ever want to see Addie smile, catch her while she's in the water.
Re-organizing
Addie enjoys a change in scenery and loves decorating rooms, so she often changes her room around or switches up her style in clothing. It's more of a long term hobby, rather than something she does on a boring Saturday.

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Fears
Rapists
Her past is pretty self-explanatory as to why she now has a fear of rapists.
Fire
When surrounded by fire, it becomes very difficult for Addie to defend herself because her ability (hydrokinesis) contradicts completely with fire, leaving her vulnerable.
TBD

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Powers
Soul Collector
Can collect a person's soul by touching them with a bare hand.

Hydrokinesis
Has the ability to control water through physical movements and with the mind. Can manipulate water in all of its forms, whether that'd be solid, liquid, or gas. Over the past two or three years, she has learned how to heal wounds with her water abilities and is still studying her ability to see if she can't learn more things.

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Likes
-Spending time alone
-Decorating
-Scenery
-Art
-Alcohol
-Music
-Playing the piano
-Swimming
Dislikes
-People seeing her scar
-Thinking about her haunting past
-World War 2
-Nazis
-Rapists
-Fire
-Socializing in large groups
-Monsters

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Backstory
Despite her Irish last name, Addie was born in Vienna, Austria on September 1st, 1917 and moved with her family to Danzig, Poland in 1920 after WW1. Addie was raised in a very catholic home with her two parents, grandmother, three older brothers and one older sister. So, her family was middle class, white and catholic. Pretty typical family, right? There was also the added fact that her eldest brother was a rapist and her entire family drank, including herself, but that was behind closed doors. When they were all younger, the eldest brother would get all of his siblings (including Addie) to play house as an excuse to touch whoever he chose as his wife that day. Addie herself was only molested by her brother but her older sister and one of her brothers were raped by him. None of them ever said anything to their parents because he was always bigger and stronger than all of them and threatened to actually kill them. They just never talked about it to anyone else in the family or amongst each other and let it go on for years. Instead of talking about it, she drank, starting at the young age of eleven. Life went on normally besides that major problem and after she finished university, Addie was going to finally leave her home, move into an apartment in the city with her boyfriend of three years and become a certified nurse. Her life was set and she'd move on from her horrible past. However, everything changed the night of her twenty-second birthday. Her boyfriend proposed to her at her party and she gladly accepted, everything was going great. However, her twenty-second birthday was on September 1st, 1939, also the same day that Germany invaded Poland. And living on the very out skirts of Danzig, they were the first to go. Germans busted in her house and killed her grandmother first, then her mother, then her sister and then her brothers. This particular group of Nazis had no mercy at all. There was only her and her fiance left, holding each other, praying and sobbing. They grabbed him, killed him right in front of her then raped her and left her in a room full of all of her dead loved ones. For hours, Addie just lied there on the table with her skirt still around her ankles, crying. When she finally pulled herself up, she noticed that the soldiers dropped a gun in the middle of her dead rapist brother and her dead mother. She picked up the bloody gun shakily and was about to kill herself until she heard more screaming outside. Addie gathered herself enough to run outside and see that the same four Nazis were dragging another girl, kicking and screaming, half-naked down the street. Addie didn't hesitate shooting at all when she ran up to them screaming. The first Nazi she grabbed, she bit into his throat and ripped it out with her teeth and he died slowly and painfully. The other two she shot in the face and before she got the chance to murder the fourth, he grabbed her by the hair and slit her throat. Her body was dumped in a nearby lake and ended up freezing under the lake when winter came around, which might explain her abilities now. The scar remains on her neck to this day.

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Extra
-She carries her old engagement ring on a chain around her neck.
-She speaks in a thick Polish accent.
-She has a scar running across her throat from her murder.

So begins...

Adelajda Butler's Story

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OOC: I don't feel like messaging both of you guys because it's a pain in the ass, so I'm just gonna write it on here xD. We have a new-ish member to the RP! After this post I'd like you guys to give her some time to post, so she gets a chance to get into the story. Then we can continue on like normal. Thanks!



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Meredith grinned, hearing the bells. She knew Krampus was starting to come out to play. There were distance voices that she could hear, but she ignore them for the time being, noticing a figure to her right. She glared at it, turning and getting ready for a fight. The figure moved closer, a hood hiding any features she could normally make out of its silhouette. There was a hissing sound, high pitched and ear piercing. Meredith stood her ground, the figure finally coming into full view. It was... Her mother? She was tall with long blonde hair, and piercing blue eyes. Meredith's jaw practically dropped in disbelieve. Her dead mother was here? The brief moment of vulnerability was enough time for her mother to shoot a ball of bright green flames at Meredith.

Death dodged, pushing herself to the side, she shot her own blue flames back. It almost hit her, but instead grazed the flowy dress she was wearing. Meredith growled in annoyance, dodging another attack from her deceased parent. It became apparent that neither of them were going to hit each other, so Mama Meredith instead just bolted for her Meredith sprinted forwards, and tackled her like a football player. The two fell down to the ground, Meredith wasting no time to start punching her mother. "Fuck. You. Valarie!" Meredith yelled with each punch. Valarie quickly shoved Meredith off of her with a blast of flame, which did nothing but sent her flying. Meredith slammed against the ground, getting the wind knocked out of her.

Valarie went for her again, but was shot back by Meredith's flame. Knowing there was no way for two goddesses to kill one another with their powers, Meredith got up and ran towards where she could hear the voices, figuring it was her students. She was almost to where she could hear them when suddenly something large came from the sky, a loud ringing following it. Meredith looked up right as a hoof was thrown into her face, knocking her, once again, onto her back. The skeletal reindeer landed heavily on the ground, the slay they were pulling almost landing on her. Meredith groaned, feeling the blood from her nose pouring down her cheek and all over her upper lip. She rolled over to see a large hooded figure sitting in the slay, massive horns protruding from the blackness of the hood. "Krampus..." Meredith greeted, grunting as she got up.

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Adelajda "Addie" Butler
Adelajda, the "deceased" Polish war victim ran down the street as fast as her buckled heels could take her. Behind her, a long black cloak flowed with her fast movements and the only sound to be heard was the clicking of her heels on the brick paved path and her panting. It had been at least five years since she first met the woman she is now comfortable enough to call by her first name: Meredith. It had been at least three years since they last saw one another, Adelajda choosing to go back to training with her mentor Luka after the sudden disappearance of her ex-"co-apprentice" Ava'Lee Smith.

After constant non-stop training for the past few years, Luka decided that it was time for "Addie" to return to her goddess death and although the woman felt shame and guilt for up and leaving two years prior, she still knew that as an immortal, she had a duty to ensure that the balance between life and death was under control. However, from what the man at the counter in the funeral home told her (she still doesn't know his name), Meredith Grim and her two apprentices, Morrighan Thatch and Borisyuk Damir Igorevich had gone off hunting for Krampus. Addie had only had one encounter with said beast and to say the least, it certainly wasn't a good one.

Although Adelajda knew that her goddess could take care of herself against even the most powerful demons, she wondered if she'd be able to protect herself plus two apprentices. However, she wasn't sure at all what these new apprentices were like so she simply hoped that they were powerful enough to protect themselves. Nearby, Adelajda could hear conflict and saw familiar fog seeping out of the woods, causing her to immediately stop her journey down the trail and turn towards the forest. Using her hydrokinesis abilities, Adelajda carefully manipulated to moisture of the fog away from her nose and mouth and continued walking towards the sound of conflict. As she got closer and closer, the poker faced woman felt herself becoming rapidly nervous. She saw flame ahead, which made her increasingly more nervous as her powers did waver around fire abilities.

When Adelajda finally took a step out of the trees and into the clearing, she migrated all of the fog towards the sky, revealing herself to the immortals that were there. Her attention was focused mainly on Krampus, as she was avoiding eye contact with Meredith. However, it would be rude not to greet her. She averted her winged eyes to the goddess temporarily and nodded, before looking back at Krampus and entering a defensive position.

Hello, Meredith.


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"Borisyuk? Is that you, you Russian bastard.. bag of bones..." Well it was certainly rude enough to be actually be the girl. That at least did a little to improve his confidence that this wasn't yet another spectre waiting for him in the dark, though he wasn't exactly about to fly forwards to help her just in case it was an elaborate trick. For all that he knew the foul concoctions of whatever this fog was had learned that a straight forward attack wasn't going to simply be enough to destroy him when he could slip past whatever it sent at him so now it was trying to let his guard down.

He could see now the cause of what was causing her pain even before she told him. The knife sticking from her leg was painfully obvious and it made him more than a little glad he only had to deal with a giant doll rather than something that could move quicker than him, he wasn't sure he would have been able to avoid a knife striking him. He would have grimaced if he could when he saw the girl reach for the knife, as though to pull it out, but was very much glad that she seemed to reconsider it.
"Don't touch it." He wanted to go over to help if he could but he still wasn't sure if it was such a smart idea. He was forced instead to try to remember how the field medics had patched up bayonet wounds and not for the first time regretting not having paid enough attention to art. "Pulling it out will just make it worse. Tie something tight just above it, a rag or something."

The girl certainly didn't look at all in the best condition, if she were lucky the blade had managed to miss every vein and artery and was simply stuck in her muscle. If she were unlucky one of her arteries had been sliced and she would bleed to death, he had seen it happen before, a slow and cold way to die. But it left him wondering, could they die from something so simple? Would just the touch of a knife be able to kill even him? Would he actually be able to free himself of his tormented form and enter the oblivion he secretly wished to be in? He pushed the thoughts to the back of his mind, they were thoughts for another time and place.

"Any luck?" He shook his hooded head.
"I was attacked by a matryoshka doll, but no sign of anything else out here." He kept his encounter of his old friend to himself. She didn't need to know that he had been forced to kill someone he had watched die, nor did she need to know just how ready he was to do it. To be honest to himself he doubted she would so much as even care. "Have you seen any sign of..."

He was cut off by the sound of sudden crashing coming from behind him. He twisted around, half expecting some monster to be leaping out of the fog but thankfully nothing came. He could just about make out something a short ways away in the fog but couldn't tell exactly what it was. He looked back at Morrighan and then back at the vague shadow. "Come on, perhaps we have found what we came into this damnable place for."

He twisted and slipped into the fog again, drifting just close enough to actually make out it seemed to be some kind of sleigh, perhaps it was Krampus then. The answer came to him suddenly as the fog seemed to blast itself away, vanishing off into parts unknown and he was faced with the startling image of what was indeed a sleigh, but drawn not by horses but by horrific skeletal reindeer. He could see over to his left, a short distance away, was Meredith, who wasn't looking much better than Morrighan did. As well, curiously, as a girl that he certainly did not recognise. Who was she and what was she doing here of all places? His attention was brought sharply back to the sleigh as he remembered where they were, introductions could wait until after they were in danger.

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Meredith looked back when she heard footsteps, and visibly flinched when the fog was suddenly lifted up. She didn't even bother to cover up the shock when she saw Adelajda Butler standing right next to her. The next emotion was anger, then more shock, and then happiness. She moved slightly as if going to go bear hug her, but stopped when she remembered where they were. Meredith looked back at Krampus, who was slowly getting out of his slay. "We have a lot to talk about, you Polish bastard," Meredith growled to Addie, still looking at Krampus. She glanced over to her old apprentice, an amused twinkle in her eye. She then noticed Borisyuk, who was just floating there, staring at them like he had no idea what to do.

Meredith's first thought was 'Why is he just standing there?' then she realized something. Krampus had noticed him, too. The massive creature instantly moved to charge at the specter, his head bowed low and his arms flexed outward, ready to catch the specter if he tried to veer out of the way. Krampus was just about to charged when Meredith quickly sent a blast of fire at the story book character. Krampus dodged it, the ball just barely missing the edge of his hood. Krampus bellowed in rage, looking at Meredith. He charged, arms out once more. Meredith stood her ground, putting her good foot back to keep her balanced as she sent another burst of fire at him. It hit Krampus's arm, but didn't stop him. "Oh shit," Meredith exclaimed, dodging out of the way just in time, the only thing getting hit was her legs, causing her to spin a bit in the air before hitting the ground, sliding on the waxy leaves with her back. Meredith looked up at Addie, who was upside down. "A little help, Adelajda?" Meredith narrowed her eyes, making a point to use Addie's full name.

Mer quickly got up, realizing she was still in danger, hearing Krampus's basketball sized hooves stamping on the ground again. brushing the leaves out of her hair Meredith looked back to Borisyuk. "Where's Morrighan?" She asked.

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Morrighan smiled weakly when Borisyuk told her not to touch the knife. "Is that... Is that concern... I hear?" she joked. Well looks like she had enough in her to joke. Maybe that was a good sign. "The only thing... I have to... to cut with... is in my leg. So no.. tourniquet. Unless you're... offering." To her disappointment, he hadn't found anything either. He started to ask her something and then turned and suddenly took off. "Come on, perhaps we have found what we came into this damnable place for."

"Right behind you... Russian bastard..", she mumbled, hobbling after him. There was a high pitched jingling sound. Like bells on steroids and light figures in the fog a ways away, but she wasn't yet near enough to make out what they were. That was soon remedied when the fog suddenly lifted. Approximately ten feet in front of here were two familiar figures, a blonde stranger, and a sleigh pulled by skeletal deer and a giant horned creature. Meredith was throwing fireballs at the thing which didn't seemed to do too much. She limped up beside Borisyuk just as Meredith asked where she was. She weakly raised her hand and said as loudly as she could, "Present."

She stood beside him and pointed to the skelanimals (skeleton animals.) and said, "Those would be so cool" then she turned and pointed to the Krampus. "If that wasn't about to kill us." She took a deep breath, and steadied herself, honing as much of her energy and focus on the fight before her. "What do you need me to do boss?" She yelled.

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To say Krampus was intimidating was a bit of an understatement. The demon was huge, more than certainly angry at their presence and without a shadow of a doubt able to kill them all with ease if he really wanted to. It was making him far more conscious than he ever had been about his forms fragility. It also did next to nothing to ease his concerns at just how quickly this could all go so easily wrong when he saw Meredith was able to do absolutely nothing to the demon, other than make it only increasingly angry. If she could do nought, what little could he do? Did he even have the energy needed if he was forced to get anywhere close to the massive beast?

He began to turn to point behind him when Meredith questioned where his companion was and almost flinched back to see her suddenly stood there. He hadn't been paying nearly enough attention to hear her coming up, then again it seemed his hearing was far worse than anyone elses. Either it was a result of having lived for long time around muskets, cannons and mortars, or it was the fact he didn't even have any ears. Still he should have been more aware of what was going on.

"Those would be so cool if that wasn't about to kill us." Borisyuk felt like pulling out his non-existent hair. How could someone with a knife in their leg, being faced by a gigantic demon who had ridden in atop of a sleigh being pulled by skeletal reindeer be so easily sidetracked by just a glance at said creatures? He had to wonder if he had been sent to Hell and it wasn't all fire and brimstone, maybe this was just another part of the torment he would face for eternity.
"I think that we can worry about the cosmetics of this situation after we have dealt with this situation."

He wasn't sure what good he would be able to be, what with his exhaustion and the fact that he din't exactly have any form of weapon on him. Not that he would even be able to carry a weapon mind. But he certainly wasn't going to be one to sit on the sidelines whilst everyone else fought and died around him, not any more at least. "I do not know what aid I can be, but point me where you need me."

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Adelajda "Addie" Butler

We have a lot to talk about, you Polish bastard.


Adelajda expected a reply like that and she sighed with a weak nod.
Of course, Ms. Grim.
She replied before looking over to smirk at Meredith, but noticed the random ghostly figure. Addie automatically assumed that the creepy figure was an enemy and got into a fighting position facing it. However, her attention was taken away from it when Krampus charged after it, causing her eyes to widen significantly. She was shocked, she thought the being was one of Krampus' minions or something of the sort.

Krampus' attention was grabbed by a familiar fire ball that flew right at him and Adelajda knew her time to jump into this battle would come soon. She reached underneath her cloak and unhooked a thick circular flask filled with water. She watched their battle intensively as she poured out water into her palm. At first, the water seem to seep through her fingers and down her arm as water normally would, however, the water gradually became icier and icier until her entire arm was shaped as a sharp, icicle arrow and her flask was empty. She hooked the empty flask back onto her belt.

A little help, Adelajda?


Addie was waiting for the signal from her goddess as to when she could interfere and the question was answered with a sly grin and nod before she ran towards the huge beast. Her fighting skills had gotten much better within the few years that she hadn't seen Meredith and was a little excited to show off what her and Luka had been practicing. Addie took quick note of the appearance of a girl with a knife in her leg before continuing her charge.

When she got close enough, Adelajda leapt forward and sliced a deep cut into the creature's large arm with her makeshift weapon. He growled from the injury and slammed her into the leaves, knocking the wind out of Addie for a quick moment. Seeing his fist about to come down and crush her much smaller body, the blonde quickly switched the form of the arrow made of ice that covered her entire arm into a fist shaped ice ball, and met his fist with tough ice. The beast roared in what she hoped was pain and not anger and continued to press down strongly on her makeshift fist. She was wavering under his strength and knew that if someone didn't attack him or stop him, she'd be crushed very soon and she hadn't master water control enough to morph herself into a puddle of water.

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Meredith looked to Borisyuk, about to give orders when she heard Krampus bellow in pain. She turned to see him on top of Addie, inches away from crushing her. Anger flared through Death as she rushed the goat lord, her eyes chainging to a luminescent yellow, shoving him off with all her might. Krampus stumbled off of her old apprentice, looking at Meredith angrily. Mer didn't stop running, going straight at the story book character and attempting to tackle him again. This time he was prepared, bracing himself so he didn't move an inch. Meredith pushed for a few seconds before realizing her brute strength, although quite a lot, wouldn't help. So instead she kneed him in the 'baby maker' or where she figured it was. Using her powers of fire, she sent and explosion through her foot, blasting her boot off while rocketing her knee straight into Krampus.

The shock wave of it all caused the hole in her shin to roar in agony, Meredith growling in pain as Krampus was practically lifted a few feet off the ground. She used this leverage to flip him and throw him on his back. The monster shrieked and groaned in pain as Meredith stood over him, panting and angry. She looked up at the people around her, teeth gritting. "Borisyuk!... Pick this fucking animal up, we're taking him to the old abandoned fort... Morrighan!-" She looked to the fallen angel and instantly noticed the knife. Her angry features faltered, a slight look of worry taking there place for a millisecond. "Don't pass out and stay out of trouble... We'll take care of your leg in a second." Her voice was still stern, but it was also rather motherly.

Krampus, still on the ground, attempted to try and get up, instantly bringing Merediths attention back to him. She didn't hesitate to just sucker punch him in the face, using the same explosion method with her fist, except putting it behind her arm. It didn't knock out the beast, but certainly dazed him. "I am a very angry one shoed goddess, do not fuck with me!" Mer exclaimed, glaring down at Krampus. Finally calming down, her eyes became brown once more. Grumbling under her breath, she limped over to her boot, which was 10 feet away, still smoking. Picking it up she frowned seeing the bottom of the boot was either completely melted, or blown off all together. Throwing the useless thing aside she looked to Morrighan. Limping over to her she looked at the knife in her leg, frowning as she inspected it. Turning to Addie, Meredith stood, and pointed to her. In a commanding voice she said, "Show Borisyuk where the old fort is, and chain Krampus up with all the bindings you can find. Use his slay to transport him. I'll take Morrighan back and have a look at her leg. I need to patch myself up, too." She turned around, and went over to Morrighan, taking her arm and wrapping it around her shoulders.

Meredith started to walk away, but stopped. Looking over her shoulder she added in a much nicer voice, "Oh, and Addie?.... It's great to see your face again...Polish bastard" Meredith refused to smile, but on the inside she was beaming with glee to see her old Vaultarian, and maybe one of her only friends. She continued to walk Morrighan back to Grim Sweepers, an amused looked on her face.

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Though he wasn't exactly happy about the idea about having to get any closer to Krampus than he had to, he was more worried about Meredith turning her anger on him. Which was worse here? Being crushed or being set on fire? Maybe he could avoid the stomp of giant goats hoof if he was very quick and very lucky, but would he be in the least bit able to avoid a ball flame? And that's even without wondering if his form could simply ignite at the very touch of a bare fire. Not a pleasant prospect.

He began to approach where Krampus laid on the ground, already in enough pain to down any mortal man, but flinched back suddenly as the beast tried once to bring itself back to its feet only to have its efforts rewarded with a cataclysmic punch to the face. If that didn't put him down then nothing would, at least nothing he could conjure up would be able to do a thing at least. It was also a fairly good sign he had chosen the right path by not trying to anger Meredith further by trying to avoid going anywhere near the demon before him.

He could help but shake his ghostly head, dissapointed and dejected in equal measures, as Meredith showed concern and friendliness to the others but hardly spoke a word to him. Should he have expected anything other from any of them? Why would they even bother to try, he wasn't like them any more and they didn't seem to notice the fact he had been a mortal man once. He felt himself grow a mite colder in his essence as he ruminated on it all, on how typical it was for them all to see him as a lesser creature than the rest of them.

Still, if they were going to be all friendly and chummy without him he might as well try to make himself useful. Krampus still laid on the ground and he needed to be lifted into that sleigh and idle talking wouldn't get it down. He grabbed the demons arm and focused himself, the beast would certainly be more than just a little heavy. His grip tightened as he lifted slightly higher, confirming what he already had guessed about the demon.

It was more than a little effort to manifest himself enough to even be able to begin to lift the demon, he hardly noticed the ghostly wind whipping the air around him as he raised high enough that Krampus was half off the ground. He began moving backwards, straining greatly under the effort. If he were a physical being he doubted he would have been able to do anything at all like this, his muscles would have given out long ago. Fortunately the strain was on his spirit and his stores of depleted energy. The process wasn't likely to draw of groan of effort as his form struggled to maintain the pull on the demon, but it was a slow process as he dragged the beast along the ground. Eventually depositing the beast half into the sleigh, shifting back as it groaned up at him.

With the task finished he couldn't even stop himself falling out of the air, crashing down onto the front of the sleigh, his form billowing out like the fog that had been all around them only a while earlier. He raised a hand and saw, to his horror, that the edges of his being seemed drawn and smudged, as though a painter had wiped at his body with turpentine and left him looking even less than human than he had been before. It took him a moment to even gather up enough strength to float off of the sleigh properly, though the tail end of his spectral form still remained half draped over it.
"Addie correct?" Despite the strain that his form had just been through, his voice didn't sound exerted as one should be lifting something many times their own weight and size, though it did sound much more distant than it had been before. It was as though the tunnel his voice he was speaking down, with its gently howling wind, had suddenly grown much longer than before. "I am Borisyuk Igorevich, though the others seem to prefer to remind me of my ill fortune with such delightful names as 'bag of bones' and 'Russian Spectre'. Call me what you wish, just please help get Krampus's legs into the sleigh, I don't have the energy even to do that any more."

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Meredith came over to Morrigan and inspected her leg. She was a bit surprised by the open concern the goddess showed her for her, but she smiled weakly and waved it off. "Don't worry... about me boss."she said, her words beginning to slur ever slightly. "Take out the big... baddy first." She was beginning to sway. She was losing too much blood. Where did fallen angels go when they died? Surely they would not go back to heaven. Not that she would ever want to. Not with Xian the god of the place.

Meredith barked orders to Borisyuk as she turned her attention away from Morrighan as the creature was beginning to rise. She knocked him down with one hell of a punch and Mor found herself clapping weakly. "Nice... shot, Mother Grim." Still had a sense of humor. Either she was becoming delusional or she was really, really scared of what might happen to her. With the monster down, Mer turned her attention back to Mor and ordered Broisyuk and the new girl--Addie--to bring the monster to the old abandoned fort. Mer couldn't hide her disappointment in not being able to follow. She had to turn back to get fixed up. But then again, so did the goddess Grim.

Mer wrapped her arm around Mor's shoulder for support and began to lead her back to headquarters. "Hard to angel heal with a knife in the leg, huh, boss?" She said, more coherently than before. "This.. This is really going to hurt... isn't it?" She limped along beside the goddess who was also limping. She looked down at the goddess's legs and frowned. One was injured and the other was missing a boot. "You should be patched up first, Goddess Grim." She whispered worriedly. She meant it, but that didn't change the fact that her vision was beginning to blacken at the edges. "We.. We need to hurry." She cried. Suddenly afraid. If she was dying, if she was going to die, she didn't want it to be in the streets.

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Meredith looked to her appreciate, noticing how weak she was. "Don't worry yourself... You might pass out until the knife is pulled out and you have a few hours to heal, but you won't die. As long as we hurry we won't have to go through all of that. It's a pain, honestly, and time consuming." What she said was true, it did take a lot more then a knife wound to kill a Vaultarian, and a hell of a lot more to 'kill' a god. It's why Meredith wasn't so worried about her own wounds. It just hurt like a bitch. Meredith continued to limp her and Morrighan through the woods, not 100% sure where they actually were, but she had an educated guess. It took only 10 minutes to get out of the woods, surprisingly, but they were nowhere close to the gate of the down. Meredith sighed in frustration, mumbling cusswords under her breath. Normally she would blast a hole into the thick wall, but she was too drained, and it wouldn't help her leg heal.

Mer looked up the wall, it wasn't very high, and easily climbable, if you didn't have a knife in your leg. Meredith just glared up at the wall for a few seconds before abruptly turning and walking her and Morrighan down the path. Hopefully someone already broke a hole into the wall for them? Death occasionally would stop and test the wall for weak spots, to see if she couldn't easily break through. No such luck. It took what felt like forever to get all the way around the town, and about halfway through Meredith had to practically pick Morrighan up, due to the pain and fatigue. Once in the town Mer had no problem getting someone to help them to Grim Sweepers. Basically dragging Morrighan inside she sat her down on a chair and got the medical kit. She looked at the wound again, this time with a bright light. She frowned, looking up to Morrighan. "We don't have anymore numbing sprays... We can try to ice it, but... This is going to hurt."

Meredith got up, limping over to the cellar she grabbed a small bag full of ice, taking it back up to Morrighan. She tried to numb the wound as much as possible before taking a deep breath, taking a hold of the knife handle. "Deep breath. On three. One... Two-" Mer didn't get to three, she just ripped the knife out, her own thigh aching just looking at how deep the wound is. She waisted no time, pressing her fingers into the wound, quickly cauterizing it. She pulled her bloody fingers out and waited a few minutes, giving Morrighan a break. In those few minutes Meredith cleaned her own leg with alcohol, hissing in pain, but never showing it on her face. She did the same with Morrighans leg, slowly wiping it around the wound with a cloth. "It's going to need stitches, but those won't hurt as much, as long as the wound is numbed really well with ice." Meredith put the ice back on Morrighans leg she waited for a while before starting to prepare the needle and thread. "Pay attention on how I do this, because I'll need your help sewing my shin..."

Grabbing the needle and thread she made sure Morrighans wound was almost completely numb before starting. She explained what she was doing, and how she was doing it. She tried to sew quickly, but at the same time not go to fast so Morrighan could understand. When she was finished she snipped the thread and handed her apprentice the needle and thread. "My turn... I'll talk you through it while I hold the wound closed." Meredith took a deep breath, propping her leg up, cleaning it off one more time.

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The stitches didn't hurt as bad as she thought they would, thanks to the ice. They still, however, started to hurt like a bitch afterwards. Mer wrapped up Mor's leg with gauze and bandages, making sure it was perfectly clean and cauterized before she allowed herself to finish. She had sewed up her forearm and bisect where she was bitten by the teddy bear, and made sure the back of her shin was properly sewed up as well. By the time Meredith was satisfied with the medical treatment of both her and her apprentice it was almost morning. "Stay off that leg, and we need to make sure to change the bandage every night," Meredith instructed, washing the blood off of her hands. "Go wash up, take a shower, relax if you want. It's been a long night."

Mer was hyper aware of the sweat and blood that covered her, as well as the fact that her once white sock was now blood red. With a tired limp she went upstairs, and into her room where she closed the door firmly. She laid out a Comfortable outfit before taking a bath in her own private bathroom. There was candles and all sorts of smelly things that helped her relax. A little while later she got up, getting changed into what she laid out, putting her damp hair up with a bandanna. Grabbing a book she rested her sore arm and leg, which she tried to avoid getting wet.

Meredith planned on interrogating Krampus in a few hours, knowing there was absolutely no way he would be able to get out of the old fort. She'd used the ruins many times to keep magical creatures imprisoned, so she knew that an old sorcerer had once cast spells the dungeon exits to keep everything from escaping, save for the beings who shouldn't be there. From what she could tell the spell bent to her wishes, but even then she knew that if Addie and Broisyuk didn't come back within the next hour or two then something had gone wrong.

Merediths mind drifted to Adelajda, her old apprentice. She stared at the book pages, chewing on the pad of her thumb as she recalled the time she first met Addie. Her other apprentice at the time was a sarcastic flirt who wanted to know more about Addie, who was rather fearful at first, but eventually had warmed up to both her and Ava Lee, the first apprentice. They worked together for about two years, collecting souls and learning the ways of the dead, but suddenly both Ava and Addie went missing. Ava Lee went first, Mer assumed she found some way to escape Merediths service, or she managed to get herself killed. Addie left shortly after with no word. Meredith didn't bother looking, to her Addie was just some stupid young vaultarian who got too attached and didn't realize the dangers of the mythical world. But inwardly Meredith knew she silently mourned the loss of both Ava and Addie together, thinking both had died. To say Meredith was confused and angry was a big understatement, but neither emotion triumphed over the happiness Mer felt knowing that Addie was safe and sound, as well as skilled with her powers.

Meredith found herself smiling into her book, which drew her out of her thought. She instantly stopped, looking up blankly at the wall. Pulling herself together she ignored her joy and anger, attempting to be blank about the entire situation. This was not how a god should be acting, like a school girl. Meredith frowned and went back to her book.

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Things all happened so quickly, Addie hadn't even truly realized that Krampus was defeated for good before realizing how worked up this whole situation got Meredith. Addie continued to lay on the ground for a moment, cringing slightly at each order and shout, but managed to pull herself together and got up off the ground while listening to Meredith's orders towards her. She liquefied her ice fist back into her empty flask then wiped some dirt off of her body.

Show Borisyuk where the old fort is, and chain Krampus up with all the bindings you can find. Use his slay to transport him. I'll take Morrighan back and have a look at her leg. I need to patch myself up, too.


Adelajda was about to inform Meredith of her new ability to heal wounds, however she recognized that Meredith was grumpy and impatient, so she kept quiet. She'd do the final healing touches later, after following Meredith's orders. She knew how much she had hurt Meredith, Luka heard from the guard Vaultarian or demon, or whatever the hell that guy was who was at the funeral home often. She chuckled and smiled at Meredith, in response to being called "Polish Bastard" again.
Thank you, Bogini.
She purposely called her "Goddess" in Polish, something she did on occasion when she lived with her a few years ago.

For what only felt like a few moments, but was obviously longer, Adelajda zoned out and watched the two women limp away with each other, thinking about Ava and wondering what the hell ever happened to her. However, she was suddenly snapped out of her thoughts.

Addie, correct?


Addie blinked a few times before turning around and looking into the "face" of the being in front of her. If she were being honest, she'd have to admit to herself that this dead creature scared the hell out of her. However, she just nodded at the being.
Yes, short for Adelajda. I will finish lifting Krampus into the sleigh.
While she was walking towards the beast, she found herself grinning at the beings explanation of his name. The fact that he had a personality comforted the Polish woman in a strange way, since she previously saw him as just a floating figure.

Adelajda used as much force as she could muster to lift the legs of the huge beast into his sleigh and after a few tough moments, he was in the sleigh and Addie was wiping away sweat from her brow. She huffed and suddenly became aware of the lack of skeleton creatures that Krampus had pulling his sleigh previously. She cursed in Polish under her breath and brought out the flask again. She molded her arms into ice chains with the help of the water and froze them onto the sleigh. The blonde look over at Borisyuk.
Are you ready to start our journey, Mr. Igorevich?
She asked, her accent thick and apparent.

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Borisyuk watched as Adelajda hefted the demons monsterous legs back into the massive sleigh. Though he would have preferred to have actually done something to help the girl he simply didn't have the strength right now to do anything that wouldn't have just gotten in the way. Though it did give him a moment to contemplate the girl, she was clearly someone from eastern Europe, the accent was as clear as his was, though it wasn't until after she actually cussed in her native tongue that he realised she was actually Polish. It was strange then to hear such a familiar set of words to his own language, though he had to wonder what time she must have come from. During his time Poland was a vassal state of Russia and the Polish for the most part were not too friendly with their overlords, nor had they been for the centuries prior so either she simply didn't care for his Russian origins or she came from a time much better than his own. Though from what little he had read humanity did not get any better as time went on.

He was amazed to see the girl actually be able to control water somehow as well as manipulate it in such a fashion as to be able to freeze it solid. He couldn't help be reminded of the long winters in the monastery, watching out of the windows as the children from the city came out in droves and flocked to the riverside to scamper across the ice or play in the snow in an attempt to escape the harsh chores of their parents. It was an oddly bitter memory to him now, thinking of the happiness of children did little to warm the chill in his soul any more. It was a sad thought that thinking back of that which made him smile whilst blood pumped through his veins now left him feeling only darker now that he had neither blood nor heart to pump it.

He drifted over to the sleigh after Krampus was firmly held down to the base of it, though he tried to maintain his distance as best his could. He wasn't sure his billowing form could snag on anything but he didn't feel confident enough to try risking it by moving too close to the demons horns if he could avoid it.
"I do not think I have been called Mr. Igorevich before, Brother Igorevich yes but never Mr." He paused for a moment, trying to collect himself once more and then spoke again, this time in stumbling and halting Polish. "So when is it you are from Adelajda?" He wasn't a perfect speaker that much was evident but he had picked up enough of the language from his travels to at least be able to hold a conversation even if it was a little slow on his half. He was just thankful how close the language was to Russian, he had had many difficulties trying to learn English as it was.

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Meredith didn't even hear the door to the house close, she was too lost in thought. She sat there, nibbling on the edge of her thumb while she pretended to read. It took her a long time to even realize that Morrighan had left. She had figured that by now Mor would have made more noise, like singing to her Walkman, or even come to talk to Mer. She closed her book and listened for a while, trying to figure out if she was just reading her own book. Meredith got up, walking out of her room and over to Morrighans. The door was closed, but there was a light on. Knocking on it Meredith listened. "Morrighan? You in there?" Meredith put her ear to the door. She couldn't even hear breathing.

Frowning she opened the door to see the room was empty, the light coming from the rising sun, which Meredith could see through the window. Death hurried out of the room, slight panic and annoyance rising in her chest as she trotted downstairs. There was no one down there, either. Meredith stood in utter disbelief in the middle of the room, looking around like maybe Morrighan would pop up yelling "Surprise!" like it was all just one big joke. When it came abundantly clear that Morrighan was no where in the house Meredith let out a frustrated yell, kicking a couch so hard it flew halfway across the room. Storming out of the house portion of Grim Sweepers she went to the front, and glared at the man at the front desk.

"Where did she go?" Meredith growled through clenched teeth, her iris's starting to become the angry gold hue. The man looked to her, his facial features staying completely blank. "She went in the direction of the forest, from what I could see," He answered in a slow tone. Meredith started to cuss more and more, annoyance and anger now clear across her features. "Stupid, foolish girl." She hurried out of the funeral home, not even bothering to change into something more modern. As she angrily walked down the street she saw a gentleman riding a horse. Not even pausing to think she shot a bolt of fire at the man, aiming to miss him. It flew right next to him, causing him to flinch and fall off the horse with a yell. Meredith was right there to take his place, not bothering to steady the horse when it reared and bolted in fear of the burning flame. She only stopped after she was out of the town, a mile or so away. She looked around the forest, her worry starting to show.

The woods were massive, and if one got lost in them they would never find their way back out. Morrighan was a hurt girl whos mind is probably clouded with adrenaline and pain. Merediths teeth clenched as she kicked the horse into a gallop, going into the woods. She just hoped that Morrighan would be able to at least remember where they found Krampus. She'd check there first.

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As Morrighan ran, she often checked over her shoulder. She knew Mer would be furious once she found Morrighan's room empty, but she had to finish this, had to see it through to the end. If, for no other reason, than for revenge. Her leg screamed with pain, but she kept moving. When the air couldn't fill her lungs as quickly as she needed it and she stopped. Looking around, she realized she was lost. All she saw were trees, trees, and more trees. Panic rose up in her throat, but she swallowed it down. She was Morrighan, fallen angel, Vaulturian, and an apprentice of the Goddess of death. She would not panic.

She pushed forward, seeing a carved arrow in the trunk of a tree. Things looked so different without the fog. Finally, she came to the clearing where they had fought the Krampus. The others were, unbelievably, still there. The Krampus had been loaded back onto his sleigh only this time as a prisoner of the goddess death. She ran up to them, limping and breathless, but ready. "Hey... guys. Sorry I had to take off for a bit... I'm all stitched up.. and ready for an interrogation." To emphasize her wishes, she cracked her knuckles.

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Adelajda raised an eyebrow at the figure and began walking to the left, slowly but forcefully, in order to twist the sleigh. As she used her force, she decided to continue conversation.
Brother, huh? Were you a priest or something?
Adelajda herself was never too religious, even when she didn't know what truly happened after death. She wore the cross and her time period made it difficult to be atheist (especially with a heavily Catholic family), but she believed that if God really existed, He wouldn't make alcoholic failures like herself and her family. The thought of alcohol suddenly made her mouth water, but she suppressed her cravings, focusing on the task at hand.

The Polish woman found herself chuckling at the sound of his slightly broken Polish, but appreciated the attempt. She felt like she would enjoy the presence of "Brother Igorevich". However, her chuckle and small smile was soon wiped away from her features as she thought about the time period she was from. No point in being dishonest or cold, it was a simple question.
My death was on my birthday, September 1st, 1939... I lived in Danzig, Poland.
She started in Polish, but for fear of him missing out on certain words, she continued in English.
I don't know if you're familiar with a man named Adolf Hitler, but his soldiers invaded Poland exactly on that day and-


Painful memories flooded into her mind and she suddenly became hyper-aware of the cold engagement ring that was hidden by her cloak, pressed to her collarbone and the scar on her throat, which was also hidden by her cloak. She cleared her throat and looked away from Borisyuk in pain.
My death was during the second world war.
She concluded when she finally got the sleigh completely turned around. Suddenly, the sound of steps became apparent in her ears and she looked at the line of trees, waiting for whoever was there to come out. Out came the limping raven haired female that Addie recognized from earlier.

Hey... guys. Sorry I had to take off for a bit... I'm all stitched up.. and ready for an interrogation.


Addie blinked at the girl, lost for words. She was obviously still in rough shape and she appeared to be in pain. The cracking of her knuckles tipped off that she wanted revenge on Krampus, and that was understandable, but she couldn't do anything until she received word from her goddess. Adelajda didn't want to start conflict with the girl, so she settled for releasing her chains and manipulating the now liquid form water in her hand.
Right... Shall I heal you first? So you're more prepared, of course.
She lied, trying to stall the girl from doing anything she'd later regret.

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Trees whizzed by as Meredith rode the galloping horse through the woods. She knew the general direction of where to go, but she knew Morrighan had a good hour and a half or so head start on her. The sun rising against her back Meredith was bent over slightly, trying to avoid the biting wind. Due to the horses head her vision was slightly blocked, thus why she never saw what was coming. The wind also made the music hard to hear, the only reason she did hear it was because within seconds she was flying through the air, and her horse was whinnying in pain, falling to the ground. Meredith slammed against the ground, her head smacking into a tree. Her vision went black for a few seconds, and her arm and leg burned with pain. She knew she probably broke some of the stitches. Rolling onto her back, Merediths vision blurred.

She wrinkled her eyebrows in confusion noticing something. There was an insanely thick fog above her, probably 10 feet from the ground. It was high enough to where no one could notice it unless they looked up. Merediths mind snapped back to Krampus. The fog was coming back, but the only reason it wasn't touching the ground was because someone was keeping it up. This brought Meredith to think of Adelajda. She was either keeping it up subconsciously, or she was in trouble and the fog wasn't massively on her mind at the moment. Her thoughts went back to Krampus. If the fog was back, that means Krampus is waking up.

The music was louder now, a creepy child's tune you'd hear from a jack-in-the-box. It confused Meredith for a second, but it didn't take her long to recognize the tune. Suddenly a wave of sound came flooding into her ears. The music, the loud sloshing of leaves, the horse screaming in pain as it writhed around. Meredith looked to her right to see the reason for all the noise. Her horse had its front legs slashed almost completely off at the knees, the useless legs flapping around on only a scrap of flesh and meat. Next to the dying animal was all of Krampus's minions. The nesting doll, the teddy bear, the Jack. They all stood a few feet away from her, the teddy smiling and the Jacks crank spinning, as if about ready to come out.

Still on the ground, Meredith was frozen. She didn't know what to do, if they came at her one at a time she could maybe fend them off, but she was tired and injured, it would only work for so long. She might be close enough she could yell out for someone, but there wasn't much any of them could do. Addie was promising, Morrighan was still most likely tired and injured, and Borisyuk... Merediths eyes went wide thinking of the floating specter. The flying specter. Addie and Morrighan could drive the sleight away while Borisyuk helped Meredith by lifting her up. There was no way they could fight all the creatures, but it would be incredibly easy to run away from them. The only problem was the instant Meredith showed any sign of being coherent she would be mauled. Mer gulped, looking to her left. She couldn't hear far enough to know if she was close to the group or not.

Fear started to creep its way up Merediths throat, her breath picking up and her hands starting to shake. There was no graceful way to do this, she was gonna have to yell like her life depended on it... Because it did. Closing her eyes and taking multiple deep breaths Meredith counted to three before bolting up. "Bori-" Was all Meredith could get out before the nesting doll launched itself at her. It missed, crashing into the ground right next to her, the shockwave of it all sending her flying to the left. She hit the ground, sliding a bit. Within seconds the second doll was flying after her. Meredith managed to shoot it off its path, but it didn't kill it. Within seconds the teddy was after her, launching itself at Mers throat. Meredith rolled onto her back, attempting to get up and run again, but the teddy bear knocked her down, latching onto her shoulder. Death yelled out in frustrated pain, trying to reach back and rip the teddy off.

Successfully doing so she winced as chunks of meat from her shoulder came off with it. Ignoring the blood pouring down her shoulder, Meredith was able to run a few extra feet before something wrapped around her torso. It was like a spring, that ripped her all the way back to the toys. She hit the ground hard, the momentum causing her legs to continue backwards, flipping her onto her stomach. Meredith looked up just in time to see the nesting doll jumping again. The top of the doll was blasted off showing the next doll. Death shot at it again, hitting it dead in the center. This time it burst into hundreds of pieces, about 3 more small dolls rolling out of it. Cussing Meredith attempted to get up, but was knocked down by something in back of her. Growling with annoyance Meredith rolled over, regretfully. The instant she was able to look at what knocked her down a knife was plunged deep into her stomach.

Mer froze, blood unwillingly spraying from her mouth onto the face of the Jack, who was smiling greedily. Meredith could feel the blood pooling around her on the ground. She held her breath, afraid that if she started to breath it would hurt even more then it already did. Blood continued to leak from Merediths mouth as she shot her hand forward, grabbing the Jacks neck. Its eyes went wide in surprise as suddenly it started to writhe. She was draining the life out of it. A terrible screeching came from its chest, as if it was trying to scream. Merediths face was a cold façade as she stared into its eyes. Soon the Jack-in-the-box was dead, the other creatures around her frozen in surprise at what just happened. Kicking the dead toy off of her Meredith looked at the knife, hilt deep in her lower abdomen. Taking multiple quick breaths, which hurt like hell like she predicted, Meredith grabbed the handle of the knife, and started to pull up. It was so deep in her stomach that instead of coming out quickly, it slid out, agonizingly slow. Meredith yelled, her eyes squeezed shut. "Fuuuuuuuck!!" She yelled. With the knife almost out Meredith yelled as loud as she could, "Borisyuk!!!" The knife ripped out, blood spurting more from the wound, Mers throat filling with blood as she lay limp on the ground. Her breath was unheaven and labored, and the earth around her was soaked in maroon liquid.

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"My death was on my birthday, September 1st, 1939... I lived in Danzig, Poland." Ah, so she was close to his own time, though not as close as he would have liked. Near a full century separated their and yet here they were, forced to work side by side after death. The girl though had been spared from the horrific effects that such an event had caused him, though then again not many had their entire world stripped away so harshly with such mockery by an uncaring liar. But what the girl had said made him slightly confused, Danzig was in Prussia, not Poland. Had a war broken out between the two nations that he hadn't read about and Prussia been consumed? He really needed to read more about the world after his own time rather than the events that came before it.

Still he listen to the girl speak of events which he knew little about, it felt like he was in a confessional booth once more listening to the poor and the guilty spill out their sins to a willing ear. He had to admit to himself that talk of a second world war chilled him deeply, the images and pictures of the carnage of the Eastern Front still fresh from the book he had been reading. If Russia had broken itself apart during the first great and terrible conflict what on earth could have happened in the second? Or even to the rest of the world, if the Eastern Front was only one facet of such terrible terrible wars.

His attention was suddenly drawn to the figure approaching them. It was Morrighan! What in Gods name was she doing out here? She was in no fit condition to be out in this weather, let alone to be chasing them down and attempting to threaten such a dangerous creature as Krampus. But who was he to argue? His fellow Vaultarian already thought little enough of him as it was and he highly doubted she would come down from her high horse to view him as anything more than the shifting mass of shadows that made up his physical form.

Still he drifted off of the sleigh as the girl approached, wanting to be as far away from Krampus as he could whilst nobody else was there to keep an eye on it. He understood too little about this beast to be able to trust that it wouldn't lash out at him given the chance. It wasn't until he heard a high pitched shouting coming from further back the way that Morrighan had came that he halted in midair, his form shifting on the winds. He heard his name being called out, and it sounded like Meredith. She saounded very much in need of aid. He twisted back to look at the others, waving an arm towards the sleigh with frantic energy.
"Get the demon out of here. I shall see what it happening."

He flew off before anyone could disagree with him, if Meredith was truly in need on his aid simply standing around and arguing about it would do nobody any good. He also hoped that nobody got it into their heads to suddenly be a hero and chase after him, Krampus was dangerous and needed more than one pair of eyes on him. Besides, if anyone had called out for him specifically then he doubted it was for anything that could be easily achieved with someone with more than just arms and near weightlessness.

He almost flew straight into the small clearing where Meredith lay, cast down in a pool of her own blood. It was a chilling thought that one who claimed to be death incarnate could so easily die like those she sought to claim. It occurred to him that he could just do nothing, allow this to take its course and perhaps be free from the curse of unlife. Yet it felt wrong to take such an easy relief from someone else's suffering, perhaps he would indeed be freed but not this way. Not yet. It took him a moment to notice what it was that had caused Meredith to be in such a state as it was. Those damned demonic toys had caught up with her again, he had hoped they had vanished when the fog had been lifted, but it seemed that such fortunes were not with them. The first thing he noticed was the doll that had chased him through the mists had returned much to his annoyance, as well as what appeared to be a small teddy bear.

He dropped to the ground, drifting across like a shadow on a winters morning. Making no sign of his passing but the chill and the wind, but that still was enough for the bear to hear him as he approached. Unfortunately it noticed far too late to save itself. The toy spun at the last moment as Borisyuk reached out, lifting from the ground. His left hand hand clasped around the toys left arm whilst his fingers wrapped around its face, lifting it squirming off of the ground in his vice like grip. And as he held it aloft he felt...

It.

The monsters life force was laid bare before his eyes, now that he was actually touching a creature he could feel the energy that kept it moving, could see the brightness of the light that gave the monster life. It was as though he were a mighty blizzard that swirled and choked the life from all that dared to even begin to enter into his wrath, to even try to test his strength whilst the bear held in his grasp was like a candle. Weak, spluttering and utterly helpless to defy the storm just beyond its borders. He felt the need, the craving to consume, to devour and absorb such a minuscule offering of light and warmth.

And he did not resist the urges in his soul.

He watched with sickening glee as the light drained from the creature, being swallowed into his cold, lifeless hands like water down a drain. It felt good. It felt pure. He wanted this, to consume such rawness with the ferocity of an angered bear just woken from its sleep by the ignorant children who thought that such a beast wouldn't dare to lash out and consume them. He needed this warmth to fill him with some semblance of what he once was... No, this was greater than anything he had once been. He felt so much more than human now, feeling warmth and fear and joy and anger and raw desperation again even for such a brief moment he was more than Borisyuk the Spectre. But still it left him feeling less, like he was turning on what he had once been, would the Borisyuk of old done this? Would he have been willing to so quickly leap to such horrific methods? Though he felt greater than he was now, part of him felt like he had stepped towards a line from which there could be no return once crossed... And yet a whisper told him that he had already started down that path even without consuming the life force of another, he was only now starting to realise it.

He dropped the toy, feeling it drained utterly of its life force. He was dissapointed, it was such a small and weak thing that had done little to satiate his new found appetite. Yet it had done enough to at least revitalise him in part, nowhere near as much as strong as he had been before exerting himself attempting to lift Krampus, but still well enough to fight if need be. He flew to Merediths side, seeming every part the ghastly image of horror he must appeared, his red orbs glowing with a hungry light as he looked down at the wounded goddess. "If you wish to fight or run, now would be the time whilst this doll collects itself."

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Morrighan was able to quickly catch her breath once she stopped running. That didn't mean that her leg was entirely happy. She sucked air through her teeth making a hiss sound and rubbed the skin around her stitched up wound. "So what did I mess?" She asked through a smile. The new girl--Addie, she reminded herself--stepped forward slowly as if confronting a wild animal likely to bolt into the woods. "Right...Shall I heal you first? So you're more prepared, of course." Mor felt her eyes widen at the girl.

"Woah, what!?" She exclaimed. "You can heal? Why didn't you say so in the first place? Then Mer and I wouldn't have rushed home and I wouldn't have felt like I was stabbed. Well, I mean, I was, but I'm talking about the pain. I wouldn't have had to deal with the pain. I mean Geeze, have you ever been stabbed? Blood loss isn't fun either." She was babbling now, she knew. She was a little reluctant to believe the girl could actually heal. That and... "This... won't hurt any more than it already does... will it?"

Then she heard a yelling coming from the forest behind them. Her heart sunk like a rock. She knew that voice. Mer. She turned quickly, trying to hear what the woman was yelling. It was quickly followed by screams and very faintly... the jack's music. Oh shit She thought. Out loud she said, "Hang on, Mer! I'm coming!" But as she took a step forward, her leg gave out on her. Great.. Just... Just Great." Borisyuk hovered forward and said, "Get the demon out of here. I shall see what is happening." So Morrighan was forced to watch as the Russian Specter took off after their Master.

She turned to Addie and said, "Heal me. Now. We need to get him as far away from here as possible." She looked over at the demon, her hair standing on end. "I don't know what's happening, but I'm positive it has something to do with him. The farther away we get him, the better it should be for whatever Mer is experiencing."

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Meredith looked up as she watched Borisyuk drain the life from the teddy bear. Her eyebrows furrowed watching him just stare into the toys soul as its life was drained. He was a fast learner, Meredith hadn't even gotten around to teaching them how to even do that. Proud and glad that the specter was able to protect her, she started to focus on the nesting dolls, which were starting to shift and pay attention to what was going on now. "If you wish to fight or run, now would be the time whilst this doll collects itself," Borisyuk said. Meredith had her hand covering the wound in her stomach, working on cauterizing the wound slowly so that her mortal body wouldn't go into shock and pass out. Mer knew she wasn't going to die, it would take a lot more then just a knife wound and a mauled shoulder to bring her down, but the pain was starting to make her vulnerable.

Aware that if she didn't work on stopping the bleeding soon then she would pass out, and be unable to wake up for at least a month, or until her 'fatal' wounds healed. That's how it worked, one doesn't have super healing, and they will go into a coma until their wounds heal. If they still have a object keeping them from healing inside them, they won't wake up. At least that's how it is for Vaultarians. For Meredith she can only die by having her limbs chopped off, burned, and then scattered. Either that or another god/goddess has to kill her. Although purified water burns, although with enough of it, it might actually 'kill' her for a bit longer then normal. And last Meredith checked her wounds were neither a ton of purified water, a god, nor something impaling her any longer. She was safe.

Mer started to push herself up, wincing and stopping. "I can't get up without worsening the bleeding, plus it hurts like a mother fucker... I need you to carry me, I know you're strong enough and by the looks of it you can defend yourself rather well... Might I say you killed that teddy rather nicely, I can tell you'll be very promising-" Meredith shook her head, her mind fuzzy from lack of blood. "I'll be okay, we just need to get to the fort, the toys will be unable to follow us. And trust me, there's more then just one set of toys, they'll come back sooner or later." Meredith held her hand out to Borisyuk, signaling for him to pick her up. She managed to stop the bleeding in her stomach, but her shoulder and other deep scratches would have to wait. "Oh, and remind me to yell at Morrighan Thatch when I get the chance, Borisyuk," Meredith growled angrily, eyes ablaze like yellow fireballs.

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The scream that was unmistakably Meredith's caused Adelajda to jump back, startled by the sound. Before she could jump to action, she heard the spectre's name being yelled and knew that her place was here.
What the fuck is going on-
Addie felt an ominous and familiar fog and looked above her. Her eyes widened and she suddenly wondered how it was staying... Up. Addie looked at her own hands, that were actively manipulating water in her hands, causing it to float. Without knowing it, she must've been using her powers to keep the fog above their heads.

When she became aware of this, it suddenly took a lot more effort to continue holding up the fog and the balls of floating water above her hands.
Shit...
The fog started to lower a bit and Addie had to use more effort to hold it up. She snapped back to reality when hearing Morrighan's orders and she bit her lip. Addie knew she wouldn't have enough time to heal her fully but she could do something else for the time being.

Adelajda jumped forward and manipulated a small amount of water to use a makeshift, cooling bandage. She froze the water around her wound and thigh before hopping back up.
This will numb the pain for now and stop any possible bleeding, I will do more once we get this fucking animal out of here. Get in the sleigh and keep an eye on him.
She informed the girl and used the remaining water as ice chains and connected them to the front of the sleigh. She molded her forearms into ice chains as well for better grip.

Addie looked up above her and noticed the fog was slowly coming down and she cursed under her breath. She forced it up a significant amount, taking a lot of energy out of her while doing so. She knew she had to leave. Addie began pulling the sleigh which was rough and hard at first but once she got a rhythm with her feet and the sleigh, she was able to go quicker.
On second thought,
she panted heavily.
Get in the back and push as hard as you can so we can go quicker.
Addie ordered and looked up at the sky again, her heartbeat picking up rapidly as she used even more power to hold it up.

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Mor's pulse raced faster with every second they held still. "Come on. Come on" she urged. Then Addie moved towards her and did this weird thing with her water. It froze creating a cool bandage for her leg. She stared at it a moment trying to figure out who much she could move without the thing sliding down her leg. She pushed herself up to standing and realized it held pretty well. She grinned at her companion and then ran to the sleigh.

Before Addie had even instructed her to, she was pushing. There was no way she could pull it with her leg, but pushing she could handle. "Just hurry up!" She called. Once they had the sleigh moving she yelled out to Addie, "You'll have to be the eyes because I can't see anything and I have no idea where we're going."

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Meredith watched as Borisyuk flinched away from her touch. She frowned slightly, knowing that his new found power as flaring out of control, like a drug addiction. She'd just have to let him figure out how to contain the thoughts of killing everything that touched him. Meredith felt herself floating up, her shoulder and stomach burning in pain that she ignored. Death gripped onto what would be the specters bicep, hoping that the less she dangled the less it would hurt. "Just go do the south, and try to stay away from the fog," Meredith instructed. It was noticeably going down, making Meredith think that Addie was doing something that was draining her energy. "We have to hurry, the others won't have very much energy..."

Meredith frowned. With little energy Addie would have a hard defending everyone. Morrighan, from what Meredith knew, didn't have much knowledge of her powers, and lacks experience in taking the life of something other then a corrupted demon, and although Borisyuk was very strong by the looks of it, absorbing a soul can only go so far. The group wasn't hopeless, of course, there was hand-to-hand combat and of course the situation was a rather good learning experience for both Morrighan and Borisyuk.

Meredith snapped out of her through process when she noticed something under both her and Borisyuk. She didn't even know they had been moving. The figures under them were Addie, pulling the sleigh, and Morrighan, who was pushing. Krampus was noticeably starting to move, waking up from his forced nap. Meredith fidgeted, a wave of anxiety crossing over her as both her and Borisyuk flew through the trees as best as possible. They were close to the fort, closer than Meredith had thought. The fort, now visible in the rising sun, was more of a castle than a military out post. Its tall towers were crumbled, and there was no complete wall in the entire palace. It rested on a small 'mountain', a massive drop surrounding the entire thing. The only way you could get into the old ruins was by walking on a surprisingly sturdy bridge.

"Borisyuk, just drop me onto the bridge. I need you to help the girls. You're strong enough you can help push the sleigh," Meredith called up to Borisyuk. Once she was let go she stumbled onto the bridge, running a few steps before fully regaining her balance and composure. Glancing back she looked into the thick woods. She could hear the faint shifting of leaves and someone yelling something, but could not yet see the girls and Krampus. Turning forward again she hurried across the bridge, walking into a crumbling archway which opened to a small court yard, a pile of rocks in the center of it, which use to be a statue. Meredith trotted to the dungeons, where weren't hard to find, going through all the cells and trying to find every chain and binding she could. Once again, she knew the entire fort was enchanted. If she didn't want someone stepping foot into or out of the fort they would be unable to do so. Meredith set up a well enough interrogation room in one of the bigger cells, Untangling all of the chains. Once finished she went back upstairs, going to the bridge and waiting.

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Adelajda nodded and could sense that the other girl was nervous as well. The idea that a huge beast slept behind her and was near awakening worried her to no end. There was a heavy, inexplicable feeling deep in her stomach.
Right.
she not loud enough for Morrighan to hear but not too loud all the same and then took a right, avoiding a tree. Almost running into the first real obstacle made Addie hyper aware that the sleigh wasn't as mobile when there was a human body pulling and a human body pushing, taking longer to make turns than with the skeletal horses.

Right.
Adelajda warned Morrighan again, this time making a wider turn to avoid almost crashing. The feeling of the sleigh shaking made Addie's heart drop. She knew she couldn't afford to take her eyes off her path, but she had to look back to see what the hell that shaking was. She made sure the area was clear of trees before turning her head. Her blues eyes widened in fear at the sight of Krampus' turning and the fog was rapidly descending. She wouldn't make it. She knew she wasn't going to be able to make it in time. Her energy was draining and it was physically tiring her to hold the fog in place and the chains in place.

Adelajda was panting and her feet seemed to be moving on their own, her not having enough energy to control them properly. Her entire body felt like it was melting and that's when she realized that a part of her really was melting, the ice chains being to soak her arms instead of numbing them with the ice like it should.
Morrighan!
she shouted weakly.
We might not make it...
she shouted and waited for a reply or perhaps an idea. Maybe even a miracle.