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The Gates of Death.
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Phillipe Jenson [0] I will bring you into my debt...
John Doe [0] My mind is so cluttered, and yet... it is completely empty.
Jesse Haller [0] I'll find anything for you! Just ask!
Daydream [0] Come play with me?
Evangeline Ride [0] No man can outdo me. Even without my legs.
Shyde Valor [0] The story I tell you will capture your heart. Literally.
Faith Ryden [0] I'll make you see whatever the hell I want you to see. Screw my sanity.
Alexander Sykes [0] "Humans are vile twisted things."
Violet Eva Silvier [0] The Reaper " This is my life not yours. "
Avis Lynhold [0] I will protect them...
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Faith raised her eyebrow. She was still finding this all hard to believe. Dead people...did she mean...zombies? There was a strange thrill of fascination that ran through her otherwise dead (no pun intended) body.
She listened intently to what the woman had to say.
She listened intently to what the woman had to say.
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"What do you want us to do about it then....?" Alexander asked softly. It wasn't like they could fight an army that huge.
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"Each of you has a special skill which makes you... capable of handling this situation, should you agree to join our cause. Certain qualities." Shyde glanced at Faith, "You can weave something out of nothing. Your imagination can pull even the wildest stories and make them seem real." He turned to Valian, "You have lost the ability to walk on your own. That, in itself, is enough." Then to Alexander, "You can find things, people, whatever you want, whenever you want. It is simple to you."
Finally, he turned to Violet, "You feel no empathy for your enemies."
He turned now to face them all as one, "Though only four of you have been found, that is enough, for now. Should you choose our path, rather than the mindless life of a zombie, you will become the Guardians of the Gates of Death."
Finally, he turned to Violet, "You feel no empathy for your enemies."
He turned now to face them all as one, "Though only four of you have been found, that is enough, for now. Should you choose our path, rather than the mindless life of a zombie, you will become the Guardians of the Gates of Death."
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"You can weave something out of nothing. Your imagination can pull even the wildest stories and make them seem real."
Faith hugged herself tighter. Wildest stories? Like pretending she was eighteen when she was only fourteen? Pretending that she actually knew how to dance when she couldn't even tell the difference between a back roll and an undulation?
She resisted the urge to scoff.
If the man was talking about all the lies in her life...well, then, in a way, he was passing judgment on her.
But what did that have to do with saving the world? What did lying and cheating and pretending have to do with making the world free of zombies?
Faith hugged herself tighter. Wildest stories? Like pretending she was eighteen when she was only fourteen? Pretending that she actually knew how to dance when she couldn't even tell the difference between a back roll and an undulation?
She resisted the urge to scoff.
If the man was talking about all the lies in her life...well, then, in a way, he was passing judgment on her.
But what did that have to do with saving the world? What did lying and cheating and pretending have to do with making the world free of zombies?
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Shyde frowned.
"Perhaps... if I show you."
Evangeline scoffed angrily.
"You haven't tried that yet?" She growled. Shyde gave her a wry smile, then raised one hand.
On his finger, a ring glistened. A silver loop, with an opal stone set into it. Pictures danced within the stone's surface.
"Watch," He called gently, "And don't try to escape. You won't be able to."
And then he cast his illusions over their minds.
Broken cities, clouded skies, people screaming, dying. The dead walking the streets, shambling along, twisted and shattered corpses taking more and more life, multiplying in number every time another died. Demons, spirits of the dead, ghosts, raging through the city streets, hunting men, women, and children.
But mainly children.
And blood. River of blood. Seas of blood, washing through the city streets.
Painting everything in their path.
"Perhaps... if I show you."
Evangeline scoffed angrily.
"You haven't tried that yet?" She growled. Shyde gave her a wry smile, then raised one hand.
On his finger, a ring glistened. A silver loop, with an opal stone set into it. Pictures danced within the stone's surface.
"Watch," He called gently, "And don't try to escape. You won't be able to."
And then he cast his illusions over their minds.
Broken cities, clouded skies, people screaming, dying. The dead walking the streets, shambling along, twisted and shattered corpses taking more and more life, multiplying in number every time another died. Demons, spirits of the dead, ghosts, raging through the city streets, hunting men, women, and children.
But mainly children.
And blood. River of blood. Seas of blood, washing through the city streets.
Painting everything in their path.
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He blinked. Once. Twice. No, the images were still there. Alexander looked around the illusion in confusion. Weren't they just in some misty patch of forest?
So this was the ability of the viewer or whatever it was called... He had only vaguely remembered it.
So this was the ability of the viewer or whatever it was called... He had only vaguely remembered it.
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"Shyde." A new voice came out of the forest. A level, unemotional voice. The images vanished, as Shyde whirled around and dropped to his knees in the mist.
"Avis!" He gasped.
The man that stepped out of the forest was small and slender. Not a fighter in build. His features were delicate and neutral; there was no emotion in his expression. His light brown hair stood in a mop on his head, his pale eyes glowing in the shadows. He wore a dark cloak and vest, clothing of the 19th century.
There were five other figures gathered behind him. The woman Evangeline, impatient Phillipe, a man with insanity in his eyes, a free-spirited teen, and a boy who could not have reached his tenth birthday. They hovered behind him, as though held back by some sort of invisible force. It was a force that all of them could feel. This man exuded an aura of undeniable calm and complete power.
He was dangerous.
And yet... not.
"Avis!" He gasped.
The man that stepped out of the forest was small and slender. Not a fighter in build. His features were delicate and neutral; there was no emotion in his expression. His light brown hair stood in a mop on his head, his pale eyes glowing in the shadows. He wore a dark cloak and vest, clothing of the 19th century.
There were five other figures gathered behind him. The woman Evangeline, impatient Phillipe, a man with insanity in his eyes, a free-spirited teen, and a boy who could not have reached his tenth birthday. They hovered behind him, as though held back by some sort of invisible force. It was a force that all of them could feel. This man exuded an aura of undeniable calm and complete power.
He was dangerous.
And yet... not.
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Valian listened to what the others said and he started thinkinking about what this could mean.the others had been asking questations and seemed depressed. Then one of them said some thing about him not walking. That stung alittle bit and then he smiled." So I'm in I quess, but how am I gonna do any thing with out legs"? He tapped the wheel chair and slightly frowned. He was probably the only useless person her. He didn't care but if he could do any thing he would.. " I also noticed that women seems very angry, I know a place where she can get some weed that would calm her down". Turning the wheel chair around he started to roll towards the others.
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Evangeline gave Valian a seething look.
"Calm, Eva," Avis' voice did not change at all. But Evangeline calmed noticeably.
"You would receive Eva's ring," Avis told Valian, "Or, a ring identical to it. Forged from the stone of the Bringer's Gate." He glanced at the woman again, "Show him what can be done, Eva."
Evangeline glared at Avis. Then she vanished, reappearing on the other side of the clearing.
"Calm, Eva," Avis' voice did not change at all. But Evangeline calmed noticeably.
"You would receive Eva's ring," Avis told Valian, "Or, a ring identical to it. Forged from the stone of the Bringer's Gate." He glanced at the woman again, "Show him what can be done, Eva."
Evangeline glared at Avis. Then she vanished, reappearing on the other side of the clearing.
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He watched them with a little interest and saw her vanish and reappear. " well you have me conveinced to join, but do I have to hang out with her cause she is to grumpy for me". He smiled at her then looked at the man" so what am I taking out and how are we being armed"? If they where going up againts odd they would need weapons and skills to do what ever it took.
" so a bringer, what do I do then"?
" so a bringer, what do I do then"?
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Avis' cold shell cracked a bit. He gave a small chuckle.
"Slow down, Valian," He soothed, "And Shyde... get off your knees. We're friends, remember?"
Shyde sprang to his feet.
"Slow down, Valian," He soothed, "And Shyde... get off your knees. We're friends, remember?"
Shyde sprang to his feet.
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Faith was curious now. She eyed the others, as the images flashed through her memories again. The man had said illusions. Slowly, she rose to her feet, watching Avis.
There was something...different about him. The eighteen year old couldn't quite place it.
She spoke softly. "Who.....?"
There was something...different about him. The eighteen year old couldn't quite place it.
She spoke softly. "Who.....?"
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Avis turned to fix her in his soul-piercing gaze. He raised his eyebrows, waiting for her to finish the question.
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Alexander studied Avis, he seemed like he was the leader with the way all the others acted in his presence.
Hunter huh.... He thought blandly. What could he do with that? He clenched his hand into a fist for a moment before relaxing it.
The old man... would he be able to find his soul? He shivered as the now confirmed memories returned to him.
The gore and blood that had covered the room prominent in the forefront of his mind.
Hunter huh.... He thought blandly. What could he do with that? He clenched his hand into a fist for a moment before relaxing it.
The old man... would he be able to find his soul? He shivered as the now confirmed memories returned to him.
The gore and blood that had covered the room prominent in the forefront of his mind.
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Faith didn't finish. She just shook her head sharply. It didn't matter. She opened her hands, turning them towards her. They seemed so far away....
She looked up again, her eyes dark, but unreadable. She remained silent just...waiting.
But then, she licked her lips and spoke, her voice growing in strength and conviction as she uttered the question. "Who gave you the right?" she demanded quietly. "To choose who gets a second chance?"
She looked up again, her eyes dark, but unreadable. She remained silent just...waiting.
But then, she licked her lips and spoke, her voice growing in strength and conviction as she uttered the question. "Who gave you the right?" she demanded quietly. "To choose who gets a second chance?"
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Avis' eyes met hers evenly.
"I do not have the right," He breathed, power flashing behind his eyes, "I am allowed to search only for those who might replace me and my Guardians. You have the right to choose whether or not you get your second chance."
"I do not have the right," He breathed, power flashing behind his eyes, "I am allowed to search only for those who might replace me and my Guardians. You have the right to choose whether or not you get your second chance."
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Faith raised her eyebrows. "So now it's a choice," she muttered darkly, before clamping up and refusing to say anything else.
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"It always has been," Avis murmured, then glanced around him, at his Guardians.
"Follow us, if you are willing to help us. If not... I pray that you be one of the few to find peace in death."
And without another word, he turned through his Guardians and folded into the mist. The others were quick to follow, leaving only Shyde and the five-year-old boy behind.
"Follow us, if you are willing to help us. If not... I pray that you be one of the few to find peace in death."
And without another word, he turned through his Guardians and folded into the mist. The others were quick to follow, leaving only Shyde and the five-year-old boy behind.
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Alexander listened intently, pulling his knees to his chest and crossing his arms on top of them. He stared at the mist passively.
But on the inside, one of the many shattered pieces boiled in anger and revenge-lust. Those people that killed the one good thing in his life... How could he rest in peace knowing what had happened and that he was the reason for it. The old man... would he be able to find his soul? The gang... he wanted to annihilate them. His hand twitched as the blackest of his thoughts took over.
His restored voice rang out against the oppressive silence.
"I'll do it."
But on the inside, one of the many shattered pieces boiled in anger and revenge-lust. Those people that killed the one good thing in his life... How could he rest in peace knowing what had happened and that he was the reason for it. The old man... would he be able to find his soul? The gang... he wanted to annihilate them. His hand twitched as the blackest of his thoughts took over.
His restored voice rang out against the oppressive silence.
"I'll do it."
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