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originally posted in: THE DOJO
7/11/2017 1:55:40 AM
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Vance's green eyes widened with horror as he saw what had happened to the only friend he had that was still alive. His jaw dropped as he screamed silently, unable to find words, and was suddenly reminded of a scene....[quote][i]"JONATHON!"[/i] The scream was Vance's, when he was merely 12 years old. His hair was still its usual shaggy, black, however back then, his eyes were a crystal blue. And in front of him was another boy, also 12. He had a head of blond hair, however his eyes were closed... and a massive spike impaled his chest. The blond boy's frame was frail and skinny, likely that of a sickly child. And behind Vance, there was a Scorpion.[/quote]Vance's left hand erupted in green flame, and his right hand exploded in black electricity. It was the activation of his ultimate ability, if you will. His last resort. With explosive force, Vance propelled himself towards the cannibal, jumping to meet his opponent's face in altitude. He delivered a completely brutal series of punches; each with unstoppable force that more or less fractured both of Vance's bones and cracked the beast's skull. Even with fractured bones in his arms, Vance continued his barrage, flames scorching the beast's face and electricity coursing through its flesh and blood. Its face was eventually smashed in, and with a final "punch" (more like melee arm cannon), the cannibal was sent tumbling over, its body completely crushing the arm that had fallen off Victoria. Both the arm and the body disappeared to reveal... loot. For Victoria, the shield that the cannibal was using; however obviously scaled down to whatever size she was comfortable with. Made of adamantium, it also had a special ability; the ability to shapeshift into the greatsword that the cannibal was using, again obviously scaled down to a size Victoria was comfortable with. The thing was virtually indestructible, could shift shape in a fraction of a second, and the greatsword's blade could... literally slice through magic spells, if said spell is used as an attack. Its name? "Kalahan's Swordshield". Meanwhile, Vance was kneeling on the ground, his the bones in his arms completely broken and his energy utterly depleted; the only thing that kept him conscious was sheer willpower, for there was something he had to accomplish. He had received a spell; or more like an 'upgrade' to his pyromancy. Essentially, rainbow flames.[spoiler]Red flames = heal erethang, orange flames = something I'll figure out later when I update bio again, yellow flames = inextinguishable, forever burning, green flames = destruction of property, blue flames = destruction of lives, and purple flames = shields 'n shit.[/spoiler] Bright, scarlet flames surrounded Vance's arms, healing his broken bones as he slowly and tiredly faced Victoria. He could no longer find the energy to walk, so he crawled over to her, shakily kneeling beside her on side where her arm was torn off. He lifted Victoria's new swordshield, allowing it to shapeshift into a greatsword, and slicing his own left arm off completely. He barely even noticed the pain. And so, he slowly aligned his own arm with the area where Victoria's had been cut off, and allowed scarlet flames to surround the arm and the left half of Victoria's torso, connecting the two pieces of flesh. Her new arm changed in size to match Victoria's right arm, but its skin tone still matched Vance's. Meanwhile, scarlet flames cauterized Vance's self-induced wound. And he promptly passed out, not to awaken for 'three months', AKA Thursday, July 20th. Oh, and Victoria gets to have green fire with her new arm. Yay!
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  • [i]Victoria had not awaken for a while, her body lying still as her mind drifted back into a painful conscious. She found her eyes staring up, at the cavern above her being, droplets of water from up above dripping upon her armored, beaten frame. She felt her aching body, the pain settling as both of her hands dug into the dirt underneath, her fingers clenching the uprooted ground tightly-[/i] [i]-Both of her hands?[/i] [i]Victoria forced her hand to look at her left side: it was true. Her armored pauldron and left arm coating had been destroyed and practically disappeared from her chassis. The arm was.. darker than the rest of her body, with more of a tan, perhaps, compared to her snow white skin. She looked over in questioning, before she found her masked sapphire eyes upon..[/i] [i]Vance.. without an arm..[/i] [i]Victoria scampered up towards his body, gagging in pain from her bruised body. Words sputtered from her mouth, nearly incomprehensible and desperate, filled with a sorrow and utter terror.[/i] "V-Vance~" [i]The Sororitas muttered, rising over his still body and cupping his head with her bloodied, dirt-ridden gloves, shaking her head wildly before checking for a brief pulse of a heartbeat. Luckily, there was one, one that was exhausted beyond degree, but.. it was there.[/i] [i]Hugging Vance tightly against her body, Victoria shook her head, the Sororitas silently crying before allowing his body to return to lying upon the earth, as she went to retrieve the bloodied greatsword. She tested Kalahan's weapon, it's swordshield functions and such before allowing the weapon to take place upon her back, within it's deep black leather sheath. Don't ask where that came from.[/i] [i]Retrieving the remainder of her weaponry, Victoria pressed her knee against the dirt as she lifted Vance from the earth, using what remained of her strength to carry his slumped body as she took one step, then two. Whenever her vigor had been restored, she began to heave the unconscious man out of the cavern, up the stairs that had lead them down into the pit of the cannibal, and back to the surface.[/i] [i]When Victoria finally reached the surface, Vance still in her arms, she promptly kicked the log cabin's door down, lurching out of the small building with the mage still in her arms. For a moment, she allowed his body to rest upon the earth, as she "collected" herself - in short, Victoria tore off her helm and fell to her weak knees, letting out her tears of terror and screaming in anguish: for Vance, for his survivability, for the terrible memories, for her very arrival upon the planet, as the vibrant emerald flames ever so slightly sparked within her naked left palm.[/i] [i]...There was no Emperor to help her now. Victoria had herself, Vance.. and Ike, wherever he was. Those three, against whatever would threaten their lives. Gritting her teeth in newfound reassurance, Victoria stumbled upwards, turning towards Vance once more and lifting up his limp body, almost as if cradling him. If cradling involved nearly dying to a cannibalistic monstrosity.[/i] [i]There was no path laid out for the Sororitas, other than the path back to the Dojo. Forwards. And thus, she moved onwards, as the nightly moon that hung above shone down upon the two warriors whom were merely returning home.[/i] ((Fin. Dayum.))

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