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Post by Kakushin on Feb 9, 2016 22:47:11 GMT
Kaku's eyes saw as much crimson from his surroundings now as he did from seeing Ru. His dying husband, the only restraint Kaku had left was gone. His mind was void of any more calm thoughts. He'd just come from finding his brother dead, Ikiru suffering years of torment from his Kyuban disease, only to find the last spark of life also going out. He'd lost his kids, his brother, and now Ru. And Kakushin couldn't think of any reason why he shouldn't seek retribution. No one would stop him, and the King almost felt a flicker of excitement to think that now, he could finally go and destroy those who had done him wrong, tortured the King for all of these years. How far Kaku would fall for what he did, he didn't care, he'd be the King of fallen Angels if that was what it took. With speed only matched by light, Kakushin was soaring above the keep of Saints, the Temple that seemed unguarded, and yet for years had held no battles inside. Kakushin was about to change that. The tips of his wings already burned, white feathers beginning to catch fire from the heat of his speed magic, but Kakushin needed one last burst from them to get him low enough to make sure the Saints missed his approach. They had magic traps as well, set specifically to hit those coming from above, but Kaku didn't plan to stop even for them. His body dropped into a dive, glowing gold as he activated the light speed again, more of his wings burning up. Like hitting into an invisible barrier, the moment he was close enough, the traps went off. Arcs of lightening tried to hit Kaku, many missed, but some hit. Though all they did was add physical wounds to the long list of existing mental ones. Kaku didn't care, the blood simply stirred him on. Opening his half charred wings just in time to catch himself, Kaku focused all the magic from his speed into his legs as he came slamming down into the centre of the Temple, making a crater in their gardens. Kaku had his presence known now, and hopefully his motives. But the King didn't stop, he aimed up at one of the towers with his sword, sending a swiping beam of light magic across it, slicing the stone tower clean in two, causing it to fall. "Bring out the one who attacked the Demon King, and the one who destroyed my home... or know that there won't be even dust left of this place, and everyone in it when I'm done!" Kaku called, not as loud as his anger should be letting out, but what restrain he had to his voice, Kaku wasn't going to allow to his actions.
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Post by Saiken on Feb 10, 2016 22:10:37 GMT
Things had gotten really bad, really quickly, and Saiken found himself hiding further and further into the temple as it did. Not so much fearing what was happening, but after his luck in life, feared how it would all end. More often then not he found himself with the company of their two prisoners, and while they weren't really close, he felt as if he made a friend of the two. He hated how they were imprisoned, reminded him of too much, but he feared Banto and Khan's reactions if he did anything more. It didn't help that while he did this, he left his station, to come back to find weapons missing, one in particular a worry due to its power, he didn't even let Marzzi in on that one, so knowing it was either stolen by another member, or he misplaced it, was never a good thing. And he was terrified of disappointing his brothers if he told them. But hearing the crash and noise from outside, Saiken finally took initiative and went to see what was happening, he didn't want to lose another home or friends, not for anything, and while he hated everything about this war, he would fight if he had to. He never expected to see the Angel King, not so mad anyways, it terrified him, but he held his head high, before shouting out to him. "Never..... I wont lose someone else. I wont lose my home again, please." Saiken didn't want to fight though. "I'm friends with Sky and Art, take down here and you take them out too.... PLEASE DONT LET ME LOSE ANYONE ELSE, TOO MANY HAVE DIED ALREADY, I DONT WANT TO LOSE SOMEONE ELSE. PLEASE." Saiken knew if the King attacked this place, his brothers would go down with it, and he couldn't lose them again, he didn't think he could take it.
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Post by Kakushin on Feb 10, 2016 22:29:53 GMT
This place was so quiet, for a place full of mass murders and monsters. Kakushin couldn't sense many around, or hear much, other than the sparks of energy surrounding him, or the licking flames on his wings which, with a strong flap, Kaku dispelled. It meant nothing to him, he hoped many of the Saints had perished already, giving him a nice clean up job here. He'd asked for the one responsible of destroying his home, his life, but to be honest, Kaku found them all guilty of that, all of the rats in this sick place, that needed a deep purging. Kakushin paced the gardens, repeating his demands and refusing to move until the Saints came to him. Finally he heard a set of footsteps, though as Kaku glared to their owner, he was met with the eyes of a kid, just trying to keep it together as he addressed the King. Kakushin glared at the boy as he spoke, just begging Kaku to not hurt anyone. Kakushin let the words leave the boy's lips just before raising his sword, the blade humming with light magic, towards the boy's neck. "This is no home, it's a lair of monsters, a place of evil that needs to be destroyed. And... if you consider it a home, then your a monster, just like the rest of them." Kakushin glanced away when this boy spoke of his children, before his dark eyes lifted. "They've rejected me, my... children chose to remain here rather than come with me. You've turned them against me... If they, if they perish here, it won't make a difference." Kakushin replied, in a voice so calm it was terrifying beyond belief. Kakushin didn't even blink as he stared at the child. "I wanted Banto dead first, but if you all will die anyway, then this kill is all the same." Kakushin muttered, the humming of his sword getting louder as he prepared to release it towards the young Saint's head.
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Post by Doragon on Feb 16, 2016 20:38:22 GMT
Doragon was prepared to ignore the commotion going on outside, knowing that whoever it was wouldn't do anything until he found the one responsible, he knew he wouldn't risk randomly killing them in the hunt, the king wanting to watch the death of whoever caused his heartbreak. It was easy to tell, Doragon having seen this happen more then his fair share of times in his short life. But hearing his younger brother shout had Doragon up and moving far quicker then ever before, fearing what would happen to his family. And he knew that wherever Haru was, he was doing the same. Walking outside looking into the eyes of the Angel King, listening to his words, he knew exactly who for and why he was here, Hino making a fuss once he left about the council and their choices, and Khan returning from wherever he went way too smug. Holding out his weapon, a pillar of fire his choice of element, Doragon stood in front his brother, ready to take on any attack. "I barely know your children, but I was told of what they did. Art is young, and I know from experience that those young don't remember good times when in situations like this, he ran to what he knew, rather then what was right. As for Sky, she is strong, stood up to some of those in there willing to kill her and her brother, didn't let those innocent being used go without a friend. You should be proud, not willing to let them burn." Doragon needed to say that first, before becoming hostile, to let the other know he meant no harm, and didn't want harm to come to someone he knew the King would regret hurting one day. "And you are wrong, my brother is innocent, all he has done is create as he wanted, we found a home here after years of misfortune, the first place that could protect us, as much as we could protect it... The first home we have had in a while." Doragon could sense Haru arriving, comforting Saiken as Doragon spoke to the king. "I will not let harm come to my family, not when they did nothing wrong and came here as we had no where else to go. I want Banto dead as much as the next guy, he's a cruel and twisted man who has been playing us all in here, and I know those in charge no longer are allowing him, nor the council to interfere, we are sick of this war, one Banto started, not us. I will not stop you from killing him, nor a selected few others, as I know their loyalty, but I will not allow harm to come to those you deem evil, who are just as caught up in this as the other. Like my brothers, like our leaders."
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Post by Kakushin on Feb 19, 2016 20:26:13 GMT
Kaku was ready to let loose the light of justice, no matter how young the victim of his ray was. This was redemption for everything, all the horrible things that scarred into Kakushin's heart, removing all sense of mercy left in the Angel. The time for revenge was finally in the Angel King's court, and he was determined to serve. But, someone got in the way, another young man, though older than the last. Kakushin didn't really care, they were a Saint as well. His sword still hummed, refusing to lower, but the King had a flicker of patience left to at least listen to what the Human said. Though, Kakushin thought to himself, all he'd ever done for Humans was listen, accept their opinions and try to give them peace. And yet, in return they'd taken everything. There was a deep red glare set in Kaku's eyes, tears still remained built up around his eyelids, as he listened to the boy. He ignored everything about his children, he didn't need these kidnappers telling him how to feel about his brain-washed children. And the less Kaku thought about them, the less he'd hesitate when tearing this place down.
After the boy's piece had been said, Kakushin was silent for a few, fatal moments. The boys, now three, as another joined to comfort the youngest, were given a moment of Kakushin's pitiful expression, before it hardened once more. "I can't remember what having a home was like. I found one, after losing someone I love so dearly, and it was an amazing home. I had a family too, they all looked up to me, care for me like I did for them. All they wanted was a peaceful life, a happy one where they could help others as much as they helped one another. But... my home was destroyed, wasn't it?" Kakushin asked, almost hissing the words. He could hear the movement of boots on stone, eyes glancing around as a few others had joined in the gardens, weapons ready as they listened to Kaku, waiting for a fight to start. "And it wasn't just destroyed by this Banto. A whole ship of your family, decided to destroy my home, my whole life and loving family, without a hint of mercy. Weapons of mass destruction.... you..." Kakushin glared over towards the youngest boy. "You said that all your brother wanted to do was create. Knowing how you filth like to act, he creates weapons, doesn't he?" Kakushin asked, sighing aggressively as he didn't need an answer. "I had a brother once, who spent his young life building and creating himself. He made machines of healing, limbs to replace those lost, things to help others. It was inspiring to see what he did. But what does your brother do? Make bombs? Weapons of mass destruction? How typical of you Humans, create something with the power to destroy entire races, or clans, and call it inspiring, call it an inventive genius. You all make me so sick." Kakushin's sword had lowered slightly as he spoke, voice so tight and violent it felt like the ground shook as the King spoke. "I'll never understand you Humans. Banto is evil, amongst many I've faced..." Kakushin added, noticing from before that Banto had yet to appear, probably setting up his teleporting traps right now, "But he joined you family, like all the others. And yet, you stand here and say, I'm free to kill him, and a few others? Such a savage way of speaking, how little you care for others who, despite their differences, are still a part of this sick family of yours. It is just proof of how little moral Human filth have. This is my ultimate judgement, that the universal evil that is your pitiful group must die, now, before it causes this world any more harm." Kakushin announced. However, he didn't raise his sword to the boys, rather turn to the side to glare at the few others that had gathered now. "You three rats, run. Find a new home, whilst you can, watch as I destroy this one, and maybe then you'll understand the pain I feel." Kakushin muttered, giving the three one last sympathetic glance before turning to the other Saints. His sword was still charged and ready, and Kakushin raised it to prepare to slice across some of the pillars, hoping to knock down part of the Temple in one strike.
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Post by Marzzi Henko on Feb 19, 2016 20:55:27 GMT
Hino and Marzzi were facing probably permanent burns from carrying Jasper between them back to the Temple. But the kid needed help, and fast. His curses wouldn't let him die, not before they took him themselves, but Jasper still wasn't good right now. And Marzzi was beginning to see why everything was going down right now. They began to run through Rycora the moment both felt a flash of light above their heads, the searing heat of light magic that radiated off the light beam. Marzzi recognised it well, and began running as the ground shook, and a thunderous noise coming from the Temple's direction echoed through the forest. Quickly gathering in the Temple, placing Jasper in his quarters, then grabbing Baxton before the healer could go anywhere else, Marzzi then headed down to his storage room. He gather his strongest baby, newly improved as well. The large rifle required both hands, which was easily done by the large man. Without time to waste, Banto joined the others above, reaching the gathering of the other Saints in time to hear the Angel King's speech. A Marzzi from a few years ago would have chuckled as this man's wails and threats, knowing he was almost solely responsible for them. But right now, Marzzi saw a miserable man, suffering loss, and his family and friends about to pay the price for what Marzzi created. He lifted his rifle, aiming it towards Kakushin's hand and firing. A echoing explosion from the barrel, and travelling lightening fast, the bullet hit Kaku's sword, making a loud ringing sound. The sword was immediately flung back and out of the King's grip, allowing time for Marzzi to barge his way to the front. "Destroyin' the thing that makes you unhappy isn't worth it, your highness, believe me, I know. These people here are innocent, simple by-standers in this war, that just wanna live through it best they can. It's people like me who you want." Marzzi announced, lowering his gun. "I'm sorry, for all that I did you and yer family. I built that bomb, the one that hit Aura. Those brats don't having anything to do with it, nor any of the brats around me. The ones you want are me an' Banto, which is only fair." Marzzi added. Smiling a little, "And I really am sorry for what I did, I only know now after everythin' this pointless war has done what a bastard I'd been. The only way to earn my forgiveness is for you to kill me, so do it." Marzzi announced, hearing some voices behind him. One stepped to his side. At first Marzzi thought it would be Hino, there to protect the side of his brother, but someone got there first. Banto stepped up at last, grin on his face, and placed a hand on Marzzi's chest to push the large man back.
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Post by Banto Night on Feb 19, 2016 21:10:38 GMT
The stage was finally set, Banto had been longing for a fight like this one since the moment he'd defeated the King that first time. He'd been surprised like the others when someone broke through the Temple's defences, but Banto was quick to recover from it. He'd smirked, lurking amongst the shadows of the keep to prepare himself, make marks for his portals, all the while listening the commotion outside. Banto was expecting to see a fight break out, or part of the Temple collapse, but instead he heard the familiar sound of a gun firing, and then Marzzi of all people talking out. The brute apologised. As Banto made his way amongst the group, his smirk seemed to drop into a glare. How far Marzzi had fallen, from the tough and respectable brute Banto had confided in those years ago. Now he stood apologising to the King of nothing, expecting punishment for himself, and for Banto. The man heard enough, finally stepping forward to push Marzzi back, grinning towards Kaku. "Relax Marzzi. You and I did nothing wrong, we just did what was necessary, what was... fun." Banto interrupted, raising a brow to Kakushin. "This King of nothing deserves no apology, he just deserves to be put down finally, so he can join that little family he failed to protect. And since you don't seem to care about them anyway, don't worry, I'll make sure those kids of yours join you, your highness, in death. They've served us well enough." Banto added, before vanishing, dropping down into a portal. He reappeared the other side of the garden, quickly drawing his gun to fire it at Kakushin's back twice, teleporting again into a different place to fire three more times. Stopping his movements, Banto appeared in Kakushin's sight, glancing to the other, hesitant Saints. "Well? What are you all waiting for? We can take down our strongest enemy right here, prove our race as superior at last! Do not forget the friends we lost to beings like him!"
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Post by Kakushin on Feb 19, 2016 21:33:26 GMT
The sword gripped tight in Kaku's hand was easily thrown, by a powerful force, one of the Human toys, a gun. Kakushin glared towards the one wielding it, recognising Marzzi quite well after all these years. What Kakushin didn't expect from the weapon-crafter was an apology, and a sacrifice of his own life for others. It reminded Kaku of others, those he'd lost, the ones who would die themselves to protect others they deemed worthy of living. It made Kakushin's murderous determination falter for a moment, his glare loosening. Before Banto approached. Kakushin went stiff once more, his eye burning aggressively into his enemy. Banto spoke up, and Kakushin could only attempt to ignore the boiling words that this monster spoke, but they still burnt through to the King's wounded heart. Reaching a snapping point, Kakushin got ready to charge, fight with his fists if that was what it took. But Banto dodged away, hiding in his annoying portals. Kakushin heard two explosions and instinctly dodged, just in time to only feel the pounding impact of one bullet into his back. He turned just as Banto vanished again, and heard more triggers being pulled. The King flew directly up this time, a few feet into the air in order to avoid the bullets, that flew past and into the stonework of the Temple. Banto gestured to others, those that Marzzi had called innocent. Some of them did indeed ignore Banto as he asked them to fight, some, however, readied their weapons. A man with blonde hair had sparks of lightening around his hands, a woman with dark hair lifted a sword ready. A couple, with red and blue hair, seemed to turn to flank Kaku from the side. Many didn't seem so innocent, and watching them turn violent made Kakushin hate the moment he'd almost believed Marzzi. Showing no hesitation this time, Kakushin moved a palm before him, wings igniting with wicked white flames as the King drew in an insane amount of magical energy to create a beam of light from his hands. It arched right across one whole side of the gardens, slicing through the pillars that made up the foundation of this Temple like a knife through butter. Within moments they crumbled, and half of the Temple began to collapse on itself. Along with the explosive light magic from the beam, and the falling walls of stone, many were thrown into disarray, enough time for Kaku to focus on Banto. The rat seemed to try and retreat, but this time the King was ready. He wasn't messing around this time. Kaku had no one to look out for, no one to have mercy on. Banto would soon realise he was facing a completely different Kaku than the one from before. Kakushin aimed his hand again, blasting a hole into the wall that Banto planned to escape into, breaking off one of his portals. Before Kaku could even soak in the glory of seeing Banto's expression grow worried, he flew down with light-speed, grabbing his sword from the ground and charging, wings burning even more as his sword went to enter Banto's cold heart.
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Post by Banto Night on Feb 19, 2016 21:48:43 GMT
It seemed there were still a few Saints with a backbone, ready to fight this Angel King for their lives, and the lives of those lost. Banto didn't care was reason they had for fighting, only that they'd help take the King down. This certainly wasn't going to be as easy that Banto's first fight against Kakushin, that much the ex-criminal knew. He watched the likes of Luke, Kitsun, Rose and Duke get ready to fight the King back, preparing magic or traps. But in that moment, the King showed no mercy, and a level of power even Banto didn't expect. In an instant, half of the Temple's main section had been cut clean in half, explosions destroying walls, causing others to be thrown back under the collapsing cover. And then the few screams as the Temple ceiling collapsed, brutal stone crashing down on two individuals, as far as Banto could see. One was Kitsun, who never stood a chance, the other was too obscured to tell. Banto didn't care, or have time to even attempt such a feeling, as the King turned to him. The portal Banto turned towards was quickly destroyed, leaving him flustered for a moment. Kakushin moved like light, and Banto let off one poorly aimed shot from his gun, before preparing another portal, this one on his chest. Banto planned for many things in this fight, even the prospect of receiving a fatal blow. So he'd prepared, placing a portal somewhere he knew would be impactful, and maliciously fun to watch. The portal placed on his own chest took the burning white hot sword with it, and jumped right to the portal Banto had placed on Marzzi's chest. Place there when Banto pushed the brute back, and aimed perfectly over the man's heart.
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Post by Marzzi Henko on Feb 19, 2016 22:19:42 GMT
The moment Banto appeared was the moment Marzzi knew this fight would face many more losses than it needed. Being pushed back a little, Marzzi growled, dropping his weapon. Something bad was about to happen, Marzzi just knew it, and the first thing he planned on doing was getting the ones who didn't want violence to safety. He backed off a little, muttering to the likes of Todd and the two Noble Twins to go and hide down in the cellars, or make it outside if they could. At that point, Marzzi heard gunfire, Banto rapidly teleporting and shooting at the King. Then, the creep just had to rally up those who didn't mind violence. Marzzi glared at them, but didn't really judge. Not that long ago he'd been the same, if not worse. He just worried what damage and death it would bring. And it brought a lot, very quickly. Marzzi experienced perhaps, what the explosion of Shiro must have been like, from an Angel's perspective. As his home was partly destroyed in one blow, many knocked around and injured without a second to react. Rubble feel around them, Marzzi himself knocked to the side. He looked around quickly for anyone hurt, spotting what, at this point, looked like a body underneath the collapsed Temple ceiling, as well as others partly crushed or blown away. Marzzi noticed the three brothers, in shock from all of this, but at least away from the blast zone. Getting to his feet, Marzzi rushed over to them, concerned and hurt, but giving the little brats a smile. "We're gettin' you outta here, right now, got it brats?" Marzzi ordered to them. Hino soon joined too, Marzzi giving his brother a nod, and smile, despite the dire situation. The brute went to knell down, prepared to talk to his little apprentice, and the most shaken up of the little brats. "You'll be fine, alrigh... t?" Marzzi began to get out, before making a guttural noise. His breath was taken from him in the middle of a word, and it almost thrust Marzzi back. There was a sudden pain in his chest, that quickly turned into a roaring thunder of searing pain, burning flesh and rapid blood loss. Glancing down, Marzzi saw the small teleportation circle, and the sword protruding out of it, that impaled Marzzi right into his heart. Once the sword was removed, every bit of energy holding Marzzi up left with it, and he collapsed onto his back, a significant hole in his chest. The wound was cauterized by the white hot nature of the sword, which slowed the bleeding, but nothing could help reduce the loss of Marzzi's major organ. The hole cut out almost the entire heart from Marzzi's chest. And without time for another breath, all the blood around his body instantly stopped moving, and very quickly, Marzzi Henko's mind shut down, leaving a look of surprise and pain on his face, amongst two lifeless and dull yellow eyes.
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Post by Hino Esu on Feb 20, 2016 22:11:49 GMT
Things went from bad to worse in a matter of seconds when they dragged Jasper back. Hino didn't see what happened at first, all he remembers is making Jasper comfortable out of sight, before rushing over to the Temple, seeing the damage, hearing the screams, focusing on the blood, and the flashes of light from the Angel King as he struck his friends down. Hino didn't have much time to be angry or panic as he headed off those injured and helped those running into safety. Hino barely had chance to watch out for those he knew strong enough, Marzzi especially, but turning around to check on the brothers, and seeing his friend fall to the ground had Hino in a blinded panic that made him move faster then ever before. "MARZZI!" It was too late as he made it over, and Hino let out a few tears for the loss of his friend. All around him going in slow motion, as Hino smoothed out Marzzi's face, and closed his eyes, making a silent promise to return for his body to bury, as there was other things to attend to now. Taking in a breath, Hino stood before freezing and leaning back down to place Marzzi's favourite weapon in his hands, before looking to the terrified brothers. "Run, go to the cellar, grab the kids imprisoned and run, do not go into Minato, and take anyone else you can... Jasper's injured not far from here, down the opposite direction to the temple, that route will lead you to him, and take the first left you see, it will lead you all to a safe house." Hino hoped that in his panicked speech the boys would understand and do as asked. Hino was going to distract the King as best he could from them, if his attention moved from Banto at all, and Hino most sincerely hoped the King would put an end to that life, because if he didn't Hino would. Moving back to the others, Hino focused his attention on redirecting the survivors, keeping an eye out for any of the extra danger this fight would bring.
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Post by Kakushin on Feb 20, 2016 23:03:28 GMT
Kakushin's sword didn't hit the way he thought it could. It didn't get a reaction from Banto, only one of his typical and malicious grins. Then, from the gardens, Kakushin heard more commotion. He turned to see his sword, embedded in someone else. Marzzi was the one to fall, as Kakushin quickly brought back his sword. The man fell, the one who'd openly accepted death for the protection of others. He'd almost gained the King's respect, and know had it completely, for falsely dying by the hands of a supposed ally. Kakushin couldn't give the others death too much thought, blinding rage brought him back to stare at Banto. This man would die, he could only escape death so many times. A plague that had such cowardice to sacrifice even their own allies for themselves, didn't deserve to live, and Kakushin was going to make sure of it this time. So he used his free hand to grab Banto by the scruff, and with a beat of burning wings, Kakushin took to the skies above the Temple, planning to take Banto as high as possible for this fight, let this vicious man and piece of filth find the ground of the place he seemed to reject be the thing that finally ended him. Perhaps Kakushin would travel all the way up to Aura, let Banto see the fruits of his so called labour before ending him. The King shuddered, feeling explosions by his stomach, a few rapid gunshots impacting Kaku's stomach, Banto's attempt to free himself. But Kaku didn't let go, bleeding openly until he was high enough. And only did he let go of Banto when the filth knocked hard enough into Kaku's hand, releasing him from the Angel's grip, a good few hundred feet into the air.
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Post by Banto Night on Feb 21, 2016 21:59:13 GMT
Banto wasn't afraid of a little fall, it meant nothing to a guy like him. He fell plenty of times, into pits he'd dug himself from the enemies he made. But Banto never cared, he always found a way to soften the fall, or remove it entirely. Literally speaking, he wasn't afraid of heights, and didn't hesitate to try and shake of Kakushin's grip on his scruff. After a little struggle, Banto managed to get his gun to point into the King's stomach, shooting it plenty of times to try and kill the man whilst in flight. But Kakushin seemed ignorant of pain, leading Banto to continue his struggling. Eventually, Banto managed to knock the hand away, forcing Kaku to let go of the ex-criminal's weight, and Banto fell back down towards the Temple. He still had at least one sigil left, a portal for him to land in. He couldn't fall for long, or else the momentum that would carry through the portal would tear Banto apart no matter what angle he teleported at. So below his feet, Banto summoned a new portal, linking it to the last one he had up, one that stood at the top of the Temple's tower. He had to quickly grab onto the side wall of the turret to stop himself hurling straight off of it from the carried speed. Skidding near the edge, Banto looked up to find where the King was hovering, ready to aim his gun up. "B.. banto." Came a quiet voice behind him. Banto turned his head, spotting the small teen, hair a fair blonde. Havok seemed conflicted about something, but gave Banto a determined look. It was hard to read the little brat, which was saying something considering how simple-minded Havok usually was. "Heh, you wanna fight with me? Just like you did to that other Kyuban? Good kid." Banto grumbled. But then Havok shook his head, seeming to whimper a little. "I... don't want to." Havok mumbled. Banto glared back. "What?" Again Havok whimpered, but after a deep breath, his red eyes seemed almost fearless in their deep glow. "No more... kill..ing. Havok... I am my... own person." Banto had enough words from this rebellious brat, preparing to aim towards Havok's head. But the Kyuban had speed, if he'd had such bravery before then he could have easily bested Banto on his strength alone. But the brat had been stupid and timid back then, that didn't seem to be the case anymore. Banto's shot rung passed Havok's head as the boy dodged, sharp teeth barred as, with a hint of regret and sympathy on his face, he charged into Banto. Havok hit into Banto's stomach, lifting the ex-criminal clear into the air, "Sorry.." He muttered, before with one more supernaturally powers push, Havok threw Banto clear off the tower. Banto could believe this change of events, Havok's betrayal at such a pinnacle moment. His back slammed down against the half broken roof of the Temple below, rolling down the bumpy slope of rubble, bones cracking as he went, until coming to a rest down in the gardens. Breath escaping him, and with the inability to stand, Banto met his first moment of panic, and uncertainty of the next few seconds, eyes watching in panic to the skies above as his demise came flying down towards him.
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Post by Kakushin on Feb 21, 2016 22:32:34 GMT
Kakushin felt the weight of the wounds inflicted on him the moment Banto was dropped. The blood oozing from a dozen bullet holes in his chest. He'd ignore them for as long as he had to, until the job was done. Kakushin didn't plan to die yet, he wouldn't join the others until he knew their cruel and unnecessary deaths weren't for nothing. Kakushin's eyes widened as Banto disappeared, attempting to drop down and follow him through the portal before it disappeared, and Kaku cursed into the skies, looking for where the rat had gone. Bleeding out slowly, his charred wings slowly carrying Kaku down, he waited in the silence above the chaos below. People still screamed and cried, Saints dying in pain, but all Kaku listened out for was Banto. And eventually, he heard him. Hearing a smack of a body hitting stone, Kaku watched Banto fall from the tower below, seemingly pushed by one who still stood atop it. Kaku recognised the boy, the Kyuban that kidnapped his children. The Angel King would be attacking that monster boy where he stood, if he'd not, for some reason, helped Kakushin. He'd think more on the Kyuban boy later, as Banto was dropped down to the gardens, in a perfect position for Kaku to fall and end him. And Kaku did just that, dropping his damaged wings to free fall down, sword ready. The heat radiating from the blade, searing white smoke coming off the rapier as Kaku fell. And with a slam, the blade hit it's target, Kakushin landing on top of Banto, his sword embedded into the man's chest. But the heat didn't just burn, Kaku sent waves of light all the way into the evil man's blood, until it charred the entire body, leaving nothing left. Removing his blade from the burnt earth, Kakushin caught his breath, wheezing from the damage taken. He finally took in the cries around him. And for a moment, his mind took him back to Aura, hearing the cries of his own people, all suffering without anyone left to save them. Had, Kaku done something wrong here? His mind felt so conflicted, the need to hate and kill fighting against his long-held desire for peace. Nothing was right anymore, this world needed someone to fix it, before Kakushin was forced to destroy all he could. Having someone in mind, Kakushin launched into the sky, going over Rycora to the damper lands, where forests turned into swamps.
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