Dark Age Legends

[Dude Man]

//Heh, I have a great idea for a cool character allready. Hopefully, I'll find the will to have him last//

"Now that's just werid..." Duilin says, as Haraldur floats up into the air...

"Well, have it your way..." He then lays down on the couch, but dosen't fall asleep just yet. Just to relex.

"Let's hope they wake up soon, err, well ever." Duilin says to Zeros' "After we rest we should really start to find Draven, or the rest of the weapons...."

[Zeros']

"Draven's a minor nusance compared to the to the threat of the weapons could insue, since they use parts of Haraldur's power." He said without opening his eyes. "We don't want another Retan incident. That is entirely possible, but on a much larger scale. Possibly the entire continent if were not careful."

"But for now, I will rest. I'll see you guys tomorrow. I expect we have a long day ahead of us."

"Oh and Duilin, to anwser your question about having worse, I've had to sleep under rocks sometimes." Zeros' said before drifting off into a meditive trance.

[End Chapter for Zeros' and Kami-Ryu.]

[Dude Man]

Duilin continued to just lie down at the couch. He took out the golden mace and looked at it, for awile. He then placed it down on the table, near him. He then looked at his jacket he had over his shirt. He then glaced at the Dark Empire symbol, and thought about Draven's return. He then riped off the jacket and then tossed it away, into the fire place. It was not currently burning however. He then scratched his right wing and then folded them back in and then fell asleep on the couch.

[End of Chapter for Duilin]

[Trent]

"Yeesh... Somethin' big is afoot. I can feel it." Zion looked up into the sky.

"This ain't good, man." Xenai looked up into the sky with Zion.

"Whatever," said Tsu. "You guys come home with me. I'm sure neither of you have a place to stay."

The trio flew off toward Tsu's little cabin.

//End of Chapter for me. Keeping EW/ZW post count...

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EW: 3
ZW: 3

[Xorlak]

Thus the day ended... but it was just a beginning... a mere hint of the true chaos to come...

To be continued...

[Xorlak]

<span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'>Chapter 5</span>

A small spec parted the dark clouds in the southern sky, visible between the tall dark towers of the fortress.

"That thing in the sky! What is it?!"

"Shall we attack?"

"Wait!  That ship... could it be the... Emperor...?"

"Not sure I recognize that one..."

"It can be no other!  Make way!  It's landing!"

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Draven sneered out the window as he navigated the black airship closer and closer to the large platform extending out of the black fortress.  As he expected, the airship design was instantly recognized by the fortress occupants as the Emperor's.  Otherwise it would have been difficult to even approach the heavily armed former capital.  Scaly dark wyverns remained clutched to the tower sides, eying the ship as it hummed past.

The ship slowly landed with a clang, the magic fueled engines powering down.  The door at ground level opened slowly, a bit of mist emanating from within.  Several dozen Dark Empire soldiers approached meekly, not sure what to expect...

[Dude Man]

Duilin stands in the firely volcanic dark place. Fissures explodeing with lava surond him all over the place. He looks around, and walks quitely around...

Suddenly a figure attacks him, it creates a blade of fire and swings it at Duilin. Duilin grabs the flame as it flys at him, atempting to block it, relying on his demon powers, but it burns his hand. The figure then charges at him, grabbing him, pounding at him, he trys to fight back, but nothing happens. Duilin gets enraged, at the figure, and a dark aura glows around Duilin. He then transforms, into what looks like a full demon and then rips the figure apart...


Duilin awakes, bolting up. With a slight yell of fear.

A dream....nothing more Duilin thinks. He then sits up on the couch, and rubs his forehead and sighs.

"Damn, nightmares..."

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A large man was with the group of warriors. He was much bigger then all of them, so he stood out.

"It looks like the Emporer's ship...a little..." He says

"Could it be the Emporer, Maxwell?" A soilder asked

"I don't know. But I'm prepareing for the worst.." He loads a few bolts in his gun, but keeps it lowered. "My brother better be on that ship..." Maxwell says quitely...

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This place is so...clean...and peacefull...could this be heaven? Could the gate I found in hell would have lead me to heaven?

A small, red, winged, humaniod, creature stands on top of a stone building.

No, this must be the place, were the 6 weapons are. Armic must be looking for them. He has joined with Quor. For some reason I don't like that. This is just to much, the deamons were in this world, and they destroyed many things. I seem to have lost my demon partner aswell. Imps need a demon partner, so I need to find one. Hmm...I sence demons...one...no...two. Two demons!

The Imp then glids down to the ground and then heads towards, Duilin's house.

"My name is <span style='color:red'>Rink</span>! I rime with <span style='color:pink'>pink</span>! I'm so small, I fit in a <span style='color:blue'>sink</span>!"

[Zeros']

Zeros' groggily wakes up and puts a hand to his forehead. He shakes his head, his silver hair spillng over his shoulders as he plants his feet on the floor and pushes off. He folds all six of his wings behind him and looks out the  window at the small red imp. He slanters over to the door and peers down at the small red creature as he opens the door.

"What in the nine hells is an imp doing here? Shouldn't you be back in Qor's realm?"

[Haraldur]

Haraldur awoke, his aura forming little snowflake patterns in the air. He floated down to the ground. He came to the door, saw the imp, and glared at it.

[Xorlak]

A shadow appeared in the doorway, turning into Draven as he stepped out of the ship.  His walk was calm and authoritive, his cape flowing behind him, striding as if he never had been missing for a whole month...

"L-Lord Draven?!"

"Who is in charge here?"

"C-Commander Maxwell, s-sir..."

The soldier pointed to the mammoth of a man in black armor, standing at the opposite side of the platform.  Draven pushed the soldier out of the way as he continued walking.

"Commander Maxwell, I commend you.  You've kept the capital in fair order during my absence.  Many other cities have fallen during our absence.  You are to be rewarded."

He continued walking, the entourage of confused soldiers meekly following their general.

"Alas, it seems our glorious Emperor and the rest of the high generals will not be joining us... I will be taking full command from here on."

Draven sneered.  The black gates opened to the interior of the Dark Palace.

"The one behind me, Armic, is my guest.  Do see that he receives the same respect as is given to me."

[Dude Man]

Maxwell, glances at Draven in slight shock. "Very well lord Draven. I'll make sure the annoncments spreads around." He straps his weapon on his belt. "I take it the Emporer is dead now. I didn't think Retan could have been defeated. But one question..." He then steps infront of Draven "Were is my brother? Were is Darion? I didn't hear about him, when the reports came..."

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"An Imp?" Duilin says, getting up. He then looks toward it. Rink then runs into the building, slides in past Zeros' and then glares at Duilin.

"My name is Rink!" Says the Imp. He then walks around..."Nice place you got here..Who's is it?"

"Mine." Duilin replies "How the hell did you get here, the portal is closed!"

"Well...Imps are parnered with Demons, and well. My demon was killed, by a golden mace barring half demon."

He then turns at Duilin "You! It was you! But worry you not! For, I have a clue, that staying here is the spot!"

"What a horrible rime." Duilin groans

"My name is Rink! I rime with Pink! I'm so small, I fit in a sink!" Rink the dives on to one of the chairs. "I knock down stuff..." He then jumps into the air, and blasts a tiny flame at the chair, knocking it down giveing it a slight burn "...in a firey puff!" He then jumps at Duilin "And I'd like you to know, You stink!"

"Geez, okay, Your a good rimer. Now get outa here!" Duilin says, smacking Rink away.

"No, but you see...the problom is...I need a new demon partner. And since you have slain my old one, it has to be you! So...Weither you like it or not, you are to be my new demon!"

"But I'm only a half breed! Can't you just take Zeros' he most demon then I am!"

"So you think...You can't fool, old Rink! Your more demon then you belive, Your dreams do not desive!" Rink grins at Duilin, and gives him a look...

Duilin the glares at Rink."What do you...nevermind...Okay, then, your can stay with me!" Duilin laughs. "I still don't get it, why is it so important for you to have a demon? If it won't make you go back home..."

"Next time the portal opens I can go back home...But I don't want to much, perhaps, we should find the weapons?"

Duilin rubs his chin, "Hmmm..."

[CyberWolf]

Armic got out of his crouched position against the vessels wall and trodded out of the ship behind Draven.

Bending his wings as to not bang them against the doorway, he steps out and observes his surroundings. He examines the soldiers, and finds one out of the crowd that seemed to fear him. As he walked down the aisle, the made sure to feign an attack against the fearful soldier, enjoying the sudden jump his target made.

Laughing to himself, he stands slightly behind Draven, to his right side and folds his arms, his wings halfway expanded.
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Nevina wakes up, feeling groggy, but feels renewed strength within herself.

[Zeros']

Zeros' rubs his temples and glares at Rink.

"Don't worry Duilin. Most demons have a partner imp. Its a bonding ceremony. The only reason you haven't obtained an imp yet is because you've lives most your life as a human. The reason I don't have an imp is because of the blood of a god/goddess I have. Most imps wouldn't survive with me because of that. I'd have a better chance with an angel instead of an imp, but I choose not to. Kami-sama and Hild-sama are just plain annoying..." He explained while looked between Duilin and Rink.

"But since I'm not directly involved with either ruler - Kami-sama being heaven or Asgard and Hild-sama being Nifelim - I have no need for a partner. Probably the only reason I've not been attacked yet is because I'm one of the strongest being on this planet, Asgard and Nifliem included."

[Xorlak]

Draven continued walking, the group now moving inside the dark-walled, red carpeted tower.

"As for exactly what happened to the Emperor, I'm not sure.  Alas, I do know the fate of your brother, however...  

"There was a traitor among us at Romme.  Though I didn't see him do it, I'm sure it was him.  A miserable soldier named Duilin.  Darion informed me of his treachery and went off to punish the traitor, but the next time I saw him he was dead in front of Romme Castle...

"If you wish to seek revenge you are in luck, for I saw Duilin just yesterday near Laus.  He seems to be part demon and quite resilient, though I doubt he'll give you any trouble..."

The group came to a grand spiral staircase and began to descend (for the ship landed on an elevated platform, about halfway up the tower.)

"But first things first... Maxwell, the underground shrine this fortress was built on decades ago... has it been opened in the past month?"

[Dude Man]

"No, sir. It hasn't been open since the Emperor left." Replies Maxwell.

"Duilin...I'll remember that name...." He says softly "

I supose my brother's friends suffered the same fait...

"He desided not to open the shine, untill one of the High Generals, or the Emperor returned, if they didn't come in about a year, then we would stop waiting...I guess, your lucky you came...my lord."

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"Well, if you put it that way, I guess, I'll just have to live with it." Duilin sighs

Rink grins and then glides onto Duilin's shoulder. "Ahhh...I almost allready like you more then my old master, he didn't talk, and he smelted like cheese, so he wasn't so fun." Rink laughed

"I see..." Duilin then swipes Rink off his shoulder, Rink falls down to the floor. Duilin turns around. And notices Nevina awake. "Nevina, your awake!" He then walks over to the chair near the beds, and then sits next to it. "You allright? Need anything to drink?"

Rink then gives the I have an Idea look "My name is Rink! Shall I go to the sink? Should I fetch a cup and get her a drink?"

"Hey, that accually wasn't bad. Nevina, this is Rink. An Imp...we are stuck with him for now. He likes to make rimes, apparently..."