The 5th Horseman

[Archangel]

Nazael smiled confidently to himself, as the wolf followed along, much like his servants always did. He loved being in control, it was only natural for an Incubus, and he would have been quite shocked if the dog had NOT followed easily behind them. He just walked on through the rain, leading the two of them, until they came to the apartment building.

Samantha, however, was not exactly confident. Although she smiled, and watched Nazael like he was the only thing in her world, she kept glancing unconsciously back towards the wolf who followed them. There was something...not right. She didn't know what it was, but she could sense it. It was as if...maybe...Kiruu was lying to them. But she kept her mouth shut, even though Kiruu asked her directly, simply because Nazael had regained control. She did not speak unless spoken to, or unless she talked only to him and him alone, and even then she could not interrupt his conversations or his thoughts. But now, now he leaned back, and spoke to her softly, just as they reached the building.

"Honey, why don't you go and make sure the landlord is busy while I get Kiruu upstairs? I'm sure Mr. Wang doesn't want a dog in our place, especially one covered in blood, ok? And then...then baby, we get to take a shower! Mmmmmm...." And he kissed her cheek lightly, causing her desire to flame brighter. So, as she checked with Mr. Wang, Nazael snuck Kiruu up the stairs and into the apartment. As he did so, the blood rain was slackening, and it even began to taper off into a crimson drizzle. Samantha walked back up to their apartment, trying to clean the blood from the staircase as it dripped off her body but failing completely, and finally went into the little 2 room place.

It was a cozy little place, if not exactly well-kept. The style was early modern, and the apartment just exuded simplicity. They did not have a lot of money. In fact, most of the time, Sam had no idea how they were even still living. Nazael didn't need such things as food and drink, but she did. How they had survived for so long was anybody's guess. But they were "happy" together. At least, that's what she believed, and he always said.

Kiruu was standing in the middle of the living room/kitchen/dining room. And Samantha could hear the shower running in the bathroom. Suddenly, she felt an onrushing of lust so strong she could not deny it. Without even really looking at Kiruu, not even throwing a "goodbye" over her shoulder, she rushed into the bedroom, ran into the bathroom, and straight into Nazael's naked arms. She barely even got her clothes off before they began, and if Kiruu was an easily embarrassed wolf, she would have been blushing bright red by the sounds of pure pleasure coming from that bathroom....

[Kai! Kai!]

Kiruu ignored the sounds coming fro mthe bathroom shedding hte illusion of her mangy dog self and stood clean of the bloody rain in the middle of the appartment. Looknig around she moved inot the small kitchen area and sniffed at the small bar fridge. her form shimmered again changing for a second time only this time the wolf was gone leaving a woman standing there. Absently Kiruu flicked her hair bakc over her shoulders and opened it. There was food in there most of it appeared past its usedby date not that she cared. there was food enough to eat that wouldn't make her sick if she did eat it and eating was more of a pleasure then a necessity for her. Kiruu was an avatar an elemental being that existed because she chose to. picking out something small she moved over to a couch pushed against one wall and sat down on it to eat. Taking her casual time while she let her mind wanter taking in the thoughts of those that also inhabited the appartment, each mind was different and strange to her touch but there were perhaps one or two that possesed a similar kind of conciousness within them almost like a taint. It was liek that with soem of the minds she had touched while roaming the city in beneith that illusion.
Puzzled by what it could be Kiruu set her food aside and walked over to a window and stood there gazing out at the city her tail twitching from time ot time while her hands stayed clasped behind her back.

[nightmare]

Light shimmered around Eugene as "rain" poured, none of it staining him. He watched as Anima disposed of many demons at once and watched as a pack of uncertain demons looked him over. They could see something. Something which made a demon shudder. "Before we begin," Restless and Fearless were dismissed, phased out of reality as Eugene adjusted gloves. "This will do. I need not soil my precious blades with likes of you." His jacket worn loose was now in a hand. He held it up and smiled. "This is your demise, as Death would say. Look at it, remember it and die." He dissapeared before 'die' was spoken, a demon's heart crushed with Eugene's hand. Before any could back away, light around him darkened, demons obliterated with a release of dark energy. But before any "rain" could drench him, light shimmered. His promise was made a reality, when a jacket spilt demon blood in hands such as Eugene's.

[Skye]

Anima's huge tusked head swung 'round and crushed many demons at once. She began to laugh, it was chilling and not a very pleasant laugh which was perfect, for many demons began to shrink away from the nightmarish creature.
Claws tore through flesh like tissue paper, bodies were slammed into the ground like Terry's chocolate oranges, yet they kept coming however most were heading for Eugene.
She wouldn't stand for that so she moved closer to Eugene, using her body as a shield and weapon as Eugene delt with the demons at a more comfortable apce since half of them were being crushed by the hulking form beside him.

[Caligo [Inactive]]

An ancient force released by the chaos of Rebirth.

In the distance, but not too far off, a www40.brinkster.com/caligoxstar/picsite/AZR5.htm watched the slaughter of the demons. She smiled slightly, a kind of empty smile, as one might gain upon the thought of bittersweet memories. She watched with broken shackles about her form, pale wings folded behind her. She saw through the safe-zone of Death magic. The cries and screams of the abyssal creatures were a soothing melody to her pointed ears; her crimson eyes watched as their black essence was spread across the area.

This girl smiled an empty smile, the kind you might see upon one about to die.

[Caligo [Inactive]]

"What is this...? How fortunate. Look alive, my friends, for the sky does shed tears of scarlet. This feat is of none other than Lord Rebirth's doing! Ah yes, I can only imagine the humans'..." Mortiorchis' words faded as a few people ran for cover from the blood rain. He simply grinned as the substance painted his minions and covered his scythe, his bone spirit armor becoming the color of the skies as well while he was left untouched. A smirk escaped him as he continued on to the city. Mortiorchis knew something of what these humans could do to oppose him, and he did not fear it. Their army of men and metal would only serve to create chaos; and in chaos, create death; and in death, create rebirth.

The rain began to let up as the Baron's group infringed upon the outskirts of the suburban sprawl. He grinned as they wandered the empty streets unopposed. Blood... Chaos... Death... My plans follow closely the design of the brothers, like a clockwork following a clockwork... All goes well as the next bell approaches...

[nightmare]

Eugene used Anima as a wall, kicking off into packs of demons skillfully and destroying with no effort. The man, while catapulting a demon into it's own ranks, glanced sideways. I may not see you, but I sure do sense you. The girl imagined she locked eyes with him, a split second, and in a split second, darkness wrecked her mind. He kicked a demon away who charged him, body launched into a building as it let out a death cry, essence splaying across pavement red with "rain".

[v]

"Dry bones.." A voice whispered in Soniculoses ear, extremely dry, as if its owners throat had completly dried up, then given a female tone simply as an after thought. He could smell the owners breath, hot, the smell of sand, and somehow also slightly abrasive. He felt a hand resting on his shoulder, yet the digits were elongated, covered in a thick exo skeleton, terminating in claws rather than actual fingers. Somniculose visibly trembled in the creatures grip, the two polar opposites, one the desert, one of the sea, yet it had been around much longer than he, and it was much stronger. Apparently not feeling the same churning sensation in its belly, Somniculose heard its mandibles clack together, before it turned him around. "And Sand!" The poorly errected illusion, a few simple shadows over its less humanoid features, couldn't hide its blatantly insectoid features. Two human size, though yellow and compund, eyes, a mandible in place of a jaw, the slight ridges and dips that covered its exoskeleton. The , heavy leather jacket and hooded trench coat helped matters somewhat, though not enough to give it any real semblance of humanity.

"Husk...let go of me." Somniculose said, his voice wavering slightly, though still forceful. Husk removed her claw quickly, as if confused at Somniculoses reaction, and maybe even a little hurt. Husk was old, very old, made by Famine, possibly one of his first experiments with human crosses. Originally human-insects had been Famines order of the day, but he had later shifted his focus onto Human-Rodents, simply because they were more intelligant. Yet a few of the insect ones, such as Husk, still at exsisted.

"Rebirth." She muttered, her claws moving forwards again, yet stopping just before actually touching Somniculoses flesh. "Famine thinks...we work together..better.". Somniculose though for a time, even with all her years, Husk was still loyal to her creator? How rare. Also, Somniculose was 'friendly' with Famine, so given the situation it was understandable that he had sent him assistance. He just wished it didn't have to be her. She stood watching him, waiting for him to respond, as though he had all the time he wished for.

"Rebirth has human cultists assisting him." Somniculose finnally managed to say, inwardly begging Husk to stop looking at him like that. The Deserts craved water, and that was something she could never have. It wasn't lust she felt, or any true affinity, she was simply staring at the one thing that, regardless of what she did, she could never have. And that could make her even more dangerous should she ever turn on him. He needed to make her think she had a place in his plans, yet keep her as far away as possible also. Yet there was the slight problem that, now the Blood of Rebirth had been shed upon the city, anything even vaguely inhuman would come under attack, and anything more than a casual glance over Husk would reveal her inhuman nature. "We should pity them, they know not what they do, yet they must be eliminated, lest Rebirth turns them into something else" Husk moved her mandibles slightly, as though thinking before speaking.

"I have no understanding of the word pity. What does it mean?" She stated blankly, it wasn't a joke of any kind, or some form of tactic to make herself sound more dangerous. From the blank tone of her voice, Somniculose could tell that she was being serious.

"Never mind, just find them, then kill them." Husk bowed low, her mandibles almost touching the stained wooden floor, before she retreated out of the bar and out into the bloody rain.

Somniculose followed a few moments later, watching her form gradually disappeared into the distance, walking at a steady pace while others paniced and moved randomly. Sighing slightly to himself, before pulling his coat up over his face, he walked in the opposite direction to her. Other problems needed solving, maybe not requiring him to be alone, but he had always worked better that way.

[Caligo [Inactive]]

The girl shuddered with the feeling Eugene gave her - and she wanted more. Excellent! Perfect! These two shall do nicely indeed! Her empty eyes seemed to glow slightly; her smile had increased as well. There was definietely something dark about her, and it had seemed to have stirred.

[Kai! Kai!]

A rain of metal shards followed as the rain dispersed in the night impaling what remained of the demon hordes so they lay twitching as thier life ebbed away. Slowly Metallica stepped out of the darkness and looked at the nightmare beast before as her eyes sought out the invisable Eugene. the shadows quivered and she looked directly at him even though there was nothing there. Her eyes moved between the two for a time before she held up her hand. The metal shards flew free of the demons bodies and piled once more in her hand as flat metal disks.
'I was planing to come here and stamp out this little fight before it got underway but then Rebirth signaled his coming and i saw there was little point. Those demons were lowerlevel stupid and driven by the need to fight and kill. Your arrival most loyal arm of the horseman of Death probibly excited them. I am Metallica Nightwing and you...? she looked ot the empty air where eugene was. "I can see you well sense you as the shadows inform me of your movments I knoww a being of the darkness ever as half my soul is such and the other half cold steel."

[nightmare]

"Aww, you ruined our FUN..." Eugene whined. He sighed and snapped, dispelling Anima's magic. "Hmm..." He said once visible, looking Metallica over. He pondered what she would look like, naked... "...nope. Wrong girl. Damn." He mumbled, neither understanding. "Oh well," He offered a hand, "Name's Eugene. Eugene Mandello. And Death girl 'ere is Anima Charon. Pleasure meeting your acquintence, Lady Night - mind if I call ya Lady Night?"

[Kai! Kai!]

The corner of Metallica's mouth twitched with a faint smile as she bowed her metal wings gleaming ever so faintly in what light there was. "If it pleases you I'm not much concearned. She sighed and gazed upwards then looked back at the pair sliding la but one of her metal disks to which she held out again ni the palm of her hand it lifted and spun for a moment before turning its reflective surface to face Metallica. She frowned as she examined the image within and then began to swear tucking the metal disk back into a pouch.
'Well if fun is what you want how about helping me to stop a Necromancer? he currently has a liegon of undead on the outskirts of the suburbs and he's moving inot the city. I will personally disembowl him for this. I told that cadaverish wormmeal to stay out if he knew what was good for him. Now it seems i'll have to fufil that promise.
The shadows stirred again and Metallica looked inot he darkness ehr eyes searching for a moment and then she shook her head. "It was bound to happen I suppose," whether she was talking about the necromancer or what the shadows revealed ot her the two before her couldn't tell as metallica turned and started walking down the street at a quick pace the metal disks in her pouch flying out to circle her along with several feathers from ehr wings and melted together to form a spear as they gathered in her left hand.

[Caligo [Inactive]]

The girl flinched with excitement as the newcomer decimated the remaining forces with such power. And a necromancer? Perhaps that would be fun... But for now, she wanted to meet this group.
"My my my, that was dramatic," a slightly echoed voice called from their side, "All of those demons, slaughtered so quickly... What a display!" Her voice was whispy, an beautiful sound, if haunting. Her crimson eyes danced with delight, as they took in Death's servant, the dangerous Eugene, and the metal angel. She did a small courtsie, "Pleased to make your aquaintance!"

[Kai! Kai!]

Metallica didn't wait to hear the rets of the conversation she had already spred her wings and flew in the direction of the danger. She flew so fast and quietly that she was asa shadow in what remained of hte night. The sun would be rising soon enough another few hours and so the dawn would come.

She soared higher and gazed down her eyes beholding the horde of undead advancing on the city she decended landing at the very edge of the suburbs. She glanced once over her shoulder and called silently. The metal of the cars around her and several street lamps melted pooling on the ground infront of her like a strip.
"You were warned Necromancer," her voice was quiet but it was carried by the darkness ot his ears. The Undead swarmed towards her and Metallica frowned. She tapped hte but of her spear on the ground once just as they set foot on the metal ground and were stopped in their advance as a deadly barrier of spikes errupted forth impaling hte majoraty before engulfing the undead like a wave and crushing them into mush. Metallica growled releasing her will on the mettla and turned to undead that remained the darkness swelled all around them and suddenly the undead were flung about by invisable things until it was seen tentacles of darkness took hold and began pulling the undead appart. Desimating more forces of the undead as she advanced stepping over the disgusting mix of metla and crushed decaying flesh and bones towards the Necromancer her orang-red eyes dark and cold. An undead advanced upon her from out of nowhere but metallica paid it no heed thrusting her spear through the things chest and heaved it upwards slamming the undead thing inot hte ground head first so its bone broke and skull shattered. She wrenched her spear free and continued ot advance on the man who was responsable for this.
"It seems I was mistaken, perhaps you do work for Rebirth. Ifg that is the case then you must be dealt with. I will not stand to see this word destroyed and recreated to any preverse image of Rebirth. Had he waited until his brothers rode to bring about the end of days I would have stood aside for that would be indded the worlds fate but he moves against destiny against his prescribed time. The world he will create will be a preversion a lie a falsehood and those that serve him will learn the cold truth of that and how they were decieved. His nature is Rebirth once the world is destroyed and reborn what is to stop him destroying it again and again to continue obeying the very nature that is his name. He is Rebirth."

[Caligo [Inactive]]

Mortiorchis frowned at the metal angel, "You again... You are seriously annoying me, fallen one." A wave of his hands and a burst of negative energy issued from his location, and Metallica found herself feeling weakened greatly, as if a great weight had been placed upon every fiber of her being. "That isn't very wise, my dear. Be gone, or I shall kill you here and now." The necromancer began casting a slightly larger spell, and soon a wall of bone was erected just before Metallica. "Be gone," he hissed, his scythe echoed against the concrete in the empty night. He watched and waited, preparing another spell...