Sebastian was woken up by Dante's inquires. He had fallen asleep after his conversation with Iris, and refreshed or not the day had begun. He shook his head to her question, "I haven't seen either of them, I fell asleep quite early. They'll be fine, this is Nikolai I'm talking about, and Michael seems completely capable of surviving out here. Together they'll be more than fine." Sebastian strapped his jet pack on, "So then should we stay here for them to return, or look for..." Sebastian tilted his head then squinted, "Are those drag marks?"

He looked at the sky, "Wait... why is the sun so high in the sky? I couldn't have slept that long..." He rubbed his eyes and looked at the drag marks again, there was a matching pair and they led the same way. "Okay maybe they aren't as fine as I originally thought. Why are there drag marks, and why did it take so long for me to wake up?"

He knelt down and poked Iris' cheek, enjoying the soft feeling like last time, "Iris wake up, there's trouble. Nikolai and Michael seemed to have been kidnapped, why is beyond me." He rubbed his eyes again and yawned, why am I still so tired? Why didn't Sholdra just kill all of us rather than just kidnap two of us? What is she planning?

It figures. Nikolai loses his virginity only hours ago, and now his balls get fucking ripped off. Talk about a sure way to get a vasectomy.

It seemed like so long ago when he was lying next to Dante, a smile on his face as she told him about how she and Anna would see the sunrise on countless occasions. He wanted to say something. Anything. But it seemed that sleep had simply overtaken him. Next thing he knew, he was face to face with that bitch of a Fraysan, and tore off his family jewels. That was quite possibly the worst offense someone could do to a man, and it would not go unnoticed.

Even with his throat probably bleeding from the internal roars of agony, and even with his undergarments drenched with blood and his groin on fire from the horrendous abuse, his hatred for Sholdra and his want to get out of here so he can inflict the same pain on anybody who defies him was enough to keep him going. He put the trench coat fully on him, luckily being lengthy enough to cover any lower areas as well, before he hopped on Michael’s back, spinning Thomas and Grace in his hands. As the Vigilante busted the metal door down, and light flooded the torture room before Nikolai easily disposed of the two outside of the room; two perfect headshots that went far enough in their heads before combustion that very little sound was created.

“Let’s go, so I can take out my anger on some fucking Fraysans”

EDIT: Nikolai is free for anyone else to kill. I'm relinquishing creative control over him and slinking back into the shadows to only use Sirius for the remainder of the RP.

EDIT2: Request relinquished.

Iris woke up, her eyes widened as she heard what Sebastian was saying "We have no time to lose then, let's go!" She attempted to get up but stumbled in the middle of her action, "crap... not now..." she thought to herself and using her crossbow as a support she managed to stand onto her feet, "Dante! we might have to do what we were planning earlier remember?"

I sat in the eternal abyss that was my own mind.
It was nothing but pure darkness.
I was no longer among my group and neither was he.
Christ, i thought, now i see why he doesn't like the conditions in here. The area was haunting to me, giving me a weird sense of Deja Vu. I could not accustom the darkness to my own visions, later realizing i was no longer in control.
"Having fun?" echoed Demon Jason.

His evil, thick figure appeared from the darkness of my mind, standing only a couple of yards away from me. The fog in the darkness was incorporated by Demon, swirling around his legs and chest.
It was like looking at your own inner demon through a mirror. We looked exactly the same. The only difference was the humanity lost in his eyes.
Demon had everything i had, all my knowledge and memory, all my thoughts and ability's multiplied by his insane raging blood lust, and all of my senses multiplied. His facial expression was daunting with his devilish smirk and his pure black eyes. He was wearing the exact outfit i had with his same torn blue jeans with the exact same marks and stains, same charred black polo shirt and same ripped black tennis shoes. Every wound on his body was identical to mine, giving me an awful flashback as i look to see his forehead with dried blood all over, trailing down to his mouth, exactly like me. The throbbing in my head returned as he continued to stare at me.
"I hope you'll enjoy your stay for a while." His voice was beyond similar to mine, deep with anger and sinister with 2 distinct voices, 1 morphed to where he sounds like a higher pitched devil creature and 1 where he sounds as if his Adams apple was the size of a baseball, being so deep that his words in that voice are unrecognizable.
Bastard, i thought. I should have never resorted to such cowardliness when Michael disappeared from the fray. You should not be an option for me you fucking monster!
"Like i give a fuck." he yelled joyfully. "You're new friends look like they're in trouble..."
Our surrounding changed by Demon Jasons will, shifting into a vision of my group. The view of the group was from a birds perspective, high in the sky.
"Notice anyone missing?" he asked. He knew exactly what to say to piss me off and fuel his power. I sat there looking around the group, seeing all of them wake up as the sun is framed high over the battlefield. No sign of Michael or the one they call Nikolai.
I scan the area again, frustrated.
"Where is he?! Where is Michael??" I forced through my gritted teeth.
"Better yet, where's their Nikolai?" questioned Demon. "Do you trust these people enough?"
"ANSWER ME! SHOW ME!" I shouted at Demon as i rose from the ground with explosive anger. It was my mistake to try and put a hand on him when blinded by anger.
Demon grabbed my hand swiftly, showing no effort in holding it back as i used all strength to try and touch him. He smiled eagerly, taking satisfaction from my pitiful effort.
"Now now, calm down!" he snarled, throwing my body onto the undefined ground with great force. He walked slowly up to my body, crouching to one knee and looking deep in my eyes with a dead stare face expression. He doesn't hesitate to grab me by the throat and pin me down.
"Tell me now, would you do anything to find your friend?" questioned Demon.
I got hesistant as i struggled to breath. I knew what answer he was looking for, the permission to slaughter unjustifiably, and i was trying my hardest not to give in but his grip was tight.
My breathing was struggling...
"Well, If you wont talk, maybe your fucking Fraysan friends might know who kidnapped Michael."
And just like that, he disappears.
He set me off enough to get what he came for.
why did i ask for his help?...

"Wuzzat? Nikki fell down the well?" Mason said groggily as he picked himself up, not entirely in control of his words. He struggled to open his eyes. "I'm sure they're fine. They probably went to take a leak or something."

"Yeah, but my left eye is malfunctioning." Zero said as he took off his mask and cloak revealing his muscular body and a multitude of scars and glowing red lines all over his body. "I'll repair it later, right now we have friends to find so lets go."

As Iris was getting onto Dante's back she said to Mason "No they are not fine, someone kidnapped them, just look at the ground there are still marks remaining.... or at least I can perfectly see them", focusing on the drag marks Iris could already guess where they were heading to. " I think I can lead us to where they took them if I pay attention to the clues in the dirt" said Iris confident with her crossbow on her hands.

"Jason, c'mmon let's go find our friends, we got no time to lose".

"I... I'm awake." Mason said as he shooed Sebastian away before he even started to come over. He shook his head and caught up with everyone else. "I'm sure they're fine. They're some of the sturdiest people we've got."

"Let's head out. Im right behind you Dante..."
"I've got your back."
'Jason' appeared from yards away as he announced this to Dante. He was crouched with his hammer flat on the ground, hands focused on rubbing the dried blood off his face. Getting up and treading his new feet and favorite weapon, Demon kept his eyes on the prize.
You'll either take me to him or die. NO GAMES, NO BULLSHIT.
"Dont worry about me, im just a little...unsettled." he responded. "This bruise is nothing."
Mason looks, "Sure as hell doesn't look like a bruise. You sure your alright? Your eyes..-"
"Im fine." interrupted Demon.
Demon chose to stare down the back of Dante's head with his dead-stare, midnight eyes. He kept walking closer to Dante as she walked along the trail with Iris and Anna, leaving his weapon behind his back for comfort until he were mere feet away from her. He paces his steps to match up with Dante, now shoulder to shoulder, he keeps his head straight and his hands clenched as he asks,
"You think we can find them?"

Sebastian's jet pack sent him into the air without a sound and he hovered just over other's heads, as Dante went down the cliff, he descended after her, opting to rather not jump like she did. He scanned the paths around him and shrugged, "I don't see any corpses so I'm guessing not, they must be alive, wonder why them though." He quickly swept the surroundings, finding the trail marks again he gestures over to the team, "Found 'em they're going this way!"

Since Iris couldn't walk, she would put 100% of her attention on her surroundings, looking at each detail carefully she was able to point Dante the way of the drag marks, when she got to the cliff she looked at Jason next to her, already with a smile on her face as if she was greeting at him she then noticed somehing weird in his eyes, Iris has always been able to tell others' feelings and thoughts by simply looking at their eyes... but something was weird with Jason, "his eyes... they're definetly different than before... is it because he's worried about Michael?... or mayb-- "

"AHHHHH!!!" Iris screamed as Dante's jump caught her off-guard, she hug'd her neck and landed safely on ground, "Can you let me know next time you're plannig on jumping off a cliff?, I almost got a heart attack Dante!", not giving enough importance to Jason's eyes Iris just ignored it thinking that he was probably worried for Michael, leaving just a simple weird feeling inside of her telling her that something was off. When Iris heard Sebastian from above she replied "Sebastian!, try to don't use your jetpack, stay near to us we don't know what sort of beast may lay ahead". Directing her words to Dante now she added "Let's go Dante... they must be close...".

Sebastian chuckled as he drifted down, before he hit the ground, he used the height advantage to kiss Iris on the cheek and he landed. "Yes ma'am." He walked next to Dante, his hands clasped behind his head. It looked like he was simply relaxing, but his fingers occasionally fluttered and tapped the hilt of his blade lance, he was ready to pull it at a moment's notice.