The Fraysan Invasion: RP - FINISHED
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Nov 17, 2014 2:56 AM #1269735
Iris saw Sholdra opening her own throat up in a desperate attempt to breathe, "Perfect..." Iris aimed at Sholdra's throat with her ice arrows, the frozen blood will completly block the air. Shooting 2 ice arrows with deadly accuracy directly at her throat Iris hoped that her friends would blast her back.
Nov 17, 2014 3:01 AM #1269739
The ice formed around Sholdra's throat, blocking off air flow once again. Sholdra began to panic and quickly backed off Sebastian, scratching at the frozen oil on her neck. She was in such a state of panic that she couldn't defend herself from Dante as the warrior woman jumped on the original's exposed back and slammed the lance deeply into her weakened flesh. She then pulled out her blades and began carving away at the monster's back. Sholdra's eyes rolled back in her head as her weak point was ripped apart. She stumbled for a bit before breathing one final sentence. "Forgive me... lord Vorlex..."
with that she collapsed to the ground and went still.
with that she collapsed to the ground and went still.
Nov 17, 2014 3:09 AM #1269742
Dante huffed hard and violently before feeling the original fall. Her eyes still wide with ambition and pure resentment. This moment, was what she was waiting for. This was what she wanted to happen for what felt like years, and even after that. Her team mates helping her through the end. She didn't feel done. The name that left her lips made Dante fumble off the woman and just fall to her knees breathing very hard, very exhausted. Pulling off the skull part that replaced her visor she cried and curled into a ball which looked like she was praying, but she was so happy, and so sad that she couldn't even stand anymore. She was so alone, yet next to so many people that she no longer knew what felt right. They killed all 5 of them, and Liu was going to retract the rest back to their world. But there was one thing she felt. The revenge she had for her loved ones was fufilled. She stabbed Sholdra violently enough to kill her. Make her choke on her own damn blood. Sitting back up on her knees there was visable dried blood sliding from her mouth from when the concrete decked her so hard. The overwhelming feelings she had were so conflicting all she could do was repeat the words "Thank you."
Nov 17, 2014 3:16 AM #1269745
Iris kneeled, her chest full of various emotions.... she coudn't believe that they had finally defeated Sholdra. Iris droped tears out of pure joy and hapiness and went running to Sebastian who was still trying to stand up and tackled him back to the ground huging him tightier than ever before. "We made it!" she yelled at everyone in a cheerful tone.
"I'll be able to see everyone again... I can't believe it...".
"I'll be able to see everyone again... I can't believe it...".
Nov 17, 2014 3:26 AM #1269750
As Sholdra fell, the entire part rejoiced. The final original had been destroyed and with it fell the remainder of the necro’s that surrounded her temple, all simultaneously perishing without their queen. Iris hugged Sebastian as tightly as she possibly could, tears running down both of their faces in pure relief and joy. They could finally live a normal live together. Mason didn’t really know what to feel, his Fraysan side angered that their final original had been destroyed, and yet his human side telling him to be happy that there was now a world worth living. But, what would he do in this world?
Dante stood there, staring at Sholdra’s dead body, her skull mask veiling the frown on her face, and the tears welling in her eyes. She had done it. She had helped win the Fraysan war, for Styx, her sister that she loved with every fiber of her being. She did it for Nikolai Alec, the bounty hunter who had sacrificed his own life to save hers and the rest of the groups’. She did it for the child that was kicking in her stomach, the person that would live on the legacy of Nikolai and Dante, two of the fighters of the planet Earth against alien forces. Yet, she couldn’t be happy about it. She still felt a pang in her heart, and curled up into a ball on the ground as she felt a hole in her heart, a hole where the two most important people in her life should be.
Yet, as she looked up, that hole in her heart was filled, if only for a moment. She could see in the far corner, two swirling figures. Two lights in the darkness. One small, with two little feet and a flowing gown at the bottom. The other taller and larger, with a trench coat flapping about at the bottom half of him. She could practically sense the smiles on their faces. They were proud of her, and the rest of the crew. They had defeated the Fraysan menace.
I will always be with you they both said in unison.
Everyone continued to celebrate, and talk of what they would do now that their battling days were over, and suddenly Dante felt something as she stood upright once again. A sharp pain ran through her stomach, and she doubled over, crying out. The other three stopped, looking at her, concerned. “What’s wrong,” Iris asked, walking up to her.
Dante struggled under gasping breaths, taking off her visor as she looked up at Iris with her pitch black eyes. “The baby…it’s coming.”
“But how?,” Sebastian replied, sheathing his lance and walking next to Iris.
“I guess Fraysans give birth…agh…faster than humans. A lot faster.”
There was no longer any time to waste. She could feel the contractions, feel her water breaking. The baby was coming, and in violent fashion. It was only natural, being a child of Nikolai and Dante, that he would come out in a painful way. The three of them ran through the mountaintops, carrying the heavily breathing Dante on their shoulders as they continued through the barren terrain. In what was seemingly a miracle, there was civilization at the bottom of one of the hills. They were all wonderfully nice people, greeting them quickly and sending the apex to the nearest doctor.
It was a long and painful task, arguably one of the most painful of her life, but Dante eventually was told to give that one final push. Sweat beaded down her forehead and tears ran down her dirt grimed face as the child of Nikolai Alec and Dante Qwuell emerged, screaming.
“Congratulations,” The doctor said, genuinely happy, “It’s a boy. The first child that has been given birth here in at least a decade.”
Dante took hold of her child, still crying a shrill little cry as he opened his eyes. He had Nikolai’s pale red irises, yet still adorned black scleras of Dante. A perfect mixture of the both of them. She smiled. Not only was the Fraysan menace gone forever, but look what she had brought into this world.
“What are you going to name him?,” Iris urged with a smile, and it seemed the others were waiting just as well.
She didn’t need to ponder it, for she already knew the moment she realized her pregnancy. “He’s going to have the same original name as his father,” She cradled her child, stroking his head, “Nicholas Alec.”
While in the town they rejoiced, at the exact same moment, over by the temple where Sholdra’s body lay amidst millions of necros, something was amiss. The ground began to rumble, tiny pebbles shaking violently. The roof of the temple cracked, as if it were going to collapse. Then, a tall, female figure emerged from a dark corner.
“Yes,” Liu said, her tone like that of a hissing snake, “Rise, dear child…RISE FOR THE FRAYSAN RACE!”
Then, at the exact same moment that Nikolai Jr. uttered his first cry, something within Sholdra’s stomach emitted a guttural roar that seemed to echo across the entire world. As Liu smiled devilishly, a being ripped through the dead Sholdra’s stomach, lifting its head up as it spread its arms wide. Its eyes were seemingly non existant, and tiny wings spurted from it’s back, long horns from its head. It balled its fists as it cried out.
In the same moment that Nikolai Jr. was born from Dante, Carnifex was born from Sholdra’s stomach.
OOC: Okay, Fraysa's over. Lock plz.
Dante stood there, staring at Sholdra’s dead body, her skull mask veiling the frown on her face, and the tears welling in her eyes. She had done it. She had helped win the Fraysan war, for Styx, her sister that she loved with every fiber of her being. She did it for Nikolai Alec, the bounty hunter who had sacrificed his own life to save hers and the rest of the groups’. She did it for the child that was kicking in her stomach, the person that would live on the legacy of Nikolai and Dante, two of the fighters of the planet Earth against alien forces. Yet, she couldn’t be happy about it. She still felt a pang in her heart, and curled up into a ball on the ground as she felt a hole in her heart, a hole where the two most important people in her life should be.
Yet, as she looked up, that hole in her heart was filled, if only for a moment. She could see in the far corner, two swirling figures. Two lights in the darkness. One small, with two little feet and a flowing gown at the bottom. The other taller and larger, with a trench coat flapping about at the bottom half of him. She could practically sense the smiles on their faces. They were proud of her, and the rest of the crew. They had defeated the Fraysan menace.
I will always be with you they both said in unison.
Everyone continued to celebrate, and talk of what they would do now that their battling days were over, and suddenly Dante felt something as she stood upright once again. A sharp pain ran through her stomach, and she doubled over, crying out. The other three stopped, looking at her, concerned. “What’s wrong,” Iris asked, walking up to her.
Dante struggled under gasping breaths, taking off her visor as she looked up at Iris with her pitch black eyes. “The baby…it’s coming.”
“But how?,” Sebastian replied, sheathing his lance and walking next to Iris.
“I guess Fraysans give birth…agh…faster than humans. A lot faster.”
There was no longer any time to waste. She could feel the contractions, feel her water breaking. The baby was coming, and in violent fashion. It was only natural, being a child of Nikolai and Dante, that he would come out in a painful way. The three of them ran through the mountaintops, carrying the heavily breathing Dante on their shoulders as they continued through the barren terrain. In what was seemingly a miracle, there was civilization at the bottom of one of the hills. They were all wonderfully nice people, greeting them quickly and sending the apex to the nearest doctor.
It was a long and painful task, arguably one of the most painful of her life, but Dante eventually was told to give that one final push. Sweat beaded down her forehead and tears ran down her dirt grimed face as the child of Nikolai Alec and Dante Qwuell emerged, screaming.
“Congratulations,” The doctor said, genuinely happy, “It’s a boy. The first child that has been given birth here in at least a decade.”
Dante took hold of her child, still crying a shrill little cry as he opened his eyes. He had Nikolai’s pale red irises, yet still adorned black scleras of Dante. A perfect mixture of the both of them. She smiled. Not only was the Fraysan menace gone forever, but look what she had brought into this world.
“What are you going to name him?,” Iris urged with a smile, and it seemed the others were waiting just as well.
She didn’t need to ponder it, for she already knew the moment she realized her pregnancy. “He’s going to have the same original name as his father,” She cradled her child, stroking his head, “Nicholas Alec.”
While in the town they rejoiced, at the exact same moment, over by the temple where Sholdra’s body lay amidst millions of necros, something was amiss. The ground began to rumble, tiny pebbles shaking violently. The roof of the temple cracked, as if it were going to collapse. Then, a tall, female figure emerged from a dark corner.
“Yes,” Liu said, her tone like that of a hissing snake, “Rise, dear child…RISE FOR THE FRAYSAN RACE!”
Then, at the exact same moment that Nikolai Jr. uttered his first cry, something within Sholdra’s stomach emitted a guttural roar that seemed to echo across the entire world. As Liu smiled devilishly, a being ripped through the dead Sholdra’s stomach, lifting its head up as it spread its arms wide. Its eyes were seemingly non existant, and tiny wings spurted from it’s back, long horns from its head. It balled its fists as it cried out.
In the same moment that Nikolai Jr. was born from Dante, Carnifex was born from Sholdra’s stomach.
OOC: Okay, Fraysa's over. Lock plz.