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Post by Felix Falora on May 25, 2010 1:14:02 GMT -5
Masahiro had intended this to be a beautiful, moonlit picnic. He had made sure to gain all credentials first. Fletcher had agreed, Edward had agreed. Nearly everyone had told him yes to the idea. He had made sure to scout a spot with the highest romantic view and cook some of the finest meals, along with baking a delicious cake. He had set everything up in order to wow Perceval. And so far, it had all gone according to plan. He smiled at the youth who was enjoying himself. Everything seemed beautiful...
All heathens must die.
As quickly as everything seemed to be its greatest, so too did it degenerate to its worst as bullets began to flail from within the trees. Masahiro, caught off guard, managed to summon a shield to block all of them at the last minute. "Damnit! Do you freaks ever go the fuck away?!" Masahiro yelled, keeping it in English so as not to scar Perceval's ears. "Stay behind me," he said to the youth calmly.
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Post by nintendonut1 on May 25, 2010 1:37:39 GMT -5
"EEEK!!" Percy did as he was told, ducking underneath Masahiro's legs.
He didn't understand, why was this happening again? Masi had put so much work into this, knowing how much he loved this flavor of cake... why did it have to get spoiled here too? Why?
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Post by Felix Falora on May 25, 2010 1:50:29 GMT -5
"Damnit all to Hell! WHY DON'T YOU PEOPLE GO MESS WITH SOMEONE ELSE?!" The bullets then stopped and Masahiro blinked, his shields dropping. "Did that..." A sudden clanking below him took him off guard and he looked down.
Shrapnal grenade.
"Oh mother..."
KABOOM! Masahiro had managed to shield both of them from any major damage, but the knockback was still killer. Both of them were flung, pinballed from tree to tree, until they finally hit the ground apart from each other. Masahiro made to move towards Perceval, but someone dropped down and landed on him. His eyes widened and he let out a loud cry of pain. Before Perceval could move, someone would drop down next to him and kick him back, foot connecting with the youth's face, and point a Holy Lazer to his head. Someone walked out into the middle, looking rather regal, and set his eyes on Masahiro.
"The answer to your given question," he replied, "is that you two are simply the epitemy of heathens. Both of you are faggots. He is a devil worshipper with powers unbefit for human kind and you are a devil. Both of you are hellspawn and it is our job to send hellspawn back to Hell. In the name of our lord God."
"GOD DESPISES YOU FUCKERS!" Masahiro yelled, forgetting himself. "GOD HATES EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU! I WOULD KNOW! I AM HIS JUDGE!"
The man smirked, looking unphased as he walked over towards Perceval, ignoring the immobalized angel.
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Post by nintendonut1 on May 25, 2010 2:08:02 GMT -5
Perceval sat shivering on cold, unforgiving ground, whimpering and reaching out to Masahiro, only to be swiftly kicked again, crying out in pain. His gaze came up to the tall, foreboding man as he approached, and he became rigid.
These... these cruel, cruel men! He didn't have to know English to know they were spouting words of hatred. Love had no language barrier, and neither did hate.
"Vous... Vous bâtards!!!" he screamed, a bone knife quickly forming in his hand as a slashed the ankle of the man who was holding him down, and the man cried out and fell to the ground. Percy may have been small but he wasn't going down without a fight, no sirree!
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Post by Felix Falora on May 25, 2010 2:24:34 GMT -5
The other men held up their guns, but the leader smirked, holding his hand up to stop them from firing outright. He looked at Perceval and smirked. "A bastard? Maybe I am. For enjoying the shedding of heathen blood. For enjoying the death of those against God. For enjoying the Crusade at which I have invoked myself in. I am His holy knight, little child." And suddenly he wasn't there at all. It wasn't a power, but natural speed. He just seemed so fast at the moment that he seemed to dissapear, but it was natural from where he was, nothing "Devil" related as the Tribunal had put it when he was hired. And the leader had effectively kicked the bone knife out of Perceval's hand before crushing his head under his foot.
"PERCEVAL!" Masahiro began to struggle, but he was held down too tightly. His captors were stronger then him. He was doomed. The leader smirked, picking up the Holy Lazer that had been dropped by the wounded Tribunal soldier, and pointed it at the youth's head. "Oh Holy Father. We bring to you today an overzealous Devil Worshipper." He smirked at Masahiro. "Though many of these heathens are cursed by the Devil against their will, unable to shed their powers, this one has sold himself willingly to evil."
"YOU BASTARD!" Masahiro began to struggle harder, but his face was pounded into the ground by his captors as the leader continued. "He has consorted with the Devil's minions and given his body up to the beast, being the disgusting Sodomite that he is. There is no forgiveness for such a creature, we know, God, and it is in this that we take great pride in destroying such a monster and sending him back to Hell."
"STOP!" The leader smiled back at Masahiro again and uttered the finishing words.
"In Jesus' name we pray... Amen."
And then, at pointblank range, pressed to Perceval's head, the leader pulled the trigger of the gun filled with the same energies as the Holy Lazer again and again and again. Masahiro was forced to watch as the leader pumped him with as much of the deadly energies as was contained in that gun. When it was empty, the leader tossed it to the side and kicked the body to the side. Then he spat on it and turned to walk away.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Managing to finally break free, breaking his captors arms, Masahiro managed to make his way to Perceval and take hold of him. But, to the angel's horror, there was no sign of breathing or no sign of a heartbeat.
"P-Percy...!"
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Post by nintendonut1 on May 25, 2010 10:34:49 GMT -5
Perceval laid practically crumpled on the ground, laying dead limp in his lover's arms. Various things crossed his conscious; he was dying. Everything hurt. Masi was still in danger. And the man's hateful words.... oh, those terrible things...
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Post by Felix Falora on May 25, 2010 10:51:35 GMT -5
"Percy... wake up... please," Masahiro pleaded. "Please... please wake up! PLEASE!" But no matter how hard he pleaded, the "dead" could not come back to life. Masahiro's eyes widened as he realized the situation. His arms went limp and his heart pretty much crumbled into dust. "No... this... can't be happening."
"But it is, devil," the leader said, words tearing at him more. "This is the price heathens pay for disrespecting Him. This is what you deserve. Filthy abominations, after all, must be exterminated with a smile."
"You..." Masahiro snarled, looking back at the leader, flipping around so fast his hair was flung into his eyes. The leader smirked, but looked confused as what looked to be a red beam sweeped the area in front of him. Masahiro picked up Perceval's body, holding it protectively to him. "Each and every one just like you..." He looked at the leader and the man gulped, noticing the angel's eye had suddenly turned cold, hard black, the color of death.
"... can burn."
And, as he said that, Tribunal soldiers suddenly burst into fire and began to scream, trying to put themselves out, yet the flames would only heigten. Flame would spread, tree through tree, burning and smoking out the other ambushers that would try to aim from above. The leader looked about in fear. Everywhere about him was fire. And there stood an archangel of hatred, holding the remains of his lover, now seeking revenge. But the man only chuckled insanely. "YOU SEE?! HOW CAN ONE WHO WIELDS SUCH EVIL CLAIM TO BE AN ANGEL?! YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A MON-!
Crack! The man was cut off as one of Masahiro's hands gripped him by the neck, the other continuing to hold Perceval. His eyes scanned across the man's and he grinned. There was a lot of squirming from the other party as his eyes blazed away, screaming and howling in pain. "You're right... I am a monster," Masahiro said. But he didn't sound sad. He sounded rather... maniacal as he said it. "That's why I'm going to kill you all... and make you suffer your sins." He then threw the leader into a tree and the red beam bit the surface of the tree before it suddenly combusted, taking the still screaming leader with it.
"God's Judge will smite you."
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Post by nintendonut1 on May 25, 2010 13:33:57 GMT -5
Double D awoke from his sleep with an alarming start. Again pulled that tug at his chest he remembered feeling before. His charge... Percy was in danger!! Terrible danger. SEVERE danger.
"...oh, god~!" He was out the door like a shot and immediately took to the air. Please, Lord and Heavens above, PLEASE let me reach them in time~!
His heart nearly stopped at the flames he spotting in the eastern woods. "N...NO!!"
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Post by Felix Falora on May 25, 2010 13:46:54 GMT -5
"DESTROY THE MON...!" He never got a chance to finish. The Tribunal Soldier burned down with the tree he was standing on. The angel walked through the fires he was creating as if he didn't have a care in the world, holding his beloved's body close to him, as if to shield it from the flames... even though Perceval was supposedly dead. In truth, he was carrying it because he wasn't willing to accept what he thought was fact, that Perceval was dead. Logic told him he was, but his emotions wouldn't let him believe it, so he kept guarding Perceval's body as his eye cut through the soldiers and the forest, burning them and turning them into nothing more then ashes. No one could escape his wrath. All would be purified in the holy fires of God's Judge.
"I am a devil? Then you are the folly. I am a monster? Then you are the victims. I am a wolf? Then you are the sheep." Masahiro growled as he kept walking through the forest. "I will make you suffer for the pain you have caused and for the lives you have taken. Sin is judged here, today. And the punishment for the true sinners, the monstrous Tribunal, is death and damnation."
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Post by nintendonut1 on May 25, 2010 14:05:10 GMT -5
No, no, no no no no no no no~!
Eddward descended into the raging inferno, landing on the hot, cracked ground with trembling feet. He covered his face in absolute dread at the sheer destruction all around him, the angry roars, the screams of agony... he could barely stand upright.
Tearing through the path of devastation, he finally found its source. Masahiro's back was turned to him as he called out his name above the roar of the flames.
"MASAHIRO!!"
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Post by Felix Falora on May 25, 2010 14:09:37 GMT -5
Masahiro growled, turning around, his eyes angry, the eye of destruction scanning Double D. Only, before it could slice across to set him ablaze, it stopped, lingering on the Angel of Light's heart. Then the beam withdrew. No flames were added to the catastrophe from there. "D-Double D," Masahiro said, looking down at the limp youth he was holding, clutching Perceval close to him. "I... failed... I couldn't protect him...!"
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Post by nintendonut1 on May 25, 2010 14:26:23 GMT -5
Double D froze in his steps, one inch away from his his own destruction. And for a moment, he actually thought the angel would follow through with it. When it inside retracted, he let out a breath he didn't know he was holding, clutching at his chest before looking back up.
"....oh, no...!" He quickly approached, looking over the horribly battered Perceval and reaching his conclusion with some relief. "...no, no, he's not dead just yet... his powers are attempting to keep him alive... though I can see the lasers we're used to have disrupted it." He panted slightly, lifting his glowing hands. "J-just, calm down, please... I-I'll do what I can to help him..."
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Post by Felix Falora on May 25, 2010 14:53:02 GMT -5
"Wh-What?" Masahiro said hopefully. "He's alive? Oh please don't be wrong, Double D, please."
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Post by nintendonut1 on May 25, 2010 15:06:12 GMT -5
Double D bit his lip, concentrating intently on healing the boy. Come on. Start breathing, Perceval. Get your heart beating again. Come on... come on...!
Soon enough, Percy let out a terrified gasp for air, desperate to drag air back into his lungs. It was a relieving change from his unconscious state, but Eddward did not waver. The hard part was over, but he still had wounds to heal.
"Thank goodness... you had us worried, Perceval."
"Ngh... D...Double D? ..M-M-Masi... what... happened...?"
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Post by Felix Falora on May 25, 2010 15:29:06 GMT -5
"P-P-Percy," Masahiro stuttered, trying to compose himself. He was the bigger man here, he didn't want to cry... Oh, who were they kidding? Everyone knew it was Perceval who was the dominant one in the relationship. Masahiro dropped to his knees, keeping a hold of the French boy, caressing him, cuddling him close. "Forgive me... I couldn't protect you..."
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