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Post by Sakabatou on Jun 17, 2008 18:32:35 GMT -5
As Blu sprinted away with Ayame, a very saiyajin-like meteor suddenly plummeted to the ground ahead of him and off to the left. The kanji mage adjusted his course to intercept it.
“Blu...what happened?”
Blu was quite pleased to hear Ayame wake so soon, but before he could respond, a sound behind him drew his attention. Turning his head as he ran, he saw the two serpent-like flame trails arching after him.
"I'll tell you later. Now fly if you can!"
Without giving her any more warning, Blu twisted around in a full circle, dropping Ayame from his shoulder and spinning her by one leg. Then he released her, hurling her in a high arc away from him and the fire about to overtake him.
This sent Ayame to the left (from the perspective of someone looking away from the oncoming tendrils), towards where Trunks had landed. Blu, for his part, was thrown backward from the sudden lack of resistance to the centrifugal force of his spin. He used this to backflip off of his good hand once, and then again, strafing to the right of the path of the tendrils. If they didn't suddenly turn, he would clear the fire easily. If they did... well, he'd have to come up with something damned quickly if they did.
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Post by Trunks on Jun 18, 2008 8:53:55 GMT -5
The sphere kept growing around the saiyan prince as he continued charging it up. When the drills of fire came spiraling at him he didn’t move. Instead he seemed to accept it. Each time they struck the sphere would pull in their negative energy. Quickly it began to expand and soon the sphere had grown to as large a house. Blue bolts of energy ran across the sphere. Inside, Trunks tried to hide that fact that he was in immense pain. As the sphere of holy energy continued to grow so did the amount of pain. Each time the fire hit, Trunks was actually the one absorbing the negative energy and converting it. A “gift” that he received from heaven due to his once hellish nature. Trunks didn’t notice it at first, but his wings began changing from a pure white to midnight black. Just as fast as his wings began to change so did his eyes. From the outside in, like a poison, the black crept in. His wings were about half way transformed when the saiyan realized it. Trunks used his pain to his advantage.
“I haven’t done this in a while.”
Trunks let out a scream as his hair stood on end. The blue bolts of energy that also flowed around the sphere began to dance around his body. His hair changed from its normal light purple to a brilliant gold and his eyes changed from a deep blue to a forest green. For now the blackness that was taking over was held off.
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Post by Dota on Jun 18, 2008 10:11:06 GMT -5
"I'll tell you later. Now fly if you can!"
Before Ayame could even process what Blu had said, he'd grabbed her by the leg, spun her around and discarded her in a not-so-friendly manner. Luckily, he'd given her enough height to realize her predicament, and Ayame was able to bring her wings into action for a landing that wasn't graceful, but easy on the legs. The approaching flames had exploded out of the ground a few feet in front of where Blu and Ayame had originally been, criss-crossed past one another, and had then shot back in for a two-sided attack. Fortunately, the two fighters were no longer in the targeted area. As the flames retracted, Ayame looked across the field to see how Blu had faired.
---------------------------- Chasing after all three targets was getting the enraged demon girl nowhere. Her decision to narrow it down to one at a time was made when Trunks' loudly announced his transformation into a super saiyan. He was already dangerously close to her, so for now Blu and Ayame had a break. The tendrils of fire quickly retreated back into their dome formation as the demoness closed her eyes and tilted her head back. She'd answer Trunks' challenge.
The fires were drawn into her body. As she absorbed them, her body underwent a change just as Trunks' had. Purple scars lined her cheeks, her fangs grew and her nails became jagged. A new layer of bone twisted up her horns, leaving a spiraled design on them. Additional barbs joined those already existing on her tail. As the last bit of fire was absorbed into the demon's figure, her red hair burst into flames. She opened her eyes, which were already on the airborne saiyan, and grinned madly. The nails on her fingers glinted in the light as she curled her fingers inward. With a quick snap, she flung her hand across the air, sending a gust of wind up at Trunks. It would do more than mess up his hair, however, as it shared the same razor-like qualities as her nails.
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Post by Sakabatou on Jun 18, 2008 16:51:32 GMT -5
Blu cursed mid-flip as the fire suddenly crossed and swerved to the side, but luckily he had just enough distance on it to avoid the new path. With everything somewhat settled down for a moment (ignoring the tumult from where he had left Trunks and the demoness in the near distance), he ceased his backflips and walked back to check on Ayame.
"Glad to see you're alright," he said, as he saw her in one, conscious piece. "But I'm afraid I'm going to have to leave you already. And trust me, that's never an easy thing for me to bear."
He pointed in the direction the younger Trunks had landed without thinking. This, of course, meant he simply waggled a dead limb in the air.
"Err... sorry, ignore that please. I think you should stay with Trunks for now, make sure he's doing alright, and keep the two of you safe. I'm not sure if I can really do much, but I'm heading back to try and help subdue that psychopathic Hellwitch."
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Post by Trunks on Jun 18, 2008 22:08:00 GMT -5
Trunks continued to charge his sphere of energy even after he felt the wind coming. Nothing seemed particularly dangerous with it until several gashes were formed in his body after it had passed. Trunks looked down at his cut and bruised body. This fight was over for him. Blood poured down his body as he brought his fingers and thumbs together to form a diamond shape. Through the shape he could see the newly formed demon. The rest of his wings faded to black just as a much smaller sphere of energy formed in his hands. As his eyes finally faded to black Trunks shot the sphere of energy at the demon. It never reached her, but pushed against the inside of the holy globe. The beam from his hand continued to push the globe faster and faster towards the girl. When the saiyans body phased through the orb the beam of energy from his hand stopped. His golden hair fell against his shoulders and faded back to the light purple. Trunks dropped to the ground with a thud with one wing lying limp across him. A final thought echoed through his friend’s heads as he fell to the ground. ~Good luck my friends~
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Post by Dota on Jun 18, 2008 22:53:52 GMT -5
"But I'm afraid I'm going to have to leave you already. And trust me, that's never an easy thing for me to bear."
Ayame was about to tell him to give it a rest, but the sight of his dead arm delayed her enough for him to continue talking.
”I'm not sure if I can really do much, but I'm heading back to try and help subdue that psychopathic Hellwitch."
“Not sure? I think it's pretty obvious...You're missing an arm! Even ignoring that, you're hardly in tiptop shape.”
Aside from his obvious hand issue, Blu looked rather beat up in general, what with his open robe that he'd hastily thrown on as well as the scrapes he'd acquired from his escape from the chasm.
“You want to help Trunks? I recommend staying out of his way. That demon would only use you to her advantage against him.”
This came out a lot harsher than she meant. Before Blu could speak his opinion, the last thoughts of Trunks struck them. Ayame's head immediately turned in the direction where Trunks had been battling. A wave of holy light was currently engulfing the demoness, but Trunks was down. Not even bothering to listen to her own advice, Ayame drew her katana (her wakizashi probably still lay on the ground where the fire prison had once been ) and darted back towards the very area Blu had tried to remove her from – she wasn't about to leave Trunks at the mercy of the demon girl. The fatigue of the parasitic encounter was masked for now by a pure shot of adrenaline.
---------------------------- The flames took over once again for their transformed master. As the holy light approached, the tendrils of fire shot out in front of the demoness. At the ends this time were hand-like projections that caught the holy beam in a cup of fire. The attack pushed her back, and she struggled against being forced down onto her knees. The hell fire clashed with its opposing force, each canceling one another out to a certain extent before the demon girl's strength gave out. What remained of the attack fell upon her. The holy light tore through her body much like her wind attack had carved up Trunks'. When the light had cleared, the demon was on one knee on the ground. It took her a moment to recover, and she was sure that Trunks would take that time to finish her...but he didn't.
As the demon stood, she looked down at Trunks body, which had reverted to its natural state. The mad grin returned as she laughed victoriously. Now she would be delivering the final blow. She held her right hand (which dripped with her own fire-hot blood) out from her side, sliding it up and down through the air as though it were riding the tops of waves. She advanced toward her prey with murderous intent.
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Post by Sakabatou on Jun 18, 2008 23:36:22 GMT -5
“You want to help Trunks? I recommend staying out of his way. That demon would only use you to her advantage against him.”
Ayame bolted away, back toward the battle, as soon as these words left her mouth. Blu knew why--he had heard (or had he felt them?) Trunks' words as well. He immediately sprinted after her, running side-by-side with the winged girl.
"Use me to her advantage? What did I just rescue you from!? And no matter how bad I look, I guarantee you look worse! I mean that in a really good way, of course."
As they neared the demon girl, ready to take her revenge on the fallen Trunks, Blu jumped at Ayame, using his good hand to vault high into the air off her shoulder. Flipping ahead of her, he bit through the skin of his left forefinger as he soared over Trunks' form, smearing the new wound on the toe of one of his shoes, leaving two (very messily written) kanji--'air' and 'blade.' His aerial frontflip ended as he descended upon the demoness, bringing the short, invisible blade extending from his right foot down at the elbow of her extended arm.
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Post by Trunks on Jun 19, 2008 7:52:23 GMT -5
The saiyan knew what was going on around him... sort of. His head felt like it had been pierced by a rail road spike so he was having trouble thinking at all. Along with that rail road spike came the inability to move. For now Trunks just prayed that Ayame and Blu could get the job done.
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Post by Dota on Jun 19, 2008 9:54:29 GMT -5
Blu's aerial approach caught the attention of the demoness, who turned as he was descending upon her. She swung her claws up at him as though to slice his foot off, but a sudden solid parry halted her hand, much to her surprise. With a forceful shove of her arm, she drug the blade-locked mage off to the side and swatted him away (this was helped in part thanks to her enhanced state). Even as her arm finished its arc in this task, she was already lunging at the fallen Trunks, who was now protected by Ayame.
---------------------------- Ayame had been forced off balance went Blu had used her as a vault, so he was on his own if he had wanted simultaneous assistance. She instead ran to the fallen Trunks, who seemed to be alive (or maybe she was just hopeful?).She glanced back over her shoulder just in time to see the demoness hurl Blu away and make for where she and Trunks were. She spun around, swinging her sword out in what would seem to be an entirely amateur strike. The demoness easily caught it with her hand, and the blade sank in to her palm. It didn't seem this would be of any consequence to her, but a moment later, a jolt of electricity coursed through her. This sent the horned girl a few staggering steps backwards as she released the blade. Ayame didn't follow after her, but stayed defending Trunks, though her sword's tip was now melted and misshapen due to the blood it had sat in. She hoped Blu would have a follow up to work with.
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Post by Sakabatou on Jun 19, 2008 16:36:57 GMT -5
Blu was tossed a short distance away, but managed to land safely on his feet. As he saw Ayame defending Trunks, he allowed himself a few seconds to act on an idea he was suddenly struck with. Using his still bleeding finger, Blu scrawled the two air-blade kanji onto his left foot, but he didn't activate these.
Rushing back to the fight, Blu closed in on the demoness just as she staggered back from Ayame, giving her no chance to recover. He swung in hard with a quarter-turn kick to her back with the bladed foot. He anticipated four possible reactions to this:
The first was that she would be caught by the attack, sinking the short, invisible blade of his right foot into her back. Certainly an uncomfortable event for her. In this case, Blu intended to follow up with two quick kicks of his left foot into the area of her diaphragm.
The second possibility was that she would twist toward him and parry again with her claws. If this happened, his intention was to thrust his right foot upward, forcing the blocking arm(s) away, and leaving her diaphragm open for two kicks from his left foot, similar to possibility one.
Both of these potential actions served a specific purpose: he didn't expect the kicks to her chest with his left foot to do any real damage at all. However, it would demonstrate to her that there was no blade on that foot--something he would very much like her to understand.
The third and fourth of the demoness' options (as Blu saw it) were to dodge, or to use some kind of magic to negate his attack. In either of these cases, there would be no follow up to his first kick, as he would instead attempt to regain his footing and defend himself immediately.
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