A Rampage's Slave

Fri Mar 13, 2015 12:04 pm

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“ So much senseless fighting, so much needless destruction. eh..”

Animum couldn’t help but say those words, the west district was covered in craters. Dust, and rubble from the escaped prisoners who had passed through. Proud flags, and lost belongs strewn about like garbage, belongings that had memories, had some sentimental value to someone out there. Khalaism’s traces all but destroyed by the enthralling mob which had passed through the streets, over rivers, across bridges. Leaving nothing but destruction behind in their untimely wake. There was no opposition , if there was at least, there was no remnants of it left. So much needless fighting, was there really no one , not a single soul that was going to speak out against this mess? In the light of a evening’s red hued sun it was hard to say that any single being had shown the tenacity or the courage to stick up for themselves, to make things how they should be. It was nothing but smoke and ruin, as she descended from the sky.

Was this really all there was to wars? Did people really only destroy? Or was there some secondary purpose. Something hidden behind the ashes and the patterns of sprayed blood caked against walls and doors, or on childrens clothes. “So.. hows the temple looking at least, is it in tact? ..Its horrible the very air is saturated with the stench of burning flesh and the smell of the dead, or the dying. “ Animum thought before her toes touched down against the ground with the sound of glass breaking under her bare feet. Walking into the ruined streets, looking around , her eyes glancing from side to side. It was hard to think that this place once was a part of khalaism in the shabby state it now had been put into. She then had shifted, and walked further and further into the destruction, each step made her heart squeeze tighter and tighter.

The air was thick with smoke, almost like a fog had settled over the area. A fog which suffocated inhabitants lulling them into an eternal slumber. The sky was clear, despite this, not a cloud could be seen for miles, minus the wispy ones which just hung out too thin to really block the fading light. And yet everything still looked grim, so it was without surprise when she got to the temple that it was .. bad. Bodies strewn about the entrance, members of the khalaist movement dead and now gone. However that wasn’t the horrible part.. it was how these individuals had been killed. Beaten to death, or impaled by crude pipe made spears. Even as an agent of despair she wanted to puke. Her defenses had softened up for just a little bit and she had gotten careless then, she was leaning down to give one of the newly dead their final rights when she felt it a burning pain which slid cleanly against her back and out the front of her breast burying itself in the ground.

With only the sound of ringing in her ears, she had looked down to see the pipes tip biting into the ground, yet the adrenaline in her veins allowed her to process several things at once. One of them being that there was atleast 10,000 hostages within the temple, and over 50,000 enemies hidden in the surrounding area. Subtly bringing her mind out further, the numbers kept growing. It seemed that the numbers ranged beyond just the members that had broken out of prison. Demons that disliked khalaism seemed to be here hiding in secret, and if she had wanted? She would have been able to show her true power and blow all these individuals to ribbons. However she grit her teeth and got up in time to have a pipe go through her left knee, and one through her right elbow. They could only be called such.. featherweight blows. However she needed to buy time, to draw them out until back up could arrive. To make them think she was weak, so that they wouldn’t run or hide. So instead she brought her arms up and sealed her energy focusing on taking hits without alerting them to her lack of resistance.

With that the blows kept coming , and coming, she shifted to the right, a pole putting a cut in her arm, she moved to the left, another smashing into her arm. Falling on purpose she then laid there , foots slamming into her body, blows reigning all over. All she could do was this, keep them busy until someone else came. Which was why between blows she would carefully bring her hand up so that her assailants wouldn’t notice. She then fired off a flare of energy which would discreetly hang there hopefully being able to pull someone else over to help her with the job.. because all animum knew was.. she couldn’t do it alone.

Sun Mar 15, 2015 11:58 am

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”..Is that all you got you little whore?”

Animum smiled and giggled lightly as she felt the blow caress her face, the sting of a hard fist connecting with her nose, probably breaking it with the blunt force while she fell over, dust raising up while she skittered down along the dirt. She continued laughing softly while she got up, her body swaying from all the pain she had already undergone in the first place. Spitting a glob of blood to the side, and looking up though she didn’t back down taking the wounds like a gentle caress, her face bruised and bloodied. she got up to be hit again and again, blood splatter painting the ground , her eyes dulling from the onslaught of pain which seemed to rule every single fiber of her being. “..It doesn’t hurt , it doesn’t hurt.. this is nothing compared to the pain of being judged for something im not.. I won’t.. i wont.. let them kill those people. They are under khala’s protection after all.” Animum thought her mental voice strong, long after her physical voice had gone and been lost after one of the brutes partially caved in her windpipe. Yes she stood up to get hit, not for the past but for the future.

“Hakai.. is this what you sought?.. Not to be feared.. nor to repent.. but to just take life one step at a time, with the one you care for most?.. It’s funny..” Animum thought while she ducked under one punch to just be nailed in the side with another fist, sending her sprawling across the ground, getting grime tangled up in her lovely hair, one eye now swollen shut from a rock she had collided with on the way down. Her vision wasn’t blurry yet, but she certainly felt winded. Her body screamed for her to stop, her legs shook while she stood up again and then let out a soft snicker. Her fist jerking to peg the next one of the convicts who took a swing at her in the face, sending them sprawling on the ground while they clutched their nose in obvious pain. She looked down with her one good eye and then smiled one of her teeth missing from her usually perfect smile, her clothes in tatters and her body covered in many bruises, many cuts, and many dried bloodstains. She’d look up again at them all and raised her hand motioning for them to come and get her.

”You bitch! Don’t think you can get away with this.”

One of the convicts said that as they came at her from behind, hitting her in the shoulder with enough force to dislocate it. Animum would spin around, bringing her fist squarely into the makes windpipe, crushing it and leaving him for dead. Man.. everything hurt so damned much, she was in so much pain , her body wanted to quit, even though her mind urged her to keep going. She felt at peace, even with so much pain.. so much hatred around her? She felt at peace even as she fell to the ground to get kicked in the stomach hard enough that black spots blossomed in her one good eye and that she puked blood, her eyes widening. Next she had looked up and kicked that man in the nuts, sending him on his knee’s before she bludgeoned him with a rock. Scrambling then to her feet she had looked around and then thought.. ”..Because i think right now i want the same thing” While she had moved forward, her fist jerking into another individuals face, sending them backwards into the ground.

However her next blow froze in its tracks as she looked up, her eyes widening slowly her lips parting as she was unable to even let out a cry. No.. as her swollen eye opened as well, she had slowly stared even as she was being pummeled, as she began to sweat.. as she felt her mind going numb, the screams that fell on her deaf ears.. the fact that her mind.. was just unable to really process.. the situation.. unable to process what.. what was going on.

Mon Mar 16, 2015 9:55 am

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”..W...h….y…. ?”.. Animum thought as she looked upon the sight before her. The crimson flames which licked across the temple.. the illuminating orange red light which made her bruises glow, she just.. couldn’t process it. The crackling of the ancient wood as it was being turned slowly into kindling and ash. Slowly she was shaking her head, even as she was pounded, the fists ripping into her back.. she only could stare. The only sound she heard was the screams. The ghastly unholy screams from the hostages which slowly were being consumed by the flames. The lives which slowly where being snuffed out. Although all animum could do was sit there, her body not responding, her mind just.. processing without comprehending. She had failed, and now she was facing the consequences of that failure, she was slowly .. yet slowly watching her new revelation as it was burned down, the cloth and other materials falling apart under the deathly fire. a fire which seemed to be devouring anything and everything. Doing such without any real discrimination, yes the stones which shone proudly now began to melt and puddle on the ground. The building was becoming unstable, it was tilting to one side as the tremors began to shake the ground and caused buildings to become structurally weak.

”..W..h..a..t?.. H..u..h?” She thought as she watched those flames, her eyes narrowing before she had.. well.. she slowly stood up, her body crackling whilst she let black liquid to surge from her inner world exploding in a wave before being manipulate via- control of electrons. This changed the sludge which allowed animum to convert individuals to khalaism into a weapon, ripping and rending through the crowd, tearing it limb from limb before she shifted her eyes dulling down, her energy sparking in every direction , she was walking through the flames flames which from the winds which whipped up, spread throughout the district. She felt the flames burning her satin skin, the winds scrambling her golden hair, but.. she honestly just didn’t care. Instead.. she slowly shifted.. and vanished, her aura.. her energy.. all of it with her body had inexplicibly vanished as she ran before she snapped. Her body fading , while she plunged into the endless soul plane within the demon world.

She was gone. -exit thread-

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