Location: Spiritis Dimension: Hell's Gate
Time: 9:05 PM

*Razor calmly gripped the quarterstaff which was given to him by Kyria as he took his first step into Hell. He could see a couple demons; off slightly. They looked quite different from what Razor expected: no horns, no tails… they looked so… human… well, except for their colors, and the men having scales… and of course their wings and slit eyes. But those seemed the only differences. He suddenly heard some murmuring to his left, and it was quite clear, though it was in a different language.*

Demon: U xuhd n'tar muyi sit up sit ioiruid?

*Razor raised an eyebrow at the odd language, trying to decipher it. Suddenly he heard a different voice echo in his head. It sounded pure, and it spoke in his language.*

Voice: He said "You wish to take him and his friends?"
Razor *after a pause, whispering*: Who are…
Voice: No need to fear… I am yours to command…
Razor: How did you…
Voice: Know what they're saying? I know all languages. And so I shall translate for you.
Razor: But who are you?
Voice: Remember that glow of color? Remember the reds, the whites? … I am the spirit of the agate.
Demon: Ainati u.
Voice: "After you." I suggest you start running.

*Razor nodded, and turned around, jerking his head, then starting to run. Sure enough, his friends started running as well, but Razor suddenly felt himself fly off his feet, landing on the ground hard. Razor scrambled to his feet, poising his quarterstaff forward. He saw a rather tall figure in front of him, easily exceeding 7', and it was quite muscular. Razor pushed his quarterstaff forward to the demon, which dodged away from it, taking another swing at Razor. Razor ducked, and swiped the quarterstaff at the demon's legs. He made contact with its knees, and he felt the skin give way to the light in the staff. Razor continued pushing it through, and it passed through everything but the bone like a hot knife through butter, and the bone, a steak knife through potato. Razor continued through until the demon fell to his knees, unable to stand from the pain. Razor took a quick stab at the demon's shoulder, and the demon groaned. Razor kicked the demon in the chest, knocking him back; he wasn't going to get up for a while. Razor felt himself get tackled from behind, and turned as he fell, holding his quarterstaff in front of his face. He felt a searing pain roll up his left leg, and heard a slight crunch, but he ignored the pain, pushing the quarterstaff forward into that demon. It didn't seem to notice until the staff touched its black heart, where it exploded in white flame, burning to oblivion. Razor flipped onto his feet, and saw that the group was near enough and was doing a fairly good job with the other demons, which saw the dying demon and assumed Razor was the ringleader, starting toward him from all directions. Razor waited for just the right time, and swiped his staff all around. Cuts formed on all of the guard demon's thighs, and something unexpected happened: a wave of white shot out in the degrees he swung his staff, blasting the demons back, melting the front portion of their flesh. Razor's eyes widened in disbelief, and he heard a laugh in his head.*

Agate: Bravo! Let's take the opportunity!

*Razor ran down the alleyway, and his friends soon followed. Razor saw a dumpster, and dove inside it, waiting for the others. It wasn't long before they were all there, and Razor slowly climbed out of the dumpster. He walked gingerly on his left leg, and Sephrinia looked at him, mostly black with fear, though an orange streak was on her shoulders.*

Sephrinia: Are you okay?
Razor: I'm fine…

*Sephrinia touched his leg, and he winced.*

Sephrinia: It's broken!
Razor: That's nice, now let's go.
Sephrinia: You expect to do this on a broken leg?
Razor: Don't worry I've got another one.

*Razor limped through the alley at an alarmingly fast pace, and soon turned the corner Blitz had talked about. Razor was passing under a window when he heard something familiar.*

Familiar Voice: "You've Got Mail!"

*Razor looked up, and pulled himself up so he could see through the window. There he carefully observed a demon sitting at a computer, the initials "A-O-L" in the upper left corner of the screen. Razor looked more carefully, and saw a black Compaq Presario was the demon's computer of choice, and it worked at an alarming pace, never freezing. Razor looked at the mail, and gulped as he read, the voice translating it for him.*

Voice: "Attention all fighters, conjurers, alchemists, and scientists: we are being invaded by a posse of humanoid creatures. One seems harmless, only along for the journey. Female. Coloration: Black. Looks of a breed of hedgehog. Another, a breed of leopard humanoid, has high combat talents, and should not be taken lightly…"

*Razor stopped reading, and dropped down, looking back at the group.*

Razor: They know we're here, we gotta book to get to the rooftops.

*Razor turned, and limped-ran down the alleyway, glad to see solid wall on either side, except for the occasional door or window. Razor continued on, and he soon saw two figures off in the distance. Razor gulped, and kept on. They soon saw him, and broke in a sprint towards him, even taking off the ground. Razor kept running, and waited in his mind. As they got near, Razor held up his quarterstaff, and almost chuckled as the demons flipped over, landing flat on their backs, their face smashed in and bleeding black. Razor blinked as he saw one to be a woman, but when he saw neither of them shaken, he stopped caring about the fact. The man pulled a bastard sword on Razor, and Razor jumped over the blade as it took a swing his way. Razor landed too much on his left leg, and twitched it up gingerly. He felt a searing pain go down his right side, and he looked to see blood, and a blade being removed. Razor groaned, and pushed his staff into the demon's chest, finding himself smiling as the white flames burst about him. As the first demon fell, he plunged the staff into the demoness's chest, not giving her the chance to attack, turning and walking away from the burning bodies, clutching his side, pained. He shook it off, and continued on through the alleyway, the 'fire' escape within visual range.*
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Location: Hell
Time: 10:30 PM

*Razor limped up to the 'fire' escape, and looked at the ladder. He turned to look at Blitz*

Razor: Are you sure about this one?
Blitz: Of course… just gotta get to the roof without alerting those in the building…

*Razor nodded, and climbed up the ladder carefully, wincing every other rung as he put all his pressure on his left. Nonetheless, he worked quickly, getting to the first landing of the escape and lying down, facing the ground. He clambered beneath a window to get to the next ladder, and saw everyone else do the same. Jade was the last to go beneath the window, tucking her tail beneath her and prowling quickly beneath. Razor climbed up some more, looking up: there was this ladder, and two others before the roof, and Razor sighed, climbing up the ladder. He repeated the same process again, and was now two away from the roof. He didn't take a break, and continued up the final two sets of ladders, and fell onto the roof of the building silently. Razor could see an enormous building a ways down the line of buildings: it was black and gothically designed. The palace. Razor limped toward the edge of the building that faced it, and sighed. It was about a five foot hop. Razor took a step back, and rocked painfully onto his broken leg, lunging onto his good one and jumping over the chasm, landing on his hands on the other side and rolling to his feet. Razor limped around to face the others, and watched as the rest of the group managed over. Razor suddenly remembered something, and pulled out his emerald. He didn't know how it was done, but he hoped for it.*

Razor *thinking*: Come on… please work… whatever it takes to protect my friends… come on… come on…

*A burst of white energy suddenly shot forth from the emerald, and Razor looked up to see it surround his friends, then look as it seemed to be absorbed into them. Razor breathed a sigh of relief, and turned, heading over to the next edge.*

Razor *thinking, directed at emerald*: Thank you

*This one was a little farther, and Razor took another leap. Razor had to grab hold of the ledge this time, and as he pulled himself up, he almost lost his grip as a sudden pain shot up his already broken leg. He looked down, seeing blood raining from the foot, a demon standing beneath him holding a gun, taking aim a second time. Razor climbed up onto the next roof, and looked at the bottom of his foot. He carefully removed the bullet in it, and dropped it immediately. It was surrounded by an aura of red flame, and Razor continued on. He didn't get far across the roof before he felt something hot against his back, knocking him to the ground. A searing pain was there, and Razor turned to see a demon, holding a flame in his left hand. Razor held his quarterstaff forward, limping towards the demon, who blasted him back with a second burst of flame. Razor beat out the flames on his chest, looking at his now-singed chest for a moment, before thrusting the quarterstaff forward. The demon grabbed hold of it, flipping it around, and soon Razor was looking up from the ground again. The demon dropped the quarterstaff almost immediately, starting to laugh.*

Demon: Opruthafi!
Agate: "Pitiful"

*Razor grimaced in pain and anger, and whipped the quarterstaff around suddenly. The demon jumped over it, and Razor smiled sickly as he stopped the quarterstaff mid-swing, angling it up. The demon landed, legs open, the quarterstaff piercing up between his legs. The demon growled in anger and pain, grabbing Razor by the neck and lifting him off the ground.*

Razor *thinking*: Big mistake.

*Razor thrust his quarterstaff forward, and watched as the white flames danced into the demon's heart, spreading over his body. The grip soon fell, and Razor limped over the edge. He could hear a couple chuckles from behind him, and he looked back, seeing Jade stifling laughter.*

Razor: What? What's so funny?
Jade: You'r-hore starting to look like Stryke.

*Razor recalled the char that was likely on his back as well as his front, and chuckled. Razor hopped to the next roof, and saw that the palace was only separated from his location by another roof. Razor neared the edge, and jumped over again, this one managing to land on his feet, looking back at the group, watching as they got over. Razor walked over to where the palace grounds were, and dropped to the cement as he got near the edge, crawling to peer over. He could see all sorts of what looked like guards to the palace. None of them knew he was there, but there were other demons collecting outside the palace grounds. It was obvious they knew he was going for the palace, and were waiting for him to try and climb the fence. Razor sighed.*

Razor: Sephrinia, I want you to stay up here. Blitz, Diane… keep the demons outside the fence busy. Jade, come with me.

*All nodded, but Sephrinia protested. It was in vain, however, and Jade and Razor jumped off the roof, trying to clear the fencing around the palace. Jade landed on her feet, clearing the fence, having a good five feet between herself and the fence. Razor stretched his jump till it bled, his right arm smacking into the fencing, and he flipped over, landing in a pyre that was burning nicely. Razor rolled out of it, getting to his feet. He looked at his right arm, and winced as he saw it bent in an unreal fashion, the bone poking from his elbow slightly. He ignored it, running toward the palace, holding the quarterstaff as tight as he could in each hand. He suddenly saw a hole… a very large, gaping hole, and he smiled slightly, walking over to it. He looked at Jade, and shrugged.*

Razor: Wait for a moment; I have an idea to get inside.

*Razor pulled out his emerald, concentrating, murmuring a small spell and hoping for the best. It wasn't long before he felt himself beginning to grow; but as he grew, his injuries remained, and he kept his weight off of what was now his right foreleg. The quarterstaff dropped to the ground, as did the emerald. He looked at Jade as the last bit of characteristics to a black dragon took form.*

Razor: Take the emerald and quarterstaff, and climb on my back.

*Jade nodded, and did as was told. As she climbed onto his back, Razor dove into the hole, expecting to be taken to the dragon pits of the palace. Sure enough, he soon saw many more dragons, and he saw a private area of the room. As he landed, he instructed Jade to get off, turning back into his other form, half wishing that he knew how to heal himself, but shaking it off, taking the emerald and quarterstaff from Jade. Razor and Jade could see bright as day still, and they snuck through the pits, which only had dragons in it at the time. Most of them didn't bother to attack them, the rest didn't see them. As he got to the stairs up, the two slowly ascended the stairs into the palace.*