Chapter 15- Descent into Madness
Already a week had passed since The Chaos Mark was on Ryo. Madness was starting to set in. Ryo was irritable, cold and downright nasty at times demanding wierd things they knew he did not like. Inceases in snowcones became a daily basis...Ryo would take cold showers as if trying to rid himself of his high temperature. Any time he slept he would be screaming in pain and agony. Nightmares were becoming hourly.
Deep within the Earth lay a horrible armor, one that couls ignite war, cause fear and spread death faster than the Black Plague. This was the Hellfire. Once used in a war between Heaven and Hell, this armor was locked away bu y the highest powers never to be released. Now it was about to have its day...again.
The day seemed pleasant enough, sunshine abundant. However, Ryo was locked inside his mind screaming in pain. the mental torments of the mark were getting to him and driving him to the brink of madness. He needed one final push and it came in a big way.
Angel came inwoth Ryo's breakfast and Ryo turned his eyes wild to see his sister- but to him she was a demon...He drew a sword and advanced upon her. Angel freaked, threw the tray at Ryo and ran. That one move saved her life for he was then blocked by a Nodatchi. Seiji had finally returned to see this. The rumors were true...Wildfire had gone mad.
The two engaged in battle, deadlocked. Light and dark...Ryo, screaming, was reckless leaving openings that Seiji used to deter him from going on, yet Ryo pushed on heedless of his many injuries. Seiji was desperate and finally used the flat of his blade to knock Ryo out cold. Seiji shook his head...and that is when the convulsions started...Hellfire was free and Hariel could only watch helplessly as Ryo became the hated rival of the cosmos. Hellfire was back and there was only one answer...death.
Armor: Hellfire
Colors: Dark Red and Black
Weapons: Katanas
Sure Kill: Demonic Flare- Instead of the pure Wildfire Flare, this attack withers and kills anything in its path. If a sacred armor is in its path the flare will wither its powers rendering the bearer helpless to Hellfire's wrath.
Note: This armor is cursed. Only a chaos mark can awaken it. If it is awakened by any other means it will act on its own...without a bearer. Supposedly this armor was worn by the Commander of the Forces of Hell. (This is a fic...if you cant differenitate life from fantasy then dont bother reading...NO FLAMES!)