Disclaimer: Don't own the Teen Titans or Azarath, but everything else is mines even this plot and the plot that Ellris (my character) has.
A/N: Enjoy the story cause I'm back and ready to take on the story after this chapter baby! Yeah!
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Made Ya Look
Quietly, ever so quietly – which wasn't at all hard – but holding his concealment spell … that was the hardest. Especially when he was strolling casually down the hall and he spotted a few guards. He immediately had to change his cover, wait for them to pass then go back to being his original made up self, and no make-up required here folks. Raising a brow and looked back to the guards that turned the corner, Ellris snorted and continued on his way to follow his target.
Which, he had to admit was rather sly himself for a human.
Yet, he'd expect nothing less from a direct human descendent of the elfin royalty.
Around the corner and walking into a bridge like hallway with skyline arches on either side of the hall leading from the West Wing to the East Wing – currently heading West – Ellris looked out the arches to the city paused momentarily to notice the rain. Now would you look at that … I could have swore it be a clear night tonight, he thought with a chuckle as he continued down the hall to immediately enter the West Wing and followed the thief's scent.
However stopped when he felt it split in two when he came to an intersection in the hall. Greatly annoyed that a human could cause this much trouble Ellris looked up and down the hall in search for his aura, however froze when he felt it behind him, Clever boy … spinning around, Ellris matched X's grin for grin. The cocky thief leaned against the wall with his arms crossed and messy mangled brown hair falling over his face and his bright amber eyes just daring Ellris to start anything.
X chuckled, "Seriously dude, I'm not as stupid as you look."
"Oh … is that so human?" Ellris challenged.
"Pretty much, yeah," X shrugged, Ellris tried to sense any fear from the human, any devious plot or trap that maybe he over looked, but no. It was just him … and X … should Ellris be concerned? Maybe, after all, shouldn't it be the bad guys to come sneaking up behind the "good" guys to begin with? He inwardly shrugged, that's the way the story usually goes, so this was a little twist. If not a more irking problem for the dragon to step over, carefully he watched X push off the wall still smiling like an idiot.
What was he so happy?
"So, would this be the part of the story we do battle, you go down with glory and be known as the unfortunate fool who crossed paths with me?"
The question to X sounded like he was trying to filter out what the catch of his capture was, which made it even more amusing to him. Because obviously Ellris … was very much like Malchior when they first meet, neither dragon ever thought the human capable of much in the "magic world" so to say. Bullshit, it's all hocus-pocus, X thought with a snort, "Nah, this would be the part when the friend betrays the group … I knew you'd be dumb enough to show your face … apparently you're not as unpredictable as you see yourself to be. The Seven Amulets right? You want them? So do I."
Ellris raised a brow … this human … was turning out to be less of a nuisance and more of a threat. Everything in Ellris' being was telling him to slaughter X right on sight … but then that would spoil his plans … hmm … how to go about this he wondered to himself. Taking a measured step closer to X, the only thing he did was blink and tilt his head, much to Ellris' inner frustration. Why wasn't he getting a single reading from the human? He shouldn't even know how to conceal himself! Let alone mask his scent, divide it, and show no emotion other then cocky arrogance.
As if he was playing him at his own game.
Not very smart on your end thief. Not very keen on the idea of trying to be played for a fool Ellris sneered, "Are you implying that you'll work for me to retrieve the Seven Amulets?"
X cringed and shrugged nonchalantly looking off to stare at the wall for a moment as if he hadn't a care in the world, "Ah … I was thinkin' more along the lines of work with me for tonight, and I'll be your loyal thievish servant at your every beck and call after."
FWOOH!
BANG!
"AHH!" X gritted his teeth and tried oh so hard to hold his head together when he felt his back slammed into the hard steel like titanium wall behind him. Seeing stars and Koo-Koo Birds flying over his vision for a split second. X gulped and closed his eyes tightly, trying to get them to refocus; all the while Ellris hovered over his limp body with a sinister glare in his eyes. Claws clutching the collar of his shirt, Ellris lifted the thief up and once again ruthlessly slammed him against the wall.
Though this time held him in place, baring his fangs and letting his eyes bleed over crimson, X opened his amber eyes and was seeing red. Literally, Ellris was all up in his face, "I don't like being fooled, and I don't like insignificant beings such as yourself thinking you even have an inkling of a chance against me. So starting now, I'm going to give you till the count of 10 to give me a good excuse to why I shouldn't carve your inners out this instant. Ten …"
"How 'bout 13," X hissed through a growing headache and the knuckles tat threatened to chock him, also not to forget the claws that dug into his side.
Ellris's glare darkened and he pressed his claws to pierce through his clothing and to flesh, pricking it like four needlepoints at once, X inhaled in shocked and stiffened. Daring not to move least Ellris took his threat seriously, "What is that supposed to mean human?"
"The 13 Monks …" X gulped after he sputtered out his answer faster then he could think and blinked his amber eyes, feeling very uncomfortable in the position the lethal – and that much he made perfectly clear – dragon put him in he tried to clear his throat, "… look … we both know Arella's the only one that knows where the Amulets are. I just so happen to be the first to find out. However, I can't exactly get to them with out a partner, Rorek's too much of a good-boy to even think of helping me and I ain't that trustworthy either, I won't lie."
"Hn …" Ellris snickered quietly to himself and released the thief back to his feet. Though not very gently, but X was a big boy, he could handle himself and stood his ground. Leaning against the wall and trying to rub out the knowing bruise he felt was forming at the crook of his neck. Glared at the grinning dragon, what got his trip all of a sudden, that seemed a little too easy, "… a dishonest thief telling me he isn't trustworthy … that's funny … you're funny."
"Hey, what can I say?" X sneered, "Comedy goes hand in hand with near death experiences … so what's up … am I spared for entertaining you?"
Ellris raised a brow a fraction of an inch in sarcastic thoughtfulness … or was it sarcastic? With his next carefully chosen selected few words the dragon chuckled and flicked his wrist dismissively, "I must say … it would be such a bother to be rid of you at such an early hour of the night …" looking over his shoulder with the long portions of his dark ebony hair falling to slightly cover his black metallic eyes. He looked absolutely sinister … if not a lot like Malchior, but that was different, right now all X could think of were the gears he could see turning in his head. Creepy really, " … plus … it's not so bad that you do have talent that shouldn't be over looked. How you've found the Amulets is beyond me … and frankly I could careless … but … the fact that you're so willing to give yourself up to me after so much loyalty to your … friends. Leaves me concerned."
"Aw …" X mocked openly, so either there was a bump forming where his head met the wall or ignoring the obvious was his natural hobby were Ellris' questions, but the thief was pushing it, "… is the big bad dragon a little bit insecure about finding help? You know, there's a saying on Earth: 'You can never find good help these days' and frankly I believe it … although I guess you have some right to be concerned, but hey. Chance it, you're the dragon … I'm the human … technically if you look at it at a certain angle, that isn't exactly a very smart match on my part. So I'm actually being very generous."
"Either that," Ellris glared and turned back to face the human trying to find the edge to his madness, "or very stupid, what's your catch? Why come to me now? Of all times?"
X smiled humors, "Why not? I get the feeling here on Azarath there's some good potential of things to take and trade for cash, you know what I mean?"
Money? Ellris thought carefully, narrowing his eyes at the human, That's all he's after? Money? I don't know what I was expecting, but just money wasn't what I was only thinking he'd want. I guess I over estimated the human. Disappointed that he ran into nothing more than another greedy creature, but glad that the Amulets were now in reach and easy nab. Ellris decided to play X's little game, "Okay than, I suppose I can put faith in a human one time in my life or another. Where are the Amulets now?"
X ran his fingers through his hair and smirked, "Three of the Monks we're looking for are here in the west wing doing some kind of Meditation whatever, but back in the east wing are the other two to complete five of the Amulets doing the same thing, but the last one the one that holds two of the Amulets. She's upstairs in one of the Towers by herself, don't ask why, but she's meditating to."
"So I'm to understand the Monks know they wear the Amulets? I was lead to believe they haven't a single clue on their part." Ellris raised a questioning brow, not very much liking the fact he missed a fact.
Seeing the dragon's distress X shook his head, "Nah man, its actually clever thinking on Arella's part. You see, where the High Priestess had put it, all seven of them were supposed to be together tightly locked in a vault, and it's still there … or, so we're lead to believe. Girl's smart, since the disappearance of the High Priestess she duplicated all the jewels down to the aura readings, switched the real ones with the fake ones, made more copies, mixed them up with the real Amulets and gave them out as gifts to anonymous gifts to the Monks from the Priestess and Priests of the Temples here."
"Arella …" Ellris didn't even try to gulp down a growl that surfaced up his throat; She is a clever one … how she did it under the noses of her authority? Incredible … if not more annoying on my part.
"Yeah, yeah roar, roar," X snorted, "okay look, I don't want anyone dead, least we get the guards all over our asses just snag the jewels dangling off their robes and split because once we remove one from it's place we're on a time limit to get them all together before an alarm goes off."
Ellris brows furrowed together in irritation, "An alarm? What kind of an alarm?"
"A fail-safe," X explained further, "if anyone were to find out the jewels were placed in plain sight, and decide to just grab'em like us without the other seven Arella's warned and she'll come flying in to stop us, her and a few more of her Priest and Priestess buddies."
Ellris reframed from rolling his eyes, "Figures."
"Okay, with the knowledge check, let's get to the real fun part," X grinned and chuckled, "you take the three in the west wing, I'll go for the two in the east, we'll meet up in the third Tower to the southwest wing and go from there."
"You appear to have thoroughly planned this out, tell me, what do you plan to do after this is all done with?"
"Worry about that later, let's just do this before Raven and your little boy come back from their mission to the Northeast, lord knows I don't need them to be breathin' down my neck. See ya at the Southwest Tower."
"Of course …" Ellris watched him go with a strange glint of mischief shimmering in his metallic eyes. Turning the opposite way and heading towards the Meditation Chamber that X was no doubt talking about when he said the Monks were Meditating. Though how Ellris even knew where the Meditation Chamber was in the Palace without X's directions was a means for suspicion.
However as the thief raced down the bridge that connected the two different wings, he stopped when he saw a flash of white and cursed when he saw it was same starship that Raven and Malchior took off in, Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Why are they back so soon? Frick!
"Kenneth! We got a problem! They're back!" Rorek chimed in his head.
X growled, knowing that he probably couldn't hear him, "You don't say …"
"Actually yes, I do say, move fast! Trust Ellris to do his part, but just keep yourself together, the best we can bet is he doesn't know Raven or Malchior are back."
"Yeah," X watched the chip land in the middle of the courtyard in the middle of the down pouring rain, "right … here we mice are playing dice with the devil and the cats have to come back to ruin the fun … well Rorek, there goes our surprise."
"Do you want to get caught? Move it!"
Annoyed X moved towards his destenation as fast as he could while asking aloud, "Hey, how the hell is it you can hear me? I'm not talking through my mind to you … am I?"
"Little do you know … yes you are, you've been doing so since Azalon … I thought you were aware?"
"Never … well, there's another untapped power of the human mind. I'm out Rex, got a job to do."
"Rex? What kind of a name is that?"
"Shorter and much less lamer than Rorek."
"Coming from a person who flunked English, should have known."
"Hee, hee, ha, ha, get off my back." With that Rorek cut off their connection and left X to concentrate on the task at hand. The way he had worded their risky business was true to say the least. They were playing a dangerous game … but one that he prayed would work and they'd be rid of Ellris for good. It was all based on a suspicion Rorek had with Saligia, if Ellris had her he'd no doubt put her to good use. So thinking everything through carefully, he and X had got down to planning a little plot of their own.
With the help and cooperation of Arella, it could work … it should work … it will work. It had to. Or it was all over … Rorek just prayed this didn't backfire somehow, without the worry of having their lives lost, what else could be worse that Ellris had up his sleeve? He was a dragon of darkness … the only Hellborn of his kind … Rorek shared a heart with Malchior, but as much as it didn't help to boost confidence. Malchior fusing with him wasn't very helpful on either part, because Malchior didn't benefit from it, and Rorek couldn't even use the dragon's power least he worry about the magic's being greater then his life energy could handle.
From the Southwest tower Rorek watched Malchior and Raven calmly make their way across the courtyard into the Palace through the rain. Once inside they were gone from his view, but Malchior had dismissed himself to wash off the blood he got on, never actually realizing how filthy he looked until he was under the bright lights of the Palace. Raven nodded and gestured for Francesca who shook herself at the entrance then in one bound trotted next to Raven.
Raven couldn't help to giggle at the white nightstalker – no matter how big she got so fast; Francesca still had the cutest personality. "Looks like I'm going to have to clean you up as well. Don't know if X really has the TLC to keep your fur in mid-condition."
"I'd greatly appreciate that Miss Raven," Francesca purred and walked close by while Malchior tuned them out entirely … something was bugging him. The air in the Palace since they landed … it felt thick to him, or … he couldn't explain it … but it didn't feel comfortable.
Raven could see the tenseness in his walk and slowly slid a hand on his shoulder squeezing to get his attention he stopped and raised a questioning brow when she asked, "What's wrong? You haven't said a word since we got off the ship and telling me where you're going next doesn't count."
It would have just been easier to refuse her and tell her that everything was fine and nothing was wrong … but he guessed it was just something about the way she put it our how she looked at him that him she wasn't going to take no for an answer. She pretty much made that clear back at the Northeastern Lands … speaking of which that was another thing he was trying to piece together about … and another reason for why he was even thinking about lying to Raven. He didn't want to worry her … especially with what he had in mind with what Ellris wanted with him this time.
Decisions, decisions, complications, and contemplations … which was it he wondered.
Without thinking Malchior reached out a hand and brushed a strand of get away hair that was getting in the way of her lovely violet eyes. Tucking it away behind her ear he leaned down and gave her a sweet chaste kiss and smiled that winning smile that always took Raven's breath away, "Just thinking is all love, I'll tell you about it later, just let me wash off first kay?"
Not exactly the answer she wanted, but with that kiss and that smile, she huffed and caved, "Fine, come on Francesca."
She wasn't satisfied with that answer and he didn't like it when she was not satisfied with something, made him feel like a failure for some reason. So as she was slipping away from his grasp he wanted to weave his fingers within hers and hold her back until he could think of something better to say. He felt her mind slithering into his and settle to sooth his confusion, her voice humming in his head and a sense of calmness washed over him, "It's okay Malchior, I get it, I have to see my mother and call the 13 Monks attention to our findings. See ya later tonight."
So as she slipped from arms length and away from his mind, left him feeling cold got Malchior sigh and run his claws through his hair with a tired look. Trying to keep the world from falling into Ellris hands was tough, but what was harder was trying not to walk away from it and just take Raven and split. Where no one else can bother them or where she can't get away from him. Ever. Call it an obsession, but he just couldn't get enough of her.
Practically dragging himself back to his room, Malchior stopped when he felt that odd thick air feeling once more … that uncomfortable, unsettling feeling of something out of place. It irritated him to no end, and he decided once and for all to solve it, who knows it's probably just X going to get himself into much trouble because he can't keep his sticky fingers in his frickin' pocket! Following the feeling towards the West Wing, little did Malchior know he wasn't supposed to get in the way.
Not when X at the East Wing had just took his two Amulets from the Monks and was just know making his way back to the Southwest Tower of the Palace Azar. Rorek felt his presences approaching fast, "Kenneth, did you get the two?"
"Yeah!" X huffed as he started to climb the impossible forever-spiraling stairs to the top, "Is Arella there?"
"Everything's set. Just waiting for you."
"Good, just ask Arella if she's still up for it."
"Do you doubt my abilities child?" X nearly tumbled back down the stairs in shock when Arella entered his mind, a lot like when Raven had when it made him feel like he went to Happy-Land. The thief braced his body and shook his head, still heading up he growled and rolled his eyes.
"Could have given me a warning or something, but no, I don't doubt you."
"Good, because my end will be held, how is the pill I have given you? Still in effect I hope."
"Workin' fine, Ellris can't pick anything up and the Monks are as clueless as ever. Now get out of my head and let me lay down the finals."
"Kenneth!" Rorek hissed in his head, "You're speaking to an elder woman! Mind keeping your manners!"
X snorted, "Mommy can spank me later, just let me do my damn job."
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Ellris frowned and shook his head, flicking his clawed hands to get as much of the blood as he could off, growling at the dead Monks scattered around the Meditation Chamber with the three Amulets in his hands. Looking back to his victims and snorting with an unimpressed expression on his face, Not the fight I was expecting … but no matter. Eyes trailing down to the Amulets he chuckled evilly with that sinister gleam in his eyes, At least I've gotten what I came for … not completed … but that problem will be solved soon enou – oh?
Malchior … he could feel his son approaching and pulsing with renewed power … and authority much greater than his own. Sneering Ellris turned the lights off and with a simple spell let the blood on his body melt into his body, but teleported it elsewhere, and within a dark mist was gone from the room before the door was opened a crack.
Malchior, with clenched fists unclenched them slowly to feel them moist – sweat perhaps? Could be a possibility considering how hard he had his hands fisted. Using his heightened sense of sigh, the dragon stumbled back in shock, Whoa! What the – bodies about 6 of the 13 was there! He slammed the door shut; his hands that he thought were sweaty smeared and caused him to slip and trip onto the ground with a yelp, "Ah!"
On the ground his hands touched everything and as he opened his eyes to see … sweat was hardly the reason why they felt so damp … it was blood … blood he was sure as hell wasn't there before! "No!" Startled and unsure what to make of it, Malchior stood up and moved away from the door he saw with blood all over the front … because of his stupid stumbling self! I didn't do this! Bu – the blood? How on my hands? Wha –
Obviously very much shaken, Malchior ran down the hall to find the other Monks, following where he prayed their scents were the most prominent, he turned down the hall and with the slipperiness of when he had gotten out of the rain cased him to slip. Malchior reached out to grab onto a wall, but when he did, he slipped there to! The blood! It came back! Though this time, he roared when he felt a pained scrap go up his spine. Something had scratched his back!
Rorek on the Southwest Tower hissed and nearly fell off his perch when pain shot up his back, holding his breath and gritting his teeth the wizard shot a hand over his shoulder to where the burning sensation was the greatest. The only thought that came to mind as his ice-blue eyes glazed over blurry and nearly blacked out with pain, Malchior … another hiss. Rorek bore down the pain and stayed in place, though now fighting his mind telling him to bolt and check on the dragon.
He stayed still.
While Malchior got to his feet on his own, wondering who the hell could have hit him? It dawned that the pain could have come from the same place the blood was coming from, but who the hell was transferring blood onto him … unless that person wanted to frame him for something … that was the only logical thought! Yet … it was getting harder and harder for Malchior to wrap his fingers around why Ellris would want to set him up … first the Northeastern Lands, then the 13 Monks … why did he want to set him up?
Yes … Malchior knew he was being set up … but he didn't know Ellris would move this fast, the dragon's head was literally spinning trying to catch up and stay caught up! The last six or seven of the Monks were no longer … that much Malchior already knew with the new blood on his hands and the wound upon his back. Someone probably got a good shot in for Ellris and it as transferred to him. How it was that Ellris was able to transfer evidence was beyond him. It seemed impossible … but he was wrong before … now where was his next target?
All Malchior could think of was Raven … but he wouldn't want to kill her, if anything he was going to make her become part of the issue … in a dilemma, Malchior didn't know whether to warn and protect Raven or find Ellris. Loose in the Palace with Royals, and the 13 Monks brought down without so much as an alarm rung in warning? Malchior brought himself to firmly plant his feet on the ground and concentrated, taking deep breaths, he decided to leave Raven where she was … his best bet was Ellris wouldn't so anything to her. At least … that's all he can pray the demented dragon wouldn't do.
Another deep breath to release any and all stress from his mind, fear came flooding back when he felt his presences not only near by, but just behind him, his hot breath quite evident when he whispered, "Southwest Tower …"
He hesitated, Malchior snarled and spun around to jam his claws in the side of Ellris' face, but only ended up leaving a very large scratch mark on the wall behind him. Granted it hurt his claws because of the amount of sloppy force he put on it, Malchior gasped when he heard Ellris' laughter echoing in the hall … slowly disappearing. Going where? The … the Southwest Tower? Why there?
Southwest … there was a familiarity there … that's why in semi hesitance and uneasiness Malchior began to make his way there. St first awfully slowly to gain his bearings until his broke out in a full on inhuman speed, The Southwest Tower of the Palace Azar. Southwest … the tower itself held no significance to Malchior, nor did the fact that it was in the Palace mean anything. Yet … the Southwest that meant something … it was the neighboring Dragon Clan to the Southeast … and the Clan that had the guts to take him in when his own kin kicked him out the territory.
The Southwest held meaning … but now wasn't the time to reminisce, gathering his head, Malchior shook off the pain on his back and pressed forward towards the Southwest Tower for whatever reason.
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Chuckling and nearly in full-blown laughter, Ellris pushed open the doors to the Southwest Tower and closed it behind him. Leaning against it he smirked when lightening struck and the rain in the night was quickly turning into a raging storm. Rainwater was seeping in from the open window off to the side of the large room at the top of the tower. Another Meditation Chamber, the thief was right … but there was no one here to kill and gather the last two Amulets before the thief got around.
At least … X shouldn't be around now … Ellris couldn't feel his aura in the wide round room. Hmm … quite interesting … waltzing to the center of the room and looking around even sneaking a peak behind him to see if he missed anything, he stopped and laid eyes on the last person he expected to be there. "Lady Arella … well, isn't this a pleasant surprise."
Out of the shadows in a black cloak with her hood up and coving over her face with her piercing indigo eyes, the white robes she wore underneath the black cloak could be seen with the flash of the lightening every now and then. Her red gem upon her brow and her long violet hair was evident of who she mothered. Stoic expression set in stone and hard to upset she glared at Ellris ever so slightly as she asked in that chilling tone that brought Satan to his knees quivering in fear.
However Ellris as neither Satan and he neither feared the woman.
In fact, if anything, he was amused, because speaking and giving him her cold tone was the worse thing she could have done … because now … he could read into her fears and weakness. Just by listening to her sultry voice. It was how he controlled the Queen Islasmursa on Azalon, and if he can do something once – get it to work – then he can do it again. Emotions … they were quite easy to manipulate with the push of the right buttons.
Did Arella know of his unique little gift?
With the grin on his face, he knew she didn't, most never did until the last minute, "You know my name, but I know not yours. I think that rather rude of you."
Still grinning, and still plotting, Ellris gave a mock low bow to the woman before him, "Forgive me, I am Ellris'malchron … would that suffice."
"Ellris," she spat his name out like poison upon her lips she wished to be rid of, she even had the flare at the corner of her lip in disgust, she knew how to act, "you come for the Amulets that I see three were your success."
Looking down at his left hand that held the three Amulets then back up to Arella and quickly scanned her person for the two Amulets he knew she should hold, and found them both around her neck. Jewels of perfection resting just under her neck, temptingly resting on her white robes to say the least; the two of the Amulets: One of them was an Emerald Green color with golden frame to hold it on the golden rope that was the necklace, the second was a dark Sapphire Blue in color with the same gold around it.
Ellris had a distinct feeling she wasn't just going to be handing them to him anytime soon, "What will it take for me to take those Amulets off your chest, they look heavy for a woman of your kind."
Arella sneered, "You can try, I can very much handle myself."
"… Suit yourself," he flinched to move, but suddenly from her cloak a sliver head came flying out and going for the three Amulets in his hand. Going wide eyed for a moment, Ellrs dodged out of the way from the assailant that was none other than Rorek rolling on the ground after he missed. However from behind Arella X got down on one knee and made a perfect shot with his dagger straight through the holes of the Amulets and yanked them right out of his hand.
In outrage of loosing his prize, Ellris snarled at X, but couldn't move when Arella produced an electric whip from her cloak and cracked it through the air. Snapping it around Ellris' neck and bring the dragon down to his knees when the electricity shot forth his body. Arella tightened her hold and yanked harder with a vicious glare in her dark eyes. Sending out even more electricity to put the dragon down for good, Arella dared not release until Ellris's body was non-responsive.
X took a step away, freaked out that Arella actually pulled it off, and she was actually Raven's mother … something about this scene just creped him out to no end. Rorek breathing heavily blinked in disbelief, "It … it worked?"
"Don't believe it?" X chuckled and carefully made his way around the knocked out Ellris, not quite sure of it all himself, "Neither do I."
"Dragons are pervious to electricity, but lightening is the better enemy," Arella informed calmly as he kept her grip on the whip tight incase he should come back, "their scales act as metal that serge electrical currents … that's why … for specific dragon problems, we are always ready to use shock as a weapon."
X sneered, "Like I care, just don't go wavin' that thing around me." Slowly X bent over to pick up the three Amulets Ellris held, but stopped when they weren't on the ground and neither was his dagger! "Hey! What the fuck!"
"Behind you!" Rorek leapt for X and dragged him to the ground when his dagger when flying through the air from the shadows and towards his head. Barely missing him an inch, Rorek saw its path and it was headed straight for Arella, "Lady Arella! Look out!"
Heeding his warning she dodged to the right, but Ellris' eyes shot open and he gripped the whip, Arella had little time to react and reactive the electric shock when Ellris yanked her down to him at the same time unraveled the whip from his neck. Against his chest, Arella struggled, but he didn't let her go until he nabbed two Amulets from her chest never one to skip a beat scratched deep enough to cause an excruciating amount of pain. The dragon jumped to his feet and towards the window where he chuckled saluted the three in the room, "It's been fun … but the next time you try to trick me, make sure I'm not ten steps ahead, Saligia."
WHAM!
WHAM!
X growled, "Damn it … enough with the slamming! These fucking walls hurt alright!"
Rorek groaned and looked at his arms and ankles, bound to the wall with dark magic, with a dry look he shook his head, "Lovely … how come I didn't see this coming."
"Because you played right into his game," became his answer from the dragoness from the mall basement; her sapphire hair as long as ever and still shining under what little light was in the room along with her deep blue sapphire eyes. Though … something was different … she seemed a bit more … distant. She frowned up at him and shook her head, "You should have heeded Francesca's warning."
"So …" Rorek narrowed his ice-blue eyes at the dragoness that couldn't hold his stare and turned to walk over to X just holding out her hand and calling for the Amulets he had to her hand, "… it's true then … you really are Death's Apprentice."
"Future," she shot back nonchalantly, but her distant expression remained the same, even if her tone played the likes of one that didn't really care for what she was doing as she handed the last remaining five to her father, "future apprentice Rorek … I must reach a certain quota if I should become his servant and even further future successor."
X glanced down to Arella trying to tell if she was going to hold up, the cut Ellris gave her was deep, deep enough to cut into the heart … he just hoped she held up. Otherwise Raven wasn't going to be too happy about it, "So how many have you killed so far? A thousand? Millions? I bet it's countless."
Ellris chuckled, but never noticed how Saligia gulped and flinched at the mention of her murders, "Wouldn't you like to know. Thank you for the Amulets, Aftaka. Greatly appreciated it."
"Fuck off!" X blinked, That wasn't me … sure I was thinkin' it, but I didn't say it … looking over to Rorek, the wizard looked ready to bust out of the bindings Saligia put on him. His ice-blue eyes were a deadly cold fire ready to unleash all his power on the two if he only could get free. X wasn't even a mystic and he was getting chills by just feeling Rorek's power serge, "This madness has to end now Ellris! Why the hell are you doing all this to begin with! I see no point in it all! Even some sickly fucked dragon like yourself must have a good goddamned reason to all your chaos!"
X couldn't help to laugh, "Damn Rorek, I think you dun lost your goddamned mind."
Ellris looked down at Saligia who stared at the two with an unreadable expression, and the amusement in it all was too much, tonight … it was perfect … everything went perfectly! So … why not gloat a bit and kill time to wait for Malchior to come around, "Would you like the honest truth? Rorek?"
"Yes, please, that would be greatly appreciated!" yeah, in X's mind the wizard lost his goddamned mind.
"Hell's too small a playground … and I think some of my "damned" friends from the nether world would very much like to see where it is I come from." Ellris shrugged and leaned against the wall, "call it a house party for all eternity with demons far more fierce than those that dwell here on Azarath, and … well … a much more of a fun outlook on life with a bit more fire for those that like it hot. Get it?"
X put the pieces of his words together and sighed with a gulp, "You're going to merge hell with Azarath? Is that it? That's it right?"
"No …" Saligia answered slowly with a gentle shake of her head, "… not merge hell with Azarath … that'll be too risky … he's going to show Azarath what's it's like to really live in hell … Malchior and Raven had been sent on a trip to the Northeastern lands on a false mission. Ellris … he wants to show them a taste of what is to come when he wins … the rest of the Dragon Clans have fallen to the same fate as the Northeastern Lands sad to say … and the Demon Lords will go next, but they come later."
"Yeah," X sneered, "and I bet you know all about that little plot don't you?"
Saligia shrugged and meet X's blazing amber eyes for a split second before looking away, she couldn't meet his look either, "I am his key."
Ellris put a hand on her head and patted it affectionately, annoyed; Saligia moved her head and stepped away from him. Not bothered at all, Ellris looked up to the chained boys on the wall, "Really, that's all there is to it … too bad I won't be getting any credit for it, but that's what makes it fun for you. Manipulation of government is easy enough, wouldn't you agree Malchior."
Just then the doors to the Southwest Tower swung open and without much warning Malchior leapt for Ellris, however Saligia stepped in the way and kicked her brother in the chest as hard as he body could muster to get him away from her master. Yet when she accomplished flying him across the room in between Rorek and X she immediately regretted it, he was her brother. Alive and well … but maybe not for so long as she stood to her full height the same as her brother (though he was a good head tall her than her) when he slowly got up and snarled at his sister and father.
"How precious," Malchior spat out venomously, "a family reunion. Little Sally, long time no see, how've you been?"
Eyes closed unable to even stand being in Malchior's presences, Ellris- on the other hand smiled widely, "Well now, took you long enough."
"Holy shit!" X gaped and closed his eyes then reopened them to be sure he wasn't seeing double, because he could have swore his vision just did a cross on him, "Whoa! You two really do look alike!"
Malchior growled back at the thief in annoyance, "Shut up."
"Aw, thank you," Ellris bowed politely, "it's been fun, really, it has, but I have many other things to tend to and you have a dieing woman on your hands so, Saligia."
With a snap of her fingers she followed her father out the window feeling Malchior about to follow them, but noticing Arella stopped him dead in his tracks. They needed to tend to her first … she was far more important than going around chasing something he couldn't catch.
"Tomorrow we'll finish it, however by then Rorek will have the plan to prove Malchior's as well as everyone one else's innocence through the Book of Nol. I want you to follow him back to Earth … and I want you to capture him. Is that understood?" Ellris ordered within her head to keep from screaming over the pouring rain that they flew through.
Saligia nodded, "Understood."
"If you fail to return him to me, I will be most disappointed, Saligia, so do not fail me."
"When have I let you down during my entire flight with you," sarcastically she growled.
"There's a first for everything my dear, just don't let Rorek be the first."
"I already said it's understood."
"Good. Not let's find somewhere to rest for tomorrow, shall we?"
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So sorry! So sorry, still so sorry this was later then usual! I really am sorry!
Sickness bits, but I'm going to live at least the doctors just gave me the weirdest medication … just to eat for meat and drink ore water O.o o.O … that's how I was when she told me that! How the hell can you give me that kind of medication with I feel like crap! Whatever, I'm back and I ain't goin' anywhere!
Francesca: Mew!
Me: YEAH! Cutie Francesca (smoothers) Ooo … I missed you so much.
X: … she had to come back … why? WHY? God? Why do you hate me so much!
Me: X! I'm back! (glomps)
X: O.O get the fuck off me! (tries to run)
Me: (holds on tight) Nope! I missed you too much ya murderous thief!
Rorek: (snickers on the sidelines) It's true what they say, you can kill'em with kindness.
Me: Rorek … your turn!
Rorek: Aw hell no! (tried to run, but too late cimple grabs him) AH! No!
Me: Yes! I'm back and I'm better then ever! I love you guy's soo much … but I'm afraid my reviews are my first loves (throws kisses to everyone reading) loves and XOXO (this mains love and care for you that don't understand it) all around! YAY!
Raven: Is it just me or is she just overly happy today?
Malchior: (shrugs, dry look, slurps his McDonalds soda) Beats me, can never tell with this fan girls, they're always so … so … happy. (shrugs and takes another slurp)
Me: Oh! Raven! Malchior! Come here you guys! (glomps them both, Malchior still slurping his soda) Mmmm! I love you guys too, can't go out without saying that! So l8er daez! Be back as soon as possible, promise!
