To be, or not to be...

ooc:// Brace yourselves.

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The silence sank in with cold dread. Kaiser knew what was about to happen. He knew that his life would end today. ...but still he smiled. However, this smile wasn't forced, or fake, or unreal; this was an honest-to-God gesture.

It proved the insanity that Fake had let consume him his whole life. When the invisible but certainly present voice began, Kaiser's smile grew into a malicious grin. "Necati," he began. "I was beginning to think you'd never show up. I was so sure that you'd take me when I killed my mum, but you just turned out to be a disappointment... how cowardly of you. You had a great deal of respect from me, even when you were absent when I destroyed Honest's identity--quite literally. It's a shame I thought of you so highly, for I can now see that you're just fake. Funny how you talk of forgery when you yourself don't even have a body to begin with; always relying on your parlor tricks to make an impact."

Kaiser's voice grew louder as the shadows started consuming him. "I may only be a human to you, but I've made more of a difference than you have in your entire life!" His hysterical laughter tainted the air. "OH, WHAT PRETTY BELLS! THEY'RE CERTAINLY TOLLING, TOLLING, TOLLING! YOU'RE SUCH A GIFTED MUSICIAN, NECATI! WON'T YOU TEACH ME SOMEDAY?" More laughter, now screams. "HAHAHA! RING, RING, RING!"

Ring! Ring! Ring!
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Ring! Ring! Ring!

BANG!
Kaiser Adal Ehrlichmann fell to the floor. Beautiful, glistening, ruby-colored liquid leaked from his mouth as his shocked, wide-open eyes grew still. Blood poured from the back of his head, where a shining, silver bullet had entered.

Ring... ring... ring.
The bells stopped ringing as Fake's heart did the same.

•••••
As the shadows disappeared, a lone figure stood as a smooth, black gun fell to the ground. His unforgiving eyes remained on the man he had just killed, piercing through the blackness against his white-powdered face. Liev Aleksandr Ehrlichmann felt no remorse for ending his twin brother's reign of madness.

"That was for mother, and for me."

Kaatisu crashed into the librains desk shaking off being slamed into the desk kaatisu looks and around as he ceels a evil that he had felt many times before the reaper was here. kaatisu returned to the group on guard looking for the reaper he prayed that he would not sence his father soul very few souls escape death and dragons where no exception. He had no idea where kaiser was but he hoped he was gone

Now everything had simply gotten worse.... even if Dea succeeded in keeping Fake's attack from the strange young woman, now the police were involved. Where Dea was concerned of others getting hurt, bullets were now flying all about without the common sense of aim! Books of various sizes were now flinging through the air by the force of what bullets struck them and thundering explosions of gunfire continued relentlessly. Dea instinctively dropped to the floor and covered he head, suddenly feeling the protective flames of the phoenix engulfing her to extinguish any stray bullets that may have struck her.

When the chaos of raining gunfire came to a brief silence, Dea dared to hope the threat had finally come to an end. As the flaming wings slowly spread away, she lifted her head only to witness the scene of butchery and dying screams of the city's police force by Kaiser's deadly weapon. She couldn't budge, nor breath for that matter by the horrid display of murder right before her eyes. Dea would never had believed she could become even more terrified beyond that moment, but Kaiser following words did just that, because Dea could hear far more in his voice than the madness he was screaming into the air.

Something led him to go beyond his own threshold of insanity. Something led him to snap... but Dea presumed the chilling grip of foreboding to her spine was due to his final outburst of madness. She was shaking violently when yet a single explosion echoed throughout the library and her terrified stare now witnessed Kaiser fall dead and still to the floor. But not by the hand of the city's protectors, but by yet another stranger who stood just as cold and unfeeling as death itself. She watched his mouth move, but from her distance, she couldn't hear a single word.

Finally, her breath returned and miraculously, Dea managed to snap back into consciousness. Whatever made her shuffle across the floor upon her knees, she couldn't explain, but the need to actually see with her own eyes that this man was actually dead was a determined need Dea simply couldn't ignore. Her fiery guardian kept close to her every move as she inched closer to the body, only to see his ghastly expression of death and odd blood trailing across the floor in scattered streams she made sure to avoid.

Even still on her knees, Dea cautiously looked up to the pale face staring down upon the body growing more cold than what was though possible when he was actually alive. Her voice trembled, but her amber eyes were fierce in demand for the truth. "Is he...dead? Is he coming back? Some come back....I've seen such things...." She swallowed down her fear before she could continue. "They're far worse when they come back..."

The flaming form hovered above watching this stranger's every move. The gun may be on the ground for now, but that didn't mean the threat alone was over.

OOC:place holder =)

OOC: So epic was your last post Honest thought I would let you know...again...

BIC:

The darkness that had begun to dissipate slowly drew in upon itself as a figure formed from the oblivion. The black molded and moved as it soon solidified and he appeared in all his demonic glory. Waves of dark energy radiated out as his wings stretched over the shelves only to disappear in burst of dark feathers. The black robes whipped around him finally resting heavily over the reapers frame as two shining orbs of silver peered out from the darkness of his hood. Black mist came from his footsteps as he moved smoothly across the floor toward the body. The swat members all froze in place their mouths a jar. They mere image of death sent them into a paralysis induced by sure fear and the feeling of impending death. Necati let a low hollow laugh escape him at how pathetic they all seemed. The inhuman noise echoed across the stone walls of the library breaking the dark silence that had come to rest over the building. He had been robbed yet again of his prize. It appeared that fate had a way of taunting him like this. Oh what satisfaction cutting the still beating heart out of Fakes chest would have given him. He sighed but alas he was not destined for this pleasure.

Apparently though, this pleasure was to be destined for Honest’s. All was not loss though…after all Necati would still have the pleasure of ripping Fakes soul from his still warm body. A sadistic smile began to form slowly on his lips with his white teeth shining in the darkness. No the real pleasure would be escort Kaiser to the depths of hell. Once there the wretch would spend the rest of eternity in a state of suspended pain and torment the likes of which even his psychotic mind could not distort. Kaiser thought he knew fear and cowardess…oh time and death were quite the teachers in these fields… Kaiser would learn…oh yes. Along with that he would see that every action, every move and every thought were not even his own. The boy was just another puppet in fate’s show. Destined to simply play his part and then be removed from its stage. Fake’s roll was over and now that Necati had ensured that he had followed the lines set out for him… scene by scene and act by act he could dispose of him.

How funny it was that even in defiance and death Kasier had served his part. Necati’s hood turned as his gaze rested heavily on the little girl and Honest’s shaking hand. Yes the cogs of destiny were turning now and the momentum of history was behind it. Death would soon receive his prize. Reaching the body Necati placed a frigid hand on Dea’s shoulder as he removed her from the corpse. Kneeling Necati closed the boys eyes before resting his hand on Kaiser’s head. In that moment Kasier’s body convulsed unnatural twitching and folding in upon itself as if the muscles had gone haywire. His mouth opened and a thin green line floated up ward moving into Necati’s scythe. The process took a few minutes as every eye in the room watched with horror. Then with a final jerk the body fell to the ground still once more. The skin instantly turned a pale white as body became ice cold matching the reapers hand. The task was finished. Turning to the girl his voice was but a hiss.

“This one is mine…he has been claimed by the darkness….never to return.”

His hand left the boys head. Standing he moved to the officers collecting the dead among them as well before returning his attention to the group that stood before him. His silver eyes moved across them stopping a moment at Kaatisu and his spear. A wry smile crossed his face. A spirit that long ago had escaped him resided in that weapon. Perhaps another time he would visit the dragon kin to reclaim what was rightfully his but not today.

ooc:// Oh, man. To think this started with a seven-year-old innocently reading a book.

Departed - I’m a bit confused; Necati turned Kaiser to ash, right? I'd kinda like to have him keep his body... for now. I'll continue as if he was still the same, if it's alright.

bic://
Liev watched Dea cross the room as she searched for answers. “Is he...dead? Is he coming back? Some come back....I've seen such things.... They're far worse when they come back..."

This time, it was Honest who swallowed his fear. “I... I don’t know. Kaiser is undoubtedly physically dead, but there’s no way a bullet could destroy the demon that possessed him. For all we know, it could still be here; but by the feeling of things, I doubt it.”

He remained still as the reaper slithered to Kaiser, but could not stay that way when he started to harvest his twin’s soul. Instinctively, Liev cried out in objection and dove at Necati with a look of desperation... but was stopped by the frigid chill that surrounded him; he was literally frozen in his tracks. He stopped to collect his emotions, trying to steady his breathing. Finally, he began to speak:

He was honestly a liar,
Causing great amounts of strife;
It was infecting his own soul,
And had been his whole life.

So easily he deceived-
Behind many masks he hides,
But what he really wanted
Was buried deep inside.

Beneath the endless falsehoods
Was the true form he did seek.
But the journey there was hard,
And his black heart was meek.

But oh, how wonderful
It would have been to show his face;
Yet when he opened up,
He only felt disgrace.

And what a better place
This world would’ve truly been
If it wasn't full of lies––
The ones that conquered him.

Kaiser saw the fake
In everything that was real,
But what he didn’t know
Was how to really heal.

But can you really trust
A man who says he lies
Or is he being truthful
Under his disguise?

OOC: Fixed and fixed my dear fellow. I sent you a pm to ask about that actually I just never got a response so my apologies

ooc: I think y'all traumatized my little girl O.o


bic:

Dea tilted her head and studied the somber face of the stranger that spoke with a diverted golden gaze. She could easily hear his fear without the use of her powers, knowing his uncertainty in his answer to be true. Although, when he spoke of feeling, all Dea could sense was a dreadful emptiness about the library. It was unnaturally cold and the air itself felt weighted and beheld a staleness that pained her lungs to even breath.

And then it touched her. Just barely, but enough upon her shoulder to feel what this form truly was. Dea flinched back hard with sudden terror in her eyes, leading her to immediately scrambled back across the cold floor in panic. With a widened unblinking stare, her own mind was screaming not to look.

She shouldn't watch. Something deep within her own soul told her not to bear witness, and if the voices of her parents were telling her the same, Dea heard nothing from the intense ringing within her ears that engulfed her young mind in shock and found herself trapped and frozen in time. Her head managed to shake slightly back and forth as if in denial by the lifeless form now jerking its limbs about uncontrollably. She didn't feel the tears trickling down her cheeks, nor her own hands sifting about the floor as if subconsciously searching for a weapon should she need one.

When the stream of mist slowly flowed out through Kaiser's mouth, a faint cry escaped Dea's, bringing one of her hands to swiftly cover her lips to keep silent. Was that what a soul looked like? Was it that easy to be taken? Just a simple pull by some unknown power to be taken against one's will? Not even one's soul was sacred to themselves? And when the body fell limp against the floor once more, Dea's own jerked in response, even feeling the vibrations of the body's fall through the hard stone floor.

When the dark form turned its looming head toward her, Dea's first instincts trembled violently with the assumption that she was next. After it hissed its righteous claim, the phoenix form above leered down from it's high, bookshelf perch and slowly lunged it's head forward to hiss its own warning to the deathly form until Dea finally placed herself safely below the flaming guardian.

The other was speaking... His words were meant for another, but his voice awakened Dea's powers again for a truth she didn't even want to hear. Her head continued to shake in denial. This was some tragic nightmare she simply couldn't wake from. That had to be what this was! No matter how real everything felt, it was what her mind was screaming for. She needed reasoning and logic to get herself away in one piece. Before anyone would give notice, before those of authority who remained there alive and witnessing the entire event would see, Dea scrambled onto her trembling legs and made a mad dash for the doors, unaware of the ribbon clutched in her hand.

kaatisu locked eyes with the reaper but for a moment it communicated one thing your not going my fathers soul not as long as he lived kaatisu sees dea run for the door he moves at high speed and follows her he knew that seeing death could not be easy on this girl and he was going to make sure that it did not destroy her like it did his father in his life

ooc:// I think that's where I'm going to end for the roleplay. Have fun!

OOC: Same here =)

BIC:

The reaper lifted one slender hand moving it ever so slowly his silver eyes watched it before him. It was as if he had never seen the appendage before. Slowly he turned it side to side before with a low laugh he snapped his fingers and in the instant that the sound came forth he disappeared leaving a nothing but black smoke in his wake. He had wasted enough time in this place playing with the mortals. Necati had much more pressing business to attend to.

OOC: Wild Necati has left the thread!