Gods And Ghosts:A War of Heavenly Proportions(IC,read OOC before joining)

She smiled and blushed a bit at his compliment,
"you've never met your father then? Why should it be so important for you to find out about him if he didn't even have the decency to stick around to watch you grow up?"

Truth be told she was fairly certain she knew the answer, but she was probing him to find what he would say...the boy intrigued her, of that she was certain.
 
"It matters too me because I belive that finding him will give me the answers that I need. Perhaps a way to end some of these haunting abilities inside of me." He was unsure if he should tell her about his visions, no one knew of them. They were his alone to deal with he was beggining to think that it was unfair of him to lay all this on a woman who he just met, even if she was an assassin and could handle it.

Luckily, before he had to make the decision of telling her or not their waiter had returned to take their order. "Well I have never been here so I think I shall let you order for me. I have no idea what might be any good." He smiled and took a drink of his champange.
 
A few hours of sleep later, Krysta, hearing a loud piercing scream she jerkes awake. Popping out of her bed she grabs the nearest thing she finds... her toothbrush case. She flips the switch of her bedside lamp ready to throw it at an attacker and looks around for the source of the scream.

Looking down she find it. Amidst the array of all her personnnal belongings, lay a very drunk fae and an empty bottle of her finest brew. It was a good thing she didnt tell him where the second bottle was. She was going to give that as the gift to the Queen. She couldn't help but laugh. Really she should have been angry; it was just too precious of a picture to throw away on anger. Looking in her head she shakese her head.. as if a toothbrush case was going to save her from an attacker.

Dropping the case on the floor she bent down and asked, "what is wrong Kristoff?", trying desperately to hold back the laughter, finally containing it into a soft smile as she looked at him.

Looking up Kristoff couldnt believe his luck, not only did he find Krysta ... but he found TWO of her. Crying out he complained, "Yoooooooooooooooooouuuuuuuuurrrr ouuuuuuuuuut ooooooooooooof meeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaad."

She shook her head. Kristoff had done it once again. How amusing to her, waking up thinking something was going to happen to her. Smiling she told Kristoff. "I think your done hun. Maybe time to sleep it off.?? hmm?"

Kristoff vigorously shook his head, unfortunately that seemed to produce two more of Krysta. pouting like a child that was forbidden candy he said, "but I wanted mooore."

"Krysta how come there are four of you??" Kristoff momentarily forgot his quest for more liquor and couldnt contain his excitement. How are we all going to fit in the Mound....I thought.we...wer..... " Kristoff slumped over and passed out.

He was simply to drunk to have this conversation with her. It always happened. It seemed that all the drinking the littly guy had done and then the entire bottle of her brew, finally effected him.

Krysta picked him up and snuggled him ont a pillow on her bed. she then put her stuff back into her satchel and picked up a dagger, and put it on her bedside, the next time she woke up she would be more prepared.. Laying down for a few more hours before she headed out for the mound.
 
She nodded, "understandable."

When the waiter returned she ordered,
"Marcel, tell Paolo to prepare two of my usual fare."
He nodded then left as quickly as he had appeared.

"What do you know about your father so far, if you don't mind me asking? I have a lot of connections in high places...perhaps I could be of some help." She smiled reaching across the small table to slide her hand over his.
 
He wasn't paying attention to her hand until he felt it touch his. He nearly jumped, not wanting to ruin this evening with a vision. When he touched another person he had a complete understanding of the hatred and anger through every fight that person had. He knew why and how they were angry and was able to watch them fight. He could tell them where they went wrong and what to do in order to correct it. That, however, was not the worst of it after the visions of the battles had passed he then was shown each and everyway he could beat this person into the ground to take their life with a single touch. To make them feel pain as he ripped loose body parts, such as ears, from them. Every time it had happend, and everytime he nearly fainted or had grown sick.

This time was different, there was nothing, just the soft touch of her hand against his. He felt none of the hatred, none of the anger and he did not see how he could deafeat her in a fight. He noticed her stareing, she was waiting for a response. He decided to make the best of it and held her hand tightly.

"I know nothing really, the only peice of information that I do know is that in every battle, in every great war a man with my last name has been on the feild, he has always survivied and there are never any records of his death."

He sighed, it felt really good to touch another without visions of death in his head. He could concentrate on all the aspects of her hand, her long slender fingers and perfectly trimmed nails, the soft gentleness to them that held a slight glow. Even the tiny hairs could be felt, it was a wonderful feeling.
 
Mia now walked ahead of Rock, now muttering something under her breath. Rock couldn't help but laugh, it wasn't every day he saw Mia in this kind of mood. She was often cheery and optimistic, but every time Rock mentions his freind's name, or anything close to him, she got.... Well, moody.

"Stupid mangy mutt, I swere if he tries anything I'l-"

Rock quickly grabed her hand, stoping her. "We're here..."
 
Lucian landed gently on top of the roof of the hotel and bent at an odd angle,lowering himself quickly down its side,stopping above a window and pausing,almost sniffing at the air,grinning to himself.His form wavered and shiftered,then became translucent before dissapating into a foggy half-shape.The form sliped down,slipping through the window through the cracks in the wood and under the bottom of the window,through the centimeters(if that) wide space between the bottom of the window and the window's frame.
The fog densed and clumped inside the room as Lucian reformed,straightening his clothes a bit and dusting off imagined dust as he looked around the hotel room.His eyes adjsuted even more,showing him the darkened room as if it was broad daylight.with a whisper of sound he crossed the floor.He looked down at the female in front fo him and grinned almsot ferally.
This might be fun.
Suddenly he heard a groggy muttering and looked down a bit more a the tiny male fae resting on the pillow as its eyes opened drunkenly to look up at him.
 
Kristoff woke up in his slumber only to see that guy that crashed the huge gathering that he was at. Takes a huge breath of air and screams on top of his lungs. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"


Having been woke like this one too meny times this evening Krysta jerks awake and grabs the dagger in the nightstand. Looking around only to see the large male creature in front of her bed.

Jumping out of the bed she rollls underneath him taking Kristoff in her hand in the process. Once safely out of her vernable position. She asks, "Wot hell are ya duin here? How did ya git in mah rooom.!"

PIcking up her satchel and slinging it over her head, "Git yer little hiny in der NOW Kristoff." Kristoff didnt need reminder a second time. Beelining for the satchel.

she looks around her gazing bouncing from the door to the attacker inthe room. Her dagger still at the ready. How she was going to fight the thing she didnt know, but she definately wasnt standing her to find out.

she backed into the door and grapped for the lock. Trying to unlock the door before, he got to her. Once the door unlock she turned to see where the attacker was, not seeing him she ran out the door and took the fire escape. Making it outside taking a deep breath she leaning against the wet brick of the building only to realize she was in her skimpy red nightgown outside in the middle of the night on the streets of London...
 
Lucian was momentarily startled at the tiny fae's reaction.Damn!,this would be harder,though he could have some fun before he ended this.....

As the woman fleed the room he merely smiled indulgingly before fading into mist and dissapearing from the room.

A moment later a voice in the shadows whispered almost directly in Krysta's ears.
well hello there my dear,what have we hear?.A dark chuckle followed as a grip like iron slipped around the wrist of the arm the dagger was held in."now now now,little girls shouldnt play with sharp objects,they tend to get hurt" . He smiled as his feral eyes raked over his prey.
hmmm,red always was my favorite color... .Another chuckle followed as two gentle pinpricks slid across her neck for a moment.
"hmm this was too easy,im in the mood for a better hunt,be assured though,I'll have my fun wtih you another day".Another laugh echoed in the dark london night and he was gone,the tight grip dissapearing as suddenly as it had appeared.
 
Rock looked up and down the old run down tavern before noticing that nothing was new about. "He never changes..." Rock muttered to himself before reacking for the wobbly door knob. But before he could even touch it, his sharp ears picked up an high pitched screem echoing off into the dark night nearby.

"The hell was that?!"

"I don't know," Rock replied as he pulled one of his shurikens, "but I'm sure as hell going to find out!"

Rock began to run torwards the screem, not caring if Mia did or did not follow. "Hey! Rock, wait up!" Of course, the chance of trouble and adventure, and the fact that even Rock was curious, made her more than willing to follow.

They both hurried torwards the area and came to an sliding hault when they both saw an erie mist floated up to the sky.

"Rock... W-what was that?"

"I.... I don't know," Rock muttered, as he placed his shuriken back into its holder. "But whatever it was, its gone." Rock slowly shook his head, and looked over his shoulder, at the young woman in red. "Are you okay?"
 
Krysta's high piercing scream had echoed through the streetways, when she had hear the voice in her ear. THe chil traveled through her spine. Try as she might she couldnt get away from it. The vise-like grip on her wrist refused to budge. she felt the pinpricks upon her neck and she thought her life was about to end, but then the creature let her go and dissapeared.

Slumping against the building wall, she missed the two figures running towards her. Looking up she saw what looked to her like a few pookas. Certainly was dressed more like a warrior than a regular pooka, but it was all the same to her.

"M-me I.. I'm okay for now. Looking up ... I suppose I ought to go back to my room, I dont believe we'll be bothered again this eve." She felt movement in her satchel until she could see Kristoff's head poke out of the top of it. "Is.... tthe b--bad guy.. go..gone?" he whimpered.

Picking Kristoff out of her satchel she looked at the two that ran up to her. "This is my friend Kristoff, we've come to London to seek help at the mound. .. I 'm sure you heard of our destruction in Eire. we are seeking help to try and find these perpatraitors"

Kristoff looked up at Krysta and said, "Ummm Krysta I dont think they know of what your talking about... They aren't fae... .. anyway .. we dont have to look for them .. they found us..."

Staring at the two visitors, flying out of her satchel, and sniffing at them ..they smelled of books, he scrunched up his tiny nose and frowned. "You wouldnt have any wine would you... I had a bad scare you see and it always helps with wine.... I calm down. "

Krysta glared at Kristoff and spoke in celestial, " You idiot .,.. what do you mean they found us.. th.. that .. thing was what destroyed everyone...!?! " rolling her eyes, She pulled out her bottle of homemade ale and poured a capful. Kristoff made a beeline for the cap and practically downed it in one gulp. "Oohh that was soooooooo good." He groaned.

Krysta then smiled at the Pookaas and said, "Thank you very much for your concern, I suppose its not very often you see women in the nightgown in the middle of the street."
 
"I've seen too many things in my long life," Rock muttered as he checked that all his arsenal was put back safely.

Mia gave an low growl knowing that Rock just basicly revealed that they were'nt exactly, "Human". Then she relized that the Fae wasn't exactly human either. "Maybe I should explain. Rock is an Kitsune, an fox 'demon'. And I'm an worren. We're searching for his brother."

Rock was quiet, he was searching the sky just in case that thing came back. He finnaly gave up on searching for the thing and turned back to the Krysta. "Destruction of Erire?" Rock asked. "What happpened?"
 
Terra growled, as he looked down to the street below. Something unsettled him about all of this. The people... mostly, too many people. He didn't like people. When they got together, they became stupid idiots, blind to any sort of logic.
That was scary considering what he was... and what was left of him.
Big Tony, along with a few of his associates were at the top of the hotel, smiling at their huge catch for the day.
"This assasin, he's supposed to be good. Very good. He's got one of my friends, a personal business parter, contracted. I'd hate to see this guy die, it'd be really hard on me."
"You, or you bank account?" Terra looked back at Big Tony. If the huge iron golem could smile, he would be doing so right now.
"That's not the point. The point is, you're going to stop it."
"It's just a hit. I'm sure a couple of your big bodyguards could stop anything."
"No, this one's different. We've tried several times, all the same, this guy's hits have all gone off without a hitch. Whoever he is, he's good."
Terra just looked back down.
"A charity auction?"
"Yeah, that's where it'll happen."
"You want the assasin dead?"
"Just stop the hit. What you do with him afterwards is none of my fucking business," Big Tony had a cigar in his mouth, and talked aorund it, not missing a beat.
"And how do I get down there? I'm not exactly dressed for an auction?"
Big Tony turned, looking at a huge box with styrophoam insides.
"It's an auction, and I do believe another piece has been donated."
The styrophoam was cut out in the shape of a gargoyle. Terra half smiled. Not bad.... pretty clever for a stupid gang goon.
"This takes care of our debt, for good. You don't look for me, you don't ask for me. After tonight, you forget I ever existed."
Big Tony smiled, smoke filtering from his mouth, "Done deal."
Growling once more, for mere sport, Terra got into the box.
 
Looking up nervously.. , "I suppose I could explain.. Ireland .. its where I am from .. I had hoped to find help, but Now I cant becuase i'll just lead what ever is after me .. right to the mound.. so .. I guess Im on the run.. chances are though ..its just playing with me. and will probably come after me when ever Im alone.. so i am just going to go back up to my room and get my things.. ."

Krysta's eyes widened at the explaination of the "demon fox" .

She replied.."umm your not going to kill me too are you ... cause really I dont taster that great.. I eat mainly potatoes.. really so unless you like startch that's all I am."

Kristoff little pixie ears point up and says, "if you got sake' I am your new best friend.."

Krysta groaned. great .. she was about to be a demon's midnight snack and all kristoff is thinking about is getting drunk.. again.
 
"I don't eat humans, they give me heart burn" Rock joked. He pulled out an small bottle of sake', setted it down just before opening it. "Help yourself."

Mia glared at Rock, "Now what, fox-boy?"

"We Get some answeres." Rock began walking down the street.

"What? How?"

Rock turned to look at the others. "J.C. didn't call me for nothing. He may know whats going on."

Mia now had an dazed and confused look on her face. "Wait, he called YOU?"

"Yeah..." Rock rubbed his forehead for a minute, trying to straighten things out. "Okay, the best thing we can do is talk to J.C. . He has to know something. Besides, I'm guessing that thing is waiting for you in your room, that way can't escape."

"Oh, you're the optimistic type Rock."
 
sighed. krysta smiled as the Kristoff chugged the bottle of sake' wiping his face on his arm. "ahhh that was great.. BURP" His eyes rolled over in his head and fell back into her satchel.

Looking up Krysta told the Fox/demon/pooka " i am not walking around london in this".. gesturing to her skimpy red nightgown. "I have to go get my stuff.. besides.. if he really wanted to get me .. he praobalby will wait until I am alone.. So you could come up with me .. to my room.. or you could wait here until you hear kristoff's earpiercing scream.. either way I am going to get my stuff. "


She turned towards her hotel building and climbed up the stairs...why she always had to get the higher floor rooms she didnt know.
 
"Mia, could you please go with her?"

"What about you Rock?"

"I going ahead of you three to J.C's. He'd probaly wanted to talk to me in private for a minute or two anyways." With that, Rock left without saying another word. And Mia ran to catch up with Krysta and Kristoff.

***

"He better be here...." Rock gave an long sigh and pounded his fist into the door. "J.C! You better be in there! Open up!" Rock waited for a few minutes, waiting for an answere, which never came, which agravated Rock enough to grab the handle and pull. "Son of a mongrel... JHON! Open the damn do-"

*WHACK!*

Rock flew backwards and hit the ground, rolling into a lamp pole. He gave an low growl as he looked to see that J.C was hovering over him laughing. "Maybe I should have fixed the door, but that was golden!"

"Sh-shut up!"
 
Krysta grabbed her things from the hotel room changed into her .. club outfit .. the one she had been wearing when she went out .. ..

then looked over to MIa and said, "he's obviously not here .. so what do we do?"
 
"Alright J.C, enough games. What did you want to talk to me about?"

"Well," J.C started, "I know you're going to hurt me for this... But Zerro was here."

Rock's eyes flared crimson as he grabed J.C's colar. "WHAT?! When?!"

"About a week ago," J.C replied calmly. "I tried holding him till you got here, but its like you ninjas to use sleeping gas on me!"

Rock gave a low tone groan and pushed J.C back. "Damnit! I was so close!"

"Yeah, well he did leave something for you." J.C muttered something his breath about forgetting where he put things as he walked into a corner looking for something. "Here it is," J.C called out. He grunted a few times as he pulled something out of a heap of cloths in the corner.

Finnaly he pulled the item out of the heap and walked back over torwards Rock. "For some reason he told me to give you this the next time I see you." J.C handed Rock an sword in its scabber, and even though Rock couldn't see the blade itself, he could already tell what sword it was by its crimson and jade crystal scabber "The Wind Sword? But... Zerro's fa- er... Our father, gave him this blade."

"Well, he said you'd probaly would have a better use for it. He hasn't seen a battle for years. He also said that if you wanted to, you could give back to him if you ever met."

'I was that close,' Rock thought. 'Zerro, what are you looking for?' The young fox demon quickly shook his head, and looked at J.C "Anything ya need to tell me?"

"Yeah..." J.C looked out the window, searching for something. "Where's Mia...?"

****(Mia)****

Mia cautiosly looked out the window making sure no "Msyterious Entity" Was lurking around. "Well, I'm pretty sure that you would like some answeres about who, or what attacked you and Kristoff... So I'm guessing that we should talk to J.C..." Mia said J.C's name in disgust. In all honesty, she couldn't stand, nor trust J.C. She couldn't understand why Rock could.

"Come on... I'm pretty sure that Rock is starting to get worried."
 
Lucian

Lucian laughed to himself and tipped back in his red-padded seat,sipping from a tall thin glass of a red substance a bit thicker-looking then red wine.Of course it wasnt,and almost anyone tehre knew what it was.The establishment was under The Family's stamp,one of Father's sons runnng the place for all of his siblings and family members.
He gave another soft chuckle and spent a few moments dallying with a charming pale vampiress a seat away,his status and charm making her like putyt in his hands.
Behind his charming facade he was now disgusted.
Are females the same no amtter the species!A little power and charm and they dont even put upa fight! He sighed again and excused himself as his phone rang.
He stepped outside,lighting a slim cigarret and drawing on it gently,letting the smoke curl out in the shape of a fanged-mouth.
A bad habit,he knew,but being more then human had its advantages(for therecord i do not smoke>.<yuck!,jus looks cool with vampires lol:D)
 
After checking out of the hotel, Krysta nodded at Mia and then headed out, "okay you lead da way.."


Following Mia she kept wondering whether it was safe following around someone that she really didnt know..
 
"Right then, lets get moving. Hopefully we'll get some answeres."

***

"Rock, are you serious?"

"Yeah, whats up Jc? You look paranoid."

"Listen to me, lately there has bee-" Jc was quickly cut short when he heard light pounding on the door. Jc quickly stood up and grabed a nearby dagger. But rock lifted his hand, stoping him.

"Who is it?"

"Rock, its us! Open up!"

Rock relaxed and opened the door, much to Jc's disaproval. "What took ya?"
 
Krysta slipped inside the tavern after Mia, trying to look as invisable as possible. Much to her demise however, Kristoff poked his head up throwing the empty bottle of sake' out of Krysta's satchel.

"Is that the beautiful scent of alcohol .. that I smell???" Groaning Krysta simply smothered her reddened face with her hand...

"This is Kristoff and My name is Krysta.. .. How do you do?" she introduced herself to JC.

After the intro she made, kristoff made a beeline for the first bottel he gota glimpse of and left Krysta to deal with the baffled JC. She peeked a look at him, to see what his reaction was to the invaders that just entered his tavern.

"I suppose I can pay for most of the liquor he manages to get his grubby little hands on.."
 
"Well, ah... Ahh don't worry bout it," Jc stammered. He then grabed Rock and pulled him into a corner so the others couldn't hear. "Hey who's the looker over there?"

"Down fido."

"FIDO?! An insault!"

"You ARE John Claud the 3'rd aren't you?"

"Hey! Don't rub it in!"

Rock restrained from a chuckle and got, somewhere-near serious. "She's Krysta," Rock then pointed at the amazing 3 inch alchohol guzzler "And that... Well that is Krystoff."

Jc taken a quick glance at Krysta, then back at Rock. "Oh... So she the one you told me about."

"Yeah."

"Well," Jc started, "its an pleasure to meet you and Kristoff!"

He then noticed another figure leaning on the door, obviously reluncted to be there. Jc quickly noticed that it was his favorite prank target, he couldn't help but grin. "Kitten!" Jc opened his arms wide and walked over to hug her. But Mia quickly pulled out her dagger and pointed it below Jc's belt.

"5 feet closer and I'll stab you in the mony shot!" Jc took noti
 
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