The Battle of Good Vs. Evil

Cristian

He slowly turned his head and looked at Eve. He felt a little wary but he also felt something else- he felt stronger for some reason. He looked down at his right hand and saw the sword there, glowing with a brilliant blue light. He had heard of swords like this once or twice but why did he have one. What was happening to him?

He got to his feet and looked at the sword, watching as it disappeared from his hand. He looked down at Eve and said, "What is happening to me. Why do I have this sword?"

Before she could say a word Cristian walked up the stairs and ran to the front doors. With a push of his shoulder her opened them and walked outside. He looked straight up at the sky and shouted out, "My Lord..... why have you given me this! Why!"

I did not give you the sword Cristian..... it was always there. You just needed something to bring it forth- I think you know what it was.

Cristian looked at his right hand and watched as the sword appeared there and said one word, "Eve."
 
Eve

She stood up as he ran outside. "Whats wrong?" She didnt get an answer he was out of the building. She sat back down, a curious look on her face, wondering why, herself. Perhaps this sword was a gift? She did not know, but knew he would be back. He hadnt left the grounds, she could feel him near by. Perhaps a little time alone is what he needed? She would sit and wait, only grateful he is whole and hearty again.
She closed her eyes, and sent Cristian her love. "I'm here if you need me love."
She opened her eyes and watched the stairs for him to return.
 
Cristian

He heard her voice in his head and sent a message out to her, I will be back soon my love... on this I give you my word.

As soon as he finished he spread his wings and took to the air, flying away from the school. He needed to find some place to think, some place that he might find some answers. Suddenly he heard something, church bells and turned towards them. When he came upon the church he was shocked to find that it was the same church that he had been at when this had all begun.

Cristian landed near the front steps and hid his wings then walked into the church, instantly getting an unplifting feeling. He walked towards the front of the church and looked at the crucifix, hoping that he would find some piece here.
 
Eve

She knew he had gone somewhere for solance. She would leave him be, Let him work out his thoughts. She smiled, he would figure them out without any problems. She was sure of it. She went back to checking the grounds. She walked down a few hallways, checking for any more intruders.
Thats when she came across the hole in the wall. "Odd?" She got closer, and she could feel the heated air blowing up in her face. "This is not good. Hello!?" She called down the tunnel. "Anyone in there?!" She heard nothing. She needed to seal this back up.
She turned and went back upstairs. She needed to find brick and conrete. Something to close it up. Perhaps a binding wall? She had to think of something.
 
Nomed:

Slithering upward through the shaft, I reek of pure hellish heat. Satan had told me that if she does not give me other orders, I am to destroy the human's hospital. A few short meters above me, I see light--a hole in the wall for me to exit this immensly long shaft.

A shadow blocks the light. An angelic voice penetrates the near silence, "Hello!? Anyone in there?!" I cringe with pain. It sounds like an angel. I brace myself for battle, expecting the flying one to descend the narrow shaft. She doesn't. Instead, the angel moves away from the opening and by the sound of her scuffling feet, she goes further from me.

Figuring that the time is soon, I pull my limbless body from the tunnel. Meter by meter, I extend from the tunnel. My body coils up and I am still a few meters high. Almost a meter in diameter, and many times that long, I extend along the ground, following the fleeting footsteps. My one weakness is the shiny scale above my reproductive organs--and, I never expose that. My forked tongue laps out and tastes the musky air. Definitely angel!

Rounding the next corner, I catch up with the angel-woman who is maneuvering around a large piece of paneling. "Hisssssssss!" I signal my presence as I block the only way out, coiling up.
 
Gabriel:

There we stand: facing the Angel of Destruction and the Angel of Peace. It seems they are locked in a duel of sorts. Ambrosia is singing the words of the Lord and Satan cannot retreat. The question on everyone's mind, Who's going to win?
 
Eve

She jumped around at the sound of hissing. Her eyes widening in horror of the beast before her. Hell! That damned tunnel lead to Hell! She backed up a step, wondering what to do?! She was trapped in the end of the hallway. There was no where to go. She thought for a second. If all else failed she would vanish. Perhaps if it couldnt see her, she could get around it?
"Begone beast!" her heart raced a little, another damned battle! Hopefully this thing would leave. She took her battle stance, no weapons around.. She was cornered here, If she died the human's would be harmed. She had to call up her power. Looking up at this large, what could only be described as a reptile, she felt a real big doubt come over her and her powers.
She backed up slightly, her eyes never leaving the huge monstrosity before her. What to do now? Evil hated good, she had to think instead of worry. What could she use against this creature of evil?
 
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OOC: I assume this is a different hallway?

Frank and St. George countinued down the hallway. "George where the hell are we going?" "I don't know but a sense an evil hand at this, perhaps it is one of the devil's illusions." "You always say that '..i sense evil..' who the hell talks like that anymore?!" Franks complaint was interuppted by a small lizard like demon, about 2 ft in height, cackaling at the two of them. Frank walked toward the demon as St. George warned him, "No Frank he is too powerful we must set a strategy." Frank snickered as he kicked the small creature but to his surprise the creature grasped onto Franks leg and bit him. "Ouch little fucking shit!" St. George withdrew his sword, which began glowing with the light of heaven. "Stand still Frank, this will handle the pest!"

A single ray of light came from George's sword, knocking the creature off of Frank and slightly burning the demon as well. As the demon retreated he laughed chanting, "Ha George the divinator, George the slayer, George the traitor!!!" "The sighting of that demon can mean only one thing Frank, we're nearing hell."

Frank pulled out one of his guns and put it against George's neck. "Before we even break wind I want some answers!! Why did he just call you George the traitor? And why were you exiled to limbo in the first place?" "I can't tell you or you'll never agree to move on with me. Without me you'll be devored in hell!" The only sound was Frank's gun cocking. "Alright I tell you but don't say I didn't warn you!"
 
Peter paced back in forth in his room, he was now a commander in hell's army with nothing to do. Satan had began her run to heaven and requested he didn't have his army involved but could do a small mission if he chose. Peter objected to attacking the school, "Too small of a target and too easy." He wanted to do something to make all the saints and angels shake in terror, he wanted to destroy something so holy it's consequences would be felt all over. "I've got it..."

As Peter walked into his training area he couldn't help but think how brilliant his plan was. He alerted his cheif officesr and summoned his horde of hellspawn. " I've been in command of you for only a short time, but I fiugre why not let our first mission togethor be a grand one! What we're about to do is unexpected, unprecidented, and will be talked about on all plains of existence forever!! Get ready soilders, for tonight we will assisnate the Pope and burn the Vatican to the ground!!" The troop raised their weapons and cheered as a crooked smile formed on Peter's face.
 
Cristian

Cristian slowly got to his feet and looked around the church to see that there were people in here, looking for something but what- forgiveness from their sins?

Then it dawned on him- that is what he was doing! He was trying to put his soul at ease but he knew that they only way to do this was to end this stupid way, even if it meant going into Hell by himself. He walked to the door and looked at the people that were looking at the crucifix as if for guidance but didn't say a thing, in truth he couldn't.

He walked to the doors of the church and opened them, making his wings appear as soon as he did which received gasps and then shouts as he did. He looked at the crowd that was going to the church and began to say someting but before he could a bottle flew through the air and slammed into his side. He looked at them and didn't know what to say or do. In truth there was nothing he could do.

He saw the crowd moving towards him and knew that he couldn't be caught on the ground so he spread his wings and with one movement took to the air.
 
Eve

occ: evil thread killing fairies are descending in on us here. *munchkin voice* help me help me! ;)

IC:

Eve looked at the rather large and impressive snake, and asked, "Thank a pencil in your pocket or are ya happy to see me?" Sarcasm was her bestest buddy. She concentrated her power on the slimy reptile and fired a few into his underbelly. She knocked him back a little, here and there. Not really too much to kill since the damned thing was as tough as rawhide, once she pushed him back far enough to clear the boxes, she faded into thin air. Still there, but invisable to his gaze. She walked quickly around him, reappearing behind this time. Now she wasnt cornered in the hallway. She called out to any who could hear her, "HELP ME! Someone! Down here!" She kept her eye on the large snake, and waited for it's next move.




occ: stay tuned next week.. what will happen? Will Eve defeat the giant lizard from hell? Will the lizard make her into lunch? Will we ever find out who hid the donuts for our lunch break? Stayed tuned until next time... :D
 
LUCIFER and the battle of Good Gone Wrong

LUCIFER:

The idea hadn't crossed her mind in decades. Did she really care?

Probably not, only, if the angel of Peace died or took over...what was she there for?

Hell if she was going to find out.

"By my hand, by my brood, I bid you to the darkest depths of hell Ambrosia, let no harm come to a hair on your head...let you sleep forever in a tormental bed. "

My eyes flashed, But I was gasping.

"THis isn't right. " I kept saying.

There was something wrong. In the fight of Good vs. Evil, there is always right and wrong. This was just wrong.

Ambrosia smiled evilly at me, she had absorbed too much of me to withstand and hold [/i]her mission[/i].

She looked to me, her features half dark, half soft and peaceful, though the peaceful side was contorted and in pain.

"I no longer care what happens to the world, YOU and you alone have caused to much pain." She spoke to me, not in vengeance but in sympathy.

She wouldn't leave, my power was gone. I was left with the fear of my name, and the look of a saint.

My dark hair remained, only my wings were white, blindingly white, my garments white, my aura...pure, white...my mind, pure, as it had always been. I had always been fighting for whta I thought was right.

Before me stood an angel of the Lord. No one knew what was going on, no one understood what had just happened.

I was left defenseless against someone who had taken on my war, my hatred.

Someone who had my power. Someone who actually held all the peace in the world in her hands.

Yet, no one, not anyone, understood what happened. I was still the evil one. Still the one to be hated. That was true, I never repented...but this was different...this battle was turned.

It was no longer God vs. Foe...

Lucifer knew that Michael would never kill the angel of peace...this was getting complicated.

Who would believe the 'father' of all lies? even when she was telling the truth? Who would believe that she was no longer the ruler of Hell?

(ooc...confused? ok...run down, Ambrosia(the angel of peace who is responsible for any peace that is in the world) just took over Lucifer's powers. Took them all. No one know about it, so lucifer is a target...and ambrosia's soul had turned bad...this wasn't expected....so on goes the drama..any questions? monique444444@icqmail.com that is my msn and my email...my msn messanger that is)
 
Gabriel:

I hear Satan curse the Angel of Peace. No! Without her, we are lost. I run forward with my sword at ready, and plunge it into Lucifer's abdomen. The blood seeps around my blade as I hold it deep in the Devel's stomach. "One rumor I heard was that you cannot be hurt or killed. I'd like to test that one out." I am full of hate for the sinner of sinners, "Does this hurt, bitch?" With that, I slowly pull my blade upward, as Lucifer's eyes look at me, mournfully.
 
Nomed:

I look at the woman as she screams for help. Ha! I will show her. I slither toward her and lunge forward, grabbing her by the legs. As she hangs from my mouth, I retrace my path to the tunnel. I need some quality time to enjoy my meal, I think. Hmm. Yuck, it kind of tastes like angel. "Aaa oo aa eh-gel?" I ask the woman if she is an angel, though it's kind of hard to understand me. Mom would tailwhip me if she had heard me speak with food in my mouth.
 
Peter and the Dark Army:

Peter suddenly felt pain in his side, Lucifer was under attack. "Alright men split into two groups, half of you go after the pope, the other half come with me, we must defend hell!"

Minutes later Peter and his army appeared behind Gabriel. Peter quickly drew his sword and sliced off Gabriel's wings, in the mean time his army slowley surrounded the angel.

Frank and George:

The two sat down as George began his story. "Long ago I led an army of cherubs, angels in training if you will, on a routine sweep of the gate. But something happened, we were blindsided by a pack of demons and dragged into hell. We managed to escape with few fatalities but those that didn't die were hurt really bad including myself. None of my distress calls had been answered so no one knew if help was coming or not. Then it occured to me that none of the cherubs would survive another day if help didn't come. So in order to perserve myself I did what any one would do in that situation..." "What was that?" "I ate the cherubs." "?!" "Yes, but minutes after sinking my teeth into the last one, help arrived to see my evil deed. When I was brought before god he told me suffering was the path of the loyal and my selfish acts are the path of the heathens. After that I was banished to limbo and then you came along."

"Wow your a sick fuck aren't you." "I suppose, but that was a long time ago." "Yeah, just don't get any ideas or I'll finish the job the demons started."

As the pair walked further down the hall they saw a million little lights. "What the hell is that George?" "I'm not sure." Suddenly the lights began to glow brighter and brighter. Frank approached one of the lights and gasped in horror, "Fuck their all little demons like the one from before!!" The demons started to surround them as the pair got ready for yet another battle.
 
Archangel Gabriel:

Before Lucifer can speak, Peter appears from nowhere and slices off my wings. I laugh at Peter and his demonic army. "Peter, good to see you back up by the gates. You have really poor aim," I mutter as my wings regrow. Although the cut had been painful, God is my protector. With that thought in mind, I seal myself in a bubble of light that none could pass without the Holy of holys' permission. Lucifer is trapped inside with me as is Ambrosia. "So, Lucifer, like I was saying: Are you ready to feel the pain of death?"
 
ooc: And now that I am back..
IC:

*Somthing wasnt right. The cop was gone (Just have him had dissappeared somewhere, Sorry I dropped it bobo, we can pick it up in a second, And Dragonheart stood alone on the Platau...Kirishana, The Druid woman who alone might stand the chance of ending this all with no winner...was gone......To where? he didnt know. but he knew he was alone, back at his base. Somthing had gone wrong ,He felt it in his bones. So what did that mean? It ment it was time to act. No more waiting for the magic or help...This time, just like every time...He'd have to go it alone. And so, Loaded with weapons, Alexander Dragonheart made for the very heart of the battle...Lucifer..Ambrosia...all of them where it was...the Dragon rode alone. A Human though he was, and though he did not know it...higher powers were watching this survivor....One more Contestant was about to enter the battle...and it announced in fanfare...the sky Began to turn black..of neither Ambrosia or Lucifers Guidance....Lightning Began to Ride across the sky...Great dragons of Lightning Forked against the black of the sky....As the Roar of the engine was heard over it...and the man approached*
 
Eve

The beast grabbed her and held her upside down. Gasping out with outrage, she yelled, "Put me down you slimy toad!" He was taking her to hell?! She had to think, and think quickly. Summoning up her power, she shot an electric bolt into the beasts mouth. Rearing back, it yelled out in pain, dropping her. She quickly vanished before his eyes and stood against the tunnel wall. She was not going to hell! And she was not becoming his dinner! She knew he would find her if she made one wrong move, So she stood back against the darkness of the wall and held her transparentcy. Her breath held, and she prayed non stop for guidance.
 
Nomed:

"Yeeeelp!" Astonished, I scream out in pain. My mouth is sore and I look around the tunnel for any sign of the woman. She has disappeared. From between my now closed maw, I lick the air with my long forked tongue.

Though my vision is poor, at best, my smell is overwhelming. Unfortunately, that means that I cannot smell anything but myself and a vague odor of angel. "Hissssss." I move forward, slithering down the corridor, looking for the mysterious woman. I am heading back toward the tunnel. I must find her for I am very hungry.
 
Eve

She held her breath as the creature moved towards her. She quickly jumped from the tunnel back into the hallway and moved quickly under the stairway. Still cloaked she stopped, held still and held her breath once more.
"I think not devil spawn! This angel will not be your dinner. Leave now before I have to hurt you!" She gave fair warning. He was still a few feet from her, slithering on his belly. Looking for her, she could sense it. She eyed the stairway underside. She could, if she had to squeeze between the stair rails. And hopefully not get stuck. Why was the creature carrying her around anyways? Most beasts would have bitten her in half, instead of packing her around? She found this rather odd. Though very grateful it hadn't bitten her in half.

She got an idea on how to confuse the beast. Quickly she stripped off her shirt and tossed it as far as she could towards the tunnel. Then to make it worse, she stripped off her pants and chucked them behind the creature as best she could. That would keep him occupied, hopefully long enough for her to get around and up the stairs. She was still cloaked, but wearing very little, and freezing her buns off. She waited to see if he took the bait.
 
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Cristian

Cristian flew over the city, looking down at everything when he felt as though something was not right. There was something going on at the school, something bad. He turned in the air and headed towards the school- hoping he wouldn't be too late.

As soon as he got to the school he saw that everything looked in the ordinary except that something was wrong. He didn't know what it was but there was something definitely wrong. He walked towards the school but before he could get near it he heard a noise and turned to see a demon standing there smiling. Cristian walked towards the demon but before he could get near it several other demons appeared behind it and Cristian saw that he was clearly out numbered. He looked around and saw that there was nobody about and wondered where they all were but before he could figure it out the demons jumped at him and pinned him to the ground.

Cristian looked at the demons and began to struggle to get up but before he could one of them plunged a metal spike through one of his wings, causing him to scream out in pain. The demons began laughing as they brought forth another spike.
 
"Whoa. Whoa! WHOA! EVERYBODY STOP!"
He moved in between the two parties, seperated by their different causes. At the end was Gabriel, and the prison he had concealed himself and the others in.
"Release them both, now," his words were stern, but not commanding.
Something had come over him, he wasn't sure, but it was a purpose. An understanding. He couldn't defeat the war, but perhaps he could stop this battle before it became any more bloody.
"Ambrosious, do you still want me to do as asked? I am uncertain, but will only complete it if is what God commanded."
Slowly unsheathing his sword, he felt sick to the stomach. Even if this was how God wanted it to end, was there really any he could justify killing the angel of peace?
If he didn't there might not be any peace... ever.
 
Nomed:

Movement ahead of me. Now I hear something behind me. This remarkable woman must be an angel. As I brush past a staircase, I see something lying on the floor several meters away. Deciding to investigate, I slither over to the spot and lash my tongue in the general direction of the small item. It reeks of angel and I move my head so I can get a good look at the shirt.

Growling, I whip my entire body around and hear a single resounding footstep and a deep inhalation as if someone had been running and had stopped suddenly. Then I see it--the staircase. Beyond the staircase, something is lying on the floor. If most people look at my demonic, snakelike form, they would think that I am a slow creature; however, in an instant, I am speeding back toward the item on the floor.
 
Gabriel:

I sense Michael outside of the ball of light. He wants Lucifer to win. I can tell. He must be out of his mind. Why would he want me to release her. Then, I notice Ambrosious is behind me. I didn't mean to bring her into this.

I cannot risk her life; and, if I drop this shield, Michael will have to help me. He is good and this is a battle of good versus evil. I stop holding up the light that surrounds us. "Ambrosious, quick, get away from Lucifer!"
 
Eve

She moved quickly, now at the bottom of the stairs, ready to climb up silently as possible. But the demon whipped around and within seconds was back at her pants. She held her breath, not moving. He was damned quick! She held onto her invisability, but she couldn't much longer. She couldn't use all her strength to stay hidden. Then she would have no way of fighting him. She assumed it was a male demon, but wasnt sure. There is just no way of knowing this.

She carefully took a step up the stairs. Then another. Silent as she could, she moved up higher and higher. Now she was even with the demon's face. He was on the other side of the stairway railing, but too close for comfort. She had to do something. Sending this vile creature back where it came from. But how??

Urgency took over when she felt something wrong with Cristian. What was she to do? She couldn't go to him, she was rather stuck herself. She couldn't leave this creature wandering the school, not when it was a haven for many humans. She had to deal with this creature on her own, and hopefully get to Cristian before anything more happened.

This had to be comical, it will did. An Angel, in her underwear, cloaked from a demon, standing on the steps. And not sure what to do?! She felt a laugh coming on, and quickly inhailed to stop it. She couldn't laugh right now, she had a monster to slay. Perhaps a healing touch would harm it enough it would slither back into it's hole? She closed her eyes, trying to get the nerve up to do something about this situation.
 
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