Her Fate: Depression (Open to all)

[Relairah]

Shirokiba shrugged. I'll just follow. I can probably be of some help.

Ainoko had been drawn aback. His heart beating rapidly inside him. "You would sell your sister?" He gasped. "Traitor. How could you do such a thing, demon!" Ainoko was thrown into a fit of fuming rage. He looked at Nisha, questioningly. "What would you say, Nisha?" He asked her soothingly, but glared coldly at Knives. He now understood everything. Of why Nisha treated herself so poorly, and was so depressed. "How could you of done such evil?" His mind was appaled and bewildered at such evil. He had never seen or known such in all his life.

[Kikuyoshi]

"Amusing how you lable me as a demon as though it were a bad thing...when i actually am one. Are you suggesting that demons are not acceptable? Because if you are, consider Nisha to be a part of that group." Wings fluttered softly in a passing breeze, his attention turned onto Nisha. "You think i jest? Fool...take a good look and you'll see i resemble you in more ways than one." Gloved fingers lifted up his eye patch, glittery swirls patterning his skin just about his left eye, the eye color itself cast in the same grey Nisha's eyes were pigmented. "That bitch of a woman you call your mother cursed me with the same markings you bare and even tossed in these pathetic excuses for wings." Quickly he covered his eye once again with the eye patch, his right eye moving back and forth between the two, it's purple hue dark and reflective.

At last Irvine heard voices...those of whom he could only assume were Nisha and Ainoko...yet the other he was unsure of. Quickly he scaled the nearest tree, darting from branch to branch until he had inched ever closer with ease and skill. He would have to approach this situation very cautiously...for he'd only have one chance to make an appearance and not get the crap beat out of him.

[Mama Z]

She glared at him and in an instant she was back in the human form. The white light that had surrounded her during the transformation dying away quickly. White dress still covered in mud and the bindings round her ankels starting to unravel. 'Dont you dare call her that.' She spat. White hair whipped around her face and her wolven ears were standing tall. Though she was afraid for her own life, no one would ever make fun of her own family. Especailly the woman who gave birth to her and raised her. The glitter underneath her eye seemed to be inetensified though no more tears fell. 'And she would never curse anyone unless they diserved it.'

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[Relairah]

Ainoko, had known it was a demon. But he did not like the way he was talking to or about Nisha. "She may be one, but she doesn't have an evil heart nor a demon-like way, at least of what I know." His eyes grew narrow. He felt it unwise to tell he had no abilities in his pre-amulet. His heart burning with rage. He did not know what to say or how to say it except he was fuming with anger. "You are right, I have called you a demon in that mannor. You, of all demons, should not be in existence, as far as I say none should, at least those who prove they are evil. As for those who don't I think they should be given their own opinions. What can I do? It's only an opinion, but a firm one." He looked at Nisha. He knew she wasn't to keen on to much talking. "What have you done to her, in her past, anyway? What has her past been like?" He spoke though he had authority, though he had none at all. I may be a wolf eagle hybrid, and she may be of you, but I am no evil one, as for her, I won't speak for her as she can speak. Have you even given her her own opinion?" With every word he said, his rage was growing. He hated demons, but of the ones he'd met, he knew he wanted only to destroy this one. As for Nisha, it couldn't be. She wasn't a demon. Or was she, thinking of something bad, to do to him. Was she plotting to go with her brother? Would he take her and not sell her, but rather keep her as a slave, or train her to be as evil as him or worse? No, this could not be.

Shirokiba watched Irvine gracefully grab on the branches. He would only come if his help were needed. Had he caused enough trouble already?

[Relairah]

((I hope so, but you could post while we're waiting."

[Mama Z]

(Well..was hoping she could do it so I could give Nishas reaction to everything but...)

Pearly eyes looked down at Ainoko, thanking him in a way. But why was he here? It was her battle not his. The one before her, the one that claimed to be of her kind, was wanting her. For once she was unafraid to defend her mothers honor and memory. Though they may have a blood relation never will she consider him anything more than an enemy. But yes, she was a demon, whether she acted as one or not, she had two forms of the blood dancing under her plated skin.

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[Relairah]

((I understand what you mean, we need her character(s) to carry on))

Ainoko took his eyes off Knives only for a moment, he gazed at Nisha and caught the silvery eyes upon him. He wondered what she was thinking. What did she want? He would give her anything if only she would ask. He didn't want to stay off Knives too long, for fear of him, so he again began watching him, circling around them, more intently than he had before. He kept one ear open to hear Knives' words, but one he kept open listening for anything the maden beside him might say.

Meanwhile, Shirokiba was still waiting on Irvine, his whole body appeared relaxed but deep inside him a flame was burning, like a kindling light in the dark. His tongue was lulling out and he could make out the Silhouettes of the three figures that were inside this ring of flame. Sparkling, blue eyes gazed about with excitement. His wings were now spread so he'd be ready for anything. His ears were perked up, catching every sound that went off around him. His fur bristled in a slight breeze that crept by but the giant flame was undisturbed.

[Kikuyoshi]

((i'm so sorry i haven't been around x.x;;; I've been buisy with other crap and shtuff xP anyways...i'm posting now ^^))

"I've made you angry..." Tounge slipped from his lips to lightly lick at the upper right corner of his mouth, his uncovered eye flashing maliciously. "How delicious to see you in pain. What i wouldn't give to see our precious mother in such pain..." His stunning speed was made apparent in an instant, his entire form seeming to turn liquid as he raced towards Nisha, only to appear like myst behind her, his fingers delicatly playing with a strand of her hair. "What do you say i make that face of pain perminant?" Like a magician, his black gloved fingers pulled out what appeared to be a pair of wings right out of thin air...wings that bore a striking resemblance to that of their mother. "The bitch sobbed like the little whore she is...pleading with me not to find and kill you as well." Facial features became serious. "I made her pay for how hideous her genes made me...and what a disgusting name she birthed me with." Quite suddenly, all the black attire tore like paper off his body, the material shredding away and disolving in the wind. His hair changed hues as well, taking on the tint of aquamarine...as well as a couple of new added features. Attire was armor like, made up of steelblue hues as well as some reds and yellows. Two bright red feelers also decorated the top of his head and his wings were fully out in the open. Glaring at the both of them with blood red spheres, Knives spat out his birth name as though he were being forced to eat lemons. "She called me...Menoumaru"

((image of what he looks like now is here : www.boomspeed.com/kikuyoshi/menoumaru.jpg))

Sharp eyes looked on in silence, waiting for the oportune moment, though his entire body grew tense as Knives touched Nisha's hair. Controlling his emotions, he sat completely still, knowing that one false move would kill them all.

[Mama Z]

Though her eyes could follow movement quite well, he was fast. By the time it registared that he had moved he was already behind her, playing with the strands of hair. She tensed and instantly spun around, taking a retreating step backwards to put at least some small amount of distance between the two. Eyes of silver followed his movements and the simple flick of the wrist, the two wings appearing out of no where. Those wings, she knew them. Flashes of her past came flooding to her eyes. Her mother, the orange butterfly which she constantly chased. Tears swelled in her eyes. Yet these were no where near normal. Instead of the soft color of crystal clear, they were red. A deep crimson color that easily stained the soft, pale skin.

But his words did not go unheard, she heard them as a clear as a bell and ever so loudly did they ring through her mind. Then he began to change and warp into something different. And she stood watching quietly. But as she stood watching with pure hate, her breathing became quicker, shallower. Hand clenched tightly into a fist, her finger nails digging into the shallow flesh and bringing blood to the surface.

'The name suits you all too well, my brother.' Though she hated to say those words, she would make it all to clear that they were related by blood and that nothing would ever change that. But saying these words had another purpose, they would make him hate it even more. Hate her. This time, Nisha didnt care. He would pay for whatever harm he did to the one being in the world that treated her like any other. Loved her like no one could. Rasied her, fed her, taught her.

More of the red tears fell.

Tonight, right now, he would pay.

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[Relairah]

Ainoko had been watching in silence, but his mind was now filled with hate. How could this creature be related to Nisha? It was something he dreaded to think about. He watched the red tears coming from her eyes and the blood droplets from her hands. He saw the anger in her face. He looked at her beautiful face now stained red with her tears. He then looked at Knives who was still holding the wings. A gasp escaped his lips. He looked at their beauty and wondered how Nisha truly felt. He turned to stand beside her. His eyes narrowed, glaring at the demon before him. His heart had grown ever more angry with the words of this creature. He looked at this new form and was slightly amazed.

Shirokiba was growing impatient, but he dare not speak for fear of ruining something. He stayed, hidden by the shadow of the tree he was under, waiting quietly for Irvine's signal or hint of anything at all.

[Kikuyoshi]

The click of a gun echoed violently just behind Menoumaru, the image of Irvine clearly stepping into view, his hair astray as the tie that held most of it back had come a bit loose. His pointer finger massaged the trigger of his weapon, a truely pissed off look etched out on his face. "You lying bastard" The explosion happened in an instant, however the gun wasn't aiming to hit Menoumaru...at least not yet. The gun set off in the direction of the pair of wings Menoumaru had been holding, the bullet piercing through them like paper...only to prove they had been nothing more than an illusion of smoke and light. The bullet, having done it's purpose, slapped into the side of a tree. "Stop with the stupid head games you arrogant ass"

Head jerked towards the sound of the gun rappidly, a snarl escaping his lips as his eyes flashed wildly, lost in a rage at being found out. Though it remained true that he was indeed related to Nisha...the simple fact was he couldn't touch their mother... "FOOL! I know exactly how to deal with you..." His arm flailed in an upward motion, sending out a stream of fire directly in Irvine's direction, searing the grass on the ground along the way. "As for you..." Whirling back around his hand jutted out in attempts to grab Nisha by the neck. "Just because that putrid woman of a mother isn't dead, doesn't mean i can't harm her." Wild eyes flared like fire themselves for a moment, his teeth gritted together tightly. " I should rather enjoy seeing the look on her face when i bring your severed head to show her. "

[Relairah]

Ainoko jumped back as a gasp of horror escaped him. His body, changing to wolven form, disappeared in the silvery light that engulfed him. As it faded, a growl escaped his lips. "Do you dare touch her?" He asked, looking slightly at Irvine knowing he could help Nisha better than anything he could match up to. "You would be a fool." He snapped.

Shirokiba howled anoyingly at the sounds of the voices inside the flame. He wanted to know, but he hadn't been called or motioned for or any of the sort. Certainly they would call him if a fight started. He saw the wings and heard the sound of the bullet still echoing through the air. His mind filled with wonder and anxiety. So it had all been something to set Nisha off? The thought raced through him. But, why? His entire body was lost, confused, and helpless. If only he could get inside the ring of fire. But, he had to wait.

[Mama Z]

Everything happened quickly. The last thing she remembered was the sound of the gun shot ringing through the once still air. Thats when something darker took over her, something that she didnt even know pumped through her viens. Before his hands could reach her throat, her own hand had shot up, reaching around and visciously gripping his. The once long graceful hands seemed different, darker in a way and her nails a bit longer, almost cat like. Wolven ears rested back against her head and eyes were closed tightly. Her entire frame was shaking from the wave of uncontrolled emotion and strength. 'You will pay for toying with my head.' She stated, the voice detatched. She opened her eyes. No longer were they grey, yet the same shade of red that matched her tears. The shocking move of color from around her pale skin making the red depths seem to go on forever. For pupil less they were and full of nothing but hate and anger.

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[Kikuyoshi]

A soft moan lifted up from behind the group, Irvine having dodged the blast of fire enough to only be hit in the shoulder. "[grrr]ing...shit" Wincing due to the pain caused from moving his arm, Irvine quickly pulled the trigger of his gun a total of three times, his aim a bit off due to his injury...though it didn't mean they missed their target. The first bullet met flesh when it reached Menoumaru's outstretched arm, causing the corrupted demon to withdraw back a step, the second and third bullets each biting him one in each shoulder. Cringing, Irvine's fingers cramped up, causing the weapon to fall from his fingertips.

Menoumaru winced only once before he felt Nisha's hand about his neck, the terror within him overpowering and in a sence...delicious. "This is it...go on...kill me." The grin on his face spread, his eyes flashing more and more wildly. "Let the blood of your sibling stain your fingertips forever...and know that you'll be commiting more than one murder tonight if you slaughter me.

[Mama Z]

The smell of gunsmoke and blood was heavy in the air by now, but the stentch didnt seem to bother her. A growl rumbled through her throat as she stood, her siblings throat within her hand. His very life within her hand. YEt his words didnt go unnoticed. Her gentle face remained passive for a moment. 'And what do you mean by that?' The question simple, it had better not be one of his lies again. Her blood was still boiling with the thought of her mother falling to his hands. She felt the cool breeze whip by, cooling the small layer of sweat that had formed on her body. It felt good yes, but she could not sit and enjoy it at all. Her hand gripped tighter, yet only slightly. Would he lie again even when she was now incontrol of the situation?

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