Post by Tommy Sirius on Feb 14, 2010 12:10:33 GMT -5
Dead, he knew he should be dead. The blade sunk so deep into his stomach and the blood has poured out at such a violent rush..he should be dead. Though here he finds himself, standing face to face with DK with a smile; pressing his hand against the four puncture wounds at his stomach to try and slow the bleeding.
But their eyes locked, each man breathing heavily as well as bleeding the same.
"Die..now!" DK roared out lunging forward again.
Though this time Sirius's hand takes him by the throat. Normally DK would have tosse him off, or grabs him by the throat as well. But this time all DK could do is gasp as it seemed as though every ounce of his strength was being drained from him. His eyes wide in terror.
But he wasn't the only one who had this look, Sirius also looked at his hand in utter surprise as a light began to beam out from their connection. A bright white, brilliant light.
"The time has come..." a voice whispered, though gentle it echoed throughout the ring area of the arena.
DKs eyes ran side to side as he tried to find the source of the voice, but his eyes quickly darted back to Sirius; his look of horror doubling.
"...repent..my brother." came the voice again.
DK tried to roar out, but the grip on his throat was inhuman.
"Peace awaits brother, let me break your shackles to the dark lord." the voice echoed out again.
Every bit of strength, power...or even dark will had been drained of him. He was just as effective to fight as a stringless marianet. His knees buckled and Sirius lowered his arm to let him dropp gently to he floor below him.
"Peace my brother." the voice whispered out again.
Sirius stumbled back a couple steps, nearly doubling over as if the pain from the fight finnaly hit him. And what happened next...was incredible.
Sirius split.
Another figure, who had a stricking resemblence of Sirius, seemed to just step out of him. Taking a look at the fallen DK he smiled, nodded and turned to Sirius. Reaching out he took hold of Sirius, one hand on his stomach and another on his head.
"Release your demons Sirius, allow me in one more time." the voice whispered out, but the lips on the other man never parted.
All Sirius could do was look at the angelic man in his eyes, and just nod.
As soon as he did the light around his hands exploded out in brilliance, engulfing Sirius. His head arched back as he scream silent calls of anguish, his knees too barely buckling beneath him. And as his bac narly reached a degree of bending that it should have broke, a horrid scream escaped his body as a dark cloud erupted from his mouth.
The cloud went over head and swirled about before finnaly escaping out through the arena roof.
Dreamkiller could only watch in horror as the wounds, and great wounds he created about the body of Sirius began to heal. The brilliant aura that was surrounding the body of Sirius began to radiate around the cuts and gashes about his body.
The flap of skin hanging from his forhead, rising back up into the sick crater it formally resided in. And after just a couple seconds, you couldn't even tell he had been touched; not even a bruise. The large gashes at his stomach closed up, the light pouring out of the cuts; healing from the inside..all the way out to he damaged flesh. Sirius was whole again, and healthy.
Eli took his hands from Sirius, who stumbled off feeling surpisingly good. Plopping down in a nearby chair, he sat to rest.
"Manueal...brother...so much pain...so much agony you've cause." Eli spoke, walking his way towards the fallen Dreamkiller.
"Leave it all, break the binds to the dark lord." Eli spoke again, nealing down beside DK.
Reaching forward, Eli cradled DKs head in his hands; placing his thumbs over his eyes.
"Find the light again." Eli sofly spoke, tilting his head up to the heavens.
That brilliant light erupted from the body of Eli again, surrounding the body of Dreamkiller who instantly began to writh in what looked to be horrific pain. His body jumping and contorting.
Sirius stood, his eyes scanning over the scene in awe.
This skin on Dreamkiller face and body...was healing. Where scars and boiled skin once layed, it now morphed into a brilliantly beautifull skin. Those deep red eyes, now seemed to morph into silver eye with golden bursts of color. His once bald and burnt head was now growing a bright length of blonde hair, near gold strands.
Sirius took another step forward, his mouth open in awe.
DK through his hands into the air, the razors gleamig in the radiance. But they began to tremble, violently. The exposed bone began to dissapear beneath pale skin as the boils and burns began to melt away. But the razors, no longer shined. Rust quickly engulfed the razors as they shook lose of DKs skin, then finnaly falling to the floor beside him.
DKs eyes closed, as he body relaxed in what looked to be sleep. With a smile Eli nealt down, pressing his lips against the now smooth skin on DKs forehead.
"Manueal, you are forgiven. Atone yourself, and your wings shall once again return." Eli said, letting go of DK and standing.
But Sirius no longer looked upon the brilliance of Eli and now Manueal. Instead his eyes locked upon the razors beside him.
Ascension
Was the only word the echoed through his mind.
Ascension!
It nearly roared from his lips as he lunged forward, diving to his stomach and slidin up beside the angelic brothers; Eli and Manueal. With on hand he scoops up a razor that had flaked from the former Dreamkiller.
"NOOO!!" roared out through the arena, with such force it shook; nearly to it's foundations. A look of horror on Eli's face.
Sirius slamed the flat side of the razor to his fingers, it instantly latching it's self to his skin. The pain was incredible as it radiated from his hand, three more razors flew from the ground and latched themselves to Sirius's fingers. The rust from the blades now seemed to pour from them and over the fingers, hand and forearm of Sirius. His skin bubbled as a putride stentch ran from him. Screaming out, Sirius could only hold it out infront of him.
"You ignorant, power hungry fool...do you know what you've done!?" Eli roared out, the silver in his eyes now glowing bright gold.
Reaching down, Eli scooped up his brother Manueals...who was still unconcious from his release of the Dark Lord. And with a disgusted snarl toward Sirius, the light shot from his body to the remain four razors on the groud; and desinigrated them.
"I hope you live happily with your curse!" Eli roared out, before dissapearing with Manueal.
But Sirius...
...felt no regret...
...felt no more pain...
...all he felt, was power.
And as he smiled, laying back on the ground... all he could think was...
ASCENSION!
But their eyes locked, each man breathing heavily as well as bleeding the same.
"Die..now!" DK roared out lunging forward again.
Though this time Sirius's hand takes him by the throat. Normally DK would have tosse him off, or grabs him by the throat as well. But this time all DK could do is gasp as it seemed as though every ounce of his strength was being drained from him. His eyes wide in terror.
But he wasn't the only one who had this look, Sirius also looked at his hand in utter surprise as a light began to beam out from their connection. A bright white, brilliant light.
"The time has come..." a voice whispered, though gentle it echoed throughout the ring area of the arena.
DKs eyes ran side to side as he tried to find the source of the voice, but his eyes quickly darted back to Sirius; his look of horror doubling.
"...repent..my brother." came the voice again.
DK tried to roar out, but the grip on his throat was inhuman.
"Peace awaits brother, let me break your shackles to the dark lord." the voice echoed out again.
Every bit of strength, power...or even dark will had been drained of him. He was just as effective to fight as a stringless marianet. His knees buckled and Sirius lowered his arm to let him dropp gently to he floor below him.
"Peace my brother." the voice whispered out again.
Sirius stumbled back a couple steps, nearly doubling over as if the pain from the fight finnaly hit him. And what happened next...was incredible.
Sirius split.
Another figure, who had a stricking resemblence of Sirius, seemed to just step out of him. Taking a look at the fallen DK he smiled, nodded and turned to Sirius. Reaching out he took hold of Sirius, one hand on his stomach and another on his head.
"Release your demons Sirius, allow me in one more time." the voice whispered out, but the lips on the other man never parted.
All Sirius could do was look at the angelic man in his eyes, and just nod.
As soon as he did the light around his hands exploded out in brilliance, engulfing Sirius. His head arched back as he scream silent calls of anguish, his knees too barely buckling beneath him. And as his bac narly reached a degree of bending that it should have broke, a horrid scream escaped his body as a dark cloud erupted from his mouth.
The cloud went over head and swirled about before finnaly escaping out through the arena roof.
Dreamkiller could only watch in horror as the wounds, and great wounds he created about the body of Sirius began to heal. The brilliant aura that was surrounding the body of Sirius began to radiate around the cuts and gashes about his body.
The flap of skin hanging from his forhead, rising back up into the sick crater it formally resided in. And after just a couple seconds, you couldn't even tell he had been touched; not even a bruise. The large gashes at his stomach closed up, the light pouring out of the cuts; healing from the inside..all the way out to he damaged flesh. Sirius was whole again, and healthy.
Eli took his hands from Sirius, who stumbled off feeling surpisingly good. Plopping down in a nearby chair, he sat to rest.
"Manueal...brother...so much pain...so much agony you've cause." Eli spoke, walking his way towards the fallen Dreamkiller.
"Leave it all, break the binds to the dark lord." Eli spoke again, nealing down beside DK.
Reaching forward, Eli cradled DKs head in his hands; placing his thumbs over his eyes.
"Find the light again." Eli sofly spoke, tilting his head up to the heavens.
That brilliant light erupted from the body of Eli again, surrounding the body of Dreamkiller who instantly began to writh in what looked to be horrific pain. His body jumping and contorting.
Sirius stood, his eyes scanning over the scene in awe.
This skin on Dreamkiller face and body...was healing. Where scars and boiled skin once layed, it now morphed into a brilliantly beautifull skin. Those deep red eyes, now seemed to morph into silver eye with golden bursts of color. His once bald and burnt head was now growing a bright length of blonde hair, near gold strands.
Sirius took another step forward, his mouth open in awe.
DK through his hands into the air, the razors gleamig in the radiance. But they began to tremble, violently. The exposed bone began to dissapear beneath pale skin as the boils and burns began to melt away. But the razors, no longer shined. Rust quickly engulfed the razors as they shook lose of DKs skin, then finnaly falling to the floor beside him.
DKs eyes closed, as he body relaxed in what looked to be sleep. With a smile Eli nealt down, pressing his lips against the now smooth skin on DKs forehead.
"Manueal, you are forgiven. Atone yourself, and your wings shall once again return." Eli said, letting go of DK and standing.
But Sirius no longer looked upon the brilliance of Eli and now Manueal. Instead his eyes locked upon the razors beside him.
Ascension
Was the only word the echoed through his mind.
Ascension!
It nearly roared from his lips as he lunged forward, diving to his stomach and slidin up beside the angelic brothers; Eli and Manueal. With on hand he scoops up a razor that had flaked from the former Dreamkiller.
"NOOO!!" roared out through the arena, with such force it shook; nearly to it's foundations. A look of horror on Eli's face.
Sirius slamed the flat side of the razor to his fingers, it instantly latching it's self to his skin. The pain was incredible as it radiated from his hand, three more razors flew from the ground and latched themselves to Sirius's fingers. The rust from the blades now seemed to pour from them and over the fingers, hand and forearm of Sirius. His skin bubbled as a putride stentch ran from him. Screaming out, Sirius could only hold it out infront of him.
"You ignorant, power hungry fool...do you know what you've done!?" Eli roared out, the silver in his eyes now glowing bright gold.
Reaching down, Eli scooped up his brother Manueals...who was still unconcious from his release of the Dark Lord. And with a disgusted snarl toward Sirius, the light shot from his body to the remain four razors on the groud; and desinigrated them.
"I hope you live happily with your curse!" Eli roared out, before dissapearing with Manueal.
But Sirius...
...felt no regret...
...felt no more pain...
...all he felt, was power.
And as he smiled, laying back on the ground... all he could think was...
ASCENSION!