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[deepwallow]

The boy walks without a word, staring straight ahead with an expressionless face, though his eyes spoke murder for whoever looked at them. Calling him a monster seemed too weak a word. A devil would be more fitting.

[CrimsonMoon]

The whole army moves as a pack of steel wolves, ripping through the heart of essitir... Toward the capital . The young queen stays near him, not speaking but seemig to listen to the wind

(*nudge nudge wink wink* vires and kids anyone?)

[deepwallow]

Hmmmm.... They intercept the army or something?))

The boy filed along with them silently, brooding and glaring, but silent. Unbeknownst to the army, a pair of keen green eyes watched them from a shadow in the trees

[CrimsonMoon]

(Yesh!)

Fae raises her eyes to the canopy above, the helm seeming to pulse for a moment before she slowly begins to draw her sword.

Nearby, grey eyes followed the boy... Silent

[deepwallow]

SUddenly a large wave of flames crashes into the army, arced like a sword swing. The flames ingrates many of the soldiers as a figure appears from overhead. it's a girl wearing a mis-match of steel armor and leather, swinging a giant claymore. A giant FLAMING claymore. As she swung the flames would lick out and spread on whomever they touched, soon making a circle of death around her. The boy blinked with surprise but started to struggle against his bonds. This could be his chance!

[CrimsonMoon]

The grey eyes blink once and disappear in shadow again, starlight seeming to glimmer off them briefly...

The Queen leaps over the blade gracefully and slams her knee intothe girl's temple

[deepwallow]

The girl stumbles slightly but her green eyes connect with the Queens before her massive blade slams into the other girl's chest, sending her flying into the red-eyed boy

[CrimsonMoon]

The Queen narrowly avoids crashing into him but clutches her bleeding chest, the helm seeming to glower at the girl... Though she didnt seem to be in pain...

[deepwallow]

The boy frowns and, using this given opportunity, suddenly grabs at the queen's helm, trying to wrest it off while the strange girl kept fighting

(Hey, on a side note, do you play LoL? [League of Legends])

[CrimsonMoon]

A young man suddenly seems to appear from no where, holding a large bow, he raises one arrow to the sky... And fires into the trees... Time suddenly stops... But the archer, the red eyed boy, the queen and the strange girl seemed free of the spell.

The queen grabs his wrists, trying to keep him from rippin it off... No... The helm was controling her hands, not letting her staunch her own bleeding..

[deepwallow]

The red-eyed boy continues to fight her and eventually tears off the helm as the strange girl continues her onslaught for a little before walking over, regarding the two curiously. "Well well, what have we here?"

[CrimsonMoon]

The Archer weaves around the still soldiers and leans against an ancient tree trunk, staring at the red-eye and the queen.

Fae cried out in agony when the helm is ripped free and almost immediately seems to go into shock, her body relaxing but her bleeding increasing

[deepwallow]

The red-eyed boy tosses the helm away but holds the queen. The strange girl watches before glancing at her brother. She goes to one of the dead soldiers and tears off strips of cloth before handing them to the boy.

The boy frowned but took them, wrapping them around the queen's wounds. "Who are you?" He asked the two strangers. The girl tilted her head slightly in thought before answering. "You can call me Nikita."

[CrimsonMoon]

Fae trembled visibly in his arms, her eyes half Closed as she breathed shakily in and out... It was like she couldnt function without the helm...

The young man walks around the frozen soldiers, unemotional as he looks overthe grey eyes,"... Casshern." He replies bluntly, glancing around," Where's dad? He was just with us..."

[deepwallow]

A roar in the distance comes in answer as a burst of fire consumed many of the frozen soldiers before Vires landed next to his children. His eyes were reptilian slits and he had wings and claws. "Right here, Casshern." Vires answered with an amused chuckle before looking at the strange boy and Fae. "wait…. Isn't that…." Vires mused, narrowing his eyes at the Queen.

The red-eyed boy held the Queen a little more closely, his frown remaining at the three strangers. Vires regarded them silently before chuckling. "Ah well. They seem to be the only normal ones of the group. And maybe they has some answers about this army. I'll meet you two back at the house." Vires said, stepping forward and picking up the boy who kept hold of Fae before zooming off into the distance for Ink's treehouse.

Nikita raised an eyebrow at Vires' receding figure before glancing at Casshern and slowly grinning. "Race you!" She said before suddenly dashing off

[CrimsonMoon]

He rolls his eyes before vaulting after his sister, a tiny smile brightening his masked gaze

Fae stirred the faintest, her hand weakly clutching the red eyed boy's shirt. Her trembling growing worse and worse the farther she was taken from her helm... She finally went limp, the blood from her chest merely flowing freely and whetting the boy's hands as if the farther she was taken from the helm, the worse she grew... She didnt even seem to be breathing.

The treehouse stood as strong as it had the day it was built, the altar glowing faintly in the clearing. It was clear the Hirricuine and Ink's spirits watched over the sacred ground... Her presense was constantly there to watch the growth of her lovely children she hadnt lived to see.... But never had she allowed them to see her, especially Vires... It would only cause him more pain..

[deepwallow]

The red-eyed boy notices the difference in Fae and frowns. He shifts in Vires' arms as they land and makes Vires hold her. "Fix her." He says simply and quietly before dashing back off into the woods. Something about that helm was affecting her. She had seemed fine last night when it was near her. She just couldn't wear it.

Vires watched him go with a raised eyebrow as Nikita burst into view and stopped near Vires. "Casshern here?" She asked, searching around for her brother.

[CrimsonMoon]

Casshern blinks down at the from the tree house," I have been," he assures them with a tiny smirk at his sister

Fae feld completely limp in his arms... Almost like... Almost like... Ink....

[deepwallow]

Vires looked down at her and his face softened at the sight as Nikita snarled up at Casshern, but a rueful smile grew on her face. "Balls. I feel like I should cut down every tree in the forest just to force you to run on ground." She teased, walking over to the altar and sitting down on it.

The boy soon returned, panting heavily, with the dented helm in his hands. Vires had taken Fae into the tree house and patched her up, and now Vires helped the red-eyed boy up too. The boy approached Fae with the helm after nodding to Vires. He put the helm near her before retreating to a corner, slumping down and eying Fae guardedly

[CrimsonMoon]

As soon as the helm comes within a few yards of her, her gaze snaps open and she begins to tremble violently, a blood tear running down her cheek as she began to gasp

Casshern just chuckles and kneels nect to the young queen, pressing his fingers against her pulsepoint, his gaze blank, he says," She's dead..."