A Blizzard of Truths

OOC: No joining unless your Kanraku Tenma! Or is it Temna, meh... YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE... *passes out plate of cookies*

Bic:
Two black, beady eyes stared straight through the hooded man into his soul.
"I am sorry master, I did not find the next. He was not in the area we thought he was."
"Useless!" The black eyes shot up, while the person's body still lay in the shadows. "I ordered you to find him and bring him to me!"
"But sir, we couldn-" The man's black eye sparkled, and the hooded servent dropped dead to the ground.
"Useless mortals." The man said as he sat back on his crystal throne.
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"Come on Vis!" Yelled a boy in all white.
"Ya Vis, come on! Just try it!" A girl cried out.
"Fine, fine, I'll try this one." Viratious stepped into the dressing room and changed his clothes.
The wooden doors swung open, and there was a new Viratious.
"Aweomse Vis!" "Cool!" Were the cries that rang out from the group, Viratious even though he heard a whistle from one of the girls.
"You really think it's good?" Viratious was scared, he had never looked this way before.
Viratious had on a black tang-top and vest, with black pants and white shoes, along with a pair of white gloves.
"It's great! Now if only you would let us dye your hair." One of the older boys joked.
"Only if you die your's pure pink!" Viratious shot back, and the conversation went on like that, with jokes shot back and forth from one member of the group to another.
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Celciar was confused; what had just happened? The last thing he remembered was being in a graveyard, and then, it all went black. Nothing made sense, where was he now, why was he here?
He knew one thing, he was in his frost beast form, on an island full of snow and ice.
Celciar got up, and looked around. There were small ripples in the air around him, but he thought nothing of it. He stepped forward, and out of the ripples came three men dressed in black robes carrying long, sharp swords.
Celciar created three small blizzards surrounding the men, but it had no effect on them. They stepped right out of the blizzards, one raised his sword, swung it down and hit Celciar with his sword.
Not... Aga.... Again....

OoC: Sorry I took so long.

BiC:I had been walking through the snow for days in search of a powerful artifact. I had been reading as many books about greek mythology and discovered a chapter about an mysterious type of metal that could wound the gods themselves. The metal is supposed to be found in a mine deep underground in this tundra.

I had been following several men in robes that resembled the darkest shadow, hoping they would know the mine's location. My breath turned to steam as I breathed quietly, making sure I did not make a sound as I snuck up on one of the men while they slept in their camp.

My katana gleamed in the moonlight, almost happy that it would soon be tasting blood. I raised my blade into the air and brought it down on the man's neck, killing him quickly and painlessly without so much as a whimper of pain.

I don't normally kill intellegent creatures without reason, but I had seen what this man had done in the last town. What I did was simply revenge for him killing that familiy without reason, the evil grin on his face as he raised his sword to murder a small child haunted my uneasy sleep among enemies.

I woke up to the sound of metal clashing against metal. I jumped into the air and saw three of the men I had been following attacking something. I could not see the thing that was being attacked, but I knew it was not anything that deserved to die. I raised my katana at one of the men's back and began charging up a blast of Shadow Energy.

"Back away from that creature if you value your lives," I said as I pulled my hood down over my head so that my face would not be revealed.

I was sure a battle would come soon but I was prepared, rested, and most of all, deadly.

OoC: There you go.

"Back away from that creature if you value your lives."
That was all Celciar heard before the men stopped stabbing him. He got up, to see that instead of being in the frost beast form he was in, he was in the combusting form. Celciar could deduct at least one thing from that fact: The men's swords were resistant to heat, and possibly cold, also.
Celcair took a step towards the man that was not stabbing him at all.
"Are you one of them?"
"No." The man's deep voice seemed to shock the other hooded people.
"Then who are you?" Celciar asked. At this point one of the men that had been stabbing Celciar got up and started charging at him.
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The happy conversation did not last long. After thirty seconds, a blast of smoke tore the wall down.
"There you are..." A strange man wearing a black hooded robe stood there before the rubble. His hood was down, and he was staring straight at Viratious with a bloodthirsty look.
"Get 'em!" He cried out, and all of a sudden twenty people in black robes jumped out at him, although Viratious took care of this quickly.
He formed a circular electric barrier around himself, which blasted the people who actually touched it with over three million volts of electricity. To take care of the others, Viratious sent out bolts of electrictiy through his barrier to hit all of the others. They all hit, except one. The one dodged, waved his hand, and a thousand shadow needles came flying through the roof and into the barrier.
Viratious's barrier of electricity shrunk until he was forced to destroy it.
"This is fun." The hooded man said.

IC: The hooded men turned toward me and swung their blades at my neck. I raised my arm and took the weight of their blades on my chain mail. I released a small blast of Shadow Energy at the nearest man's face, melting the flesh off of his bones and sending him crashing to the ground. I stabbed the next man deep in the chest and kicked him off of my weapon, getting my foot covered in blood in the process. I turned toward the last few men and spoke to them in a booming voice.

"You have seen my power and now you must make a choice, do you run and live or do you stay and die before me? You have only seen a mere fraction of my power," I said to the trembling men sitting on the ground before me.

I began charging a large blast of shadow and pointed it at them. "If I were you, I would run," I said.

I turned toward the large creature that the men were attacking and removed my hood from my face.

"To answer your previous question, my name is Keldar," I said as the shadow blast melted back into my body.

OOC: Sorry, it turns out it's actuall the size of a small volcano that Celciar is when in beast form... Meh, I thought it was bigger.

BIC: Celciar looked around, and saw three things.
First: He was in his lava best form. Second: Blood. Third: Bodies.
"Keldar... I've heard that name before..." Celciar was confused, where had he heard the name Keldar before?
Celciar suddenly remembered something.
"Virato told me about y- Guhh!" Celciar fell to the ground, while rapidly shrinking.
"Gahh..." He was at Keldar's feet now, a child in size, and on fire.
"Virato said you were..." Celciar coughed. "Unholy..."
"Who is Virato?" Keldar asked in a booming voice.
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"DIE!" Viratious yelled as he shot a beam straight at the man. He dodged, and sent a shadow needle at Viratious.
It pierced his body, mind, and soul. He fell down, everything was disappearing. The laugh of the man still rang in his ears, until he could hear no more.
He could see no more, smell no more, hear no more, feel no more, taste no more.
"Finally! He's awake!" Viratious could see and hear again! He woke up, strapped to a cold metal table, people in white robes were looking at him. Viratious looked around, there were graphs of his energy level, his spirit power, his mental health, his heart rate.
"Where... Am I?"