The Future of the Past [I)ragon11]

Viratious felt it... His body, being ripped apart. It was so painful.
"Auggh!" Viratious cried out. There was no one there to hear him... No one to help him.
"Gahh... Ughuh!" Viratious painfully got off the cold, rocky ground, and stood up. He looked around, and just as he had seen before, it was a wasteland.
At least it was where he was. Everywhere else was a mystery.
I am not staying here! It was a powerful thought, as while he was thinking it Viratious opened a dimensional portal. He stepped back, ready to run through it. He took the first step forward, jumped, and it disappeared.
"Wahh!" Viratious lept through air to make contact with rocks and the cold, hard ground.
"What the..." Viratious was in awe. His magic had never failed to work before.
Suddenly, a jetpack wearing robot appeared.
"Unauthorized use of magic, Level Seven, Sentace: Death, Alternate Sentance: Twenty-Four hours of Torture."
When the robot was finished, it threw a pill at Viratious. It hit him and broke open, releasing chains that wrapped around Viratious. They shocked him, which fully drained him of his power and knocked him out.
"Fugitive Captured..." The robot and Viratious disappeared.

The demon girl yawned again, letting out a little squeak as she did so. The fact that she was starting to get tiered made its way into her conscious thoughts... slowly but surely

She looked down at the ground far, far below and yawned again, letting out another little squeak. Gradually at first, and gradually faster, the blue-winged girl started to descend. Her wings spread and lifting higher to allow her to glide down easily. The landscape bellow was depressingly plain and barren. She didn’t like places like this very much. Normally she would keep flying until she spotted a more lush area, but she had already done that for most of the day, and hadn’t any luck. And as far as she could see in any direction, the scenery didn’t change. The half cat demon pouted her lip and folded her wings in, allowing her to free-fall. She still had a long way to go to get to the ground, plus, she liked the rush that free-falling gave her, and it always managed to cheer her up.

It wasn’t long before she reached ground, spreading her wings and landing gracefully on the hard, barren earth. There was a small withered tree before her, the largest sign of life she had been able to find. Akira folder her wings around her shoulders and neck, making them almost like a cape, and made her way over to the tree. She sat down cross-legged underneath it, leaning her back against its rough bark. Finding the tree extremely uncomfortable, the blue skinned girl stood up and materialized a large mist in the area around the tree, then formed it into soft, powdery snow. She grinned and plopped back down, landing on her butt hard and hitting her head and back painfully against the withered tree.

“Oooowww...” she complained, rubbing her head. Something had dispelled her snow?!

Her ears then peaked up at a strange humming sound. She sat up and looked around earnestly. She hadn’t seen anyone for the most part of a day, and she didn’t like being alone for such a long period. She soon found the source of the noise. It was a metal, shinny person with extremely odd features, such as big black round reflective eyes, a very skinny neck with tubs on either side, and, instead of legs, it had a large saucer like thing attached to its skinny waist. Akira oggled at the strange being. She had never seen anything like it before. She quickly hopped to her feet and started to wave to the biped, but then stopped as the thing started to speak.

"Unauthorized use of magic, Level Seven, Sentence: Death, Alternate Sentence: Twenty-four hours of Torture." Then, out of one of its barrel like arms, shot out a round capsule that landed at Akira’s feet. She bent down to look at the strange, shinny sphere, puzzled by the beings actions and words. He did not sound right to her, and she wasn’t quite sure what he meant. But she didn’t particularly like the words’ ‘torture’ and ‘death’. Suddenly the capsule snapped in two, a thin metal net shooting out from the middle of it that wrapped around the demon girl. Akira screamed out at the sudden attack, but was then cut short as she slumped to the ground, the chains had drained her stamina completely and putting her out like a light.

"Err... Blue..." Viratious let out a little snicker.
He had a cellmate, and that was all he was able to say after seeing her.
"SHUT UP!" She yelled at him... Viratious cowered in the corner.
"Sorry..." He said in an almost unintelligable voice.
"Better be..." She said as she sat down on the pure black bench.
Five minutes passed, and Viratious finally broke the silence.
"When do you think we're gonna die?"
"We won't die..."
"We will, didn't you hear that freaky robot?"
"Yes, but I'm takin' the torture."
"Or not..." Viratious snickered, stood up, placed his flat hands together.
"What?" The girl was shocked, as Viratious tried to shoot a bolt of lightning out of his head... It didn't work, instead, a blast of pure flame came out of his eyes and wrapped around the bars, melting them...
"The hell?..." Viratious was shocked, but the girl was already out of the prison. "WAIT FOR ME!" He yelled as he ran after her.

They ran for almost an hour, and finally got to the end of the seemingly endless hall, only to be confronted with three warriors holding scimitars and dressed in all black.
"YOU!" Viratious yelled.
"Us? Yes!" One said as he pounced on Viratious, holding the scimitar above his head.
The hooded man in black brought the scimitar down, missed Viratious's head, and combusted. He yelped, jumped off of Viratious, and ran down the hall yelling.
The girl was having her own problems, shooting ice at the other two, who were extremly agile. Viratious got up, shot a blast of flame at one of them, and the other confronted the girl.
Whooh! A knife went through the air straight at Viratious's head, he ducked, and it came back around like a boomerang.
"Crap..." Viratious whispered to himself.

OOC: I hope you like it... I don't think I did that good...

OoC: Just so you know, Akira won the least intelligent character award for a reason While she does know what death and torture are, she wouldn’t be able to choose between the two. She also speaks in… better English, “I’m gonna hurcha” would be “I am going to hurt you!”

BiC:

The cat demons ears twitched as the sound of a knife whipped through the air, headed strait for Viratious. She quickly threw her arm out at the knife wielder, instantly creating a blast of mist, snow, and ice that slammed into the man, throwing him away from his prey.

Almost immediately, the second guard took advantage of his opponent’s distraction and jumped into the air, spinning his body around into a powerful roundhouse to the demons back. Akira cried out in pain and stumbled forward as Viratious shot a blast of fire from the palm of his hand, striking the attacker in the chest and pushing him back a ways. The man yelled in agony as the fire burned away at his clothes and flesh.

Now there was only one left. The assailant with frost covering his clothes jumped back into action, swinging his scimitar wildly. Akira, who was crouched down on the floor and still in quite a bit of pain, letting out a squeak of panic and quickly crawled out of the way of the attacker. Viratious turned around and promptly shot off anther blast of fire, but this time the darkly garbed man was able to avoid, blocking part of the blow with his sword and sidestepping to the right. He then quickly pulled a few knives from his leg pouch and flung them at the blond haired man. Akira’s ears perked up once more and the knives shattered into a fine mist before even making it half way to their target.

“Thanks.” the mage said, flashing the blue girl a smile before blasting an even bigger torrent of flames at the assailant. With nowhere to dodge to, he was thrown back several yards, screaming from the pain the flames scorching his body. Akira winced at the sound and the fire, curling up into a ball on the floor, covering her ears on the top of her head and wrapping her wings around herself. She didn’t like fire and couldn’t stand the screams of agony that filled the corridor.

OOC: Sorry, I didn't know! I'll try to make her an idiot now! [/sarcasm]

Bic:
Another man came. Viratious, once again, shot a torrent of flame at him. The man screamed in pain, but it was nothing compared to the scream the blue girl let out.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" The sound pierced Viratious. It was unbearable... Soon he covered the girl's mouth and threw her through the door. Viratious ran through it and past her.
He looked back, she was still on the ground. She kept trying to get up, but her hands kept flinching. Something had damaged them.
Viratious ran back to the girl, grabbed her, and dragged her toward the next, and final, door.

After a few hours of dragging the girl, she finally commanded him to stop. Viratious did so.
He sat on the pale-white sands of the desert, waiting for the girl to say something. The things that happened back in the prison, a person just couldn't leave another after the short period they had been allies.
"You okay?" Viratious broke the silence.

"My hands arn't, but, other then that, yes." The girl winced when she mention her hands.

"Come on, let's go." Viratious grabbed the girl around the stomach, and was barly able to put her down on her feet.
Viratious and the girl started walking. After a while, they came to a river.
Viratious went to get some water as the girl sat down. He looked into the river, and saw something silver. No, many silver things, all glinting in the light.
He reached down and picked one up.
It was the head of the robot that had imprisoned them.

Akira’s hands hurt, and she wasn’t sure why. They had been walking for a long time and had finally come to rest near a stream. The demon girl flopped down into the ground and pouted at her hands. The only thing she could think of was that the fire had managed to burn her a little.

She watched with little interest as the man she was with walked over to the river and picked something shinny metal out of the water. Her eyes staid on the object for a second, unconsciously admiring the gleam, and she recognized the object of being the head of the strange metallic being she had encountered before. Uninterested, she turned her attention back to her hands. She slowly formed a mist in the air above them and solidified it into glowing, enchanted water. She winced as the water touched her hands, but then sighed in relief as the pain started to diminish and the burns slowly healed over.

She looked back up at the man holding the metal object. He didn’t seem to be doing much, most likely trying to decide what to do next.

The blue skinned girl adjusted into a more comfortable sitting position on the floor and looked around at the somewhat plain landscape. “...What are we going to do now?” she asked

"I... I..." staring into the metal object he held in his hands, Viratious seemed almost mezmerized, "don't know...".
Viratious stared into the blank eyes of the steely, grey item he held in his hands. They seemed to be longing for life.
The river emitted a steam-like substance. Viratious sighed, inhaled, and then exhaled quickly.
He fell down, gasping for air. He yelled, and heard a pierce scream before seemingly going unconcious.

The body of Viratious stood up. It looked around with beady, red eyes and a steely glance. It's eyes laid rest upon the girl, the body hissed, laughed, and the combusted.
Setting fire to it's surrounding, the body leaped like a demon at the girl. The body landed one punch on the girl before rolling on the ground and setting the forest ablaze.
The girl stood up and glared at Viratious's body. It got up, and glared back at her.

A pierce scream from an unknown source, and a fight had begun.

OoC: This is supposed to be a battle, right? Have fun!!