Revenge of the Fallen Hero (anyone!)

[Matty0828]

OoC: Okay, so this is my first go at making a thread here so please bear with me! You don't have to ask permission to join this thread, so yeah. Here goes:

BiC: As he turned his back on the destruction he had caused, a chilling smile crept across Demyx's scarred face. He had long waited for this moment, and now that it had finally happened, he felt great pleasure. He sheathed his blade and laughed out loud. Soon he would have his revenge.

One of the iron-clad members Dark Alliance, who had somehow survived the attack on his base, stopped him in his tracks. The assasin produced a number of small, shuriken-like objects and threw them all at Demyx. The objects all stopped within a centimetre of Demyx's body. He narrowed his eyes and the objects flew through the air, back towards the guard, killing him swiftly and easily. Demyx scowled. He was itching for a fight, but these guards provided very little of a challenge. As his anger grew further, the flames behind him grew brighter and larger. He walked out of the city and twitched the fingers on his right hand in a peculiar way. The whole town was instantly ablaze, and he laughed again. He was headed for the next DA base, in the town of Sarized. The head of the DA, Mortor, his old mentor, was supposed to be going there to check on their progress. Then, he was headed for the Temple of Light, in Gaisur, where the strongest warriors that the side of good had to offer were to gather for their yearly summit. It would be easy to take them all out in one attack. Then he would be unopposed.

He would destroy anyone who stood in his way, good or evil. However, he knew that nobody was that foolish. Nobody would dare stand in his way now. He would have his revenge.

OoC: Hope that's okay for a first try. If not, tell me and I'll make it better!

[avyuir]

OoC: Not bad for a first-timer. I know i was bad when i made my first thread lol. Anyways, I'm going to use Ryoko. Also, it might be a good thing to provide a link to your characters post so I can learn who/what he is!! =-)

BiC: Ryoko had been running or a long time. Almost to long to count. The past town had still been somewhat ablaze when she first saw it. Though, most of the town wa already destroyed. I thought only Dark Elves destroyed things with fire. This made Ryoko laugh. Her Dark Elven blood loved the sight of people suffering and towns burning, even though she knew it was wrong. She had learned to control her urges to destroy, and learned to use them posistivly, like in a battle.

She continued on running. She knew she was headed in the right direction, for every town she saw had started out destroyed and layed in ruins, and as she headed this way, each town looked a little less like it had been destroyed long ago. And this town was still smoldering. She knew whatever was doing this, she would find it soon enough.

She picked up the pace once again. Her dragon she had left with the people of Aden. She was headed to her home, and she didn't want to bring biccone. Her people would use Biccone to their advantage by destroying everything with him, and Ryoko was training him to not do that. Little did she know, she would soon be on a man hunt.

Ryoko knew the next town was quiet far off. She would be running till she grew tired and then would rest for a while, and then pick up the pace once more. she knew nothing of this man/thing or what it could do. And she knew she was being foolish, chasing down someone whom she didn't even know. Yet she still knew it was the right thing for her to do. What if he set his sights on her home town, she could not let that happen, even if she did not like her own people for their ways, they were family to her. And she could not let them be slain in cold blood.

OoC: Lets get this thing started!!

[Matty0828]

OoC: Sorry this was a bit late but I've been away for a week! I'll put a link to my character in my sig soon, but it should be in the Characters area somewhere unless it's too old and has been deleted!

BiC: Demyx hated the smell of the ocean. Ever since he had been taken to the island of Gedreg, where the Dark Academy was situated, all those years ago, the smell had stirred up memories and feelings that he never wanted to relive. Even thinking about it now made him feel sadness which festered within him until it became a more familiar emotion: hate.

As the feelings within him became stronger, the water below the bridge on which he stood began to ripple. The more the feelings stirred within him, the more violently the water moved, parting until there was a large, gaping hole in the water, as though an invisible wedge had been driven into the ground at that spot. The water was at his command now, and as he walked off the bridge which connected the mainland with the island of Jorgus, where he would stow away on Mortor's private cruise ship to his next destination, he used it to destroy the bridge behind him. He didn't need anyone trying to stop him. He laughed. Having the ability to turn emotions into physical powers was an incredibly useful power, even if it wasn't the easiest of his powers to use.

[Matty0828]

OoC: I wrote the last post a bit too quickly I think... I was at school and I had to be careful!

BiC: As Demyx entered the island village, he came across a sign:

TOWN CENTRE, SUPPLIES, INN ->

<- TRAINING GROUNDS, PRISON, DOCKS

Demyx decided not to worry about going into town. He didn't need to draw any unneeded attention to himself now that he was so close to his next destination. He decided instead to head straight for the docks, where he would board the ship that would take him straight to his next destination. Everything was falling into place, after so long.

He was jolted out of his thoughts by fanfare a few metres away. A large parade was advancing in his direction, and riding towards him in the centre of the crowd, in a regal-looking horse and cart, was Mortor. Demyx froze and tried to get his feet to work again, but it was too late. Mortor had laid his bug-eyes upon him, and a look of horror crossed his face, followed by a look of something which seemed to be pleasure but bordered on madness. Demyx managed to move his hand and sent a piece of rubble from the side of the road into the horses, sending the cart sprawling. He instantly threw a fireball down at the ground beneath him, which exploded in a smoking ball, ensuring nobody saw his getway. He ran towards the docks instantly, staying as hidden as he could. He had to move faster now. Mortor had arrived much earlier than he had anticipated! He silently cursed Mortor and made sure to remember to make his death even more painful than he had already planned...

...When Mortor recovered and the way before him was clear, he looked to the spot where he was sure that he had seen his old apprentice. There was nothing there but a charred, broken sign. He gave a loud, anguished cry. Demyx had eluded capture again! He cursed loudly and made sure to remember to make his death even more painful than he had already planned...

OoC: There. That's better.