~+Tales of FFF+~The Role Play

Hearing Zeria calling her name, Shenorai ceased her search on the deck and headed back to the hall, half running and half stumbling. At least she had the staff with her, otherwise she would've fallen on her face a few times instead of catching herself.

Once she caught up to Zeria, a clash of horror, relief, and irritation swept upon her. As good as it was to see that Zeria didn't get hurt, the bloodied mess she picked up was rather gruesome. As for irritation...

"Arthvader! Instead of standing there asking stupid questions, you should be HELPING!" she yelled at the moron.

Shen went over and pulled an arm over her shoulder, sharing the burden that Zeria was carrying. One hand held onto his wrist. The other was clinging to the staff.

"We need to get him to sick bay," Shen said as she glanced over to Zeria. "Just in case. And Arth, go make yourself useful and take care of the corpses on the deck."
 
Zeria nodded and helped lift FFGuy.

"You heard Shen, Arthvader. Go take care of it. We'll handle FFGuy"

She sighed and frowned, sadness filling her eyes once more.

"I just hope I wasn't too late to help him...I can't let another death be my fault........now let's go..."
 
Arthvader "Hold on a moment."

Arthvader called out his phoenix to his current location.

Arthvader "Phonenix, I need you to stay with Shen and Zeria and heal FFGuy. Go now. I'll see you soon."

Leaving his Phoenix beehind to heal FFGuy, Arthvader headed towards where the corpses were. Upon arriving, he saw what seem to be a massacre.

'What in the world has happened here!? well, I might as well start cleaning up here.'
 
Shenorai dragged her feet as she walked down the empty hall, carrying the bloodied body she was sharing with Zeria. Although the bird that Arthvader left with them seemed to be regenerating FFGuy's wounds, there was still a distinct trail of blood behind them. Seems that the crew didn't wish to be out on the deck, lest they risk being slaughtered by whatever was on the deck. Being one of the closer people to the scarlet-haired beauty, Shen gave a sigh to her comment.

"...he would not want you to think that way, Zeria," Shenorai softly spoke. Her violet eyes, albeit filled with sorrow for her lost friend, looked over to the warrior. "He sacrificed himself to keep us alive. Most importantly, to keep you alive. Don't let Julius' endeavors turn into self-loathing. He knew what he was doing..."

The bounty hunter's voice faded into silence. The two girls turned the corner and continued dragging FFGuy along until they reached the sick bay. Already, a nurse saw his condition and led them to the nearest bed to be place their ally upon. Shenorai stepped away, leaning on the staff as the nurse and the nearest doctor checked his condition.

..shouldn't we be going back to Lucius? Leondra asked in her host's ear. He's probably worried for you.
Shenorai gave a sigh. ...I'll head back when Zeria does.
 
Zeria merely gazed at Shenorai's comment, then closed her eyes. Her voice was strained as she forced the words out of her mouth.

"His death was indeed my fault, sister...if only I'd stayed by his side. But no, I allowed my weaknesses to be tapped into and I was tricked into betraying him. Then, I allowed jealousy to overcome me...and I was blinded to a point where I couldn't save him..."

She lip began to quiver, and she began to shake.

"If only I'd...."

And she burst into tears, falling to her knees, crying "it's all my fault!".
 
Shenorai knelt down in front of the sorrowful warrior. Though hesitant, an arm wrapped around Zeria, easing her head onto her shoulder almost like a mother would to her troubled teen.

"We can't change what happened," she began, her voice soft and attempting to soothe, "He didn't want you to see his death. He loved you too much to see you suffer."

Tell her.

Shen's eyes glanced up at the ghost, questioning her silently. Leondra, drifting just a few feet away, just stared at the bounty hunter.

What Julius told you before he told us to go...remember?

After a few more silent moments, Shen's eyes darted towards the floor before speaking again, her voice a mere whisper. "...you know...Julius said he would've liked me to marry his brother......I would've been honored to have you as a sister-in-law."
 
"I know, but still, I......"

She stopped when Shen mentioned Julius' words, then looked at her and blinked, a few more tears trickling down her tear-stained cheeks.

"You think that...Julius loved me that much? Even when....he didn't always show it...?"

Her gaze drifted over to the unconscious FFGuy and she frowned...
~I just hope FFGuy will be alright...~

Zeria hugged Shen, still crying. It hurt her right now...her heart felt like it was being ripped out.

"I just....I miss him so much....I feel empty without him........."
 
"No," Shen replied honestly. "I don't think. I know he did. Come on, let's get back to the bridge," she beckoned, attempting to stand up. Though with a sobbing warrior clinging to her along with the weakness in her own body, it made it a little difficult to get up, now didn't it?

"We should see how close we are to the Silverwing castle. Come on."
 
Zeria nodded and got up too, helping to support Shen the best she could. FFGuy was in the care of the medical units, so he would hopefully be alright.

"When we get back...there's going to be much to tell everyone......and you can be assured that I will be in Julius' room for a while. I'd prefer if no one bothered me when I was in there...I have memories in that room, and I want them to be just mine and his. You are welcome in any time though..."
 
As he finished his task, he decided to head towards where Lucious is. Upon arriving, Arthvader took a seat near him.

'I wonder, what could he be thinking at this very moment? It must've been tough for him back at the castle. I just hope that we could be allies just like I was allies with Julius.'
 
(Ok time to think about a Sequel, but I guess Tales of Forgotten serves as one somehow...)

Darkness, darkness enshrouded Julius' destiny. Would fate place him against the friends and comrades he once sworn to protect? No one can tell for sure, yet a small light shines among the darkness, hope. Lucius and his evil were neutralized, now the Dark Lord ends up as a gentle soul, but for how long? The nightmares of his massacres torment Lucius, now the sole heir of the Silverwing, he had to take his brother's place. Would Zeria allow it? How could she see someone besides Julius as the head of the Silverwing Clan? Humans are so unpredictable.

Lucius loved Shenorai, though he now had his doubts. How could she love him? What if she rejects him? Would madness drive him onto the darkness again? So many questions, so little answers. Among this path of ignorance, we seek enlightenment, we only seek the truth. Why life insists on putting us in such paths? Why we are born helpless and unable to fully control our fate?

Fate, is it truly believable that we have the slight chance to alter it? Why are we set on this predestined path? Dear heavens, if Julius only knew that his absence would become alter so many destinies. Did he truly did the right thing? Oh Zeria, she now lost that which she held the dearest. Her beloved Julius, presumed dead. And this Shenorai we speak of, will she truly give Lucius a chance? If only she knew that Lucius' hearts begs for the words "I love you" to come out of her sweet, gentle lips. Lucius could not contained his feelings, and so he decided to cross onto Shenorai's path. He stood before her, defenseless and unarmed, willing to have his hopes and dreams shattered by her. How cruel can life be? Now we will now...
 
FFGuy awoke suddenly, he was overcome by a choking feeling, which was quickly replaced by a burning sick rush flowing from his stomach, to his oesaphagus till eventually his mouth. He began to throw up, small bones and blood began to erupt from his mouth as well. In three great heaves he had created a large pool of sick in front of him. He then began to feel faint again but was stopped by a strange force, he was on all fours now, mere centimeters from his sick. He breathed repeatedly while facing it until he managed to pull himself up, slowly, unfortunately he was too weak and fell facefirst into his sick. He slowly rose to all fours again and looked at Zeria and Shenorai, he then looked to the floor and sat there, he had to open up to what he had done sooner or later, now wasn't the time however, he needed to wait till he was well again.
 
Zeria turned and frowned, quickly going down by FFGuy and grabbing a cloth.

"FFGuy, will you be alright? What's going on? What happened to you?"

All the while she asked him that, she was wiping him up and cleaning the floors. She was worried about him...no one should ever spit up that much blood.
 
Clutching at his gut with every ounce of his deteriorating strength he looked at Zeria, he still felt drowsy and his vision was blurred. He turned to Zeria and seeing this as the only way to get away from everyone he began to speak. "I am a murderer, I killed all those people back there, the blood there was not my own...... Keep everyone away from me, I am too dangerous, if you don't I may inflict harm upon you. I am losing control of my mind, I need to get away and fast." He then released his hand from his gut and slowly dragged himself up with the support of the walls, pulling at the material, dragging some down under his dead weight. His hand then began to shake again. "It's happening again! Run for it! Leave me! Now!" FFGuy had no time to explain, he pushed Zeria back with what remained of his strength and then he started to transform again.
 
After leaving Lucious's room, Arthvader started heading towards Zeria, Shen, and FFGuy. Just as he arrived, Zeria was pushed out of a room, crashing into him.

Arthvader "whoa, whoa, woah. What's going on here?! And, where's Shen and FFGuy??"

Suddenly, as he looked through the room, he sees FFGuy,Transforming into something terrifying.

'Oh man. What is going on here. I need to deal with this and quickly.'
 
As his skin started to explode from him, it was replaced by the demonic blue skin again. His head regained it's eyeless crown and his bone sword shot out of the rip in his right arm.

He let out a huge roar before following the trail of blood, as he started to scan around he spotted Arthvader. He made sure all of his body was ready before charging into Arthvader and forcing him to the ground.
 
Seeing how FFGuy is prepare to strike him, Arthvader formed his holy sword, getting ready to purify FFGuy of all the evil within him. Upon completing forming his sword, Arthvader took his stance, getting ready to take on FFGuy with all he got.

Arthvader "Sorry if I have to do this. Forgive me, friend, but, HERE I COME!!!"

Arthvader immediately charged towards FFGuy, and began by delivering a hard vertical slash from behind him.
 
Intercepting the holy sword FFGuy vaulted himself from Arthvader, the blade only slightly slashed at his demonic bone with the very tip of the sword.

FFGuy, while Arthvader was down from the attack, ran forwards with his sword held in a stabbing motion, forcing all pressure into the direction of Arthvader's sword arm, with the intention of leaving him defenceless and weak.
 
Seeing FFGuy about to stab his arm, Arthvader quickly formed his shield on his other arm and repelled the blade back. As he recovered from his last attack, Arthvader suddenly rushed at high speed. not letting FFGuy able to hit him at this speed.

Arthvader "You have to do better than this. demon. Now, Get ready for this move"

As he constantly run around FFGuy in a circle, Arthvader began swinging his sword towards FFGuy While keeping his pace around the circle.
 
Seeing the narrow space that Arthvader had to encircle him with, he formulated a swift plan, knowing that soon FFGuy would regain control over the demon he quickly jumped straight through the ceiling. Looking around he knew he would be discovered unless he made haste, smashing the wall leading outside with his sword he kicked through any loose debris and jumped through the hole.

FFGuy was now gaining control, before the demon could escape, FFGuy managed to remove the demon from his mind, temporarily. Seeing the hole in the ship, FFGuy knew he had probably attacked, maybe even killed his allies. Taking his leave he placed the palm of his left hand against a tree in the nearby woodland. Taking the shape of a small dagger, FFGuy then resumed walking into the woodland, turning back once upon entry and then walked into the forest, disappearing into the trees.
 
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