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"Long ago the air chilled with the breeze of death and hatred. Darkness and despair were mighty entities in this land of little light. Dreams shattered, hope lost and sorrow devouring the souls of many heroes. The once free land was haunted so severely that not a day or night passed by without blood and tears being shed. Random rampages took place every other place. Out bursts if you will, inner hatred or frustrations spilling out and damaging the world around. Pillars of the ancients for told such events as the end of all. The time was a horrible time, that place is a horrible place.."

The breeze blew and a hand picked up a flower from the freshly green plain. The flower's pedals flew away with the breeze, dancing, in what could only be explained as pure spring bliss.

"But it was my home.."

A figure approached the field of flowers. A cloaked figure wielding a large scythe in it's arms. It approached steadily till it reached several feet away.

"It is time.."

The cloaked voice whispered in a straining voice. It then turned and began to walk away. The person in the field could only be described as a Dark Blue Hedgehog. Wearing a white button down shirt and black dress pants. His eyes were crimson. As he turned to walk away  you can see what looks like scars shaped like lightning on his quills and creeping to his cheek.

A flash of light and a cloud of darkness marked the two figure's leave. A single white feather floating down and landing on a flower's pedal.

"And my home will be the way it was once more.."

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Waking up from a good nights sleep and turning on the television the residence of the bustling city being reviewed on the news would have a bit of a fright. Buildings toppling one by one was the scene. The news caster attempting to make his words heard over the crumbling, the alarms, and his own helicopter.

At first terrorists were to blame. The toppling of the buildings seemed to come from under ground activity, more likely known as explosions. Then a earthquake was the culprit, so many buildings falling. Not even important ones, at random.

But as the camera scouted the city to reveal to the viewers the reality of what’s going on it halted on a figure on top of one of the tallest buildings. Sitting on its back was a single white angelic wing. Soon the figure was gone and in its place, inches away from the camera's lens was a feather.

A swear was heard. It was said as load as any man's vocals would allow, before the Helicopter was turned into a fireball and it's pieces floated to the rubble below.

Hoffman

Apr 4 2008, 12:01 PM

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The city was a wreck. A black-furred hedgehog adolescent stood smack dab in the middle of this catastrophe, not trying to garner too much attention to himself. A couple of those very strange entities causing this havoc had caught the mysterious kid's glimpse. "To get involved, or not.. How many of them are there, anyway?"

The answer to this question was harder to find than the amount of licks needed to get to the center of a tootsie pop. Knowing that it was only a matter of time until he would be targeted as well, the hedgehog took a chance at pissing in the wind. His hands swiftly reached down into the depths of his white dress shirt, twirling out his pistols in a stylish fashion.

Not hesitating for another moment, he lifted the pistols up into a very defensive gun-kata stance, and unloaded on the mysterious creatures with a fury of hot lead.

Hoffman

Apr 5 2008, 08:53 PM

It didn't take the adolescent that long to make a countermeasure. With a flick of the wrist and the clicking of a hidden trigger on the back of the pistols, the barrel of each pistol retracted as a blade swung out to take it's place. These weren't ordinary pistols.

While most people would run from someone carrying a scythe, he didn't fall into that category. Sprinting forward with a smooth stride, the hedgehog ducked in order to build strength in his legs, and sprung upward into Riryoku's proximity. Following through, he lifted up one of the blades to strike the scythe with a mighty blow. He wasn't trying to harm the ghoul for now; it seemed. One could almost say that he's attempting to disarm it.

Hoffman

Apr 7 2008, 02:33 PM

Having landed (with his back faced to Riryoku) after his previous attack, the hedgehog was startled as the outstretched arm came out to meet his shoulder. Success for the scythe-carrying hedgeghoul, he managed to catch him off guard. But to what end, exactly? He was clearly prepared as he attempted to grab Riryoku's arm (the one holding on to his shoulder) and launch him forward over his shoulder, all the while being swift enough to barely dodge the scythe coming down over his head.

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Great, another place like this, I should have stayed in bed" Thought David sitting on the remains of a building that was reduced to rubble. He had been sitting there for a quite a while now, and he was getting tired of sitting in once place. He wanted to feel the breeze on his face under the shade of a tree with the sun peering through the leaves. He ignored that feeling when he heard gunshots.

He slowly turned his head in the direction and stood up. He placed his right hand on his hip and scratched his head. "Well at least I found one of the people here for the cause of this destruction." He rubbed his eyes when he said that. "Time to get to work" He finished with a sigh. He walked toward the location of the two that were fighting at a casual pace.

In a short time he found the battle field. He walked out from behind a building and watched the two go at it. Should he interfere with the fight? He thought for a moment, and took the opposite choice. Two dark flurried hedgehogs, one with a scythe, the other with guns that had blades on the barrel. Probably a modified gun for close combat. He watched on, taking notes of the way they fought.

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Riryoku's opponent would find him to be weightless as he was pulled over the hedgehog's shoulder. He flew forward and stopped a few feet behind him taking a more physical form than just a floating cloak.

"Perish.."

The words drifted like an echo. The echo summoned a stronger and colder breeze onto the two. He held the Scythe in both hands, his cloak floating in the wind.

"The time has come.."

He held out a hand, the ghastly form it had once before turned into a normal fleshy hand. He himself became more inviting and less threatening.

"Join us and you will be saved.."

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He had made contact with another hedgehog. He was dark blue, but didn't really care who he was. He watched the battle between the two he watch watching wage on. Until a questions was asked, "May I ask, what are you here for?"

David turned his gaze to the dark blue hedgehog. His bored expression not changing a bit. "Why doesn't one need a reason to be anywhere?" He answered with a question of his own. His voice seemed to trail off into a thought, but that's how he usually spoke to strangers.

He crossed his arms, and turned his gaze back to the battle.

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"Such ignorant views.."

The hand retracted and became deformed once more as it gripped the Scythe.
He swung it in a battle ready position preparing for a strike.

"Then you will perish with the others.."

The wind howled. The Scythe's blade flew upward after scratching the ground's surface. After it's rising slash it would be followed with a downward slash the pinnacle of the combo.