Shadowfall

[Blewcheese]

"Perhaps you're right, Warden. But if we are parasites, we are determined ones. So have at, thee. Come stop us for whatever foolish cause you may have."

[Battal]

The Warden grins.  "I plan on it."

 

The ball n' charge comes towards Pops in a swing to even the most agile person would have found difficult to dodge.  In his weakened state, however, it is hopeless.  The weapon hits him full force in the chest, puncturing a lung and shattering his spinal cord.  Pops goes flying, each bounce on the floor causing a splatter of blood, until he hits a crenelation and is still.

[Blewcheese]

(Am I getting killed off here? Is that what's happening?)

Pops tries desperately to maintain consciousness. Well, I guess this is it then...

[Will]

Dark Will simply looks on at the scene, knowing that rushing in wildly will accomplish absolutely nothing.

Think! What can I do?! His back is defended solidly, he isn't weak to electricity, he will wreck me if fail, and he's got some wicked range... There's only one thing I can do, isn't there?

Dark Will takes a step back, and grabs part of Satoshi's katana. He slashes his arm open, and begins rapidly ripping off his skin to reveal black fire underneath. Finally, the fire burns off his remaining skin. Where his eyes were are circular, white, sources of light.

"Come and have a go, if you think you're hard enough."

[Blewcheese]

Ooc: WARNING THERE'S A GUEST GRUMPS REFERENCE

[Battal]

(I'm not killing you off, no.)

 

The pull of the Vortex loosens its hold on Dark Will as he becomes more aligned with the shadows.  The Warden's eyes show surprise for a moment, then he laughs.  "Finally, a challenge.  I had a feeling that you would show a bit more promise than your friends.  Perhaps you'd enjoy joining our ranks, eh?"

 

("It is hopeless...you can never win...death is our fate...death is your fate...")

[Will]

"No thank you, I like neutrality better. Less forced thoughts. I can say what I want, do what I want. I look out only for me, and those who've earned it. Maybe you should try it."

[Battal]

The Warden clicks his teeth together.  "Such a shame.   You would have made a fine slave.  Of course, you already are, partially."

 

With that, he charges into combat.

[Will]

Dashing away from the Warden, Dark Will raises his left arm, which shoots out a gush of the black fire. 

[Battal]

The Wardens absorbs the fire and launches it back at Will, at the same time whirling his ball n' chain at him.

[Will]

Dark Will seperates into multiple different embers, and reforms away from the ball and chain.

"You can't kill fire, you bloody idiot."

[Battal]

The Warden swings and swings at Dark Will, but each strike simply passes through him with little effect.  However, the Vortex seems to be adjusting to his shadow form, draining his energy more and more with each passing second.

[Will]

(brb, got to eet teh danners)

[Battal]

(You back yet?)

[Will]

(yes.)

[Battal]

(K.  It's your go.)

[Will]

Dark Will looks at the spectators, to see Jakob. He hadn't noticed him before. Suddenly, Dark Will knew what to do. His legs combined to form the equivalent of jet propulsion, as he flew into the air. He then proceeded to dive bomb into the Warden, but at the last second, he leaped out of the fire. The flames seared white as they reached the Warden. The Warden was consumed in the explosion of pure light energy.

[Battal]

The Warden falls to his knees , coughing and choking.  The coughs become chuckles.  They become maniacal laughter.

 

"Not bad, shade, but your time is up."

 

The Vortex drains the last of Will's energy, pulling him back into corporeal form.  The warden wastes no time in wrapping his whip around Will's neck.  As he is slowly strangled, Jakob idly looks by.  If Pops were in a state where could read minds, he would be able to see the vast mental struggle going on in Jakob's head.

 

The Warden leans in towards Will's sputtering face.  "Too bad.  You would have made an excellent slave.  As would all of you."  He adds, looking around at the dying group.

[Will]

"Before I die... How's Will doing? I bet he'll be the last to die to Shadowfall, he always knew how to get out of harms way. He'll go down fighting."

[Battal]

The Warden laughs.  "Will is already ours, fool.  You share his body...did you really not know?"

[Will]

"Already... what do you mean by that? What have you done to him!?"

[Battal]

"Oh, you really don't need to know."  The Warden says, raising his ball n' chain.  "Enjoy nonexistence, you pathetic mortal-"

 

As you probably know, the best way to retaliate against someone who is threatening you is with a simple punch in the face.  With the group incapacitated and everyone else in the area a slave, it was a surprise for the Warden when his jaw was smashed in by someone.  You probably saw this from a thousand miles yourself, but let's consider it a plot twist that Jakob Battal is engaging in fisticuffs with his former master.

[Will]

[Blewcheese]

(Don't mind me. I'm just watching from a distance with two KOed characters.)

[Battal]

Jakob leaps onto the Warden's back, one of the chains in his hands.  He wraps the chain around his adversary's neck and pulls back on it, dodging the Warden's waving hands.  He then snaps the skeleton's neck back fully, then swings around onto the Wardens chest.  He rips off the armor plating and begins beating through the Warden's ribcage.