• Richard Orex Aruza
    R.I.P. Triana Lynzi Shiju
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    A field stretched out for about two miles, clear of any trees, yet smack dab in the middle of a forest. From the forest from the southeast, rose fog. It was a cloudy day, as all the clouds covered any source of pure light from the sun. The fog that rolled in had company, Demons in all armor, vamp who came to fight, as Fire Goblins held down Vampires, that snapped and snarled at them. Whips being cracked at huge gulber beasts, Blood thirsty Dark Elven came along with them, hoping to grab anyone in sight and drink their fresh blood.

    In the middle of the field, stood two men, and one young lady. One is leather clothing, holding his scarf, keeping it out of his mouth. The other stood tall, with armor plating. The third was a young lady, dressed in a purple strapless top, along with beautiful cloak like skirt with tights underneath. The two men carried swords, as the woman carried two daggers. Each different, yet the same. One man's name was Richard Nala Awknik, a loyal Aruzan Warrior; the other, Waltor of Binan, the King of the Binoz Temple, a man who knew Richard's father. The woman's name was Triana Lynzi Shiju, a Thief who had grown up alongside Richard. The breeze blew lightly as the what once was a few, is now an army of dark soldiers, arrive to the scene. Still far away the three stood tall yet patient. Richard looked over at Waltor, as they exchanged glances, Triana gripping her daggers even tighter. Out of the army came a strange vampire figure, it's dark cloak and fangs grinning, it's black misty appearance was clear.
    "Simon Zylox..." Richard and Waltor, in sync, spoke, as lightly Triana hissed. Simon looked up from his dark cape. His hood fell as he looked up to the sky. He rose his arms as his army went quiet. It began to gently sprinkle as Simon took in a large breath. His smile was wicked and cruel, his eyes as red as blood, what he yearned for the most. Simon looked down at the two standing several hundred yards. Simon's wicked smiled grew, his fangs appeared out of the corners of his lips, his arms dropped gently as he only gazed at the trio.
    "Kill 'em..." Simon spoke in the most veil, yet quiet voice. The whole army stormed, letting the vampires off the leash, letting the gulber beasts run and rampage towards them.

    Standing strong and tight, Richard, Triana, and Waltor stood. Richard began to kneel as Waltor stood, standing his ground, Triana gripping her daggers, holding them sideways, and kneeling lightly. As soon as they got close, about a foot away, the army swung. Richard, all ready kneeling, kicked off the ground and jumped, his sword held tight in his hands. He swung his sword down, striking a goblin in the back, then jumped and struck another Dark soldier. Waltor jumped back and swung his massive sword, chopping the foes in half and swinging them to the side. Waltor dodged all attacked, only defending for a bit, then swung his massive sword, making the ground jump. Triana's daggers sliced the throats of the demons and vamps who came up to her, she was skilled in the arts of small weapons, and was easily winning. being half vamp, she hissed and snarled at many of them as they only jumped her as she bit down on them, and sliced their necks.

    Richard leaped from body to body, swinging away, then landing on the ground. He ran up to the gulber beasts and struck them in the heart, and slicing both arms off, with not problem. The blood squirted, which attracted the dark elvens attention. Richard used shaped his sword into a bigger one, making it huge as he hit the side of one of the dark elvens, making them all fall down and bleed. Waltor sliced and chomped away. Five gulber beasts ran after Richard and Waltor. They both made eye contact and nodded. Waltor ran up to the gulber beasts as Richard ran behind him, as Waltor took his sword and placed it in the ground. He took his hands and put them together, raising them into a fist. Richard leaped on the back of Waltor, leaping off his fists and into the air, Waltor feeling him leaving his fists, rammed his two fists into his sword. The ground around the sword and him shook violently, as shard of rock popped up and into the gulber beasts, and before Richard could touch the ground, Waltor withdrew the spikes. Triana seeing the move being used, Began to back flip away from them, as the spikes got closer and closer, and the demons around her stopped in their tracks, Triana stopped as the spikes went around her. She sighed gently as she continued to move forward towards Richard, trying to keep up.

    Richard landed safely, and began to run forward. Waltor joined him, following him in his foots steps. They both sliced and chopped through the crowd, switching off on leader. They both left the army in disgrace, slicing limbs, chopping heads, spikes driven into bodies, and tearing out organs. Richard and Waltor acted like trained soldiers who had the same mind and thought alike. Waltor had stopped to clear the way, allowing Richard to go. Waltor had stomped his foot, lifting the rocks as Richard stood, then ran as soon as the earth under him stopped moving. He practically ran above the crowd, only fighting flying vamps and vampires. Triana Looked up at Waltor as Waltor lifted the Rocks underneath her, as she did not hesitate to keep running. Waltor continued to swing as Triana ran along the rocky bridge behind Richard. She and Richard threw each other at the Vamps, slicing away at their demon souls. They both held hands as Triana sliced with her dagger, and Richard with his emerald blade. Triana Let go and jumped on a Vampire that was flying towards her, but away from Richard. She jumped on it and stabbed it in it's spine, She jumped off of it ad landed on the rocky bridge.

    Richard stopped and looked at Triana as she caught up with him. Waltor moved forward, swinging his sword violently, using the earth around him to stop the demons. He used spike traps and rocks to smash his enemies. Waltor at last jumped on the rocky bridge and followed. As he ran, Triana and Richard came up to the dead end of the rocky trail. they jumped and attacked the crowd below, slicing and killing all who stood under and around them. Triana and Richard stood back to back as they sliced and hit. Triana jumped up, then clicked her boots together, a rather large blade popped out the edge of her boot. Richard grabbed her hands and began to swing, holding tightly he swung her like a knife on the end of a chain. Swinging around and creating a blade tornado, slashing and slitting the throats.

    Waltor caught up, and with a battle cry jumped from the rocky trail, and thrust his mighty sword into the head of a Gulber beast. The blood trickled down his sword, as He yanked out the sword, the blood squirted around. Richard, Triana, and now Waltor, began to run together. Richard led as Triana and Waltor covered his sides. The army was reduced to small numbers in less then an hour. The army of 5,000, now down to 100. Richard's eyes had burst into flames of hatred as he spotted Simon Zylox. Simon only smiled, as 100 feet away, he opened his cloak. A rather long and large whip came swinging out of the rather large dark cloak. A large thundering crack, and the blade part of the chained whip had glided towards Richard. Richard leaped as Triana and Waltor moved away. The whip leaped back to Simon, as once again a large thundering crack unleashed. Richard went left as Triana stayed left, Waltor took his sword and swung, making the whip swing to the right. The scythe like blade of the whip, struck to the ground.

    Simon's teeth pressed hard against each other, as his eye twitched lightly. He pulled it back, this time the blade turned around. It pointed towards Waltor, Triana's eyes caught this, as She went right and Pushed Waltor out of the way, and tried to move as well. The scythe like blade hit the back of Triana, striking her in the spine, it went in and almost through her, as she stopped in her tracks. The chain of the whip disappeared into black mist, as Waltor fell to the ground due to the push. Waltor looked up at Triana, as Richard stopped and looked behind him. Triana stood there, her knees about to collapse, her mouth wide. Her blood trickled from the blade through her ribs. It poke out as it's blue shine taunted her, her eyes teared up as she fell to her knees.
    Richard's eyes widened. He screamed for her,
    "NOOOOO!!!" Richard's screamed as loud as he could, he ran to her, catching her before she fell back. Waltor got up and ran to her as well, Richard holding Triana in his arms, he looked at Triana, as tears began to build in his eyes. Simon Laughed, a wicked and loud deep laugh. He smiled as he vanished, along with the survivors of the attack. Richard took the blade out of Triana and took her hair and moved it from her face.
    "It-It's okay..I, we can help you, you need... you need a healer, we'll get you one, Waltor!" Richard looked up as he said his name. Triana grabbed Richard's collar and pulled him close to her face. She was choking on her own air, but managed to talk, her eyes tearing as well as Richard's.
    "Ri... Richard... I'm... I'm not..." Triana tried to speak.
    "Don't say that, you'll, you'll be all right! We'll get you out of here, I promise... remember? I told you... you and I will be together... remember? We promised." Richard's tears built up more, then the water balloons busted, turning into rivers. They trickled down his cheek and onto her exposed neck. He held onto her head, as Waltor's eyes began to tear up.
    "Ric... Richard... I won't... make it... You have to... you have to do this... without me.." Richard shook his head as Triana spoke.
    "No, I need you here Triana! I need you here, I love you! You can't die on me!" Richard's tears shook as he held her close in his arms. Her head on his shoulders. He let her lay in his arms as he pushed her slightly away from his chest, and laid her against his legs.
    "Wait, I can give you some blood, I can heal you!" Richard spoke, he bit down on his thumb as Triana grabbed his hand and held it with both her hands.
    "No amount... of elven blood will help this wound... I'm not Aruzan... I'm a vamp... I can only die... by the powers of godly weapon..." Triana smiled gently, coughing.
    "No, You can be healed! You can't go Triana, you can't!" Richard spoke in denial, his tears still rushed down. Triana wrapped her arm around Richard's neck and hugged him. She pulled him in close to her face, and gently but passionately kissed his lips.
    "No matter what... Richard... You're still the Richard I meant back in that alley way...I love you... I.... do..." Triana spoke, her eyes closing, she was losing too much blood.
    "Triana... I love you too... You can't... Triana?... Triana!" Triana's eyes closed, gently with a smile, death had let her go from her mortal life. Though a Vamp, she could not of wished for a better death. Richard began to cry even more and Waltor closed his eyes, tearing up as well. He stood as Richard looked up to the sky, the rain had increased. Richard yelled to the skies, 'Jasmine! Jasmine!' he cried aloud to his Goddess. But Jasmine had not come.

    In the forest, Jasmine stood at a tree, watching the sight unfold. She sighed, as a tear came dripping down her cheek. She looked down, there was truthfully nothing she could do. She walked away as Richard kept calling for her. 'Jasmine! Jasmine!' He cried even louder, though no goddess had come to his prayers. Waltor gently placed his hand on Richard's shoulder as Richard cried away in Triana's neck. He held her dead body tightly in his arms, crying himself to the point of almost fainting.


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    R.I.P. Triana Lynzi Shiju