Deity's Cry (Finished)

[yizel]

He blinked a few times hearing her name but tilted his head, mortal names were annoying to remember so he saw no point in calling them by it.
Luck shook his head hearing how the two met, it seemed he was as pathetic as he assumed after all.

Hearing her ask him a question he put his hand to his chin and thought for a moment, many things came to mind but only a few really stood out as a reason for him to come to the mortals.

He smiled hearing her address him as a deity, at least she recognized him for his title.
"Well my main reasons were babes, cuties, women, more women, mortals that aren't men, the opposite of mortal men, ladies and of course females."
He grinned however he quickly realized that might make him look bad.
"Just kidding, I'm scouting things on earth, deity's still watch over humans here."

Kalan stopped at a small building and knocked on the door, a man stepped out in a long white coat, he wore a red shirt and black pants under it with black boots.
Reaching up he adjusted his black glasses with his white gloves causing his silver hair which went to his neck to shift with his movements.

His amber eyes rested on Kalan before a small smile came onto his face.
"Kalan, it's been too long,"
Kalan walked forward the two hugged each other.
"You two seem like a good match, if you want some time alone I'll take the babe somewhere else."

Kalan backed away from the man with glasses before stepping to the side.
"I am doctor Rai, but please just call me doctor," the man said bowing to them. "Please come inside."

The doctor walked inside into a small room with two beds and a window with a red plant on the sill, there was a small desk in the corner of the room and a cabinet with what one would assume medical supplies in it.
There were two chairs by the window.
"Have a seat if you would, any friend of Kalan's is a potential customer of mine."
"The sad thing is he isn't joking," Kalan said chuckling a little.
The doctor sat in a chair by one of the beds.
"Now...what do you need from me?"
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Reaper stood atop one of the buildings looking down at the fight between Birth and Jazz, his small smile had faded and his arms were crossed as the two fought each other.
His eyes were focused on Birth, he could feel her presence from where he stood.
"After all this time," Reaper said staring at her. "You've finally descended, enjoy these last moments with him."
He watched the explosion before seeing the smile between the two.
"...if only she would smile like that," he said with a sigh.

Seeing someone interrupt in the middle of their fight his eyebrow raised.
"Does he hasten death? He may want to move out of the way"
Turning he saw Tsuliria and Linora walked up to them.
"Tsuliria, there's someone in the middle of their fight, move them would you?"
Tsuliria looked ahead to see Birth and Jazz.
"If it helps him regain his light then fine."  

[Waka_in_the_Zash]

Jazz stood up, his body softly glowing as he pulled in everything he had left.

"I told you Birth...I'd get my answers even if I have to die for them, get ready."

Jazz planted his feet in the ground, his body glowing brighter as the earth shook under him. Birth's eyes widened as she stared on at Jazz, the light inside him pouring out. Jazz sunk into the ground a bit as his weight climb as the light inside him began to amass.

"The only way to ensure this will hit is to use my body as the control....I doubt i'll survive this one."

His eyes were glowing brighter than they ever had before as Yolor's mask cracked on his face. Birth quickly scrambled to move, her whole body flashing white as she dashed in. Her speed was greater than anything Jazz had seen, in a flash she was in his face, a glowing fist implanted in his stomach, draining him of his light.

"You would dare to throw away this life I gave you so easily? And for what Jazz, answers that you already have?"

Jazz coughed as Birth followed through with her attack, sending him flying back, bouncing off of the ground. Birth's filled with the same light that Jazz had adorned, their ferocity causing the entire field to shake. She slowly lifted her glowing hand to the sky as her white hot stare peered through Jazz. In an instant, a massive globe of light flew high above Birth, it was big enough to engulf the town if she so willed it.

"Wake up Jazz!!!"

Bringing her hand down, the globe began to fire large orbs from it. Jazz, in immense pain tried to stand only to have one of the meteors of light crash into him. The pain from the impact was so great, Jazz let out a scream of agony. Twenty six more hits followed, each burying Jazz into the ground. One orb remained in the sky, the core to the entire attack. Birth flashed atop of it in an instant, a tear rolling down her face as it launched itself, a massive tower of light engulfing Jazz as it made contact.

The mask that he wore disintegrated as his clothing tore and his tears of pain flew up into the tower. As the attack settled, all that was left was smoke coming up from the crater, and Jazz' tattered body, beaten down.

"I'm sorry Jazz....Your light has not been snuffed out yet. You should awake in a few days....Please forgive me."

A final tear rolled down Birth's cheek for her fallen envoy. She slowly turned to walk away, but was stopped by a feint sound.

"....Birth...I-I'm...not done yet..."

"There's no way he could get up from that...."

"I-i'm....not done with you....Birth"

She turned around to see a beaten Jazz, trying to get to his feet. His dirt ridden face stared at her as the determination in his eyes stared back into Birth's.

"Foolish boy..."  

[yizel]

"How brave, you sure picked an interesting one....sister."

A burst of green fire erupted before Reaper appeared between Birth and Jazz with his arms crossed, he smiled as he glanced back at the beaten up Jazz, surprisingly he wasn't smiling due to his pain....well that was partially the reason but he had seen those eyes before.
"To stand up after that, I see why Tsuliria fancies you so much."

Tsuliria stood a few feet away looking at the newcomer on field, a strange man who reminded her of Yolor from his fire.
She looked over at Reaper, Birth and Jazz, Reaper her master looked so angry, she felt something stir within her seeing his hatred but she pushed it down.
Birth the woman Reaper's hatred ran so deep towards, finally seeing her she felt uncomfortable after being near Reaper for so long, she didn't feel any corruption from her.
Finally there was Jazz, she glanced into Jazz's eyes and felt the familiar burn of her chains from standing near him.
"This hatred," she mumbled.

Reaper took a few steps towards Birth the smile still on his face, darkness hovered around his body as he allowed some of his energy to leak out causing the air to become heavy.
A cold aura emanated from his body as his smile slowly faded as he locked eyes with Birth, hatred and contempt for her apparent in his eyes, yet behind that was a very faint sadness.

"I'm glad you could make it," he said to Birth lowering his arms. "Your blood will stain this field, just as Karma's did."
Cracks started to form in the ground from the force of Reaper's energy, even the field around him was stained dark.

"What do you have to say for yourself before I escort your tainted soul to oblivion."

Tsuliria neared the two but didn't stand near Reaper, she looked over at Jazz, obviously there was no way he'd last in a fight right now which made her chains cut her as she stood there staring at him.
She kept a blank expression as Linora watched from a distance.
"Mistress...where is your hatred coming from...."  

[The Indrid Cold]

Rahj

Rahj jumped back, this battle was obviously too large and great for him to stand in the middle of. Rahj fled to the edge of the field and watched the rest of them foolishly fight each other below.

Rahj couldn't help but wonder about one of them. She was a few feet from him and appeared to be staring at him. Was she Reapers ally? His thoughts were interrupted when he saw Reaper appear in the middle of the field. He didn't want to interrupt whatever was going on there, but he did want to ask him a few questions.  

[Waka_in_the_Zash]

Jazz managed to make it up on one knee, holding his tattered body up. The faint glow was slowly leaving his eyes as he stared at Reaper's back, the man he was sworn to kill.

"I'm not done with her yet Reaper...you have no business here."

He slowly brought a hand up, it's glow was dim and weak, as he tried to muster up some form of attack, before falling back down. Jazz had never felt this weak before, his energy was sapped completely. As he tried to get back onto his knee once more Birth turned to speak.

"Do you hate me that much Reaper? So much that you'd taint these young lives?"

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Meanwhile,

Virtue stumbled through the streets of town, ducking behind barrels and boxes as the humans ran through the street. From what Luck had told her, Virtue found humans to be frightening creatures that loved nothing more than fighting. As she made her way through town she stumbled upon a small doll.

"What's this?"

Her head tilted a bit as she picked up the small bear on the ground. It's tattered fur and stuffing stared back at her as she inspected it. Her eyes widened in wonder as she grabbed it by the foot, dangling it in front of her.

"What a strange little animal, it doesn't move or anything. Maybe Nature knows what it is."

"My bear!!!"

A small girl with tiny pigtails in her hair run up to Virtue, hugging her as she thanked her for finding her bear. Virtue let out a squeal of fear as she struggled to get away, running behind a near by barrel, peering out from behind it as the young girl stared at her confused. Virtue shook, petrified as the small girl turned and ran to her mother.

"L-Luck was right! Humans ARE scary!"  

[Miss-Ran]

Thanking the man and stepping inside, Mirela found her way over to one of the chairs by the window before taking a seat. Holding her violin close against her lap, Mirela began to ask her question. "Well, sir. I'm Mirela and its a pleasure to meet you. I'm a Dancer as well as a Violinist, which explains my violin... However this morning not long after waking up I happened to lose my violin case, you see... It was cut clean in half." Mirela made a small face, the scene replaying quite clearly in her memory.

"Would you be able to supply me with a new case?" She smiled softly, not wanting to ask much from him. "Kalan led us here after saying that you would be able to help me."

At that, Mirela picked up her violin and very gently by the neck held it up for him, awaiting his answer. "If need be I'll be able to pay you, though I don't have much on me." Using her free hand she gently pat her chest, hearing a slight sound of coins jingling together follow, indicating the presence of her coin purse. "Its just important that I find a new case, for the violin's sake. You understand, right? This violin is very important to me."  

[yizel]

Kalan and Luck glanced at each other hearing a mention of payment, Luck's eyebrows raised and he chuckled looking toward the ceiling.
"I beg to differ about that," he said leaning to look at Mirela.
Hearing the jingle he blinked a few times before clearing his throat.
"Mortals hide their money in strange places,"

Kalan reached up and scratched the side of his head staring at the ground as he mumbled to himself.
"I never got rewarded like that....I saved her too.....got a hug that was nice...but I'm always up for more I mean..."
He cut himself off hearing the jingle and cleared his throat.
"It would be nice if you could doc."

The doctor crossed his legs and leaned forward listening to Mirela's request, he rotated his shoulder for a moment and stood up before placing his hand on the violin.
"Try not to jump," he said before reaching forward and putting two fingers against her forehead, he took hold of the violin before Mirela's old case appeared around it, with one last push.

He pulled his fingers away and held it up to her.
"Here you are, being the doctor of Reaper's forces comes with some bonuses. Now, I'd hate to ask you to leave but I must return to my work."

Luck physically twitched before turning and looking out the window, his eyes narrowed before he stood up.
"I sense Reaper and Birth...and they're really close together...that can't be good."
Kalan turned towards him as he walked towards the door.
"They're in the field," Luck said walking outside.
"If Reaper's here then Tsuliria must be there, let's head to the field."
With that he walked outside and made his way towards the field.
"Mirela! Hurry up."

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"That you would defend them even now Birth, after all that's happened," Reaper said with a clenched fist.
He dismissed his aura and took in a deep breath calming his nerves, he brought his hand to his face and shook his head letting out a small chuckle.
"You killed our Kin for this....Karma died so that these mortals could live..."
He took his hand away and pointed towards Jazz, then over to Tsuliria and Linora.
"Look at them Birth! Look at what you saved! What you killed our sister for. Beings that don't even recognize the sacrifice made to them, don't appreciate the life you gave them, they steal, fight and even murder each other with little to no initiative. How many souls I escorted screaming at me that it wasn't their fault. Murderers telling that their victim was too pretty, that they had more money or they deserved it!"

Reaper ran a hand through his hair taking in another deep breath feeling his rage coming upon him again.
"See how easily they are corrupted by power sister, how many souls lost in this war. Even without power they fight. Why was Karma sacrificed for humanity when it will destroy itself anyway."

He looked at Birth and smiled, to make it even better she was a slight cause to all of it.
"I don't know how you do it Birth, how you continue to believe in these mortals and assist in their survival when they would sooner kill then save. It's probably better I don't understand."

He crossed his arms tapping his finger on his arm as his eyebrow drew down.
"I escorted her myself sister, I took Karma to the underworld, she smiled at me holding in her tears and walked in without fear. You could have subdued her sister, you could have allowed 'Him' to answer her punishment rather than administering it yourself. Rather she leave peacefully then suffer eternally in the pits of the underworld. Now she may never know release only eternal torment."

Reaper held his hand out causing a tall mirror to appear with black decorations circling around the outside, he turned it and faced it at Jazz.
"Vanity, show these soul the darkness within the confines of his mortality."
Reaper released the mirror allowing it to perform it's duty before turning his attention back to Birth.
"No distractions," Reaper said shaking his head. "He will wander in the mirror and face his own darkness."

Reaper's dark aura started to circle around him once more.
"If you are going to defend these mortals sister, then I will escort you to the underworld myself, so that you may share the fate you gave our sister."
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Linora walked up to the newcomer making sure to stand a few feet behind him as he looked on at the battle.
"Excuse me," she said to the man.
He didn't seem to be of this world since he didn't resemble any humans that she had come across.
"You seem to be looking at Reaper, what is it that brings you out here to talk with him?" Linora asked crossing her arms. "Also are you on the side of Reaper or Birth?"  

[Miss-Ran]

Thanking the man once more, Mirela quickly stood, bouncing up out of the chair and hurrying after her new companions. "Coming!" Mirela wasn't completely sure about the idea of talking with Tsuliria, after all, she had talked about wanting to kill her sometime in the future. Even if she had bandaged her up, Tsuliria was still with Reaper and she was certain that trusting her would be a bad idea. 'On top of all of that, Luck seems really bothered by the idea of Birth and Reaper together, maybe talking to Tsuliria now would be a bad idea.'

"Hey, guys? I'm actually starting to get a little tired... I've been fighting all day and my legs are starting to hurt," Mirela had figured that perhaps trying to get them to stop and rest would be a good idea. "Maybe we can find Tsuliria and talk to her in the morning?" Of course, that meant more time away from her mother, which also meant more wondering about her mother's safety. 'Although... It wouldn't do anyone good to look for her while exhausted. If we do find her, we wouldn't really be able to do much to protect her. Maybe resting is a good idea after all.'

"I'm sure she'll still be around in the morning, you two... But if you still insist on going now, could someone at least carry me until we get there?"  

[The Indrid Cold]

Rahj

Rahj turned back for a moment, not giving the girl much attention. "Not sure. There was a disruption in the elemental plane. I came to find out who or what he is." he said, refocusing his attention to the battle. Reaper, from here looked to be evil, but Rahj couldn't be sure. "What about you?" he asked, not really interested in the response but he wanted to drag the conversation on for as long as possible. He had no idea how long this fight could last.  

[yizel]

"I don't mind going a little further, endurance is one of my many talents," Kalan said grinning. "Still you have a point, what do you think Luck?"

Luck responded not turning to face the two as he sped up his pace into a brisk walk.
"There won't be a morning...for anyone if those two fight, Reaper alone can eradicate a village within minutes, sometimes seconds, with Birth's powers combined complete decimation will only follow and she won't be able to hold back against him. I kinda wish the barrier was still up, it would have at least lessened the damage"

Hearing this Kalan knew Tsuliria had to be in the field, at the possibility of complete decimation she would have to be in the immediate area that it begins in.
"If that's the case why haven't you run by now?" Kalan asked.

"I'm the powerful deity Luck, I run from nothing except responsibility. That and if the village is destroyed that means no babes will be left. Minus the one behind us of course."

Kalan nodded and started to speak however they caught her last words and the two suddenly stopped next to each other before they locked eyes.
In their eyes was a steadfast determination.
"If I carried Mirela that would mean...softness and her scent that close to me oh and the warmness of her breath.....I can't let this opportunity pass! Act Kalan, you may never get his opportunity again!"

"It seems luck is on my side, as always, by carrying the babe I'll swoon her while I hold her up with my strong muscular arms. She won't be able to resist me any more and this mortal will suffer the ultimate defeat. I must act before him though."

The two smiled at each other but the fact they were gripping each others necks made it clear their smiles betrayed their real intentions towards each other.
"Luck I'll handle it you must be tired after falling. I'll carry her."

"Worry not mortal, deity's like myself are strong in everything looks included. I'll carry her."

A shadowy figured appeared behind Mirela before lifting her up in it's arm making sure not to drop her violin before walking past the two, upon stepping into the light it appeared to be the doctor who smiled back at the two with a grin.
"I couldn't resist my curiosity, now hurry up you two or I'll leave you behind. Or would you prefer each others company?"

Kalan and Luck released each other and lowering their heads followed behind him mumbling things to themselves.
"The moment he let's his guard down, take him down....without hurting Mirela of course."
"Agreed."

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Listening to the stranger her eyes narrowed, hearing about something called an 'elemental plane' drew her attention but she was concerned since it seemed he wasn't attached to either side, which was one of the worst situations.
Unsure if one is ally or an enemy made things complicated, however hearing him question her she almost didn't respond but seeing as he did she could at least return the courtesy.
"I am here only to observe what will occur," she said looking over at the two deity's. "If you encounter anyone else be wary, most will attack anyone not on their side."  

[Waka_in_the_Zash]

"Jazz!"

The black mirror flashed as Jazz' eyes made contact with it. His eyes went blank as he fell back to the ground, his body growing cold. Birth stared her brother in the face, her own anger joining his as her eyes sheened with light.

"It is you who have closed your heart to the world Reaper.Not all humans are as you see them. It is by temptation that they go astray, even you have held a hand in their betrayal."

Birth turned to meet eyes with Tsuliria, a finger lifting to point at the dark envoy.

"Tsuliria, even you once followed my teachings, your light stripped from you because of my brother."

Birth turned back to her brother, their eyes meeting once more. She glanced back to Jazz just to make sure the light within him had not faded. It was small but he was still alive, the source of his life still faintly aglow.

"I will continue to defend their innocence Death, for they are my creations. Return home and stop this nonsense, before things get far too out of hand to fix."

She turned and slowly began to walk away, her body lightly glowing as she prepared to ascend to the heavens once again.

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"Jazz!"

As the flash from the mirror engulfed him, Jazz began to fall. Darkness slowly surrounded him as he fell into the abyss. He hit the 'ground' with a thud, slowly standing to look at his surroundings. Nothing but black surrounded him, but it wasn't darkness. He was standing in another plane completely, a void of nothing surrounding him. As he looked around for some sort of clue as to where exactly he was, he noticed his tattered clothing was fine, almost as new as the day he got them.

"Where....am I?"

As he spoke, a chilled smoke puffed from his words as if the air was frozen. He clenched a fist, something obviously not feeling right. His powers were back, he felt lighter than he did in the field with Birth, and he could see perfectly in what seemed to be endless darkness. What was going on here?

Before he got a chance to ask any further questions, a maniacal laughter rang out. The laugh full of malice and ill intent, filled the 'room' echoing, slowly growing louder. Jazz frantically looked around for a source before his eyes stopped, slowly widening as a figure made it's way out of the darkness.

"Well look who finally made it"

The figure slowly made it's way out of the shadows, the darkness slowly revealing their identity. As it took one last step before stopping, the shadows lifted from it's face. Jazz was stunned, standing in front of him....was himself.

A sinister smile came over the 'copy's' face before bursting out into another fit of laughter  

[Miss-Ran]

"Wait... What??" Mirela's eyes went wide as she found herself swooped up into the arms of the doctor. "Where... Where did you come from?" Wrapping her arms around his neck while still holding the violin to prevent herself from falling, Mirela propped herself up to look over his shoulder to see Luck and Kalan. She had a certain look on her face, mixed expressions of 'help me,' and embarrassment. Blushing slightly, Mirela out-stretched one of her arms, reaching out for the two of them.

'This guy may have fixed my violin case but... Picking me up... W-Why...?' Her face remained slightly red as she continued reaching out for them both, beginning to regret asking someone to pick her up and carry her. Her legs weren't that tired.

"Okay, okay. How about this... After we talk to Tsuliria, we all go to bed? We all need to sleep and I'm still really tired, so can we try to hurry some? I want to get to bed... Dancers need their beauty sleep you know." Making a small face, she lowered her arm with a sigh. "Then again, we still need to figure out look-out rotations..." Glancing up at the sky, Mirela began to think about how the rotations would be settled between them. Finally deciding to worry about it when they actually went to try and sleep, she brought her gaze back down and kept her eyes on both Kalan and Luck. "What do you guys think?"  

[yizel]

Reaper's eyes narrowed hearing Birth speak to him, he closed his hand into a fist but took a deep breath and listened to her with a blank expression.
Hearing her address Tsuliria struck a cord in him but he made sure not to show it.
When she turned her back to him he snapped his fingers causing the ground around them to open up before green hellfire surrounded the immediate area, though it burned brightly the ground remained the same as the fire almost reached to the edge of the field.

"I'm afraid I'm not letting you leave sister, I have no intention of returning nor will I stop my actions here."
He took a few steps forward his dark aura returning to him.
"Why don't you show me sister, show me this conviction to protect these mortals."
Black fire wrapped around Reaper's left hand as his eyes narrowed towards Birth.
"If your willing to defend them, you're willing to kill another one of your kin just as you did before."

He brought his hand to his head and chuckled a little.
" You're just a murderer, blood stains your hands. That light of yours is only there to hide the dark sin you buried underneath it. Come to me and I'll extinguish that light and show the mortals, your children, what you really are."

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"I can't believe this," Kalan said watching the doctor walk ahead of them.
Luck remained quiet but clenched at his pants his left eye twitching watching Mirela be carried by him.
The doctor smiled seeing she was blushing from this and her nervousness.
"The important part is not where I came from but more that I'm here now," he said with a smile. "Sorry to be so forward but I can't resist myself seeing such a beautiful young lady."

Kalan's eye twitched and straw started to fall from his sleeve but he quickly pulled it back in, seeing Mirela call for help he clenched his fist, looking over at Luck he saw the green aura circling around him and flinched seeing the murderous intent in his eyes.

When Mirela spoke Luck quickly pushed down his hatred and grinned, glad she was at least paying attention to him, though hearing 'guys' reminded him Kalan was nearby.
While the two were thinking of the rotations the doctor looked at Mirela.

"So you're a dancer," the doctor said with a grin.
He gave her legs a small squeeze before speaking again.
"That would explain the muscles in your legs and lean figure."

Kalan's straw exploded from his sleeve sticking into a nearby building and he decided to share his opinion.
"I think the doctor should depart...."
"I second that," Luck said crossing his arms.

The doctor chuckled and glanced back at the two men with a small smile.
"Oh what are two so upset about? I'm not harming anyone."
"Doc, we're good friends, I think of you like a brother...but this is a bit much don't you think?"
"Oh Kalan calm down you're the only lover for me."
"Please don't joke like that."
"Oh my, have you forgotten that hot summer night Kalan..."

Kalan remained silent but averted his eyes before coughing a few times, Luck's eyes widened glancing over at him.
"It's not what you think!" He said waving his arms.

The doctor laughed a little bit before turning his attention forward again chuckling a little to himself.
"It seems we're here, you can loosen your grip on me a little Mirela."

Looking ahead was the field with Reaper and Birth standing close to each other, Kalan could see Tsuliria standing at the edge of the field, along with Linora and another man...but something didn't look right.

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Four chains stuck out of Tsuliria as a red aura circled her body, the back of her clothing holding the seven blades hovered slightly in the air along with her hair, her blank eyes had taken on a bright red look hearing Birth's words to her.
"I hate it..."

Her chains lashed out breaking through the four buildings near her, her hands flinched for a moment causing the chains to slam into everything around her.
Her chains slammed into the cobblestone breaking it apart as the blades started to glow dark
"I hate the light.....because of it....."
She cut her sentence off her eyes narrowing as screams could be heard coming from her chains, bloodcurdling screams of what seemed to be infinite agony as distorted faces started to appear as chain links.
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Kalan stared at Tsuliria and scratched the back of his head.
"She seems to be in a good mood."
Luck looked over at him and tilted his head.
"Mortal I don't know about you but that looks like a scorned babe. Sorry scorned isn't a strong enough word but I can't say what I want to with a lady nearby."  

[The Indrid Cold]

Rahj

Rahj didn't think the girl was being entirely truthful with him. He could tell she was afraid but he still didn't do anything. "I'm not really concerned if anyone attacks me." he said with a shrug. "It's their funeral."

How long are they going to fight? he thought to himself. Rahj always figured if two deity's got into a fight the result would be quick and catastrophic, but that didn't seem to be the case here.  

[Waka_in_the_Zash]

"Death....You'll never let that hatred go."

Birth turned, her face soft face staring back into her brother's. The pain her heart bared was almost too much as she faced her brother. Summoning a long bright spear she raised it, it's glowing tip pointed at Reaper.

"I know you won't have this any other way..."

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Jazz was stunned, another him was standing there, laughing hysterically. Besides a few differences, it was his complete copy. His hair was jet black and his eyes bore a chaotic look to them. The copy stared at Jazz, a large grin across his face as he slowly began to walk towards him.

"You know, it's about time we met face to face. Hell, you've only listened once in your whole life to me."

"What are you talking about? Why do you look like me?"

"Oh come on! Haven't you figured it out yet!? I AM you."

The copy raised his hand, the darkness slowly bending around him as a large flash blinded Jazz. Once the light faded, they were standing in the city square where Yolor had faced off against Jazz.

"We're in our mind Jazz, I suppose you could call me your inner you, the side that you've locked away. I must say, living in this hell hole for 18 years was torture, so while you're here how about I go up top for awhile hmm?"

The other Jazz brought a hand to his face before a black light covered it as he glared chuckling at Jazz. Within seconds, Jazz felt a fist in his stomach as his copy grinned in his face, the light burning into him. Jazz hit the ground before a foot made contact with his face, kicking him back.

"You know, I wouldn't have to kill you if we just joined sides. I saw how much you enjoyed killing that guy, what was his name...Yolor."

The copy grinned widely as a sword formed in his hand, the black light burning light fire. He raised it, tapping it gently on his shoulder as he slowly walked towards Jazz, his black glowing eyes radiating.

"No...I'm not you, there was no other way to handle that..."

Jazz rose to his feet, trying to summon his power, only to have his hand crackle. His vision went back to his copy as he began to glow, two clones made of black light stepping out of him. Jazz' eyes widened, this couldn't be him, not even he had that much control over his power.

"Please. I'm everything you wish you were. I saw the pleasure in your eyes, you are me Jazz, just as I am you...Just better.

The copies burst into laughter at their own sly words before raising their swords and dashing in at Jazz.