Festival Week End / Hououmon's Destiny

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Who: Open to All
What: Festival Closing Ceremony
When: March 22nd, Late Evening
Where: Phoenix Colosseum

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[stupidly_dead]

"THIS WAS NOT IN MY CONTRACT!" howled Laz as he flung another fireball into the crowd. "Master, we must flee!"

"In a minute!" The warlock had decided the time for subtlty was over, and he was hurling Shadow Bolts, Life Taps Hellfires and Fears into the crowd, spamming the lot out of his Cooldowns. "I'm almost out of pots and I'm not about to go down when I can't find the GY where!"

"You don't know if there's a spirit healer here or not!" screeched Laz as he leapt over a pack of charging digimon. "MASTER!"

"Bloody... FEAR!" Primal fear engulphed the pair and they charged into the opposite direction. Jarrod allowed himself a moment of satisfaction before a Minotarumon slammed him upside the head. "BLOITING FLACK-JAWED...!" cursed Jarrod as he was pitched into the crowd.

[every_thorn]

There was a fierce battle cry as Rose dove into the fray, beating off people with her staff--she'd never been so glad for the D-Reader. If she hadn't scanned it, she was sure she'd be toast. V-mon was doing well herself, while unarmed, and they managed to clear some of the mob away from Jarrod.

"You okay?" Rose asked, though her eyes were still on the crowd.

[stupidly_dead]

"Ugh, just peachy love," groused Jarrod as he raised his arms and cast a Curse of Agony upon the same Minotarumon who bellowed in pain. "Suck on this y'bloarging fracker! FEAR!"

The Minotarumon seized up and ran screaming. "One down," hoped Jarrod as he drew his wand. "C'mon ya pansies! My granny hits harder than you and she's a Priest!"

[every_thorn]

"Great," Rose answered, shooting a few Digimon down with a stun blast from her staff. Those and the blade were reserved only for the most dangerous--the rest could be stopped by the staff itself and martial arts.

"You sure love finding crazy people," V-mon said, and Rose grinned despite the danger.

[stupidly_dead]

"To be a warlock you have to be pretty crazy indeed!" grinned Jarrod as he Feared another one into the crowd, only for the hole in the mobs to be replaced by another. Life Tapping, he restored his mana as Laz fired another random Firebolt into the crowd. "I'm getting low on health and mana," grumbled Jarrod.

"Aren't we getting any EXP Master?" demanded Laz.

"I've been avoiding killing them!" snapped Jarrod. "And even our party member isn't killing them which means no EXP for any of us!"

"We could use a DING right about now, that's for sure," grumbled the Impmon as he set another on fire. "C'mon, we were so close when we arrived!"

Jarrod opened his mouth to reply to that when a Tankmon shell burst his chest open, showering green goo everywhere. "MASTER!" cried Impmon as he faded away, their connection severed.

[every_thorn]

Rose unleashed a volley of Cantonese swears she'd picked up from the many times Lao Shi had yelled at Jake. She was all set to open the Tankmon like a tin can when V-mon cried, "Wait!" and held up her bracelet, which was shining brightly. "We need to get them from the air! And we need to get out of here

[stupidly_dead]

The corpse lay there, like it was supposed to have three years ago when suddenly violet light flared up around it and spiraled into the sky like pinpricks. The corpse, aformentioned to be named Jarrod, sat up, looked around bewildered as Rose landed.

"AW SHIT!" proclaimed Jarrod. "That blasted Tank-thing made me use my Soulstone!" Getting to his feet, his eyes flared with unholy yellow light. "NOW IT IS TIME TO SEE WHAT THIS WARLOCK CAN DO! NO KID GLOVES!"

Jarrod cast a spell, reaching deep into the realm of the demons. He hadn't learned the second major minion summoning spell yet, but there was always today to try. "SUMMON: VOIDWALKER!" He screamed, crackling violet light erupting around him.

Instead of a deep violet voidwalker however, what he got was a remarkably huge Bakemon. But as it rose up, it looked at Jarrod and then at the Tankmon. "~~I~~~ MUST FEED~~~" It hissed.

And then tore the Tankmon apart with a Torment Spell.

[every_thorn]

Rose whispered another Cantonese curse in shock, though more in response to the Bakemon's carnage than Jarrod's regeneration. Airdramon, however, was furious.

"We're trying to prove the Tamers are the good guys here! Rose, help me out!"

It didn't take long for her to recover and leap for the Bakemon, her staff blade-side first. She'd seen plenty of worse things in the Huntsclan, but she hadn't expected to see the atrocities that were being committed here. She was going soft.

[stupidly_dead]

"STOP!" shouted Jarrod before Rose could destroy it, and the Bakemon halted. "ENOUGH!"

For once in his life, Jarrod felt the pure rage of the Horde course through his body, but it was tinged with the self-said madness of being Forsaken.

Wearily, the light went out in his eyes and he dropped to his knees. A hand dismissed the Bakemon who faded back into the Nether. "Shit," he said wearily, dropping to his hands.

You grow weak... power must be gained... kill them... kill them all...

Shivering, Jarrod curled in on himself as the smooth voice of the Lich King floated in his mind. But was it truly Arthas or his own savage nature?

"I'm a monster," stated Jarrod for the first time in his life.

[every_thorn]

"No, you're not," Rose insisted as she quickly switched to fighting those in the mob who were taking advantage of Jarrod's trauma. "At least, it doesn't look like it to me. You have a choice in whatever you do--it's like someone told me once, every thorn has got to have a rose." She got back onto Airdramon's back and looked at Jarrod before they flew off. "You have a choice in this." She held out a hand.

[stupidly_dead]

Jarrod considered her words and took her hand, careful not to cut it with his long taloned fingers. "I'm sorry, for what it's worth." He managed a little smile. "For what it's worth, I'm Jarrod. Nice to meet you."

[every_thorn]

With surprising strength for a teenage girl, Rose pulled him up. "I'm Rose. And don't worry about it. I've had some time to come to terms with everything. Right now, let's get out of here."

[stupidly_dead]

"Right love," said Jarrod, managing a sort of weak grin as he clambered up to Airdramon's back alongside Rose. "Don't worry bout Laz, I'll summon him right back. He'll be fine. Let's get moving."