Stand Our Ground: May 15th (Action Sequence part 3)

[gemini_604]

(ooc: I am not satisfied with this entry so I will be coming back to punch it up a little. It takes place about the same time as Joey's entry, right after the events on Keith's entry.)

We left the castle in the early morning of May 15th. We are loaded with guns, a sword, a chrome bat, magic, and Duel Monsters. We may not be Aurum Knights, but I know

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[violetrosedew]

*keeps his grip tight around Trace, remembering the last time he was on a motorcyle with Raphael and was scared the first time, remembers how to lean into the turns as Trace navigates the terrain, keeping his head down, like Malik had taught him on another ride around Christmas last year when he wasn't as scared to keep the from getting hit in the face by a stray twig or two that may fly up and hit him, not taking the chance, feeling the gravity of the situation hit him the closer they approach Dartz, knowing that turning back now would mean death to Yugi if he wasn't there to help out in some way, lets out a yelp when Trace hits a bump* How much longer?! *his helmet stifling the noise around him, making it harder to hear a reply*

[gemini_604]

{Thought-speak: Not far! We're getting close now!}

*The group finally reaches the perimeter to find Dartz. Yugi can't help but briefly wonder how fair it was for Dartz to be so limited in his teleportation. Stress will do that to you... He looks into the reflective surface of Tristen's motorcycle as Trace and Zigfried come in last.* Dartz! We're all here! Please, get us the hell over to our friends!

[dartzdarkone]

*his face visible in the reflection on the paint, looks around and smirks* A mortorcylce? I have never been called through a motorcycle before. This is indeed a first. *his hand comes out of the tank as the rest of him follows* That's a tight fit. *pulls his hair out of the tank*

[gunman_hiroto]

*to Yugi, in Japanese* What did you just do to my bike?! *at Dartz* And what the fuck is he doing coming out of it?!

[mightymrhoward]

Keith rode point. He led the others through the forest. Tristan was behind him a ways. Couldn't be helped though, with an extra body weighing him down. Trace was even farther back. While Tristan and the large American were taking the bumpy floor in leaps and bounds, the older mage was carefully navigating through

[gemini_604]

*Yugi loads up his duel disk and draws his first card. Lucky him! Silent swordsman level 3! He summons it, and orders it to back up Keith. The short monster quickly goes to stand behind Keith, sword at the ready.*

[violetrosedew]

*his hands glows, sending sparks flying in a radius of a few feet, his aura powering up and glows intensely, raises his hands, his hair flying up along with the intense energy sending out the bright blue flash as lightening crashed not far from the center of the demon mass* Eat lightning! *a loud crash and boom as bodies spread out, singing and screaming demons scatter in all directions, a small fire started where the lightning struck*

[agronaut]

Trace settled the bike behind the corpse and leaped off. He took a second to analyze the situation before turning to give orders. "Schroeder! I want a barier up right here, defensive spells need to be cast now! Moto! Summon a defensive line, and something fast too. Then stay next to Schroeder. Taylor! Fall back and defend them. Bandit! On me!" He jumped onto the back of th felled giant and moved his fingers in and intricate gestures and the air around him seemed to come to life. He carefully ripped pieces of the living air from their places around him and began forming an glowing orb of energy in his palm. He muttered a few arcane words and sent the ball flying towards a group of demons. It exploded in a ball of fire so bright that if Trace hadn't though to look away for a moment, he would have been temporarily blinded. When the flash had passed, he was already moving to help Keith. He found his way to be blocked by a smallish demon. One he recognized from years before. "You will not escape this time, imp." The small red man laughed

[agronaut]

Trace turned and took a look around. There was no sign of Atem, Joey, or Varon. To make things worse, Keith had destroyed his bike, and The Imp was bound to return sooner or later. He winced and he heard the high pitched voice calling on arcane energies. "Damnit!" He jumped to the side as a flaming sphere tumbled past him. "Bandit! Take Schroeder on my bike. Taylor takes Moto! Go find them." He turned to the little devil that was now hovering and laughing evilly. A fire came to Trace's eyes and he began to glow with a red aura. "This one's mine" He said in a dark voice.

[armorangel]

(OOC: Third Person POV)

Varon rode Odette as fast as he could. He could smell burning flesh and heard screams in the distance. He snapped the reigns as he yelled and leaned his body nearly flat against Odette's neck and head; lifting his body off the saddle much like a jockey would to cut back on wind resistance.

I'm comin' gouys, jus' hang in the'a. Varon's thoughts and actions became more urgent as he pressed on.

[dartzdarkone]

*looking up from his vantage point, he notices the sky turn an unusual shade of blue that looks almost green, looking toward the horizon then over his shoulder in time to slay a demon that tried to take the battle hardened god by surprise, cleaving the creature clean in half, then in one swift motions twists the blade sending it underhanded and behind him in time to run through another that tried to take him from his back, looking to Trace, his voice loud and forceful* We're going to have company! *spins around after removing the blade and in an upward diagonal swipe cutting another demon that tried to flank him, then in one swift downward and diagnal motion, maintaining his spin killing another, getting ready to cast a spell*

[agronaut]

Trace dropped into a squat and held his hands shoulder height. His palms were facing the sky and his fingers were perpendicular to the ground. As soon as the four humans left the radius, he snapped his knees straight and pushed hi palms up to the sky. A huge wall of fire circled around the warmage and the demon, trapping them both inside. Trace focused his burning eyes on the imp. "Now I make you pay for my friends!"

[flameswordjoey]

Hold on, Atem. ..{{hold on, Joey}} *his struggle to remain conscious is becoming more and more trying as the seconds pass, the cold has begun seeping into his skin, the amount of blood he’s lost and his head injuries affecting him on every level* They’ll come…. *tightens his grasp around Atem's arm, partly to give Atem some reassurance even though he may not notice but also to keep him anchored, he has a duty to watch over his friend

[armorangel]

*approaches Joey, having trouble standing himself for pushing himself so hard, collapses next to Joey, with a weak and tired smirk* Taold ya. *closes his eyes, but remains conscious*

[flameswordjoey]

*doesn't turn his head but smiles* Never doubted you for a second, Hedgehog...

[armorangel]

*eyes still closed, lets out a weak chuckle* You knaow me, I don't stop until the job's done, mate.

[mightymrhoward]

Keith pushed the rock that was covering him off. He looked around at what was left of the forest after the battle. He snapped Vera into her place on his back and looked around for the victor. He saw the familiar sheild lying on the ground and hobbled over to it. Trace was not far from it, face down in the ash. Keith rushed to his side and pushed him over so that he could breath. The tall American checked to see if his boss was still breathing. He was.
With a sigh of relief, he looked around for any other signs of life. "Hey! Is anyone out there? We need some help!"

[dartzdarkone]

*teleports just outside the charred circle and spots Trace and Keith* I heard your call. I can help you.

[mightymrhoward]

"Thank God. He's hurt bad, can you get us to Yogi?"

[dartzdarkone]

*notices Trace's unconscious form and steps forward, his body shedding the once erie glow to give way to a more life-like, human appearance, kneeling and placing his hand on Trace's forehead and the other over his heart, his hands begin to glow and almost meld with Trace's body* He's sustained a lot of damage.