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hereFor too long the firstborn son of Satan's demonic soul had been trapped, denied his rightful control over Daimon's body. Now, thanks to Mei-Xing, he was finally free. The next course of action was obvious- he would have to take control of one of the beings on
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Sasami was probably the happiest she had been in ages. Everything seemed to fit into place just perfectly - a string of friends arriving, them joining her in her house, finally getting a chance at doing her job. It felt like nothing could possibly go wrong.
A few moments later, something did. With Sasami unprepared for what had happened, the Darksoul pounced, the only thing letting anyone know something was wrong was a horrified scream leaving Sasami's lips.
"Hmm... perfect... the fools. They won't harm a child, I know they won't!" the Darksoul spoke. "They're too... kind to do something like that. Though, this is just the beginning. I need someone stronger..."
With that, summoning the trident, the Darksouled Sasami stalked off to find a target...
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And take a look at who just happened to be coming by: that Sasami girl, who was...talking to herself for some reason. The hell? And when did she start carrying a trident.
"You princess!" Hit Girl greeted. "What's going on?"
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"Why do you care, human?" Darksoul!Sasami said, aiming the trident at her. "You always look after number one, so keep doing so, lest you wish to suffer..."
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All jokes aside though, what the hell?
"Is that supposed to be a wand or something? You're not doing magic with the cute redhead too, are you?"
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He had tasted power like this before. The malevolent power of long-dead gods, of ruthless priestesses, of the black pits of hell itself.
And, coldly, inevitably, he knew that his own failure to it was inevitable.
But he had time.
As the Darksoul sank into his essence, sapping the strength of his immortal blood and the divine birthright it carried, worming its way into the cracks of his mind, the elf sat down at his desk, opened his spellbook, and began to purge his memory of every spell he knew. He sealed away all the staffs and wands he could behind wards that he couldn't dispel without the proper spell memorized. He prepared...
and he fought... and, inevitably, he lost.
Perhaps now he could finally convince these blithering ignorami of the value of wizardry!
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"Aibghalien! We could use your assistance with something."
He'd yet to notice that anything was wrong.
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Not long after she'd set to wing she spotted the two on ground level, recognizing the familiar elven wizard Aibghalien as well as the other, draconian if she recalled correctly, Kang. Sweeping once overhead before she swooped around one of the buildings and came to land a distance behind Kang. Even as she landed she could see something different about Aibghalien, as if there were two presences within his form rather than the one as she viewed the world through her Sight.
"Aibghalien, Councilor Kang," She called out in greetings as she padded up beside the Draconian Councilor, she hid any sign of concern from her features though the briefest look to Kang and he would hear her voice in his head my appologies Councilor Kang for the ( ... )
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"My lady Celena," he said, with a wicked grin. "And Kang! Superlative! A magnificent ophidian concordance unparalleled in chronology! Seeking my facilitation.
"At last! At last! Opportunity inevitably presents itself, manipulable prostitute that it is. I regret only my inability to fully demonstrate the exquisite heights of thaumaturgical puissance. Celena, my dear, I beseech but a moment of your time for a demonstration of the virtue of magical enlightenment."
He spun lightly, snapping out a finger towards Kang with a wild grin. "Disintegrate!" But no beam of sickly green light flew forth. "Or perhaps not. Fortunate, no? Your abandoned sorcerous gifts haven't the strength to abjure any effect stronger than a mewling kitten! What esteem you are held in I'll never understand ( ... )
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Maybe he should have been. As he finishes placing the last of the specialized spanners into a pocket of his tool belt, he glances up from the table and over to the glitching console where he last saw Kaylee.
"Kaylee? Are ye about set with the console?"
She's got something in her hand, and Jamie peers at it, trying to get a better look. Is that a trident? Huh.
"Hey, where did ye find that?"
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Heh, hit him, good plan.
Kaylee's eyes travel down the the trident in her hand, and she gives Jamie a little shrug. "I found it, over by the console...but you should see what it can do."
There's a sudden burst of light, and Kaylee's grinning wildly as she swings the trident at Jamie, flames erupting from the end. The trident doubles back again, just in case anything missed the first time, and the Darksoul takes Kaylee to the closest console, fingers of one hand itching to type.
"Let's put this little mind to use."
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He's not quite quick enough to get completely out of the way, however, and the back end of the trident scores a hit on his arm on the way back. There's a moment of searing pain where it strikes, and a quick intake of breath as it registers that he's been hit.
"K-Kaylee?" He staggers back a few steps, giving her a rather stunned look at the same time. There's something very wrong here, but he's not sure just what. Maybe it's that trident.
"Kaylee!" Jamie darts over to where she is, reaching to try and grab the trident and get it away from her. "Ye have to let go of that thing!"
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This is why she was on her way to the public baths for the nth time when she gets a feeling that something's... off. A moment later, with barely a yelp, something indescribably dark had washed over her.
There was a moment of orientation before she looked around, slowly. "Yet another mortal, weak and frail... but not without her uses, as small a stepping stone as it may be." And suddenly, there was a trident in her hand and an evil grin on her face as she strode confidently off to the city.
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Blinking her vision into reality, she grins. It was Kissy! She couldn't fight for drek, anyway. She stops in the middle of the street and wipes a thumb under her nose. "Hey, darksoul! Are choices that bad?" Just noise, while she prepares a manabolt to hurl at Cagalli. It probably wasn't as careless now as it had been inside Daimon.
Still, she could probably use the exercise.
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By now, Cagalli's personality was beginning to assert itself, and blend with the Dark Soul's rage. "You... you witch, haven't you already caused me enough trouble? Enough problems for me?" Both souls agreed on this point, but she didn't actually attack yet.
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With that, she raises her hand. A bolt of harsh pink power crackles forth from it, a manabolt. She's not even playing with this, the attack's aimed directly for Cagalli's face. Mei-Xing fully intends to end the fight quickly, and doesn't particularly care how injured the people she has to fight for are.
It keeps quite a few unsavory tactics open for her.
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Malevolence seizes her mind and instantly, she knows she's being invaded again, and by nothing good. The terror she feels gives her just enough time to fight back and grab the revolver from her hip and fling it over the wall, but before she can act on the impulse to tie her own hands or find some way to incapacitate herself, it's taken full control.
And besides, who needs a gun when you have a trident and can shoot soulfire? Filled to the brim with the violence of the Darksoul, Eva storms off in search of Iniss, or anyone else unfortunate enough to try and get in the way of years of pent-up rage and frustration.
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And that was when she spotted Eva with a trident. It struck her as odd: since when did she have anything like that? In fact, hadn't she seen that before?
"Um, Eva? Are you ok? What are you doing with that?"
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She was being possessed, AGAIN, just like with the Yeerk. she couldn't let that happen to her.
So Katara took a long breath, pulling out her water from the bottle and bending it to wrap around Eva tightly.
"I can't let you do that."
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