A Reunion of the Tempest and Holy Variety

Aayla had to shut her eyes for a moment as the orb of light shot out from Kiersa's body. She would have shielded her eyes, but she needed to keep her claws exactly where they were, piercing Kiersa's back to keep her in place. Slowly, her claws were becoming drenched in Kiersa's blood, and that would be good enough for her master to use... Whenever Kiersa spoke next however, she felt her attention inexplicably drawn to the girl. She had asked her a question, and she felt like telling her nothing more than the truth... however, there would have been no reason for her to lie about her intentions.

"I need your blood, simple as that. And you've given me more than I even needed..."
She began, leaning towards Kiersa so that she could whisper into the girls ear. Her head brushed so closely to her face, that her right pigtail brushed against the blood pouring from Kiersa's eyes.

"Aayla's been waiting for you... and for Cirven, and even Marrick... she's all alone."
She whispered, her tone barely audible even to the blond haired mage. With that done, she pulled her head back, chuckling softly and then glaring towards her wings when she felt someone begin to pound against them. No doubt her spirit.

"I'm afraid I have to go."
She stated next as she forced her wings open, using them to push Capricorn aside before she released Kiersa and jumped up into the sky to get out of their reach.

"Brother! Let's go!"

Kiersa fell to the floor as Aayla let go of her, or whatever this creature was... Her blood stained eyes shot up towards where she heard the voice and she bared her teeth in a darkened snarl. "No... you won't..." she said, drawing her second key. "Open the Gate of the Eagle! Aquilla!" she invoked, before plunging her hands to the ground. "Clad mine flesh in thine vestments, sacred shield of the Dragon of Divinity, sheathe to the sacred blade of Arturia! Lend me thine light, and grace mine allies even as thou damn mine foes! Shine forth, Avalon! Stigmata of the Penitent!" the blonde nun roared, a blinding beam of light encompassing her before shattering, revealing her holy artifact armour, her blood evaporating and the divine chains wrapping around her arms before shooting up into the air towards Aayla, even as the Eagle Spirit appeared and took flight as well towards the Aayla-Thing.

"You dare to desecrate her form... you dare to desecrate her voice... you dare to desecrate Aayla! I WILL NOT ALLOW IT!" roared Kiersa as she tried to bring the hopefully bound Aayla-Thing crashing to the ground, whilst Aquilla worked on trying to punch and kick the Aayla-Thing, her hands and feet crackling with her Celestial Lightning magic encompassing them. Whatever this thing was, it was using Aayla's magic, and she remembered Aayla and her fears of thunder, her weakness to lightning... something that Aquilla had in abundance. With every strike, it sounded like thunder rumbling around them.

Kiersa took no pleasure in this, but then again, this thing wasn't Aayla Mizune... and she would rather see it destroyed than allow it to exist any longer.

The two Cirven's clashed weapons over and over sending electricity and flames all over the room more and more. This gave more fuel to the flames literally and caused the building to start to fall apart from the burning. They both clashed blades one more time and were in a deadlock until both pushed off from each other using their enhanced strength.

The fake smiled evilly at Cirven as he figured something out that he didn't think the other knew. "I wonder if you noticed what was happening here." He chuckled as Cirven looked around them more to see how bad the fire was spreading. "This will be your grave and I will be the only one left. The one to live a life that is mine to live!" As he spoke the fake used his power over flames and became an ebodiment of them himself. He moved through the flames and out of the building leaving Cirven alone in the burning down home.

Outside the fake heard his sister call out to him and watched as she attempted to leave but was about to be attacked by some spirit that the now angry nun had summoned. He used his flames to rocket him towards the nun and the bird and took a swing with his massive blade made of flame at both of them. "DIE!!" He yelled out as the weapon swung down towards them.

Lumina was plowing through the mooks that cirven had left her to fight, they were hardly a challenge. From what it seemed these guys had not expected a third fighter to be on the field, and they were clearly not meant for close range fighting. Lumina had just dispatched another when she felt the tingle of magic to her right, she started to turn thinking that it was one of the mooks trying to cast a spell at her. She was sorely surprised when she took a blow from the side which sent her flying into the courtyard of the local church.

"Now now young lady, you left yourself open." Said a strong fatherly voice, "Always watch your flanks, or someone might take advantage of it."

Lumina scrambled to her feet trying to get up a defense, she failed as the man rushed forward and delivered a blow to Lumina's unprepared defense. This sent her through the thick wooden door's of the church, this time though Lumina rolled with the blow and when she impacted the door she rolled with it. As she came towards the ground she righted herself in the air and landed on her feet, the door flying off somewhere in the church. Lumina was ready for another attack, one that never came.

"Oh come on I'm not that unfair." The speaker was a man with white hair, "but if i wanted to kill you i could." the man stopped at the door, "My name is Vandris Whole-brook, Member of the..." The man sighed, "What is your name little one?"

Lumina glared daggers at the man, refusing to speak and keeping her guard up. "Your odd? didn't you just want to fight?" Lumina cocked her head, she lowered her fists, "Lumina, my name is lumina."

"lumina... where have i seen that name..." the man walked past Lumina farther into the church then stopped suddenly, "RIGHT! your the girl from they encountered when hunting the dragons nest right? well then little one lets see what makes you so scary." The Man dropped into a fighting stance. "No tricks, no magic... just your fists."

Vandris:

Lumina's HP 88%/100%
Lumina's MP 90%/100%

"How dare I? You make it sound like I created myself, idiot!"
Aayla flew up as fast as she could go, spinning around in circles, slowing down and dodging the chains that were suddenly launched up at her. While the holy light from earlier was in fact blinding, she found it had little effect on her body as she had expected it to have. She was just a copy after-all... who knew what it could have done. Apparently, she was a pretty damn good copy for it not to fully blind or even hurt her.

Just as she thought that she would get away from the chains, she felt one of them wrap around her armored ankle and tug at her. Meanwhile, the creature known as Aquila would come down on her, her talons slashing down into her armored arms with a thunderous crash. This caused shudders to run down Aayla's spine but she refused to let down her guard or back down as Kiersa attempted to tug her back to the ground.

"Damn it... The more you hurt me, the more you're hurting the real me you know!"
She yelled down at the nun while trying to protect herself long enough for Cirven's attack to connect and set her free.

Capricorn appeared next to Copy Cirven, as if from nowhere, aiming to land a solid gut punch straight into the Copy Cirven that would potentially send him flying back a bit. "Forget about meh?" he asked of the Clone. "You will not harm her." the Spirit of the Goat constellation said, hurling himself at the Clone to engage him in a flurry of high speed punches and kicks, trying to keep him off-balance and put him down.

Meanwhile the nun heard the Copy Aayla's words and gritted her teeth. "I don't believe you!" she cried, Aquilla continuing her thunderous assault on the transformed girl, using her Lightning to try and super-heat the metallic substance that was her Take Over, thus hopefully creating weak spots for her to take advantage of.

The fake Cirven was not ready at all for the goat spirit's fist slamming into his chest and was sent flying away as thought he would be from the attack. He landed on his feet and before he could move to dodge anything else Capricorn was back onto him slamming his fists and feet into his body. There was a problem though and Capricorn would quickly figure out that his attacks were simply him punching and kicking into flames at the Fake's flame body ability which would injure the goat with each attack he threw that connected.

"You stupid piece of.." The Fake raised his flaming blade above his shoulder and started to move the blade to slash across the spirit. "..SHIT!" Before the blade could hit the injured spirit though wind soared from out of the flaming building and stopped just in front of the attack. The real Cirven then blocked the flaming blade with three of the Tanka blades in his left hand and used the other three to slash across the chest of the Fake. The Fake jumped away and clutched his chest from the three slashes now across it.

"Sorry, Goat. I was sort of waiting for a good moment to strike him rather than constantly bashing heads with him. I was pretty sure you had him at least until that hole was shown. Go and help Kiersa while I take down this fake." Cirven spoke as he approached the clone of himself who seemed to be furious at the tactic used against him. "I'll.." White flames erupted around the clone Cirven and shot up into the sky above him like a beacon. "I'LL KILL YOU AND EVERYONE ELSE HERE!!"

The real Cirven grinned as his fake morphed into the demonic form that he used to have in the past. "They really did copy me well..." He stopped and waited for the attack that the fake would use against him.

Lumina narrowed her eyes at the man, "no magic? why are you being so... different the the other idiots here?" Lumina dropped into a fighting stance.

"because... Its what i choose." the man smiled as he spoke. "I was told to observe that man Cirven. I was not expecting to see you here and i can't gauge your strength watching you trounce those Idiots. So i will fight you myself, make sense?" The man opened his hand and motioned her to come at him. "well then... Test your might!"

Lumina didn't need to be told again, she leapt forward punching with her right fist. Vandris blocked the strike easy and lashed out with his foot, catching Lumina right in the chest. Lumina skidded backwards, placing her hand on the ground so she didn't fall. Vandris charged after her, Bringing hes foot over Lumina head and bringing it down with titanic force. Lumina rolled to her right, putting Vandris in line with the wall, as his foot cracked the stone floor where she had just been standing. She didn't give him time to recover by shoulder charging him into the wall, he let out a gasp as he impacted the wall. Lumina Pressed hard against him, then suddenly Pulled back, reeling her fist back and lashing out at him. Vandris twisted out of the way, Lumina hit the wall with enough force to crack its surface. Vandris finished his twist with a spin and backhanded Lumina with in the back of the head, driving her into the already cracked wall. The wall cracked more as she impacted it, this time a large portion of it falling away. Before Lumina could get her footing Vandris pulled her backwards and delivered a turning Kick right to her gut, throwing her across the room into a pillar. She grimaced at the man who held his ground.

"Not bad... Not bad at all. But you lack refinement and your attacks are wild and undisciplined." The man eased up his stance. "I can help you out if you let me."

"Go..." Lumina coughed up some blood. "Go to hell" She pushed herself upright and dropped back into her fighting stance.

"GOOD! I like that spunk." Vandris smiled and moved in to continue his assault.  

Lumina's HP 70%/100%
Lumina's MP 90%/100%

"Are you really willing to risk it?"
Aayla demanded of the blond with a saddened look. She felt Aquila's talon come crashing down into her armor again and winced as she felt it beginning to crack. This form was probably her best option to get away, and here this dumb bird was breaking it.

"Kiersa... please just... let me go... You can hate us all you want, but there's nothing we can do about who we are! We're only doing what we have to, to stay alive! Let me go... and maybe you can save the real Aayla... no one deserves what she's going through..."
She attempted to plead, swinging her body around to swat at Aquila's talons before they hit the weak spot in her armor again, but instead felt her talons land a hit to her chest. Lightning danced around the spot before causing the clone Aayla to cry out in pain and suddenly start dropping from the sky.

Capricorn nodded at the real Cirven. "Took long enough." the Goat said, a slight smirk on his face before he hurried to his Summoner's side. Said summoner was now looking up at FakeAayla, her eyes clear of blood and looking at the armoured flying girl. "I... I don't hate you..." she said, the chains of her holy magic dissipating as she couldn't maintain the spell any longer. "I... I pity you... your life isn't your own... your face is another's face... even your magic is another's magic..." said Kiersa, watching as Aayla's copy fell from the sky.

"Capricorn, catch her..." she ordered, the Goat Spirit nodding before moving into position to catch the girl before she hit the ground, Aquilla hovering nearby in case the girl tried to deceive them again. The blonde nun went up to the girl, and moved to pull out a cloth to wipe away the girls tears and blood. "...Could you really allow another to exist like you? Forever trapped as anothers shadow? Their mirror?" the armoured nun asked the clone.

"You need my blood you said... or rather, whoever sent you does... You have a choice... either do as this person tells you, and condemn another soul to a life as an eternal mirror, forever being compared to someone they are not... or, strike your own path, become your own person... destroy the blood you took..." said Kiersa, looking at this duplicate of her friend.

She offered her hand to the girl. "We could start over... I'm Kiersa Bec... what's your name?" asked the nun, trying to keep herself from falling apart from this insane situation she had found herself in.

The fake Cirven had collected all of the flames around him into his own body. "You will die here! You are the fake! You are the weak one! I have all of your memories! All of your desires! All of your wit! Everything I am is you!" The flames he had just absorbed reacted to his anger and erupted out more and more with each sentence he spoke. "I will be seen as the real Cirven Mizune when you are gone and there is no question about who the real one is!" The fake then placed his opened right hand out facing Cirven and concentrated all of his flames into the same hand. He used his left hand for support and placed one foot behind the other for more support. "This is an attack that you didn't even come up with while you had this power! FLAME DEMON'S SCORCHER BOMB!!" Upon the fake yelling out the name of his attack the flames concentrated in his left arm shot out in a massive ball that was even bigger than his own body and covered the passage in the desert street as it moved forward. It was so powerful to shoot out that it pushed the fake back some feet when shot out. The destructive power of the flames would be enough to completely destroy one side of the small abandoned town and possibly take out all who were still in it.

Cirven looked at the attack that was quickly approaching him and sighed. He didn't like what he had to do next really but he knew he had to do it. This clone of him was not something that could exist with how it was and who was controlling it. Cirven placed his hand out just before the mass of white flames reached him and readied himself for what was next.

Back with the fake, he watched as the massive flame collided with Cirven. He was holding him now limp arm from the attack he had just launched while his face was in a grimace from pain. The massive ball of fire exploded causing the fake to smile. "I.. Did.. It.." He started to laugh out of happiness but stopped when he saw the flames were disappearing. "What the hell?!" He couldn't understand it. He had hit Cirven right? There was no way someone could just be fine after that attack. He then saw what was really happening. Cirven was absorbing the flames into his body. "No.. No.. NO!!" The fake started to run towards Cirven out of anger still holding his limp arm.

"I have learned a few tricks that they can't exactly just give a clone, you know. Plus I'm not exactly the same person as I was in the past like how you are." Cirven had absorbed all of the flames and then aimed his own hand at his fake in a similar way as the fake had done earlier which caused him to stop in shock. Wait.. You got to be kidding right? The fake was completely shocked by the similar stance. "Thank you for allowing me to gain my old fire abilities one last time." Cirven then fired off a similar massive ball of flame as the fake had done so earlier which even then still completely caught the fake off guard so much that he didn't move.

The flames collided with the fake and exploded, completely enveloping him in the Demon Slayer flames. After the attack the flames had covered the buildings nearby and most of the sandy road between them. Cirven was able to shoot off a version of the attack that was not as destructive to the surroundings. He then walked to the place where the attack had hit to see a burnt fake of himself on the ground. "You.. Really are.. The real Cirven.. I cannot measure up to you it looks like.." Tears formed in the eyes of the fake and Cirven did not respond. The fake laughed lightly while coughing a bit with it. "It was always.. Pretty ironic.. Huh? A demon.. Using a magic.. In order to kill.. Demons.. Way too ironic..." The fake stared up to Cirven and then the sky behind him as his last words came out from his mouth. Cirven sighed and leaned over to shut the eyes of the fake and then turned away from it as he moved to go and help the others.

Vandris struck at Lumina with everything he had, pushing her backwards with each attack. Lumina tried to block as many attacks as she could, but Vandris was far more skilled then she was. She back peddled farther and farther until he foot caught on a part of the floor that was cracked, she felt her balance tip and she fell to the ground. Vandris gave her a kick to the side that tossed her a bit across the room, she landed hard but rolled to her feet only to get slugged in the face. Lumina took the blow this time, using the force to help spin her around, she lashed out with her own attack. Her blow landed hard, taking Vandris in the side of the face. Vandris was a bit stunned that she could find a opening despite being wailed on like she was. Lumina started returning the favor slugging Vandris in every place she could reach, Vandris couldn't do much other than take the blows. Lumina's punches were strong but misplaced and eventually Vandris got the upper hand, knocking her on he butt and putting his foot on her thoat.

"Well this has been fun... you need a lot of work... i can help... but not right now." Vandris stomped on her chest, driving the air from her lungs. "Right... there is a prison... in the glaciers, they have someone that is important. best stop them." With that Vandris took off, all Lumina could do is lay there on the broken floor.

"oof"
The sound escaped her as the goat spirit caught her in his arms before the clone hit the ground. She looked back at the goat spirit as her takeover form also began to dissapeare, leaving the girl back in her original state. When they landed, she quickly attempted to push herself out of Capricorns arms, stepping away from him, and from Aquila as she kept her arms close to her chest, eyeing them both dangerously.

"You don't understand anything. You think it's easy, you make it sound like I have a choice but I don't. I have to this even if it means creating someone else like us. I already am my own person, my life and my fate, are just tied to the one that made me... You need... to let me leave..."
She tried to explain as calmly as she could, however, now that she was cornered, panic began to rise in her voice, and tears began streaming down her face as she watched the clone of her brother die at the hands of his original. This was fantastic... she was going to die, long before she could get this blood to her master... why the hell did the real Cirven have to show up anyways? Kiersa alone would have been easier to deal with, even with her damned spirits.

"My name is.... AGHH!"
A sudden shrief escaped her lips as lightning began to dance around her neck, shocking the young girls body even more fiercly than Aquila's talons had. Aayla dropped to her knees as her hands moved up to cover her neck, her cries of pain still escaping her lips as lightning continued to course through her.

"Master... please..."
The girl whined in desperation to the sudden torture. Obviously, she had begun to speak too much, possibly revealing more than her master had wanted her too.

Kiersa's eyes widened as the Aayla clone's neck began to dance with lightning. She looked to Aquilla who shook her head. "Not my doing." was the Eagle Spirits reply to the unspoken question. She looked at the Clone in concern, her eyes looking around for a possible source. "Aquilla, take to the skies, try to see anyone around who's doing this. Must be a lacrima or something if not." she ordered, the Spirit of the Eagle constellation nodding and taking to the air, trying to locate the source of the torture.

The blonde nun looked at the girl and then wrapped herself around her, the lightning being partially redirected to herself and electrocuting her as well. She cried out as the pain began to inflict itself to her. "Whoever you are, stop! You're hurting her! Why would you do this?" she cried out to whoever the clones unknown Master was, the electrial shocks transferring equally between the two of them.

"You want my blood! Stop shocking her or you'll kill us both! Then you won't have anyone to collect your precious blood!" she called out into the air around them, holding onto the clone of Aayla no matter what.

Cirven had made his way to Kiersa and her summons while they were dealing with the fake Aayla. The fake being of his sister that Cor Torva had killed just because he did not want to listen to their orders and kill someone else. Just because they could not get their way. His six electrical blades followed near him as he stepped closer to the group. They each sparked out violently from reacting to the anger swelling up inside of him.

His eyes widened as he saw Kiersa hug the girl suddenly and he rushed over while hearing her with his enhanced hearing saying something about stopping and that if they wanted her blood that killing the fake wouldn't help them achieve their goals of getting her blood. "You idiot..!" He yelled out as he grabbed Kiersa shoulder and pulled her off of the fake Aayla. His six swords surrounded the fake and sparked as if like a pack of wolves ready to strike a helpless deer. "This thing is a fake! A manufactured being made to look like, sound like and in every way physically be Aayla! You are falling for her bull shit!" He yelled at the nun while keeping the fake in his view so he knew if to have the swords strike or not.

Before he could continue yelling though a voice echoed around them as if from hidden speakers. "This party seems to be drawing to its end. I'm sorry nun but your blood was not what we were after really. It was only a bonus if we got it but not anything we really wanted that badly." The voice was manly but not that deep and sounded confident. "Its always better to test your enemies somehow rather than just jump in blindly, isn't it?" The voice then chuckled some and stopped. All of the Cor Torva men that were around dispersed into magic also only leaving the Cirven, Lumina and Kiersa to deal with the fake Aayla. "A test..?" Cirven clutched his hands into fists and used his right fist to punch into a building near him, breaking down the wall from the strike. "Thats why the info was so easy to get of what was going on..!" He then turned to the fake Aayla still surrounded by his blades. "Before I fry you to death with electricity, what do you know of what they want? It might save you a few minutes more of life."

The lightning that now danced between both herself and Kiersa continued even through Kiersa's speech of killing them both. Only whenever Cirven showed up and pulled them apart did the lightning stop hurting both girls, disappearing almost as fast as it had come. It would have seemed pretty suspicious if the man didn't appear and start taunting the nun and the clones 'brother'. He explained how this was just a test and they never truly intended to be successful in their endeavor, something the fake knew all too well to be true... however, she saw this as her final attempt at getting free... at earning enough sympathy that she would be able to get away with the blood she had collected and possibly congratulated upon her return home... She wouldn't be like her sisters... no she didn't want to be immediately expendable...

"A test?! You mean you lied to us! We're just expendable toys to you!"
Aayla cried out against the man, hoping he would catch wind of what it was she was doing. However first, she had to face Cirven as he surrounded her with many of his magical swords. She looked up into Cirven's face with a look of panic upon her own.

"Please... I don't know anything more than what Aayla know... They wouldn't tell an expendable pawn would they... Please..."
She pleaded, shifting from her seated position to get onto her knees where she actually bowed in front of Cirven, her hands moving to cover her head from the impeding death by electricity.

"Please..."