Faded Memories of an Angel's Soul! (open)

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"Don't you see, Raina." Famine began, obviously seeming to be unfamiliar with the pinkette. "Evil? Isn't that a little harsh. I'm doing my job. It was Kanix who walked into a dark guild on her own too legs and by taking up this mark she agreed should she ever wrong us that she would offer life." Famines blade had angled down to her chest hovering the tip just at her heart where the insignia rested "You people made her a deal and she's trying to take you up on it, right? The little ability I may have had to love has been gnawed out of me." Famine put as her grip clenched on the hilt of the blade, ready to drive the point into her heart.

A sound like shattering glass and the shape of the body in Famine's grasp had changed completely, some blonde girl in her hold while Kanix had seemed to of switched spots and this confident stranger took her place. Famine stepped back and dropped her blade in confusion, the weapon disbursing into a black hue. In a moment the mage was gone just as quickly as she appeared. Though Kainix had gotten out of that Famine was no longer as deeply outnumbered.

Sol Terumi, Jade Knighthunter, one by one the Fangs were multiplying. Without taking her eyes off of the mages she scooted back till she was right beside Sol, her valued poison dragon. Her expression vexed, a mental face palm contorting from the name Jade had elected to call her. "Shesh Sol, I don't remember sending an invite but I'm glad you got one... You bring her with you on purpose?..." Her words were a whisper to him, taking advantage of the confusion.

Though before she could so much as wait out a reply Leo had turned to her. The brunette was clutching her fists hard enough for her knuckles to go white, jutting up like the spine of a fish. If She'd known Ai or Kanix were on a route to run right into Leo, and into Heero, Famine would have stopped them both miles ago.

"H̪͍̟o͎̼̗̹͢͡m̕͢҉͎̞̫̣͎̱e̢̡̮̪̞̹͓͡ͅ?̷̗̻̝͟͝" She questioned bitterly sounding as far from herself as ever. The painful truth was that guildhall once was a place she considered home. Now? She'd found and come up with every possible reason why she could never return. "I figured you people would have done a better job with that family crap since that's all you talk about. D̢o͏n̛'͞t͠ yóu r̨ém͡e҉mber̶?! I burned your home to the ground that night, sure you made another one but you're supposed to hate me." She bit, hiding any desperation deep down inside her as Leo Summoned the massive hammer.

"I can't leave until she is silenced." The corrupted mage put. Her eyes, a hue that of the sea fixated back to Kanix with the precision of a laser. The blinded had talked of her like she was something unstoppable, fearsome and bloody. What got to Famine was the term murder... she considered any killing she did just... and It all started slaughtering the man who stained her life with trauma, the monster back in Ca-Elum...Kanix had gone after and tried to kill the Fairy princess, Raina. For what, to prove something? Foolish... Kanix had mocked Famine back at the guild for the upset she showed at the death of   guild members, allies. Sure the traitor was afraid but did that mean she still had more heart? That small tether in his head that tied the anger, frustration to her consciousness snapped like a rubber band. Kanix would pay for bringing her out before all her ex-guild mates like this, for taking shelter behind them.

Her fist clutched hard enough for nails to buried in and blood welled up from her palms.  "Looks like you're gonna have to kill me, Dragonbane." The girl practically challenged him, knowing despite both Leo and Heero's strength It would be difficult for them to harm her thanks to the previous bond but the memory of a hard sting at her cheek reminded her how possible it was, eyes narrowing, jaw clenching.

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Sapphire Irises dilated, when the Dragon slayer was through with her members (leaving each injured in some likely critical way) Heero fixated that monstrous red gaze on her, Aiming down sights like a heat seeking missle. There was a flash and sound like lightning. The Faerie master rushed before Famine just as quickly as he had vanished. Time panned by in frames like milliseconds and Famine veered just in time for Heero's knee to brush by her chin without striking her.

As she regained her balance the slayer had already gained the speed of a lightning bolt, darting around her in a blur of yellow. Each time he blasted by she'd been struck with the force of a charging dragon. Famine had gotten lucky with her first evasion but there really was no sure way out of this portion of the beating. Elbows, kicks, punches, Heero did it all as he zapped around until he struck from above. Heel to her throat Famine crashed to the ground pinned between his boot and the dirt. Her wavering glare attempted to pierce into him as she looked upwards. The little bit of sunlight left from the Raina's storm blinked from behind a dark cloud and flared behind Heero. To Famine looking up from the ground he looked like a malevolent shadow she could have forged herself. Red eyes glowing with a hatred down against her. She had only heard Heero to face cruel enemies with such a look, Lichborne, Chapel, The Priory, and anyone else worth a mention. It was a sight that would stay with her memory, as if imprinted on the backs of her eyelids.

Features contorted as another foot smashed into her knee. There was a feeling like tiny pieces of glass cracking open and blistering inside her. The spot went warm as the blood in her body swelled to the wound. Her visage tensed further and despite to sole digging into her jugular she managed a cry. Sure a wizard wasn't one hundred percent human, Sure a dark guild master could be evil, but she felt pain just as intensely as anyone.

Hood slipping down to her shoulders Famine could only manage to cringe as she had been snagged up by her hair, dangling by the metier of his grip on her scalp. She tried to speak, salvage some pride but her head was whipped from one side to the other, like she'd been smacked with a lead baseball bat swung forty miles an hour. His hand struck her again on the other side with the same power and this continued mercilessly until she was dropped to the floor like a used up piece of garbage. Just as the guild master was begging to be lugged off the world flared up around he in an almost tangible blur. The world turned on its side

Followed by a flash of blinding light there was a her body was enveloped in a sting like a sunburn as she was caught in Heeros blast of lightning, zapped away in his grasp. Famine's universe spun, the tiniest touches of light in the dungeon room burned her blurring eyes. She lacked the coordination, the strength to pull away as he snagged her by her wrists and the cold cuffs snapped around them to leech the magic from her body. With the rough push she stumbled into that cell and raked the floor harshly against her knees, the barred door smacking shut loudly behind her to leave her caged.

She remained slumped down against the floor un-facing Heero. Hands cuffed in front of her, she hugged herself in an attempt to stomach the agony. The mage's bruised mouth trembled to open, to not sputter blood.

"I won't say a word about the place, you'd just go in and kill everyone I've raised... My Fangs will be more than lambs to a slaughter. If you want to kill those two for beliefs, an example, have fun washing the blood off your hands. Regardless, their lives are sworn to me, our guild..." Famine coughed, fingers falling to clutch against the gritty floor of the cell. Her stomach tensed as the sensation of pain spiked up in her nerves again. "Jade...." Famine tasted the sound of the young menaces name."Quit assuming things. I didn't know she existed until last week, Lance went to Sin after I dissapeared, the place made him....mad. I still can't explain how she exists, why she calls me her mother, I never bore a child ." Famine murmured into the ground, gulping at the taste of copper in the back of her throat. "I watched him murder Lea. Lance brought up Jade to kill and to ravage the world into despair, She came to me clinging and practically begging that I mentor her. I haven't taught her a thing yet nor do I wish to... She's just around to be protected for now, Shes still young... cute it's not to late for her to turn back. Not like me." Famine whispered, explaining nothing but an honest truth. It was all she had left to show.

Gingerly she rolled back on her other side, hissing silently as she shifted her shattered leg against the floor. Famine sifted only so Heero could meet her blue eyes with his. Eyes were a gateway into the soul or something according to stories, maybe his slayer senses could tell if someone told the truth, maybe not. But if that was the case maybe her beaten expression would help prove her case, allowing him to see the number he had done on her. She had taken that slap to heart... but this would stay with her for a life time, things could never be the same. The dark red spots where he'd repeatedly Smacked her across the face would surely stay for some time making her cheeks appear more sunken in at the contrast. She wasn't sure if he didn't know his own strength or If he'd meant to beat her within inches of her life.

Fatigue struck hues intensified, thinking back too how he had threatened her members in the first place, Daiki, Sol. "You kill my family yours shall pay to avenge the loss. Did I come back here to attack and assassinate one of your members? That was Kanix, I didn't make her do anything other than vow her life as everyone else did who I took in." Famine had to stop a minute, putting a bound wrist to the corner of her lip an an attempt to catch a bead of blood that had threaded out of the crimson ocean in her mouth. In the end she had to cough up the rest leaving a little red puddle in the middle of her cell. Famine just resumed, making nothing of it. "She claims I've killed without judgement, taken my own guild members lives when I'm displeased... I've always thought about it. Choose who to believe a illegal you've known for fifteen minutes... or an illegal you've known for a lifetime."

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Though her expression was weakened, composure cracked after the beating Famine stifled another venomous look Heero's way. Sure, He was something... but he couldn't take down Basilisk Fang, Savage Skull, or Tartaros... All Factions affiliated in the crimson night had yet to fall... The guilds having been around for years, life times, some even centuries... Not even a god could simply destroy a thing like them completely. A corrupt guild was more than fortress, a leader but a belief an a goal that the world cursed you for and unless he could somehow talk every dark mage in Fiore out of their ways there was no stopping such a virus. "You know she's in danger now... but so is everyone else, The legals who face dangerous criminals, the magic-less who cant defend themselves in this world. Sometimes I wish she would have ended up somewhere else.[/b She began before taking a breath to twist her words and back in Heero's face "But then I realized she would have made all the mistakes I did before burning your crest out of my skin." Her words snapped from her maw like poisonous needles, an azure fire wavering behind the depths of her eyes.

Weakly but in an attempt to relax she had rolled onto her back, leering her head back till she could see Heero on the other side  of though upside down with the way she craned her neck. Famine had become all the more fidgety since leaving the guild yet less tempered at the same time. "Sure you and I somehow don't deserve the right to who lives, who dies, we were just legal mage trash. Oh but the council of yours can execute whomever they please!~ ...Don't you realize the bad bad thinks can't hurt you when you don't follow the rules because they're all too scared! No one can torture me," even though she'd lost the ability to feel "or touch me," Even though any pride she held had been stolen. ", slay my family."Even though she didn't have one left. The words she spoke, the things she claimed to be valuing were only ghosts now--- practically non existent; purity, inner dignity, love. Famine could only continue, unaware she allowed details of her trauma's spout out of her like a dipping faucet.

She'd forced up a sharp, dark, smile and a single eye cringed... Forget a dungeon or a prison Famine looked like she belonged in a straight jacket now. To Heero who tried to convince himself she still wasn't fallen this would likely could came as a slap to the face...possibly as brutal as the force he himself had scarred her with.

"H-Ha?! End game, I can't even tell you where we nest what makes you think I'd spout off a plan.... Oh but since were friends....Heero maybe just a little hint: I͟'l̷l ̧s̸t̶o͏p ͞th̢e ̷whole ̸w̢orld."

'̳.....̖.̗̣̣̥̘͕̼'.̞͙̱̻̣̯.̥͉͍͇.̤͍̮̹F̫̩̹̟̟̖r̺̖̺o̙m ͍̰͎̤͙̪̗t͕̟͖u͎̠͔͖̖̪̮r͖̯n̡̞̬̣i̢͕n͚̳̪̣̥͖g̛̱̻͚͓͇̫ ̛̣͖̫̣p̜͉̺̜͕̙̱͘ẹ̜̖o̟̩̮̮̜͘p̱l͍̠͎̯̙̣͖e̴̤͔͈̦͚ ̣̞̹ͅliḱ̗̲̠̼̭͈̜e͈̘̞ ̯̪̮͓̪͚͠ṷ̱s̩̻̫̦̺ ̖͇i̯̥̜͉͔͖n̡̹̹t̩̜̝͇̲͔͇o͎̝̮̦̗̹ ̺͖̤̹mo̮̤͙͓͎n̶s̝͓͟t̵̻̣er͕͢s̨͈̜̤̺.̝͚̯̻̙̦̝͢.̩.̭̻͔͝'͉͉̻̟̥̜̳


A deep sigh wafted out from Famine's bleeding lip air visibly wafting up like frost thanks to the low temperatures of the dungeon. She could explain again, how it was all some accident, How she had followed Daiki, Sol had followed her and Jade had followed him Either way it led each of them to the target: Kanix... Famine wasn't concerned yet... they knew whereto find Kanix, the guild they had to sneak by to get too her, the down she was likely to decide. It was only a matter of time till she got what was coming to her... wedging a knife in Famine's back like that.

Jade, after seeing what  Heero was capable of she still tracked him down, still smuggled her way down into the depths of the dungeon to speak, to confirm, and to thread.Famine might have just reprimanded the girl right there but feared to exhaust the chords in her crushed neck much further. The menace gone just a quick as she had appeared.

Azure irises darted to the wall behind Heero as something lit up: a flat communication lacrima mounted against the holding dungeons wall. The thing buzzed like a phone and dead in the screens center below a hovering green and red button was the insignia of a cross with a rounded top... The magic council's emblem. Word had spread across Magnolia like wildfire hadn't it?...And word had reached the council of Famine's appearance, rumors that wizard saint Heero Reyold had apprehended the criminal

"If you want to talk I'd be quick. Looks like Era's callin' for us now. I doubt I'll be available for a talk in solitary or death row." Famine mumbled over the sound of the ringing. Hiding any sense of being torn, She ripped her gaze away, forcing herself not to look at Heero. She was aware the sight of her and the situation stung his eyes to tears.

It was only when a form came slumping down the steps to interrupt did the mangled mage glance up again. He was a figure of dark hair, loose hanging clothes, eyes of black sclera, crimson hues. Famine only tensed, mislaying a palm into the spot of blood she'd bled up from her throat as she shuffled her crippled form backwards, further from the front of the cell where light could shine through the heavy bars. Having come from  a place where you didn't so much as trust a wandering butterfly she doubted she could get a free doctors visit out of this let alone avoid being shove around.