Wedding Crashers (Deniel)

Job Description:

"Well, this is new." Deniel stared at the job description several more times over. In his other hand, he held the invitation that had arrived in the mail shortly after he sent in his request to take on his job. He was already in the city of Rose Garden, and there was lights and excitement all around him, but he was lost in his own world, not hearing a thing other than his own thoughts. This whole thing sounded very interesting, and quite challenging, too. He couldn't wait to take on that ex-boyfriend and tear h- Deniel stopped his thoughts right there. He shook his head at himself, and even becoming slightly angry at his own thoughts. What was he thinking? He wasn't a sadistic person, in fact, he hated sadists. All he did was kill, nothing more, nothing less. There was no suffering intended, just a quick and painless death upon his victims. Yet, here he was thinking about tearing someone to pieces. He was getting off track, he needed to return to the real conflict: the attire.

He stared down at the description of the job. down at the very bottom. "Proper...wedding....attire...." He whispered to himself slowly, and gulped at the thought of it. He couldn't imagine himself wearing anything else other than his normal clothes, much less something that was fancy or......weeding-attire-ish! He crumpled up the description and threw it behind him. "Forget it!" He walked away a few steps, and then turned around, staring straight at the description on the ground. He looked away, then back at the description, then away again. "Damn it."

Deniel held on to the description and finally started paying attention to his surroundings. The noise and excitement of this city finally kicked in, and he shoved the invitation and description in his pocket. "Alright, Deniel. Step one: find something nice. Step two: do the job tomorrow at the wedding day."

To his own surprise, Deniel found something nice to wear that same night. It was a regular black suit with a bow tie on it, although it didn't look too good on him in his opinion. Luckily, it wasn't so bad, because it fit him perfectly. His scrawny-looking figure did match the suit perfectly, although him wearing something nice did feel completely out of place. Nonetheless, he went to the wedding the next day anyway.

A few hours later, there he was, sitting in one of the seats in the giant room. This was unlike most weddings held, instead of being inside a church, it seemed more like a ball. It had a large dance floor in the middle for couples, and there were enough tables for everyone surrounding it. These tables were circles with four chairs surrounding each. Some were dancing in the middle before the ceremony, others were eating, but Deniel was the only one doing neither. He was busy kicking back in one of the chairs with his feet up on the table. Under this ridiculous suit Deniel had actually worn his usual attire. Sure it was hot and stuffy inside of it, but once the guy whose ass he needed to kick showed up, he was going to strip out of this outfit and be on his feet once again. Luckily for him, they did not confiscate his blade, Nidhogg because they couldn't even touch it without getting hurt, and he got permission from the groom to bring it in. There the blade was, leaning against his waist while he kicked back on the chair.

"If this blade could talk, I'd have some permanent company...." Deniel stared down at the cursed blade and circled it by its hilt for a bit to entertain himself. It was still over an hour until the ceremony started, and he was forced to show up early just because he needed to protect the place. So far, no one looked suspicious.....so there wasn't much for him to do.

The member 'Decayuss' has done the following action : Dice Rolls

'Monster Dice' :

(I'm taking a huge risk with this dice roll, but I don't want to wait too long for this fight to start.)

Deniel eyed the people around the room, and no one really seemed to stand out. No one except three people. Strangely enough for him, these three people were all staring at Deniel, right back at him. They were all extremely suspicious to him, and even when he took his eyes off of them and looked back over, they were still staring at him. Deniel figured none of them were the ex-boyfriend, but he didn't want them causing trouble for him. In an attempt to bait them all, he stood up and looked away from them. They had stood up as well, and followed him straight out the door. Once Deniel was out of the door, he walked away from the building, and they blindly followed. Then, he went to another group of buildings and went in an alleyway between them.

The three strangers dumbly followed once again, and they thought they had Deniel cornered when he reached a dead-end. He finally turned around to face the three, with Nidhogg in his hand. They all pounded their fists and cracked their knuckles. "You've got some nerve, pal! We'll teach you a good lesson." Deniel reached for the hilt of his katana, but then let go of it. The last thing he wanted to do was get this suit bloody, as much as he hated it. He was going to gave to change his methods, and fight with no bloodshed. And he knew just the way to do it. He held his hand up and moved his four fingers back and fourth. "Come on!"

They all went after Deniel one by one, and this was an easy fight, over in seconds. The first one tried punching his face, but Deniel jabbed the hilt of his blade inside his stomach, and then smacked the back of his neck with the scabbard to knock him out. With the second one, Deniel hit him with Nidhogg's hilt, and then kicked him to the ground on his stomach. For the third and final one, Deniel ducked under a punch, and then jabbed him several times in the stomach, before finally rising up from ducking and punched his jaw, knocking him out. "Easy."

The member 'Decayuss' has done the following action : Dice Rolls

'Monster Dice' :

(Aaaaaand risks don't have rewards, I guess. More risks, then!)


Deniel flipped over one of them which was lying on the ground. They were all conscious, but Deniel's blows didn't make them too capable of fighting. Deniel placed his foot on one of their chests and looked down at them. "You're lucky that this stupid suit is sparing you from a quick and painless death. Now get the hell out of here before I change my mind." Deniel kicked him once in the ribs, and could have sworn he at least heard one crack. Now was the time to head back to the wedding. The three idiots that Deniel had beat up all stood up, one of them holding his ribcage. He was the one to speak; "Foolish boy. There are more of us. More than you can handle."

Once Deniel arrived back at the wedding's building, there were a lot more people waiting for him. They were all lined up, ready to fight. Deniel quickly counted them all....fifteen in total. "Well....damn. Looks like I'm going to need to loosen up a little." Deniel quickly threw off his nice looking suit, and his normal attire was revealed underneath. He grabbed the hilt of his katana and slowly drew it, letting the light reflect off of it.

As he was drawing the blade, he studied the distance between them. They were all at the entrance steps, while he was at the exit where the steps ran down to the streets of Rose Garden. It was a perfect distance for him to use the Air Pressure. If he kept this distance and they didn't get too close, then he could finish this all in once surprise attack.

The member 'Decayuss' has done the following action : Dice Rolls

'Monster Dice' :

(I'll use the Boss one because it ended up coming first.)

Once Deniel was finished drawing his blade, twelve of the fifteen guys facing him all started shooting fire, wind, and ice attacks at him. Firebolts and fireballs, wind breaths and air pressure attacks similar to his own, and finally ice breaths and ice cones. This would all be too easy to Deniel. The other three guys were charging straight at him, so he needed to deal with them first. Deniel started endlessly slashing his sword in the air in front of him, air pressure attacks coming out each second. The three guys charging at him dodged them all, and the ones casting spells dodged a few, until the fifth one he launched actually hit someone. When nothing happened, they all started at him, and he laughed. "Hey, check it out, guys! It doesn't even do anything! We've got nothing to fear!" They all laughed with him and proceeded to bombard Deniel with attacks. While Deniel was jumping, rolling, and running out of the way of countless spells, he was also carefully aiming his attacks at them. After a few seconds of dodging and attacking, the ones that were running after him got in close.

"Damn it!" Deniel started to panic, but soon found that there was nothing to fear. These guys were just as weak as the ones from the dead-end he hit before. Deniel finished the first one off in one cut and one quick stab to the chest for a quick and painless death. Then, he jumped away from a series of magic attacks that was about to hit him, and moved on to the next one. He finished this one off with a jab to the stomach with the hilt, and then another stab to the chest. This time he was far too late to dodge one of the attacks that came at him, for a fireball hit him spot-on. It burned and hurt like hell, Deniel admitted. Even after the fire put itself out, his body was somewhat stiff with the burn that it left behind. No matter what, he had to keep on fighting. He dodge the other attacks that came his way by leaping out of the spot, and then finally finishing off the last guy with two stabs to the chest. Now, it was just him and the twelve guys launching spells at him. With their cover down, they started to fire faster, which gave Deniel little to no room to work with. He spent most of his time dodging and leaping than cutting, but he did manage to get several out.

Roll out of the fireball, cut, jump over the air pressure, cut, leap away from the ice, cut. With twelve whole wizards firing at him, it seemed like an endless barrage. He wanted to sheathe his sword already and finish them off, but knew that wasn't the best plan. If he sheathed his sword too early, then the secret behind his air pressure attacks would be revealed, and hitting the rest of the guys would be much harder. The barrage of spells did not stop, and Deniel began to question how much magical energy these guys had. At the same time, he was questioning his own physical condition. He began to grow tired, and his dodging slowed down. Once, he was cut by a wind attack, and then he was impaled by an ice cone. He let loose a few more cuts to the mages, and finally decided the time was now. He forced himself to dodge more and more attacks, and then he quickly sheathed his katana inside the scabbard. Once inside, there was going to be a huge, bloody mess.

Suddenly, the barrage of spells stopped, and Deniel narrowly dodged the last remaining few that headed his way. Finally, when nothing was left, he took a look at the damage. Each and every one of the wizards fell, cut up with at least seven cuts, some with much more. One of them had twelve of them on himself. No matter which one had more, though, they were all defeated. Maybe they were dead, maybe they weren't, but now, Deniel wasn't concerned about killing people. He was hurt, for even more spells had hit him. He was hit by one fireball that hit him right on the spot, an ice cone in his rib, an wind cut on his thigh, and another fireball. In addition to this, he was somewhat tired of dodging so many spells. He slowly walked to his clothing that he tossed aside and threw it back on. This might not be the last of them, but he needed to get inside and recover, and perhaps talk with the groom to see if he could get healed in any way. The job wasn't over, and neither was Deniel. Both sides just needed to get ready for the final showdown.

After finishing putting on his suit over his outfit, Deniel walked past all of the corpses, even kicking one of them aside. He didn't know if they were knocked out or dead, but if they were knocked out, they'd be gone the next time he walked out. He walked inside the building once again, and luckily for him, everyone was still going about their business, and the real ceremony hadn't started yet. Also luckily for him was the fact that his black suit had no stains on it, nor did it look like he had thrown it on the ground or off. He was completely neat and organized from what it looked like, much unlike what was outside. Still, he needed to talk to the groom about everything.

He approached one of the security guards and whispered inside his ear. The guard nodded and edged Deniel to follow him. They went past the ball room into a long hallway, where they ended up in a dressing room, where the groom was getting himself ready. He was a bit shorter than Deniel, but that was only Deniel was below average height, with neatly trimmed facial hair and chocolate-brown hair. He was still getting dressed up in a very nice and completely flawless looking tuxedo. He was staring at himself in the mirror, with his wedding ring in his hand. The guard left the room, leaving Deniel and the groom alone. "Good news I hope, Mr. Throman?" The groom finally turned around to face him, but noticed his expression and somewhat burnt face. At the same time, the blood stains started to kick in through his suit, of the cut and the stab that he suffered from outside. "Oh no....." Deniel held up his hand to reassure him. "Settle down. There was a huge group of guys in the front, but I took care of them all. It wasn't easy as I thought it'd be, but I got it done. They might be dead, or they might be alive. So you might wanna' send a crew in the front to either drive them out, or clean up the blood mess. You can't have your guests seeing it, right?" The groom tapped his chin, thinking about what Deniel said for a few moments.

"Yes, yes, of course. You're right. Still, you must have visited me for more reasons than that, right? ......Any news about 'him'?"

The groom was obviously talking about the bride's ex boyfriend, and Deniel remembered that in the description, it said that this guy had several fights with him. He must have been a strong one. Still, Deniel shook his head. "No, not yet. However, I don't have my doubts that he'll show up. And judging by the fact that people have followed me outside and tried stopping me from getting in, I'm sure that he's got plenty of followers with him. Before I take this guy on, I have one request: if you've got anyone who can heal anything here, use it on me. I don't want to take this guy on while I'm tired and wounded. I have a feeling I'll need to be at my best." The groom could sense the despair in Deniel's tone, and his need for healing. He simply nodded. "Got it. Head two rooms over. My sister is in there, and she knows a bit of healing magic. She'll do what she can." Deniel stood up and took a small bow to take his leave. "Thank you very much."

Deniel walked out of the door and closed it behind him and looked to his right. Two rooms down, he said. So, Deniel headed two rooms down and knocked on the door. "Can I come in?" A female's voice quickly answered; "Yes!" Deniel slowly opened the door to see the groom's sister all dressed up in a white dress, with an excited look on her face. "You must be Deniel, the guy my brother hired. You need anything from me?" Deniel nodded and closed the door behind him, explaining the situation. "I see. Disappointing that such a nice suit was ruined.....still, if you need healing, I'm here, then! Let's get started!"

She got off of her seat and knelt down in front of him, placing her hands on the wound. Then, he could feel magical energies traveling through her and on to his wound, easing the pain and closing up the cut that the wind made. She's a mage..... he thought to himself once she finished up the rest of the wounds. At the same time, talking with the groom and making his way over here did recover a bit of his strength and stamina. Once all of his wounds were healed, she stood up again and smiled. "All done!" Deniel offered a small smile and turned away. "Thanks. I'll be leaving now." Before he left, she placed her hand on his shoulder. He turned to look at her, and she seemed very serious. "Deniel. Kick that guy's ass for me. No one messes with my older brother." Deniel nodded at her and turned away again, closing the door behind him. "I intend to."

The rest of the festival came by rather smoothly. Deniel managed to get the blood stains off of his suit, and finally the real ceremony of the wedding began. Everyone all gathered in their seats and watched, as the Best Man lead out the groom, and then the bridesmaids lead out the bride, and the preacher starting to preach on about them being married. It almost bored Deniel to death, and he was actually someone hoping that this ex boyfriend was going to show up......somewhat. Little did he know that his wish was going to be granted, and it wasn't going to be something so simple. Deniel was once again kicking back in his chair, and some of the people around him were a little annoyed by his lack of caring, wondering why in the world he got invited.

Finally, the preaching was about to come to a close, and the two were about to be wed. "You may kiss the-" Suddenly, the front door to the place burst open, with seven men coming inside. Six of them looked like the guys Deniel faced before, but he could tell they were different people by the way they looked. The one in the front, looked completely different than the ones behind him. He could tell that he was much stronger just by looking at him, and he had slicked back blonde hair that had somewhat of a spike pattern, with a bunch of tattoos on his body. He looked like one of those guys that called themselves "dangerous". His dress pattern was similar to Deniel's, which could make them almost the same, but the real difference was their personality. Deniel was somewhat of an evil person because he was part demon, but this guy chose to just to try and look cool. His attention turned to the bride and groom, and he yelled out to the two of them.

"This weddin' ain't happenin' on my watch!" The groom got in front of the bride to try and protect her, and she stared, somewhat afraid of the man that just entered. "You....wench! How coulja' move on so easily without me! Are ya' that heartless!?" Deniel could easily tell right now that this was the ex boyfriend. He suddenly stood up from his seat, grabbed Nidhogg, and walked to the center of the room. The ex boyfriend's attention suddenly turned to him. "Huh? Who are you!? Some stupid bodyguard this wench hired!?" Deniel stared at the ex boyfriend, answering him in a very humorous tone. "Sure. Let's just say that. And let's just say that this bodyguard's about to kick your ass!" The ex boyfriend smirked at Deniel's cocky attitude. "Cute." The bride didn't say silent about all of this, the last thing she wanted was to have a fight at her wedding. "Dear! We have to stop this before someone gets really hurt!" The groom, on the other hand, had a much better idea. He held her hand and looked straight at the two in the middle of attention. "This is the best part, Dear! Let's see if Deniel is worth the money. Plus, the guests could use a bit of entertaining. Alright, boys!" The groom called to Deniel and the ex boyfriend. "Go on and fight each other! If Deniel wins, you leave. If you win, then I'll stop this ceremony! No killing each other! Only until one is unable to fight! Everyone else, make some room around them, and no one interferes." The bride was a little uneasy about it, but the groom's sister was all for it. "Dear.....don't you think this is....I mean....what if he wins?" The groom sat down and pulled up two chairs for the couple to sit in, giving a small chuckle. "Don't worry. I have faith that he wont." The groom's sister sat beside him, and so did everyone else, including the bridesmaids and the best man. "Go get em', Deniel! Get em'!"

Everyone else in the room had made plenty of room for Deniel and the ex boyfriend. They had even moved the tables and chairs to the edge of the room, where they all sat and watched in anticipation. The ex boyfriend agreed to not let his henchmen interrupt the fight, and that it was just between him and Deniel. A real problem Deniel faced was the fact that he couldn't use Nidhogg. He didn't want to kill the man, just like the groom told him not to, and he didn't want a bloody mess either. He needed to find another way to use Nidhogg.......and that method quickly crept up in his mind. Now, it was time for the fight to start. "Alright....show me whacha' got ya' bastard!"

There was a tension in the air, and then the groom stood up and shouted:"Begin!" The ex boyfriend immediately started out by launching out two attacks of Wave Magic, one from each hand. This was something completely new to Deniel, and something he was least expecting. The attack hit him full on and pushed him back a bit. "What the hell?!" He stared down at himself. It didn't burn....it just hurt, and it made his body vibrate a bit afterwards. He didn't have time to linger for long, for the ex boyfriend to make another move. He was already in front of Deniel, and tried winging his foot to his face. Deniel ducked and turned around, grabbing Nidhogg's hilt. "Hey no blood remem-" Before he finished, Deniel managed to jab the ex boyfriend in the stomach with the back of Nidhogg's scabbard. As long as he held on to the hilt, he didn't need to use the blade. Although it did somewhat knock the wind out of him, Deniel's opponent grabbed the scabbard in an attempt to throw Deniel away, but Deniel just jabbed it further inside of him. "You......ARGH!" While the wind was still knocked out of him, Deniel took the scabbard away and then smacked him straight in the face with it.

It hurt, but it didn't hurt enough. The ex boyfriend counter attack Deniel by sending another Wave Magic energy blast straight at him, but this one was at an even closer distance, so Deniel had absolutely no chance of dodging it. It hit him square in the face, causing him to both fly back and get hurt even more. He landed flat on his back, and his opponent was already in the air, crashing down at him with his fist out to punch him straight in the face. Deniel waited until the last possible second, and then held his feet out and gave one great, powerful kick straight at the man's face, sending him flying back on his back. The audience gave a bunch of "Oooohs" and "That must have hurt!" The crowd, to Deniel's surprise, actually cheered this fight on. With the ex boyfriend on the ground, Deniel jumped up and made his way to him. The ex boyfriend staggered back on the ground, trying to get away from him. Deniel tossed Nidhogg aside, and grabbed on to the man's shirt. However, his opponent held out his hand once again to shoot Deniel square in the face with another magic attack.

Deniel was much more prepared this time for an attack, and instead of getting hit, right before the attack, Deniel grabbed his wrist and shoved his hand straight at his opponent's face. The magic attack hit his opponent instead of Deniel, who screamed out loud. The crowd once again responded with a bunch of "Ows" and cheers. Deniel wasn't done there, once he had hit him in the face with the magic attack, he started to relentlessly punch him in the face. The ex boyfriend took a few hits, until he had enough of Deniel's recklessness, and channeled his magical energy to an unused chair in the room. Then, lifting the chair up, sent it flying straight at Deniel. One of the audience members called out "Watch out!" At the last second, Deniel looked up to see the chair coming at him, which hit him and knocked him off of his foe.

The ex boyfriend wasted no time getting up, and Deniel threw the chair off of him, standing up as well. They both quickly approached each other, and then started to hand-to-hand fight each other. Deniel started off with a punch, which was blocked, and then he took a knee to his stomach from the ex boyfriend, but then headbutted him right in his forehead, making it hurt his foe a lot more than it hurt himself. The ex boyfriend tried another knee, but Deniel punched him right in the face before he could. This one was a real hard hit, and even caused him to stagger back. With Deniel free, he looked at Nidhogg, and ran for his blade. The ex boyfriend took notice to what he was going after, and launched out two more orbs of Wave Energy to get Deniel before he could reach his blade.

Deniel, noticing the attack from the corner of his eye, rolled right out of the way of the attack and grabbed his katana lying on the ground, standing up once again to recover himself. "I have to say.......this is one harsh fight. I've never faced someone who was on equal skill level as me."
"Hah! Equal!? Not even close! I'm just getting started! Why don't you try some magic, tough guy!?"

OOC:

Hits to defeat him: 10/15

Deniel thought about his taunt for a few seconds. He was urging him on to use Magic, but Deniel didn't know why. Sure, it would have made this whole thing easier, but the way he said it made it the most obvious trap ever. Still, this wasn't going to stop Deniel from using magic. If it was a trap, then he was going to see what it is and get through it. "Fine then! Nephalem Eyes!" The ex boyfriend smirked at Deniel, almost laughing from how easy it was to get him to do this. "This guy ain't too bright, is he?" Deniel's left eye turned from blood-red to sky-blue in an instant, and he tossed Nidhogg to his left hand, while at the same time conjuring up his Nephalem Glory spell. The ex boyfriend braced himself for whatever attack Deniel was about to send at him by holding up both of his hands.

With the spell complete it no time, Deniel threw the Nephalem Glory orb right at his opponent, and his opponent responded by conjuring up a wall of his Wave Magic. Once the orb hit the wall, it detonated, but the vibrations of the wall was much too strong, and the magic faded away in no time. Deniel wasn't too surprised, but the ex boyfriend was surprised that he wasn't surprised. "Is that all you've got?" Deniel said to him, tossing his katana back in his right hand. "Whatta' mean by that!?"
"What do you think I mean? I mean that I don't need magic. Just because you can nullify it, doesn't make you invincible. I've been kicking your ass without it so far."
This heavily offended, and angered the ex boyfriend even more. He grit his teeth and clenched his fist, and hated to admit it, but he was right. As long as he had that sword, Deniel didn't even need to use magic. This was all about to change.

"You bastard!" With a sudden huge burst of strength and speed all at once, the ex boyfriend charged straight at Deniel, appearing at his location in less than a second, and smashed him flat on the back on the ground. Then, he pulled up all of the power in his Wave Magic into one attack that he sent straight at Deniel's stomach area. This was by far the strongest thing, Deniel felt all day, and he felt a tremendous amount of pain his stomach area, and couldn't help but spit out a large amount of blood, at the same time, while the wind was knocked out of him, he as coughing and struggling to breathe. "That takes care of you. Heh."

Everyone in the audience gasped when Deniel didn't get up after the ex boyfriend walked away. He headed towards the spot where the bride and groom were sitting, with a prideful and arrogant smile on his face. "Heh. Y'know what that means!?" The bride looked at the groom, full of intense doubt and worry. She didn't want this wedding to end, but a deal was a deal. "Dear.....please....." She could almost notice a tear in his eye, but he stood up anyway and stared down at the ex boyfriend. "Very well. Everyone, I am sorry but this wedding is o-"

"WAIT!" Deniel's voice was heard from the center of the room. Blood was coming out of his mouth, and he was shaking, but getting up nonetheless. Everyone turned to face him, and the ex boyfriend wasn't too happy to see his opponent trying to be heroic. "Not just yet. He'll be down soon enough." He made his way over to Deniel, who finally got up, but was sort of hunching down and had shaky legs from the powerful blow. "THIS TIME STAY DO-" He was interrupted by a punch square in the face, and then a knee to the stomach. Deniel grabbed his shoulders and flung him straight over his shoulder to the other side of the place. "Stay away from them. Nephalem Wings!"

Out of Deniel's back came his black feathered wings, and the ex boyfriend slid a bit from being thrown, but recovered his stance. They were both all the way across the room from each other. Deniel's eyes were full of strength, honor, and wrath. "This is it! Get ready!" The ex boyfriend immediately responded by putting up another Wave Magic barrier to defend himself from any attack Deniel tried to throw at him. Instead of using magic, Deniel planned to defeat him by beating the hell out of him. He dropped Nidhogg on the ground, ran a few steps, and quickly picked up his speed, taking flight at the same time. Deniel reached his top speed in no time at all, and charged straight at the boyfriend faster than he could keep up. He held his fist back, and once he got close enough, slammed it right in the ex boyfriend's face. Right after he punched his face, he kicked him right in the jaw to send him flying up in the air. Deniel followed him up in the air and caught him before he started falling, and then began to punch him mercilessly. First in the face, then in the stomach, then on his shoulders, then his cheeks, and even in his neck a few times. After ten punches, Deniel grabbed him and threw him straight at the ground. He looked down and flapped each of his wings once, sending two Nephalem Storm attacks down at him, as well as flying down himself.

Once the ex boyfriend hit the ground, he tried to recover himself, but found himself getting slashed and cut by two sudden attacks, that hurt like Hell. Even then, he was almost able to get up, but Deniel was the last thing to stop him. Deniel crashed his elbow down straight into his stomach when he landed, leaving a small cloud of impact smoke to block everyone's view. While he was clouded, he grabbed the knocked out ex boyfriend by his collar, and held him above his head with pride. Once the smoke cleared, everyone saw Deniel holding up his opponent with one hand, and they all cheered. Deniel looked at the bride and groom, who stood up clapping for him, but he wasn't about to let everyone get distracted. "You may kiss the bride!"

It was over. All of it was. After Deniel finished beating the hell out of the ex boyfriend and telling the groom and bride to finally wed, they did. The audience cheered even louder. For the wedding, and for the champion that saved the wedding. Deniel finally dropped the ex boyfriend, who recovered his conscious soon after. He grabbed Deniel's leg while everyone was distracted and cheering, but he wasn't planning anything bad. He was far too exhausted. "You win, Nephalem. I'll leave peacefully. I'll admit, you're one hell of a guy. Try not to use your power for evil one day." Deniel held no grudges against his man, and even helped him getting out by carrying him over his shoulder. No one noticed him missing, because the groom called for everyone to start celebrating right after he and his wife wedded each other.

Once they were outside, the ex boyfriend actually gave a small, respectful bow at Deniel. And, not having much of a choice, Deniel returned it. "I'll be making no promises for what I use my power for." After their bows finished, the two shook hands, and the ex boyfriend left the ceremony. He was beat up, miserable, lost, but all and all.....happy. "I guess I have to move on, too." He said to himself once he was off the grounds.

Deniel entered the building once again, and figured that he might as well celebrate with everyone else. He ate, drank, and talked with a few people. In the end, he was glad that he got the opportunity to pull of this job. Once everyone was over and the groom and bride made their way off, and the last of the guests were finally leaving, one of the guards approached Deniel, handing him his payment. "The groom wishes to personally thank you, but he is far too busy. I, also, would like to thank you, Mr. Thorman. Your help here was much appreciated." Deniel smirked and took his payment, turning around and heading off. He gave a small wave over his shoulder and said only one thing: "Glad to help. Mission complete!"