private Need for Heroes!

[Literally Snails 2,307]

Nightfall lay there, hanging on the edge of consciousness, wishing Maven well. He had horrible hallucinations, and now didn't regret not taking the spirit; he would have been fully dead by now if he did. He breathed deeply. A newer sense of power flowed through him... adrenaline. Practically a drug...

 

(actually, if you had taken the spirit Butajiri would be dead by now and you would be fine.)

 

Butajiri looked behind himself and said to Windward, "Someone else is coming now, I can feel it from here. Whoever it is, it's a malificar. Perhaps we should leave. We have done enough here already, and I do not think we can accomplish anything more."

[Miss Light Diamond 2,802]

Windward, who was still angry at Butajiri agreed and started walking towards the old factory on the edge of town. So explain to me what your oh so very fantastic plan is. And it better be good, because if I find out that it is something stupid or impossible to do I swear to Celestia I will kill you. He said, Glaring at Butajiri.

Edited September 16, 2012 by Flame Dancer

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

Due to the impending hurricane-force winds, Maven was stuck covering Nightfall. Her mouth was in his ear, and she was singing a brief song of healing that made his wounds scab over, than scar. Then she passed out on top of him, breathing faintly. Before she blacked out, the world around her receded to a pinpoint of greenish light, and then she was out cold.

[Literally Snails 2,307]

Butajri followed Windward. "How much do you know about the Fade?" he asked, "If you know nothing, I can tell you of it."

 

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Jack walked from the end of the dark alley to Maven and Nightfall. He did not seem to show a hint of concern on his face. He made his way to Nightfall, then stopped.

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

Sapphire looked around; the phones were strangely quiet. She shivered into Den, who needed the free time to check on his brother. About 20 mins he was standing in the doorway of his bedroom watching one of the foals he'd thought he'd killed bleeding out over his bed. He cringed as if the sight gave him physical pain.

[Nightfall 3,950]

Butajri followed Windward. "How much do you know about the Fade?" he asked, "If you know nothing, I can tell you of it."

 

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Jack walked from the end of the dark alley to Maven and Nightfall. He did not seem to show a hint of concern on his face. He made his way to Nightfall, then stopped.

 

Due to the impending hurricane-force winds, Maven was stuck covering Nightfall. Her mouth was in his ear, and she was singing a brief song of healing that made his wounds scab over, than scar. Then she passed out on top of him, breathing faintly. Before she blacked out, the world around her receded to a pinpoint of greenish light, and then she was out cold.

 

Nightfall tried getting up carefully, as not to disturb Maven, but her weight and his fatigue and injuries almost kept him down. He noticed the pony who had offered him the demon standing there, watching them.

"And I suppose you've come to gloat, eh?"

He glared, gently trying to get Maven off of him so he could stand, starting with her head. Her muzzle in his ear tickle (and annoyed, to an extent) him.

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

Maven awakened painfully as she feel of his pack. Already bruised, she felt like her bruises had bruises, and she felt cuts reopen. She moaned on the ground, beginning to dip back into unconsciousness. She wanted to; to pass out was to forget the pain of defeat, and just the pain, but she struggled to stay awake. Opening her eyes, everything was blurry, but she saw a purple-blueish blur that must've been Nightfall talking to another blur.

[Literally Snails 2,307]

"That sword. The one that demon calls the Banshee Shriek. It is tearing the Vail. I have seen a sword like that before. I do not believe he knows how dangerous it is. It is more powerful than he is." Jack said absently. He seemed to be talking more to himself than with Nightfall.

[Nightfall 3,950]

Maven awakened painfully as she feel of his pack. Already bruised, she felt like her bruises had bruises, and she felt cuts reopen. She moaned on the ground, beginning to dip back into unconsciousness. She wanted to; to pass out was to forget the pain of defeat, and just the pain, but she struggled to stay awake. Opening her eyes, everything was blurry, but she saw a purple-blueish blur that must've been Nightfall talking to another blur.

 

"That sword. The one that demon calls the Banshee Shriek. It is tearing the Vail. I have seen a sword like that before. I do not believe he knows how dangerous it is. It is more powerful than he is." Jack said absently. He seemed to be talking more to himself than with Nightfall.

 

"Yeah, and it seems that his sword does quite a bit of damage."

Nightfall indicated towards his right side. The pain had stopped since the adrenaline had kicked in. He looked back and saw Maven was waking, painfully.

"Hey, Maven... Maven..."

He looked back at the other pony.

"And I asked, what did you want?"

[Literally Snails 2,307]

"I'm not going to force this on you. But refusing my offer was very ill advised." Jack notioned to Maven. "And this is the result of your mistake. That demon has the ability to tear the vail, and as you are now, you will be powerless to stop him from doing so. Do you know what this means?"

[Nightfall 3,950]

"I'm not going to force this on you. But refusing my offer was very ill advised." Jack notioned to Maven. "And this is the result of your mistake. That demon has the ability to tear the vail, and as you are now, you will be powerless to stop him from doing so. Do you know what this means?"

 

"Yeah, we all die."

He glared at the new pony.

"Is there any way... Oh God, screw it."

He was on his hooves, but still badly hurt. In fact he was stumbling.

"Maybe I should have taken that demon... but then I'd be a demon powered cop... No, I'm fine."

He stumbled over to Maven, and whispered in her ear.

"Hey... Maven... Hey, It's Nightfall... I'm here..."

[Miss Light Diamond 2,802]

Butajri followed Windward. "How much do you know about the Fade?" he asked, "If you know nothing, I can tell you of it."

 

No, I have no idea what the fade is. He said angrily. I made a mistake. TOLD YOU. Be quiet. They thought as the factory came into sight. Bakken, If this is something stupid, You are out of here, you will leave this city and I never want to see your face again. He said.

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

She smiled faintly, whispering, "Well duh, you're the purple one! I know one blur from another." She gasped; talking was getting more painful than breathing. She coughed up some blood, "That other pony... *Couph* He's of-fering you a daemon?" She laughs a bit, "If I wasn't so tired I'd sing the song about the friendly daemon." She swallows and her eyes unfocus more.

[Nightfall 3,950]

She smiled faintly, whispering, "Well duh, you're the purple one! I know one blur from another." She gasped; talking was getting more painful than breathing. She coughed up some blood, "That other pony... *Couph* He's of-fering you a daemon?" She laughs a bit, "If I wasn't so tired I'd sing the song about the friendly daemon." She swallows and her eyes unfocus more.

 

"Maven... you need help. Hey, you... I don't know your name yet, but I need your help finding the hospital from here... Never mind."

He slowly tried to get Maven onto his back. The blood was beginning to clot up on his right side, with the occasional crack showing up with more blood flowing out, but the adrenaline kept flowing strongly.

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

She cringed and gasped as he picked her up. "I think... After this... Pain will mean much less... Than it seems to. It has... A tendency... Of doing that. Or so- *Grunt as he touches one of her scabs* I've heard. I don't *Couphs up more blood* think you can carry me, Nightfall. My song... Didn't do... Enough."

[Nightfall 3,950]

She cringed and gasped as he picked her up. "I think... After this... Pain will mean much less... Than it seems to. It has... A tendency... Of doing that. Or so- *Grunt as he touches one of her scabs* I've heard. I don't *Couphs up more blood* think you can carry me, Nightfall. My song... Didn't do... Enough."

 

Nightfall knew this was true; he collapsed as he tried to pick her up.

"Maven, you're not going to die. I won't let you die... Oh, this is all my fault..."

He muttered the last sentence.

"Maven, you're going to be ok... just stay here with me... Stay here... don't go to the light... You'll be fine..."

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

She slowly raised a hoof and smacked him, though it was very hard. "Not... Your fual-l-lt. G-g-get... Me... My flute... Please... If I do... Die... I want... My flute." She groaned, shifting her weight and sliding off of his back. It hurt, everything hurt, and she had a hard time not crying out in pain.

[Nightfall 3,950]

She slowly raised a hoof and smacked him, though it was very hard. "Not... Your fual-l-lt. G-g-get... Me... My flute... Please... If I do... Die... I want... My flute." She groaned, shifting her weight and sliding off of his back. It hurt, everything hurt, and she had a hard time not crying out in pain.

 

He cringed a bit at the slap.

"Maven... you're not going to die... You can't die..."

Nightfall still went over and picked up her flute. But he held it and din't give it to her immediately. He tried using a bit of magic to heal her, even with his really low energy levels.

[Literally Snails 2,307]

"Are you going to let fear keep you from getting stronger?" Jack asked, "are you so selfish that you will let her die because you are afraid of getting stronger?"

 

 

 

Butajiri prepared to explain a lot to Windward. "The Fade is the place where you go when you dream. It is a part of the demon world."

[Nightfall 3,950]

"Are you going to let fear keep you from getting stronger?" Jack asked, "are you so selfish that you will let her die because you are afraid of getting stronger?"

 

Nightfall had snapped. His world was crashing before him. Everything he knew seemed to be falling in front of his own eyes.

"She will not die!" He spun quickly and yelled at the other pony.

"Nopony will die on my behalf, except me! I will not let anypony suffer for what I should suffer for!"

A fire burned in his eyes.

[Miss Light Diamond 2,802]

Windward smiled. HOW COOL. He said in a sarcastic voice. What does that have to do with what just happened ? He asked. Get to the point Bakken. His smiled faded.

Wind pushed the doors of the factory open and walked in, He turned on the lights and sat on a chair in the main office, Then gestured for Butajiri to sit down.

[Literally Snails 2,307]

"You cannot make such a promise until you are strong enough to keep it!" Jack yelled back, "How do you expect to protect her if you can get your ass kicked by a lower C class demon with a pretty sword?"

 

This was his way of motivational speaking... giving insults.

[Nightfall 3,950]

"You cannot make such a promise until you are strong enough to keep it!" Jack yelled back, "How do you expect to protect her if you can get your ass kicked by a lower C class demon with a pretty sword?"

 

This was his way of motivational speaking... giving insults.

 

"How do you expect me to be reasonable when I have more power than I can handle?! I CAN'T! You hear me? I can't even control myself right!!"

Nightfall pointed his hoof at the pony.

"I'm not going to accept stolen power just to save lives! If I'm still fine now, then why would I need a demon?!"

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

She grinned softly from the ground, "Heh, someone hit... a touchy... subject. Is the... big... bad... police cheif... ashamed of... weakness...? *Couph* I wouldn't exactly say... all of this... is my own... power. I don't... know what.... those damn s-s-scientists.... did to... me." The blurs started becoming even more indistincts, and now all she could really see were to grey blobs and a bunch of white.

[Nightfall 3,950]

She grinned softly from the ground, "Heh, someone hit... a touchy... subject. Is the... big... bad... police cheif... ashamed of... weakness...? *Couph* I wouldn't exactly say... all of this... is my own... power. I don't... know what.... those damn s-s-scientists.... did to... me." The blurs started becoming even more indistincts, and now all she could really see were to grey blobs and a bunch of white.

 

Nightfall spun around again, but with a softer side.

"Maven... I accept my weakness. It's part of me... come on... get up... you won't die... Maven, please..."

She was fading fast. He knew it. He couldn't do anything. He grabbed her and hugged her, eyes closed as tears streamed out of them.

"Come on... you can't die... I just met you, and your friend..."