private Need for Heroes!

[Miss Light Diamond 2,802]

Windward flew towards the tow hall and landed on a cloud above the fight that was going on below. Why didn't he just drop the body and run. He muttered under his breath. You should have just killed him. No, I will let the police do that... or put him in prison or something, But if he tells them anything about me, I will break him out and make sure he has the pleasure of dying slowly and painfully. Pleasure, Hahahahaha. They thought.

[Literally Snails 2,307]

Nightfall pounced at the imp, using his wings to boost in speed, forgetting completely about his sword. And at this moment, all he wanted was to make sure Maven wouldn't get hurt (he never liked bullying, especialy when a mare was getting bullied), and to see that imp behind bars.

 

Butajiri stepped to the side and swung at Nightfall's ribs. "You don't get it do you? Compared to the likes of you two, a C class is a god. You are lave because I allow you to live. He inspected his sword. It had a few drops of Nightfalls blood on it. "I allow you to live because I fancy your entertainment. But frankly, it's getting dull." He stabbed the Banshee Shriek into the ground in front of him. It howled like it was in pain. Butajiri held his hoof up and pointed it at TMM. "Sing me a song about this!" He yelled as his red, Demonic energy shot from his hoof like a shotgun blast.

[Nightfall 3,950]

Butajiri stepped to the side and swung at Nightfall's ribs. "You don't get it do you? Compared to the likes of you two, a C class is a god. You are lave because I allow you to live. He inspected his sword. It had a few drops of Nightfalls blood on it. "I allow you to live because I fancy your entertainment. But frankly, it's getting dull." He stabbed the Banshee Shriek into the ground in front of him. It howled like it was in pain. Butajiri held his hoof up and pointed it at TMM. "Sing me a song about this!" He yelled as his red, Demonic energy shot from his hoof like a shotgun blast.

 

Nightfall's ribs had been cut, but it wasn't too deep. He got up and saw the shots.

"MAVEN!"

He teleported next to Maven with the intent of taking the hit instead of her. But it was only intent. He couldn't tell whether or not he would be hit. And no matter who was hit, he suspected it would be the end of them.

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

Maven pushed Nightfall down, landing on top of him. The demonic energies grazed her leg and made her his, and with the exhale she let out a sound Thor would've envied. Her battlecry would've put a normal pony to their knees. From behind her cloak she drew a cello bow. It was a special bow, made of an unidentified metal. One end was sharpened, which would've directed sound away from her cello, but in this case, would make an excellent sword. She narrowed her eyes at the imp. "I am not a toy; not some fan girl you can toss aside. And I've noticed something; your buddy seems reluctant." She flicked her sword point briefly to a rooftop and leveled it a Bujatiri again.

[Nightfall 3,950]

Maven pushed Nightfall down, landing on top of him. The demonic energies grazed her leg and made her his, and with the exhale she let out a sound Thor would've envied. Her battlecry would've put a normal pony to their knees. From behind her cloak she drew a cello bow. It was a special bow, made of an unidentified metal. One end was sharpened, which would've directed sound away from her cello, but in this case, would make an excellent sword. She narrowed her eyes at the imp. "I am not a toy; not some fan girl you can toss aside. And I've noticed something; your buddy seems reluctant." She flicked her sword point briefly to a rooftop and leveled it a Bujatiri again.

 

Nightfall had a terrible pain in his ribs. He suspected a couple could be broken, and now blood was oozing out a bit faster. He got up slowly, his knees trembling. He knew he was an alicorn, which made him a target, and he was a cop, which made him a bigger target. But still, it seemed everyone was after him. And it was true. The imp was right. He wasn't powerful. His mind slowly ate away at itself. He turned towards the imp, and charged, not knowing what his mind had planned; he had always really made things up on-the-go.

[Literally Snails 2,307]

Butajiri's face was once again in its demonic form. "Do you really think a normal pony would still be standing after taking a hit like that? Your body is using your energy to keep you alive, and you are running out of it quickly! I doubt you can even play a magical song now. Try to use any energy and your body will be forced to let you die!" He twirled the Banshee Shriek above his head, once again producing the Shrill Call of the Reaper.

[Miss Light Diamond 2,802]

Windward Maven point her sword/bow to the cloud where he sat. Why dont you go down there and help ? I suppose you could call this a test, If Butajiri can survive them, than he may work with me... if not he will be dead. I think you should just kill him. I know you do, Now be quite. They thought, Watching Butajiri spin his sword around his head.

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

Maven grimaced; she was already drained. This imp, he was infuriating. Her leg was bleeding way to much and her throat felt sore. What did they call it, chi? No, some other name; life force perhaps. Either way, she was trying to cook a battery that was already low. It was... Corrupting. A malevent presence was eating her leg. But what everypony always forgets is that pain and desperation are all forms of energy. And so, her vision clouded into a hazy red, her anger fueled by pain and a drop of fear, she opened her mouth, letting out a primal sound, and lunged at the imp.

[Literally Snails 2,307]

"You seem to have risen to an upper D class." Butajiri commented as he struck the pummel of his blade on her chin and pushed her away, "Too bad that isn't enough. I cannot allow this to continue. Leave now, unless you want me to end this the other way." He tilted the Banshee Shriek sideways and held it far in front of him.

[Nightfall 3,950]

"You seem to have risen to an upper D class." Butajiri commented as he struck the pummel of his blade on her chin and pushed her away, "Too bad that isn't enough. I cannot allow this to continue. Leave now, unless you want me to end this the other way." He tilted the Banshee Shriek sideways and held it far in front of him.

 

((OOC: Ahem. I pounced as well.))

 

Nightfall landed a few feet from Butajiri, and pounced again. Maven had suffered because of him. He could let hurt either die or be hurt again. His impulsiveness was his downfall, and he knew it. Eventually, if he couldn't take care of it himself, he would have to leave to keep others from getting hurt.

 

And all of these thoughts occured as he flew towards Butajiri.

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

She landed and skidded... There was a slithery voice in her head, which she tried to shake out. She spat on the ground, which was red, and raised her sword again. The bleeding on the back of her leg gad stopped, but her leg was also black, and it seemed to be spreading slowly. "Your foul corruption will not consume me."

[Miss Light Diamond 2,802]

Windward pulled the trigger for the explosives from his saddle bag. Thanks to Butajiri the police probably wont be making it to the docks so I may as well just blow it up.... Now. He muttered, Pulling the trigger. Of in the distance a loud explosion could be heard, And the ground below shook. Oh I do love that noise. I know, You have told me. They thought.

[Literally Snails 2,307]

Butajiri faced Nightfall with a defensive stance. "Chorus of a Thousand Skulls!" He shouted. The spectral skulls lept from his sword half of them locked onto Nightfall and opened their jaws. The other ones flew off in random directions, eating anything in their path.

[Nightfall 3,950]

Butajiri faced Nightfall with a defensive stance. "Chorus of a Thousand Skulls!" He shouted. The spectral skulls lept from his sword half of them locked onto Nightfall and opened their jaws. The other ones flew off in random directions, eating anything in their path.

 

Nightfall hit the ground right before Butajiri, weighed down by the spectral skulls that had latched onto him. Ho got up, slowly, fighting the weight and the pain of the skulls. He looked at Butajiri and tried charging again, using his wings to boost himself along. However, the back of his mind didn't think he would make it.

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

Maven closed her eyes, the world was spinning, but this was something she had to do. She opened her mouth and sang... something. If someone looked it up, they'd find out it was a native-equestrian war song. She directed it towards Nightfall, feeling the corruption spread faster.

[Miss Light Diamond 2,802]

Windward flew down next to Butajiri. Well, You Bucked up your first simple tiny task... All you had to do was drop the body then leave.

I am debating weather I should really let you help me. He said, sending a blast of air at NIghtfall, as he charged towards them.

 

(OOC: Hope you dont mind me just jumping in.)

[Literally Snails 2,307]

Butajiri had his reasons for disobeying. Windward's plan was destined to fail eventually. He knew a better way to achieve their goal. He was planning to do something worse than a few bombs. He was going to rip through the Fade and open a portal to the demon world. He said to Windward, "We'll speak of this later, I have my reasons." He gripped his sword with two hoofs and held it over his head. He jumped at Nightfall and swung downward, using demon energy to attack rather than physical strength.

[Nightfall 3,950]

Windward flew down next to Butajiri. Well, You Bucked up your first simple tiny task... All you had to do was drop the body then leave.

I am debating weather I should really let you help me. He said, sending a blast of air at NIghtfall, as he charged towards them.

 

(OOC: Hope you dont mind me just jumping in.)

 

Butajiri had his reasons for disobeying. Windward's plan was destined to fail eventually. He knew a better way to achieve their goal. He was planning to do something worse than a few bombs. He was going to rip through the Fade and open a portal to the demon world. He said to Windward, "We'll speak of this later, I have my reasons." He gripped his sword with two hoofs and held it over his head. He jumped at Nightfall and swung downward, using demon energy to attack rather than physical strength.

 

Maven closed her eyes, the world was spinning, but this was something she had to do. She opened her mouth and sang... something. If someone looked it up, they'd find out it was a native-equestrian war song. She directed it towards Nightfall, feeling the corruption spread faster.

 

Even with Maven's song, Nightfall made little ground against the wind. And then the extreme pain in his right shoulder, shooting down his whole right side of his body, making it feel immobilized. As he saw the tunnel close once again, all odds were against him (or so it seemed), and he looked down to discover he had a massive chunk taken out of his shoulder and his side had a smaller chunk taken out. To top it off, his energy levels wouldn't keep him conscious for long...

[Literally Snails 2,307]

Butajiri sheathed his sword and slung it over his back. "So weak." he said with disgust, "I suggest you find some way to get stronger. MUCH stronger." His face reverted to normal. Maven was weakened as well. He could have killed them both then and been done with them, but he didn't. "You don't have much time before this world becomes very different, and a lot darker. Luckily for you, if you stay this weak, you wont have to live to see it." He straitened his hair.

[Nightfall 3,950]

Butajiri sheathed his sword and slung it over his back. "So weak." he said with disgust, "I suggest you find some way to get stronger. MUCH stronger." His face reverted to normal. Maven was weakened as well. He could have killed them both then and been done with them, but he didn't. "You don't have much time before this world becomes very different, and a lot darker. Luckily for you, if you stay this weak, you wont have to live to see it." He straitened his hair.

 

"All you care about is... fame..."

Nightfall coughed blood. His breathing was growing shallow, and from his side flowed blood.

"You're the one who will end up... failing... in your ambitions..."

The tunnel started closing in. He coughed more blood.

"And you will... never... leave behind the legacy... you want to leave behind... Once your fans see... what you are... they will only... run..."

He fought the tunnel, but it only slowed to closing by a little bit. Down, down, down, going under...

Edited September 16, 2012 by Nightfall

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

Maven spat in Bujatiri's face, "At least I'll die with honor." Her eyes flashed the color of the mist and the demon energy receded. Her leg became whole again, and then the song she was using burst from her lips; it was explosive. Her two enemies should be knocked back by it. Her eyes still glowing, she pulled out one of Sapphire's brownies. Eating it, she felt better almost instantly. She walked infront of Nightfall and flicked her sword tip up, flicking her hair back in the same movement.

[Literally Snails 2,307]

Butajiri ended up flying in the air before he knew what happened. Using his wings to float, he hovered above Maven. "You shouldn't push yourself so hard. There is no reason for you to die today." he said, "I know you're already beaten. I can sense your spirit now!"

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

She smirked, "My spirit and my mind have long been disconnected. The strongest of ponies have a breaking point, the trick is pushing through it. And I don't need any energy to do this," And in a single motion with with her other hoof she put a harmonica in her mouth and played the most dissonant sound she could.

[Miss Light Diamond 2,802]

Windward flew backwards into a brick wall. I Have Bucking Had it. He said, Pushing himself up and glaring at Maven. Try playing Your music in this. He sent a blast of wind with the strength of a hurricane towards Maven. Oh I do love it when you do that. Stop distracting me. they thought.

Edited September 16, 2012 by Flame Dancer

[Nightfall 3,950]

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...