The Stygian Abyss (Closed- Finished)
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Sept 10, 2017 15:47:05 GMT -8
heard footsteps coming down the hall. Her lips pursed and she looked to Peter, "Hide. Now." she waited for Peter to hide then would move to the door, opening it and stepping outside to see which of the men it was who was close
He still felt tired but at last he was more able to move. He rolled onto his front and crawled away as best he could with his one leg. He could only hope to stay hidden and avoid getting beat more.
Bane would keep going from room to room wondering where the hell peter was
would approach the room where Adalyn was, watching her exit the room hastily. He gave her a frown. "What are you doing?" He asked, finding it odd the was she was moving out of the room and closing the door. He approached her, looking her over. Something seemed off about this.
Adalyn looked to Abaddon as she placed her back against the door, holding the handle tight with her hand "I want your General gone." she clenched her jaw. The anger started to fill within her once again. The horns and tail beginning to grow slightly as she stood there. A dot beginning to form on her forehead "And I want him gone now"
Peter settled into his hiding place, the only problem being that should anyone come into the room they would find the bag full of the items Peter had pilfered from the kitchen. He could only hope Adalyn would be able to explain it away as he wasn't yet strong enough to move too fast. As her rage built again out in the hall he would breath it in, healing more and getting back that tooth he had lost. Still it would take far more anger and time to grow a hole new leg. It was enough to just feel more awake he figured.
Bane would laugh as he came up behind thim "You want me gone. whatever did i do to you?" he asked as he looked to her "my only guess is you have seen peter and what i did to him. is this true?" he said looking to her "where is peter anyway have you seen him?" he said accusingly as he noticed her hand on the door.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Sept 10, 2017 15:48:07 GMT -8
twitched, his eyebrow raising a little. She wasn't... please tell me she isn't he said to himself, letting out a sigh. She listened to her words, only aiding in his susspicions that she was harboring the fugitive and the thought enraged him, a boiling fury building inside him. He couldn't just discipline her, not anymore. She wasn't his pet or his slave and based on her words she had realized this. Abaddon screwed up and now he knew it. The rage only increased in him as Bane approached, laughing acusations at his wife as he made his way for the door. Abaddon looked to Bane, bearing his teeth angrily. Something was about to boil over, shit was about to hit the fan one way or the other.
Adalyn's anger grew as she heard Bane laugh and saw him approach. Those eyes narrowed at him, her voice growling, "Get out.... Get out of my home.... Get out of MY ABYSS!" The horns and tail grew more again, her breathing starting to deepen. The dot on her forehead beginning to open, revealing a third eye
From inside the emptied standing closet Peter could feel another's anger join in with Adalyn's . His face screwing up as he felt the pain of the lost leg growing back at last. His nails dug into the wood of the fixture and had to close his eyes to keep the light they gave off contained. He stifled a gasp when the anger grew more and the growth of his leg quickened. No one ever said healing as painless, especially when that healing required growing back limbs. But then his body started glowing and he couldn't stop it from doing it's thing, the green light would spill out from inside the closet into the room. Petter breathing hard and sweating.
Bane would look to her with a smirk on his face "YOU STUPID BITCH HOW DARE YOU TALK TO ME LIKE THAT." he said growling as he moved quickly to abbadon pushing him out of his way and smacking Adalyn as hard as he could across the face "You just made the worst enemy you could make." he said as ravi now completely a snake climbed up bane and slithered around his neck staring at them " And deary ill be back for those babies." he laughed as he opened a portal and stepped through it before abbadon had a chance to react
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Sept 10, 2017 15:51:30 GMT -8
was taken aback by the suddenly attack, getting shoved to the side. He heard the slap echo through the hall and his eyes changed, turning a complete seamless black. His third eye would begin to absorb energy, turning to Bane and firing it head on, just missing him as the portal vanished and ripping along the walls. Oddly his beam did nothing to the walls of the fortress, as if it were made of some sort of material. Abaddon's skin began to turn red, his face started to change shape, changing from a normal human face to something that more resembled a demonic skull. His body began to glow as if a fire was burning inside and his size began to grow, nearly taking up the space of the hall. He bounded across the hall and towards the entrance, desperately trying to escape the fortress before the change was complete. His body wrapped in flame, A second set of massive bat like wings protruding from his back and he roared, flying upwards into the sky as a massive black and red beam of plasmic energy burst fourth from his forehead, lighting up the sky.
Adalyn stood her ground as Bane would shove Abaddon out of his way. He shouted at her and slapped her as hard as he could across the face. Her face turned quickly to the left at the impact and she spat blood and a tooth out of her mouth. A sadistic laughter began to escape her as she turned her head to look at him again, "IS THAT ALL YOU'VE GOT?" she growled out. Another growl as he went through the portal saying he would be back for the babies, "You'd never make it out alive" she growled between gritted teeth. The whole time that hand never left the handle. Those eyes looked to Abaddon, waiting for him to tare her away from the door and go after Peter, but to her surprise, he didn't. He was changing though and she watched as he left quickly. Her hand finally moved from the handle and she slid down the door, bringing the back of her hand to wipe at the blood that was pouring from her mouth
Peter couldn't hold it in anymore and cried out in pain "AAARRRRGGG!" He head pounding against the side panel of the standing closet as he fed on rage from the both of them and used it to heal. It was strong enough that he need not even be close to them. Wether or not Bane or Abanddon hard his screams before they left was hard to say but Adalyn would hear his cries of pain as she slumped against the door. It took a bit longer but at last the leg had grown back and Peter passed out where he sat.
Abaddon continued to roar, beam after beam firing from his forehead. By now his whole body would look to be a flame, a massive crown of fire clowing hot above his horns like a king of inverno. A second set of horns had grown from his forehead, curving forward like bulls horns and acting as an arc that focused and intesified the beam as it blasted steadily through the horns before him. In his current state he looked like he could nearly uproot the fortress, his body filling the fortress with light like a sun, causing the Abyss to almost look like it had a day. Once his rage had finally subsided he would float in the air by the fortess, huffing and looking around like a wild bull after a charge.
Adalyn spit some more blood onto the floor as she sat there. Her hand dropped from her mouth to her lap for a second. After she finally got her breathing under control, she moved her hand to her stomach, resting her palm against it. She bowed her head, looking to it and spoke, "He will get you over my dead body"
Abaddon would change back as he slowly flew towards the fortress. He would be back to his usual self by the time he reached the entrance to the fortress, walking in and making his way back to where Adalyn last was. He could care less about Peter now, Adalyn was on the forefront of his mind.
The glow from Peter did not die down even though he had passed out from the pain of re-growing his leg. The man was fully healed and back to looking like his handsome self again just more green and sparkly. After a bit more time he did come around again, pushing open the closet and crawling out with a groan. He made his way to the bag so he could pull out some food to eat and water to drink to help calm himself down and give himself time to adjust to hat had just taken place. The glow from his body easily spilling out from under the door and into the hallway where Adalyn sat.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Sept 10, 2017 16:04:07 GMT -8
Adalyn would look down as she noticed the glow seeping out from under the door. Her head then rose as she heard Abaddon approaching. Her eyes closed for a couple of seconds then reopened. "You gonna hit me too?" her eyes narrowed, blood misting from her mouth like beads of water as she says this
Abaddon still looked enfuriated as he turned the hall, stomping towards her in a huff. He would hear her words, snarling as she asked the question. As he approached he saw the glow beneath the door, it would be obvious to Adalyn at this point hat he sees it too. He would approach her and crouch down, grabbing her by the shoulder and taking her head with his other hand. He looked over her, using his thumb to part her mouth and look inside her mouth at the damage. He grunted angrily as he looked at her missing tooth, his hand soaked in her blood as it dripped from her mouth. He would grunt again, releasing his hand from her face. "You need water." He said, his voice growling as he was still angry.
At this point Peter had gained enough energy from all the anger that even had he stayed in the closet his light would be spilling out into the hall. The room he was in completely green and the boy feeling better than he since he first came here. even his tail had grown back. He could hear the voices out in the hall and knew there was no hiding now. His only chance was to try to find a way out, maybe make it to a different room but how? this room had no windows and it had even fewer hiding spaces for someone his size. He was trapped and he knew it. the only question now would be what would be done to him once Adaddon came into that room.
Adalyn saw the look in his eyes as he crouched down. She flinched as he put his hand on her shoulder and other hand took her head, expecting him to hit her or harm her in some way. As he looked inside her mouth, not only would he see the missing tooth, but parts of her gums were cut by her teeth from the impact of the slap. He told her she needed water. Looking to him, she asked, "Can you get me some?"
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Sept 10, 2017 16:05:37 GMT -8
Abaddon sighed, standing back to his feet. "After..." He said, turning his gaze to the door. "I am going in there Adalyn" He said to her, looking back down at her through the corner of his eye. "Consequences..." He reitterated as he said time and time again. He would motion for the door at a reasonable pace, giving her multitude of time to act against him, it was almost as if he was expecting her to act against him.
Peter ate what he could, anticipating having to go a long time without. Drinking the water and pouring it on himself, not knowing she he would get more. The room lit up brighter than a x-mas tree. He grabbed the bag and moved to the side of the door, hoping that when the door opened it would hide him from view and perchance give him a chance to get out as the man cam further in to look around. It was the best chance he had, but then again it would probably be easy to see where the light was coming from
pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes, "You don't even know what your going to punish him for. For what? Making me get hit? For what? Losing your General who was a dick?" she spit some more blood on the floor. "OUR slave was growing OUR garden and passed out from lack of food and water, which oh by the way, I have done before, and YOUR general, or butt buddy, whatever the fuck he was to you kicked the boy and burnt him for being PASSED OUT for lack of food and water. So no, you are not going to go in there and punish him for snapping. I would have fucking snapped too"
Abaddon snarled at Adalyn, butt buddy are you kidding me he thought. He wouldn't say anymore however, Adalyn not in any positition to stop him and he would show her by kneeling down and picking her up into his arms. He would carry her about two feet before setting her down and turning back to the door with less than a word besides.
Peter could feel his heart racing, his mind trying to think of a solution.. any solution that would be better than the one he had. There were none. either He would trick Abaddon and get out or be dragged out and beaten or worse. He closed his eyes awaiting the inevitable.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Sept 10, 2017 16:13:23 GMT -8
Adalyn was moved a couple of feet, oh hell no! as he moved towards the door, she got up and ran to the door. she placed her back against it once more, grabbing the handle and looking at Abaddon. She was not backing down from her stance on this
Abaddon grunted as she was already back, gripping the door handle tightly with her hand as she stopped him from entering the room. He growled at her, crossing his arms across her chest. "So I expect you intend to let him walk free?" He asked her, a look of dissapointment on his face.
He could hear the scuffle outside the door, pressing himself against the wall waiting.
Adalyn shook her head, "This time, yes. He did not deserve to be punished for this, Bane deserved the ass kicking he got due to being such a dick and kicking and burning our slave. Now if he does anything that actually calls for a beating, then that my darling is a different story all together"
Abaddon grunted, crossing his arms and starring Adalyn down. He took deep breaths, as if trying to calm him down from a rage that was inevitably building up inside him. He couldn't believe this, Abaddon! The archfiend ABADDON! DEFEATED BY A WOMAN!!! The idea enraged him even more, knowing there was absolutely nothing he could do to her. He nearly roared at her, growling and turning around to the wall adjacent to them. He began to punch the wall repeatedly over and over again.
It was now that Adalyn would be able to confirm something interesting about the fortress. Abaddon put all he had into his last punch, corrupted flames erupting around his fist as he struck the emaculate wall, the flames bursting before vanishing. He took several steps away from the wall, its only difference from earlier is that it looked polished as he stepped away and grunted again. He turned back, looking to Adalyn through the corner of his eye, looking her up and down. "Consequences..." He grunted angrily before stomping off, heading to the kitchen to get her damn water
With this last bust of rage Peter found himself in an interesting situation of no being both high as a kite drunk and fearing for his life. He broke out laughing for no reason what so ever other than he couldn't help himself. He stumbled forward from here he had been standing and as he wobbled he tripped over his own feet and fell to the ground laughing more at his own clumsiness. He was laughing hard enough for both of them to hear him and since only Adabbon had sen the boy drunk like this before Adalyn might be at a loss as to why Peter was laughing.
Adalyn relaxed some as he stomped off. She sighed, knowing he was pissed. Suddenly she heard laughing? Was he laughing at them? At the situation? She growled thinking perhaps she should let Abaddon in there
Abaddon could her the laughing, only fueling his anger more as he stomped down the hall. Once he was out of sight he began to fly, moving as fast as he could from one end of the fortress to the other. He entered the kitchen, walking up to the basin and opening the top. He would scoop out some water into a nearby glass for Adalyn, none of this russian roulet of water spigots he thought just natural clear water as he closed the lid back up. It would take him twice as long to get back, unable to fly with the glass of water in his hand.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Sept 10, 2017 16:14:59 GMT -8
Peter laughed hard on the floor, the world spinning and everything feeling an extra bit tingly. Then there was an odd silence followed by a sneeze. The light from under the door flickered and then flashed brightly and suddenly the hallway was covered in purple grass growing up to and under the door. With odd shaped and coloured flowers poking up here and thee too. If Adalyn opened the door to the room she would find the whole of the room was the same as the hall, with Peter still laying at it's center giggling a bit as h calmed down from expelling some of the energy.
quirked a brow as she saw the grass and flowers appear. She opened the door and blinked her eyes, "Ok, now go do that outside, not in here"
Abaddon would finally return with the glass of water, trying desperately not to break the glass or drop it as he saw the grass growing in the hallway. He snarled as he walked to the door, glaring at Peter before handing Adalyn the glass.
Peter was still laying down and still completely naked when Adalyn opened the door. She would notice he looked different though as he seemed to be made out of green glowing emerald. He got himself up off the ground and smiled at her "Ok.. but.. can I get some clothes first...? Please?" he asked her, seeing Abaddon return and glare at him he took a step further back into the room. "I finally have enough magic to grow you a garden.." he tried to tell the man in a sheepish manner.
Adalyn nods her head at Peter as he asked for clothes, "Ok"
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Sept 15, 2017 17:17:33 GMT -8
Abaddon would place his hand on Adalyn's shoulder, grunting as he looked to Peter on the floor. Abaddon would let out a laugh, looking back to Adalyn. "I will take care of this... you should go rest for a little bit." He said, squeezing her shoulder a little. "I don't intend to punish the boy for Bane's misdeeds." He said to her, assuring her that what she feared might happen won't happen. Once she was gone He pushed inside, looking down at Peter as he crossed his arms. "You know it's funny..." He would begin, giving Peter a wicked smile. "Where are the clothes you were wearing?"
Peter moved his tail to cover his modesty, the glowing dimming down as he got the magic and energy under control. He got up from the floor but kept his distance as abaddon assured Adalyn that everything would be ok. He relaxed a bit as the man laughed. "What's funny?" he asked a bit curious and then looked down at himself "oh.. ell when Bane attacked me for passing out his burn my shirt off and then when I tuned into a tree and kicked his ass the rest kinda just ripped into shreds or was burnt by his flames" he smiled a bit, rubbing at the back of his neck and then resting his arms at his sides
Abaddon let out a hearty laugh. "Before this fortress was mine it was owned by a self proclaimed primal god. This god had a knack for strange uses of magic." He began his story, pacing back and fourth in the room before Peter. "Due to his magic he never required clothing, always used magic to materialize his own clothes... now due to him being a so called god he never required knights or guards for his fortress." He continued, letting out a chuckle here or there like there was going to be a punchline somewhere. "So the barracks in this fortress are empty." He stopped, turning back and looking down to Peter. "The only people who lived in this fortress besides this so called god... were his women." He said, giving Peter a nasty grin before beginning to laugh. He didn't speak anymore after that, curious to see if Peter would catch on.
Peter stood thee listening to his tale about how the place had once been owned by a god that liked to roam around in the nude, the light of his glowing just a bit brighter in his face as he flushed. "I see.. just.. I don't have magic to make my own clothing.." he said this but then shut up as it seemed this was not the point of the tale. Pete's brow furrowed as he thought on what was said and then a brow lofted "oh... so then.. your suggest I stay naked ??" he asked, as while he was rather smart and clever he was still rather naive when it came to women or indeed anything to do with courting.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Sept 15, 2017 17:19:35 GMT -8
Abaddon let out a chuckle and narrowed his eyes at Peter. "The way I see it you have a choice..." He said, chuckling again at the thought of what was about to occure. "You can either stay nude... or wear a dress." He said, letting out a laugh after a moment more. The thought of this boy in a dress was too much to bear for him.
had went back to the bedroom and stood in front of the mirror. Her eyes blinking as she sees the horns, the third eye seemed to have disappeared. Her face though, dried and fresh blood on it. Her cheek bruised
Peter blinked and shook his head. "no.. no dress. that's fine.. I guess.. um. I'll just cover up with my tail I guess" he said, not at all anting to be put into a dress. but then again now he would be walking around with nothing but the leaf on the end of his tail to cover him. He had watched Adalyn walk off but quickly turned his attention back to Abaddon. "I. um.. I better get back to the garden then.." he stammered, anting to get back to work before this man forced him into a dress.
narrows her eyes seeing this, it was Abaddon who brought that bastard into the Abyss. A thought crossed her mind to backhand Abaddon across the mouth and see how he liked it. Hell she even lost a tooth for crying out loud! She growled at the thought. "If that bastard ever shows his ugly face again, he will die!"
Abaddon let out a laugh, shaking his head slightly as Peter opted out of the dress. "Pitty... that would have been hilarous to see." He said, turning around and walking out of the room. He would stop, lowering his arms and looking to Peter through the corner of his eye. "Now get to work." He growled at him before turning and beginning to walk down the hall. "And clean this up aswell! You grew the grass in the fortress, now I want it gone and outside." He shouted back as he walked down the hall, assuming Peter could do that. He would stretch his shoulder, huffing in anger as he was still pissed off with the Bane incident.
Azazel would be running around the fortress no bigger than a mouse. he had no idea where he was he saw a portal open and just followed it through after the dragon had come through of course. he saw Abbadon walking down the hallway and would run past him if he was looking he would see a small black man running about. he looked clueless and lost not that you could see his face "hey you" he said in a squeaking voice similar to his size
Peter frowned a bit at abaddon but said nothing. He had just finished healing and wasn't in any rush to get his bones broken again. He watched the man leave and would do as he was told for now, indeed able to remove the grass. He would pick up the bag of stollen goods to return them to the kitchen. After this he would take a few tips to carry out seeds and water, only stoping momentarily to look up at the sky. "Dad.. mom.. where are you?" he sighed, wondering if they would ever find him or if he would indeed be stuck as this mans gardener.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Sept 15, 2017 17:26:01 GMT -8
Abaddon would stop, hearing a small voice calling out. He didn't see the man, too enraged and focused as his vision seemed to tunnel when he was angry. He would however look around now, seeing the tiny man on the floor. Abaddon raised his brow, giving the man a wicked smile. "So... there was a pest that snuck into my fortress." He said, turning to face his way. "This is going to be fun." He spoke to the tiny man, looking down at him with a wicked grin as he crossed his arms again. "Give me a good reason not to step on you." He said with a chuckle.
Azazel would laugh and grow till his head hit the ceiling "well because im here to find a leader of course i walked this portal after a dragon left and i thought this would be a good place to find someone just as wicked as me." he said as he looked to him "im here to serve you but i will not do anything below my paygrade i am a demon after all."
Abaddon raised his brow, scratching his chin as he looked over the demon. "Is that so... and what exactly do you consider to be in your pay grade?" He asked, curious about this demon. He found picky beings to be annoying but it might work out for him to have a ready loyal servant.
Azazel would look him in the eyes and go back to his normal size of 6'7 "well im a leader of armies and that is the highest i have been. i have a need to fulfill and i will ill make sure no man is undertrained or underfed if he is in my army he will know how to fight." he said bowing to the man he would look around "i have not been here long but i have found nice places to train." he said to him
Abaddon raised his brow, looking over the demon. "Well if you have been here long enough you would know I have no army. What is your position on collecting slaves?" He asked curiously, considering his options with this demon.
Azazel looked to him "i will capture and bring them to you but i have no need for slaves just my mind." he said looking to abbadon "you have no army as of yet but you will." he said smiling to the man "i am azazel the mastermind. may i ask your name sire?"
Abaddon grinned to Azazel, he already liked this demon. "I am the archfiend Abaddon." He said, looking over Azazel as if to size him up. "I think this will work just fine." He said, lowering his arms and turning. "Besides the master bedroom in the main tower, any room is yours to take."
Azazel looked to him "Very well i will find a nice room and then will get set to training and then i will check on the training areas." he said looking to him "i will come to see you when i am done" he said bowing then heading off to find a room
Abaddon nodded to him, turning and heading towards the master bedroom. He grunted as he reached the staircase, the thought suddenly dawning on him. How is Adalyn going to take the news that he had already replaced Bane. He looked back, narrowing his gaze in the direction he came from. He shook his head, moving to head up the staircase. He recalled speaking to Adalyn about building a kingdom out of the Abyss. Maybe that was too much to strive for he thought as he made his way to the bedroom.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Sept 15, 2017 17:29:11 GMT -8
Peter put the seeds down as well as the water, not needing to turn into a tree this time as he simply used his magic to make the plants grow and give Abaddon a rather nice size garden. The problem being of course that purple grass and odd flowers wouldn't live too long without water. He sighed at this knowing he would have to bring up this mater again with Abaddon and perhaps even trick the man into letting him free.. He smiled thinking of this as the swat rolled along his back. He would change into a tree again to till more of the soil and plant the seeds at a faster rate. Taking more tripped back and forth to water these as well before expending more magic to make it grow. Eventually he had done all he could for the day. His body returned to it's more human form and no longer glowed. It was time for a bit of a rest and maybe some food now that no one seemed to be beating him up over taking naps.
Azazel would go find a room near the kitchen and smile "this is perfect" he said as he ran off and found all of his belongings and brought them to the room and then walked out of the fortress and sat down to think and access his mind he would stretch his being across the fortress they would be able to feel him it was as if he no longer in his body but his mind shot him to any critter or animate object that would let him.
Abaddon would approach the room, grunting as he would walk through the door. The thoughts running through his head were making him angry again. "Adalyn!" He shouted into the room as he began to walk the stairs into the bedroom. "Peter is set to work now." He grumbled to her as he would reach the top of the stairs, turning into the room. "And I found an interloper in our midst." He said as he would look to her.
heard him call out out her name and spit blood at the mirror. Turning in her step as she heard him speak of Peter being set to work now, a grin forming on her lips. "Good, so our garden should be set soon..." but then she heard that he found in interloper in their midst, "Did you capture them? Torture them?" she asked curiously
Abaddon stopped, looking to her. He would grunt before approaching to stand before her. "No need. He is a demon and a loyal one. There is no sense in torturing and breaking a servant that is willing to be loyal. He has already pledged himself to me and as a demon that is a binding contract." He said, looking to her with an emotionless expression.
clenched her jaw and narrowed her eyes at him when he said no need. "You thought Bane was going to be loyal, then he went and did THIS to me" she brings her hand up and backhands him across the face. "If THIS one turns on us, me hitting you will be the LEAST of your worries." she looks down to his knees then back to his face, "Perhaps YOU will know what it feels like to have your knees shattered
Abaddon remained emotionless, standing before her as he listened to her tyrade. He took the smack, his head turning to the side as she slapped him across the face, turning to look back at her and remained emotionless as he stood before her. It was only when she mentioned him feeling his knees shattered that his face twitched, but only once.
Adalyn took deep breaths as she stood there for a moment looking at him. She was still furious about the whole Bane incident and he knew it. Why wouldn't she be? He took the slap and stood there. He took the threat of his knees being shattered with only a single twitch. Her eyes staring as if looking into his soul...."Consequences" she hissed out
That word. Abaddon had said it countless times to Adalyn, to Peter. It rang in his ears as she spoke it to him. It was at that very moment that his eyes would finally catch the changes in her, that sadistic smile curling on his lips as he replayed her sating that word to him over and over and over in his head. He reached forward, grabbing her arms in his hands suddenly and began to squeeze her arms. Not tight enough to do any damage, it was more of a gentle squeeze which was odd considering Abaddon was not gentle. He chuckled to her with that grin on his face, gauging her reaction to him at that very moment. He wondered if that grin was pissing her off, he bet it was pissing her off. He finally released her after a long moment, starring in her eyes with that grin plastered on his face.
he grinned? How dare he grin? Her right foot came up then stomped down on his left foot, trying to shatter the bones within it. "Stop grinning!" Her hands came up and she shoved him backwards, pushing him hard enough to fall on the bed behind him
Abaddon took the stomp to his foot chuckling as he thought he might have felt bones snap. She snapped at him soon afterwords, being pushed onto the bed. He let out a laugh as he hit the bed, his wings spreading out across the bed and his arms splayed across the bed as he lay there with that grin still plastered across his face.
Azazel would hear all the yelling and fighting and ran towards it as fast as he could though getting lost a couple times he would finally follow the voices and see adalyn and abbadon fighting and just stand there looking at them
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Sept 15, 2017 17:35:08 GMT -8
Now he was.... laughing? She threw her head back and roared out. Those wings behind her extended fully as they finally reached full growth. Those horns finally finished growing as well as her tail. She stomped her way towards the bed and straddled him. That head bowed to look down at him as she brought her right hand up to slap him across the face once more
Abaddon watched her the entire time as she was changing before him, walking up and straddling him before striking him across the face. He couldn't help it now, feeling the sting of her smack only making him laugh more.
she grabs Abaddon by his ears and pulls his upper body towards her so that he's sitting upright. Her eyes stare into his as she breathes heavily staring into his eyes for a few seconds. She growled once more and brought her right hand around, digging her claws against his back, drawing blood
Abaddon continued to laugh, moving effortlessly as she grabbed him by the ears and pulled him upright. She reached around to his back, his face twitching only once as she dug her claws into his back, however he never lost that grin. He looked into her eyes. "Adalyn." He chuckled, speaking her name out loud. It had the same syllables... hell it almost sounded the same.
he spoke her name, her eye twitching. After a few seconds, she brought her lips to his and kissed him hard, drawing the curtain on the scene, giving Azazel one hell of a literal bloody show
Abaddon might have been in a coma for how well he was sleeping. He slept next to her on his back, his wings still splayed out across the bed beneath the two of them as they slept. Abaddon would soon wake however, taking a deep breath as he slowly opened his eyes to see the canopy of the bed above them.
Azazel was frozen he had no idea what to do so he just watched not knowing how to react he would stand there looking at them "well this is unfortunate to walk into. i probably shouldnt have stayed for the whole thing either" he said as he looked to them sleeping he would start to walk away
head moved slightly and she brought her arm over his chest. Drawing in a deep breath then letting it out as she slept
Abaddon felt her arm rest across his chest, smiling as he looked to her. "Enjoy the show?" He spoke after a moment, looking towards the bannister that overlook the stairs.
Azazel looked back and smiled "Ha i think i did." he said as he cackled "it was lets just say entertaining i think i will have some fun here." he said looking to abbadon
brought her head up as she hears Abaddon speaking to someone asking them if they enjoyed the show. Hearing Azazel's words, a grin formed on her lips. Her head turning as she looked to Abaddon with a grin, "Perhaps next time... we could include him" she smirked and lay her head back down
Abaddon chuckled and shook his head, looking to Adalyn. "Don't you have something you could be doing Azazel?" He asked, looking back to Azazel after a moment.
Azazel laughed "perhaps next time.." he said as he looked to abbadon "yes i was training until i heard fighting ill go back to training." he said as he would look to them and wink
began to run her claws over Abaddon's chest
Abaddon waved his hand at Azazel before looking back to Adalyn, smiling to her and grunting as he felt her claws run over his chest.
brings her lips to his, kissing him deeply. She then bit onto his lower lip as the kiss broke
Abaddon returned her kiss, chuckling as she bit at his lip when it broke. He would lay still, staring at her as they lay together in bed. He couldn't help but smile as he looked at her, reaching over to run his fingers through her hair after a moment.
Azazel walked away and began to train his telekinesis and his telepathic abilities
eyes looked to Abaddon as he ran his fingers through her hair. She brought her hand to his and moved it to her belly. He would be able to feel movement inside of it
Abaddon chuckled, feeling the movement inside her when she lead his hand to rest on her belly. He looked to her belly, running his hand over it before looking back into her eyes. He found himself trapped in a loop, at a loss for words. All he could do was smile to her and look into her eyes, getting lost within those eyes of hers.
smiled to him and cuddled close to him. She closed her eyes and fell asleep
Abaddon would wrap his arms around her, falling asleep soon after she would.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Sept 16, 2017 4:59:43 GMT -8
Peter had worked long and hard to give Abaddon the garden he requested but the problem was in keeping the odd variation of plants growing. He had helped himself to the food and water of this place and taking a rest when he needed one. Now however he wanted to see if it really was all that impossible to escape. She he packed a bag full of supplies and left the building proper. He still wasn't sure of just how he would get out but the first step was in getting away.
Abaddon was currently sitting in his throne. By the looks of it he was bored, waiting alone for nothing to happen. Adalyn was resting and Azazel was most likely doing whatever it was he was currently doing. He had been thinking of ways he might be able to take care of his new garden. It would be difficult considering the realm wouldn't rain. He needed to find a steady supply of water ready in the abyss without having to move back and fouth from Tyran.
Abaddon would finally stand with a grunt, deciding to head out into his garden and see how Peter was doing.
If he was lucky, maybe Peter would try something foolish. After all he was so very bored.
When Abaddon reached the garden he could already see the side effects of the lack of water as despite all the magic used the plants were already looking wilted and unhealthy. He did not however find Peter, should he check in the kitchen for the boy he would see the mess left by Peter's hasty retreat. At the moment Peter was hightailing it to get as far away from this place as he could, should abaddon take to the air he would spot the boy easily enough, just off in the distance.
Abaddon would reach the garden, grimacing at how the warm air was already killing the water deprived plants. He grunted, wondering if there was some way to use magic to susstain the plants before looking for Peter, realizing he was gone. A wicked grin grew on his face suddenly, taking flight into the air to see if he could see Peter from a distance. "Are you running slave?" He chuckled to himself, spotting Peter easily enough.
Peter hadn't gotten that far, he could see the lava around the island and feel it's heat. He looked back and caught sigh of Abaddon "I'm done bing gardener..your garden won't grow in this place.. it's too hot" he shouted back, dropping the pack and getting ready to take off.
"Is that so?" Abaddon laughed, flying down towards him. "So you would choose death?" He laughed as he flew towards Peter.
Peter dropped the bag and dodged the dive. "No.. I was trying to see if this is al there truly is. I didn't really get a good look on the way in. " he retorted, starting to run but back to towards the garden where he might get a bit more cover and could perhaps use the plants as aids in fighting. "I just want to go home... get another to grow your stuff.. hell commission a fairy to come and work for you they would gladly do it for pay" he told the man.
Abaddon laughed, flying at him again. "Pay? You seem to be confusing the point of my position." He said, flying by and using his tail to strike at his legs and throw him off his feet. before landing before him. He chuckled, walking around Peter before bringing his foot back to boot him hard enough to send him flying towards a nearby tree. "I do so enjoy when slaves choose to be beaten." He chuckled before walking towards him.
Peter had tried to run and even tried to strike back at the man with his magic Btu the plant he sought help from were not strong enough. He felt himself lose his footing and fell hard on the ground. He scrambled to get away again Only to get kicked in the head and go flying. He crashed into a near by tree "Arrgg" he cried out and slid to the ground he coughed up blood from the impact. Trying to get his bearings but abaddon as closing in. "get away from me. I did nothing wrong" he snarled and tossed a rock at the man
Abaddon reached behind him, pulling a chain and set of cold iron shackles from off his sash. "Oh but you did..." He said with a chuckle, bearing his teeth in a sinister smile. "You ran." He said with a laugh, using the chain to whip Peter with one of the shackles a couple times before he dropped the shackle into Peter's body. He would kneel down, fastening the cold iron to Peter's hands before rearing up and bringing his fist down hard directly into his jaw. He did this a few more times, ensuring that Peter's teeth were sufficiently broken before he let out a laugh. "Now... which leg should I rebreak first?" He asked as if wanting Peter to give him an actual answer.
Peter's eyes went wide at seeing the shackles. He was wondering why his magic wasn't doing it's thing. Just being this close to those things was enough to pretty much make any magic he had a mute point. He tried to move to get away but the chains hit him and left a burn on his skin where they had hit. "Stop.. stop.. " h tried to shield himself with his hands and arms but that just burnt those places as the iron touched. He felt the things fall on his back and writhed, kicking and hitting at the man but the man was stronger and got him into the shackles that burned his flesh and made him feel weak. "I ..." he didn't even get the next word out as he was punched hard and he felt his jaw dislocate and teeth leave from his mouth. He couldn't talk now even if he were to try. Still he tried to worm away from this crazed man. He shook his head no at the question. He needed his legs..He wanted to walk still. He back and wrists badly burned from the iron cuff had gone black in colour.
Abaddon laughed as he put his foot down, putting pressure on his left calf. "Consaquences... You were good and I gave you roam, I allowed you to walk freely and play gardener for the sake of my wife... you choose to run? Actions bare consaquences." He said with a laugh, pressing down hard on his calf. It might be hard enough to fracture the bone but not quite enough to break it, not yet. He was going to have fun with Peter now as he laughed. He reached down and grabbed the boy by the hair. "I warned you slave... now come to my tower and face the consequences..." He said with a laugh, dragging Peter back into the fortress by his hair.
Azazel was walking down the hall when he met abbadon he told him to go beat the prizoner and that he was going to check on adalyn. He was not one to disobey orders but he didnt relish in beating slaves that was not his job but since his leader told him so he walked to the prison tower he had been there a couple times just to check stuff out he opened the door and looked at peter "I was told you were being a bad boy!" he said looking at him
Peter cried out as his leg was stepped on and broken again He tried hitting and punching the man off him but that as hard with his hands shackled at his back. Peter grunted and drooled as he was dragged off by his hair. He struggled as best he could but he was running out of energy. H was tossed back into his cell. pain coursing through him and he screamed from it, his voice echoing along the halls. Looked up at Azazel from the floor. -not another one..- he groaned.
Azazel looked into the boys eyes "i was ordered to do this i take no happiness in this. though you should not have done what you did" he said as he would look to the wall behind peter "would you like physical torture or mental torture?" he asked him giving him the choice
Peter furrowed his brow at the man, not able to talk to respond and not realizing that this man could read his mind. -screw off- he thought, backing away as best he could though that just pressed him against the wall Azazl was looking at.
Azazel would laugh "dont worry boy your not gonna speak to me like that again." he would stare at the boy his mind shooting at peters sifting through his memories he would look for the best memory he had and the worst memory. he would let the best memory play in the boys head make him think he was safe.
Peter blinked at the man not understanding but then he felt the man in his head. Before Peter could understand what was happening or stop it everything shifted. He saw his mouther Vivi with her blue hair. They were in the dreaming and she had her hand to his ghostly cheek. "Don't worry Manic.. I'll give you a whole new body and you can live again ok.. but we ned a name for you first.. One Manic is more than enough" she smiled and Peter had stood there in a of what this woman was offering him. A New body, a new chance at life. "Call me Peter... I like the name Peter..." yet he couldn't quite remember why. Azazel was witnessing the boy's moment of bing created.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Sept 16, 2017 5:01:25 GMT -8
Azazel smiled and thought to himself that was cute. in a instant he would switch to his worst memory and let that play in the boys head
Peter had gone still on the floor as he watched things play out but then the myst of the dreaming was gone and he felt the burning and cutting of the shackles into his wrists. In his mind he was a child again, Only ten or so and chained op in a way that kept him from getting away and getting comfortable where he sat on the floor. "Let me go.. pleas.. I don't have any magic.." he cried though the boy in this memory was a bit different from the man here today. For one he was a demon, for two his hair was white. A man with log back hair chuckled and came forward "Somehow.. I just don't believe that" he smiled and brought a knife to Peter's eyes to cut each out in a slow and painful manner, making the boy scream. In present day Peter also screamed, thrashing on the floor and closing his eyes as he trie even now to pull away from this torture.
Azazel would laugh deeply and evilly pushing on the boys mind to continue the dream "Do not resist it will only hurt more." he said as he would walk closer to the boy and smiled "i am the mastermind after all." he said as he would grab the boys jaw "now look into my eyes and let me takeover"
Peter did his best to fight the man but he didn't have the mental strength to As the dream continued the screaming boy in Peter's mind would give in and Open a Hell Maw, not the typical kind of magic meant to be wielded by someone so young. Demons came out and each would be made to sign contracts to wok for the man but the more the man pushed the more the dream hoped around from on bad memory to the next. As the dark hairs man cut out his tongue next. As he grab Peters broken jaw the boy seemed to hardly notice as the mental torture continued. He gave into Azazel, his chest moving quickly an his closed eyes opening filled with tears.
Azazel just kept pushing as the dream continued. This was his power this was what he had over other demons. This was the reason many had sought him. This was the reason he chose to work for abbadon. He was a demon who needed a leader. He felt no ill will towards the slave but he did as he was told he had always done what he was told. Azazel needed guidance from his leader otherwise he would just hide not wanting to be found. Sure he was evil but that didnt mean he took pleasure in hurting people that couldnt fight back. He would only push a little further to break the man but he would push.
The dream continued on with such torment and pain that Peter started trying to knock himself out just to get it to stop. He banged his head on the wall but couldn't get enough force into it. The dream continued with him being tortured but then it seemed things were slowing down and Peter was left alone in darkness, unable to talk or see. He was a shell of a being and then Nadin showed up and the boy charged at Peter taking his life. Peter gasped but unfortunately for this one h didn't break. He writhed on the ground groaning and moaning. his host stuck to haunting his dead and now rotting flesh. Peter shivered and threw up.
Azazel would growl "Just Give it up boy you cant fight me this is pointless for you." he said as he would push harder looking into the boys mind he would began to create a new memory for the boy. It was of Vivi she stood looking at peter with a hole in her chest Azazel stood behind her with her heart in his hand the woman would fall to the ground dead bleeding all over the field "Peter You were supposed to help me." she said before her eyes went blank and Azazel stood there laughing.
Peter had not broken at his memories of old because he had lived them and knew that they came to an end. So even though this man forced him to relive such horrors he could make his way through it. But now a new memory was being formed, one of Azazel killing Vivi. But perhaps to Azazels surprise Peter wouldn't cry or scream but laugh instead - you really think my mom is that easy to kill?- he starting laughing and laughing hard.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Sept 16, 2017 5:02:37 GMT -8
Azazel would sigh as that didnt work "fine boy thats fine." he said as he would send the boy back to where he was before effectively erasing the memory from his mind. Peter would feel something invisible like a big hand reaching around his midsection squeezing him very hard. "i dont like to be fought."
Peter felt the memory go though he was still laughing. Even as his mind returned to that moment in time when he was dead -too bad because I'm really good at fighting and my dad and mom could make you think you were a daisy if they wanted. - he thought and growled at the man but then he felt that squeeze and was soon finding it hard to breath.
Azazel would laugh at the boy "they would find it hard when i take over their bodies and make them believe they are dead. is that what you want your family gone." he said as he knew he screwed up when he showed him the memory he might as well show him he wasnt in control. he looked for a new memory that was just as bad continuing to squeeze the boy hopefully he would pass out soon.
Peter would laugh but he could barely breath now -their minds are stronger than mine. You on't be able to get into their heads so easily. - he thought back, his vision as blurring and he could see black dots in his vision. Unfortunately for Azazel the only other unhappy thought was with Amika. this on being rather tame in comparison to the last as it shoed him making out with her but then thy pulled away. "Amika..I love you.. I love you more than anything. Maybe it's dumb... I mean you were my first..." he flushed not able to finish the line of thought. Amika took hold of his chin and kissed him "I love you to Peter. I will do my best to change for you and just be yours and yours alone." He had smiled at this, happy in wha he had though to be a monogamous relationship. But then the image changed and he was standing in a room talking to her and Manic his father. He was standing right there when she approached his father and trailed her hand down his chest with that lustful look in her eyes that he though was his and his alone. He hadn't shouted.. He hadn't got mad h had just turned and left, feeling heartbroken and hurt. -Did his love mean nothing to her?- was all he could think
Azazel smiled and left the image of her in his mind "she left you and she is never coming back. look at her look at what you could have had." he said as he was tired of talking to this boy he squeezed as hard as he could on the boy "Good night." he said as he wouldnt let go until the boy was asleep
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Sept 16, 2017 5:03:20 GMT -8
Peter cried then, his hart aching still over her, the last image he would see was the one of her pregnant with some other man's child before at last he would pass out from lack of air.
Azazel would laugh as he got up and walked out leaving the boys mind and letting his body go. he would walk out and shut the door locking it even so the boy could not leave "Ugh i need to take a bath that was disgusting." he said as he walked away
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Sept 16, 2017 5:27:02 GMT -8
Peter lay in his cell feeling sick and worn. His arms had turned black from the cold iron shackles on his wrist. His back was black too as his wrists rested against his back. Drool was puddling under his head where he lay in cold sweats, dreaming and twitching.
Azazel walked back up to the prison tower he had a fun time with him yesterday but now he wanted information who was this boy and who was his mother and father. He would unlock the door and step inside "wake up boy i need you to talk with me." he said as he would walk in peter would feel a hand sitting him up and pinning him against the wall. If he didnt wake he would feel a smack across the face
Peter was hot with fever and soaked from sweat. He was easily moved, his body limp. He didn't wake at first as his mind was in a haze. The slap did rouse him a bit. He tried to talk but winced at the reminded that his jaw was broken and teeth were gone. -what..? Let me sleep.. I'm ill.. - his thoughts groaned.
Azazel looked to the boy "How did you come to be here?" he asked as he entered the boys mind listening to his words "Suck it up and give me what i want." he said as he looked to him pushing into his mind sifting through his memories to find the reason he was here
Peter flinched as the man entered his head. He couldn't fight it in this state. the cold iron shackles were sapping his strength as well as his magic. -I tried to rescue this girl and then.- the image played out of him taking up Abaddon's woman to try and save her but the demon had hunted him down and knocked him out, deciding to bring him here to this place.
Azazel looked to him "interesting peter." he said remembering his name from the visions he had yesterday "now tell me about your mother and father." he said as he would look for them.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Sept 16, 2017 5:30:46 GMT -8
Peter gave Azazel a hard glare -no. I have no reason to.. why would you even care to know about them?- he asked, dry heaving a bit as the boy wasn't well.
Azazel growled at him "fine i will do it myself you little bastard." he said as he pushed his way through his mind searching for any informationg on his family or on anyone he knew specifically those who he had loved
Peter screamed verbally, more drool dribbling down his front as the man pushed at his mind. Peter moaned as images of his time with Amika filtered through his mind. Going from her to Gwen and then Alex in her Groto. By the time Azazel had gone trough this Peter had his eyes closed trying to make out with the air. Azazl would learn that Amika was a demon while Alex and Gwen were more fairy like.
Azazel would smile "Well interesting seems you went through an awful lot of women. your dirty." he said as he found these people interesting "show me more about these fairies and this demon who is a disgrace to demons." he said as he looked for more information on them
Azazel would lean all Peter knew of amika. This being that the woman was a slut herself and not one to be tide down by even a man like him. He would find out she worked for the TOE and was to give birth to a child for TYR the god of evil though the child as not of the gods seed. In Peters hurt he had run to Gwen who was a wood nymph and Peter new little of her other than she was nice and kind to him and made the hurt a bit less. He knew she had plant magic like him but was perhaps a lot stronger. For ales he would know she had a grotto she could move around and hid in. One that not just anyone could get in. That as all that Peter knew
Azazel sighed as he learned as much as he could "they would make wonderful additions as slaves and maybe even that gwen as a lieutanant in my army perhaps i could talk her into it." he said as he looked to peter "who else do you know who is your father?" he asked curiously
Peter winced, already panting hard and still sweating -no.. no.. stop- He tried to push back but groaned. Two men came to Peter's mind as he was asked about his father. One was Bastion. He thought on happy moments playing with the man with the large wings and red hair. "Dad! Dad! I'm making the plants grow! Look!" A young Peter smiled up at the man. "Yes.. I can see that" Bastion chuckled, sharp teeth showing in his mouth. He looked handsome but fearsome. Another memory of Bastion and Manic kissing, Manic being taller than Bastion but with no wings and white hair. "eww... go find a room" the young boy had told them in his thoughts.
Azazel laughed "More demons wow." he said as he would look for more memories of the two "Two dads that is something else and both demons or what appears to be demons." he saidPeter grunted and winced. Despite being the son to these men the boy didn't know everything about them. Azazel would learn that Bastion as a phoenix more than a demon and that he worked in the central glade as a blacksmith. As for Manic.. well he was still a mystery. All the boy knew was that the man as a demon and the king of hell too. This meant they would be facing not one but two kingdoms coming down on their heads. He would not seem to know anything about what his fathers were weak too.
Peter grunted and winced. Despite being the son to these men the boy didn't know everything about them. Azazel would learn that Bastion as a phoenix more than a demon and that he worked in the central glade as a blacksmith. As for Manic.. well he was still a mystery. All the boy knew was that the man as a demon and the king of hell too. This meant they would be facing not one but two kingdoms coming down on their heads. He would not seem to know anything about what his fathers were weak too.
Azazel sighed as he looked through them "the king of hell huh well that is interesting perhaps he wants to know what a real demon can do." he said chuckling as he looked over bastion "hmm interesting a blacksmith and a phoenix" he said as he looked to peter "what else can you tell me about yourself what exactly are you." he said he wanted to hear from the boy not his memories
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Sept 16, 2017 5:32:50 GMT -8
Peter was panting hard, h had tried so hard to not say anything to not show him anything but it as all laid bare. He heard the question and realized even if he tried not to answer the man would just push into his head. -I'm a fairy.. - he responded, his head spinning and all feeling gone from his arms and back.
Azazel looked to him "i saw your fight with that one guy that doesnt live here i believe that you are strong but not quite strong enough." he said as he would look to peter "see i was hiding learning about this place before i approached anyone." he said smiling "i was living like a mouse and it sure was fun." he said as he looked through the boys mind to make sure he wasnt lying about being a fairy
Peter let his head lull backwards. -so what of the fight. Fairy have strong magic- he said and as Azazel searched he would find that while Peter wasn't lying about being a fairy now that the boy didn't want to show how this could be when Peter had once been a demon himself. -why do you want this information?- he asked, partly glad this one was not hurting him physically at least.
Azazel looked to peter "i like to know my enemies and those that serve under me." he said as he looked to peter "A demon oh now you are full of suprises. are you still part demon?" he asked as he looked to the boy. If the boy was he could still be useful to abbadon but a part of azazels army
Peter shook his head -no.. I'm a fairy now.. there is not a drop of demon in me..- he told the man, the blackness on his back growing to cover more of his skin. -these shackles.. please.. take them off.. they.. thy make me sick- he asked of the man
Azazel moved towards him touching the cuffs then backed away laughing "do you think im stupid" he said as he backed away he would feel a slight squeeze from the invisible hand holding him up not too hard but hard enough to stir him up
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Sept 16, 2017 5:35:26 GMT -8
Peter screamed at the squeeze -fairies can't lie... please take them off- he asked agin. The black mark on his skin growing to cover more of him. The shackles were made of cold forged iron and making Peter sick. They also kept him from using his magic. Btu they would do that so long as the shackles stayed close by too.
smiled "Ha thats hilarious. fairies cant lie my ass." he said as he looked to peter "fine il take them off but if you move towards me in any way the hand thats holding you up will squeeze you until you passout then i will take over your mind and make you believe you are a mouse." he said as he moved to him releasing the shackles but keeping them right next to him
Peter gasped as he felt the shackles removed, he groaned as he felt his body trying to undo the damage done by the cold forged Iron. He twitched and tried to move his arms just to get the blood flowing into them again -thank you..- he thought, his mind clearing more. -gods...that hurt..- he sighed
Azazel looked to him "now i must ask you peter why dont you listen to abbadon?" he asked curiously as he backed away from peter a good distance so peter wouldnt try anything he learned not to be too gracious from bane
Peter couldn't attack Azazel even if he wanted too. For one the man held him against a wall with an invisible hand and the iron shackles would keep him from using any magic. -what do you mean not listen to him? I did listen.. I just had enough and tried to run- he admitted. Feeling better now the shackles were off
Azazel looked to peter "well why run? you could be a part of my army ive seen you fight you could work with us. become one of us." he said smiling to him as he looked to him "im sure if you agree i can talk to abbadon and he will agree." he said smiling
-I just want to go home. I want to see my parents and family again... I want to see Abi's garden again... she has such a nice garden- his thoughts sigh thinking on it and h feels a bit of a flush coming to his checks unbidden. -I don't like fighting.. not if I don't have to.. I just want to grow my plants and be happy- he sighed.
Azazel Sighed "No no going home and none of that dumb reminisicing bullshit you will learn to love fighting. or you can be a gardner the rest of your life for abbadon." he said as he looked to him seriously
Peter lofted a brow -so if i learn to fight I can leave and you will take this collar off?- he asked, the boy already thinking of things like escape and the smell of what? He realized he was thinking of Abi again, the way she smelt when he had gotten in close to her neck. He shivered a bit and gave his head a shake. He had feelings for Alex and for Gwen, surely he could have feelings for Abi too, they were just friends and had only met the once.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Sept 16, 2017 5:36:34 GMT -8
Azazel laughed and looked to him "if you learn to fight and accept abbadon as your leader and i as his general i will talk to abbadon about putting you in the army and when we go to do what abbadon wants perhaps i will take the collar off but you must become solely dependent upon us as your masters. we control what you do when you do," he said looking to peter
Peter frowned, he didn't like the idea of having to fight against his will and being forced to do what these men said. -no.. I think I would rather be a gardener and grow a plant big enough to climb out- he smirked.
Azazel laughed "oh that will never happen you dumb boy." he said as he moved to the boys mind once more "Remember these faces. the faces of people you love you will never see again." he said bringing forth gwen alex and amika just images of them
Peter frowned -they will come for me.... alex will come for me... Amika may not but alex will As will my fathers.. and maybe..Maybe Abi too- he thought, his spirit strong and him not willing to break.
Azazel laughed "They wont come for you they dont care you dont even know your fathers that well i doubt they would come for a loser son." he said looking to peter "look good because if they do come imagine what we will do to them imagine what we could do." he said continuing to laugh as he would just seem to grow bigger and bigger
Peter growled -just because I don't know everything about my fathers dos not mean they don't love me. They raised me. they have always been there for me and each other... you on't break me with your stupid mind games and even more idiotic words- he thought back, getting angry but pinned and not rally able to do anything
Azazel looked to peter "your nothing peter your nothing dont you understand they should be here already he is the king of hell and hasnt found a way here. he is pathetic just like you." he said as a invisible hand would go to the leg that abbadon had cracked and would squeeze it some
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Sept 16, 2017 5:39:05 GMT -8
Peter struggled against Azazel, his words only making him more angry - screw you! you don't know me or my family. Looking at my thoughts at my memories.. that's nothing like knowing them- he thought and tried to spit on the man calling out as he put pressure on the injured leg "aaargg"
smiled "you were much better with the cuffs on. i know all i need to know about you now. and your just getting on my nerves." he said getting spit on as he moved over to the cuffs grabbing them "Did you just spit on me?" he said looking to him hell as he looked to him he would move to peters fingers and began breaking them one by one
Peter struggled but the man had him pinned and even with the shackles off Peter couldn't fight back. He cried out as fingers broke -do your worst.. I wont ever b your slave your idiot- he snarled.
Azazel laughed at the boy "yes you will boy that is what you dont understand." he said as he moved to the boy and grabbed his tongue he would grow his nail until it was like a dagger and he would sharpen it on the stone and cut peters tongue off "well that just doesnt seem like enough i mean you did spit on me." he said as he would grow his thumb nail and his middle finger nail and take his eyes out of his head. he would laugh as he cut the eyes out "you cant see me now can you." he said chuckling as he would move towards him
Peter cried out when his fingers were , doing his best to keep Azaze out of his mouth but with no teeth to bite and a broken jaw that wouldn't close right he couldn't -no.. noo.. - his mind called out in a panic feeling him grip his tongue and then cut it off, blood spilling out of his mouth Peter struggled turning his head to avoid losing his eyes too But it was no use. He mentally screamed and then fainted from blood loss.
Azazel laughed and put the shackles on the boy before leaving and locking the door. He would go to the kitchen and find a jar and put the eyes and tongue in it and walked back to his room setting them up.
((OOC NOTE: Continued HERE ))
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Tyrannights is a free-form play by post RPG with a medieval fantasy setting. It was formed in 1997 by Shawn and Doreen with many different owners and versions over the years. Its current version is Tyran: Tales of Legends owned by Sinead and Laelia.
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