Supernatural Supremecy RPG

[dinoman666]

The cobra nimbly swerved to dodge the swipe. "If you live, I assure you, you will be!" It lunged forward, headbutting Diana and sending her skidding across the now-rocky ground, which was still covered with a blue mist.

[Shade]

Diana snarled again and charged at the cobra. She leapt up and her jaw clamped on the it's throat. "Doubt it," she growled through her mouthful of snake flesh.

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The snake's tail wrapped around Diana, pulling her off effortlessly, leaving a gash in the snake's neck, which shot out more jets of choking smoke. The cobra threw Diana away as if she weighed nothing, then hissed, "So sad. It's no wonder you have such disturbed dreams. You can't even fight your own battles! Why Siete took you as a slave is beyond me..." Its eyes glinted, probing Diana's mind further than he had already throughout the entire chase and fight...

[Shade]

Diana growled softly and she picked herself back up. "I don't know myself actually," she said. "But if you find out, let me know." She charged at Nightmare again, but this time she aimed more for the head. She landed on it and bit into it's eye.

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[i]Hissing furiously, the Nightmare shook its head viciously, throwing Diana off and sending her falling to the ground. The Nightmare transformed back into its true form, smoke leaking from its eye. "Why tell you about yourself? You'll be gone from this world soon enough anyway, and then you will no longer need to suffer!" The Nightmare raised a claw, slamming it into Diana's gut, leaving three deep gashes. It backed off, letting the wound slowly bleed Diana to death. The Demon hissed, "That wound will not heal naturally, so good luck. Wake up and feel real pain..." It disappeared from sight, forcing Diana to wake up, revealing three slash marks in her stomach, which were already staining her bedsheets red...

[Shade]

Diana cringed and curled herself into a ball. She would not cry out, she would take the pain, until the wounds would heal. Slowly and painfully the skin knitted back together, but soon she was falling back into another dream. The red dream again. This time she didn't scream, she took every pain, every single fiery blast to her blood veins she took and she could've sworn her heart was slowing once again...

[The Kingpin]

Drake was standing in the doorway, an angered look on his face. Whether Diana noticed he was there or not didn't matter. he had seen enough. those Demons had alot to answer for. at the very least, he'd have them get rid of the Nightmare. if that failed, he'd kill it himself...

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The Nightmare reappeared, this time in the real world, crouching over Diana's form, hissing as it raised its claws aggressively.

Wisp, after a moment of waiting for Gunther's response, started suddenly. "What the... Where'd my Nightmare go?!" she said. Swiftly, she flew upstairs, calling, "Here, Nighty Nighty Nightmare!"

[The Kingpin]

Drake was standing next to the Nightmare in a split second, his hand wrapping around it's neck and pulling it down to the ground, pinning it down and putting the tip of his foot on the creature's neck, an armblade extended, pointing right at the creature's neck. "Don't....move...a muscle" he hissed dangerously as the tip of the blade touched the creature's chin, it's sharpness enough to leave a cut where it touched, even without pressure...

[Doc 42]

Fitz, walking on his own quitely in the small town, was suddenly torn from his thoughts by his phone ringing. He flipped it up to his ear to hear Jeff hissing "Man, where the hell is the worm's head? I've been defending you and Trix for god knows how long. You either kill him by next weekend or your brains are up for grabs" Fitz growled back, annoyed at the interuption "I'm working on it! I cant pull this stuff out of nowhere you know? I have to find the bast*** first!" Jeff merely hung up...


Fitz cursed loudly, lashing out at a rock with his foot before turning and marching back, clearly pissed off....

4 young vampires wearing dirty worn clothes quietly stalked the fighters... the 4 of them were crouched behind a fence, hidden by shadows, constantly whisspering to one another. The leader hissed feircely "Guys shut it! We wait till they done before coming out... ok? We can do this..." the others nodded and the leader drew out a small machine pistol from within his jacket. The others taking out similar weapons, previously concealed in their belts or in inside-pockets.... The leader cocked the gun and said "Indestructible? Remember?" The 4 nodded, all forming fists punching them together lightly...

[Evil Eye]

As Pyro flew through the air, the rage building up in him, he could feel himself growing unstable. Not good... must find person.... must kill... were the only thoughts he could form in his head. He was going into a blood-thirsty state, as occasionally happened to him, every time he felt certain extremely strong emotions, like anger or fear; he would find himself going into a kill-happy mode, where unless he did something about it, he would grow more and more unstable until he went insane.

OOC: like as in i cannot emphasize enough how strong the emotion must be before he gets unstable...

[Zephyr]

Flint ducked into a side tunnel and peeked out to make sure the hunters hadnt seen him. They started ransacking the camp-like area around the fire tearing through everything. A whisper came from behind flint and he turned to be greeted by an unhappy glare from Moriarty just inches away. Next time, make sure you lose them. was all he said. Flint sighed in relief, Well... what are we going to do? Moriarty crouched down low and began to make his way deeper down the chamber maybe to get around to the otherside without being seen. Get the others, we'll kick these b*stards out of here, the hard way.

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Hissing, the Nightmare glared hatefully at Drake, but didn't move. Wisp flew into the room, looking surprised. "Bad Nightmare! Very bad!" She crossed her arms and glared disapprovingly at it, as if it were a disobedient dog.

[The Kingpin]

Drake looked at Wisp, not in the least satisfied by the demon's idea of punishment. "You have 24 hours to take it somewhere where i don't have to worry about it hurting my friends anymore. Diana's been wounded AGAIN because of this abomination you call a pet. if it touches any of my friends again, regardless of the circumstances, i will make sure that'll be the last thing it ever does" he said, his blade still against the Demon's chin, not moving further towards it or further away, the tip of the blade only slightly dipped with the creature's blood from a very shallow cut made on it's chin...

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A little bit of smoke leaked from the wound, which suddenly became a full-fledged jet, which blew Drake off the Nightmare and onto his back. The now-freed Demon, instead of attacking Drake, turned and leaped at Wisp, but was caught mid-air by the throat with her clawed hand, eyes suddenly blazing red. "I said BAD!" She threw the struggling Nightmare into the wall with such force, the resulting crack and pained screech woke Velkor with a start. "What the hell?" he hissed to himself, getting up to go investigate. The Nightmare leaped to its feet and slashed at Wisp's gut, who nimbly flew to the side, her foot whipping up and slamming into its chin. Falling once more, the Nightmare was beset upon viciously by Wisp, who slashed repeatedly at it with her razor-sharp claws. The two were surrounded by a cloud of blue smoke leaking from the Demon's wounds, obscuring the fight, but not the screeches and hisses emanating from the smoke cloud.

[Tediz]

Gunther followed Wisp, standing at the doorway. He listened to what Drake had to say to the Wisp. He looked puzzled. "Sir... Why don't you just... Kill it? Or something. I don't know... You could always give it to the Agency. I'm sure they'd love something like... That."

[The Kingpin]

Drake looked at the two fighting, sighing. "Well if you'd like to take that back to your agency, go ahead. personally, i'm completely prepared to let these two fight till they drop. maybe then your 'mistress' will know why taking in pets you can't fully control is a bad thing to do. i just hope i can get the blood out of the carpet when they're done" he said...

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"Oh, Nightmares don't bleed," growled Velkor, scooting past Gunther and walking in, watching the two fight as if he had seen it a dozen times before. "And at the rate this is going, all you'd take back to the Agency is a dead body." A moment later, the smoke began to thin, and Wisp emerged, practically unscathed, the twitching Nightmare below her, covered in gruesome slash marks. Her eyes turned blue and she said, "Velkor, my monster broke. Can I have another now?" "Yes, as long as it's, you know, non-sentient." The Nightmare's wounds leaked smoke weakly, and its eyes dimmed. It gave one final twitch, then lay still. Velkor shook his head in disappointment. "Now who do you expect to clean this up, Wisp?" Wisp sighed forlornly, then her eyes brightened. "Gunther can get rid of it!"

[The Kingpin]

Drake raised an eyebrow at Wisp's suggestion. "Gunther, clean up after YOUR mess? i think not" he said as his blade retracted. "On a side note, as far as i know, the Nightmare isn't dead yet. last i heard, they could only be killed in dreams, or via other mental forms of combat" he added...

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Wisp leaned over, looking at the Nightmare with a scrutinizing eye. "Sure looks dead to me..." Velkor rolled his eyes. "Wisp, shush. Drake, if you're not sure it's dead, then go get some of your Brimstone pals. They could probably handle it. I'll even make sure the thing doesn't wake up again until they get here, if you want me too."