Hell on Earth

[Arianna]

"You can no more kill us than I would kill myself, We are ghosts...the walking dead. We do not rise then fall, we stay the same throughout the ages. The only thing that can harm us is this." I indicated the dagger at my belt.
"I believe you know one of my descendents.....Ilyria, I believe she is called." I paused

"Oh and one warning, you take our powers or kill us and all purebloods die. Even the Queens you call Pepper and Chimera."

((They are NOT all powerful but have a bit more strength than Illyria did in the first episodes of angel season five))

[Maya]

I raised my eyes at Daniel,
"Nice to have you on board, Dan. Just be careful." Then, still slicing at demons, i worked my way over to Jessy and the ancients. "Whatever ok?" I snapped, "But believe it or not, we're not trying to kill you, we're trying to stop everyone else dying! So help, or shove off!" I didn't even wait for them to reply. I ignored their outraged looks and moved to jessy. I wasnt a shifter, they werent MY ancestors dieties or royalty. I then held my hand above where her mouth should be and whispered,
"Para retornar, ao reparo, à cura"
And her mouth reappeared, the soft breath of sleep passing her lips. I smirked, knowing this would piss off the ancients, and then surrounded her with a protective shield, dropping an amulet within the shield beside her to sustain it.
Seconds later i was back in full swing, stabbing the nearest demon.

(( ;D ))

[Jessy Jackson]

(((Thanks Mai! God, thought I'd never get my mouth back)))

[Saraiyu]

(())

"So it seems." I said in a bored voice, lazily slicing a spider in two

[Jessy Jackson]

I woke up feeling better, if not good.

[Jessy Jackson]

(((Karen)))

I looked up. My vision was blurred, I could hardly see. Crap.

[Arianna]

"hello witch" I said amiably

[Jessy Jackson]

(((Karen)))

"Hi," I said vaguely before falling unconcious.

(((Jessy)))

"She gets a hello but I get no mouth? And I'm the good guy. No offence K. K?" I looked at the unconcious witch.

[TPot]

I glared at the ancestor that had taken over Pepper. Without looking I killed a demon that was coming up at me. I wasn't going to let them out of my sight until I knew Pepper was back.

[Jack]

Suddenly I was cut off from everyone else. I was surrounded by demons. I vanished. A demon's head fell off, and another, and another, and another. Then I got covered in demon blood. Not good. They could see the blood. I had managed to make a hole though the demons to get out. More filled the hole. I switched back to the first type of bullets I had used. I shot straight at the closest demon. The bullet blew up again into the white fire. I ran over crispy demon bodies to where Alia and Priz were. Priz was looking at me. "You control angel fire already?" She asked.

"What?"

"The white fire. Holy angel fire. A highly destructive force on evil but if a good person or friend of the wielder used it. They would be healed."

[Maya]

*Aila*
"Cool." I said appreciatively.


((Ok, bored now. And you're still making it too easy guys!! So Im gonna have to have some fun. ;D ))


*Maya*
The demons were coming at an even greater rate. Even with teh bunch of incredible fighters we now had, from ancients to soldiers of one of the greatest goddesses, their numbers were far from dwindling. Jessy was down, Karen was worse. All the rest of us were hurt but too stubborn to admit it even to ourselves.
As i was thinking it, Twisting my sword in the side of a demon, three more came at me at once. I spun, pushing one back with magic, and swinging at another, but the third got through...

A burning sensation, deep inside me...

Total numbness....

Followed shortly by excruciating pain...

The demon pulled it's sting back, looking down on its prey...

I fell first to my knees, and then slumped to the ground...

I was gonna die, that i knew...

But dead, i couldnt help the others...

And as i was dying, risk to myself was negligable.

Rolling painfully onto my back, I bug in a pocket, and retrieved a black velvet pouch. I tipped the contents into my other hand, and the demons, ready to feast, suddenly backed off. I grinned a tired, pained grin, and gripped the deep red stone in my hand. Then, every part of my body feeling as if it were on fire, I recited the passage i'd learnt by heart, in a voice so quiet it was barely audible, but stony as the Earths core and firey as hell:

"Faça exame daqueles quem nos atacam. Remova-os deste lugar. Ajuda-me. Tomada de mim o que você deve. Embue mim com a força para destrui-los. I, suporte da pedra do poder, comandam-na. Eu comando-a!"

*third person*

A bolt of lightening cut down from the sky, stiking Maya's body and causing her back to arch up and involuntary scream was torn from her...

((Translation: Take those whom attack us. Remove them from this place. Helps me. Take from me what you must. Embue me with the strength to destroy them. I, holder of the stone of power, command it. I command it!))

[Jack]

I fell backwards. The sword falling uselesly somewhere to the side of me. I glared up the the demon directly above me. I kicked out at it. It didn't seem to care. The sting came out. I kicked out again. Nothing. I kicked out a third time. Knowing that this would be my last try. I hit the sting and knocked it sideways. It hit the ground right near my ear. Then my guns were in my hands. I shot straight into the demon. I was showered in demon blood again. I now had a job as hard as killing the thing. Moving it's corpse of me.

[Aredhel]

((holy crap I take ONE NIGHT away to do chemistry, and suddenly you've jumped from page 3 to page 7! what is this?!))

((oh, and before I say anything else, from a few pages ago, DOC! you are my IDOL! I saw the word 'nar' and I was like "omigod! OH MY GOD!" because that's not just an 'accepted' word, that is THE word, in the back of the Silmarillion, used in the name of one of the BIG elven princes of old! this is HUGE! you're GREAT!))

((ok, lots of elvish here, not even gonna BOTHER italicizing it, cause it would take too long. translations can be found at the bottom.))

"Qala, morion!" I spat at my feet as it's head finally came off. I had long since reverted to my mother tongue of elvish. The spiders knew very well what I meant, and as for my allies, I'm sure didn't care.

Through it all, Aralin stayed near me, never willing to leave my side. For a millennia I had shunned her, and she had done the same to me, yet both wished for the love of the other. Now, when we finally held that love and cherished it, it was on the brink of being torn from us all too soon. But we would not let it go quite so easily. We would fight until bitter end, and we would fight side by side. We were the Quendi, the Children of Iluvatar, the firstborn of Arda. We would not bow to defeat.

"Mornië utúlië!" I heard Aralin cry. I was distracted for a moment, and it would have cost me, had she not seen the demon bearing down on me. A shot to its eye brought it screaming to a halt, and I had enough time to mutter "nár fëanna" as it fell dead.

I turned quickly to Aralin. "Mana quentëlyë?"

"Mornië alántië," she said, rather quietly, and I felt my heart break.

"Avánwiëlyë esteltya?" I questioned herm emotion pouring from my voice. This could not be happening. She was my rock, she could not be dissuaded.

"Lá haryën estel voro," she replied. "Ananta mahtan."

I could feel them, there again, the second time in uncounted ages, the tears. They came so easily now, looking at my sister. She saw no victory for us, but she fought, and I saw in her eyes and heard in her voice that she fought for me. Finding her had taken too long.

"Antávan estel anelyë," I whispered. The Celebhith, almost forgotten in the battle, materialized in my hand, called forth from the pocket dimension it was stored in. A light began to shine from deep within it. I could feel the energy building, pushing against my control, fighting to be set free. The spirits came to me from the Halls of Mandos, ready to fight for the fate of Arda. I looked towards the heavens, towards my dearest sister, and finally towards the giant spider moving towards us.

"Fëan, á tul! Nin á mahta!" I cried out, and the energy was released. The light poured out, and the spirits, vague shapes and whisps of being, overcame the beast. It fell, and the light receded. The spirits returned to their home in the Halls of Mandos, to await the next time they were summoned.

I could see Aralin smiling at me, a sad smile. But I could see a fire in her eyes. She would have hope, and when the fight was over, she would stand by my side, hope or not.

((Note: some translations aren't exactly LITERAL. I may have written "what did you say" when it's literally "what said you?", or it might be me writing "I never had hope" when it's really "I did not have hope ever" or whatever.

Qala morfion: die, son of the dark
Mornië utúlië: darkness has come
nár fëanna: fire to spirit
Mana quentëlyë?: What did you say?
Mornië alántië: darkness has fallen
Avánwiëlyë esteltya?: Have you lost your hope?
Lá haryën estel voro: I never had hope
Anata mahtan: And yet I fight.
Antávan estel anelyë: I will give you hope
Fëan, nin á tul! Nin á mahtan!: Spirits, come to me! Fight for me!

If you want anything more detailed on one of them (for future use or whatever) or if you want to know what individual words are (cause most words have prefixes and suffixes and are conjugated and stuff) just PM me.))

[Azoth (Kyler)]

(((Ahhhh! Crappy crap crap! I never saw this thread! And now it's 7 pages long! Is this the BIG demon fight? (obvoius question) if so... I'm gonna jump in, and could someone please tell me what happened from page 2 through to page 6? I read 1 and 7...)))

'Hold them until midnight, on the last stroke, I shall arrive and try my best to turn the tide of this battle, but an army of the dead cannot perform miricles. Hold them off, do not be afraid of death!' I sent a telepathic mind message to Maya, 'Know this wisdom: death, is only the beginning!'


(((Sorry... had to add that last bit, it was sittiing in my mind and well, it sounds cool)))

[TPot]

I ran up beside Maya. She didn't look to good. I stood and waited. The others can fight the demons. But I would stand guard over Maya. Until she was ready to fight again. Or she died. Whatever came first. <Doc.> I called mentaly. <I'll look after Maya, Jessy and Karen for you.>