Supernatural/Crime Thriller RP

[Scorpio]

"Fair enough."

I grab a new shirt from my bag that I'd left here.

"I'd better look good for where we're going."

I step out onto the balcony.

"We're going to get some backup."

I turn back to Kammie.

"You're okay for this? I've heard levitating is more strenuos than flying."

[Delacroix(Rei)]

I turn and I smile.
"I've been levitating for more then one thousand years, not strenuous at all." I say, smiling wryly.
My robe turns into a jet black and it takes form into a slimming dress that accentuates my shape.
"Like it...?" I say, spinning slowly.

[Scorpio]

I gape for a few seconds.

"Well, that's pretty woman...I mean pretty impressive."

I hop up on the rail, ready to leap off.

"I'm heading to a club on the strip, try to keep up."

I drop off and swoop back upwards on the air current.

[Delacroix(Rei)]

I levitate infront of him and I scan his mind quickly getting the location of the club.
"No, You keep up." I say sneering as I send a shockwave as I speed towards the club.

[Scorpio]

"Wow."

I follow her the best that I can, but she's already waiting by the time I land at the entrance.

"Too good."

I catch my breath.

"Is there anything you can't do?"

[Rakk]

An Angel came today, one of only a select few who have been allowed to live. Metatron wanted to meet Ry'ach at a neutral location, obviously Ry'achs mansion was no where near neutral in the eyes of Metatron. It was a club on the strip called Valkyries, they would fit in there and be lost among the hustle and bustle.

The meeting was in thirty minutes, for anyone traveling by conventional means it would have taken an hour maybe longer to get to the city, and then the traffic would have been a nighmare. For Ry'ach the nightmare was not traffic it was the meeting. Both he and Metatron were never unarmed, no matter where they went, they had words that could kill or wound. But these words were very messy effecting everything in earshot, this club was a shot to make sure they would not be able to do it.

Sitting at a table, lost among the crowd Ry'ach found Metatron, his entourage sitting at several tables around him, obviously trying to blend in.

Metatron motioned for Ry'ach to sit.

Ry'ach sat, the two looked at each other summing one another up trying to see the changes each had undergone since their parting.

"How long have you been after me Enoch, I know it can't be counted in years at all, possibly in millenia, but not years." Ry'ach said.

"A very long time, ever since your betrayal, you know we do not forgive easily, and when you went over to the Great Old ones... you became persona non grata. And non one has called me Enoch for a very long time, I believe I cut out the tongue of the last man who called me that." Metatron replied.

"I'm guessing you feel a little exposed out here, bringing all your men out here, sitting them around us at a 'neutral' location. I believe I am more neutral in your conflict with the great old ones than this club is to us. You know very well why I left, and why I, out of ignorance, joined up with the only viable option of the time."

"Should not an ignorant man pay for his crimes? Regardless of what you knew, you still broke our blood covenant, to protect humanity at all costs."

"Even the cost of their soul and free will, all that made them special to Yahweh, it seems you conveniently forget who betrayed who firs, you broke it when you and the others removed him and imprisoned him in an endless dream between life and death, knowing no end or continuation." Ry'ach countered.

"Everything is a matter of perspective, and he would have been many times worse then us. He would have used us until we were no longer needed. And then thrown us aside like children's playthings. We would have been reduced to the clay he used to love so much. He-"

"I do not need you lectures about Yahweh, we all know what he was capable of, his powers then still dwarf my powers of late and even your entire army. If I were to find the dead city and release him, he might just be like the great old ones and destroy everything for what you have done. The universe balances out in the end, one transgression leads to another." Ry'ach interrupted, the air stiffening.

The truce talk was not going well. Metatron was trying to push Ry'ach into action and give him the right to call anything he does a defensive action.

Ry'ach sighed and decided to try and change subjects to the business at hand. "I called this meeting because I want a truce. The Great Old ones grow their power rapidly, and by holding a witch hunt to distract yourself from the true problems that abound this world you are only signing its doom."

Metatron smirked, "If anyone knows their power it would be you..."

Ry'ach's face turned into a scowl.

"I placed them and all of that long behind me If you wish to continue this witch hunt you may, but I would advise you to pay attention to more pressing matters."

"Please Ry'ach, you should know better than anyone that we are always prepared, they do not dare to show themselves yet, they are barely assembling their followers." Metatron took out a small leather bound PDA, his glyph moving on the screen, "I really do believe with our firmest intelligence that by the time the Great Old Ones are a threat I will have your twisted and scarred head on my wall. I believe that you will make a great addition to my office."

Metatron continues standing from the table coldness grasping his voice, "Do not think that for a minute that your stunt on our scout convoy will place teh 'fear of god' in us. So you killed a few pawns... bah." Metatron spit on the floor.

Ry'ach stood both men standing staring getting ready for the attack, the brief truce that was held in this meeting was officially over. Metatron was bent on letting the universe and everything in it burn than bury a personal grudge for a short period of time.

Eighteen, and Enoch versus me... bad odds... I guess I may have to use voice.

[Kan]

OOC: dang when you two get into it,..... damn!
IC: The girl wakes up as we get to the roof and watch Jake fly off, Darius puts the girl down and I walk over to her and I notice she is human, "So now then what is going on lil girl? I ask her as a dark cloud grows closer to our position, "Well now, time to call for some back up" I say out loud, "Gus that retirement of your was never meant to last" I chuckle out.

[Khallos]

Chezzy and a few associates would have retreated to a cliff top on the edge of town to watch the pandemonium, waiting for the cavalry to arrive. Legs hanging over the edge, Chezzy leant forwards some, his chin in his paws... apparently talking to himself. "Has Queenie responded yet?" He asked, apparently talking to himself.

"Mmmhmm. But you wont like it." This voice was more.. sinister than Chezzy's, and sounded like an obscene threat on the wind. This voice could take "good morning" and turn it into an excuse for genocide. "Oh?" Chezzy asked. "Mmm. Yes. She says she couldn't really care less about this place... its no fun anymore. Besides, we've still got the other spheres."

"But we like THIS one, dammit!" Came a more pompous voice, which seemed to bring to mind almost instantly the image of a fat Victorian factory owner. "We've worked damn hard on it, and we cant just let a bunch of constructs ruin everything just because they cant wait for Doomsday." "Here here." Mumbled Chezzy dispassionately. Oh damn. He could see his house from here. It was on fire. "Well, there is SOME good news then. Her Majesty said that she wasn't in the mood for such a boring task.. so she contacted someone who would be." "Wait... Oh, no.." Chezzy mumbled.. and then turned some.

Sitting on the rocks behind him was, on the left, a deep blue cat dressed in a Tophat and Tails, complete with monocle and a fat belly to rival Santa, and on the right... was an exeedlingly thin greyish cat. And, now forming between them, was 5 grey, hooded cloaks forming in midair, the middle one looking slightly more authoritative. "You called... Mi'lords?" The faceless cloaked asked, hesitating a little before saying the lords part.

"...Yes." Chezzy said, biting back a groan. Auditors! They'd get the job done, certainly, but... "We've had a little.. incident with a construct. Jumped the gun on CH-A1. Made a hell of a mess. We were wondering if..." "We could fix it for you?" The cloak finished for him. "Of course. It is the reason we exist at all..." "Just... try not to be so heavy handed, hmm?" The fat cat asked. "We don't want another Mexico crater, do we."

"I don't tell you how to do your job, sire.." The cloak said It's tone of vouce suggesting he barley considered the Cat's to have a job at all. If Chezzy didn't know better, he'd say it was mocking him.. but he knew that they didn't know how. "Well.. Off you go, then." Gaunt said.. before watching the 5 cloaks fade out.

"I don't know why we made them in the first place..." Fatty complained. Chezzy just sighed. "Because they love the Jobs we hate. Besides, Physics is so monotonous..."

[Kan]

Just as the girl starts to talk a flash of purple lightning strikes just a spitting distance away from us.
"We need to get off this roof, lets go!" I shout as I race to the door, holding the girl.

[Ty]

"Not to overstep your authority, sir, but there is a faster way to go about that."

Darius quickly hoisted Justin and the girl onto his shoulders, then ran and jumped off the roof. He slowed their fall and landed gracefully on his feet. He set Justin and the girl down.

"You have my apologies. I deeply enjoy doing that."

[Kan]

"Hoorah that was bad-ass man"
I look around and see the hotel I am staying at.
"Darius I need to get my weapons, and contact Gus, can you take us to the motel blue oyster?"
I ask Darius.
In the background a hulking form is stalking me it seems, almost wolf like.

OOC: dont attack the hulking form ok? I have a plan for him.

[Ty]

"Take you, sir? I'm not sure that I understand your request. I do not know the way any better than you, and in case I had not made it clear earlier, I cannot fly there. I am afraid we will have to proceed on foot from here."

Darius made a strange metallic noise that could only be interpreted as soft laughter.

"That is, unless you wish for me to carry you in my arms like a bride."

[Kan]

"Hell if it gets us there faster and away from that cloud thing, I say what the hell, I'll tell you which way to go you just worry about getting us there"
I say to Darius as I heft the child up, "This kid's been real quiet hasn't she?"
I point to a nearby building which a sign at the top says Blue oyster.
"Lets go" I say as a lightning bolt strikes near us again.

[Ty]

"...I had hoped you weren't being serious. Very well. As you wish."

Darius picked up Justin and the girl, then dashed as quickly as he could to the hotel. He couldn't move as quickly as before, but he was still more than fast enough to escape the ominous clouds overhead.

Once at the hotel, Darius set his passengers down and opened the door for them.

"Sir, I must apologize, but if you are safe for the time being, I must take my leave now. It seems I have taken more damage today than I had anticipated. I must retreat to undergo repairs. I promise to return with all due haste." He bowed slightly. "Until then, farewell."

Darius turned and darted down the street out of sight, changing back to his non-descript human shape as he went.

[Kan]

"Alright then lets head up to the room"
As I get in the elevator the kid is still silent.
We arrive at my room and I open the door.
I set the kid down in one of the chairs and begin loading all of my magazines with rounds and putting them into a large bag save for the P90 on put in on a sling which I put on over my shoulder(If you watch stargate SG1 or Atlantis you will get it), the bag with the two guns in there weighs about 20 pounds. I set the bag down on the floor next to bed and grab the phone, dialing Gus's number.
OOC: I out for the night guys cya.

[Scorpio]

Kammie and I head down to the entrance. Several Juggernauts are standing frozen in the hallway, a female bouncer wearing the same hooded jackets as the other bouncers, plus a blindfold stands guard. Something slithers under her hood. A Gorgon?

"Go on in, end of the world special tonight. Unless you're here to cause trouble."

"No, we're just looking for some people. Are 'T' and 'M' here?"

She sniffs the air.

"Oh, you're that guy from the other night. They're still kinda steamed."

"I'm not here to fight. Just to ask a favor."

"Go on in, but watch yourself."

She opens the door. The place is crowded with all kinds of myths. Here to drink themselves to death before HIM kills them probably.

[Kan]

"Hey Gus something bad is going down here, I need some back up"
I say to Gus over the phone, "Well if you are looking for me or any of the others comin it ain't happenin, sorry son we have some sh*t going on here to, 'Shoot them in the gut then the head!' I wish you were here these guys are a pain in the ass, 'The barrier is broken, back to the storage room!' I gotta go son, their is a Super nat club in Vegas, most humans can't see it or them but that pendant should have started working now, *after he give me the directions a roar can be heard over the phone* Bring it you freak! *Several shots are fired*"
The line goes dead and I am silent in a moment of morning.

I walk over to the bedside table and open the drawer and take out a small pistol and a ancient cross.
I give the two items to the girl and tell her, "The cross should protect you somewhat and the pistol can injure most super natural beings, use it if you are attacked, I need to go get me an army"

I walk out the door with bag in hand and machete and spear held on my back with holsters.
I step out of the building and people are panicking, but not from me, they are to scared to notice me and my weapons.

I stay running towards the club Gus told me of.
As I enter it I get hateful stares, from a large amount of people, who I figure are super nats in human form.

As I walk to the back of the club a frozen Juggernaut steps in my way (by control of the women) and a women with a slithering sound coming from her head addresses me,
"You are not welcome here Hunter"

[Ty]

Darius wasn't gone too long. He managed to find a skilled metalworker who fixed him up very quickly. He felt somewhat guilty about his method of payment, though. Justin would no doubt be discovering soon that he was carrying significantly less money than he had before.

It was for the greater good, Darius had thought to himself, and I shall repay him as soon as I am able. I'm sure he will understand.

Once back at the hotel, Darius scaled the side of the building to avoid detection. However, as he looked in the windows to various rooms, he couldn't find Justin anywhere. Finally, he spotted the girl from earlier and climbed into the room she was in. He was puzzled to find her alone, though.

"Empusa? Where is the sergeant?" he asked her.

[Scorpio]

ooc: Justin, the Juggernauts are frozen dead by the Gorgon, plus she's at the entrance, not in the club. No clubs ever let people just walk in.

ic:
Over the music I hear someone arguing with the doorwoman.

Oh dear God it's him.

I make my way up to the office, maybe I can talk these guys into not killing him, although they might like to keep him out of the way.

I force open the office door, Wu sits counting his money. 'T' and 'M' are standing to either side of the door. I fish around in my pocket.

"Here you go big guy." I hand 'M' back his nose ring. He grunts a reluctant thanks.

[Kan]

OOC: Damn I read it wrong sorry.
IC:
"Miss I was told by a man named Gus I could find someone to help me here"
at the name Gus she appears surprised and reluctantly allows me entrance,
"I won't start nothing you and all the others should know that"
I say as I activate the stone in my pocket, vanishing from sight.
I walk in and begin watching and listening, and then I see him, Cole.
OOC: I fixed the other post scorp sry for the misunderstanding of it.

[Scorpio]

Wu looks at me shocked for a few second.

"My God. What do you want now? I gave you your key. I'm just trying to run a business here."

"If you want abusiness to run hear me out. All that's happening outside. It's one of the big ones, and as much as I hate to admit, we can't do this alone. I need whatever you can give."

"Only information, I haven't fought in a long time."

Wu looks out to his club.

"But I'd sure like somewhere for those people to spend their money. I'll pull a few strings.

'T' and 'M' step towards me. 'T' speaks up.

"We uh....were thinking about asking the twins out next week....we want there to be a next week."

"Thanks guys." I'm actually shocked. "No hard feelings?"

'M' punches me in the gut. I drop to my knees gasping before he helps me up.

"Naw, not anymore."

"(wheeze) Great....ahem....lets see if we can't rile the rest of these soldiers up."

We step out back into the main club. Getting their attention is one thing, convincing them to help us fight HIM is something else.

[Kan]

My finger rests anxiously on my P90's trigger, which is aimed at his head, I reluctantly decide against it, I came here for help and killing Cole in plain sight of the others would kill my chances.

As I let my P90 rest on my chest again I notice Jake come out of a room in the back, with a Troll and a Minotaur. "Hmm looks like we had the same idea" I mutter, causing a few close to me to look around.

[Khallos]

Meanwhile, on the very edge of town, things would be afoot.

The Auditors had turned up, en masse. About 6 Kms from the center of town, identified as the epicenter for this particular end of the world, they had formed a huge ring of hooded bodies, every one of them looking identical.. and all waiting.

At some unseen signal, they joined hands for a moment... and the skies behind them greyed over, the rolling thunderclouds slowing to treacle speed.. and then stopping all together. And as one, the Voice of the Auditors rang out. "Area Quarantined. Proceed."

And with those fateful words, The Auditors marched forth, the ring shrinking as they did so, the land becoming a dull monotone at their touch.

OOC: Sorry if this is being kinda pretentious.... But most likely they wont arrive in time. All it does is stop anyone entering and leaving, and as they advance it will herd everyone into a single place. Unless, you know, you WANT to get assimilated.

OOC2: No using the auditors in yer Rp's (if they're accepted) Yet a) without asking and b) unless you try and leave town. They haven't arrived yet and are good at not being noticed unless they want to be. I'm looking at you, Justin.

[Kan]

OOC: what the hell are you talking about Khall? assimilation? and what do you mean looking at me?

[Khallos]

OOC: Dont worry. Just.. dont find the auditors IC intill they find you, m'kay? XD Peace, im out for the night

[Delacroix(Rei)]

I look around cautiously.
I levitate myself equal to jake's ear.
"Are you sure forging an alliance with these people is sound?" I ask quietly.

[Scorpio]

"Maybe, but I trust them. 'M' could you do the honors?"

'M' bellows, silencing the room and drawing all attention towards us. I step up on the pool table.

"You might have noticed, but one of our kind is about to cause some damage to this world. and since it's in our best interests, I want you guys to help me fight him, he very likely has an army, Peris Juggernauts, but if we all work together, we will have a better one."

A snake like man speaks up.

"Why ssssshould we do anthing? Leave it to the Devinesssss to clean up."

'M' bellows again. "When do the devines ever do anything in time? If we leave it to them, we might as well kill ourselves right now."

"He's right y'know." I'm actually shocked at how supportive he is. "We can't wait, and we can't do this alone. I'm not asking you to take in anything you can't, just take on what you can. Who's with me?"

Silence for a few seconds, then a centaur walks up to the bar and hand his ticket in.

"I need my weapons back, I got some heads to kick."

The rest of the crowd rush to bar and coatroom to get their gear back, cheering all the way. I turn to Kammie.

"We got some backup, but we still need Polo's help. Any way we can find him with that thing?"

[Rakk]

Ry'ach moves into the ready position, Metatron stands still scross the table eyed Ry'ach, all his pawns summon their weapons that he bound to them. Several all blades, some double handed, some long swords, a few short of Roman make.

Ry'ach spits his words out seeing this motley array of stereotypical weapons, "Typical... style over substance... well except for you, seeing a Roman short sword brings a tear to my eye again."

Metatron moves his hand signaling his minions to attack.

As they moved within a few feet of Ry'ach he let out one of his power words, a word bound with such power its correct pronunciation can open wounds, create gashes and melt the brains and insides of mortals. This particular word, was the Divines former leader's name before they betrayed him and imprisoned him eternally in the depths of the city of the dead between life and death never seeing his final resting never being able to live again.

The sound the word makes kills a few of the angels nearest Ry'ach who are also closest to their mortal selves. Metatron stand there the sound creating a wound on his face causing his world to spin and feel hot. Most of the other minions were floored. The entire bar cringing at the sound.

Glass on the nearest tables shattering, wood splintering, Ry'ach let all the sounds ring out until it was finally over.

"Enoch... the name of you one true master should not bring so much pain to you. Maybe it is the stench of betrayal it hears in your call." Ry'ach says almost gloating towards Metatron, his minions just finally gaining control over their senses and bodies.

The entire bar starts to notice the fight brewing over near Ry'ach.

"Come now, you wanted a fight, I am ready." Ry'ach motions for the angels to advance, a slight hesitation, a tactic they never saw, the pain of betrayal incarnate.

[Scorpio]

The divine's in the corner start to fight. Most of the crowd rushes out. 'T' and 'M' head out with them.

"We'll rally them outside, I suggest you move." 'T' suggests.

We all start feeling pain caused by the powers of the combatants. Wu runs out of his office carrying two bags.

"Time to go Mr Angelo, I'll have 'G' lock up when they're done."

We head outside, 'M' and 'T' continue to organise the 'army'. I catch up with Wu.

"Find anything?"

"HIM works out of the circus circus resort, we don't know where inside, and the place is guarded by Juggernauts. You'll need these guys. But make sure they don't get killed, I want them back at my club spending their money."

"Thanks, anything else you can do to help?"

He passes me one of the bags, I look inside it, paper fans, talismans, oragami figures and other eastern trinkets.

"Six-demon bag. Wind, fire, all that kind of thing."

"Thanks, we'll meet you at Circus circus, bring these guys and stay ready."

Kammie and I take off again, we'll need to work with the kris first, get Polo back.

[Kan]

OOC: you havent stayed flying have you?
I follow Jake and Kammie out as their army masses, I take one last look at Cole as he slips away from the club.
"Hey Jake, Kammie!" I yell to them in the air as I exit the club, they look around confused as I realize I am still invisible.
I deactivate the stone and run over to get as closer to them, "So did you find anything out?" I ask them.