Shattered Planes Archives (Seasons 4 & 5)
Afterlife => {Destroyed} South => Palace => Topic started by: Queen Bright on February 03, 2012, 08:37:37 AM
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From out of nowhere a flicker of light flashed into existence. Quickly extinguished, a cloaked figured stood where it once was. Cloak black as night, the figure said nothing but strode forward in search of the once called Lucifer.
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He was almost immediately approached by one of the Palace's occupants, Antonio Stradivari. "Who are you?" he questions the figure.
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(Never gave a gender...)
The figure merely sidestepped Antonio and continued forward, "The answer matters little. Where is Lucifer?"
The voice from the figure held next to no emotion as it questioned the demon; giving nothing away, not even the tone to decipher gender.
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Antonio blocked the figure once more. "Why do you require an audiences with lord Lucifer?" He asked in a less patient tone.
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"That is between me and him only." The figure raised a hand as brilliant violet flames followed suit, God Fire. Fire that nobody but Koty, Hikaru, and their kids were once thought to have. The power of Destruction itself. A sure sign that this was one not to mess with. The flames condensed into a sphere of fire that the figure held in their hand, holding it mere inches from Antonio. "Bring me to him, and you may survive. Fail, and the cost will be your life. Hell or not. You aren't immortal."
The voice of the figure continued to stay emotionless, monotone, and neutral, despite the fact it was giving out threats.
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Antonio's eyes grew wide as he realized who this person may be. "Right this way..." He grinned and led it into the large corridors of the Palace. He stopped at a large red and black door.
"He should be right in here." He said and gave the door 7 hard knocks.
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"Open," a voice said from within the palace as the wide doors opened forth. None other than Radical sat in his throne, lit with "Hellfire". He had been watching the display through the walls (the walls have eyes, after all), and was fairly interested. Who was this figure, and what did they want? They had called him Lucifer, too... He did not go by that name.
"Thank you, Antonio."
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The flames immediately dispersed the moment Antonio agreed as the figure followed him to the door and waited.
"Lucifer. It's been a while." The figure simply strode forward, leaving Antonio behind. " I'll get straight to the point. I believe you would know where Kai Tyris is? Years ago he chose death. But for anyone who knows the Sage Three. They would know he wouldn't be allowed to go to Heaven. Which would mean he'd have to be here." After a pause, the figure simply stated, "Where is he?"
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Antonio bowed to Lucifer and shut the doors, leaving them to their conversation.
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"Hmph," Radical replied, turning his nose, "You're out of the loop. I don't exactly go by Lucifer, anymore. And I don't know where Kai is. Don't really care. I have far more important things to do with my time than to keep track of every single, worthless spirit sent to this hellhole. Of course, you know all about that... Don't you? It really has been awhile."
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"I see you've guessed my identity.." The figure gave a short laugh and then a snap of the fingers later the cloak had disappeared. There in the center of the room stood no one other than Hikaru herself, looking as she had before she had left. "Then again, I never was good at pretending to be someone else.. Just look at what happens every time I try to clone myself. Different personalities. Even my counterpart was diffrent..." Hikaru merely rolled her eyes and looked back to Radical.
"So if you don't go by Lucifer, what is it now? Does it even matter? " Crossing her arms, Hikaru glared. "I know you must know something. You always did want the three of us. Why else did you want K2323 and Kai dead?"
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"What I wanted before is irrelevant," Radical replied, coldly, "Those things don't matter anymore. Call me Radical, if you must. I do not know where your brother is, but the other twin may know something."
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"Then if you speak the truth and your original reasons are irrelevant. You should have no problems releasing me from your debt then, should you?" Hikaru smirked as she attempted to make one last deal with the being in front of her. "And if he isn't in Heaven, then he would have to be in Hell. Those are the only two places two go unless his spirit was killed."
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"Ah, my dear, all debts must be paid, everything has a price.. I shall let you go free, but in return, there shall come a time when I will need you to fight by my side. As for your brother, you assume wrong. For all I know, he could still be in the Mortal World. As I said before, your own kin should know better of he than I do," Radical complained.
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"I see..." Hikaru uncrossed her arms. "Debt or not. I don't exactly fancy the thought of being in your power, therefore," Hikaru proceeded to narrow her eyes. "I want the orb changed back. That shouldn't be too hard to agree to should it?"
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"You're saying you'd rather rot here as one of my slaves, instead of serving me once and being free?" Radical asked, amused.
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"No you misunderstand," Hikaru shook her head. "I wand it changed back from when you changed it all those years ago when Sakael and I came down here for Zere. Or have you forgotten?"
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"Ah, yes, you must forgive me... So many memories have filled this head of mine. I shall grant you your wish, in return for your service," he affirmed.
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Hikaru looked skeptic, "And what might that service be?"
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"Fight with me, Hikaru," Radical demanded, "I could use you. Not now, but there will come a time."
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Fight for him? Against what? After a moment of silence, Hikaru sighed, "Depending on the outcome of something, I may not be able to fight for at least an indefinite amount of time. I can explain no more than that."
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"Unacceptable," Radical replied, "You understand so very little, child."
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"No it is you who does not understand for once, Lucifer." Hikaru growled, purposefully using the wrong name. "Depending on whether you confirm something or not, there's a chance I may not be able to battle for a long while. The reason? Things beyond even you. So why don't you make like the good little dog servant of Koty that you are, and change the orb back."
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"You foolish child," Radical said, standing, "I will change you back, but even if I have to reach into the depths of it, and you know very well what I am referring to, I shall. Yes, child. I know more than you think. I hereby decree, upon this day, that Hikaru Tyris shall serve in the army of Radical, upon my call, to fulfill this, her agreement."
As soon as he said these words, a pulse, a wave of sorts, seemed to spread out, causing the room to distort slightly. He walked up to Hikaru, placing his hand on her shoulder, and suddenly, her body began to glow blue. His slimy hand reached into her body, and into her very essence further into her spirit, not just her body. And a moment later, he brought his hand out.
"Y-you... You're like... That thing... I don't... understand."
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"You were saying?" Hikaru muttered before walking a distance away from him. "It's not there, correct? Thank you for confirming what I needed confirmed. That was all I needed, so I will now take my leave." As she walked away, she stopped once, and turned around, "But before I go, just for curiosities sake. Who won the tournament?"
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But Radical, by now, was beyond the ability to have a civilized conversation. He was on the ground, in shock. How could this happen..? Was she who she thought she was, or was she just... Different? What was going on!? Could it really be that Hikaru was... What he was afraid of? The one thing he happened to fear the most, the one thing he needed to destroy?
"W... Who are you?"
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"I am who you think I am. I am Hikaru Tyris... well one half of her. To make a long story short, because I'd rather not explain that whole scenario again. Back in the Excel tournament with K2323 I was 'killed.' Permanently. Or at least half of me. My brother had used a spell to split my spirit before he destroyed it. Where both halves should have died, only one actually did due to the mercy my brother felt afterward and their attempt to revive me. But that half, of course had no memories but what I had left in a book and what my brothers and Emily later provided. As for the other half..." Hikaru simply looked down at him with a cynical but superior look in her eyes.
"I stand before you now. We both later met at the Guardian Headquarters and had to leave rather... abruptly for reasons classified. That should answer the who and and a part of the how. I'm saving the 'what,' and 'where my other half is' for a later time when I am ready to reveal such information."
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"I see. Then, you shall truly change the tides of war," Radical informed her.
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"There's a prices to pay for this," Hikaru immediately replied back, "Including but not limited to my ability to take part in petty battles or any fighting, really. So are you going to tell me who won or shall I just take my leave?"
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"I won," Radical replied grimly.
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"How? There had been one battle and the finals left to decide the outcome," Hikaru questioned.
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Radical stood up, a look of anger on his face now. He was angry at this girl, angry at the world, angry at all of them. She thought she understood, but she didn't, and neither did he. It was as simple as that. He was angry, and he wanted Hikaru to leave. Now.
"Give my regards to K2323," he said angrily.
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"What? Even the great Lucifer has nothing more to say for once? That's surprising. But fine," Hikaru smirked. "I got what I came for. The confirmation I needed. So I'll be going now."
With that, Hikaru disappeared.