The Land of WAR

[Lance]

Eric made his way into a large city near the southern end of the land. He was quite surprised as he simply stepped into the city limits, no signs of police or anyone really. Was everyone inside? There were lights on inside several large buildings so there must be life to the city but it was only nine at night why was no one around? Eric continued to walk soon being able to hear alot of commotion ahead, as he turned the corner the streets were lit up, spot light covering the area a massive crowd huddled together speaking one to another, armed guards covered the sidewalks and rooftops watching over the area.At the far end a man stood upon a large stage speaking to the audience. "Inhabitants of the land of War, years ago all of you hid in fear every minute of your life, never knowing if you would live to see tomorrow, wars were raged for months at a time, your cities and land being carelessly destroyed in the process. And then the day came where one man, stood up against the self proclaimed "Guardians" or "heroes" of your land and killed them in order to bring peace to your land! Ladies and gentleman Your one and only hero and ruler Tidus!" The curtains opened up as Tidus stepped out onto the stage. A thunderous applause followed shortly after. Tidus simply smiled walking forth to the front of the stage. The crowd dropped down onto one knee in honor of him. All except one, Eric raised an eyebrow curious as to why everyone was praising this man. Tidus stared out upon the crowd quickly recognizing Eric who would not kneel. "You there." He said pointing at Eric. "Why do you still stand? Are you not thankful for the freedom I have given you?" Eric brought his hands up shrugging slightly I am new to this land I was just passing through, no offence but I don't even know you." The guards brought there guns up approaching the man as Tidus smiled lightly. "Well my dear friend I'm afraid you will be staying a little longer then you expected, you see it is the law to bow before me in this land. But tell you what I'm feeling generous, apologize now and kneel and I will let you go. Eric thought upon the mans request before sighing. "Alright how about you go fuck yourself." Tidus smiled lifting his head up as one of the guards slammed the butt of his gun into the back of Erics head knocking him out and taking him away.

[Cat]

Amongst the bowed, a young woman would stand up. Her cold eyes would fix upon Tidus, arms hung loosely at her sides. The hood of her wasteland outfit would fall back. Deandra's hair was black and much longer then it used to be. The woman stood tall, defiant. She was ready to challenge the King.

[Lance]

Tidus turned his attention to Deandra shaking his head while chuckling lightly.
But curiosity struck him, the woman looked familiar to him but he couldn't put his finger on where he had seen her before. The crowd began mumbling one to another, two people had stood up against the king. Tidus frowned lifting his hand and motioning for two guards to come and arrest the woman. "What a disappointment, after all I've done others still carry hatred in their hearts."

[Cat]

As the guards of Tidus began their approach, Deandra would start to shout. A fist raised to the air.
"When the scholars write of this day, they'll mark it as the day we began our fight for freedom!" The girl's voice bellowed out to the people. "Today we stand up to our oppressors! We are our own guardians! Our own protectors! We need only to rely on ourselves, on each other!"
A loud boom would fill the air. The noise echoed through the streets. An explosion not that far off from the stage. Smoke would rise into the sky, from the shattered windows of what once a government building.
Deandra hoped the explosion would give the distraction she needed to slip away, out of sight and mind. She fled the scene, into a back alley.

For Eric, one man would quickly rise to the occasion. Swiftly as the chaos happened, the tall man would slam his elbows into the heads of the guards that had the captive. Presuming Eric was still knocked cold, the man would swipe him up in his arms and carry him into an alley way.

[Lance]

Eric slowly opened his eyes looking around soon realizing that he was in an alleyway. "What the hell? This isn't the prison... what happened?" His voice sounding as if he was slightly depressed.

Meanwhile in a large building...
"I want that bitch found now!" Yelled Tidus in anger at a group of elite guards infront of him. He slammed his hand down on the desk as it broke in half shaking the building. "The people are now starting to question the need of a leader, one little pesk started all of this...that man...I want him found too." He stood up walking over to a large glass window staring down upon the city. "When you find them, capture them alive and bring them to me...I will deal with them myself." Tidus stared blankly at the streets recalling his fight for the land and how he took control as the guardians fell and the remaining warriors fled.

Deep within the forests of war stood the guild, weeds surrounded the old building as moss could be seen growing along the sides of it, clearly lacking in looks upon the outside, inside however the rooms were clean and neat, within the kitchen a man rumbled through the refrigerator. "Found you, you delicious little devils!" The man pulled out a handful of food, sausages hanging from his mouth. The man appeared to have a large beard and long blonde hair covering his face.

[Cat]

The man would ignore Eric. One arm held Eric up still, cradling the grown man. With his other hand, he pressed it against one of the bricks of the building. As he pushed the brick, it easily moved inside of the building. In the next moments, the wall of the building would start to shake and shuffle, but surprisingly quiet. A dark doorway was created that only led down below the streets. As the man carried Eric down, the doorway quickly closed behind the two. Lights would flicker on, guiding them as they traveled down, down, down.
Soon enough the two would find themselves at a metal door. The man stood still before voicing, "Henry Prodigium. "
There would be a clicking noise followed by robot, female voice. Her voice sounded glitched, and grated as it crackled through the speaker. "Identifying...Identification accepted. Door opening now. Have a nice day."

Once they came through the metal door, it quickly latching shut behind them, Henry would begin to set Eric down. If he was to stand, that was his choice. The room was roughly the size of decent size, about the size of a bar. The lighting was slightly dimmed and every so often flickered. A loud buzz echoed in the background, a generator. There were a few other doors, where they led were to bunks, a kitchen, and a bathroom. There were a few other metal doors too, one could easily assume that led to different areas of the city.
In the center of the room Henry had brought Eric too, was a large table. Deandra was hunched over it, their back to them. Her mind furiously calculating and turning over what was to be her next move. There was another man, an older white haired man. He stood near by, eyes scanning the table every so often as he beckoned on Deandra's wishes. In the corner, asleep and all curled up in a ball on a lounging couch was a blonde haired woman. Her cat ears flicked about in her sleep as her tail lied motionless. The woman's mouth wide open as snores came.

"What now?"Henry would ask as he glided over to Deandra's side. "I got the boy like you wanted."

[Lance]

Eric jumped up looking at the others around, for a split second he acted defensive but upon scanning the room he calmed down and entered a relaxed state as curiosity over came him he stared at the woman sleeping on the couch the appeared to be....a cat? He slowly made his way over to the woman poking her tail before bringing his hand back quickly. "What the hell....it's real? That can't be possible." He then grabbed the tail and jerked on it.

[Kittywhite]

Silence stretched through an emptiness darker than pitch and larger than any room. Through the dark world one wandered, searching vainly with hands they had never seen for anything beyond the shadow. Though they walked no noise came, and all was silent. Their feet felt like fire, and liquid staining the pads of their heels and toes made not slipping a challenge. Time did not seem to pass in the black they knew so little about. Breathing was difficult, and the air seemed to buzz and seethe in the quiet, dark place. This was all there was, and all that would ever be. All that had been ceased to be, fading to nothing but darkness.
An unknown sensation, fingertips sliding along something hard and cold. Approaching it, feeling it, they inhaled sharply. To know something knew was exhilarating, and frightening. With each hand carefully wrapped around the object, they walked further. Click A sound, alien in the silence could be heard for just a moment before being swallowed up by the shadow. The foreign noise pushed them forward..

Opening his eyes, Kyle slowly pushed himself to his knees. His eyes darted from place to place. He lay in a room covered in stuffed white cloth. The ceiling and floor were even padded by the odd covering! His feet were in agony, so he twisted around to sit instead of stand. Looking back, Kyle saw red and brown stain the shredded skin across his feet as well as the white cushion they had rested on. Why was that so? There was no time to contemplate, as sound sent his head whipping in front of him. Laughter ripped the silence of the room to pieces as it seemed to bounce endlessly off the walls. A plain ladderback chair now sat itself at the center of theonce empty padded room, with the source of sound resting upon it. The person sat stiffly, with all but their dark eyes covered entirely in wrapped cloth as white as the walls. Kyle found it immediately difficult to focus on the them. His eyes seemed to slide away from that chair of their own accord. He could still see them from the corner of his eye with concentration, though. Abruptly the hum of laughter in the air ended, and those dark eyes turned to him. Kyle clenched his jaw and sat as still as he could manage. Slowly the rigid person stood. Their eyes were wide pools of black. White cloth covering their face stained to brown and then was torn open, exposing a mouth far to wide that had once been stitched shut. Remnants of blood flaked off below their ashen chin as they approached. Each step closer brought with it whispers from a hundred voices at once. Vicious, questioning, pleading, suspicious, the sound shook the air in waves that seemed to rock the walls. Paralyzed, Kyle could see that between himself and the stranger the air seemed to twist and warp. He could feel a wetness touch his fingers before seeing red water begin to seep out of the floor in his vision. The stranger stood above him now, so that he could see only their knee's. Air ran along his neck, drawing goosebumps. Through the noise he could hear a heavy-breathed rasp of a whisper, "Hello." Though he could not see it, Kyle felt the smile in that voice. It was not warm. The shimmering whispers of hundreds screamed, and Kyle joined them.


"....Over here!" Shouts, and crumbling stone. "..one...remove them." His vision blurred severely and heaved as Kyle tried to look everywhere at once. Human figures carefully picked their way across rubble carrying others in stretchers. Blinking fiercely to clear his head, Kyle nearly missed the sight of one carrying a sword and shield with snakes and a bird on it's front. He could feel himself being lifted now. It was still hard to makeout what anyone was saying, and even the fellows carrying him were beyond his comprehension at the moment. Looking at the scenery told him he was in a city. Behind him he saw the shattered exterior of part of a large building. He must have been there, then? Was he in and accident..? Jostled by a small bump, Kyle turned back in time to see himself being loaded into the back of some vehicle. Red symbols covered various medical equipment that lined the walls inside. The men left him, presumably for others.. With a sudden lurch his ride started forward.

[Cat]

Henry and Deandra exchanged mumbles. The woman's blue eyes every so often glancing at Eric and Cat.

Cat awoke with a jolt, surged by annoyance. Dreams of the past interrupted by a sudden pain in her tail. Something, or rather some stranger, was pulling her tail. Such a crime was unforgivable. Her right foot would come swinging toward Eric's face. "Look but dont touch!"she hissed.

"Catelyn, be nice to our guest would you?" Deandra would say, leaving the table and approaching the two.

[Lance]

Eric would be hit sliding back a bit and rubbing his chin as a sly smirk made it's way upon his face. "Well that was a bit uncalled for...wait did you just talk to me?" Eric was beyond confused he had never met an actual demon of any sort, his smirk went away as he looked over at Deandra once again bringing him back to his confused state.
"Where in the hell am I, and who are you peop-......creatures?" Of course he had many questions but he would save those for later.

[Cat]

Deandra extended her hand to Eric, offering a polite, courteous smile. "I'm Deandra and I'm human...I think..." She looked past Eric, to watch Cat as she sat up and crossed her arms, "harrumphing". The blonde cat was giving Eric the stink eye.
"The woman you've offended is Catelyn, my body guard. The demon who carried you in is Henry, my barber and the old soul by the table is William. My butler. Welcome to the...I suppose...temporary base of the people who want to take WAR back."
"Who are you?"Cat snorted.

[Lance]

Eric shook Deandra's hand smiling lightly. "It's a pleasure to meet you all." He then turned to Cat bowing slightly. "I'm very sorry for pulling your tail mam, I've never met someone that is not human, to be honest I didn't know such creatures existed. My name is Eric."

He looked around the room scratching his head slightly."Thank you for saving me but I meant to let myself be captured, I was planning on getting on the inside and starting a riot. easy enough way to escape sure but I need to see what type of force I am up against before even making a plan to kill Tidus."

He leaned up against one of the walls taking time to think about the events that had taken place prior to him being knocked out.

[Cat]

"Sorry for ruining your plans," Deandra replied, "but at least we're on the same page."
The woman headed back toward the table in the center of the rooom, waving her hands to Eric, inviting him to join her. On the table were dozens of papers and pictures.
The pictures were from when her city was still populated. Black and white shots of Tidus when Edom had attacked.
"The knowledge I have on Tidus is limited," She began, "When I first encountered him, he wasn't even a dot on my radar. My first mistake. I underestimated him then."
The woman glanced over at Eric, assuming he had joined her. "Are you sure you could even start a riot? The hold he has on these people is incredible."

[Lance]

Eric looked down at the pictures nodding slightly to Deandra's words before she raised the question. He looked up at her shaking his head. "I said I could have started one in the prison, they would be easy to convince. The ones who walk freely and abide by the rules will be a bit more difficult he is not a simple tyrant. If you noticed the audience seemed to love him as he spoke about what he did to "help" them gain safety."
He looked over at the others before fixating his eyes upon Catelyn. "He uses mental tactics rather then just brute force, he has managed to brainwash them...the only way to get them on our side is to dig up some dirt on him, fight with our minds rather then fighting with fists...this is a political problem before anything else."

[Cat]

"yeah and one of the main reasons I havnt pummeled him out of existence," Cat scoffed, getting up from the couch. The woman lifted her arms high above her head, stretching and yawning.
"That and she is weakened," Deandra continued for her guard,"but that's unrelated..."

"Tell me Eric, do you still want to go to prison?" Deandra wondered now, uneasy at the thought. The woman had definetly changed since her days of the Atrum and ruling the city of Light.

Cat would sneak away, opening the door. She had an old home to visit.

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(also I cant see the cbox??)

[Lance]

Eric shook his head slightly. "Not anymore we made to much of a scene. We need to take a different approach we need to let him be scene for what he truly is. We need someone to get on the inside."

Back at the old guild castle, the blonde man would be feasting on a large amount of food he had recently acquired. he looked around his dirty hair covered his eyes, his gaze stopped upon two swords lying in the corner covered in dust and cobwebs. He quickly looked away as if trying to forget something, or perhaps it was in order to not remember.

[Cat]

"On the inside?" Deandra repeated. Her mind whirling and tinkering at the thought. It was a good one, sure enough. The plan wasn't the problem. Not at all, in fact it was brilliant. The problem was..."How would we get a man on the inside? Who?" Deandra asked, curious if Eric knew how to execute such a plan. The woman crossed her arms, eyes settled on the evidence that lay before the two on the table.

Cat was able to leave the city quite swiftly and quite unnoticed. No one paid much attention to a plain looking woman out in the open. Honestly it was when you sneaked did you arouse suspicions. Most people didn't look over a stranger more than a simple glance.
When Cat arrived at the grounds of the guild castle, she stopped first at the large white tree. A marker left by formidable and confident guardian, Kahira. Cat settled her hands against the tree, tapping her palm against the hard wood. A small smirk played on her lips, remembering how stern the other woman was. Cat stepped back, her mood instantly becoming solemn, happiness fluttering away to be replaced by regret. Nathan's grave lied before her.
"...Sorry I never visited," Cat choked out with a stiff laugh. She rubbed the back of her neck. "But Im back now. Gonna fix the mess I seemed to have unintentionally left...I thought, yknow, if I left that nothing would happen to this place. I didn't have anything left really. You, Jaz, hell even Weiss..." Cat laughed again, suddenly at ease. "So yeah. Im here."
Cat drifted away from the place and headed for great doors of the castle. The doors already cracked open. Her brows furrowed, perhaps some vagrant had found the place. "Hmmm..." Cat headed in, curious if there were people inside. A single scent lingered in the air, there was...one person apparently. Cat wandered forward, investigating the halls for life.

[Lance]

Eric smirked lightly. "I have noticed your...group here is not exactly "regular" each of you has a unique ability. Erics form suddenly shifted to match Deandra looking like an exact copy of her, his voice even sounding like hers as he spoke."All we need is someone whom is already on the inside, bring them here and keep them tied up or whatever you wish, I can assume their role and get in tight with Tidus." Eric shifted back into himself.

The blonde male looked off to the side hearing someone enter the building and he quickly took cover against a wall next to the entrance to the kitchen, he would wait for Cat to get near and as soon as she did he brought his left arm out towards her as light covered the entire arm.

[Garrett]

Garrett wasn't far behind Cat. The male donned a somewhat new outfit, which he acquired during his hiatus. His lime-green shoes had tracks on the bottoms, and his sweatshirt was replaced with a yellow vest. The vest fit his style better anyway. Underneath that was the same-old Album logo T-shirt. The stern look on his face was never intentional, as it didn't exactly reflect how he felt. It just happened whenever his dark eyebrows were relaxed. During his absence, he'd also forged a new weapon: a rather large wrench with several distinct special features from the vial of silver liquid. This was actually the size of a small baseball bat, but that's still large compared to a regular wrench.
The young man entered the old castle, aware of its amazing history. Probably not all of the history, but most of it. Especially the Grand Tree. While thinking about the days past, and all of the days that he was not around, he turned down a different hallway, away from where Cat was going. Since it's such a large castle, there could still be a few secrets about it that only the architects and original owner could know about. He decided at that moment that this would be the day he explored the Guild Castle.

[Cat]

Cat eyes glittered up the halls before her. It wouldn't surprise her if the building became a nesting ground for the homeless or for the weary traveler. In fact, she expected it to have happened. Its somewhere she would go after all. Maybe there was local superstitions about the castle. The thought amused her, but as far she knew, no ghosts or ghouls roamed the halls.

As Cat turned for the kitchen and the glowing arm came down, Cat entered a new mood. Her hands would glow, attempting to grab the man's arm and throw the man down on the ground. "Hmp!"
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As Eric demonstrated his power, Deandra smirked. Brilliant and useful. "I guess it's time we get started then." William would hand her a jacket, holding it up for her as she slipped her arms through it. Next the old butler held a metal box in his hand, handing it to Deandra.