The True Face Of Darkness (RP) [Private RolePlay]

Melody sighed, "I'm fine." she said after a moment not sure if Marcus could hear her but she didn't really care. Partly she was telling that to herself anyway. She looked at Tinaki "I need to help my brother." she said "Return to the fight, please. I'll be alright." she then took off toward the battlefeild. She wasn't about to go home when people were in danger. Besides her brother was one of those people. She disappeared, appearing again near the building that she had been on top of the time before. The fire was the first problem she noticed. Though by the looks of things, she could tell it was no use trying to put it out with water. She tried to remember the spell she knew about putting out black fire or at least try to make one up while at the same time trying to keep to the shadows, she didn't want to be distracted by attacking light soldiers when she was trying to concentrate.

 

Melody found herself surrounded by a good number of human soldiers. She sighed, a bit unwilling to kill so many individuals that possibly had families waiting for them to return home safely but it was either kill or be killed. Besides, she was doing it to protect her family and her home so she had no choice. She decided to ignore the use of her weapon this time, she wasn't as good with the sword as Marcus and she was more effective with magic... and quicker and less painfull deaths made her feel a little better about killing people.

As the first soldier stepped forward with a hammer in his grasp to swing down on her, Melody ducked around him and kicked him in the back sending him stumbling toward one of his comrades before she snapped her fingers and as the two soldiers collided they both quickly died and fell to the ground in the form of ash.

The other soldiers were a bit put at unease by Melody's magic. At first, she thought a few of them would run. Especially as she heard the word 'witchcraft' muttered under the breaths of some of them. Idiots... she thought to herself ...It's sorcery. Witchcraft is a lot more simple.

She didn't say anything as some of the soldiers regained their wits faster than she thought they would. She felt a strong hand grab at her from behind and pull her back. She struggled and brought her elbow back into her attacker's ribs. She heard him grunt and quickly let go of her but more took his place. A hand passed in front of her eyes as another soldier brought a rope down on her from behind and tightened it around her arms.

Melody was a bit confused by the tact. If he wanted to kill her, he would have gone for her neck with the rope, not her hands and arms. It was then that Melody caught on to what was going on. They weren't trying to kill her. They were probably supposed to capture her for one reason or another. Knowing what was going on now, she knew just how to counter this. If they didn't want her dead that meant that she had the upper hand because that meant that they were under orders to keep her alive and out of the way until either the 'hero' or whoever had given the order had the chance to kill her her/himself.

With that realization, Melody dropped onto her knees and brought her hands up following the rope until they met the hands of whoever had attempted to tie her. When she had them she lifted her wings and pressed them against the air, bringing her and her attacker up as well as sending a strong (magically aided) blast of wind toward the remaining soldiers. She threw her attacker down onto the ground and he was still as Melody cast a spell to immediately stop his heart. She then caused a bright burst of fire in the sky that struck down to the ground, killing a good half of the remaining soldiers from the heat. She heard a loud sound in the air just after her attack, realizing it was probably Marcus because she could hear the softer metallic clang of metal. He obviously was fighting someone who had streingth at least close to his own. *lol marcus and melody are thunder and lightning *

Melody looked at the rest of the soldiers casually, "I'm giving you a chance at living." she told them all as her feet touched back to the ground "Leave this city right now and go back home, give me your unbreakable oaths that you will never return to the dark world or trespass agaisnt us, and I will let you all live and I wont tell my brother that I did it." she didn't like keeping things from Marcus but she knew he wouldn't like the idea of what she was doing at all.

The soldiers were all astonished, for a moment some of them seemed to consider her offer but then one of them, a smaller set boy who was possibly no older than Melody stepped forward "Give us your empty promises, witch. We will not hear you. The deaths of our loved ones and our homes by the hands of your people have made us deaf to your words." he shouted at her before he spat on the ground at her feet.

The other's seemed to follow along with his words because all of them yelled to reinforce his words. Melody didn't appear too upset by his words "Very well." she said solemly before she held out her hand to the multitude of screaming soldiers advancing on her. "死." Melody whispered.

The crowd all fell at once, as if they had all tripped around an invisible rope. None of them stirred. They were all dead. Melody felt a bit fatigued from the last spell. That one drained the energy of even the best of magicians. But Melody knew it would wear off soon.

 

Melody, like she had guessed before, was already gaining back her energy reletively quickly. She still felt a little weak but she could see and think straight again so she counted that as ok. She shook her head and tried for a moment to push Tinaki away. "No. I have to help Marcus."

Just as she finished saying that, Melody and Tinaki both heard a loud crash and screams from frightened citizens of the city who still hadn't made it out as buildings shook. Both of them stood there in shock as one building even looked as if it collapsed after a shout of rage that didn't belong to Marcus. Melody knew what Marcus's voice sounded like... that wasn't him. But she knew the owner of the voice had the strength to cause the buildings to shake like that, all in a row like something had hit them, or someone. "Marcus!?" Melody screamed.

She recovered from her shock more quickly than Tinaki had, replacing it with worry and a need to know if her brother was alright. She pushed herself away from Tinaki, not really paying attention to his reaction before she took off in a run back toward the city. Midstep she disappeared.

Using magic for teleportation wasn't her wisest move when she was already weakened from a powerful spell but nothing like that mattered at the time. What Tikaki said about things getting out of hand, and then not seeing Marcus through the whole time they were in the city, and stress and confusion from what Marcus had told her just before they were attacked, and her need to not lose the only family she knew she had left clouded her better judgment.

When she appeared again, she was by the west gate of the city. The place looked pretty much deserted. She could see no soldiers, or civillians. All around her was evidence of a battle. Footsteps on the ground and the gate and buildings around her were cracked and broken. She studied the ground a bit more and saw human blood on the ground in an x type of shape. It had come from higher on the owers body. Possibly his face. Melody began to look up again but something else caught her eye. A slivery color that she knew only too well because she saw it every time she scraped her knee while playing as a child. It was blood. From someone just like her and she only knew for sure of one person who was just like her. "Marcus." she tried to yell his name again but worry and weriness made her voice not her own. It sounded strangely quiet to her.

"NO!" The voice came before the girl. Melody was then there, as her yell echoed away through the wreckage. She was standing between Marcus and the hero, her hands had instinctively reached up and grabbed his wrist before she had even appeared, still stronger than most even in her weakened state, she managed to restrain his arm from striking down on her and her brother.

 

Melody felt like she should stay back. When the soldiers learned of their fallen leader they would be outraged. They would destroy this small town before returning home to their families. She just knew it. She took one last glance over her sholder at the edge of the city, knowing that by time dawn approached, fire and steel will have consumed this town leaving it as ash and stone. But she was sure they got all living creatures out of the town. There would be no more innocent lives taken tonight.

Having been a bit reconciled by that thought, Melody kept walking forward beside her brother and Tinaki. She looked at Marcus, before she took hold of his hand like she use to when she was little and something was bothering her. She didn't seem to notice the childlike gesture she had taken and even if she had she knew Marcus wouldn't make any judgments of it.

She was too busy thinking about something totally different. What if the Hero amal had a family just like hers? A sister who had been waiting for him to return?

Would it be any different than if the tables had been turned and Amal had won the fight? Melody didn't know if she would be able to go on as leader of the dark world without Marcus. She shivered uneasily at the thought and changed the subject of her thoughts by speaking outloud first to Marcus "Are you alright?" She had other things to say as well but the safety of her family and the other soldiers was first priority.

 

Melody shrugged "If you had died, then something bad WOULD have happened to me." she pointed out "Being the fact that you're the only one I trust or care about anymore, you die then I pretty much am alone. So in saving you I did something good for me too so relax." she sighed, knowing he had every right to be upset.

He had told her she could come so long as she didn't do anything stupid and that she would do what he told her if things got out of hand. She glanced back at the city and knew that things had deffinately gotten out of hand but still, she was a lot like Marcus on the aspect that she didn't really think before she acted when it came to him as much as she knew he cared about her.

She sighed, changing her attitude a bit "I'm sorry I made you worry but I'm not sorry I came back." she said as she slowed down a bit and offered her hand to help him.

 

Melody smiled as she watched her brother speak to the crowd. He was an amazing leader, just as good if not better than she remembered their father having been. He spoke like he was not obove them, just one of them and for that he got respect. She took his hand once while he spoke for a little while and then let go as he finished speaking. She smiled back at him and then stepped up to stand next to him speaking to add to what he said. Her voice was naturally a lot softer than Marcuses she had to use a spell to make herself heard better. "But let us not let our anger get our better judgement. We fight to protect our homes and avenge our lost loved ones not out of spite or bitter hate. For that we fight for a noble cause and our blades are held in better hands than those of the light." She wasn't sure why it was important for her to say... she just didn't want her people to attack out of mere hate and the need for distruction. She didn't want them to become just like the light: blood seeking fools with swords in hand.
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The images of the prince and princess of the dark faided from her vision as she awoke with a gasp, sitting up quickly. Samantha sat there in her bed, trying to wait for her heart to slow back to normal for a little while before she stood up and walked over to the window to open the heavy black curtains and let the light of the rising sun fill the room and her eyes. The images from her psycic dream were still dominant in her mind as she rinsed her face with the bowl of water on the table near the window. She had been having them night after night for the past week now, seeing that girl on the roof of the castle practicing her spells worrying about her brother out on the battlefeild and resenting being left home again. She remembered feeling her fear when she thought that Marcus had been killed by the light Hero, the need to get to him before the worst. It was a terrible feeling and she was still trying to sort out the witch's feelings and thoughts from her own. Why did she keep doing this!? What was the terrible night witch trying to do? Get sympathy from the light in feeble attempt to save her race? Or was she using a spell to spy on her and it backfired so that Samantha could see her as well? Whatever it was... last night was the last straw.
The door opened then and a armored man walked in. It was her personal assistant and right hand man Jerom "Mistress." he said with a slight bow "We have prepared your team as you have requested. The two magicians, three ninjas, and one archerer."
Samantha nodded approvingly "Thank you Jerom." she said as she walked over to a chest near the back of the room and opened it up to reveal her armor. It was nearly white metal, and it had never been broken for as long as he had owned it."
Jerom sighed "I dont feel comfortable about this Samantha. You going against the dark armies with nothing but six men to back you not that I doubt your skill."
Samantha shrugged "It's not the entire army I'm after... A big army will only make my presence known and then I will never get my targets."
"Which are?"
"The witch and her brother."

 

Samantha stood in front of six people, in her traveling clothes and all of them were set for a long journey. "This is a task that will be a difficult one so if any of you think you cant handle it then go home now because after we cross those gates and leave this city there is no turning back." she was saying.
"And what is our task?" one of the followers said. The person was a woman, running her hand finger down the edge of a ninja star.
Samantha frowned at her, wasn't this obvious? Surely they had been informed of the mission they were assigned to accompany her on.
The woman continued speaking with a smug smile at Samanthas confused glare "We know what we were informed that you are foolish enough to take on the witch Melody on your own." she chucked as she put her ninja star away "It's a suicide mission you are heading toward Enchantress, Samantha. She alone could match you in your skill of magic which already puts your life in danger let alone if you match that with the anger of her parther*. You would be destroyed just like Amal."
Samantha was angry by that statement but she kept her cool. She paced up to the ninja woman casually, her hands clasped behind her back "Whats your name?" she asked.
"Sheila." the woman replied.
"Well, Sheila, the truth is I am as foolish as you say apparently because it is just that mission we are about to undertake. And I can assure you that we will return victorious. You see, I dont plan on 'taking on' both of them at once as you so stupidly pointed out." she was now walking in front of each of the six followers "I plan to separate them by bringing one of them back here alive with the use of magic, which is why it would be stupid to take an army because I cant transport an army of men from the dark world back here without killing myself. And once we are here again then we will kill the dark ruler wether it be the witch or the softy king."
She suddenly stopped as she reached the end of the line of people and pushed the final person on the shoulder. Taken off guard, the man stumbled into the man next to him and the domino effect continued until it reached Sheila on the end. Sheila and the person who ran into her fell onto the ground.
As Sheila got up onto her knees and was irritably dusting the dirt off of her knees and elbows Samantha crouched down infront of her to get at her level "And once one of them is dead, the other's anger will take care of the rest. The domino effect will take place until it leads the other to me, whom I will push into the dirt personally."
She stood up and looked at all six of them again "Now, are there any other questions?"

 

It's cold lately Melody thought to herself glumly as she sat in her room on the windowseat looking out at the land outside the castle. Mostly, the capital city had been unharmed from the previous battle but inside of Melody, it was different. She hadnt spoken to Marcus the same since that conversation they had just before the battle. It wasn't that she was mad at him, its just that she wasn't sure what to think of what he had said about their father. Why would he have been trying to contact her and not Marcus? She knew he only wanted her to be happy and thats why he tried so hard to keep the truth away from her as long as he did but now that she knew, she wondered what was so important that her father wanted her to know and if it really was him at all. She remembered life being happy in her childhood. She had Marcus, even though he ran away a lot back then and her parents both loved her and were there with her. But now everything was different, it was up to her and Marcus to protect their entire race and they had to do it alone.

'Why on earth would father have not helped us?'

With this question and many more on her mind, she stood up. Pulling awau the black ribbon that tied her hair back and she let the silvery blue mess cascade down her back and shoulders. Her curiosity was just too much to handle. She had to know the truth. But was the truth worth the price she would have to pay: Marcus's trust.

She had promised him she wouldn't read too much into the information he had given her. To do what she planned to do, she would be breaking that promise. But she had to know! Marcus would forgive her eventually, wouldnt he.

It was solved then, tonight she would start to watch for messengers for her father herself. And she would reach the messenger before Marcus or the guards could reach him. She would ask the messenger what she needed to know and then send him away before Marcus even knows of his presense...

"Samantha." she heard a man's voice say. That name sounded so familiar...
Her eyes flew open and she looked side to side, realing she was laying on the ground in the early morning. She could see six other people sleeping around her. "Damn that witch..." Samantha muttered as she stood up, the details of her dream of Melody's life still deeply laced in her mind. This time it was harder to separate her own feelings for the witch's feelings for her brother, and betrayl from both important men in her life. Why was she showing Samantha these images!?
'Stop this, Witch.' she thought to herself. 'You will have no sympathy from me.'

Samantha then looked at the man who had woken her. It was the healer they had brought along with them on their expidition. His name was Hank.

Hank gave her a strange look, Samatha could read the question in his eyes and she couldn't blame hiim for thinking it: Why was their leader acting like such a nutcase lately?

It didn't matter and she had no reason to explain herself to him. It would all be over once the Witch was dead and her brother aswell. "Goodmorning Hank." she said. "Wake the others, we leave at once."

The healer got to the task she had given him at once, gently shaking the shoulders of each fighter in turn. They were all light sleepers so it didn't take long before everyone was up and ready to go, standing in a line and waiting for Samantha's orders.

"I hope everyone rested well because we will not rest again today. We are nearing enemy territory so be on your guard. Tonight we reach the capitol city of the dark world. And then, we make our move at dawn."