Two pea's in one twisted pod (Akuma)

[red]Kane looked at the door, and thought for a moment. His fist ignited into a flame and gradually grew in size. He pointed his finger at the door, and shot the flame. The door exploded off its hinges and into a drunk who was trying to stumble out the door.[/red]

Akuma smiled at the the site. "You can do better then that." He said encuraging Kane on. For him this was more exciting then watching a play. There were quite a few people there. So the two would most certainly have lots of fun.

[red]Kane looked at him. Then looked toward the inn. His hand began to flare up again. This time the fire was hotter, and changing in color. He began to walk toward the inn, his hand inflamed. He looked back at Akuma, then ignited his entire body of the flame. He walked into the inn, and looked around at the few drunks stumbling around. His entire body exploding and everyone flew. Those by the windows flew out the windows, and everyone else was thrown into the wall, and suffered sever burns.[/red]

Akuma laughed out loud and clapped his hands in delight. "You were always good at putting on a show Thanatos." Unfortunately he wasn't sure how he could top that. His powers weren't as entertaining to watch. His powers didn't cause physical damage they were limited to physiology. They were entertaining in their own way but not the same spectacle as Kane's were.

[red]Kane laughed, "Why thank you." He looked around at the damage he had caused. The alcohol had only worsened the explosion. "Do us a favor...Leave one alive, spread the word..." Kane walked out of the inn, and looked at the damage outside.[/red]

Akuma began walking around the inn to see if he could find any survivors. He managed to find one, a women who seemed to be to young to be drinking. She must have sneaked in. "Your lucky, Kane doesn't usually allow survivors. Now run along and let everyone know what happened here tonight." He said giving the girl a smile. The girl ran off screaming and going on about monsters. When he heard the girl call them monsters he was kind of insulted. Monsters were ugly things, he didn't know about Kane but he knew he wasn't ugly. If not for the promise to keep one alive he would have ran after the stupid girl and killed her. Continuing his inspection he killed the few that were still alive using broken glass from the windows to cut their throats.

[red]Kane watched them. "Not enough suffering..." Kane watched the girl disappear through the darkness. He was eager to kill her as she ran, but he wanted word to spread of the two that destroyed the inn. The Dark Angel, and the Demon[/red]

"There never is." Akuma replied liking blood off his gloved hand. His clothes were enchanted so that not even blood would stain them. He looked at the sky trying to think of what the two could do next. The night was still young and they needed something to pass the time.

(( maybe we should invite someone else to join and see if anyone wouldn't mind having one of their characters as Akuma's and Kane's playthings for a bit. ))

((Yea))

[red]Kane looked around, not even the drunks could entertain the two. Together they were too powerful to enjoy the attacking of the weak. They would need someone of fun. Someone that could easily be tormented, but would withstand most attacks. They needed someone who was considered a hero.[/red]

Ambrosia had first punched him in the face. Then kicked him in the testicles. Then she had ran outside and stole his horse. How the red head loved to toy around with drunk men... She was supposed to meet Armageddon at the Inn in a little while. Hopefully she wouldn't be late. If that kid flipped out on her, she would have to take some of her anger out on the poor little twig. he was so fun to beat up, though. It was hard to resist beating on him, even without the proper provocation.

Armageddon made his way toward the Inn slowly and cautiously, careful not to make any excess noise. To his surprise, the Inn seemed to have... spontaneously combusted? The elemental blinked, trying to focus his weary eyes. Somehow, he failed to believe that this was without cause. Perhaps without reason, but it definitley didn't happen on his own. The boy prayed that his sister wasn't in there when it had happened. Sure, she would've been a little resistant, but she would've still been hurt. Why did he care about her again?

Ambrosia rode through the night, her long red hair flowing in the wind created by the galloping horse beneath her. She had the feeling that she smelled like horse; the poor beast was all lathered up, the saddle had been freshly polished. Horse sweat and clean leather. She smirked at the thought. She slowed to a trot as she neared the location of the Inn, stopping abruptoly when she saw what was left of it. She looked around, trying to find the cause. Who would want to do that?

Armageddon came out into clear view of the Inn. Who the heck was that person on the horse? Who were those people? Those two... men? Maybe it was the dark and creepy demeanor about them, but they seemed extremely evil. The elemental stared, knowing it to be impolite, and tried to determine the significance of their presence. The horse rider came down the hill and dismounted, taking the big bay by the reins. He soon found that rider to be his sister, who looked like someone had recently ruffled her feathers. Mad as a wet hen, as some would say.

Ambrosia noticed the men, and swallowed. Her red brows drew in towards each other, revealing her to be thinking and also a little confused. "What... happened?" Armageddon did a palm face. Obviously, the thing had exploded. Why wasn't his sister a blonde? Or was she just trying to get them to 'fess up? Her motives were unclear, whilst the question lingered in the air. Hopefully, she wouldn't 'go off her rocker'. What was up with those stupid idioms today?

Akuma was snapped out of his trance like state to the sound of a horse approaching. He watched the beast and it's rider make their way over to another person. Akuma smiled it seemed they had some bystanders. The demon casually approached them and waved. " well, well. What do we have here? Enjoying Kanes artwork?" He asked. In the presence of others he didn't address Kane by his nick name. The demon figured Kane would rather keep it between them. Akuma smirked at the two, loving the terrified look on their faces.

[red]Kane looked at the horse, and its rider. He just stared at them with his glowing yellow eyes. He wanted to give Akuma the satisfaction of toying with a target. He just stared and flared up his fire. His wings flapped once again, and began to look around.[/red]

"Artwork?" Armageddon and Ambrosia both had those classic 'what the hell' looks on their faces. They didn't even care that they said something in unison. "How many people did that kill?" Armageddon slipped that in, before Ambrosia added, "How many innocent lives?" The twins shot each other nervous glances. The horse pranced nervously, not liking anything about those two. The twins were feeling the same. And what the heck was the problem with the flaming guy? Armageddon's eyebrows were drawn together, Ambrosia's face was twisted into a disgusted look. What the heck was wrong with people these days?

Ambrosia was somewhat hoping that the demon and the other guy would start something. She wouldn't mind harming a few murderous buffoons. Armageddon, on the other hand, was almost ready to leave. Those people were creepy, they gave him the chills. The kind of people that he personally couldn't stand. His eye twitched for a moment, before he straightened his back and began to get the bearings for a cloud. If it came down to it, he was going to get out of there. Ambrosia, however, was preparing to 'fire herself up', or 'strike some people down', depending on which she wanted to use. Lightning was scary, so...

Akuma turned to face Kane and motioned for him to come closer. He wanted the two kids to see Kane. Kane was pretty scary looking and he wanted to see how scared the kids would get before they ran home crying. When the kids went on about people getting killed Akuma just laughed. "oh please they were just a bunch of drunk morons, and nobody liked them. Innocent? Where on earth would you get that from? Here is a true fact that people rarely want to acknowledge: there is no such thing as innocents, everyone is tainted." The Demon was enjoying the impact he was having on the twins. The male was boring and seemed to be ready to leave......the girl looked like she might be more entertaining.

[red]Kane stood there kinda bored with talking, but Akuma had to have a turn. He looked around and watched the two out of the corner of his eyes. He wanted a challenge. He wanted something to put him to the test.[/red]

“And that gives you the right to off and kill them?”
“Those people were cared about. Fathers, mothers, sisters, brothers, aunts, uncles, grandparents, many loved ones were in there.” Ambrosia walked up to the demon’s head and gave him a firm smack on the back of it, her blue eyes furious. Armageddon just watched, and realized that this was only the beginning. Instead of letting her get into trouble by herself, he might as well just stick by her. That way, he didn’t feel bad in the end. If she did get killed. Those two weren’t worth it, but he didn’t want to seem like a chicken.

Ambrosia stood up to her full height, still being rather short, and blinked twice. She looked at the horse, who ran away. Perhaps it would make it’s way back to that idiot she had stolen it from. There was some unfinished business here. “Armageddon, why don’t you just go home? You and I both know that you don’t want to be here.” The red head looked at her brother, who shook his head. “I’m not being chivalrous or anything, but I’m with you on this one.” The female shrugged. It was his problem, now. Perhaps he would actually be of help, with that huge freaking scythe of his. Or his little sword… too bad he didn’t have control over all of the elements, too.

Armageddon ground his teeth together. He summoned his scythe, which was surprisingly light for its size. Too bad he didn’t have a cape… he’d look like the Grim Reaper coming to harvest some souls… or something. Ambrosia was itching for some sort of a fight, everything playing out in her hyperactive little mind. Armageddon, however, was waiting for Ambrosia to run away.

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