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2005

A Mad Hatter

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Even though the courtyard looked like any other normal formal garden afforded to the nobility of the world, a sense of dread seemed to hang in the air. Eroded cobblestones led many a path in varying directions, some of which seemed to wind themselves around each other before disappearing into a grassy oblivion which lay nearby.

In the center of the courtyard was a gazebo made from gleaming silver, or at least it had been at one point. Rust covered the base of the structure, and the roof seemed nearly untouched by the creepy substance, however there was the fact that half of it had somehow melted to the point where it almost collapsed in on itself. A small pond surrounded the gazebo, but that was the only characteristic that stood out as even remotely odd to Myra.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” a strangely accented voice asked from behind her. She jumped and nearly tumbled down the debris pile before a strong hand caught her shoulder, balancing her in the process of pulling her back to the top of the pile. She spun around and saw the strangest man.

The man was a snowy-haired lad who had pale skin that reminded her of a Vampyre. A dark, shadowy substance that clung to his face and exposed arms seemed woven into various designs whose meanings escaped her, and they seemed to writhe and wiggle as if they were alive.

Other than those odd features, the man wore nondescript black leathers which had a set of pockets across his chest in which a set of wicked looking knives were displayed for all to see.

"What…who are you?” Myra managed at last.

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15-Aug-2011 19:32:09 - Last edited on 25-Sep-2013 06:09:50 by A Mad Hatter

Dec

2005

A Mad Hatter

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The man grinned. “I’m…many things. Some call me Marik. Others call me Salvation. Others, Damnation.”

“So…why are you here then?”

The man nodded knowingly. “Let’s just say that you and I have…mutual interests. Unfortunately, your path is already laid for all to see in this gambit.”

Myra grew uneasy as the man spoke. She tried pulling free of his grasp, but to no avail. The strange man was remarkably strong for his somewhat slight build. “You can unhand me now," she said. When the man didn't comply, she added, “No, seriously. I’m an agent of the law, and I’m in the middle of an investigation. You shouldn’t even be here, so just let me go and leave before I arrest you!”

“Oh, trust me when I say this,” the man said. “Your human laws mean nothing to me at this point. The greater good doesn’t care either. Which makes this all the much harder to do.”

“What the he..” Myra asked before a sharp pain shot through her body. Her vision began to grow dark and blurry as she felt herself tumble down the pile of stones and debris, though how she managed to not feel pain was beyond her.

“I’m sorry,” she heard the man say as darkness claimed her. “But the Gauntlet calls. He needs you to be there if we’re all going to survive the coming storm.”

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^+^ If the Gods see fit to curse us with the Blood, then we shall raise ourselves above them ^+^

15-Aug-2011 19:32:48 - Last edited on 25-Sep-2013 06:09:55 by A Mad Hatter

Dec

2005

A Mad Hatter

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Miles Rovin and a small group of his most trusted men of the Varrock guard stood in disbelief as they saw the magnitude of the task set before them.

“Well I’ll be damned,” a guard said. “The entire place is deserted.”

Rovin grunted. “There’s gotta be a catch,” he said. “The Spider said that before he started chasing that thing he’s looking for there were a lot of people doing their own business. Did anyone check the Grand Exchange?”

“We sent Ben to check it out with another new guy,” another guardsman said. “And a few others should be coming back to report on the status of the rest of the western sector as well pretty soon.” As soon as the guard finished speaking, a lanky blonde haired youth in a guard uniform rounded the corner of what was the bank before the Liberators Incident had reduced it to little more than a ruined vault.

“Rovin, the Exchange is dead too,” Ben huffed as he saluted his superiors. “We found nothing….no bloodstains, no leftover items….nothing. It’s like everyone just upped and left all of a sudden.”

“Then what happened to the new guy we sent with you?” Rovin asked suspiciously. Ben looked behind him with confusion showing in his eyes.

“Bu…how? He was right behind me a minute ago!”

Before Rovin could ask how anyone could disappear in the middle of an abandoned sector, a series of short clicks sounded from around the group. Around ten forms began coming into existence before their eyes, each looking similar to one another.

The forms were humanoid in shape, but what race they were was concealed by a bulky red armor that was marked with a V on their chestplates. Horned helms covered their heads, and a small amount of magical energy cackled around them as they became fully visible.

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15-Aug-2011 19:33:24 - Last edited on 25-Sep-2013 06:10:00 by A Mad Hatter

Dec

2005

A Mad Hatter

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“The hell?” a guardman shouted as he drew his sword at the newcomers. The rest of the group followed suit, but the armored figures shook their heads quietly.

“You are trespassing in a quarantine zone,” one of the figures said in a threatening voice that was dripping with venom. “You must leave now or we shall be forced to detain you for threat assessment.”

Rovin lowered his blade and stepped toward the figure that was apparently the leader, or at least so he thought. “We’re here on the order of the Varrock Guard and Allivierion itself,” he boldly proclaimed. “In fact, your presence here is a direct interference with state matters, so you’ll have to back off and let us do our job, or else deal with the consequences.”

The figure chuckled darkly. “You don’t understand,” it said. “We’re dealing with a biological threat and had to evacuate the area to keep it from growing out of control. So if you’re going to arrest us for doing our jobs in accordance with the treaties granting our employer the right to dispatch his assets to clean up his mess, feel free to do so and draw our employer's ire. Or, we could possibly help each other, if you wish.”

“Well when you put it that way,” Rovin said as he approached the red figure

“Oh for the love of god boss, do you really want to go a couple rounds with these guys after they just did whatever it is they did?!” Ben cried nervously.

Rovin shook his head. He knew the lad was right. Whoever these guys are, they had enough magic to conceal themselves in plain sight, and that was just a charm for appearances. Who knows what combat magiks they had access to.

“Alright, we’ll help,” he said. “But we need to know what we’re up against. There’s no way we’re going to get in over our heads here.”

“Good,” the armored figure said as its companions began walking past him and towards the center of the city. “We knew you’d make the right choice. Now, about this threat…have any of you ever tried to contain a Lunar Vampire before?”

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^+^ If the Gods see fit to curse us with the Blood, then we shall raise ourselves above them ^+^

15-Aug-2011 19:34:47 - Last edited on 25-Sep-2013 06:10:05 by A Mad Hatter

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2005

A Mad Hatter

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The Spider felt that he was closing in on his quarry as he raced among the rooftops of the western sector. He felt that he was getting a little too close to the city center for his comfort, but it was a necessary evil. After all, it’s not like he could force a panicking vampire to go in the direction it was running away from.

The sounds of a fight were coming into focus as he neared a large three story building that seemed to dwarf many of the buildings he had already passed earlier in the day. Granted, it was a building he knew all too well, and one that he hadn’t wanted to go near in the first place….but if the creature was on top of it, what choice did he have?

The Spider braced himself as he dove into the nearest shadow cast by a rooftop entranceway, and emerged on top of the three story stone building. The rooftop itself was dotted with chimneys bellowing smoke high into the air, and the mercenary saw a pair of obscured forms fly into the chimneys and over the edge of the building itself before somehow reappearing somewhere else on the roof.

“Now what?!” he heard the vampire scream. “What will it take to get away from you people?!”

One of the figures grunted as she threw it onto the rooftop with an amount of force that shouldn’t have been possible for a woman her size. But the resounding crack of bones breaking was evidence that the woman wasn’t ordinary, and the Spider gathered his wits as he charged the unholy creature from the shadows.

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15-Aug-2011 19:35:29 - Last edited on 25-Sep-2013 06:10:10 by A Mad Hatter

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2005

A Mad Hatter

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“Sorry kid,” he said as he connected with the woman and sent her sprawling to the ground. “But you’re going to hurt someone eventually. I need to take you down before this gets worse.”

“Idiot!” the vampire screamed. "I don’t want to hurt anyone! I just want to be left alone!” Before the Spider could respond, she opened her mouth and let loose a shriek that would make any Banshee green with envy.

The mercenary clutched his head as his vision began to swim under the pressure building in his head, and he saw the form that was thrown into the rooftop earlier begin to waver before disappearing into a puff of dark smoke. When his vision was stable, the Spider looked in the woman’s direction only to find that she was flying over the city center screaming something unintelligible. When he looked around for the forms that were fighting her before his arrival, he found nothing.

“Great,” he muttered as he approached the building’s edge. “A psychotic vampire and ghost attackers. What next, gargoyles start getting up and joining the fray?” To be fair, that would’ve been somewhat normal, he thought.

Turning his attention back to the woman, he found himself at an impasse. She was hovering a few feet over the city center. A crowd was gathering. And on top of that, there was no way he could reach her.

“Or is there?” he heard a voice ask. The Spider nearly fell off of the building from his surprise, but he quickly found his balance and turned around to find….

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15-Aug-2011 19:35:54 - Last edited on 25-Sep-2013 06:10:15 by A Mad Hatter

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2005

A Mad Hatter

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….Absolutely nothing. “Alright, that’s it,” he said. “I’ve lost it. That thing actually made me lose it. Ok, oh mystical voice in my head, please tell me how to reach the flying bat girl over there. I got nothing, to be honest.”

“My power,” the voice distantly said. “Control the shadows. Swing like the Huntsman would before he kills his prey.”

The Spider scratched his head as he mulled over the voice’s advice. “Ya know,” he said to himself. “I did manage to make a shadow tentacle wrap around that demon thing’s neck a few nights ago. I wonder what would happen if I wrapped it on an anchor point like….a pole, or something.”

The Spider gathered his power, and released a tendril of pure shadow from his arm. When he was sure that he could control it to the extent he wanted to, he swung it in a wide arc towards a building that was on the opposite side of the street. The tendril stuck hard and fast, so the Spider decided to take a chance and follow the voice’s advice and swing from it.

“I can’t believe I’m listening to this damn thing,” he said as he jumped. “I’m seriously starting to think this is all a massive dream or something.”

To his surprise, the tendril didn't break as he swung close to the building and began using his feet to gain momentum. Back and forth he went for a moment, and when he was sure that he was at the peak of his speed, he released the tendril and went sailing through the air.

The vampire, who was already drawing more people to the center by the minute, stopped her screaming as she turned around in wide eyed surprise to see the fast approaching mercenary. Before she could move out of the way, the Spider conjured another shadow tendril and wrapped it around her legs, tying them together and bringing her plummeting to the earth with him.

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^+^ If the Gods see fit to curse us with the Blood, then we shall raise ourselves above them ^+^

15-Aug-2011 19:36:33 - Last edited on 25-Sep-2013 06:10:20 by A Mad Hatter

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2005

A Mad Hatter

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“Ok….I really didn't think this thr…” the Spider said as he hit the ground. Pain wracked his body, but that was nothing compared to the weight of a curvy undead body landing on top of him. He thought he felt his back break, but what did he know anymore? For all he knew that was just part of the dream.

He heard the shuffling of approaching feet as the Vampire’s weight vanished with a flap of her wings, and the Spider was surprised to see a group of people surrounding him as his vision became steady.

“Is it him?” a man asked. “Is it really him?”

“Who else could it be?” a rather plump woman replied.

The Spider sighed as he saw the Vampire hovering a few feet overhead. He knew he could reach her with another tendril, but he stopped to ask himself if that would be a good idea to potentially bring the fight to the ground where people could get hurt. Then again, fighting in the air wasn’t a bright prospect either.

“Mister Spider, sir….Can I have your autograph?” a melodic voice asked, interrupting his thoughts. The Spider snapped his attention to the speaker, who was a rather slender man dressed in form fitting black leathers showing designs of various greens and browns etched into the leatherwork. A brown hood covered the man’s face, although the Spider caught a glimpse of blonde hair resting close to his neck.

“God dammit,” the Spider muttered. “If you really want an autograph right now, you have bigger problems than just your obsession with me.”

“But….I’ve been hunting for you for a while!” the man whined. “Please? I don’t wanna go home empty handed today.”

“C’mon man, be a pal,” one of the men in the surrounding group said. “He’s just asking for one small favor!”

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15-Aug-2011 19:37:12 - Last edited on 25-Sep-2013 06:10:37 by A Mad Hatter

Dec

2005

A Mad Hatter

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“Yeah right,” the Spider retorted. “If I had a gold piece for every time someone said that to me, I’d be able to buy this damn world thrice over. Besides, did anyone miss the damn Vampire flying around up...” the Spider began as he pointed towards the sky.

...there?” he finished as it pointed toward nothing.

“Well,” he heard the man say. "It looks like there’s no real danger for now, so please? Just one autograph is all I ask.”

“Alright, fine,” the Spider, causing the man to happily thrust a piece of parchment and quill into his hands. “Who do I make it out to?”

“Oh, just your biggest fan will do,” the man said.

The Spider touched the quill to the parchment, and his eyes widened in alarm under his mask. The parchment had a large symbol already inscribed on it depicting a small orb surrounded by fire.

“Ah...damn,” he said as the parchment began to glow an orange hue. He managed to enter the nearest shadows as the parchment exploded.

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Miles Rovin and his group rounded a corner leading directly into the main square to see a building to the side go up in sudden flames. He could make out the shape of chimneys obscured by the smoke, and one of the red armored figures spoke up in surprise.

“The MagiTek storehouse,” the figure hissed. "That’s not good.”

“But I thought MagiTek had their building near the bank,” Rovin said.

“They do….at least that’s where their lab is. They have a storehouse to the west though to keep their supplies in.”

“So what caused the explosion?” Ben asked.

Miles felt a ringing in his head as the Spider’s voice began talking rapidly. “Miles! We have a problem! The Vampire just disappeared and I have no clue where she went!”

“Yeah, I hear ya,” he replied. “But there’s also an explosion near the main square. Civs are around, so my group will have to evacuate them and control the fire.”

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15-Aug-2011 19:38:12 - Last edited on 25-Sep-2013 06:10:42 by A Mad Hatter

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2005

A Mad Hatter

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“No!" the Spider replied. “Don’t go near that!”

“Well, it’s my duty as a guard of Var…”

“To hell with your duties!” the Spider interrupted. “Look, there’s no time to explain, but one of the Iraxian Crows is in the main square! I think it’s Zirax, but I’m not sure.”

“Oh god,” Rovin muttered as he turned to address his companions. “Guys, we’ll have to take another route. This one’s too dangerous.”

“Our objective is to the south,” one of the red armored figures said. “We can cut through the back alleys and head it off at the southern gatehouse if we’re lucky.”

“Wait, why can’t we just run past the building?” Ben asked.

“Kid, you don’t want to know,” Rovin said. “Just trust me when I say it’s dangerous. Fighting here would be a lost cause, even with all of our training coming to the front.”

“Listen,” he heard the Spider say in his head. “Just try to track down the Vampire. I’ll handle the fire and the Crow.”

“But if it’s a Crow, you’ll be overwhelmed,” Rovin replied.

“Just do it!”

“Alright, but listen….GenMag agents are helping us track it as we speak. Just so you know, there’s going to be a lot of questions they’ll want to ask you after this is over.”

“Fine, whatever. Just do what you need to do,” were the Spider’s final lines before the spell wore off. Rovin sighed and nodded at the figures.

“Alright, lead the way,” he said. The figures were only too happy to oblige and begin their long trek down a nearby alley.

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^+^ If the Gods see fit to curse us with the Blood, then we shall raise ourselves above them ^+^

15-Aug-2011 19:38:58 - Last edited on 25-Sep-2013 06:10:48 by A Mad Hatter

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