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Viez found the Morgue easily enough. The halls beneath the guard headquarters were more or less built so they only led to three rooms: the evidence room, a room where executions for dangerous criminals were carried out, and a morgue. As such, the halls looked like a cross on any floor plans, so the half demon only needed to go to the room his key *didn’t* open.

If the evidence room was cluttered because of the drawers in it, the morgue could only be described as being filled to the brim hatches and handles. There wasn’t even enough space so the stonework could show through any cracks that *might* have been hidden from the human eye.

Viez looked at the number present on the bronze key, and looked for the matching number on one of the metal hatches. He found it with little trouble, so he opened it with the key and pulled the corpse from its container.

To say he was breathless would be an understatement. Viez saw Alya lying on the slab looking so peaceful, as if she were just sleeping. For a moment he almost forgot that she was dead, and by extension, his reason for being there in the first place.

The half demon invoked his natural magic, and the room steadily grew hot. Flames began to manifest under the slab, and worked their way over his sister’s corpse. She didn't burn, nor did the scent of brimstone or smoke accompany the hellish flames, but as they died down, the corpse was no longer there.

“Rest easy, sis. Don’t worry, I won’t let them find you again,” he sadly muttered to himself.

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^+^ Antediluvian of the Draculesti Bloodline ^+^

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

12-Sep-2010 05:36:36 - Last edited on 20-Jan-2011 02:02:06 by A Mad Hatter

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The Spider watched the demon conjure up fire to consume the corpse. He recognized it as the girl he had failed to save the other night, and he watched in horror as the body disappeared beneath the hellish fire. As the unholy spectacle passed, it said something that he couldn’t hear.

He decided that it was best to stop whatever was going on before it went further. If he couldn’t save any evidence that an innocent had been murdered in cold blood, the least he could do was stop whoever was behind it, and the creature before him seemed as good a suspect as any at this point.

He barreled into the demon with a grunt, driving the unholy creature to the ground. It managed to roll out from under the Spider, and stared in disbelief at what it saw. Then, its expression turned to rage, and it threw itself at the cloaked man.

“Stay out of this, idiot!” it screamed.

“Why, so you can sacrifice more bodies to Zamorak or something else that’s equally as evil?” the Spider asked. “Not happening on my watch!”

“Sacrifice? Zamorak?” the creature seemed honestly confused, though he suspected it was little more than a ruse to throw him off guard. “Why the hell would I sacrifice my own kid sister?! To an uncaring dumb ass of a god, no less?!” it screamed.

A column of flame erupted from beneath the Spider, which knocked him back. He had to cover his eyes with an arm, and when he sensed the heat was gone, he lowered his arm to see that a hole was carved through the ceiling...as well as the subsequent floors above. Shocked expressions from the guards still in the building peered at the Spider through the gaping hole.
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^+^ If the Gods see fit to curse us with the Blood, then we shall raise ourselves above them ^+^

12-Sep-2010 05:37:10 - Last edited on 20-Jan-2011 02:03:08 by A Mad Hatter

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The guards he had ensnared with the mystical webbing mere moments before appeared behind him. They too saw the gaping hole, and stared in wonder at the man they thought had caused it. They threw their weapons to the ground, and threw their hands in the air.

“Please man, we have families to feed,” one of them said.

The Spider sighed and slapped his hand to his head. “Look, I didn't do this. It was that damn demon thing you guys didn't believe me about.”

“You want to leave? Fine, I don’t care what excuse you use, just don’t kill me!” the other guard cried.

Rovin poked his head over the edge of the hole in the ceiling. The Spider met his gaze, and asked, “You believe me, don’tcha cap?”

“I saw the fire. Most of us did. I dunno what could do that, but I know it ain’t you. An’ the guard probably isn’t in shape to handle something that could do this to our building, an’ Alliverion probably might take a while to get here...so just go get the jerk.”

The Spider didn't need to be told twice.

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He had almost lost the demon as he teleported to a rooftop overlooking Varrock’s central square. In fact, if it wasn’t for panicked citizens running from the direction of the eastern gate, he wouldn’t have been able to even guess where the thing might have run off to.

So, he decided to take a chance and go investigate. The Spider made his way over the rooftops swiftly. Nobody seemed to notice his passing, though it was probably more because of there being the sounds of combat coming from the area that masked any sound he could make more than any actual skill on the mercenary’s part.

He came to a stop on top of the east bank building. The gate wasn’t far away, but it didn't matter. He saw the demon battling a small group of guards as well as people who might have belonged to one of the gangs in the city right below his vantage point.
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^+^ If the Gods see fit to curse us with the Blood, then we shall raise ourselves above them ^+^

12-Sep-2010 05:37:56 - Last edited on 20-Jan-2011 02:05:13 by A Mad Hatter

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The Spider wasted no time in attacking the demon. He jumped off of the roof, and let loose a barrage of shadows at the creature. The demon, however, saw the incoming attack, and conjured a pillar of flame to disperse the shadows.

The guards attempted to attack it with their weapons while it was distracted, however their swords broke in half as the weapons struck the creature’s skin. It laughed a macabre laugh, and swatted them to the side. The gang members lost their nerve after seeing the display of power, and decided to cut their losses and run away. That would probably be the smartest decision they could make in their entire lives, the Spider decided.

The Spider focused his energy, and then swung his arm at the creature, however instead of throwing a punch, a black, murky tentacle formed and wrapped around the demon’s throat. The Spider attempted to tighten the grip, but to no avail.

The demon’s eyes filled with hellfire, and the tendril dispersed as flames engulfed it. The Spider threw himself at the demon, and managed to connect a punch to its jaw. It seemed unaffected, however, and countered with a punch to the mercenary’s gut. His vision swimming, the Spider fell to the ground.

“Funny thing, you accusing me of evil acts,” the demon coolly said. “You claim that I’m evil, probably because of my appearance. Yet, you have no compunctions about using something far more evil than I am against me.”

“Wha-?” was all he could manage with the pain shooting through his body.

“As if you didn't know,” it spat angrily. “Face the facts, you and your magic reek of demonic taint far worse than anything I’m capable of, yet you accuse me of being the bad guy here! Pathetic!” With that, the demon vanished in a flash of flame.

“N-No," the Spider gasped. He saw a faint glimmer of light penetrate through a finger of one of his gloves, and then his vision faded to black as the world dropped out from under him.

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^+^ Antediluvian of the Draculesti Bloodline ^+^

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

12-Sep-2010 05:38:59 - Last edited on 20-Jan-2011 02:07:35 by A Mad Hatter

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Viez appeared in a flash of flame in the parlor of his father’s home. It was dark as he arrived, though his demonic vision could make out various chairs and couches situated around the room.

The walls looked appropriately infernal, which was fitting considering that his father was a demon, after all. A squeaky voice admonished him, “Wat'*ha, guv, mind the house will ya?”

He looked down to see a tiny imp dressed in butler’s garb standing at his feet. “Sorry, but this is urgent. Where is he?”

“Who, the man o’ the house? He’s out, mate,” the imp replied.

“Where, then? I need to know, and quickly!”

“Eesh, talk about bein’ in a hurry an’ all. The big guy said something about some business trip o’ his. Dunno where, but he said not to expect ‘im home anytime soon.”

Viez thought for a moment. Could his father really be as bold as to actually go through with a plan that had next to no chance of working? Or was he just naturally stupid?

“Thanks, Zimberfizz,” Viez said to the imp. “If you’ll excuse me, I’ll need to use his study real quick.”

“Well, I don’ see why not. Yer his kid, after all. Go fer it.”

Viez hurried off as Zimberfizz sat down on one of the chairs and rubbed his feet. It was days like this when he wondered why he ever traded his old job for serving a demon lord.

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

12-Sep-2010 05:39:43 - Last edited on 20-Jan-2011 02:08:06 by A Mad Hatter

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Back at Nethraka, Commander Rakin stumbled through the halls of the living quarters afforded to the Watchers. He couldn’t remember most of what happened that night, just that he had quite a few too many drinks, and maybe he was getting a little tipsy.

The old dwarf had somehow ended up in the main hall of the garrison, and bumped into...something. No, someone.

“Commander,” the robed person before him said. “We have business to discuss. Now."

The drunken dwarf’s eyes widened in fear.

~^+^~

Meanwhile, in Arain’s study, the High Mage looked up from the book. “I must say, boy, I think you’ve outdone yourself on this one.”

“Thank you, sir,” Arain replied. “I must admit, I can’t take sole credit for this. If it wasn’t for Rakin, this book might still be buried within the depths of my study.”

“Oh?”

“Well, let’s just say that a drunken dwarf who manages to stumble into places he normally wouldn’t be able to get into has his uses. In this case, one night he knocked over a shelf that had this book sitting in it, and the writing caught my eye when I picked it up the next morning.”

“I see. Well, I don’t blame you, because these markings are pretty extraordinary,” The High Mage said wistfully. Arain beamed at that.

“Well,” the mage continued. “Let’s continue on with this. Time grows short for me.”

The pair continued to peruse the ancient tome in the growing darkness of the study.

~^+^~ The End of Interlude II ~^+^~
^+^ Antediluvian of the Draculesti Bloodline ^+^

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

12-Sep-2010 05:40:10 - Last edited on 20-Jan-2011 02:10:24 by A Mad Hatter

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Yeh, I know I said this would be up next week and not sooner....well, I lied :P

Next adds expected: Sometime in the next few weeks. Tests are coming up, so most of my time will be occupied by studying more than writing for at least a week >.<
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12-Sep-2010 05:42:09

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Somehow missed that while adding (you'd think the censor would learn that some words aren't bad by now but can't say I didn't see it coming after looking at the thing >.> ). Thanks, it should be fixed now.
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