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OPEN LOG; EVERGLADE, GENESSIA - do not reply until you read the ooc post

The first sign that something was going on that day hadn't been at the crack. It hadn't even been in Genessia, as a matter of fact. The first sign had been a sound not unlike a window shuddering in a heavy storm. It perforated the atmosphere within Everglade first.

Only a few moments later, Fayren would hear the same shudder echo through its forests, forcing birds to flee the cover of the trees. In the populated areas of the kingdom itself, it would be much quieter, as if it were miles away.

Then it would return to Genessia. The crack in the sky was rapidly saturated, thousands more than before forcing their whole shapeless bodies against the barrier. Some of the strange aurora-tinted color seems to press into their ranks, a few of the strange creatures being forced back, but quickly being replaced by another of its kind.

And a sickening crack could be heard in all archways near and far, but it was loudest in Everglade, where a new crack had formed. Two humongous cracks appeared in Everglade's barrier like a sinister grin as if it were laughing at the town just above the clocktower. The two cracks took only a couple of seconds more before the strange monstrous creatures burst small holes into that crack, not big enough to fit their bodies through at once.

The leaked through, dripping like poison from an apple out of that sneering mouth in the sky until the first of these creatures fell to the ground. The eager, hungry soul from before, whose abyss of a stomach had been shared with the whole of Genessia when he'd opened his misshapen jaw the first time a few days ago now looked from side to side in the streets of Everglade.

The first face he saw was that of an NPC, and he only saw it for a moment before launching himself at the man and pinning him to the ground. Some would recognize him as the grizzled owner of The Rabbit's Foot. A loud scream was put out from the man as the creature opened its jaw wide, but did not eat him. Nothing seemed to happen when his jaw was opened, as a matter of fact.

The creature closed its mouth slowly before standing upright on what seemed to be a two-legged form, though if it had arms they didn't take shape. It made a gesture as if it were cracking its neck as the man escaped quickly, locking the door to his shop behind him.

More of the creatures were piling into Everglade slowly but surely, but this one in particular caught sight of a local werewolf, someone with a pendant, a soul, and repeated his mauling, but this time- this time something happened. This time a strange, glowing mist seemed to pull out of the Everglade resident's body, a faint glimmer of aurora with it, and in a short time this person stopped screaming. They were still alive, but it didn't seem like there was anything... inside, really.

A hissing, victorious laughter left the creature and he moved on, heading toward Genessia's gate along with his oversized mouth pulled up into an eerie grin that reflected the crack in the sky. Those that had made it in through Everglade's crack followed suit.

They had to let the rest of their friends in through Genessia; it was only the polite thing to do.

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At the far end of Mystic's Alley, a faint, flickering glow appeared to be huddled against the wall. It almost looked similar to a will o' the wisp, caught in the shadow of the alley's stone wall. It seemed as though whatever is fueling the flame-like smoke that surrounded the spirit's center seems to be running out of juice; something is clearly wrong with it.

When Vlad gets near the spirit, it will not speak to him, but he will know that it is calling to him. Perhaps he should approach it to see what it wants?

As soon as Dracula sees the spirit, he snaps his finger, three purple-clad musket wielding skeletons materializing from the shadows. His entourage in tow, he does approach the spirit, one hand gripping his cloak, a spell ready to burst forth if needed.

"How peculiar. For the chaos being caused, I had expected something more... defined."

The spirit is not them.

Though the words do not manifest as thoughts, nor as words, that sense would be instilled within Dracula almost as if a response to his observations. Without waiting for a response, the spirit imbues him with the knowledge that it is the one who creates the barriers, runs them, but it takes his own energy to do so. Everglade is a city which reflects many fears and as such is the most efficient area to generate its protection. The spirit must use its own energy to turn those emotions to a barrier and keep the cities safe while the other spirits, already within the cities' limits do their work.

With the barriers so damaged, it is taking all of his energy to keep them from shattering and allowing this place to be enveloped. The citizens here are not yet ready to be outside of the barrier. If it is not fixed, great peril will fall upon Genessia's residents- all of the cities' residents- regardless of their perceived mortality or lack thereof.

Dracula is familiar with this form of communication but he was not expecting it, so he'll just cock his head slightly as the Musket Skeletons get into a firing formation reminiscent of British troops.

"Fear generates energy to keep these barriers intact? Well then, perhaps your power would be better suited if you joined with me. The terrors within Castlevania should be more than enough to keep the barriers intact, to say nothing of those residing within the castle that are not native to it. And, if you joined with me, you would not be lacking for company, that much is certain."

The spirits helped create this place. They did not need to side with its residents to use the fear generated by locations such as Castlevania. This is why Castlevania can exist only as an extension of Everglade, not any other city within Genessian realms, just as the other cities and spirits serve their own purposes. Each city has its own, but we are never alone. We have each others' company whether we are together or apart.

The Bay was not moved without reason that short time ago, and within that reason lies the only way to free yourselves. If the barriers fall before that day, everything be lost to both those within its walls and those who created it. Should Dracula choose to assist, it will not go unrewarded.

Dracula slowly advanced on the wisp, chuckling slightly.

"Need is a very subjective thing. Should you join with me, the terrors of Castlevania would easily provide enough energy to repair the barrier, and whatever your intent here can go on. However, if you are one of the spirits that helped create this place, then you must also be one of the ones that brought us here. You should know that you speak to someone who has no interest in prolonging his existance. I have lived countless lives, died so many times, and have always come back. Death has no meaning for me. As for a reward..."

He chuckles, motioning to the skeletons taking aim down their muskets at the spirit. "I have no need of anything you would reward me with. One way or another, however, I will have your power. It is just a matter of if you will come willingly, or if I have to resort to less... civilized means."

The terrors of Castlevania are already being used. Your consent and cooperation is not necessary. It is already a part of Everglade and is already doing its part. You do not need to want to continue your existence, your very existence is doing its job. That feeling itself is doing what we need it to.

Everyone here is incomplete still. You cannot hold my power, nor can you contain it. If you cannot escape this barrier, what makes you think that you can overpower the one who has created it, even weakened? If you do not desire to restore the barrier, then I will ask you to rest for now and step aside so that someone else might.

If you do choose to do your part as a citizen, I will answer one question about this place or the residents within it. It is your choice.

"Funny you should say that, though 'say' is rather relative here, isn't it? There have been many over the years that have claimed I could not contain their power. Galamoth, Beelzebub, and Olrox to name a few. Galamoth was particularly adamant that his power surpassed mine and that I could not contain him..."

He chuckles, sweeping his arm to the side, signalling the skeletons to open fire. "But I have yet to find a meal I could not sink my teeth into."

At the very least, the skeletons would not be able to harm Everglade's spirit. A barrier appears in front of the spirit and at the same time, the crack in the sky widens from the spirit's concentration being forced to split between defending itself and holding it. The influx of incoming spirits is now speeding up and increasing in volume.

Dracula glances up with detached amusement as the crack shifts, the skeletons taking turns firing on the spirit in regular intervals.

"If you were truly sincere about protecting this place, then you should have given your power to me willingly. Though I have to admit I find your plight rather amusingly ironic. Those creatures coming in from beyond the barrier would be excellent instruments of terror, by using them your power should magnify several times over, but instead, you keep them at bay."

Dracula would not be able to hold the barrier up, even with Everglade's spirit under his power. It is not the benefit of someone with a corporeal form, no matter how powerful that corporeal form may be. Gaining more power is not the goal here; the goal is to protect and foster the true residents of this land. Otherwise, you would not be here in the first place.

Stop this.

Unfortunately, the barrier before Everglade's spirit is fading. Splitting its concentration between the barrier before it and the barrier surrounding the cities was causing it to falter.

Edited 2015-07-01 23:03 (UTC)

"I care little for the well-being of this place. It still houses the same humans I came to despise in my world, and my goals have not changed. Being reduced to empty shells, unfeeling, unable to experience anything... even that is too good for them. If I could not maintain the barrier, it would be of little importance to me. But as it stands, this charade has gone on long enough. Either you will give your power to me, or this place will see its last miserable sunrise in agony by next light."

He holds his cloak open, three fireballs leaping from the cloth. "Even you shall come to fear the Son of the Dragon."

Uhoh! Things are looking bad! But fortunately for Everglade's spirit, the cavalry has arrived in the form of one (1) Celestial Summoner bound to Genessia's spirit, and one (1) Dragonslayer. Lucy had been trying to get some information from the spirit, without much luck, so, change in battle plans.

Seeing the attack on the spirit, Lucy's eyes widened. "STOP!" Fortunately there was a dragon in attendance who could help in that regard! She cast a disgusted look at Vlad - she remembered you from when she and Natsu first arrived. Now she wasn't so troubled by the fact that she didn't trust him back then.

The moment Lucy called out, a blur dashed past the girl and placed itself right in the path of the fireballs sailing towards the spirit. For a split second one would see a fanged grin illuminated by the flames right before they would hit.

And help had shown its face at least. With the rescue brigade here, Everglade's spirit could focus on holding the barrier steady to prevent the cracks from widening any further, which is what he would do until they had cleared a path.

{ ooc: You three can continue the thread from here until they're in the clear! I'll make sure to keep an eye on it to see when I need to come back for spirits time again. I've got to do holiday stuff so I would be too slow to get this thread going for a bit, so feel free to keep on playing until I'm needed again! }

[The only change of expression on Dracula's face was one of annoyance. With a flick of his finger, the skeletons resumed their firing barrage, this time aiming at Natsu instead of the spirit.]

Ah what meddlesome insects... I should have fed on you two when I had the chance. No matter. I will have my meal, one way or another.

[He raised a hand over his head, snapping his fingers again as a pair of Alameric Snipers materialized from the ether, bows aiming arrows of light at Natsu.]

[ Lucy's eyes narrowed at that statement. Well it benefited them to be underestimated. Still if he wanted to manifest snipers, she could manifest snipers too, to help give Natsu cover while she conferred with Gen-chan. She drew a key forth, summoning her own spirit. ]

Sorry to disappoint but -- actually I'm not sorry. [ No meals for him today. ] Open, Gate of the Archer! Saggitarius!

[ The archer wasted no time in greetings this time, but took aim at the snipers, firing off his own arrows at the creatures. ]

[Natsu opened his mouth wide and let the fire blasts hit him directly before a slurping sound could be heard as the magic was sucked up as if a void had opened up between it and the spirit.]

You've got a lot of nerve to say you're the son of a dragon with shitty tasting fire like this. Here let me show you what a true dragon's flame TASTES LIKE!

[Natsu says and immediately wraps his body in intense dragon flames before breathing in deeply and firing a large breath attack at the vampire.]

[As the flames washed over him and the skeletons, the snipers were put out of commission as well. In fact that blast seemed to have a significant effect on Dracula, as he burst into what appeared to be smoke as soon as it touched him. Though the icy mist that hung thick in the air after the roar proved to be anything but smoke. When he spoke again, his voice seemed to echo throughout the area as the mist thickened and enveloped the area.]

You'll have to do better than that, whellp. You two are fairly intriguing, but I assure you, you've never encountered a power such as mine, and pray to whatever gods you hold dear that you never do. For now, servants will enjoy ripping you to shreds.

[And without further warning, a massive axe flew out of the fog at Saggitarius, a minotaur wielding it while a werewolf's fist came shooting at Natsu's jaw.]

[ Lucy snorted slightly, uttering a mutinous mutter. ]

If I had a jewel for everytime I heard someone claim -that- one, I'd never need rent again.

[ Three threats. A werewolf, a minotaur, and this stupid fog. Which was apparently his other form. Fortunately by then she'd processed the info that Gen-chan gave her about its powers. Control over that, was it? Well she could try something small at least. Now how do you... oh, OH! She's got it! She glanced towards Natsu with a sudden grin. ]

Heads up, Natsu~!

[ A small gesture from your partner, but a glow will appear around his hands to give him a pair of silver claws. Enjoy punching the werewolf now, partner. That done, she turned her attention to seeing the axe flying out of the fog. Sagittarius wasn't dumb enough to stay in one spot, as he just barely dodged out of the way. The fog is a pain, so let's clear it up shall we? ]

Thanks Sagittarius, you'd better go back now. Sagittarius, Close Gate! Open, Gate of the Scorpion! Scorpio!

[ In one shot, Sagittarius vanishes, with Scorpio taking his place opposite Lucy. Dropping to all fours, the spirit used Sand Blaster, a sand tornado to suck in the 'fog' and blow it clear out of the way. And oh, Minotaur. Right - well while Scorpio is dealing with the fog, Lucy unravels her whip, dodging out of the way of the Minotaur's path, but snapping her weapon out to catch the Minotaur's leg, yanking back on it to trip it up. ]

[The hit connects to Natsu's jaw with force enough to send a shock wave within close quarters however rather than cry out in pain, the werewolf will hear chuckling.]

Was that supposed to hurt?

[Just then he hears Lucy's cry and a warmth envelops his hand before the armaments are fully formed once they are, Natsu's eyes almost sparkle in delight.]

Haha. Well then lets try these puppies out.

[His eyes target the werewolf and a borderline maniacal grin follows.]

Try them out on a bigger and dumber puppy.

[And with that he twists around and aims to back hand the werewolf with the claws wholly ignorant of the fact that the material they were made of would provide a boost. Natsu just thinks they look really cool and they feel good around his hands.]

[With the introduction of silver to the mix, and the disruption of the mist, a change in tactics was needed. Both monsters take the hits, gashes forming along the werewolf's jaw revealing decaying bone beneath, and the Minotaur catching itself on the handle of the massive axe. However, rather than attack those that damaged them, they decide to change targets. The werewolf slides between the Minotaur's legs, undoing the snag of the whip around its ankle and launching itself at Scorpio with one fluid motion while the man-cow swings the axe at Natsu. For his part, Dracula reforms on a nearby rooftop, thrusting a palm downward as a circle of flames forms around Lucy's feet, giving her a second at most to move before a pillar of flame erupts.]

You have skill, I'll give you that much. But I am not known as the Demon Emperor for nothing.

[ Wow, the lackeys have brains. Who knew? Although Lucy almost had to laugh. The minotaur attacking Natsu was kind of like Taurus sparring with Natsu. Although Natsu didn't have to hold back against this opponent. She almost felt sorry for him.

Scorpio misses the change to jump back in time, getting a glancing blow on his shoulder when he raised his arm to guard against the blow. Lucy isn't wasting time from her whip being untied from the minotaur on the other hand, changing targets just as quickly as she lashed her whip outwards to catch the werewolf around the neck and pull back in a cho-- eh? Pillar?

CRAP. She lets out a yelp of surprise, hurling herself away from her opponent and the pillar as the flames go up, also further yanking on the werewolf in the hopes of dragging it down with her. The flames that manage to singe she had braced for the pain and yet.. nothing. Weird. Weird, but she wasn't complaining about it. Glancing around for Dracula at his boast again, she caught sight of him on the rooftop nearby.

Typical. Well that worked out in their favor, really. ]

[Brains? Well not sure that counted if it was the Vampire controlling them. Though it was kind of cute how the minotaur thought an AXE would be enough to even phase him. What were axes made of? Metal? What melted metal? fire and intense heat. Both things that Natsu's body could provide with the same ease as breathing.

His hands caught the blade between their palms and exploded into fierce fire to melt the blade. However at the same time Natsu had been channeling flames into his knees and the sole of his feet aiming to thrust upwards to knee the creature in the throat with an explosive leap.]

Heard that one before too! Last guy was definitely more intimidating than you though.

Edited 2015-07-09 10:44 (UTC)

[His minions had instincts, but not much more than that. Dracula was pulling the strings, but he was also allowing his minions to make some decisions on their own as well. The pack hunting mentality of the werewolf serving to help with the lumbering Minotaur. Still, it was clear that the pair he had summoned would likely be defeated.]

[The minotaur staggered backward at the force of the knee impact, tossing the axe aside and making a grab for Natsu's throat instead. The werewolf continued to ignore Lucy aside from untangling itself from the whip and lunging again at the Celestial Spirit. Of course it was when Lucy spotted him on the nearby rooftop that he saw his opportunity. He yanked the string of the Werewolf mentally causing it to lunge at her as he teleported behind Lucy, thrusting a clawed hand forward, aiming to pierce her back just between a pair of ribs.]

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