Waiting is just a Game [Open][NR]

Whistling a slow eerie tune he stood there; his very aura causing the sands around him to look less than appealing. It made his entire being radiate a "get away from me" atmosphere. He didn't mind of course, if people ran, the chase was just as much part of his little games: almost his favorite part.

A chuckle escaped him as he waited; watching several of the nearby humans get up and go running off, driven back by his very essence. But, he didn't chase them, they were human, weak. They weren't the prey he wanted. He wanted a challenge, something to get his boiling blood pumping. Something to please the evil.

He knew it would be only a matter of time before his choice prey would reveal itself, until then all he would do is wait.

The female appeared, her form intangible for the time being. Red hooded cape blew in a nonexistent breeze. Silver gaze locked onto the demonic male in front of her, a good 20 feet away. She didn't need the many senses she had to tell her what this creature was: he smelled of it, sulfur. A horrible and nasty stench to anyone, but even worse to one with Angelic blood running through their veins.

She didn't speak at first, didn't say a word. She just stood there, watching, waiting to be noticed; and then to either be attacked or spoken to. She didn't discriminate, usually. She hadn't come from heaven after all, she'd been born on earth so the fact that he was a demon wasn't exactly an issue. But, this was still her island, and if this creature was here to cause problems then he was going to be taken care of.

Agitation coursed through her veins, through her mind, but outside she kept her face entirely hidden in a poker face expression: even her mind was locked down to the demon, as she didn't want to risk the male being able to get inside of her head. He was already frightening off the first arrivals of her customers, those who vacationed on the island. He definitely was going to have to go.

"Why are you here?"

Alec was... in a word, pissed. He pulled some crazy scary looking gun out of that dufflebag, and Ghost could have sworn he saw steam coming out of his ears. Alec that pissed off reminded him of the #1 killer he used to be back in The Chaos Squad.

He had good reason to be. Something of immense evil had appeared. The evil was felt in the direction of New Vegas, a lawless land that went by the code of the jungle: eat, or be eaten. It was no surprise that someone or something with that much evil would eventually seize New Vegas for itself.

But now... now that evil was upon Amaranth, his daughter's island. She went to invetigate alone, without telling anyone, which had Alec seeing red. Alec himself suited up to go to war, with that big crazy looking gun in his hand, and had he come, Amaranth's island would probably be leveled.

So Ghost convinced the Fallen Angel to calm down and continue running his city, and to let him go and handle this matter with his daughter. Ghost had been gone for years, trapped in another dimension, fighting with illusions while a creature slowly ate him. Since being rescued from this creature, he was anxious to see if he still had what it took to be an assassin like the days of old.

Ghost reverse summoned himself to his daughter. He appeared standing behind her with his arms folded, dressed as usual: White top, green cargo pants, black and white sneakers, large red cape. He wasn't going to let his daughter face this thing, or anything alone, not while he was back. With his goggles on and a sarcastic grin on his face, he stared toward this demon, his wild back hair and red cape billowing beside him in the winds, making him resemble some kind of super hero. A black substance had already began to surround his form while staring, waiting for him to answer Amaranth's question.

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Why was he here? Well, that was indeed a very good question. He was evil, destruction, death, chaos. He was everything unjust, unfair. He was... here to cause trouble, as it was in his nature to do. "Why do you think I am here child? I came to...." The demon's voice trailed off as his pitch black gaze locked on to the full grown man wearing a cape and standing behind the little girl. Where had he come from? No where? It was possible. Everything was possible after all, he was proof of that.

It would seem, however, that the fun he had planned for the child before her death, all of that fear he wished to place inside of her, was not going to happen. Another had accompanied her here, and so, their deaths were his only option.

His form began to quickly shift: no longer human and becoming entirely demonic looking. His flesh became leathery and black, teeth elongated into those that would suit a shark. Fingernails grew into large claws, and he even sprouted a tail with spikes at the end and horns above his head. He stood fully at eight feet tall now, pitch black eyes centered on the girl.

"Kill you...", he ended his sentence, voice rough and demonic as he spoke.

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Did he really just go big badass demon her? This had turned interesting, fast. Though, how he planned on exactly attacking her when she wasn't solid, at all, was still a mystery to her. However, that didn't mean she was going to let her guard done. She kept her concentration on her target, the demon, waiting for him to make one fatal mistake so that she could blow his ass up - that is, if her father didn't do something to him first.

"Another bully..."

First the lady and her dragon at the park that her and Niala had to leave, now on her own island. She was getting rather sick of it.

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"Let's see you try that!"

This thing had to be out of it's mind to say such a thing with him standing there. His anger beginning to rise, he didn't look the least bit intimidated by this thing transforming into what had to be it's true form. The air around Ghost began to shimmer and move as if he were on fire. His cape rose up above his head and began to flap wildly as he spread out his arms. Amaranth was preparing to do something, he didn't know what.

Ghost rose into the air. The smoke that was coming from his form began to spread throughout the area, absorbing the life of smaller, lesser organisms, such as grass and other plant life. The signal of this is the withering, turning brown and dying. This would eventually enable him to absorb this demon if left unchecked, but no, there were other plans.

"Asteoric Runewolf, COME FOURTH!"

Before he and his child would appear a creature equal in height to this demon who'd just threatened his daughter's life. The Asteoric Runewolf was a strange fusion of man, machine and animal. While clashing it's two adamantium sword arms together which created a large furious spark, the guardian beast let out a tremendous roar that caused the ground to vibrate, then stared toward the demon with 2 glowing cyan eyes filled with rage, posed for action.

"...I was about to ask why you summoned me from my slumber on such short notice, but I see why," said the Runewolf, which was intelligent and fully capable of speech. "You were generous enough to give me a plaything! Such a considerate master. I shall enjoy being your summon if you continue to be this gracious." The Runewolf was drooling at the chance to tear the flesh from the bones of the demon, cutting the air around it with those two massive sword hands.

Ghost folded his arms again, landing on the ground once more. "This is gonna be good," he said, grinning sarcastically again, awaiting the first move of the demon or the Runewolf. The first battle that he and his daughter were in together as a team. "Don't worry Amaranth, i'll fix any damage this thing causes to your island once we send it back to hell."

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Pitch black eyes took in the summoned creature and rage ran rampant through his veins. The creature would die first, then the other two. He'd even save the girl for last for causing him all of this trouble by bringing someone with her to fight. Yes, that would be the plan. Destroy this creature, the male, and then he would be free to focus on the little girl. Perfect. Time to get to work.

He charged his large body forward, letting out a demonic roar as he did so. The plan was simply, rip the beast apart and burn it by any means nessecary. Black flames began to cover the demons form, engulfing him, but not harming him. They would take time to heat up, of course. But, the longer he kept them alive the stronger and more deadly they would become.

If the creature didn't move in time the demon would be upon him/her/it? razor sharp claws slashing and cutting at anything and everything that would give, while also spreading some of the fire in and around the demons general area.

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Oh god, things were going to get broken and butts were going to be whooped. Her eyes took in the massive creature her father had summoned, while keeping the majority of her gaze on the demon himself. She wasn't going to let her guard down, and her concentration remained: just in case.

"Good, because if the island gets broken too bad mom might whoop both our butts.", she said in response to her father saying he'd fix anything that got damaged. Her mother had put a lot of effort in rising this thing out of the sea, creating life on it, and making it function as a resort: so Amaranth wanted to avoid breaking it as much as possible, if it could be helped of course.

She continued to take in the scene in front of her: the demon trying to rush up on the summon: and she could only wait and see how it turned out. Meanwhile, a ticking noise began, the source being Amaranth herself, a sign of what was to come if this didn't end soon.

[Mind Blown Prep: 2]

The Runewolf looked hungry for battle. From the stance that it took as the Demon rushed in toward it covered in that black fire, Ghost grinned, knowing what was about to happen. So, Ghost first had to stop the demon from moving. The Runewolf began to glow a pinkish color while growling and grinning. Amaranth began to tick for some reason, like a clock. He still had no idea what his daughter was about to do.

Ghost thrust both his hands toward the ground, taking advantage of his Elemental Control. By thrusting his hands at the Earth, he'd cause a large clump of it to rise out of the ground in front of the Demon while it ran toward the Runewolf. By tightening his hands into fists, this cause the Earth that was raised to harden to metal-like strength, meaning that the demon wasn't about to just plow through it. Running into the piece of Earth sticking up out of the ground would be the same as an ordinary human running full charge into a wall made of steel.

"Asteoric Runewolf is preparing a powerful attack," Ghost said to Amaranth. "Keep your distance!"

The Runewolf was glowing a bright pink color while what looked like fire surrounded it's body. Runewolf looked upwards and spread out both sword arms while beginning to speak.

SUPER...
POWERFUL...
MIGHTY...
WHIRLING...

The effects seemed to get worse with every word. The ground began to quake. Something devastating was about to happen. The entire time, the smoke spread more and more, snatching the life out of small insignificant life forms and leaving a brown trail in its wake...

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What Asteoric Runewolf is doing:

The demon did indeed collide with the wall of earth; and perhaps it was this that knocked some sense into him. He wasn't afraid to die: he would simply return to his home after all. But, that would mean losing. He didn't like to lose. At. All. So, perhaps it was time to retreat, and to better himself before returning to face this opponent again. He hadn't come across someone as powerful as this duo.

The child was ticking, so only hell knew what she was about to do: if he was a betting man he figured perhaps she might explode or something, oh wait, he was a betting man. Then this large summon creature seemed to be charging some sort of attack, and he had no idea what that was about to do. Yes, he had definitely got in over his head. And all of this wasn't even including the fact that things were dying around the man with the cape.

It was time to leave. His own shadow would do nicely for his escape as he manipulated it, blending in with it, using it to transport himself out of harms way, leaving him able, unless the pair found a way to stop him, to forfeit the fight: to perhaps return one day to try again. For now, he would find a lesser opponent to face and train on.

"It's been fun, but really I must retreat back to my hidey hole...", was his voice, gravely and deep, spoken on the wind.

-Exit of Thread, Unless Stopped of Course-

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She had moved back several dozen feet so that she was in fact now standing behind her father; giving herself a good bit of distance from the thing he had summoned when he gave her the heads up: her form having blurred from the speed in which she had moved. She wasn't going to accidentally end up getting herself hurt because she didn't listen, after all. She might have been a child, but she was still smart. So, instead, she reached out mentally, keeping that lock of concentration on the sense of evil so that she knew where the demon was despite the wall her father had created blocking her view.

So, like any other bully it would seem that this demon was leaving because he had got himself in over his head. Perhaps it was some sort of code in the Bully Handbook: attack and insult but when an opponent more powerful or larger than you shows up, run. Yup, definitely probably in the rule book.

She wasn't going to stop him from leaving though; even though she was more than capable of destroying all of the shadows around them with her halo. She didn't want her island destroyed, innocent people killed. Of course, she was more than willing to sit back and watch if her father wished to keep the demon here by some means and end him.

"Typical bully..."

[Mind Blown Prep: 3]

Runewolf roared to the heavens, seemingly causing the clouds far above to part, still glowing that bright pink color. "EVEN DEMONS FEAR THE MIGHT OF THE GREAT ASTEORIC RUNEWOLF," it said with a devious smile, clashing it's 2 Adamantium sword arms together, causing showers of sparks. "RUN FOR YOUR WEAK LIFE, RUN FROM TRUE STRENGTH, COWARD."

Ghost didn't care if it ran. He was satisfied that no one was killed and no damage was done, besides him raising a section of the Earth to hamper that demon. Ghost, a Darkness Manipulator himself, could have easily stopped the demon from escaping, but he didn't want to risk destroying Amaranth's resort and facing Destiny's wrath.

He flew up and rubbed the Mohawk atop the Runewolf's head. "Sorry you didn't get to tear that guy open, or the chance to get to use your super move," Ghost said. "Something's telling me we'll probably run into that guy again, and when we do, you get first crack at him, alright?"

"Agreed," replied the Runewolf. "My blades will not be sated until they are drenched in his flesh and blood." Runewolf began to fade and disappear. "I shall return to my slumber, my master... When you need, call, and I will come..." He grew transparent and faded out of view.

Ghost landed again and took a look around the beach for the first time, now that there wasn't an 8 foot demon threatening his daughter. He dissolved the block of Earth he'd raised, and smoothed out the sand on the beach again so that it looked as if no one had been there, about to engage in a titanic clash. "Well. That was a big waste of time for nothing," Ghost said, taking off his goggles again. "We should be thankful tho. No blood and guts everywhere. I think your mom would beat both of our butts..."