Insanity Plague / Shane vs. Godean

[Godean]

"Leaving me alone with your pet now, are you Shelus?" The voice was that of Godean's, yet seemed to eminate from everywhere but the Dragon. Godean resisted a chuckle as the Summoned Dragon came to the field. Godean moved at his new target with an Un-Natural speed... yet... was there such a thing as 'Natural Speed' for a Massive dragon with six wings?

Godean moved at the Dragon at such a high rate of speed, he appeared to be little more than a blur. When Godean was less than 5 meters away from the Dragon, he pushed back on his mighty wings, energy sparking as he did so to halt his aproach.

With a powerful swing, Godean swung his Crimson claws at the Dragon's throat and chest. He then flapped his wings hard backwards, preforming a back flip, kicking his hind legs up at the Dragon's neck and head. Godean then brought him self into the air.

As he gained distance from the Dragon, each of his wings began to glow their specific color... they were surging with massive amounts of energy. A bright flash filled the area, and when it dimmed, a silver, black, and white orb could be seen in front of Godean. A spark errupted, and energy from each of Godean's wings began to surge into the orb. It began to grow and grow, energy surging through it. It finally stopped, it seemed as if it was about to burst. It was spinning at a great speed, emitting unbelivable energy.

Godean flapped his mighty wings once, sending the great orb of energy soaring at the Dragon. No matter what it hit, the area would be destroyed, filling nothing within a 20 kilometer radius would be left standing...

"You've felt it... You can feel that I am not Godean. I am merely a Vessel... even as we speak, he is preparing to realse his true form..."

As the Dragon spoke, golden lines appeared around the Dragon, much like cracks in an egg

"You can feel his power... this is Godean's true form... he is about to be released..."

A golden light began to emit from the cracks in the Dragon... a massive power could be felt from within... a terrible power, none the less... this was it... this entire fight lead up to this point... Godean's true self was about to be released...

[Shelus]

((( Well... looks like I have one more post after this one. I have truly enjoyed this battle and wish for many more in later times. May this, your next, my last and then your final post... be works of poetry. )))

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Not quite... I still linger in the area, unable to attack, keeping watch and wondering when and or if you'll weaken my friend here.
The Seraphin spoke to the entity's mind.

The seven winged dragon stepped back ever quickly to meet the hasty attack. Taking a claw to the face of his chest, he rose his left hand to block the one aimed at his throat. Godean had then performed a lttle bit of acrobatics of his own has he used his beautiful wings to flip back in attempt to scratch Xenomide again. His left hand remained still as the legs of his new dragon foe came around to make contact with his face and throat again. Successful was the block aimed at the throat, but little did the dragon care for any scaring of his face as the attack grazed it with great pressure.

Xenomide looked to his right, staring in confusion as Godean began to launch a completely different assualt. His lips began to move, but at first... nothing exhaled...

...pet? Me? I think not. I chose Shelus as my catalyst willingly as you have allowed that dragon to consume your physical form. Shelus does not treat one such as myself like a naive human does to his dog, or 'companion.'

Once Xenomide had finished his sentence, he had noticed the tri-colored orb coming at him. Holding out all the claws of his right hand, small orbs of Plasma kept being forced out to meet this orb of energy that had been cast. As a fifth orb of plasma met across its surface, the orb slowed down and soon paused in mid air... only inches away from Xenomides face.

"It's nice to know I haven't lost my touch after such a long slumber..."

Xenomide smiled as he stared at Godeans orb of energy. With a quick scorpion like thrust of his sickled tail, the radiant blades sheared through the dead center of Godean's attack. As the tail came down to stop in front of his face... it came back up, just as fast as it came down and sent waves of plasmatic energy towards the glowing Dragon, also sending back some of his own attack back at him.

Xenomide had not stopped there though. He trailed vigalantly behind his attack with his right hand prepared to pierce through the transforming Godean. Xenomide attacked as if he knew what was to errupt from another transformation of Godean. he attacked as if he had no pleasure of seeing this form.

"I would like to ask you not to tranform again. The state at which you will become can consume you if I so see fit. This tail of mine has way with such ordeals and I would not like to use this technique if I don't have to. I ask you one... Last... Time... DO NOT TRANSFORM AGAIN!!!!"

The seven winged dragon rawred as the claws on each of his draconic hands began to form and shape into a similar appearence as the sickles of his tail. Ready to finish off the new form that would soon erupt.

[Godean]

((Aye, I am sadden to see this fight begin to end... it has been a great one, and no matter the victor, I am glad to have fought it...))

Right as Godean's attacked was halted, he held up his claw and clenched it, last moment, before he 'hatched'. All the energy that was put into the orb exploded with a large amount of force, true enough however, not as strong as it would be been, had it not been effected by Shelus...

Then in a flash of Golden light, the dragon fadded from existence, and three sets of shimmering wings were seen wraped around a single being. Massive energy eminated from the being. Around each of the wings, a slight crimson energy could be seen... Godean's Etheral Form along with his Physical form...

He was underneath where the previous attack would land... how he moved so quickly is unknown...

Each of his wings slowly unfolded. Brilliant white angelic wings at the top... cold silver in the middle... and black Raven like wings at the bottom. As they pulled away, they revealed Godean's perfect form...

His skin was a light golden color, rippling with muscle. He bore no shirt, and alas, all of his scars of the past seemed to have left his body. His head bore long white hair, down the length to his mid back. Crimson was Sheathed at his waist. Though his eyes shinned more brilliantly than ever before...

In the center of each black eye, a shining white pupil glowed, like a star amidst an abyss. Surronding each eye were three fire ball shaped, crimson colored pupil like things... the Demonic Eyes... stage V...

Godean was at his perfect stage. He flexed his arm, viewing his new power... though his eyes revealed more than ever before... Around him, Godean could see everything. He say every living thing. Not only that, he saw the energies flow... he could see where something would be before it happened... a pre-image... perfection. He could see the massive energy flowing from him... 'They're perfect...' Godean thought to him self...

He was now going to take the offensive...

Godean's image shimmered out of existence, moving at such high speeds, his movement was impossible to predict. He came to the Dragon, and thrusted in at it's throat, using his eyes, he could already see the Dragon's counter attack, so he moved out of it's path.

He then reapeared behind the Dragon's Head, Dead Bolt know clutched in his left hand. He fired three times before letting the gun shimmer out of existence. What once took a toll on his energy, now did nothing... Godean continued his flash of blades... attacking the Dragon mercilessly... The entire series of attacks didn't take a quarter of a second...

Godean then appeared for the final attack of this barrage... He was under the Dragon's mighty neck...

"You are no Pet Mighty Dragon, I realize this. My words were ment for provoction. I apologize for you being tied into this bloody battle, though you are too dangerous to stay around... Shelus's and Mines fight is near the end... Rest well..."

A blue shimmering orb of energy appeared in Godean's palm which he thrusted at the Dragon's heart from point blank range...

He flashed out of existence and re-appeared in the sky... His wings shimmering brightly as well as his eyes...

"I know it goes against the grain to even suggest this, though let's finish this up, one big move after another... Neither of us can keep this up for very long... You have been one of my most worthy advesaries... I'd be honored to ever do battle with you again... as well as stand by your side against a greater foe... Let's end this..."

There was a grave look upon Godean's face... He dreaded the end of this battle... though every story has an end... just to be continued again some distant time...

[Shelus]

Shelus had appeared once more where Godean once was when he had made his final attack at the Dragon's neck. A look of sadness befell upon Shelus' face as he glanced up at the battered Xenomide. He almost appeared to be dead after taking such a mighty blow to the chest. With anger and a new wrath building up in Shelus' mind... sections of his skin slowly began to change to his plasmatic state, but shortly after glancing at Xenomide again, his anger sufficed and his skin returned to normal.

...uhh... "Damn... Very Well good sir. If you so wish to have this battle brought to an end... I can only be too happy to agree. I guess my friend here does need a bit of rest."

Shelus gently placed his palm on the dragons neck and only a moment later... the dragon known as Xenomide shrank instantly into a marble sized moon and made a hastey retreat to the recesses of space before he could breathe a final breath. Here in the recesses of space, the dragon would not breathe a final breath, but instead... recover and reflect as he has done all along.

The orange tipped winged angel paced back and forth as he thought to himself about how the battle unfolded. His sword sheathed at his waist was evident to the battles end. He who was once his foe only moments ago was hovering in the sky waiting cautiously for Shelus to announce his decision aloud. Shelus wondered if there was one more move that could finish this battle, even though there was... would there be enough time to pull it off before the ultimate Godean would counteract the event of Shelus transforming? He then stretched out all limbs as a sign of tiredness and set eyes upon Godean as before he would tell him of his choice.

"Well... I suppose you make a great point. There would be absolutley no reason to exchange such blows, only to have the entire earth slowly be torn asunder."

Shelus relaxed as his very image began to flicker and fade. Staring at Godean one final time before he made his disappearence, what was a smile... fell into a laugh of excitement. It was apparent that Shelus had not had as much fun for quite some time. Even though he had not gotten to quench his thirst for death, he seemed to not carre as the rest of his non-flickering image disolved into the skys...

"I thank you for accepting my challenge Godean. You came to meet your challenge head on and I personally believe that you took great pleasure in accepting it and following through with your instincts and knowledge. For this... I would like to present to you a gift. Although I may not be of any position to offer you any gift, I would hope that you would use this gift in any matter you see fit. And one more word before I take my leave... this 'gift' shares no physical description and is not of any matter known to man... for it is my assistance when ever you might need it."
The last image of Shelus faded off as a gentle speech was spoken into Godean's mind.

As Godean hovered in the same location as before... one orange tipped colored feather was placed upon the glassy surface where Shelus last was. The feather was infact a key to a door that led to Shelus' resting place. Wether one could venture inside... unknown. Wether one could venture outside... obvious.

[Godean]

Godean hovered down to the ground below. He feet touched so lightly on the ground, they appeared not have made a sound. He picked up the orange feather and twisted it around between his fingers. A greater gift could no come across his mind. He slowly let his grasp on the energy in his body go. The aura Dimmed, and Godean's eyes shifted to a pale silver color. His wings disolved into the air.

The wind blew, Godean's hair shifted in the wind. He chuckled slightly has he moved his right arm, revealing a slightly bleeding wound upon his right rip cage...

"That'll leave a scar... hehe". Shelus is now one of the three people to ever leave a scar on him. Godean silently hoped that Shelus would find the white Feather which Godean attempted to plant on him during the battle. The feather of a Seraphim, the family which the two belonged too...

He shivered slightly in the wind. He lifted his right arm, and his black shirt appeared grapsed in his clutch. He pulled the shirt over his chest and buttoned down to the very bottom. A silver ankh hung at his neck. He reached into the pocket at his chest and drew a pair of glasses with a small frame which he rested upon his nose...

Godean slumped down, more drained than he thought... He looked over behind him self and shouted...

"Lord Anomaly, I know your there. Your well hidden, of course, though not from these eyes. You couldn't let two of your agents kill each other, and I am sure you were intersted in viewing the blood shed. Aye, you've seen it. What's your verdict?"

Godean chuckled and fell onto his back, looking at the cold sky.

[Anomaly]

A patch of darkness solidifies...shimmering like obsidion in the heart of a volcano. It remains indistinct, barely there at all, yet an overwhelming presence flows from this shape, like the waters of the world bursting through a rather flimsy dam. Three crimson eyes glow darkly, then subside into their normal state. One on the forehead reamins crimson, the organic varient of the Eye of Kolobos, the other two settle into twined stars shining from the depths of the shadow.

"My verdict Apostle? It would seem that the gambling of Fate or the certainty of Chance has already rendered its verdict."

Darkness spreads from where he stands, moving along the ground. As it passes the earth takes the shape of faces gripped in the agony, and ecstacy, of intimate pain. The world itself seems to fall prey to this spreading darkness,,,leaving Godean and the Anomlist alone in a world where one is never truly alone.

"Still...it was a lovely battle, I was most entertained. You were perfect my Necrophim, but I believe our Chosen may've proven himself worthy with this exercise. Surely you would agree?"

Twisting, writhing, the faces rise, arms streatching out of the earth like corpse root. They wrap around Godeans tired body and hold him aloft. As they do, the fingers of a few crook, and point up into the endarkened heavens. There, just barely, a misty Eclipse can be spied.

"We shall see what other rewards, the Godhand feel fit to provide..."

All is enveloped...and this plain of existance is left bare.

(An End)

[LocoColt04]

And to accompany your end, I shall grace this thread with closure.