A Search For Humanity

[Ixyanarosir]

I nod and move in towards Omadon, unleashing several poisoned spines at him and his liches. I realize that the poison probably won't work against them, but it should at least slow them down.

[Kaschei]

"Good, at least something is going to get done around here." Kaschei leans back in his desk and listens to the Doors on his record player. He has a record player since he is old fashioned.

[Omadon]

"Fool lizard!" Omadon raises his hand over his head and slams it down, a blast of green light flares at his feet and green smoke flows out from him.

Circle of green open in the ice, forms rising out of them. A half dozen human shaped forms of metal stand there, without faces or detailed shape. "Lead demons, attack!"

The demons snap to and crush forwards, slamming into the advancing undead. The demon's were among the strongest of their kind, formed of lead and magic, able to crush flesh and bone like sticks and bread.

Omadon makes large gestures with his hands and turns to face the undead converging from the other side. Length of shimmering bone, eight feet long, lance from his spell weaving hands, impaling the things, ripping them apart. Though this doesn't kill them it does slow them and somewhat disable them.

However, ghosts being etherial are more difficult. Until, with a dull whoosh, a storm of gray shadows errupt from the ground around Omadon. Wraiths, shadows, and all manner of bodyless undead things come to serve their master.

The Liches let fly another blast of flames and then begin to prepare their own spells, as the Icecrown army has broken from the gates and begun to combat the dragon's in melee combat. The zombies and ghouls tear into each other with moans and ripping sounds.

Omadon's stronger creations, the Vampire, the Wrights, and the horrible soild shadowy walking Nightstalkers, sweep aside the weakling enemy like they were toys. These undead make their way inwards, closing on the great things which press closer to Omadon with each second.

The necromancer weaves spell after spell but still the empowered things advance. The lead demons press them back but there are to few to the many. Omadon throws up wall of bone, launch his bone spears, and throws curse after curse into the mass but still they come.

[Lucky]

Lucky can not sleep. She tosses and turns in her black satin sheets and her black comforter. She sits up and goes to put a robe on.

Why did he bug her so much? She had never really wanted to get to know a human but his ways made her feel like she wanted to hold him and comfort him. She was a banshee for crying out loud!! She should wish to herald him to his grave but instead she thinks of the way he seemed so uncomfortable with her. He really disliked her a lot. And this bothered her. She felt as if she should make amends to him. She could not write but knew he would appreciate it if she wrote him something. But instead she decides to send him song lyrics.

Dear Devin,

I am sorry that I pressured you into going to lunch with me. I should not have forced you. I hope that perhaps you could forgive me and sometime find it in your heart to maybe be a friend. I feel as if I could have that from you. I know i am not the type of person one would want as a friend but with someone like you I could be a better person. Perhaps you could give a friendship a try. Here are some lyrics to a song since my writing skills suck. I hope they convey some of what i feel. If they are stupid disreguard as well as this whole letter. Again i am sorry. -Lucky

For Real
As you stand lonely in front of me
The melancholy that flows from your back captivates me
I want to embrace you with a nonchalant love

Beneath your smiling face
Only unbelievable words are baring their fangs
You are looking for love in those fragments

One day, a selfish voice humming a song will reach you
And in that very moment this world is going to change

What are we going to find
By shredding time
I will be by your side
If that is gentleness

What are we going to set our eyes on?
The truth that you grabbed
By extending your hand
Let it go
Let us trust each other

The way you gaze at a spot far away
means you're listening to the voice of your heart
and still holding the blue moon.

Your strength, shown in your will to keep on running
Will open yet another new door
Light up the night which will soon go

Even if I am alone, I want to believe in you
In that very moment this world starts to go round

What are we going to find
By spitting out our hearts
We will meet again here
If that is the truth

What are we going to set our eyes on?
The truth that you grabbed
By extending your arm
Let it go
Let us trust each other

What are we going to find
By shredding time
I will be by your side
If that is gentleness

What are we going to set our eyes on?
The truth that you grabbed
By extending your hand
Let it go
Let us trust each other

She folds it up and puts it in an envelope. She would give it to him in the morning. If she could find him.

[Ixyanarosir]

As I approach the gate I veer up, giving Kelthassil a chance to get in.

[Machiavelli]

Mac laughs.

"It seems reinforcements have arrived pregnant dog!!!"

He laughs a bit longer then slips into unconciousness.

[Kelthassil]

((Sorry, I really hate doing this, it's cheesy, so I'm going to shift the battle focus to Kelthassil moreso than Ixyan.))

I jump from the dragon, landing on my feet and springing forward, hurling a positive energy burst through the hall at the undead who stand against me.

[Steve Fox]

Steve chuckles, "Ya, ya, alot of girls who could use a shag, maybe a good date... but I do no think I could do that..." Steve sighs and shakes his head, "I don't have a purpose is life anymore. It used to be easy. Go into the ring, beat the other guy, then my manager would tell me what I was supposed to endorse, what I needed to wear, where to go... looking back, I've never done anything myself before except fight. I have no greater purpose..." Steve gets up and walks over to the bed, sitting down so he faces Cynthia, "I don't understand anything anymore. It used to be simple... I need to find a job. Maybe that'll help me find a purpose...?"

[Cynthia]

"You have to start small, sweety. Finding a job would be a good step, and since Red Infinity controls everything... That will be difficult. What exactly did you do? Maybe there will be someone or somewhere that will be sympathetic to your protest."

[Kankahattaret]

I arrive on the scene just in time to see Machiavelli fall in battle. I move to the side of Machiavelli's fallen body.

"Gravity Reversal!" I cry out. Barren trees, ice, snow, rock, and tundra animals fall upwards with the reversal of gravity over the 1/4 mile area.

[Omadon]

Omadon slams down another summoning. A group of fire elementals explodes from the air and sets a flame to the advancing forces.

Omadon steps back, gathering energy as best he can. Too many spells at once, he needed to restore his power. He suddenly feels a massive shift as many of his creations are destoryed by a burst of positive energy.

Negative energy animates his creations and the blast turns then to so much dust. But what was worrying was their location. "The passway... Morrighan!" Omadon turns and vanishes into a fog of gray. His undead and summoned beings continue to rip and burn and smash through the enemy army. Omadon is sure that they will win against the other undead.

It is the individual generals that worry him. Something that could create a burst like that... it might even be one of those elf things. He had thought they were legends... not, he was sure they were legends. They were stories.

Omadon appears in his palace, besides Jareth. He looks around. No one has gotten this far yet. Good. "Morrighan! Something is wrong, there's something here, something I didn't know they had."

[Kelthassil]

I charge more positive energy bursts and continue to blast my way through the halls, my feet blurring as I move at rapid speeds, looking for the target.

[Steve Fox]

Steve blinks, "You mean you don't know me? Well, I suppose I shouldn't be suprised... they did everything to make me nonexistant...

I'm Steve Fox. I was medium weight champion of the world for three years, never lost a match. I'm... I was a boxer, the best. Then I voiced by views on the government... I'm a Loyalist, I stood by the Queen and the royal family til the end, the Prime Minister too. In what seemed like a flash the government took everything, framed me for drug use, and took my titles. Now I'm on the run..."

[Jareth]

As the blast shakes the caverns Morrighans aura subsides.

Well if it is something that suprized you then no doubt Kaschei had this planned to the T. As much as it pains me to say this we should retreat my love. Until we can find a more suitable way to go against their foolish cattle. My love if we have to leave northrend i suggest you do not forget your siblings or spouses...and do not forget...

She touches his chest swiftly.

Your soul. They may try to take it from the throne. You can not allow them to have...

Morrighan feels a pain in her body. It is magnified since she can not control her emotions and her aura has subsided.

Let us away my dark king. I fear the dragon did more damage to me than i suspected.

[Kankahattaret]

I reversed gravity in the area which no one seems to notice