The Things Time has Taken

[Jareth]

Seeing that Kaschei had forgotten about her being there she decides to go walk around moscow to clear her head. She wants to find a way to control the darkeness yet longs to have it escape. She was so confused. She walked until she was almost to the trainstation.

[Kaieka]

((Kaschei, you cannot contact me via mental messages... it is one of my powers, to escape pesky mental intruders--- however, just this once, I will act upon it. In the future, however, I will not.))



I hear what Kaschei says and head over to the Ministry of Terror. I go inside and walk down the familiar hallways. I see a body lying on the ground, a knife sticking out of his neck. It is Mischa, Bassarov's gay lover. I smile. I could think of a better placement for that knife, but it seems like that did the trick. I continue to walk.

Bassarov and Sazumi will be trying to retrieve Riku from the cells. I head toward the lower corriadors, where prisoners are held and tortured.

[Hope98]

I leave the train station and Calithin to collect some more signitures. As I walk, I meet a woman, who I deduce from her wolf ears is not human.
I notice something in her hand...the Fire Egg of Kullervo!!
Zex took the other three eggs, but with that, the final egg, we could at last go to Kippumaki and recieve our wish!!

I wander over to her.


"Excuse me Miss, but you would not be willing to trade or sell that egg of yours. Yousee, my friends and I have been collecting them. We already have the other three, and that one would make our set complete."

[Keitoleinen]

Keitoleinen regerates his wounds and summons forth a great flood.

The sea swells and a deluge of water washes through Helsinki, washing people, cars, and homes into the ocean.

Kietoleinen laughs wildly at the havok.

[Jareth]

They have the other 3!!! Play it cool. Do not let on that you know what they are for.

"Well this has great value to me and my..."She chokes on the word"...master. I can not just hand it over for a price. I am sorry my dear, but i must decline." She starts to walk away.

~Does she think i'm mad. I know what this is and what it can do. Especially with the other 3. Kaschei will love this tidbit of information! Ah there i go again, f'uck Kaschei.~

[Hope98]

"Please, I really need it. We are going to use them to make the world a better place.... There must be something I can do for you!!"

I run over to her. I can not let the egg escape!

[Peter "The Owl"]

A massive rip slips the city in two. White lines flash across the falling city and forms emerge from them. The waters stops, pushing back or vanishing all together into the white rips in space.

Portals snap into existance at the edge of the city and figues flood from them. Formost of these is a opening some hundred meter from the gathered forces of the Legaue.

Peter steps from his portal, several other's stepping into formation behind him. "Sir Jugen, have the Guardian begin the retreat. Seal the rebels and evacuate to the Target Zone. Our allies will meet you there."

The Paladin bows and moves off, shouting orders to his men. All around the city circle of power flare, sheilds go up around rebels and a massive movement begins as the Guardians invoke their ancient magiks.

Rebels are gathered in great sheilds held by four or more Guardians, sped off like bubbles in a whirlpool. All the Guardians head for a single point, miles to the east of the city.

Peter, his usual cloths replaced with ture battle garb, looks across the feild at their enemy. "Joan, alert the Archbishop and the Council of the situation. Send word to all in range Hunters and Guardians to clear them and their's out of the area. This might get bad."

His hands covered with dark gloves of some leathery material, the same as his coat and boots, Peter watches the messanger retreat into a portal. He breaths deep, feeling the extra armor against his chest. Wery hide and mithrial, the best LIF had to offer for armor. He would need it dearly.

Sir Jugen returns to him, a wounded rebel in his arms. "The retreat is underway Hunter, they will be clear soon. We could not save the city."

"Cities come and go. The people might not. Where is their leader? Where is Bassarov?"

"No reports sir. They must still be inside."

"What's left?"

"Only Ministry itself. Shall we send Guardians for him?"

"No," says Peter, without emotion, "Bassarov is into deep this time. We can't pull him out. Now go, this is not your fight. See that they make it to the relay point. As much as I dislike our allies they will be all that can save these people."

Velmur Jugen, Sir Senior Paladin of the Church, frowns slightly, only half turning. These Hunters chill him. None of them have hearts any longer. They were killers, pure and simple. Nothing else in LIF killed like them, not even the Officals and their destructive magiks.

The Paladin turns and runs, a group of Guardians trailing behind with more wounded.

"So the beginning ends," says Peter, standing alone now, "And the true story begins to unfold before us. Perhaps Virgil is right, perhaps this is the end of days." A face flashes through Peter's mind. A beautiful woman, who cares not for herself but for all others. Chastity. How wishes he might see her one last time, if this be truely the end. "But then it shall be and end worth remembering."

[Jareth]

She turns and looks the woman straight into her eyes.

"A better world? Ha! There can be no better world for me. You see these eyes? This aura? I am half crazy now. Torn between 2 sides. A better world for me will never come because i am an idiot. A trusting fool. As must you be to believe in such a thing. So i take my leave of you Kind woman. I decline and will never release my egg to you!"

She continues to walk.

~A better world, Jareth you are an idiot for sure. This could stop all of this madness. Maybe help you control...please be silent!! this nagging voice is intolerable~
She places a hand to her forhead rubbing as she walked.

[Virgil- The Prophet]

Virgil appears besides Peter, smiling, his arms crossed over his chest.

"The Council sent me," he says simply. For a long moment they stand in silence.

"Well," says Virgil finally, "Looks like I was right now doesn't it? Unless I miss my guess I see a Dragon, a God of Doom, and a Antediluvian over there. Not exactly good signs."

Uncrossing his arms Virgil cracks his knuckles, still smiling. "I get the Dragon. We have a score to settle. I want to finish the rest of them off, finish what I started 30 years ago."

[Ookami]

In one moment everyone was being washed away then they weren't. Using stealth i went from place to place looking checking on those i could find. I had seen Chihira a moment ago so she was alright. Yet i couldn't find everyone. How is it that they found the church so quickly. And why destroy it, no worship went on. In my panick stricken mind i had a thought. A wonderful scheme that would ensure that i could play spy. I turned my attention back to the people. It seemed some holy battle was being played out while we were being saved. I went to Chihira and gave her a brief hug. I threw Usha over my shoulder and we helped kisa along as we went searching for Jiro.

[KitsuneHime]

Suzumi glanced over at Riku, slung over Bassarov's shoulder. He looked extremely pale from bloodloss, and was covered in dried blood, but she couldn't distinguish whether it was entirely his own or not.

She grimaced, at the sight of him like this, then turned to Bassarov.

"After we reach Mischa, do you want me to teleport us to Helsinki?"

Glancing up ahead, a chill ran through her spine. She knew Kaieka would come, sooner or later.

Inhaling deeply, she tried to quell her adrenaline. The prospect of fighting one of her long time companions was not an event she yearned for.

[Kallen]

(She boards the train as all the destruction is breaking loose so the train is still running...

In her quest for answers and revenge Kallen boards the train to Helsinki. She was told of a place the rebels were rennovating and wished to go help and join them. She waited as the train pulled out of the station then let out a sigh of relief. There has to be someone who knew of the goddess. Someone who could help her. Well if they are rennovating a church perhaps not. She smiled and helped an elderly woman to her seat. She hoped because she was a witch she was not turned away. Some people just don't understand. She returned to her seat and looked out of the window and sighed. She couldn't wait to get there and meet new people. She was tired of traveling alone, and fighting alone. Even though she was excited the movement of the train caused her to fall asleep.

Had she known what lay ahead she may not have taken that train.

[Kaieka]

I walk slowly down the darkened stairway. It is lit by torches afixed to the walls, a medieval touch that added to this section of the Ministry's torturous feel. Many people came down this dark stair, but few returned up.

I run my finger nails along the stucco walls as I decend, causing a lovely scraping sound.

I pause as I sense a familiar presence... Bassarov.

I continue down, each step bringing me closer to what I know to be him. My nails now dig deep grooves in the wall, sending chips and dust scattering to the steps.

I have come here to find him, and it appears that he will be easily found. I withdraw my kris from my sleeve, the torchlight dances eerily upon its curved metal blade.

I will kill the kind Sazumi first. Make him watch her die, and then take care of him. He should already be dead, twice now by all rights, let's see if the third time is the charm.

[Hope98]

I notice that her clothes seem like something a Red Infinity operative would wear.

"You...you work for them, don't you..."


I increase my power so that I am surrounded by pink flames. I looks like I will have to fight her for the egg.

[Valodya Bassarov]

Bassarov senses her darkness. The wound in his chest starts to hurt, so he grasps it. He lays Riku against the wall.

"Stay here with Riku, she is coming." Bassarov instructs Sazumi.

Bassarov walks forward, his dark eyes searching the shadows for her presense.
He summons his sickle, which, in such oppresive blackness is more dull and gray than silver.
We walks a little farther, slowly and cautiously. He can tell that she is near, though he can not see where she is.

"Kaieka, I am sorry for what happened. You did not diserve that, but what will inflicting your suffering on others accomplish? Find someone, live a happy life, I wish you the best, I loved you, I still do....you should not be reduced to spreading your misery to others...."