The Ultimate Organization III+.5

Wing rushed Scourge from the side, eyes full of determination, body full of adrenaline. His twin swords were held in their attack positions, their tips as strong as diamonds, ready to slice whatever they touched.

"You won't win!" He shouted as he let the blades fall, each finding their mark in Scourge's side and left shoulder.

 

Wing rushed Scourge from the side, eyes full of determination, body full of adrenaline. His twin swords were held in their attack positions, their tips as strong as diamonds, ready to slice whatever they touched.

"You won't win!" He shouted as he let the blades fall, each finding their mark in Scourge's side and left shoulder.

 

Wing rushed Scourge from the side, eyes full of determination, body full of adrenaline. His twin swords were held in their attack positions, their tips as strong as diamonds, ready to slice whatever they touched.

"You won't win!" He shouted as he let the blades fall, each finding their mark in Scourge's side and left shoulder.

 

OOC:Xane wasn't the only one on vacation. I was busy this weekend. Nonetheless, here I am. And here I go. See ya tomorrow.

 

OOC: They're pretty good when done right.

 

OOC: AH! Triple post! I'm frightened! Must have been a glitch in the site or something.

BIC: Scourge cried out in pain, his power cutting off in time for Xardius to slice upwards into Scourge's chest.

Scourge stumbled backward, life blood spilling to the ground.

Coughing, Scourge smiled and raised the cannon. "End game."

Firing, energy poured out of the nozzle as three crystals exploded at once. Xardius pushed Wing to the side, desperately trying to block it as Scourge's power roared into him, blasting him into nothing but ashes.

As the power died, the smear that was left of Xardius slowly blew away in the wind.

Falling to one knee, Scourge's arm fell apart around him, revealing his normal arm and his fist clenched tightly.

Squeezing his left fist, Scourge slowly stood again, his wounds slowly knitting.

"Fire Phoenicians have the unique ability of high-speed regeneration," Scourge said with a shrug. "The only way you can hurt me is to make it so I can no longer regenerate. Your friend Xardius is, I'm afraid, quite dead now. He won't be coming back from that."

"Now, for the rest of you, I think I will finally draw my sword," Scourge said, his right hand closing on a black hilt, his left hand closing on another. Drawing both swords, Scourge assumed a ready position, his left leg crouched slightly, his right leg extended. His left hand held his sword backwards, the point angling back towards his elbow, his right hand holding the sword, angled down in a 45 degree angle from his right foot.

"Come at me with everything you have," Scourge said. "I will crush you all for the final time."

***

Xardius lay in a gray haze.

"What...just happened...?" he thought out loud.

His power swirled around him, transforming into the dark woman.

"Your body was completely destroyed, it will take a few moments to restore it," the woman said.

Xardius shrugged. "So what am I right now? Just a consciousness? What's stopping my power from taking over?"

"Scourge," the woman said. "Scourge is blocking me. Somehow he's concocted a way to block my savageness. He's saving you at the same time as he's killing you..."

"Is that right..." Xardius muttered, sitting up. "I don't have legs yet."

A few moments later, Xardius stood, at the bottom of the building.

"We need to take this somewhere where I can cut loose," Xardius muttered. "I think it's time to get that portal..."

Pulling out his cell phone, he dialed his location to the ship's memory and began the climb back up to the top of the building, hoping the ship would get there in time...

OOC: I'll let you take it from there Nulix... There won't be any more real fighting with Scourge, unless Skinnar takes forever...

 

Wing felt the tears sting his cheeks as he watched the dust that was once Xardius blow away into the very element he controlled. He quickly blinked his royal blue eyes, and when they reopened, the tears were replaced by anger, and rage. He matched Scourge's stance, ready to take the man on by himself. He was ready to fulfill the promise he had once made to Xardius. Wing was a man of his word, and was more then ready to end this war here and now. Even if he were to die in the process, he knew that Xane would finish their mission. He also had faith in Nulix and the message Wing had sent to him.

"It's time we put an end to all these battles. It's time the Darkness learned it's place in the universes. It's time for change."

He looked around at all those in the room; Xane, Bella, Vecked, Mellodia, Venture, Alyt, then finally Scourge.

"We may be young, but we have heart. And Even though we were born into these worlds as everything fell apart, we remain strong. Yeah, they all said we didn't belong, but like I said, we are strong. We will fight, or we will fall,till the angels save us all. And I assure you, the angels will save us!"

Twilight surged around Wing's boots now, slowly rising to surround his body. Crissilia's form appeared for an instant behind him, with her arms around his neck. We she vanished, a pair of light blue wings, with royal blue and lavender feathers mixed in were left in her place. they weren't the same as hi former Phoenix Wings. No, these were pure, celestial wings.

"Are you ready to meet your creator, Scourge?"

 

Gran Hairis Rentu Skinnar stood at the window of the Florence One. It was the battle cruiser he had used while he was the acting Supreme Captain. "Take us down," Rentu ordered his pilots. "And build up the assault team. I want the Light armies to be completely helpless to our attacks."

 

"You fool," Scourge muttered. "My creator's in my head, and he won't shut up..." Scourge's hands clenched tighter on the sword handles, so hard blood began welling from his hands to drip onto the ground.

"When you say 'us all,'" Scourge growled, his eyes burning with uncontrollable rage and insanity, "I don't suppose you really mean everyone... When you say 'angels', to whom are you referring? It's people like you that really piss me off... You don't think about anything other than who needs to die!"

Power roared into Scourge, wings spreading behind him in gold and red glory. Scourge's hair raised above his head, waving as if flame itself, his eyes turning blood red, smoke and fire pouring from his wings.

"What is darkness! What is light! What makes you so much better than me! I've killed, you've killed, we've all killed, and how can you justify any of it? You're all just like me, but you won't acknowledge it!" Scourge roared. "So come on then, you pathetic Ultimate Organization! Kill me too, and I'll haunt you to the end of your miserable days!"

Laughing maniacally, Scourge rushed forward, swords spinning at Wing...

***

Xardius fell to the ground, his limbs spasming, muscles jerking uncontrollably. "Ah, what...what's happening?"

The woman moaned, her image flickering in and out, and blood running from her nose. "Something's wrong...ugh, it hurts..."

The woman huddled into a little ball, slowly disappearing.

Xardius' eyes bulged as pain arched his back to the point of breaking. "I've never been blown to ashes before..." He gritted through his teeth. "Must be some reaction to total regeneration..."

"I'm sorry," the woman coughed. "But..."

Screaming, she disappeared completely, and Xardius felt his consciousness slipping away.

"I refuse!" Xardius roared, slamming his fist into the ground repeatedly. "I will not let anything win! Get out here NOW!"

The woman seemed wrenched from some other phase as Xardius pulled himself to his feet, his fingers digging trenches in the building wall, leaving bloody smears that healed on his fingers as soon as they were created.

"What did you do?" the woman asked, wide-eyed. "I can't feel anything of me."

"I've entered my final form," Xardius growled. "It's all or nothing, and either way, this battle will be my last with you."

"What!?" the woman gasped. "You're giving me up!? You can't...! You'll die!"

"Then it's about bloody time!" Xardius snapped. "Get a hold of yourself! I'm going back up there!"

The woman nodded, wiping tears from her face as Xardius began climbing once again...

OOC: I think Scourge finally snapped...

 

Vecked watched Scourge charge forward. Vecked slowly put his gunblade in its holster. "Its time for me to leave," He muttered, walking towards Xane. "Wheres my Virus?"

 

Wing gritted his teeth, watching as Scourge spun towards him. His words sinking into the young sandy blonde haired boy's mind.

"No, there is a difference between us. I kill those who wish to harm others...he kills to gain power...but killing is still killing...NO!" His mind began to fog over, and his judgement was beginning to become clouded, causing him to lose focus.

"WING!" A voice in the back of his mind shouted, snapping him back to reality at the last possible second.

his swords met with Scourge's and he braced himself, trying to hold his ground.

"Urg..."

 

"Wing's got it," Xane answered. "He's probably better off with it than me, anyway."

 

"I was going to take it back you idiot," Vecked muttered, pulling his gunblade out. "Wing! Throw the Virus! Don't Scourge take it!"

 

Wing was still struggling against Scourge's raw power when Vecked's voice came in loud and clear.

"Wing, throw the virus! Don't let Scourge take it!"

Wing just shook his head, as sweat dripped down his cheeks.

"No! I won't give it to you! Not after what you did..."

Wing gritted his teeth, trying to push back against Scourge's monstrous strength.

 

"Well, looks like that little idea ain't exactly workin' for ya, Vecked," Xane shrugs.


OOC: Again, I have nothing...

 

"Give it to me!" Vecked yelled, jumping into the fight angrily.

OOC: And this is the part where Dk's required...

 

OOC: Sorry I'm late, I was finishing chores.

BIC: Scourge's swords spun as he beat a blazing pattern against both Wing and Vecked at once, his swords clicking together at the handles as he flipped over, transforming his dual swords in and out of swallow-format (a swallow being a long-handled weapon with two alternately facing blades).

Despite this, Scourge seemed a little ragged, having to correct over-extensions or swings that weren't perfectly in alignment...

***

Xardius continued climbing, nearing the top...

 

OOC: Nyaighiahgalaniyahkava....

 

OOC: Anything else you want to get off your chest Nulix?

 

OOC: I'm awesome.