The Lost Brother

Tue May 13, 2014 2:13 pm

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Verathius returned from the war, left his report and promptly exited the area going to a place just outside the K-World's homes and such. He remained alone in solitude for it was peaceful. He didn't know the answer anymore, these Iramasha, the Demons, all these beings. They were so set on destroying everything, they didn't care about those caught in the blasted crossfire. His orbs of crimson piercing that could pierce the very heart of men and woman alike looked out into the nothing. His blood was active, the need to protect Ashlei was stronger now than in recent memory. Why, what was the purpose of this emotion didn't he have something he wanted? Their must of been a goal worthy of following, something that didn't involve such grand dreams of toppling god. Kin Iramasha dreamed of becoming the Soul King, or taking his spot from what he knew. What dreams were they worth of chasing, he clenched a fist slightly. Feeling his gaze look on empty with nothing in them except a piercing nature that came from somewhere.

What was the purpose of sacrifice, why did he do it? He could remember hazy images at best of a time when that gate was his life. When Ashlei a fellow Vasto requested him to defend it, he remembered reaching a pinnacle that few others could grasp. He didn't know the answers of course, but being what he was meant more to him than most people would ever realize. He'd taken swords, been struck by weapons old and new. Fought battles for many sides, sometimes good and sometimes evil. Where does one draw the line in the sane, his gaze fell to the ground he stood scooping up sand beneath his digits. Coming up to look off at the horizon, he released it letting the sand cast itself into the air in a dusty mist. The voice told him he needed to make a choice about something, but what was the choice. What did it mean, their were things he didn't get of course. Why did he feel like Sacrifice was the key to him, he felt that aspect fit him pretty well. Dying the way he did, memories were barely kept alive.

What was the point in remembering, he was dead inside and perhaps it was a feeling that fit. He hadn't found joy in either Shadow's Fall or K-World. Kin would discuss things with him more than likely, among the hollows within K-World. Verathius was one of the most powerful, he was one of three Vasto Lorde level beings that called it home. But unlike the other two, Verathius seemed to be a creature of solitude that made him hard to handle. Kin Iramasha was a person who had his ideals right, that was of course truth. Verathius unlike other people didn't find that sense of belonging anywhere, not since the gate. He'd fought against Moonie and that had been a time of where he felt at peace. His frame looked much like Ashlei in a male body, he was handsome with piercing eyes that could pierce the soul. His crimson hair blew in the breeze as he looked towards the horizon. Would it be best to simply vanish into the desert and never return, things were unclear. Perhaps that was life an unclear mess that never made sense to anyone involved in it.

Wed May 14, 2014 9:57 am

Ashlei Clixx

You can never truly understand everything that happens in life. Why do things flow the way that they do? Who decides why things exist, and who decides when they can begin and when they can end? It's the same with the mind. You can never be in full control of it. Sometimes, you will forget. Other times, you will remember but it is always the things that you forget that will leave you wanting more. What was it that you cannot remember? Like a jigsaw puzzle missing a few pieces, you have an incomplete memory. Your recollection of the past is fragmented and you can only remember flickers, silhouettes and shadows. What day was it then? Was it night? What was happening? Did somebody die? Did somebody lose a dear sister? Was somebody left powerless?

Who knows. The events that lead up to the death of the Queen of Hollows was all but a blur to her now. Her throat, arms, legs, stomach and more all felt painful whenever she tried to recollect them. It's best not to think about it. However, sometimes you just can't help it. Two centuries ago, something grand had happened. Her family was created, and each one walked on in their own lights. But not Ashlei. Oh no, she fell into darkness. She became a monster and she walked the path of the dead. Her body had been ravaged, mauled and destroyed time and time again until she finally took upon the Demon form she had grown accustomed to now. All of this, was not enough to keep her from trying to reach out to her past though.

She knew somebody was out there. SHe knew, one special person was different to the rest. Her time in K-world, trying to rescue Claire created so much tension in her mind, body and soul. However she felt something else. A pull towards a mysterious man she had not known for that long. What she wasn't aware of, was how she had sent this man to his own isolation. A task of watching a gateway into Hueco Mundo. Why did she forget about him? Was it her mind, repressing her past? Her human life? Could she not stand to face those memories? It isn't like that anymore though. She wanted more from this. She wanted answers to the blacked out parts of her mind. She couldn't just forget the people she once loved.

And so, she is here in K-world. She knows why this feeling is taking over her body. Her long, scruffy red hair was lazily drooping down her back, swaying as she slowly walked along. Her knee's lifted parts of her black gothic dress as she climbed up small steps. Those red eyes glowed vibrantly, her stride weak and forced, her body shivering at the outcome of this meeting. SHe found where the male was and stood behind him, some distance. She didn't say a word. Something felt as though he knew she was coming. What would he try to say? What could they say? They were....connected.

Wed May 14, 2014 11:27 am

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Time, how much time waited in this pause. It stopped as he turned his piercing eyes looking at the female, it would be like looking in a mirror for Ashlei. He had no doubt this meeting was destined for centuries, time itself was waiting for this moment. Everything waited perhaps even the core of himself that was so long hidden too him. He wasn't able to embrace much of anything, it was true Ashlei condemned him to solitude and left him. But that wasn't such a bad thing was it? So he didn't understand what happened all those years ago, his frame wanted to utter a word. But he was uncertain of what it meant, was the word sister? She looked so familiar, it was piercing the tall and rather emotionally crippled male's form. His orbs of crimson didn't shift in the slightest from the frame of Ashlei, he waited for her to say what she came too. But perhaps seeing him as he was, as this true body was would shock her. It was truly was a mirror for him though, what he'd look like if he'd been a female.

It was this moment, when Darkness turned to light, when shadow become the light it hid behind. His voice tried to say the word he wanted, to say Sister but the word was all but a strange thing. It's as though the body remembered but the mind didn't. His hand reached up slowly, brushing against his lips confused as he looked at his hand than at her. The only word managed was her name, but only once nothing else could be said. "Ashlei." Was the last word he could manage, he felt himself called here by something. Was it on purpose, was fate finally restoring the damage that it caused. Was it time for the broken shattered world he held to be fixed. Verathius was a broken being, not able to move forward. He perhaps did embody Sacrifice despite being different from his counter parts. He held some degree of honor and pride, he had a sense of right and wrong. Something was different about him from those that called themselves Arrancar, he knew the honorable way to settle things.

He didn't understand why things went the way they did in the Gotei. He sought to end the entire battle with them on a single fight between himself and Ibiki. It was naive perhaps to be this way, to have the strongest vs the strongest. He just always found that method to reach the best results, but it wasn't a simple thing. Kin Iramasha's goal was one he didn't know the answer too on how to feel. He in all cases remembered the Espada which each had a decent representation of what people would call death. Ashlei stood before him as he felt the wind blow his short locks of hair and clothing. His orbs seeming to pierce into the girl's soul and try to figure everything out within her. Words weren't needed, such things were but a hindrance. Something about this moment didn't need words of impurity he could come up with, everything he could think of didn't fit whatever it felt like. The magnitude of the moment was big for some reason, everything felt so close to grasp and yet, eternally far away.

It seemed like a mystery without an answer, but he felt like she had it. Or at least his portion of the answer, maybe once he heard it. Maybe once she revealed something to him, more would become clear. Darkness felt thick in his heart and soul, but he felt light. Something about Ashlei represented light to him, it was as though he'd been banished from her so long. All he could do is look at her, never removing his gaze from her form. It was like enjoying the view of the moon or sun after not seeing them your entire life. It was truly something that he couldn't put a true word on, it was an expression without features. His body felt alive for the first time in a long time, it was hard to figure out everything going on. Why had he devoted himself to the concept of protecting those unknowns. He couldn't understand but his instincts told him it was right. Verathius felt his mind calculating figuring out the answer to everything going on. This moment would last forever, till perhaps she made a move or he did. But it was ok, it would end tonight regardless of what happened.

Sat May 17, 2014 7:25 am

Ashlei Clixx

Some might say that Ashlei was a girl that was very disconnected from reality. She wasn't the kind of person that would stand up and announce her presence. She wasn't one to make sure her enemy knew her she was. no. She was a quiet girl. Her days of rampage were behind her. She wanted more to her life than simply killing. Even the insane may finally realise this fact. She now spent her days wandering, trying to find meaning. She needed to find those she lost so long ago. The people so close to her that she once called her family. She needed it back, and that was why she was here.

Ashlei stood firmly in this lonely room with only the other male standing opposite her. He looked so familiar. He seemed to know her so well, yet not at all. And she felt like she was supposed to know who this man was. Her memories were fading, and she tried her best to piece together each fragment she could collect. This man, his name was...

"Verathius..."

She stood silent for a moment after saying his name. The two couldn't just stare at one another like this, but she had no clue how to proceed. She needed to say something though.

"Who...are you?" She said as she raised a hand to her belly. She knew something felt wrong. It wasn't normal. This feeling was something she once understood but now she does not. It just felt like a stomach ache and it made her want to puke. Taking one big gulp, she continued.

"This feeling I have. It isn't normal... It is trying to tell me something but I don't understand what it means. I just know it's being caused by you.. All those years ago, I told you to remain at that gate and I... I forgot about you. I didn't mean to I just... I fell down a terrible path. but...you're here now. You left on your own accord. There must be something else to this otherwise I wouldn't feel so strange around you as I do now."

She paused for a moment and looked away, not wanting to remain locked onto his features. he seemed so familiar, and that she couldn't put her finger on it, she was becoming agitated and nervous. She merely spoke one more time.

"who are you?..."

Sat May 17, 2014 1:18 pm

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"A ripple of a memory, I see the past before me..A girl who was burned at the stake, my sister..I know not where she is..I seek her. I must protect her, these images haunt me like nightmares. But when I look upon you, I see the images more..I'm but a ghost, I am Verathius Mischevang." Verathius said the words without even realizing it. He was a ghost, what did that even mean? He was alive wasn't he, this was real wasn't it? His eyes looked dead into hers the piercing gaze ever lasting as he merely observed the female's frame and her eyes. His orbs piercing her very soul, what was wrong with him. Mischevang, his crimson hair moved as he looked at the female, it was close to the edge of cracking. His frame felt so weak as the images of Danielle being burned alive haunted his mind. He reached out the other direction, reaching towards the fire that engulfed her. The sea that took her, he was haunted by it and wanted to save her. How did he know she was his sister, because instincts told him it was.

This wasn't a simple you may know, this was an absolute. She was most certainly his dear beloved sister, he needed to help her. Why was it he couldn't rescue her, where was she now? Her death it was absolutely impossible to figure the answers out. His hand lowered as the haunting image and screams faded. His eyes looked back to Ashlei, he was called to find her. Something in his instincts was telling him something more was about Ashlei, he tried so desperately to protect them all. Sacrificing his happiness and even going so far as to isolate himself for her sake. But why did he do it, what was he gaining out of the entire thing? She was important, but in what way was she important. The images would haunt him for perhaps the rest of his days, she didn't have the answers and neither did he. Just the dreams that were nightmares awaiting to breach his reality, the encompassing darkness that once plagued him. Why had she left him at that gate, where his being was almost sacrificed?

His eyes that so often were piercing a person's very heart, stared at her. She was suffering, why couldn't he help her? He wanted to help her so desperately, this girl was so important. What could he do though, how could he aid this important person? "Something else, I don't know..I have no answer as the time spent at that place my memories faded, only nightmares of the past were left to me..Of the girl I could not save, of the sacrifice I made.." Verathius spoke somewhat calmly, but it was clear that the memories were painful. He'd been getting them frequently, the answer was just there. It was as though it existed just on the tip of his fingers. Except when he went to grab it, he couldn't seem to clasp it. The memory and the entire way of things disappeared, it disappeared before he could reach for it. Such were the nightmares that plagued the former Segunda of Shadow's Fall. The man who picked the Bronze Cross of K-World up on his back and lead them.

But now he held doubts about Kin, just as he had once about Mana. Neither one of them were people that he believed in. Was he so damaged that nothing existed for him, that no side? Was he to wallow in the darkness and fade away into nothing? Was their not a light, was the girl burned and killed his light? He was lost wondering as he felt his hand clasp into a fist. It was so agitating that he couldn't find his way. Why was it taken from him, part of him blamed her. But upon looking at her the anger faded away it wasn't directed at her. It was an anger directed at a person with no reaction. The anger was directed at his weakness, for not being able to do what he must. Verathius absolutely hated the active problem that this caused him, his hand let go now as he felt it digging almost like two diamonds against one another, his skin was extremely hard. He glanced ahead at the endless space, before turning ton look at her. He prayed, no begged that this woman could answer his nightmares.

Mon May 19, 2014 10:56 am

Ashlei Clixx

This destined meeting felt like a meeting that would drag the two back to their childhood. The time when they were both siblings, twins born at once that lived together in peace until Ashlei's tragic death. It reminded her of a little playroom in the house with simple, impractical toys and two smiling parents that watched a small boy and girl enjoy themselves. It was almost the beginning of what could have been a wonderful life that the family could have enjoyed together. Now though, when you look back on it all, do those kinds of images really make you feel at ease? or do they make you feel even more uncertain as to what is happening now?

Ashlei blinked to remove the memories she had long lost, as though she did not want to remember them. She lived here and now, not back then. The time when she was a little girl means nothing in the grand scheme of things. She was a Queen now. She was nothing like she used to be and that was how she would remember it. Almost like it was a totally different person. Nonetheless, she had to reach out into those memories to find the answers Verathius sought for. It was weird. It felt like she had known him all her life, yet he was still a blurry image before her. She had to find a way to piece him together as even he doesn't know who he is.

Ashlei approached. Slowly at first, but she needed to get a better view. She wanted to know what her gut feeling was telling her. It was growing, almost painful. Too much to bear as she stood no more than a few inches away to stare deep into his eyes. She could feel something and it was not anxiety. It wasn't fear. It just gave her messages that only she could understand. the reds. The face. His entire body. He looked so much like she did. Her actions were starting to feel scripted as she reached out, wrapping her arms around him in a tight, consoling embrace. His questions. Could she answer them like this? Could his heart understand what she was feeling? These memories and feelings required no words. They would spark pictures of old. A time where two children played together. Even an image of a young girl hugging her brother just like Ashlei was now.

Piece the puzzle together Verathius, as the memories hidden deep within will stir to life once more.

Wed May 21, 2014 1:55 pm

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It was sudden, like a star bursting in the skies, memories slammed into him like a truck. His eyes blinked for a moment looking startled, perhaps the first time since he turned Arrancar that shock had entered his features. A word, just a single one as the ghost of the family Ashlei called her own. A singular word, one of much meaning and power perhaps to these two above any other. "Sister?" It seemed almost as though his body reacted on it's own, hugging her as the word slowly came out. He didn't know why, why was it she looked like him. Did these two hold more than, that's what the memories flocked into his mind. He remembered now, through her embrace his memories were returning. Verathius could remember who he was, he was Verathius Mischevang and this was his twin sister. He felt a soft sigh release from his lips, his body relaxing against that of Ashlei's. Resting his head upon hers, as he spoke now his eyes slowly opening to look at her. It was only a brief moment, but he knew who he was now.

"I remember sister, we were born as twins..but got separated as I could not rescue you." He was speaking of course of when Ashlei had passed, he failed to protect her perhaps this was why such damage was done to his body and mind. Verathius never could forgive himself for failing her, she was his world and he remembered now. Perhaps the very pain of failing her as his old self destroyed him. Was taking off his mask an attempt to die? He remembered now it was rather vague, because part of him thought Ashlei blamed him. So he naturally forced himself into this state as an Arrancar. Verathius couldn't say for certain, but Ashlei was the world for him. She represented the truth and world that he loved so much. his eyes stared at her now, waiting for her simple response. Would she once again leave him, what would she ask of him? Would a gate require guarding yet again, Verathius had somewhat lost his faith in Kin. It wasn't because of anything the male did or did not do.

Verathius began questioning things, but now he had some resolve. Protecting Ashlei, Rose, and those sisters. That was his job, he was their protector it was the duty only he could fulfill. Verathius wasn't certain if he would remain here now, he was the only person to serve multiple people, he'd once worked for Shadow's Fall and now K- World. The combined might of the Arrancar had been focused here, did he agree with the idea of Kin as the person taking over the spot of Soul King. The world would fall into a chaos that would take even Kin a while to repair, his mind couldn't comprehend it so what good did it do. His frame looked at his sister now, she was all that mattered. Not good, not evil, none of it was important. Whatever she wished of her twin he would accomplish, from whatever it meant. She'd forgotten as well, but so had he and he'd been trailing after her slowly. This was simply the way things were, but time finally let these two find one another.

Sun Jun 01, 2014 5:28 am

Ashlei Clixx

What Verathius spoke of was nonsense. Impossible. These two had hardly been around one another and Ashlei had treated him so badly, to even have left her command and walk under a different leader. She hated that. The fact that someone this close to her heart had been tossed aside just because her memories were so blank. She couldn't forgive herself for this. But why? Why did she accept what he said? She knew, that them being siblings was just absurd but he was telling the truth. She could tell. Ashlei looked into his glazed eyes before wrapping her arms around him tightly. He was taller than she was, so she could bury her face into his chest.

"I'm so sorry" Her eyes watered and she began to sob gently. Little trickles fell down her cheeks and rubbed into his clothes. She didn't care about keeping her composure. She just wanted to have her brother back. the one she forgot about. The one she didn't know. "My life has been full of so much pain. I...Iv'e lost so many and I just.... I don't know what to do. Our family is out there. Somewhere. But I just don't know where. Everything is so confusing and I hate it."

She looked back up at Verathius' face once more, her eyes and cheeks smeared with her tears. She then forced herself to crack a smile. She tried to remain calm and bring forth a cuter more pleased expression. "I don't remember what happened to me when I was still human. Those days passed 200 years ago. What matters, is here and now. I'm not letting any more of my blood drip away from me" She said this as she clung onto his shirt, gazing. She seemed almost, enchanted when she calmed down. She dispersed her worries and just wanted to move on. Now that he was here, maybe she could do it. Maybe she could get help closer to home.

Wed Jun 11, 2014 10:08 am

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He laced arms around her, crying she was crying no this wasn't something his soul could accept. He would banish anything that would make her cry, his frame was large and strong and his body seemed to be built of hellish things. His frame gently nuzzled the female closely, this hug had been something desired for almost centuries. Memories were lost and faded of anything not important, failing to protect her once was bad enough but now he had a second chance. Verathius was gifted the eyes that could pierce Heaven, his vision seemed to go through the very soul. His eyes were closed as he held her, she was something he never could call anything less than sister. Ashlei was his twin, these two were connected by far more than just simple blood. They were beings apart yet the same, they both had very similar personality traits to a degree. Verathius just seemed more distant and something seemed missing. It was mostly due to the separation from Ashlei, his real personality was something else entirely.

Devoted to protecting her and keeping her safe from harm, his soul was devoted to this cause. Devoid of anything else that couldn't help him, he wanted to make a place where Ashlei didn't have to cry ever. He wasn't sure where he fit into things, questions of thousands about Verathius the Crimson destroyer who awoke on the battlefield were brought up. Moonie often gave good advice on these things, one of his few friends. Verathius was a man who served darkness simply due to the choice leaving him none but to do so. Protecting Ashlei was his only goal, he wished to represent that goal with things more hero like. Verathius despite his hollow heritage was honorable and desired to protect her a certain way. Despite his code being odd and different, he couldn't see this going any other way. He remembered more as he looked down at her, his hand gently rubbing the girl's back softly. This wasn't something he could listen to her now calmly, his eyes focusing in on hers. She didn't desire to see anymore family fade from her.

"I will aid you however you desire sister...I decided long ago to protect you." Perhaps something she never heard before, Ashlei's brother decided long ago to protect her. Protecting her took the stage above all else. He wasn't over protective of her and knew whatever she desired of him would be the price paid. Leaving K-World and Kin's dream of becoming God didn't bother him, for he didn't support the idealism of someone becoming God. For the process wasn't so easy as they thought surely, somethings bothered him a bit. He couldn't put his finger on it, but he was suspicious that he and Zane were sent to die. Verathius didn't trust many people outside of Ashlei and Rose, this was simply the way he was left. A hero inside him refused to back down though, deciding he needed to observe the outcome. Things weren't going to be any easier with or without people in his life. But Ashlei's wishes were above all else the most important to him, the two were now once again together.

Wed Jun 11, 2014 10:51 am

Ashlei Clixx

The girl held on tightly as the two embraced one another. She had no real intention of moving away any time soon. She wanted to remember this moment until the day she died. The day she met her long lost brother once more. Not much else in the world could make her happier. Not any more at least. She lifted her face from his chest and chuckled lightly as she could see she had smeared herself all over his shirt and chest. She really didn't care though. Why would she? Her ears listened to his words, perking up almost like a puppy to listen in eagerly. She nodded slowly after he finished speaking and decided to lay her cheek on his chest once more.

"Help me as much as you can, protect me from what's wrong in this world. I welcome every effort you make." She smiled, almost as though she was beginning to doze off. In fact, it wouldn't be a surprise if her body was starting to slowly shut down. She had been awake almost a whole 6 hours now which is somewhat unlike her. Her eyes slowly fluttered closed, but she had a go at squeaking out a few more words.

"I want you to come home with me. Live where I do in my land. You can help me look after our people. I'm growing...sleepy though. Can you take us there? Come see me when I...wake...up" Her voice was so smooth and quiet as she said this, approaching her time to sleep. Her heart was full to the top with happiness and it calmed her. She felt so relaxed to the point where she could actually fall asleep without a single worry in the world. Her brother was here. he could stop anyone that tried to hurt her. She felt so safe for once in her long life. Before she could hear any of Verathius' responses, her eyes had fully shut and her breathing became rhythmic in her entranced, sleeping state. Hopefully he would still hold onto the sleeping Queen.

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