Train-ing (Elyss/William)

William was woken from his drunken stupor with a start. His eyes blinked repeatedly as sunlight drowned his senses leaving him to slowly sit up and try to wake up fully. Last he checked this train ride should have lasted much longer than this as it wasn't supposed to end until later in the night. Something serious must have happened for the train to have stopped in its tracks in the middle of nowhere which William surmised by drearily looking out the window behind him. As he stood the clinking of glass bottles falling from his lap to the ground went unnoticed by the strangely dressed man. Though not exactly an alcoholic William was still getting used to things like train and plane rides which didn't exist where he came from.

Stepping out of his privacy cabin a still slightly drunk William surveilled his surroundings and noticed there was practically nobody still on the train. The lack of screams from outside the locomotive at least indicated it wasn't a Hollow attack responsible for the stop. Maybe everyone had just gotten off the stretch their legs which seemed like a good idea to William too who stepped off the train and joined the gathering crowd outside. Not liking crowds he immediately made his way to the front and exited the group and came upon the situation and cause for today's events. A massive pile of boulders sat in the way of the train.

Though his spiritual powers had increased over the past few years William knew there was nothing he could do about this and so he walked further from the crowd and stood in silence at least enjoying the heat of the sun on his face a pleasant callback to the Hellish land he hailed from. Still he didn't want to be stuck here all day and found himself to be a bit annoyed by things "Man, this sucks..." he said to no one in particular as he kicked a small rock, sending it flying directly into the pile of boulders damning his day.

William continued to stare a bit mindlessly at the horizon as he waited for something to happen. Hopefully someone or something would come soon to get things back on track, literally. The initial excitement and interest even began waning for the more...lets say mundane passengers. For William it was all a bit boring. He found locomotives and vehicles immensely fascinating given the first time he rode in one was just a few months ago and so not being able to continue on the train was disappointing to say the least.

As the blond haired man stood facing away from the scene a sudden bloodcurdling scream rang out and caused him to turn on the spot. As he spun around William's line of sight was drawn to an incredibly creepy winged man-creature lifting an innocent woman high into the sky. Dulled by the copious amount of alcohol William had consumed today his reaction was not fast enough to do anything before the victim was dropped to the ground, killed with a resounding Thud. "What the hell?"

William stared incredulously at the woman's corpse for a few seconds before drawing forth from a pocket his signature Drachma and palmed it, turning the small gold coin into a large Spirit weapon capable of firing saw-like discs of energy. William stood his ground as the frightened crowd made its way back into the "safe" confines of the train. Luckily he had already separated from the other passengers and could surveil his surroundings without disruption. It was during this surveillance William spotted the strange beast heading towards a nearby young child laying on the ground, likely knocked down by someone in their haste to board the train.

Without thinking William immediately broke out into a full sprint towards the child. Though his primary method of attack was ranged he did not want to risk missing and hitting someone else by accident and so he quickly placed himself between the monster and it's would-be victim. "Pick on someone your own size, you ugly as hell Man-bat!" William had the drunken confidence of someone far stronger than himself, but thankfully his senses and mind were sharpened by the situation's sudden severity. Before the creature completely closed the gap between them William fired off a trio of spinning bladed discs of energy from his Spirit Weapon hoping to at least inflict deep gashes on the assailant.

The arrival of the redhead was a welcome one as it became clear William was outgunned against this strange demonic creature. She seemed pretty strong and with what little ability Will has to sense others's spiritual power he could tell her confidence wasn't just for show. Still he wasn't exactly a fan of being ordered around especially by some stranger. With a grunt of agreement William grabbed the child roughly by the arm and tugged him along until he could force him onto the train, not really caring if his parents found him just then. William might not have wanted to watch an innocent kid be torn apart or worse by this beast he wasn't exactly a hero or even a very nice guy.

Would it make him a hero to go back and help the redheaded woman? Perhaps it's what a hero would do, but intention matters and William quickly ran back to the fight more out of selfishness than selflessness. He hates being told what to do by others and didn't feel like being completely overshadowed by some random woman either. Thus he soon made it back to the battle and observed the two combatants for a moment, deducing at least for right now they were likely close to being equal in prowess. While he understands his own limitations William also knows if both sides are equal it only takes a nudge to turn the tide.

"Refusing help will just get all of us killed, lady." Figuring the best way to help would be to support his temporary comrade-in-arms from afar while she battles William raised his Spirit Weapon and took aim before firing off another trio of rapidly-spinning discs of energy. These saw blades would zip through the air directly past his ally towards the chest of the beast. Unlike the earlier shots though William applied a higher rate of spin to these new projectiles with the hope that if his target tried blocking them with it's wings they would tear through their bat-like membrane and eliminate it's ability to fly. If unsuccessful, William's hope still lied in it being a decent enough distraction for the redheaded woman to hit their enemy with a surprise attack.

Success! The duo had managed to achieve multiple direct hits against their demon foe. William's attack had both done damage and distracted his target long enough for his ally to jump in and strike a blow against it hard enough to send the beast flying and skidding across the ground like a flat rock on a lake. This victory would be short lived unfortunately as the demon dragged itself to its feet and shook off the injuries seemingly using some sort of high speed regeneration to close the shallow wounds William had inflicted upon it. Though not exactly an expert on reading the emotions of hideous batlike demon creatures William could see the heightened animosity on his enemy's face and predicted the battle would escalate from here on out.

It turns out William was correct in his prophecy as hellishly black spheres of spiritual energy formed around the beast's visage. Evidently it was no longer interested in engaging in a hand to hand fight where a two on one advantage could be more meaningful and decided to graduate to widespread destruction. Not wanting to be caught unawares William shifted and began running in the direction opposite of the train having the additional goal of drawing the demon's attention away from the train with innocent civilians in it.

The abrupt chaos of sudden explosions across the newly minted battlefield was ignored by William as he continued his full-on sprint away from the conflict. Unfortunately he would not prove quick enough to dodge all the attacks as one of the pitch black spheres exploded mere feet behind him generating enough concussive force to force William into a double front flip before landing face down with a thud. William found his senses drowned out again this time by ringing in his ears and stars in his eyes not to mention the air that had been knocked out of his lungs making it difficult to catch a breath.

Now alone with the demon on this side of the tracks William knew he could not stay like this for long. Forcing himself to his feet William turned to watch his assailant ascend to the sky with his ally nowhere to be seen. He didn't think she had been killed because of how much stronger she is than him but for the time being he would have to survive without help. Cursing his helplessness William's eyes burned with hatred and contempt at the situation he found himself in. With anger enveloping his heart his Quincy blood burned and suddenly a light covered him head to toe for a few seconds as his spiritual power rose and rose. Perhaps to the other two involved in this battle William's maximum strength wouldn't be much but it still greatly enhances his capabilities and would make him that much more dangerous.

Following his transformation into Vollständig William would be revealed to now have a glowing orange cape, headband, scarf, and crown floating above his head. In addition his eyes will now have turned orange and his spiritual weapon Ilios would glow brilliantly in stark contrast to its usual form. With a wave of his hand William created and sent forth a multitude of floating, flowing orange orbs with seemingly minimal spiritual energy contained within. These orbs would spread across a thirty yard area between himself and the demon. Unlike the beast's own spheres of destruction these orbs would not explode on impact instead popping like balloons while releasing significant heat and bright enough light to blind those within close proximity. As if daring his enemy to come get him William raised his empowered spirit weapon and fired a Reishi disc much faster and stronger than those previously sent at it.

Even with his Vollständig active William could be brushed aside by all but the most inept fighters, but the tremendous gap in power between himself and this flying monstrosity would and could not be enough to bring him to heel. Instead of fleeing he stood his ground and kept his Spirit Weapon trained on his enemy as it deftly dodged the lone projectile. Seeing the beast turn its attention toward him William immediately raised his left hand and squeezed his slender fingers into a fist causing the scattered glowing orbs to begin moving towards him though perhaps not fast enough to collide with the demon.

As of yet William's opponent had not been struck by a single orb despite them now being in a closer vicinity to it than previously. As the murderous creature crossed halfway between it's original location and it's target the orbs now surrounded it with none quite close enough to directly touch it. Closer....closer....! thought William as his newly-formulated plan neared fruition. With only a moderate distance still between the two he knew it was now or never, reacting too late would doom himself and possibly dozens of innocent people if his redheaded savior could not re-enter battle in time.

With most of the glowing balloon-like spheres nearly within arms reach of the flying demon William raised and fired his trustworthy Ilios sending forth a rapidly spinning disc of Reishi. Instead of pointlessly causing a minor wound to the regenerating monster this projectile would instead strike the orb nearest William which also happened to be located almost directly in front of the demon. Upon impact the orb would audibly POP and release a sudden burst of light and heat. The purpose of this would be to temporarily blind the demon while also causing the disc to bounce to the nearest orb and pop that one as well. This process would repeat itself eight more times until all ten of Will's spheres would be detonated causing the temperature around the demon to increase considerably all while perhaps more importantly creating enough light to distract and harm it.

Despite hoping his attack would be successful William sluggishly rolled to the side in case he would not be so lucky and steadied himself, preparing for the worst. By this time his breathing had become ragged as exhaustion began to set in. This trap of sorts was the best he was capable of and if it failed utterly there would be little hope left for him. "Damn...done in by a weirdo...that's just not right!"