The Mad Beast and the Bug Man [PRIVATE]

Tue Apr 10, 2012 9:49 pm

MATOU KARIYA|間桐雁夜

The cold alleyway in between a pawn shop and a now-abandoned liquor store provided little comfort to the man in a blue hoodie. This small town was not modernized and there were still gas-driven cars that zoomed by, their horns blaring at drivers and stoplights. Their headlights shone into the alley, waking Matou Kariya up constantly. He could stand the horns, tires, brakes, yelling, and engines did not disturb his sleep, but those headlights...

Kariya decided he couldn't get any sleep here. At least not at the opening of the alley near the trash bags. The crippled man leaned up against the opposite wall and worked his way up the side of the building until he was standing. He grabbed his left arm right above his elbow. Kariya's good eye stared out at the passing cars and he smiled slightly, remembering the days he spent outside with Sakura. The cripple turned around and stepped slowly into the alley's depths.

Step after step, he began to go deeper into the cavaties behind and beside the old shopping center. Kariya could use the light coming from the cars passing by, until something tall and wide blocked the alley's entrance. Kariya turned back, fearing someone was being mugged by the size of this mass. But no, this thing was not two people being mugged. No, Kariya couldn't be so lucky. This black mass was a single body, black smoke eminating from its back. Glowing lines of crimson adorned the body, with one marking where the eyes would be.

Kariya's right eye opened wide, as he feared this black beast staring at him. Kariya turned around, dragging his left leg along, rapidly limping away from the black mass. He avoided the trash bags, cans, and bottles strewn around as he entered the delivery alley. It hadn't been used in some time, and the chain-link gate was shut and locked tight. Nothing Kariya had on him could open it. Instead, Kariya limped towards another alley, though he tripped on his own leg. He didn't tear his clothing on the rough pavement, but instead just skinned up his palms. He coughed up some blood as he peered back at he black mass, hoping that it wasn't there to cut his second life short.

"AFDDAFGAXHCGSHFGASHJFEG"

Thu Apr 12, 2012 9:03 pm

Beresker|バーサーカー

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A roar unlike any other, was heard this fateful night. In between that pawn shop and the now-abandoned liquor store. This thing, stood there in this alleyway, waiting for something to appear, or was it resting. No one can tell, this thing seemed to have no retains no clear personality, as it is a thing fueled by nothing more then rage and bloodthirsty killing intent. This beast is extremely ferocious when it comes to the battle field, and will not spare anyone . senseless when it comes to battle, that becomes a digression once the battle commences. Not only does he show precise skill, but he is able of completing actions by common sense, and weaving together strategical situations, in order to gauge the opponent's power levels, and even effectively trap them within an area, where his abilities can fully flourish. This often comes as a surprise to opponents who face them, as often times or not, they are fooled into thinking that he doesn't have proper battle methods, or even a sense of where he is swinging when attacking. His intelligence is something to be feared in itself, think of a super computer, being able to use anything he gets his hands on to defeat almost anything in his way, but he knows when to run for cover when it is needed. The Beast appeared around in this city, killing off strong Hollow's. But there was more to this thing, as it wore armor that was strong enough to rival the King of Heroes armor in itself, just as powerful but it looked like a knight, a knight that gave off never ending black smoke.

Something was ahead of this beast. A man with white hair, and something else, walking with a limb, this man was not a human, it was a being known as Sugiura, and the beast watched as this man ran in terror form himself. The beast gave off a slight chuckle, a very creepy chuckle as it watched the man trying to escape with his life, it ran past the trash bags, cans, and bottles strewn around, the beast just walked, slowly following, the trashcans being knocked over and slightly kicked into the walls, cracking them, and one of the trash cans pretty much knock down a wall. The bottles shattered as this beast laughed and growled.

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Why was it laughing, was it because this man was so laughably weak? No, the fact the man was a member of a race it needed, but that wasn't the real reason, this man he can feel it from him, he wants to save someone, for a noble reason. As It pasted a fence, he saw the man running off, of course the fence was locked, but the beast was touching it as it walked past, the fence started to turn black with red veins and mold into something, this beast still doing its laugh as it followed, the fence now warped into spikes laying there. This beast felt that this man needed power, to reach its goals, but also this man might get him something he needs as well. As the man feel to the ground, the beast at last was above him, it looked like it was ready to strike, as it's arm started to move towards the man, but instead, pats him, and bends over, its black fog, simply staring into the man, then with no noise, started to bend its fog into someone form. It started to change its size and mass to a smaller, almost child like form... In the end it looked like a child with purple hair,Sakura the only difference being the eyes, then it started to change once more into something else, it grew slightly taller, looking like a certain old man, with his eyes closed, and then back to the armored terror that was the beast, and then it started to stand up, and with another roar...

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This roar was strong enough to send the cars that where driving, flying into each other, shattering there glass, and knock people over just from this ally, the building shook and cracked till the roar stopped a few second's later. Then the beast knight looked at the man waiting for a answer. But what as his question? If the man was the right one, then it would understand without a second thought, if not, it can be killed easily like a worm. For now the beast stared its black fog making it seemed like they where two or three of him standing there. What shall fate send?

Thu Apr 12, 2012 11:19 pm

MATOU KARIYA|間桐雁夜

Kariya stared at the black beast. He knew it was over for him. No, it can't be. I still have something to fight for. Sakura...I...I will protect you! Then, the beast's arm shot towards his body. Kariya tried to stand up to avoid the black beast's arm. However, Kariya's limp kept him from standing up. He felt the beast's metallic hand rest upon his shoulder, slowly patting it. Kariya was shocked by the beast. Either he was the luckiest man alive or else this beast was tenderizing its meal.

However as Kariya felt the connection between his hoodie and the metal hand, he felt not hostility but almost a sense of assitance. Yes, Kariya felt this black beast which could easily snap his entire body in two wanted to help him. No, not really that. Kariya felt that it was offering assistance, but not necessarily wanting to help. The black beast's eye-like red line stared into Kariya's own two eyes. Yes, this thing had a mind, despite what Kariya originally thought. This thing was alive and it was something that could think.

The black smoke that surrounded the black beast was something Kariya didn't pay attention to when he first saw the beast. However, now he could clearly see it as the plumes fluttered in the moonlight. Kariya could see the black smoke beginning to form a shape. It was humanoid. Even though it was still just a black plume of smoke, Kariya could tell the shape. For the shape this thing took was a female Kariya knew so well. Her short hair was even adorned with the same ribbon he remembered. Her dress even fluttered in the wind.
"S-Saku...ra.."

Yes, that figure was none other than his adopted sister, Sakura Matou. She was still as beautiful as he last remembered her. A tear formed in his right eye, and another tried to form in his left, but it ended up only to be a small trickle of blood. Kariya remembered his last moments, but then shook it off. No, Kariya gritted his teeth and wiped away the tears. He didn't shrug it off, he manned up to his feelings.

The black smoke then lost its form and grew taller. Then, it took the form of the only man Kariya hated. Even before it fully took for, Kariya could tell it was his father, Zouken. That scheming, repulsive, attrocious old man. The half-blind man bit down on his teeth hard, a bit of blood coming from his gums. He reached out to scratch at the mimickry of Zouken. However, his hand simply phased through the smoke.

Kariya looked back up at the beast, who was now fully standing up. It let out a roar that shattered windows and blew in doors. Kariya heard it as a call to arms. Not for its comrades. No, it was a call for Kariya to take his revenge. Kariya stood up, his left arm hanging loose. Kariya's eyes were filled with passion. No, not passion as in lust. Kariya had passion for a cause, his cause. His cause...for saving Sakura. He stared into the eye of the beast, even past his helmet into the eyes which Kariya could not see.

"Beast of the night...I ask you for a favor...lend me some of your power. I am Kariya Matou, and I need your power, whatever it may be. So please, beast... LEND ME YOUR STRENGTH!"

Sun Apr 22, 2012 11:12 pm

Beresker|バーサーカー

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The lingering growl of his mad roar as the question was understood and this was its answer. The Skies above this mad beast started to clear to show forth the very star's of the heaven's. The ground started to glow with the growl as the answer was said. The beast armor gaining a blue flame around the joint's and lines of the armor till it was finally engulfed in his black fog and this blue flame. This beast lifted its head to look at the heaven's its arms out stretched as if in pain, no this wasn't pain it was only the start of the oath. Ye first... O silver... O iron... O stone of the foundation... O Archduke of the Contract...

The sound of thunder yet no rain was heard all around, like the sound of jets that have flown across the sky's. Five perfections for each repetition. The ground started to make the nearby trash can's. random objects burn into nothingness as if a void was eating at them, yet the beast and Kariya where immune to this effect, from the flames of the area lightning started to form and hit the beast with his black fog and blue flames all over his body. I make my oath here. This beast growls once more mixed with the sound of thunder shook the buildings forming cracks on the wall's. I am that person who is to become the virtue of all Heaven. I am that person who is covered with the evil of all Hades.

Yet, thou serves with thine eyes clouded in chaos. The beast tilted his head to look at the man before him arm's started to bend as if ready to grab him, in his hellish look. hou, bound in the cage of madness... I am he who commands those chains. And like that the buildings around them shattered into the place breaking apart and burning into nothing, screams and horror of those around running in fear from the site, then it happened once more a beam from the sky's that floats down around the two in the middle of this chaos. The beast has formed a contract and this was it completed, now all that was needed was the new master to call out it's true name before the beast.

This beast had it's memory's its experience it's mere legend shared with its new master. But they would appear has mere fog to the man for now, but the hint's are implanted in it's brain. The embodiment of the incident where this beast was forced to fight unarmed and proved his fighting prowess by claiming victory with an elm branch, was now shown to this man as a memory of this beast picking up a light pole and turning into a spear to slay many hollow's. The black fog materialized from the beast. was a tradition of winning fame and glory while disguising himself in a number of his endeavors, such as when he hid his name and disguised himself to enter a horse race for the sake of his friend's honor. This was shown as him turning himself into other's like before.

And before all was a sword, the counterpart of King Arthur's Excalibur. It bears a similar design to that of Excalibur, carved with Fairy Letters to show that it was not forged by mortal hands It is a limitless sword capable of receiving any attack without taking damage that shines much like the water of the Lake. It was given only to someone who could be exalted as the "perfect knight", the strongest, bravest and truest knight of an era, which signifies the unrivaled Lancelot out of all those who sat at the Round Table of Camelot.

Those memory's should be enough to unlock his real name to his new master, but what was also shared was his mere rage at one person. No one knows of why, this uncontrollable side of him is brought out into the open, but whenever she appears, she becomes the epicenter of his hatred. Though he is no longer "sane", he is not bereft of his martial prowess and the glory of battle shall not escape him. When he does speak it is only when the time comes to face his hate in battle, and let out all his rage at her. This person he holds his hate to is none other than his King Arturia. Now all is needed is to see what fate call's forth.

Mon Apr 30, 2012 8:41 pm

MATOU KARIYA|間桐雁夜

And it happened again. This beast's howl shattered walls, glass, and even people's resolves. The howl of a mad beast such as this creature's was nothing to laugh about; no, it was something to fear. But with someone with the willpower to protect, such as Kariya, they would not falter in this roar's echo. Nay, these people would stand in its shockwave, standing resolute.

Kariya's brain suddenly began to attune itself to a different sort of sound than the ears could comprehend. These sounds were like words, but on a different wavelength. It was as if saying that a microwave and a natural fire were the same thing. The ears only interpreted things caused by something from the outside, whereas this... this came from the inside. These sounds that formed comprehensible words were natural, imbedded into his brain or genetics.

"Silver and iron to the origin!Gem and the archduke of contracts to the cornerstone! The ancestor is my great master Schweinorg!"

The ground began to crack and crumble; a thin fog began to form. Kariya outstretched his right hand, supported by his limp, left hand, towards the black mass in front of him. His teeth clenched tight as he could feel the crest worms writhing beneath his skin.

"The alighted wind becomes a wall! The gates in the four directions close, coming from the crown, the three-forked road that leads to the kingdom circulate!

Fill! Fill! Fill! Fill! Fill!

Repeat every five times!

Simply, shatter once filled!"

Kariya, the master of these words, was only repeating, or rather transferring, the sounds from his mind. These words were not of Kariya's tongue, as they were in clear English. Kariya was only fluent in Japanese and coult not speak a word of another language. So this must have been something built into his mind, from before he was even conceived. The crest worms only became more agitated, eating more of Kariya as another line of this strange chant was muttered. Cracks appeared in his face, arms, all across his body as the worms simply ate and ate.

" ――――I announce.

Your self is under me, my fate(doom) is in your sword."

And then... the next two lines, sounded more distorted. These two lines were more metallic sounding, and they didn't sound like they came from the same source. They were almost like a wolf's barks turned into words.

" Yet, thou serves with thine eyes clouded in chaos...

Thou, bound in the cage of madness... I am he who command those chains!"

Those two lines, still in Kariya's voice, were definitely not in the same category, but still in the same incantation, as the other lines, both before and after. Then, he began to feel it. Three small, crimson dots appeared on the back of his right hand. One was near the wrist, the other two were on either side of the palette. The more he spoke, the more each dot expanded into a twisting, lightning bolt-shape.

" In accordance with the resort of the Holy Grail, if you abide by this feeling, this reason, then answer.

Here is my oath. I am the one who becomes all the good of the world of the dead, I am the one who lays out all the evil of the world of the dead.

You, seven heavens clad in three words of power, arrive from the ring of deterrence, O keeper of the balance-"

And thus... it happened. The final words. The last line. The shapes were finally completed, with all three bolts almost touching but were still too far away for them to meet. The buildings broke apart like a child's blocks. People screamed and ran away from the scene. Sirens wailed as firetrucks, manned by black-haired men, shot towards the scene of the explosion. Kariya then could see this man's history, but not to exact details. It was like watching pre-1920s movies, fuzzy, grainy, and silent. He saw his pain, his joy, his likes, his loves, his hatred, his depressions, his destruction, his madness. All were clear to him, except for there was no sound. The only words he heard, he repeated subconciously, without thinking, but still aloud...

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"You....LANCELOT DU LAC • THE BESERKER!"

And then, the contract's emblem, the symbols on Kariya's hand, glowed and were set into Kariya's bloodstream. Matou Kariya and the Knight of the Round Table's own Lancelot. A lowly, dying man of patheticism and a knight whose legend surpasses time; what an odd alliance. Kariya did not know what this meant, no, but he did know that this beas- no, Lancelot was on his side. Kariya also began to listen to the siren's wails getting closer.

"H-hey, Lancelot or do you prefer Berserker? Either way, we need to get out of here. We don't need to spill innocent blood, so you need to find a way out of here for us since I can hardly see now."

The sad part was, that was true. Kariya's remaining good eye was now half-closed, his forehead bleeding and the blood faling over that eye. Kariya's arms, face, arms, no his entire body simply was bleeding. The bleeding was nothing to the pain he was having inside of his body from the Crest Worms eating at his life force. However, Kariya could feel something else, something foreign pushing them back now. The only thing that changed... was this beast before him... could this beast help him stay alive long enough to save Sakura?

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