Blazen didn't respond, he probally should have looked at this being before attacking. "Yes...but seeing how you're made of mist one can't say if it really would now does it?" He inquired. He returned his hands to his pockets, not intimiated.

Blazen didn't respond for a moment. "I was lost and found my way here." He responded the second question but ignored the first.

Matt put his fists on his hips. "All right, whaddya need?"

"We want to see if the Core can give us information about the white demon," Mei-ling said.

"What, Re-Tuul?" Matt scratched the back of his neck. "Well...I guess I can try to see if I can pick up any info...haven't really tried it before, though, so it may take a bit."

"Oh, alright then," R.D. said, "Just don't kill us in the process."

Alasea giggled.

===At Xastra's Castle===

Ziatoch frowned as Donovan left. After a moment of thought, He entered the castle. He looked down at the stone floor, created a pool of darkness, and slowly sank into it as tendrils of shadow lazily whipped around before sinking into the floor. He reappeared in the throneroom, watchin the battle unfold. He masked His senses and remained undetected. He wanted to see how well Xastra fared.

Matt's eyes narrowed in irritation. "If I accidentally summon a bunch of book-bats I'll make sure they only chew you up slightly less, then."

He put his fingers to his temples, closed his eyes, and concentrated.

Slowly but surely, the knowledge came to Matt as he used the Omega Core to gather the information. The ugly truth about Re-Tuul came out.

The Khaglessi were a not a true race of demons: only nine of them had existed, and they had been created by humans from human tissue. But with the infusion of demonic blood and demonic energy, their bodies became twisted and powerful, granting them immense power, and were among the greatest monsters known until their destruction at the hands, literally, of R.D.

Re-Tuul was the sole survivor, and allied himself with Ziatoch. As a result, he was granted new power: manipulation of basic scientific elements, the ability to teleport and open portals by tearing holes through space and time, and an ability of advanced regeneration in such a way that he could not be killed in the mortal realm. Should he be defeated, he would have to be killed on a plane of existence that normally the dead traversed.

R.D. and Alasea waited patiently as Matt gathered the information. R.D. was both eager and anxious, he hoped he would find out the reason as to why he assaulted the Khaglessi in the first place, and destroyed all but one of them.

After a bit of processing, Matt opened his eyes, lowered his fingers. "All right, I'm back."

Hugo leaned his body foward. "What'd you get?"

"Well, it's like this..."

*****

"...and then there was some crap about bacon in there, I dunno why, but that's all I got," Matt finished.

"So, basically, we must bring the demon to a sort of netherworld where the dead reside, and slay him there," Mei-ling said, in more artful words than in Matt's explaination.

"Yeah." Matt crossed his fingers. "Fortunately, I'm well suited to bring us where we need to go...if I aim it right."

"I'm sorry, Matt, but killing us is not an option here," R.D. sweatdropped.

The amnesiac teen stood up and stretched. "So, who wants to go look for that Gateway?"

"I didn't mean KILL us," Matt snapped. "God."

"I'm aware of that, Matt," R.D. said, "But to be perfectly honest..."

He picked up the drawing of the car and held it up.

"I'm not entirely confident in your skills at creation at the moment."

"I'm doing a hell of a lot better than you are!"

"Both of you shut up," Hugo interrupted. "We need to go find that gate."

Matt spread his hands. "Whatever. But I ain't f***ing walking. I ain't goin' nowhere until I make us a car or something."

Without knowing what he was really doing, R.D. raised a hand up and siezed the Second Cipher energy and concentrated, and a lazy tendril of azure energy extended from his hand and wrapped around Matt, and was quickly absorbed into his body.

R.D. released the Second Cipher energy, wincing as pain blasted through his body for a moment. "Try using that," he said weakly, "It seems to be more stable than what the Omega Core uses."

"What the hell was that?" Matt exclaimed with a big gesture.

"Probably a bit of power from his Cipher," Hsien-Ko said.

Matt sighed. "I'm not sure it's the energy used. Creating things from nothing overall is difficult." He flicked his hand. "God only knows how many tries it's going to take me to make a car."

Before the group sat a car.

"Like I said, it's a very easy job," Matt said, not even skipping a beat.

Alasea looked over at R.D.

He looked rather smug.

"So, shall we go?" he said.

(OOC: YES! IT IS I, SIRIUS MORPH! Kekeke! BTW, how long until "Mirror-Me Release", huh? ;o)

Morph glared at Xastra-Maya. He absorbs elemental attacks, which are caused by kinetic energy used to move the forces of nature. And he's so fast I can't just hit him with physical attacks. He sighed. I wish I could use potential energy for my attacks, because I don't think he can absorb that. After all, elemental attacks use kinetic energy, which can be seen as the total opposite of potential energy. He looked at Xastra. But how...? He gritted his teeth. "Whatever the case, my hope shall not falter. As long as there is hope, I can prevail!" He shouted. He ran for Xastra, but instead of attacking, he ran past him, jumped up against a wall, and propelled himself into the air at another wall, and then another, and several times more, until he reached a high speed. Keep doing this until he's so confused he won't see my attack coming. He thought

Morph was swirling really fast already when he saw what Xastra did. He got higher into the throneroom, and further away, but not stopping his movement. Good thing I got a rubber-layered bodysuit. He thought, but he did this anyway to be sure. Be had calculated that if Xastra used as much power as a whole lightning cloud had inside of it, then as far as he was now, he would take on the force of one lightning bolt, which is easily survived, especially by him in a world like this.

(OOC: 200x100=20,000?! Liek, omagawd!)

Morph moved faster and faster and faster, building up kinetic energy, which might neutralise the blast for a little. His eyes yet searched for a safe place, which he found in the guise of the gate he had entered through. He smirked. He launched himself off a pillar again and through the gate. Before the Kuro-Raikou would strike, he shut it and jumped away from it, so if a blast came, he would not be helpless.

Ziatoch smirked slightly when He heard the greeting, but remained silent. He watched as Xastra used the Kuro-Raikou to counter Morph's attacks.

"I must admit, he's quite persistant."

"Oh, nice." Morph said, as the sphere shot into him. Quite a bit of it's power was absorbed by his rubber-layered armour, but he still took a bit of damage. "But that wasn't." He said. Deciding that it did not matter where he was, he entered the throne room again. "So, what's next, Ikeike-sensei?" He asked sarcastically.

"Simple." Morph replied, jumping upwards. "I'd fly." He said, as he hung from the cieling.

Morph let loose of the cieling, and simple hung levitating in the air. "This." He simply stated.