"Come on, I know there's way over you, dammit," R.D. said irritatedly, the wall seeming to mock him.

There was a strange growth on the walls in several places, but do to the alien nature of the landscape, it could've been decoration for all he knew. After several moments, R.D. walked over to one of the walls, looking up at them nervously in case of guards. When he got next to the wall, his suspicions were confirmed.

Vines, he thought, grinning. He tugged on one of them. It barely moved. Perfect.

"Hey guys!" he shouted, "We can climb this wall!"

Edited by RisingDragon on January 7, 2007 at 22:09:59.

Meta eyed the land around her carefully before answering Shujou's question. "It would go so much easier and more quickly if we had someone who could sense great power, or good and evil auras or something." She whispered softly, not addressing someone in particular, moreso herself.
She turned towards Shujou. "I think it is best to spread out as much as we can. I take it any and all of the Za-Fuzen here know how to teleport, that will make it all the easier. I would like you, my dear Shujou, to go back to your kingdom to find more of your Za-Fuzen soldiers who could help in our search, so we can cover more ground in less time. Meanwhile, I and the rest here will search for any place where great battles have raged, for it is likely that they have been the result of those whom we seek encountering the Seven's minions."

Meta raised an unfemininely rough eyebrow at Shujou's reply. "I meant for all the Za-Fuzen to search just here, but moreso all around the globe, commanded by a group of those you see most fit for such a task." She explained.

Edited by Morphman on January 9, 2007 at 8:20:56.

Blazen had a feeling the attack would not finish off the ugly excuse of a woman. Though Blazen would not interfere if it didn't. Blazen watched in amazment as he began to attack. Though ebcause of this he lost feeling of his surroundings.

Blazen was then hit in the back from behind by a tackleing demon. Blazen fell forward, but caught himself by his hands. He then jackass kicked the demon in the head with both feet. The demon flew back into another bunch of them. Blazen aimed a hand to the ground and fired another spew of fire, incinerateing them. After that pesky demon was done for, Blazen turned his attention back to the attack.

Kalmar roared again as his fiery shortwords pierced the thick hide of the demon's torso. The flames flollowing him flew past him, consuming the demon. Kalmar quickly withdrew his blades, sending them in a volley of quick strikes at the demon's head, arms, and torso.

The demon grabbed Kalmar unexpectedly, applying unearthly pressure on the man. He cried out in pain as the gigantic hand's claws dug into various parts of his body. Suddenly, the man lit on fire, the corrupted reddish-black flames singing the demon's flesh as the flames grew.

The demon let go with a yelp, stepping backwards as Kalmar landed, panting for breath. He quickly gathered energy into his disfigured arm, firing off a very powerful blackish-purple energy beam at the demon's chest.

The creature fell forward as the attack blew a hole in it's chest, Kalmar quickly leaping backwards to avoid being crushed. The demon horde surrounding Blazen and the Demon Hunter stopped their assualt, slowly deteriorating as though they were dust.

Kalmar looked around, glancing at the destruction wrought on Italy by the horde and his companion. He slowly walked over to his friend, still glancing around in case any demons remained. The gigantic body of the demon-woman was still laying face-down, a pool of black blood forming around it.

"Blazen," Kalmar spoke tiredly, fatigue showing in his voice from the battle with the demons and the woman, "I saw we leave, before something else decides to drop by and say hello."

Kalmar chuckled quietly before glancing around again. The body of the demon was gone, the black pool of blood still staining the ground. He looked around again, but saw nothing.

Thank you, sudden convienence. "Well, all right!" Matt said, turning toward the others. "Let's do it."

"Hey, dumbass!" Hugo snapped. "How the hell am I supposed to climb? I don't got any hands!"

"Couldn't you...like...grab onto it with your telekinesis or something?"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"You know..." Matt tried to explain with his hands. "What you use to hold your pickaxe."

"That's COMPLETELY DIFFERENT!"

"Oh, like I know how super-complicated robots from the future work!"

"Let's just pull Hugo up with us," Helena said. "We should hurry."

R.D. and Alasea soon began their climb, making their way to the top. R.D. was quickly growing irritated with the limited sight his "crown" was giving him, having misgivings about not being able to see when scaling a castle wall.

Meanwhile, Matt lifted Hugo onto his head. "Time to play the balance game..."

"You'd better not drop me!" the Mettaur snapped.

"Oh, no, that'd be terrible," the Toad muttered under his breath, and began his ascent, going up a bit before Helena started to climb as well.

After a few minutes. R.D. made it to the top. He cringed as another explosion hit, but quickly looked around in case of guards. He didn't see any, so he quickly helped Alasea up, and when Matt and Hugo arrived, he removed the Mettaur from his head and set him on the ground, then helped Matt and Helena around.

"Where to next, O fearless leader?" Alasea asked Matt lightly, trying to keep everyone's spirits up.

If only they had remembered the guards on duty. Standing near the large double doors, they easily saw the group climb over. One pointed his spear at them and shouted, "Hey, you!"

"Fuzz it, the CHEESE!" Matt shouted, and promptly took off running.

"Wait up, asshole!" Hugo snapped, only to be scooped up by Helena as she followed Matt.

Meta rolled her eyes. "Perhaps you misheard me. I said that the other Za-Fuzen could search all around the world, that means outside of Africa. Besides, it doesn't matter if we attract attention from the Seven, as long as the goody goodies don't find out we're the baddy baddies, then everything will be fine. Besides, if we get into a fight with any lightning hawks, the goody goodies are more likely to find us, and we won't even have to play out our little theatre."

"And off we go," R.D. muttered as he and Alasea took off running. R.D. reached back and grabbed Alasea by the hand to make sure she didn't fall behind as they followed Matt.

As they ran, they only attracted the attention of more guards on duty, who promptly joined the chase.

"Matt, this is your STUPIDEST IDEA EVER!" Hugo snapped, jostling back and forth in Helena's grip.

Matt panted as he ran full force in his inadequate body. "In retrospect I also conclude that this was a bad idea!"

"What're we going to do?" Helena asked.

Matt's eye drifted upwards, to a high window. "I got an idea! Everyone STOP!"

Despite not wanting to, R.D. and Alasea stopped.

"Don't tell me you've got another bad idea," R.D. said, panting from exertion. This body of his moved like crap.

Edited by RisingDragon on June 20, 2007 at 15:23:53.

"Why, yes, I do!" Matt cheerfully answered.

Now the mass of guards were catching up to them. "Halt!" one of them barked, leading forth the others with his spear.

Matt saluted at them with a smirk. "Sorry, kids. We got things to do." He drew back his fist. Come on, Omega Core, gimme a hand here...!

With a powerful smack, he punched the ground.

Both sides paused to see the results of Matt's great action.

"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOWWWWWWWW!"

The Toad hopped around, holding his fist. "DAMN, THAT HURTS!"

. . .

"YOU IDIOT!" Hugo shouted. "What the HELL makes you think that's gonna do any good?!"

It was at that moment the ground rippled like water, and a sudden force shot up from underneath the group, propelling them toward the sky.

Edited by The Helldragon on January 9, 2007 at 20:03:50.

Edited by The Helldragon on January 9, 2007 at 20:04:06.

Edited by The Helldragon on January 9, 2007 at 20:04:31.

Alasea was screaming as she was ejected into the sky, but R.D. was thoroughly annoyed.

"Just how do we survive when we start to fall, genius!?" R.D. yelled at Matt.

Matt folded his arms even as they were soaring through the air. "You know, I didn't think about that."

"I HATE YOU SO MUCH!" Hugo screamed, as he smashed through the window.

"NOW we're even for the go-kart thing!" Matt shouted back he followed suit through the broken path. He threw out a hand at the floor below, trying to create a cushion.

All of the others went through the window with Hugo, and R.D. and Alasea impacted hard on the floor.

The amnesiac teen laid there for a while, staring up at the cieling. After a moment, he finally spoke.

"All in favor of throwing Matt out the window?"

"Oh, fuck off," Matt groaned, lifting himself up. "At least I softened the blow."

They got up, and exmained their surroundings. It was very green-the walls darker than the tiled floor but all green, save for spots of gold as adornment.

"Well now...where to go?" Matt wondered, helping up Helena.

"Softened the blow? If you didn't notice, you and Helena were the only ones who landed on the damn cushion," R.D. growled, rubbing his back as he helped himself and Alasea up. He picked up his makeshift weapon and looked around. "How about we start with the throneroom and find out who's in charge?" he said after a moment of thinking.

"Were your bones broken? No? Then yay me." Matt wiggled the fingers on his right hand in preparation. "Anyway, throne room sounds good."

"But Matt," Helena protested, "you and R.D. can't fight in those bodies. What if something happens?"

Matt smirked. "Worry not...for I sense a dramatic plot twist on the horizon."

"I still hate you," Hugo muttered.

Matt smiled and nodded. "I know."

"See if you can do a Core Search to find our way around here," R.D. said to Matt, "And then we can find this 'plot twist' of your's."

Meta smirked a little as the Za-Fuzen spread out. "This is going to be fun!" She cried out joyfully.

"I think you have a strange view on the concept of 'fun'." Gilgamesh said.

"Oh, shut up you. You've been imprisoned for a long time, what do you know about fun?!" Meta replied. Gilgamesh merely bowed his head towards her as an answer.

Meta looked over the lands once more with a stern look on her face. "Once we find these light warriors we must act immediately and play out our little play." Within a second, she had lashed out with her hand and left a gash in her armour, exposing cloth and flesh below. She struck the rest of her body a few more times, legs, arms and face, to leave wounds and spatters of blood on herself, to make it look more real.

So Matt did. He squinted his little eyes and furrowed his little brow, concentrating and concentrating. His reward was:

Ryu does NOT say "The pipes are broken" when performing his trademark Hurricane Kick.

"...eh, we can find it," Matt said.

"Didn't work," R.D. sighed. "Well, lead the way, O fearless leader. Just try not to jettison us through the roof this time."

"It's not like I LIKE doing that," Matt explained, as they began to venture down the hall. "But it was totally-"

They turned a corner and saw the heaps of bruised and beaten guards before them, laying down the hall in a ragged pattern.

"Ah, crap," Matt muttered.

"They're all alive," Hugo said, having performed a quick check for life signs. "They just got their asses kicked."

Helena sighed with relief. "At least they're alive." She glanced down the hallway. "Maybe we can follow the trail to the throne room."