Gathering of the Unnatural [Council of Ancients Members]

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ooc; Apologizes for the eh quality of the post... and the length.

The unforgiving white lights had left the Wurm without rest, his macabre craters throbbing savagely as this sudden and unmistakable sensation surged through his stoic frame, forcing him awake. Dusan rose slowly from his gothic archaic bed frame, his familiarly lifeless irises blinded from each violent strike from the unpredictable gale. Dusan, even in his state of waking stepped elegantly towards the window pain displaying the chaos throwing its vicious crown outside his stylish mansion. His home separated by miles of woods from the rest of the Gentility populous, the Doctor was adamant about his privacy especially from the writhing hawks known as the wealthy in this blood thirsty neighborhood. Dusan was a man of isolation unless outside his quarters; this was his sanctuary.

Pulling back the silken curtain, the Wurm allowed the storm’s disarray swallow him, producing a haunting sense of satisfaction. It rivaled his hidden feast down below which confused him greatly. His nourishment beneath his towering mansion had been his most satisfying... but a whirlwind that produced such negative waves was unheard of to Dusan. In all his ages existing in this simple world, nothing came close to the chaos thundering in this irregular storm. This destruction was unlike anything he had encountered before, it was almost unnatural. He continued to feast upon the unknown pandemonium until his body reacted (on its own) sickeningly, causing his already still physique to tighten further. This alien reaction alone released an emotion of angered curiosity. The Wurm was in completle rage but equally entertained by this supernatural storm power.

An impossible small smirk perched itself across his icy visage, an incident which never before occurred (to his memory at least), seemingly affected by the corruption. This diseased grin disappeared in a flash as he pulled himself from the swirling mayhem of the unnatural thunderstorm, keeping himself from being eaten alive by this... particular evil.

Sauntering leisurely from his portal to the outside world he steadily approached his armoire and began to dress. He appeared in his signature custom tailored suit as well as his onyx gloves. At this point, placing the prisons on his hands was routine and also such physical abnormalities were rather distracting. Even in the presence of others like him, Dusan was detached enough from the rest...

Leaving his room he descended down his beautifully designed stairway, his long fingers tracing heavily onto the perfectly chiseled wood. He entered the dining hall and began his merry way to the kitchen, snatching a few pans to prepare. Although many outsiders would observe this as strange behavior, the Wurm suspected what would follow soon so he found it best to be prepared for the many guests that would need entertaining this night. As he did, his fingers encircled around a cell phone nestled beside him and began to scroll through the small contacts listed before stopping on a single name. He pressed the call button and listened to the phone ring...

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“‘Twas Brillig...” The ghostly tune of Cheshire’s lost home was completely deafened with every savage crash from the dancing sky above the strange creature; Cheshire was in her human form, skipping like a child in a carnival, fireworks and all. Her slender erotic physique was completely drenched head to toe however the feline took no heed as she phased through each tree that was in her way of enjoying this frenzied night. The Cat was still exhilarated from the chance encounter with Chess, another mad creature like herself. This Cheshire had lived in this sane world alone for such a ageless time, Cheshire had forgotten the feeling of madness. The happy woman spiraled in the center of her wooded domain, extravagant gold eyes piercing through the mad clouds blowing past her like knives. As her enormous cat irises gazed she captured a strange scent whisking through the vicious gales, something that caused an erratic sense of insecurity. The Cat immediately dissipated, skyrocketing to the treetops above her and clasping her long claws into the tree side.

Now in her fluffy (frizzled fur now) form, the purple cat shot her terrified eyes in every direction, as if smelling a predator in the midst. Normally such security were ignored however this was different somehow... and the Cat did not like it one bit. “The sky... it falls. Why does it fall? The breath smells of death yet clouded by nature’s beauty.” She rambled on in fright, irises darting continuously until her cat noggin removed itself from her body, which fizzled into nothing.

“Must appear. Disappear before the court. Shall it be off with its head or join us for tea?” Her head continued to hover within the blowing canopy before popping out of sight, heading for an planned direction.

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His mind was boggled, almost corrupted by the sinister monstrosities bellowing through him as he soared the storming skies, his overzealous hazel irises dashing left and right from the insanity throwing off his internal radar. There was something indeed approaching within this hellish storm however this Warrior Angel Adonis could not fathom where it would appear for it seemed almost everywhere but before his very eyes, which could barely pinpoint a single soul within the noise and rain. Sword clenched in hand, the valiant destroyer of evil crashed onto a nearby roof, feeling the sting of rain decorate his human visage, blinding him from observing the innocents attempting to retreat home. He was tempted to escort the pure innocents until he was pulled from his concentration as a thundering crash struck almost inches from the unknowing protector. Adonis tossed himself away just in time not to be singed by the aggressive attack.

“What evil is this?!” The Warrior had never graced his eyes upon what human’s called lightning before and the Warrior was not appeased by what he had seen from it. As he attempted to rise again, another loud crash followed by an intense flash struck a few feet from the Warrior who once again retreated, this time to the friendly skies he knew. However, nature’s defense didn’t seem to want to let up and it continued to barrage Adonis who dashed to escape from this threatening attempts on his life. “Such things should not happen... What is this...?!” He spoke, eyes squinting angrily as he torpedoed toward the only sanctuary he knew of. The odd Dusan, who had offered once his humble abode as a place of protection. Adonis was not familiar with the Earth world but this was unlike anything he had conceived before... and this overwhelming sense of evil was unmistakably supernatural.

Could this be it...? The evil the King of Kings was preparing me for. He muttered to himself prophetically, eyes overtaken by the hunger to destroy whatever evil approached, whatever villainy believed themselves to be higher than the Creator.

Adonis landed on an empty plot of land which surrounded the strange building Dusan had described as a mansion, whatever that was. It was as radiant as a house of God but it seemed to be only a place of self-delight. The Angel was apprehensive with the dark gentleman, for he was not one to look out for others. If this creature was not a part of this gathering Adonis was sure this man would meet the end of his blade for there was something sinister and evil, yet human about him. Complex as Dusan may be, Adonis approached the door and entered without a knock. Thankfully for him, it had been unlocked already.

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Why must evil come so late? The earnest PIDA agent flicked his blinker, entering deeper and deeper into the woodland surroundings of Gentility Estates. He drove past mansion after mansion, still beaming with electricity, something that had long since gone down at his housing. Although undeniably dangerous, this sudden storm would not have taken notice with Malcolm if a fellow hadn’t called him, however it was not the most welcoming of calls. Dr. Kadic was never a voice you wanted to hear on the other end of the phone, especially for a human like Malcolm. The agent would rather battle the hell’s of his old world than deal with an individual Dusan Kadic although Malcolm never allowed the Wurm the pleasure of knowing Malcolm internal emotions.

As he descended the lonely road, the agent shot a questionable glance upwards towards the darkening sky, swallowing all the joy that had been presented this evening. On his way out he had spotted on the television an approaching hurricane encroaching onto New Orlands although such things were not as rare as most believed. It confused the agent greatly by this storm rather unnatural speed of approach however the call from the Doctor sealed the deal that something was indeed wrong. Next thing Malcolm knew he was in his car driving towards the strange man’s lonely mansion a few streets outside the stylish Gentility Estates.

Outside the agent was stern-looking, almost just as stoic as the Wurm nestled inside his castle however buried deep beneath the wall was emotions which were running high. Such dangers recalled the memories of his own self-experienced hazards and if this death-trap was indeed something, Malcolm would be sure to try and stop it for he would not allow such a terrible fate befall this world, especially when his only family existed in this realm as well.

He pressed on the brake and exited his vehicle, emblazoned irises peering at the typhoon almost hovering over New Orlands, the view of such danger perfectly captured in view of Dusan’s front yard. Releasing a heavy breath, Malcolm approached meeting place of The Council.

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The storm raged. It had formed and approached land so quickly. It was strong in power. The weather channel barely had two days to warn the public of the danger they were facing. Many fled the city while others decided to ride the storm out. Many who fled were the wealthy but a fair few remained. They weren't in much danger of flooding or damage caused by the storm. Perhaps a few down trees but not anything serious. It was those within the city itself that would deal with the brute force of the storm. They would have to deal with the aftermath of the storm when it was all over.

In her large home Alessandra, the Brazilian nymph, lay sleeping in her bed being plagued by terrible nightmares. She had been having them more and more lately. Although known for her unforgiving temper and her acidic tongue Aless was still a guardian of the Earth. Her families ties to illegal activity didn't change the fact that they were called upon to protect humanity and nature when necessary. Tossing and turning she shot straight up as a loud clap of thunder echoed in the night sky. She ran her fingers through her hair as she laid back against the headboard.

What was going on? What was this sickening feeling that kept plaguing her. Something was out of balance within nature. Something was coming. Clearing her mind for a moment Aless reached over and grabbed the remote that was on her nightstand. She turned on the television and switched to one of the many international news channels. They were discussing the tsunami that rocked Vietnam, Laos, China, North and South Korea, and Japan. It was something unheard of. No one could have predicted the destruction that came from it. Aless wiped at a tear that rolled down her cheek.The earth was in trouble and it was nothing she could do about it.

Turning to another channel coverage over the eruption of Agua de Pau in Brazil. She cried out as images were displayed of her home. She couldn't believe this had taken place. She couldn't believe the volcano had erupted when many thought it was near extinct. Many believed it was caused by earthquakes deep under the earth. She couldn't take her eyes from the screen. Her emotions were all over the place. She stood shakily from the bed and crossed the room. At this moment she needed Vic more than ever but he was out on the road...touring....as always. Her phone vibrated and flashed alerting her of a message. It was from Dusan....He had called the council to meet at his home. Thank God they lived in the same neighborhood but his house was still a twenty minute drive for her. It was secluded and far away from all the other homes. It was not another home near his for miles.

Walking into her walk in closet she dressed and checked her appearance. She walked down the stairs and double checked to make sure the house was locked up completely. She looked over to her window and saw a pair of glowing red eyes. Becoming startled she jumped back. As quickly as they were there they were gone. Giving nerves as her reasoning for seeing things. She entered her garage and got into Vic's porsche and drove out of the garage as the door let up. Even though she wasn't going far and even being a supernatural it was still hard for her to see. The trees bent over dangerously with the ability to break in a moments time.

The storm was only growing worst it seems. Aless' stomach was in knots. It was becoming more and more apparent that something was off and there was no good coming from this sudden outbreak of natural disasters. As she drove into Dusan's gated driveway and park there was a sudden groan coming from the ground. Even over the hurricane above it could heard. Aless stood from her car and was suddenly knocked off her feet as the ground violently started to shake. An earthquake was taking place at that very moment. It lasted all of two minutes. Scrambling to her feet Alessandra turned into a dark mass of a smoke like substance. She entered Dusan's home this way turning back into her human shape once she was inside. She looked to everyone in the room and said, "Did you all just feel that?"

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Kurama was enjoying his new found freedom to it's fullest it had been millions of years since he had been free like this free to do what ever he wished to terrorize any being he wished but most of all most important to himself was that he wasn't totally free his body was still locked away with in the prison that his brethren the other eight tailed beasts had created for him, he despised this space. "when i get out of here i will create more than just natural disasters i'm going to consume this whole pitiful world." Swaying his tails in anger and frustration the giant fox had managed to throw the world into complete disarray and chaos and he loved it feeding on the chaos and havoc that was to ensue Kurama would be able to manipulate any being of supernatural descent, As he scoured the world through cracks in his already decaying prison he noticed a woman a beautiful yet she had a darkness around her that creates a gleeful look in his eyes as he watched her leave the house smiling as he revealed his large malevolent eyes to her showing that he was there.

Meanwhile elsewhere Kurama was enjoying playing the the other supernatural inhabitants of this world whispering words of lust and power into their minds with his sweet honeyed voice "You could have this world if you wanted you could have what you want anything you desire if you just let me out, Just think about it you could be the ruler no the emperor of this world and its pitiful mortal inhabitants." The more he toyed with this new world the more powerful he became as he caused volcanoes to erupt and the sky to darken and block all light creating an unnatural thunder storm the likes of which this pitiful weak world had not seen knowing that this was not the work of his brothers and sisters the fox became enraged at the thought of them breaking their promise the they made to him that they would free him once the worlds natural order had been corrected, In his blind rage the fox ashed out more and more creating tsunamis capable of destroying multiple countries and causing earthquakes with enough power and force to crush mountains.

"I will be free and when i am no power on this pitiful world you call earth will stop me from getting what i want!" Smiling to himself as he watched the woman get out of her ridiculous carriage the fox created yet another earth quake with one flick on his nine tails as he watched her enter the building he could only wait and see what would happen when he was finally freed.

OOC; sorry it's eh i had bit of a block while writing it

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Encircling the extravagant dining table were some present members of the unusual superhuman outfit, who were striving to pinpoint what exactly was transpiring on this fragile land. Settled at the far end of the table was a news broadcast, flashing violent recordings from all over the planet with innocents crying, praying for this merciless violence to end. Adonis and Malcolm sat emotionally disturbed by the brutality of these unnatural storms scattered across the planet; Dusan was by nature silent, his soulless irises’ glancing on occasion to the appetizing photographs flashing on the television. The Wurm was preparing a feast for his current and upcoming visitors, precise with every entree he produced. Visually, Dusan portrayed himself habitually calm however inside a battle waged as he struggled to ignore the hungry calls breathing down his rigid frame. Whatever force this was, it was not to be trifled with; as he glimpsed his guests enthralled by the mania displayed on the colorful portal a sense of doubt dripped from Dusan’s pride. Although this collection of warriors were indeed formidable Dusan considered the idea that this was possibly much more than they could manipulate. Especially one in particular...

Elsewhere in the dining room Adonis was gawking in utter shock, almost disgusted by how much ruthless bloodshed was emerging and the Warrior Angel was here, doing absolutely nothing. He peered around the room, spotting the human agent who seemed just as disturbed as himself. He took no heed to search for the bizarre feline for she was unseen but by character, around. “Such disgrace...” The angel growled placing his hand onto the pommel of his bold companion. The starvation of destroying evil was like a virus on his mind, overwhelming his thoughts. He turned toward Dusan, disturbed by the man’s calm demeanor. “What are you doing Wurm?!” He took no effort to hide his disgust of the disturbed individual continuing to cook as if the world was not on the brink of destruction. “Are you not bothered by the mayhem emerging, or are you more preoccupied by the riches you would earn on the poor souls of this land?!”

The human Malcolm placed a soothing hand onto the fiery angel, attempting to distill the hostility. “Adonis, calm please. Just wait until we are all together than we can talk about this more... throughly.” Although equally disturbed by Dusan’s haunting tranquility he knew the Wurm was just harsh in his actions (to put it lightly).

Dusan casted his eyes, as if looking upon a simple child rambling of things he did not understand which happened to be extremely legitimate. The soldier of The Creator may be ageless but was uncouth in the society of Earth as well as leadership. “Shall I serve some ice cream Adonis to cool the mood?” Dusan did not hide the sarcasm bubbling inside his sinister soul.

Before the Angel could respond, an overwhelming growl quivered beneath their feet causing every member to latch onto the nearest object hoping to save themselves from the vicious tremors of the planet. Cheshire, nestled in the rafters of the mansion found herself thrown from her perch and descended to the floor. However, with usual cat-like grace spun her elongated physique and placed her fuzzy paws onto the dining table, scurrying beneath the table, claws drawn. “The world is laughing at us!” She purred, tail swishing back and forth with the earth’s rhythm. The earthquake seemed never ending and Dusan latched onto the counter to keep himself steady, his craters gnawing onto the surface like a starving beasts.

Suddenly, the Wurm’s eyes were pulled to an exotic apparition presenting itself in his dining hall, instantly familiar with the primal beauty before him. “Yes dear Aless... glad you could join us.” As the tremor quieted, the Wurm returned to his peaceful cooking before muttered softly. “I’m sure you’re hungry my lady.”

The rest of the group shot a welcoming gaze to Aless, rising to their feet in gentlemanly unison. For the chaos had settled by they were all aware that this needed to be settled, and soon. “Greeting Aless.” Malcolm greeting, dipping his head kindly to her.

“May we begin?” Adonis quipped, mostly questioning the possessor of this mansion.

“Please everyone. Take a seat, we shall begin... quickly.”

occ; always falls apart at the end... so sorry... T.T

[Jude Bennett]

Ah, bloody hell. Jude couldn't believe the weather right now. It was absolutely mad. The hellhound had been sitting perched behind his bedroom window all night, just watching the elements rage before him. He felt uneasy, sitting there on his bed watching it all. There was a dark taint to this storm, an unexplainable edge that mixed in with the torrents of rain and explosions of thunder. Letting out a quiet yawn, the Brit rolled his neck a couple times, satisfied at the cracks and pops he obtained, and stood from his bed. He wore only a pair of boxers, but he had been planning on sleeping, not being kept awake by the monstrosity outside. Jude walked closer to the window, his eyes flashing as a bolt of lightning struck in front of him. This storm was wild, it had to be causing some intense damage. And if it hadn't been already, there surely had to be destruction on the way. Moving with ease through his dark bedroom, Jude went to his dresser and plucked his tv remote from the top of it before stepping backwards, coming upon his bed and sitting down on it again. The hellhound could see perfectly in darkness, and even if he couldn't, he knew his bedroom like the back of his hand. The young man pressed the power button on his remote, blinking as the tv suddenly bombarded him with bright light. His whole room flooded with a grayish-white glow as the screen warmed up completely and produced a blank, fuzzy image. No signal. Jude was surprised he even had power though, considering what was happening outsi-

Just at that moment the power cut, and once more he was enveloped in black. Jude shook his head, willing himself to not get worked up over such a little thing, and ran a hand through his hair. He was worried about Kat. Was she still at home? The hellhound was incredibly tempted to call his significant other. Just to make sure she was alright... Jude stretched his hand back and reached for his nightstand, his long fingers just touching his cell phone and managing to grab ahold of it on the edge of the wood. He tossed his controller down onto his bed and stood again, looking down to the dark screen of his phone as he prepared to call Katrina. He was stopped as he turned his phone on and saw a notification on the homescreen, and he blinked against the brightness again as he checked it. A message letting him know he had a missed call from Dusan, the strange man who acted as the head of the Council he was involved in. Sh*t, the Council! Jude hit his forehead with the palm of his hand and looked at the time at which he missed the call. A good hour ago. His volume had been off, for God knows what reason, and he had missed the call because of that. Moving quickly, Jude scrambled into his closet and slipped on a pair of dark jeans and a black t-shirt. He had no time to dress up unfortunately. In one minute flat, Jude was dressed and ready to go, already on his way out the door. He was going to hurry over to Dusan's and hope he didn't miss too much. Dammit, why didn't he have his volume on?! He had been staring out the window all night for crying out loud, he would have been able to respond immediately if he had just known!

A tremor ran through the ground just as his foot made contact with the pavement outside his door, and it made him lock up completely for a moment as it passed. It was light, but he could feel that there had been a good amount of force put behind it. It must've occurred a good distance away for it to have died down so. Speaking of good distances, Jude had almost an hour's drive to make it to the Wurm's house. He most certainly did not live in the higher quality houses that a few of the others seemed to have their little fingers wrapped around. Honestly though, thinking about it, he could make it to Dusan's faster by cutting through the woods in his hound form rather than driving there. The roads took him so out of his way. Luckily, when he shifted back and forth, his clothing somehow stayed intact, so he wouldn't have to worry about arriving upon them stark naked. With that random thought in mind, Jude allowed his frustration to leak a little as his eyes melted from green to gold and flames crept up his lean frame. In a matter of seconds a sickly thin, haunting image of a dog-like creature stood in his place, and Jude shot off toward Dusan's house, his thoughts only slightly muddled as he thought back to his objective. He was not in search of blood tonight. He was not, he was not, he was not... Repeating the thought to himself over and over in his head, he sped quickly through the shadows of the town and into the bleak forest, his streamlined body built exactly for this. For speed and precision.

The hound broke into the open expanse of Dusan's yard in half the time it would've taken him to drive there. A tingle traveled down his bony spine as he glanced around. Although it was in his nature to be evil, he had been working against that, and he now had a heightened awareness of the motives of those around him. The Wurm had always struck him as a little... Uncomfortable to be around. Positively drenched, the hound loped quickly to the front door and trotted the remainder of the ways once he was a few feet away. His hairs stood on end as he paused just outside the house. There was something sinister here, something that was neither him nor the Wurm. Feeling just that uneasy, Jude hurried to shake the rain off his coat before he transformed back into his human form, his eyes still golden as his instincts refused to calm down. His clothes were wet and wrinkled now, and his dark hair was in complete disarray, but he couldn't care less about that at the moment. The tall man glanced around himself once more before stepping inside, shutting the door securely behind him. He didn't bother to knock. The scents and voices that filled his senses didn't surprise him in the slightest. After all, it was he who was late, not the others. Stupid phone. Jude quickly walked to the room that was occupied by everyone, his strides lengthy as he still hurried. He hated being late. Stepping into everyone's view, the young man blushed slightly as he flashed them all a small grin filled with chagrin. "Sorry to be late," he murmured out quietly, moving further into the room and toward the back so he was out of mostly everyone's line of sight. He allowed his eyes to slip over to the tv screen quickly, a frown creasing his eyebrows as he just now took in everything that was going on. Turning back to look at Dusan, Jude slipped his hands into the damp pockets of his jeans and stood quietly, focusing heavily on the need to listen carefully. Having a lapse in control now probably wouldn't be the best thing.

{{Sorry I made you guys wait, I hope this is okay DX}}

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Alessandra turned as Jude entered the room. It seemed that majority of the members of the council were there. The others were probably off in the world battling the unknown force trying to restore some sense of balance to the world. Aless looked at the screen of the tv. She still couldn't believe what was taking place. It seemed all of the members were worried including Dusan who was known to be statuesque and unfeeling. While they all had their own personal opinions and relationships with humans they all agreed that it was in the best interest of the earth for them to form the Council.

The Council was to consist of two members from every known race including two earth humans without any special abilities. Mutants although most with the typical lifespan of humans didn't count because they were often times ostracized by non-mutant humans so they were a sub-human race like witches and wizards who had much longer lifespans. The other members were all supernatural beings. They all agreed that they would protect the Earth and the human race as they both served them in some form. Whatever the force behind all of the recent events that were happening seemed to feel otherwise.

Sighing, Alessandra moved to one of Dusan's large plush couches and sat down. Her brilliant green eyes and dark hair seemed to glow in the light of Dusan's living room. She looked to the men who were there. She couldn't help but let out a low chuckle. Who knew they would all be called together so quickly to fight some unknown force. Speaking up Aless said,"You all, as I made my way over here I saw something in one of my windows. I can't explain much...I only know that there were two large red eyes. It actually frightened me a bit. Whatever this is...I am sure is connected to the eyes. I think we are all in danger...Not just us but also the humans...Look how many have died already..." Alessandra gestured towards the television to validate her point. She tossed her hair over her shoulder. "Do any of you all have a clue of this? We have to do something and fast...the world could very well be near the end of its time..."

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Kurama couldn't keep his elation and excitement bottled up any more he was beyond excited it was like a cancer inside of him just eating him tearing him apart it was an immense feeling that he had never felt for millions of years smiling as he swayed his nine tails back and forth kurama relished in the destruction his release had caused the chaos and mayhem and panic it instilled in the hearts of the mortals he so despised the mortals he had been locked away from for so long truly was he all that bad surely the decimation of this pitiful world was nothing compared to the atrocities he had committed during his previous reign terror and malevolence.

"This world will be mine once again and nothing will stand in my way i will tear this world asunder non shall escape my wrath, Yet i feel a gathering of magical energies perhaps i should make myself known to these strangers always introduce yourself to ones enemies etiquette must be observed always." The fox could not hold back as he let out a gleeful roar into the increasingly growing storm as he vanished from the world once again leaving just a pair of glowing red eyes as he skulked about the grounds of the wurms abode before finding a small vent using it enter the manor navigating his way through the vents he eventually came upon the sight of a small gathering of beings seemingly watching he storm he had created through a magic portal of some sort.

Wanting to get a better look at his own handiwork Kurama allowed his Chakra to seep through the cracks in the vents revealing a large pair of blood red eyes high above the gathering he scoured the selection of what should be magical beings until he found her the woman he had been watching, The one who had a heart almost as black as his own mesmerized by the storm and the destruction it had caused he had hoped to wipe out a few million people but he couldn't help but crack a smile and laugh out loud as he watched country upon country fall to his storm. "Beautiful is it not my friends are you not awed by the beauty and magnificence of this most marvellous and relentless storm."

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With Jude’s approach, the other members graced him with a simple, gracious greeting before retreating to their proper seating arrangement. The Wurm was surrounded by delicious platters decorated with fine dining; he had finished preparing and before long he leisurely gathered a few of the delicacies into his gloved fingers his eyes glancing to each guest with his habitual lifeless gaze. A small coffee table was nestled in front of the Shadow Nymph which Dusan presented her meal gently, haunting suave smile and all. “Dearest Aless, for you.” He then trailed off to the rest who accepted without little argument. That is, except for Adonis. The Warrior was still infuriated by the Wurm’s lack of understanding this grave situation. He was attempting to ignore his blazon emotions but such carelessness for innocent lives he could not tolerate. When the Wurm presented his entree he did little to indicate his interest.

As Dusan approached the lone Hound drenched from head to toe he read Jude with curiosity. The crippled beast had always sparked interest in this observer. Why so adamant of being unlike this rest of his kind, what drove such foolish behavior. Approaching closer, Dusan presented the Hellhound with a meaty platter, another famous deceiving grin enveloping his creased visage. “Jude, if you wish I can gather some other attire so you do not find yourself chilled from the rain.” In the presence of those who knew of his true nature he did little to hide the overbearing sense of foreboding Dusan caused with the group. Although the Wurm did not fight he was domineering enough to be of equal ground with these defenders.

Cheshire nibbled and tore at the meat carcass on her plate however was drawn from her concentration as Aless addressed the crowd. With a shake of her fluffy face, The Cat responded. “Eyes of red which wish to stain the wold in blood. ‘Tis not a patient one we speak of.” Referring to the already massive casualties in this raging storm.

“This destruction is what I believe my Lord anticipated however I did not expect such losses on this massive a scale. I am unsure if it was nature betraying us or if this entity has overcome His power but I fear this is unlike anything I have ever witnessed. I was attacked before reaching here bby strikes pf lightning. At first I believed it to be unlucky chance, but these assaults followed me here.” The Warrior had participated in many battles against evil but the corruption which hung over New Orlands was noxious and powerful.

Malcolm also shook his head, not aware of this overbearing evil. “Whatever it is... it is definitely powerful.” As he spoke, this overwhelming sense of chaotic maniac tore through him like a sword and before his eyes a cloud hovered in front of them, presenting two large eyes which seemed to swallow the room. The human could only stare in awe as this entity towered over them all, there surroundings enveloped by a strange power Malcolm could not pinpoint. Whatever it was, it was not to be trifled with. The purple feline stared at Kurama, golden irises mesmerized by the creatures own. “Be wary the fox.” She rambled, claws drawing from within the fluff of her paws and fangs drawn with a sinister smirk. Adonis withdrew his blade from his side, aiming it at this opponent as he spoke. “You are wrong beast. I, Adonis Vaas, Warior of Creator and Angel of justice upon this realm shall not allow it.”

Dusan, meanwhile stared lifelessly at Kurama. Beneath the stoic facade was a crazed Wurm overwhelmed by the negativity radiating from this monster. It was almost too much for him to bare. The Doctor stood with his natural stillness however a small bead of sweat trickled from his brow as he attempted to pull his veracious appetite away from this creature. Raising his hands slowly he felt every crack in his bones, trying to distract himself. Dusan continued his excellent charade, “I’m afraid I have to disagree with your unfashionable definition of extravagance. Although I must confess your abilities are overwhelming, I cannot agree with destroying the pawns I so desperately need.” This was Dusan’s attempt to sound heartfelt. With a slow breath and a grin of political prowess, he continued. “And, who may I ask, addresses this Council?”

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"My name is steeped in legend and horror stories alike I am the one that even this angel's all powerful creator could not destroy, I and my brethren ruled this world until they betrayed me, but enough you may know me as many who have lived long enough will know me as the Nine Tailed Fox." Kurama smiled vanishing from sight and reappearing behind the man who had spoken to him placing a spectral yet very much real paw upon his shoulder breathing in the male’s wicked aura as it danced upon his skin he leaned in closer his blood red eyes just inches away from the dark and deliciously malevolent being, it made Kurama sing to himself.

Slowly circling the entire room Kurama took in the scent and aura of everyone he passed he snarled angrily as he passed by the angel detesting the angels aura it smelled and tasted as Dusan’s did but it had an underlying flavour of holy and pure energy it made Kurama sick that evil was wasted upon such a repulsive being, Eventually shaking his head clear the fox drifted back to his position above the gathering of beings he spoke softly but audibly “I know not what some of you are but I do know of the hell hound the cat and you wurm but might I ask why you did not enlist the help of the dragon’s, No wait of course you attempted to enlist the dragons but allow me to guess they refused what was the excuse this time ‘It’s not our fight we won’t interfere.’ They are truly arrogant but steadfast and consistent.”

The fox let loose a merciless laugh as his tails appeared behind his smoke like body bidding each of them farewell except for Adonis. The stench and insult that the angel had wrought upon the world was nothing to be forgiven as he made a silent vow to kill the angel even if it cost him eternity in that accursed prison once more, The fox disappeared leaving the gathering once again as he had found them alone.

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    The raging storm had taken Scarecrow by surprise. He didn't quite know why, but the strange storm had him nervous and worried. It seemed that something foul was causing it. He wasn't quite too sure if he was suppose to be in this house with all these other creatures. He really wasn't on the same level nor near it with a great deal of them.

    No one had noticed him due to him hiding in the shadows of the room as people entered it. He had his hat pulled them to where it would hide his yellow eyes. In this form his eyes wouldn't have given him away but in his other form, it would have. Besides, he was used to keeping his hat pulled so far down due to the time period he was created in.

    He was starting to lose himself to thought when a voice suddenly came into his head. Making whispers of power and all. Shaking his head, he tried to ignore the words being said in his head and pay more attention to what was going on despite being hidden. He didn't want power nor anything else really. He was fine where he was at and he was going to stay that way.

    Course, when the fox appeared in the room. The malice around that beast was stronger than anything here to what Scarecrow could tell. He hid himself further into the shadow, as far back as he could in his human form. Hopefully, the beast wouldn't see him there. And once the fox left, Scarecrow slowly came out of the shadows, placing his hands on the side rims of the hat, and grabbing hold of it.

    "I'm sure I'm not the only one to think this but.....doesn't anyone else get the feeling he's causing this?" Scarecrow said as he lifted his hat up to reveal his face and he also pointed with a thin boney finger to the storm outside.

    Scarecrow then realized he just made a mistake. Now they would know he was here. Well, two things could happen. Some of them could be taken by surprise or scared by his sudden entrance into the room. Or, they could all attack him at once and that be the end of him. Oh well, his yellow gaze remained staring at all of them to see what would happen.

ooc: Sorry if it's a bit confusing. I was just trying to but all the events into my post and how my character would react to them.)

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Aless stared at her food and barely touched it. She was stressed and could barely eat. She wanted to know who this entity was and what they wanted. Why would they come and attack their world? Aless wasn't known for being a peaceful person herself she never had the desire to destroy the world and human population. She couldn't believe this thing was trying to rip the world apart at the seams. Aless looked to the cat who spoke to her. She barely paid attention to anyone as her attention kept retuning to the television and the news broadcast.

Aless watched as all the other members seemed to take positions ready to battle. She was surprised that the voice of the eyes came into the room and started speaking. She watched as the handsome angel started to become worked up and long winded. She had to roll her eyes a bit at his speech. If he were to lead them into battle they would already be dead because he spoke too long. Aless chuckled as she listened to the beast who was full of himself. She didn't like individuals like him. He was a bit TOO confident. The only person in the room that was not an immortal was the human. He truly wasn't a threat to any of them. Aless was not phased. Her only concern was the world that stood on the brink of destruction.

Alessandra's piercing green eyes cut to the new addition in the room. Not ever being one to hold her tongue for many situations Aless said in her thick Brazilian accent, "Great who is THIS person...What is with everyone coming out now?" She listened to the stranger before going into complete attack or ignore mode and said to their question, "Well I think we are all sure now that he is the cause of this...He is too confident. He talks too much. I guess he wants to show us his strength because he is so powerful but his siblings locked him away and it took him this long to get out. Oh he is sooooo powerful...."

Looking in the direction of Dusan and Kuruma said, "I say stop feeding into him. Everyone and everything gets tired. Let him tire himself out. Why waste our time. We all stay here for the moment and make necessary plans of action now that we know WHAT it is...We need a witch or wizard...Someone that knows the legends of years past. We need to know what it takes to defeat him if it comes to this...I hope everyone is ready for a long battle because this is not going to finish over night. As much as I would like to say he isn't powerful...he is..."

[Jude Bennett]

A small sigh escaped the man's mouth as Dusan approached him with a dish adorned with meats. Jude normally wasn't one to turn down such a thing as free, delicious food, but right now his stomach was demanding that he eat nothing. Not even his taste buds were up for the meal offered to him, and Jude shook his head in refusal as his lack of a late-night appetite steered him away from the food. "That is plenty alright," he replied, his eyebrows pushing together slightly as he looked at Dusan. The Wurm certainly was a strange one, and Jude often times found himself questioning how the man even managed to hold his ranking in this council. He had to have his slip ups. Yet again, so did he himself. Jude rolled his shoulders and glanced down to his wet clothing as Dusan walked away. He coursed heat through his veins, his clothes steaming slightly for a moment as he heated his flesh. Not a moment later and he was practically completely dry, and the young man lifted his gaze back upward, shaking a hand through his short hair before locking his eyes on the fox that was appearing before him. Jude froze, then slowly, he lowered his hand back down and slipped it into his pocket, his other hand doing the same on the opposite side. The rage and darkness that radiated from the canine-like creature was enough to make the man's blood run cold. This creature had no control over himself.

Staying quiet for the time being, Jude simply watched and listened as the others reacted to the fox's presence. The hairs on the back of his neck stood straight and his spine tingled as he felt as if there was yet another presence in the room. His senses were going on overload and he had to close his eyes fora second to maintain his sense of calm. The fox spoke with arrogance, and Jude clenched his hands in his pockets as he opened his eyes back up. Such behavior drove the hellhound up a wall more often than not nowadays. He kept his gaze trained on the imposing newcomer as he listened. So full of himself this being was. Jude used to be just like him. He was a changed creature now, though. He had made such grand mistakes that had struck him so sharply on the face. He was a dog that had been beaten into submission, and by none other than himself. Jude held a rigid position as the fox finally left. His golden eyes skirted around the room, refusing to cool down to their usual olive green as they bounced from one person's face to the next. Pausing them on the strange man in the corner, Jude came to the realization that it was he who was the additional presence he had sensed earlier, and he furrowed his brow as his eyes flicked to the window then back to the stranger. Who was this man?

Resisting the urge to sigh as Aless spoke up, the dark-haired Brit turned his gaze to the Brazilian beauty, and his eyes held no emotion as he listened to her ideas. She was right about a few things, but some of her words were just as foolish as the fox's. Ragging on the enemy would do no good, would get them nowhere. As she continued to speak, Jude allowed his opposition toward her previous words slip away, and he drew in a deep breath before speaking. He knew Alessandra had not been speaking to him, but he didn't care. He was just as much a member as everyone else. The council wasn't ranked like his past packs had been. Not entirely, at least. "We do need somebody who has knowledge on the matter at hand," he said, he eyes shifting from Aless to the rest of the group, "but we also mustn't sit around and do nothing. We have all seen the destruction already caused. This creature is not afraid to do whatever he needs to get what he wants. Therefore, we must do something, and not just leave it to the hands of God," his eyes flashed to Adonis for a second as he tried his best to keep the malice out of his voice, "or a wizard or witch. We must play our own roles in helping to resolve this issue." Jude paused for a moment, and sliced his gaze back to Aless. "And we would be wasting our time letting him 'tire himself out' rather than acting. By the time he finishes, we will have nothing left to put our time into." The tall man went quiet and looked back around from one person to the next. Maybe he wasn't entirely right but he was voicing his own opinions. This was what he was here for anyways. To throw in his own input and swap ideas with the others.

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The Wurm stood firm as the foreboding beast encroached upon his own sinister aura, feeling his natural stoic control waver as Kurama’s overbearing energy catered Dusan like an addictive drug. As the massive vulpine of destruction swirled about him like a suffocating haze, the intense pressure of the creature’s paw surged through him; fortunately the Wurm had prepared for the psychological assault and stood cold as the fox’s immense energy seeped into his pours, his cratered palms suckling from the evil presence like starving babes. Dusan felt the Nine-Tailed Fox draw closer, almost swallowing the Wurm whole before drawing back in disgust from an unnatural atmosphere wafting through out the mansion; Kurama released Dusan who cautiously trailed from the violent menace, exhausted from the overbearing emotions reverberating from this conduit of negative energy. Again, it was unlike anything he had experienced in his endless existence; this thought alone fascinated however equally troubled him for the survival of this realm. As usual the Shadow Nymph snapped her viper tongue with her own over confidence enveloping the room. I believe it will take more than pointing out personality flaws to defeat this creature. He whispered to himself, unimpressed by the Brazilian beauty’s method of intimidation. Flaws everywhere... He continued, a slight shake of his head escaping in the fray.

Even surrounded by pandemonium The Cat seemed bemused by the shadowed stranger, stupendous golden irises contemplating the out of the ordinary mystery leaning casually within the artistic mansion. Cheshire evaporated from the center of the insanity and began to flutter downward like a detached autumn leaf onto the curious individual’s head, nuzzling within the folds of Scarecrow’s hat. Drawing her claws, she began to knead her current position anxious before bundling into a large ball a top the bewitched object. “Caw. Caw. Cozy little head.” She whispered in the chaos soothingly.

Meanwhile Adonis, unaware of the creature’s secret vendetta, seethed from the creature’s arrogant speech, openly mocking The King of King’s abilities. “You may have perceived it as an inability to defeat you however The Creator does everything for a reason. Perhaps He believed your demise through your wiser siblings would put you in your place better.” The harsh words stung the fox’s haze encircling them like a poison, the Angel standing strong for his beliefs. The Angel had plenty more to emit however the enormous vapor faded from their sight, leaving boiling emotions unused. “Such presumptuous accusations.”

Malcolm, who had been utterly speechless since the monster’s sudden arrival pulled himself from silence as the other members began to converse amongst themselves already attempting to decide on how to deal with this obviously overwhelming threat. Images of his home warped his senses, the massacre that had ensued was unforgettable. During the mindless bickering the human realized how useless he was in this fight. Although the Wurm was obviously unqualified for battle the queer psychologist had his own cards to play along with the rest of them. However, he did not allow such trifle and childish thoughts to impact his performance in this administration; he was a member nonetheless. “Whatever is decided, I will be sure to put as much between Kurama as I can to buy us whatever time we require.” He included, referring to the PIDA mass numbers and swore fealty to protect this world from the likes of those who meant to harm the humans. As he poised for a response, the human turned to Jude cautiously, an awkward silence brewing between them as he openly pointed out the fiery Angel. Oh boy, here we go.

Adonis pinned his rage onto the single individual left in the room who apparently thought it right to insult Him. “Heed your words carefully, beast of hellfire. You are greatly blessed I have not slaughtered you for not just your impudence, but what evil blood seeps within the vile seams of your soulless form. You may appear managed but when the time comes, when no longer can you control that insatiable hunger to kill the innocent: I will be there to send you with many others of you kin I have killed for God.” Adonis’ rancid tone attempted to peel every layer from the composed Hellhound. The Warrior was surrounded by depraved individuals... and this band attempts to call themselves protectors of this realm. Foolishness. Absolute foolishness. “Either decision you make, I shall not stand idle while this blameless world is shattered because of your indecisiveness to act.” Drawing his blade, Adonis immediately allowed his telekinetic abilities to carry him from this wretched building, skyrocketing to the bustling storm brewing with a judgement heavy in his thoughts, discarding his fellow Council members.

“I second Jude’s notion.” A haunting utterance trespassed their circle, Dusan who had composed himself during the skirmish turned to the Hellhound, lifeless eyes portraying a bizarre cynicism. “This beast will not tire until we are all devastated, I am certain.” A gnawing sensation plagued the Wurm, withdraws of immense energy caused the forbearing Wurm to roll his fingers irritably from his loss of supremacy over his emotions. “Whatever is decided, I shall follow.” Dusan would take the passenger’s seat this time for he was too exhausted to care at this point.

“Continue, I must make a call.” Before leaving his house he had conversed with his daughter in Europe, begging whatever higher power that she remained unharmed. It had been too long since checking in so he did so himself. He stepped from the inner circle and began to whisper in the corner, questioning his child of all the precautions they had planned if such a devastating attack ever transpired.

Dusan turned to Scarecrow. “So, who has entered my domain uninvited?” His tone was a blend of habitual hospitality an ominous malevolence. The Cat was still perched on top of the man's noggin, purring softly.

ooc; I am extremely sorry for this post... bleh.

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    "Ignoring things aren't always....best...." Scarecrow said when he listened to Alessandra's suggestion.

    Well, he was thankfully that he hadn't been killed. Normally people would've been startled or would've thrown something at him. It was a surprise to him though that the strange cat decided to use his head as a sleeping place for a moment. Listening to the cat's words, he was a tad bit sidetracked.

    "Um...thanks.." Scarecrow said to Cheshire unsure.

    His attention was snapped back to all the talking. He went silent as they all talked, not sure on what to say or do. Hearing Dusan, Scarecrow's gaze went to him as he cringed a bit back. He heard more malice than anything in the man's voice.

    "I'm Scarecrow." he answered. "I...I...I was told to come here."

    He wasn't lying. True, he had entered this place without anyone seeing him, and no doubt they would question him. He remembered being told by Talzia to come here. Granted, she had used telepathy on him to tell him to come here. He came in the hopes of finally seeing here again but just like every other time she had spoken to him, she wouldn't be where she told him to go. Yes, he had a choice in coming here but he wanted to. He didn't expect any of this.