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Post by Omnipotent on Nov 15, 2007 17:45:34 GMT -5
Season Finale The Battle of Survival In The CemetaryIt was a night filled with mystery, the night when it was known for the unknown to rise, and for things to go forth that would normally wouldnt. When people themselves would change, and become something for fitting, removing the persona they play, and become a true character. This was that night. The Night when all of Magic's Mysteries, may be revealed, and fought for.
The cloud was darkened by nimbus clouds that were thick around the full moon that was plagued by darkened spots that bombarded it years before. The air was thick and dull, moist with the morning's heat that was rising into the atmosphere. The stench of an open burial hole gave the cemetary the scent of dead, the usual reek that would circumference the cemetary when another dead mortal would be laid to the grave, never to return. The cries of crows passing by, some stopping in a tree that stood centered in the cemetary, rippled through the thick air.
The cemetary was untapt tonight, all of dead rested, and waited for the night's mystery to unveil itself.
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Post by Aiden Black-Density on Nov 15, 2007 19:39:58 GMT -5
Aiden walked through the gates of the cemetary, his Avalonian robes on, black with gold stripes down the side, and his head covered by the cap that came along with the robe. His walk was bright and confidant as he moved briskly along the pavement of the cemetary, his usual stay atop the tree was eminent, and Aiden usually did it to relax himself.
However, for some reason, tonight seemed different, seemed strange, like something was mixed in the airs of purity. Aiden brushed the feeling off as him being in the cemetary, but little that he knew, it was his inner whitelighter speaking, telling him that tonight was not a good night.
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Post by phoenixhalliwell on Nov 15, 2007 22:14:56 GMT -5
Phoenix looked at the scene that was now around her something was not right. She had sensed that something great was coming a great Evil. The nightmares that she had been getting the last few days meant that her powers were growing. Roaming into the graveyard she wore a plain black dress with a long flowing cape. Swords were by her side should she need her weapons for what was going to happen on this night. Powers that were needed now more then ever she hide behind a tree to await was to come. Children were at home with Raven who was already becoming a second mother to him.
Darkness illuminated the area she let her element come over her eyes now dark because of it she felt through the darkness for the someone who was coming.
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Post by bestmann on Nov 15, 2007 22:35:42 GMT -5
Teresa had sneaked out of the house to come to the cemetary, as she would normally do, when she was given a direct order from the Source. Marco would always get mad when she had to do some absurd duty for him, and so many times she had to do it when he was ignorant. Teresa was wearing very dark makeup, her hair dark and curly and her eyes black as her black tight suit sticked to her skin. Her heels were high and complimented her black suit as she walked into the cemetary.
The gate croaked as she opened it and she could see someone in the distance as she notice illumined eyes nearby. Teresa smiled, her hand now at her waist as she prepared to make the kill. She walked more closely, just to get a better view before making a move.
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Post by miko on Nov 15, 2007 22:40:26 GMT -5
Kumika was in the Halliwell Manor when the pages began to flip violently, not knowing what to do she transported, through use of a spell, here into the cemetary where she could sense the Other was. She was wearing her usual casual clothing and her hair was tied into a ponytail. She transported directly behind a tree when she heard company in the cemetary, which she didnt expect. She didnt see Aiden anywhere, but she could see someone's eyes illumined in the night, and this made her suspicious, and immediately, she got on gaurd, in case she was sent here for other purposes.
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Post by jekren on Nov 16, 2007 2:22:57 GMT -5
Juken shimmered into the cemetary, he was not sure why he had come, only that he felt that he should be here this night. As he looked around to get his bearings he felt three magical presences, ones that could not easily be ignored due to the amount of magic they possessed. "So there are some fun toys here to play with" came a deep growling voice in the night, Juken now shimmered to the top of a tomb and looked down upon the people who had gathered here. It had been quite some time since he had seen any form of action, he was itching to kill. Living inside this filthy mortal shell and made him impatient, reckless, and plain out blood thirsty.
His first target, the man who had came over and stood behind the tree. Focusing on his goal, Juken shimmered only a few feet away in front of him, releasing two fireballs in his direction. He knew that this was one of the charmed ones, he could feel it with every fiber of his being. If he perished here tonight, at least the fight would be worthy of remembering, of honor. "Die charmed scum" growled Juken.
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Post by axianndensity on Nov 16, 2007 9:40:17 GMT -5
"Down," screamed Axianna she ran to her brother using her orbing power she grabbed a hold of him and transported him to the other side of the cemetery where he might be safe for the moment. The orbs reappeared she got up asking, "Are you okay," she hadn't been around much the last few months? "I came to warn you there is rumors he elders fear that the Source is back and they've taken some of the good beings turning them," said Axianna her magic keeping track of what beings were around. "The others are needed where is Lauren she is needed," asked Axianna the girl was needed the power of three? Her long brown hair was in a bread she currently had on blue jeans with a white tube top then she had a long brown leather jacket.
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Post by jekren on Nov 16, 2007 13:18:25 GMT -5
Angered by his failure to eliminate the charmed one, Juken closed his eyes and focused. He could feel it, there was more then one charmed one in the cemetary this night, he was so close he could taste it. Without another thought he shimmered away, to appear behind the female charmed one, Kumika. Without a word of warning he unleashed a fireball barrage from his hands, he would make sure one of them died this night. His blood pumped quickly through his veins as his victory seemed so close.
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Post by Aiden Black-Density on Nov 16, 2007 15:25:27 GMT -5
Aiden's heart suddenly burst through his clothing when he was suddenly teleported to another location, and noticed his sister, and whitelighter, had come and saved him. Aiden looked around and noticed that he was no longer the only one here, but there was a huge array of magical beings in the cemetary, including the Other.
Aiden looked at Axianna with confusion, but suddenly broke his trance when he saw fireballs being shot from behind the tree in which he was standing. "Get away from her!" He shouted, releasing a bolt of electricity that disappeared before it could even reach its target. Aiden was afraid his elemental powers were becoming weaker with his inner Whitelighter now developing, and he didnt know how much longer he would have his ties with Avalon.
"You must get her!" Aiden said to his sister, in hopes of the three Charmed Ones eleminating the threat before they did any more damage.
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Post by bestmann on Nov 16, 2007 15:31:21 GMT -5
Her focus on the illumined eyes suddenly decreased as fireballs flied across the air, sending heat waves through her spine. Teresa smirked, she now knew why she awoke to come to such a place, two Charmed Ones were here, and they seemed vulnerable to other forces that was now surrounding them. Teresa ran across the pavement waving her hands sending a psy bolt at the male Charmed One, hoping that she catch him and not the whitelighter that had appeared earlier to save him.
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Post by miko on Nov 16, 2007 15:35:21 GMT -5
Kumika was about to run to Aiden's side when fireballs came her way, being unprepared she went flying into the empty tomb that laid open, ready for burial the next day. Landing hard on her back dust splashed into the air, eventually falling onto her now unconscious body. Kumika should've known to be more prepared, for she knew that the Book of Shadows was never wrong in its attempts to warn against any pursuing danger.
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Post by jekren on Nov 16, 2007 15:43:54 GMT -5
Juken stood over his victim, teeth barred, sharp and pearl white. His skin was a pitch black color and his face was decorated with tribal markings. His apparel was a long flowing black robe with a hood hanging on the back. The garb of an upper level demon, it would take the power of three to vanquish him completely, something that would not take place if he eliminated her right here and now. Raising his hand , Juken created a fireball and looked down into the grave, "Almost a pity" he said with a smirk as he released the fireball down at her, this time he hoped to end her.
After releasing the fireball he turned to see the lighting bolt fade just in time, it most likely would have hurt him. His lip retracted into a snarl as he advanced towards him. Out of the corner of his eye he saw someone running over, he decided to wait and see what she would do.
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Post by Aiden Black-Density on Nov 16, 2007 15:52:35 GMT -5
Aiden was still turned to face his sister when the psy bolt knocked him, flipping him through the air but allowed him to land on his feet, his Avalon robes now flowing in the breezy night. Aiden was a bit dizzy, unfocused as he was beginning to ponder about his past.
The times when Link held him, grooming him, making him a successful young witch, but to him changing, turning into his enemy, and almost killing him in front of his father. He remembered the times he had with Rabecca, meeting her at the University, and the two instantly becoming friends, but only to drift apart when he learnt of her relationship with Scott, the very man he didnt trust. His mind allowed him to see the times when he and Lauren were together, the intimate moments, the times when they cried together, laughed together and found comfort in each other's arms. But this was all drifting away. Away into the past when things were just happening for mere happening sake, now Aiden wondered if he would ever feel the peace he had when he was held in the arms of his own father.
Aiden snapped into reality to see that Kumika was down in the grave, and another evil witch was coming towards him, and he had to think quickly in order for the very purpose he was sent here was preserved. But the question was, would he save himself, or Kumika?
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Post by bestmann on Nov 16, 2007 16:00:11 GMT -5
Teresa orbed after she saw the boy flipping through the air, so that she could land directly behind him. Teresa noticed a boulder nearby and waved her hands so that it would fly towards the boy that seemed to be in a daydream. Teresa seemed to be lost in the alter-reality that she was unfortunately subdued to. She could no longer remember having a child, getting married on a beach to the man of her life. She no longer remembered the late night adventures she had with Link, neither the times they went on dates, picked out outfits, stayed up all night and travelled, cuddled in each other's arms. She could no longer remember the huge fights that happened after she found out his connection to the Avatars nor did she remember leaving him, and breaking down upon looking into his eyes.
She was different now. Much different. She was to be married to Marco, the man she sometimes loved and sometimes hated. The man who she met only a few months ago, and who loved her for who she was. She was to start over, fresh, new, and enjoy life being the evil witch she truly is inside. Teresa's eyes were now red as she knew she was inches away from destroying the Charmed Legacy.
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Post by miko on Nov 16, 2007 16:09:00 GMT -5
A vision flashed before her eyes, she saw herself engulfed in white, floating over a calm sea that was surrounded by clean green grass. She saw doves flying by over her head, and children running up and down the field of green. She noticed that they had stopped running when they noticed her floating over the sea, and they waved to her, all smiling and jumping up and down, high spirited. But suddenly, a ray of red flames engulfed them, and destroyed them as they all screamed 'mommy,' and immediately, a chill ran down her body, engulfing her as she felt burns eating away at the very core of her skin.
Kumika didnt realize that her life would be as purposeful as it was. She was one of the Chosen Three, the Charmed Ones. She would've never imagined that all her training would come down to this, would sublime to her laying in an already dug grave, and she would be the victim of some man's twisted fantasy. Kumika had no clue that this day was her last, she had no clue that her last memory would be holding the Book of Shadows in her own arms. But, it was!
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