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(*hears horror music* *runs around screaming*)(^^)
<span style='color:blue'>Louanne brightened a bit. "That'd be great! I haven't seen the sun since I came here. Is that good or bad?" She walked to the cave mouth and looked down the hall. "Uh...where to?"</span>
<span style='color:blue'>Louanne brightened a bit. "That'd be great! I haven't seen the sun since I came here. Is that good or bad?" She walked to the cave mouth and looked down the hall. "Uh...where to?"</span>

Should I...oh whatever. /o/

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(*bangs head on table* Darny...I have to go. See you guys tomorrow!)

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<span style='color:blue'>Trik follows close behind.</span>
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(I'll Number the fight, That way you know how many he's dealt with.)
<span style='color:blue'>1. Ragnarok leaped forward, his hand radiating with dark energy. He grabbed the head of the first one and easily crushed its Holographic body.
2. He spun around and threw the limp body at the 2nd one, taking it out with the mass impact.
3. He thrust his hands forward, unleashing a large bolt of black lightning at the 3rd one.
4. Ragnarok backflipped over the 4th one that was coming at him, thrust his hands forward, filling the body with so much dark energy it exploded.
5 & 6. Ragnarok turned around and shot lightning out, killing the 5th and 6th.
7 - 10. Ragnarok hovered slightly into the air, screamed and spread his arms, Unleashing a large dome of black energy.
Ragnarok hovered down to the ground, brushed the hair out of his face, and left the room.
"Piece of Cake... Oh, and Don't ever touch the Blue button on the Console. That is for MY training only..."</span>
(Whosever combat training could it be! =O *horror music*)
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(I'll Number the fight, That way you know how many he's dealt with.)
<span style='color:blue'>1. Ragnarok leaped forward, his hand radiating with dark energy. He grabbed the head of the first one and easily crushed its Holographic body.
2. He spun around and threw the limp body at the 2nd one, taking it out with the mass impact.
3. He thrust his hands forward, unleashing a large bolt of black lightning at the 3rd one.
4. Ragnarok backflipped over the 4th one that was coming at him, thrust his hands forward, filling the body with so much dark energy it exploded.
5 & 6. Ragnarok turned around and shot lightning out, killing the 5th and 6th.
7 - 10. Ragnarok hovered slightly into the air, screamed and spread his arms, Unleashing a large dome of black energy.
Ragnarok hovered down to the ground, brushed the hair out of his face, and left the room.
"Piece of Cake... Oh, and Don't ever touch the Blue button on the Console. That is for MY training only..."</span>
(Whosever combat training could it be! =O *horror music*)
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"Irregardless" and "Over exaggerated" are NEVER CORRECT EVER because they are redundant
Regardless means "without regard", and adding "ir" on the front actually makes it a double negative; exaggerate means "to overstate" so you're literally saying "over overstate."
Example: I can not exaggerate the importance of this fact enough, regardless of how often people ignore it.

Regardless means "without regard", and adding "ir" on the front actually makes it a double negative; exaggerate means "to overstate" so you're literally saying "over overstate."
Example: I can not exaggerate the importance of this fact enough, regardless of how often people ignore it.

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(( The Lion Roars Again. ))
(( I'm still considering a few things and working new ideas into the story that I missed out on... but I'll put up what I can for you guys tonight... ))
<span style='color:red'>~Chapter 10: ArchAngel~</span>
Simeon and Joshua took advantage of the peace and retreated to the woods of Haven for training and time together as father and son.
<span style='color:teal'>It was obvious Joshua was proud to have Simeon as his father, even though Joshua was wholly aware that he was Simeon's clone. </span>
They had spent the night in the woods and the night was waning into the morning when Simeon was roused from his meditations by a faint sound coming from the forest surrounding...
<span style='color:teal'>Simeon's coal-black fur stood in end and a low growl escaped his throat. Joshua, sensing his father's unease, woke from his slumber and put on his helmet.
"What is it, Father?"
The 34-year-old lion-morph paused as his ears swiveled... he was using each of his skills to detect the source of the noise.
"Joshua..."
"Yes, Father?"
"Teleport back to Haven Catacombs, my son... If I don't follow you in an hour..."
"I'll know what to do..." Joshua finished and he teleported away.
Simeon stood up, leaving his facemask/visor on the grassy ground. A metal spear charged to glowing was summoned into Simeon's paws. He stood with his eyes closed in prayer as the sounds came closer..</span>
<span style='color:darkblue'>As expected, all four Hunters appeared, surrounding the Lion-morph.
"Well, well..."
"What have we here?"
"The Havenite Archangel?"
"This will be fun..."</span>
The placid expression on Simeon's face vanished as all four hunters attacked the lion-morph with their projectile attacks... but he was no longer standing there. They had just revealed an illusion.
<span style='color:darkblue'>"Where is he?"
"Don't look at me, jerk..."</span>
<span style='color:teal'>"ROAR!"</span>
<span style='color:darkblue'>"AGH!"
"I got him!"
"NO! MINE!"
"Where'd he go again?"
"S***"</span>
<span style='color:teal'>Simeon's voice was heard laughing. "Feheh... Powerful enough to rend an army but can't handle one rogue? Very amusing."</span>
<span style='color:darkblue'>"You insult our master talking that way, Lion-man..."
"One will die a demon's death for such talk!"</span>
<span style='color:teal'>"Do you really think I'm afraid of your master?"</span>
<span style='color:darkblue'>"You should be, you brazen beast..."</span>
<span style='color:teal'>"Try me."</span>
Three of the Hunters felt a wind bush past them... followed by a yelp, a splorch, and a crunch...
The three remaining Hunters turned around. Simeon had been standing behind them.
<span style='color:teal'>Simeon stood there, his coal-black fur blending into the shadows of a clutch of trees, his blue eyes had turned into a eerie glowing crimson, and he was glaring at them with a sadistic smirk.
In his right hand, Obsidian's limp form was being gripped by the collar of his armor, the awkward position of the Hunter's bloodied head indicated a snapped neck... Simeon's left hand was soiled with blood crimson, and the torn fibers of his victim's larynx.
Simeon had ripped Obsidian's throat out.
Letting the corpse fold into the ground, Simeon's red eyes calmly examained his blood-soaked paw... then he instinctively licked at it.
"I haven't tasted blood in a long time..." Simeon spoke slowly, sensing with satisfaction that the three remaining Hunters here hiding the fact they were repulsed. "You now know what I am capable of..."</span>
<span style='color:darkblue'>"Prove it!"</span>
<span style='color:teal'>"You want more?"</span>
<span style='color:darkblue'>"For the Master!" Pumice attacked first, glowing with stat enhancing power, jabbing lightning fast with his spear. </span><span style='color:teal'>Simeon unflinchingly parried them away with one paw then used his claws to rip open his opponent's torso-armor.</span>
<span style='color:darkblue'>Pumice excecuted a spinning back kick, knocking Simeon back some distance. </span>
The other two Hunters seized the moment and attacked Simeon... <span style='color:teal'>before the lion-morph blinded both of them by nailing the two hunters in the face with Impact</span>.
<span style='color:darkblue'>Pumice tackled Simeon and tried to skewer Simeon with his spear... </span><span style='color:teal'>But the spear phased through Simeon, and in that moment of distraction, Simeon rolled out of the way, summoned his glowing spear, and skewered Pumice.</span> <span style='color:darkblue'>The Hunter's power was fading as he slumped to the ground...</span>
<span style='color:teal'>"Didn't break a sweat..."</span>
<span style='color:darkblue'>"Urrk... H... You can't... be that.. powerful..."</span>
<span style='color:teal'>"... You don't know my purpose... I was intended to be your Master's bodyguard when my training was complete... an Archangel for a Utopia doomed to never be. My only flaw was that I had too much potential power, and that is why I broke free... And why your Master is more powerful than the four of you combined... Your Master and I were destined to be equals..."</span>
<span style='color:darkblue'>"... y..you'll... n..never... b..eat M..assster..."</span>
<span style='color:teal'>"... as it should be..." Simeon replied with no emotion as Pumice finally fell limp and lifeless into the grass.
The red glow in Simeon's blue eyes began to fade...</span>
The last two hunters staggered to standing, rubbing their eyes. When their vision was restored, they noticed that the corpses of Pumice and Obsidian were laying beside each other... minus their helmets... And Simeon's visor/mask was gone, too...
<span style='color:teal'>"Run home, Hunters..." Simeon's voice echoed in the woods, "Accept your fate. Tell your Master that the Archangel still has his Darkness... But unlike your Master, who is doomed to spiral deeper into the beast he thinks he has control over, I have found perfect balance with mine..." Simeon's voice began to fade, "And I will reclaim my nephew's soul..."</span>
<span style='color:darkblue'>"Nephew?"
"Master is not going to like this..."</span>
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<span style='color:teal'>Simeon teleported back into the empty and quiet Cavern Foyer with two helmets for trophies (symbolic beheading) in his right paw and his left paw still stained with blood.
Unfurling his wings, Simeon flew to up to the balcony of his alcove and placed the helmets on the one of the stone hewn shelves... he then noticed Spirn's Amulet...
"Nephew... Your balance has been disturbed." Simeon whispered, picking up the trinket, "Now the Eternal is waking... My destiny has been written... as is yours."
"Did you eat well, Father?" Joshua asked, standing at he threshold of their room. He was pointing at Simeon's bloodied paw.
Simeon suppressed a shudder as he recalled his behavior, "Yes... I did, my son." Simeon gave his son a worried smile, "I'll wash up, son..." and the lion-morph flew to the underground stream that ran in the catacomb sublevels...
Joshua teleported down, hiding his expression in his helmet.</span>
<span style='color:blue'>"Joshua?" Trik asked. He had noticed Simeon had been flying around... It was rare for Simeon to fly in the tight passages of the catacombs... "What's with your dad?"</span>
<span style='color:teal'>Joshua's reply was cryptic, as the clone-boy glanced at the carvings in the foyer walls, "The king infinite awakens slowly..." and Joshua vanished into the computer chamber.</span>
<span style='color:blue'>"What was that all about, Trik?"</span>
<span style='color:blue'>Trik looked at the carvings in the foyer walls, "I really don't know, Louanne... I wish I knew what these mean..."</span>
<span style='color:darkred'>"Are you two coming or what?"</span>
<span style='color:blue'>"Coming!"</span>
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<span style='color:gray'>((for Silvvy... Side Story mission 1..."Terminate the Messenger"))
((There are two Hunters left... one's still hunting... the other is returning to report the news to Ragnarok... Whenever you're ready (anytime before I have you blow-up WildWood Lab 2), hunt down the Hunter (your choice) and defeat him. Don't worry, Silvvy. You have backup (points at Rich). Good luck. ))</span>
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(( Spirn... I'll get back to you on that PM request... What did you have in mind for your request? ))
(( I'm still considering a few things and working new ideas into the story that I missed out on... but I'll put up what I can for you guys tonight... ))
<span style='color:red'>~Chapter 10: ArchAngel~</span>
Simeon and Joshua took advantage of the peace and retreated to the woods of Haven for training and time together as father and son.
<span style='color:teal'>It was obvious Joshua was proud to have Simeon as his father, even though Joshua was wholly aware that he was Simeon's clone. </span>
They had spent the night in the woods and the night was waning into the morning when Simeon was roused from his meditations by a faint sound coming from the forest surrounding...
<span style='color:teal'>Simeon's coal-black fur stood in end and a low growl escaped his throat. Joshua, sensing his father's unease, woke from his slumber and put on his helmet.
"What is it, Father?"
The 34-year-old lion-morph paused as his ears swiveled... he was using each of his skills to detect the source of the noise.
"Joshua..."
"Yes, Father?"
"Teleport back to Haven Catacombs, my son... If I don't follow you in an hour..."
"I'll know what to do..." Joshua finished and he teleported away.
Simeon stood up, leaving his facemask/visor on the grassy ground. A metal spear charged to glowing was summoned into Simeon's paws. He stood with his eyes closed in prayer as the sounds came closer..</span>
<span style='color:darkblue'>As expected, all four Hunters appeared, surrounding the Lion-morph.
"Well, well..."
"What have we here?"
"The Havenite Archangel?"
"This will be fun..."</span>
The placid expression on Simeon's face vanished as all four hunters attacked the lion-morph with their projectile attacks... but he was no longer standing there. They had just revealed an illusion.
<span style='color:darkblue'>"Where is he?"
"Don't look at me, jerk..."</span>
<span style='color:teal'>"ROAR!"</span>
<span style='color:darkblue'>"AGH!"
"I got him!"
"NO! MINE!"
"Where'd he go again?"
"S***"</span>
<span style='color:teal'>Simeon's voice was heard laughing. "Feheh... Powerful enough to rend an army but can't handle one rogue? Very amusing."</span>
<span style='color:darkblue'>"You insult our master talking that way, Lion-man..."
"One will die a demon's death for such talk!"</span>
<span style='color:teal'>"Do you really think I'm afraid of your master?"</span>
<span style='color:darkblue'>"You should be, you brazen beast..."</span>
<span style='color:teal'>"Try me."</span>
Three of the Hunters felt a wind bush past them... followed by a yelp, a splorch, and a crunch...
The three remaining Hunters turned around. Simeon had been standing behind them.
<span style='color:teal'>Simeon stood there, his coal-black fur blending into the shadows of a clutch of trees, his blue eyes had turned into a eerie glowing crimson, and he was glaring at them with a sadistic smirk.
In his right hand, Obsidian's limp form was being gripped by the collar of his armor, the awkward position of the Hunter's bloodied head indicated a snapped neck... Simeon's left hand was soiled with blood crimson, and the torn fibers of his victim's larynx.
Simeon had ripped Obsidian's throat out.
Letting the corpse fold into the ground, Simeon's red eyes calmly examained his blood-soaked paw... then he instinctively licked at it.
"I haven't tasted blood in a long time..." Simeon spoke slowly, sensing with satisfaction that the three remaining Hunters here hiding the fact they were repulsed. "You now know what I am capable of..."</span>
<span style='color:darkblue'>"Prove it!"</span>
<span style='color:teal'>"You want more?"</span>
<span style='color:darkblue'>"For the Master!" Pumice attacked first, glowing with stat enhancing power, jabbing lightning fast with his spear. </span><span style='color:teal'>Simeon unflinchingly parried them away with one paw then used his claws to rip open his opponent's torso-armor.</span>
<span style='color:darkblue'>Pumice excecuted a spinning back kick, knocking Simeon back some distance. </span>
The other two Hunters seized the moment and attacked Simeon... <span style='color:teal'>before the lion-morph blinded both of them by nailing the two hunters in the face with Impact</span>.
<span style='color:darkblue'>Pumice tackled Simeon and tried to skewer Simeon with his spear... </span><span style='color:teal'>But the spear phased through Simeon, and in that moment of distraction, Simeon rolled out of the way, summoned his glowing spear, and skewered Pumice.</span> <span style='color:darkblue'>The Hunter's power was fading as he slumped to the ground...</span>
<span style='color:teal'>"Didn't break a sweat..."</span>
<span style='color:darkblue'>"Urrk... H... You can't... be that.. powerful..."</span>
<span style='color:teal'>"... You don't know my purpose... I was intended to be your Master's bodyguard when my training was complete... an Archangel for a Utopia doomed to never be. My only flaw was that I had too much potential power, and that is why I broke free... And why your Master is more powerful than the four of you combined... Your Master and I were destined to be equals..."</span>
<span style='color:darkblue'>"... y..you'll... n..never... b..eat M..assster..."</span>
<span style='color:teal'>"... as it should be..." Simeon replied with no emotion as Pumice finally fell limp and lifeless into the grass.
The red glow in Simeon's blue eyes began to fade...</span>
The last two hunters staggered to standing, rubbing their eyes. When their vision was restored, they noticed that the corpses of Pumice and Obsidian were laying beside each other... minus their helmets... And Simeon's visor/mask was gone, too...
<span style='color:teal'>"Run home, Hunters..." Simeon's voice echoed in the woods, "Accept your fate. Tell your Master that the Archangel still has his Darkness... But unlike your Master, who is doomed to spiral deeper into the beast he thinks he has control over, I have found perfect balance with mine..." Simeon's voice began to fade, "And I will reclaim my nephew's soul..."</span>
<span style='color:darkblue'>"Nephew?"
"Master is not going to like this..."</span>
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<span style='color:teal'>Simeon teleported back into the empty and quiet Cavern Foyer with two helmets for trophies (symbolic beheading) in his right paw and his left paw still stained with blood.
Unfurling his wings, Simeon flew to up to the balcony of his alcove and placed the helmets on the one of the stone hewn shelves... he then noticed Spirn's Amulet...
"Nephew... Your balance has been disturbed." Simeon whispered, picking up the trinket, "Now the Eternal is waking... My destiny has been written... as is yours."
"Did you eat well, Father?" Joshua asked, standing at he threshold of their room. He was pointing at Simeon's bloodied paw.
Simeon suppressed a shudder as he recalled his behavior, "Yes... I did, my son." Simeon gave his son a worried smile, "I'll wash up, son..." and the lion-morph flew to the underground stream that ran in the catacomb sublevels...
Joshua teleported down, hiding his expression in his helmet.</span>
<span style='color:blue'>"Joshua?" Trik asked. He had noticed Simeon had been flying around... It was rare for Simeon to fly in the tight passages of the catacombs... "What's with your dad?"</span>
<span style='color:teal'>Joshua's reply was cryptic, as the clone-boy glanced at the carvings in the foyer walls, "The king infinite awakens slowly..." and Joshua vanished into the computer chamber.</span>
<span style='color:blue'>"What was that all about, Trik?"</span>
<span style='color:blue'>Trik looked at the carvings in the foyer walls, "I really don't know, Louanne... I wish I knew what these mean..."</span>
<span style='color:darkred'>"Are you two coming or what?"</span>
<span style='color:blue'>"Coming!"</span>
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<span style='color:gray'>((for Silvvy... Side Story mission 1..."Terminate the Messenger"))
((There are two Hunters left... one's still hunting... the other is returning to report the news to Ragnarok... Whenever you're ready (anytime before I have you blow-up WildWood Lab 2), hunt down the Hunter (your choice) and defeat him. Don't worry, Silvvy. You have backup (points at Rich). Good luck. ))</span>
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(( Spirn... I'll get back to you on that PM request... What did you have in mind for your request? ))
*waves hand in a jedi-like manner* Move along. Nothing to see here...
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Pent yelped in pain. His head hurt, and he was angery at himself. That girl (Kay) had been crying and he had not attemped to comfort her. That was not like him. Of course she didn't know him that well and he probably would have not been able to but still. He yelled as his head begain to hurt even more. Suddendly he fainted, causeing him to fall onto the floor.
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<span style='color:blue'>Ragnarok left Nirak in the Infirmary. He needed training... It was obvious... One attack and he's down... He sighed and shook his head.
"The darkness hasn't fully corrupted the boy... IT better soon... I won't take an unworthy apprentice... Ragnarok walked into the training room and went to the console. He glanced at the button he told Nirak to never push. He reached up and pressed the button. The console went in to the ground, and a seperate console comes out of the wall. Ragnarok looked at the buttons, each one having a special name on it.
It was filled with the Havenites. He had programmed all the fighting styles that Him and the Security cameras had picked up while watching them. He brushed his fingers slowly over the buttons... Silver... Kayla... Shadow... Ziheu... He presed yet another button, and that console goes back in to the wall, bringing out yet another console.
The Elite of the Havenites. This consisted of Simeon, Lance, and Joshua. But he pressed the final button, switching consoles once more...
This was the final console, with only one button on it. Underneath the button was just one word.
Trik.
He had reserved this console to his own Brother. His brother had gotten in to his way enough, that he was "Honored" enough to get his own console. Ragnarok was determined to eliminate his brother... This training program was created just for Ragnarok. It was exactly like Trik, matching his every movement, every attack. He pressed the button as the console went back in to the wall.
A single hologram appeared. Ragnarok turned and spread his arms. This was too easy... He was going to be prepared when he fought Trik...</span>
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<span style='color:#996699'>Krei looked to Feral
"Are you alright sir? Spirn is gone... Ragnarok took him away..."</span>
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(If anyone has learned a thing from English, try and remember Foreshadowing. Just a hint =D)
"The darkness hasn't fully corrupted the boy... IT better soon... I won't take an unworthy apprentice... Ragnarok walked into the training room and went to the console. He glanced at the button he told Nirak to never push. He reached up and pressed the button. The console went in to the ground, and a seperate console comes out of the wall. Ragnarok looked at the buttons, each one having a special name on it.
It was filled with the Havenites. He had programmed all the fighting styles that Him and the Security cameras had picked up while watching them. He brushed his fingers slowly over the buttons... Silver... Kayla... Shadow... Ziheu... He presed yet another button, and that console goes back in to the wall, bringing out yet another console.
The Elite of the Havenites. This consisted of Simeon, Lance, and Joshua. But he pressed the final button, switching consoles once more...
This was the final console, with only one button on it. Underneath the button was just one word.
Trik.
He had reserved this console to his own Brother. His brother had gotten in to his way enough, that he was "Honored" enough to get his own console. Ragnarok was determined to eliminate his brother... This training program was created just for Ragnarok. It was exactly like Trik, matching his every movement, every attack. He pressed the button as the console went back in to the wall.
A single hologram appeared. Ragnarok turned and spread his arms. This was too easy... He was going to be prepared when he fought Trik...</span>
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<span style='color:#996699'>Krei looked to Feral
"Are you alright sir? Spirn is gone... Ragnarok took him away..."</span>
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(If anyone has learned a thing from English, try and remember Foreshadowing. Just a hint =D)
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