The War of Ages

[carnofex]

ooc( you know i owe most of you this, i really do, and reading these post i learned that i should have stayed in this RP, so with all do respect and i do hope you like this long deadly battle i am about to make. please forgive me.)

the world, one of death, one that was once peaceful land home to a chapter, is now a battle ground for two men... mark and the demon known as the prophet of blood walked passing a burning chapel they both saw faces of ones they knew on the dead guardsmen/women bodies. one body who was clutching a child as she died had the face of aeris the child the face of Mort. mark stopped at the bodies and picked them up having them lean on a building as he hugged them both, his mind was crying but the ghost of the great prophet would not allow the body to show it. on the other side of the battleground was a man in a mask saw the same thing. bodies everywhere. one body had Kes, another had Harry's face. all around him were faces of those hes met. his mothers fathers brothers and sisters but one stopped him. one of a women who was to have a baby do soon. her body was on a cross, and her face was his beloved wife Samantha. and the baby was his. tears started to fall down his face as he walked past the cross his lance burned. the arena they would fight in had speakers every were. marks Axe dripped blood as he met in the arena looking at Ryan. "so it began here, seems fit that it will end here." mark said in a snarl of a voice as he unstrapped his chest armor and threw it to the ground. Ryan smiled taking his mask off and his combat vest off. "yes i do see this fit for what is going to happen, do you think father and mother would say the same thing?" Ryan asked. "no but master Leon would. so then lets go!" mark shouted charging at his battle brother his Axe pulled back ready for a quick kill. "yes lets!" Ryan shouted then taking off with great speed after his fallen battle brother. they both hit with a great force chattering the earth below them. Ryan jumped back but mark was to quick and was in the air landing his Axe into Ryan's leg then yanked it out waiting for a scream from his brother, yet he heard laughter. "you think i was brought back 5 times and be flesh still. well I'm not." he rolled up his pant leg his bones were metallic. "i gave my soul to the C'tan for this body. just so i may beat you, and I'm not going to lose to a fallen brother like you!" Ryan shouted tackling mark to the ground punching him in the face.

in a small hut a man pressed play on a stereo letting the song 'the pretender' buy a old world band play.

mark who threw Ryan off him grabbed his leg and hurled him at a wall, Ryan recovered his arm mending as he charged mark throwing a punch then a jab to the face, mark blocked most of these but the fury of it was to fast, this would become a great battle. Ryan kicked his brother in the chest, mark bent over in pain as a knee drove right into his face shattering his nose. "FRAG!" mark shouted as Ryan heel kicked marks head making him smash face first into the ground. Ryan backed away grabbing his anti demon lance and walked back over his brother. "I'm sorry for this mark." Ryan stabbed his brother with the weapon, the demon in him started to come out taking the form of a demon. "your turn (please do not swear)" Ryan said running at the demon knee diving it, the prophet had a easy time blocking the blow but did not see the fire palm to the stomach making him move back as a man with green skin ork/kroot armor and scout armor leggings, with red long spiked downward hair. the demon didn't see the large demon hammer to the face. the smash made the demon fly twored a Chaplin with a anti demon power knife. the demon tried to move quick but the Chaplin was to fast as the knife was dived into the demons head. the man broke the knife in the demon skull and kicked him away walking over to Ryan. "brother Ryan you should have killed them both." the man said "i know brother nick." Ryan said, then hugged the green skinned man. "ken its so great to see you." he said as vize walked over picking mark up. "do you know were to take him?" nick asked seeing ripjaw walk with vize picking the Axe up and smashed it so no one could hold the hear of blood Axe ever again. "yes i do, I'm taking him to Mort and aeris if she made it." vize said walking into a warp portal as mark groaned in pain ripjaw fallowed as the warp closed behind him.

when the portal opened, vize and ripjaw stepped out onto the world, it was peacefully but khorne was here he could tell. yet all he did was look for aeries, seeing her he sat mark next to a rock and had ripjaw whisper into aeries ear then they vanished vize and ripjaw vanished from that world as if they were never there.

Ryan vanished from life, he stayed on a small world in a nice place making and fixing things for people

[mina]

(glad you came back in the end anyway. Helps rap stuff up to some extent.)

Aeris is still shaking and laughing to herself as she hears her name and sits up. Her feet carry her across the grass as she lifts her clothing up and pulls the armor on and it shifts back to her scout’s uniform. She then strides forward towards where she can hear breathing. Her eyes fall upon the bleeding form of Mark as he lays against the rock. His blood is flowing onto the roses and the burst into full bloom as the moon rises over head a pure silver color. She looks at him for the first time again. With the eyes of love, not of fear or hate, or is it a mixture. Her eyes are still blood red, still showing the sign of what she gave away for the man before her. Even with her soul intact and back with her those scars will remain. Yet nothing stops her from moving towards him and kneeling “Hold still hun.” The last words feel strange on her tongue. Like they were said by someone from some other time. Someone not her… yet the words are there. She smiles lightly at him as she touches the wound on him and brings her own strength into him as the wound seals shut. She smiles as the moon shines down on half her face illuminating it and allowing him to see her one red eye.

She stiffens for a moment as fake memories of rape and torture flow through her mind. She has to hold her own hand back from hurting him as she waits for the thoughts to pass, “You won too huh?” she grins her sharp white teeth showing. “I’m sorry…. For it all…” she looks at her feet and at the flowers that bloom all around…. “If I could go back. If I could do it all again. I’d say yes to marrying you. I’d stay on Salderaan.” She smiles breathing in, “I didn’t know what adventures meant. Now I do. I can do without anymore.” Her eyes turn with a question, “Could you?”

Kes sits in bed sobbing and holding herself feeling like a failure,*good job Kes. Really all you can do is kill things. You were so proud, you should have been here. Not off being a hero. That daemon kill count won’t bring him back.* tears roll down her cheeks as she hugs her pillow and angrily cracks her hands.

[carnofex]

(thank u jaka i hope this will sum it all up)

mark could not move. he just looked at her as his mouth formed the word. "yes......." he shifted his arms and huged her. "thank you."

that was all he said. that was all that was needed this is where storys end