The Darkest One

<font color='#810541'>Fe'shi looks at her with a sense of irony then closed his eye slowly as he took his gaze away from her hate fille one. Tightens his grip about the strap on the bag then sighed heavily. Goes to speak slowly as he felt the tip of Kairis's claw against her throat. "I won't go back on my word...dear Kairis...", opens his eye once more then looks back into hers as they continue to have this little fight. Steps towards her a bit causing her claw to go into his flesh, just enough to turn the fur about her claw and finger, red. Wince a bit in pain then closes his eye once more, stepping back away from her claw and her. "I will not go back on the promise...never." Opens his eye again then places the bag back over his head to where it was about his neck and on his back.</font>

 

<font color='#810541'>Fe'shi turned his attention to the building then glared at it slightly. Looked back to Blacklightning then shaked his head. WAlks pass Black and goes to the building vainshing out of sight with a puff of smoke. Reappears standing the top of the building then watches about for anything that could be a threat.</font>

 

<font color='#0000FF'>BlackThunder growled in anger at this strange turn of event... he glared at the female who apparantly had control over docter's actions . He boomed with anger " who are you that threatens my quest, answer wrongly and you will go nowhere except for your dead body dumped somewhere" He took his cloak off and put it down revealing his many weapons, BlackThunder flexed his rock hard muscle as he prepared for the possibility of an fight. He retracted his claw and drew an line between his eye to his mouth with an single sharp claw. The line deepened as blood flowed easily and started to drip on the floor. "I do not wish to fight but answer me 'tis, why do you interrup me?" he spoke calmy as possible to avoid provoking an violent reaction</font>

 

<font color='#000080'>A cackle arose from the shadows beyond the reach of the streetlights, and from them snuck the form of a familiar beast - it was, unmistakably, the same 'dragon whom had been robbed of her beloved plants. As the tawny femme's intimidating form materialized from the dark void, she laughed heartily, "Your travelling circus's acquired a new clown, then?" She padded forward with measured stride, legs moving at a relaxed, automatic pace, inked patterns in her fur and skin undulating and contorting along with her finely-toned muscle. Walking a tight curve to the center of the action, she chuckled once again. "Now, before you go all crazy on me," she proclaimed with an almost drunken confidence, "I'm not here to cheat or steal. I'm not going to try and 'take back what's mine', nor am I going to cause any trouble. In fact, I actually decided something rather groundbreaking. I'll join your... quest... whatever it may be. Since you took my plants, I'd feel obliged to at least make sure they arrive at their destination in some semblance of good shape, so that you need not return to my happy little plot of land. So, for all our sakes, don't do anything stupid. Let me tag along. It won't hurt. Besides, I can teach you to keep them fresh." She sat, eyeing BlackThunder. "I was going to stay in the background, but I couldn't resist coming out of the shadows to watch this poor sap endure his inevitable, painful death." She strode up to meet him face to face. "You are aware of where you are? You're in the Black Market of Bhim! Don't think you strike fear into anyone's heart, boy. Those days are long over - if you want to get by here, you'll have to learn to play with the big girls because, of course, we rule this place. Children like you," she said, taking a leap forward and attempting to headbutt the male, "should learn to respect their superiors."</font>

 

<font color='#0000FF'>BlackThunder roared in anger as this female tried to headbutt him. He stepped sideways and spun around his claws slashing through the air, making an "SKKKEEEEeeee!" sound. He felt his claw tear through the female's back as she stumbled past him. Black looked up at the female called "Karis" He ran fast as he picked up his cloak to disappear into the darkness of Bhim.</font>

 

<font color='#000080'>Kumet's eyes widened and her ears took to a straight-outward position, a pained grunt rumbling from deep within her throat. She dropped to the ground, rolling on to her back and wincing with the pain of the dirty wound. It was rather bad, three deep slashes across her back, and it left spine and bone exposed to the open air. Blood poured from the chasm in her skin, the metallic scent filling the air about her. Crimson stained her otherwise perfectly creamy-brown fur, and her eyes squeezed shut in anguish. She could think of nothing else to do but scream at her attacker - "Bloody 'ell, you bastard! I'll fucking kill you! Y'get back 'ere right now you little wanker!" She knew as well as he, however, that she was no longer in any condition to fight. In fact, she had nerve damage - if something was not done quickly, she could be crippled for life. Already, her lower extremeties were going numb...</font>

 

<font color='#0000FF'>BlackThunder had regretted his attack on the female. He had let himself down on his own law. "never fight female penddragons" but he had did it on instinct, he groaned as he ran though the night in anger.Pretty soon he was lost in an alley. "damn i cant call for help 'cos they will come after me" He wandered about lost in this unknown terrioty, his paw padding along the grimy alley. He saw the female who attacked him and the sudden relisation came to him...he had been going around in circles. He watched as the 'dragon let out a pained groaned. He looked at his bloodied claws and licked the blood off. He circled around the 'dragon cautiously unsure of what to do.</font>

 

<font color='#810541'>Fe'shi looked down on the alley and noticed all the action going on. Noticed the female from before inside the cave at top of the mountain a little while ago. Closes his eye tightly feeling that he should go and provide her with his medical help but that would be going against his current job at the time. All Fe'shi could do was listen to the cries that escaped her maw. Turns away from the alley then trots over to the building side that faced out towards the street. Looked about the street slowly attempting to block out her cries from what she suffered.</font>

 

<font color='#000080'>The chocolate femme gathered her mind together and rolled over, exposing the gaping wounds to the rest of the world. They bled like faucets - most of her fur was now marred with the deep crimson of her own blood, and she could feel, leaking away with it, the very strength she needed to live. She did the only thing she could think of and dragged herself, paw by paw, to Fe'shi groaning at him and muttering, "Fix it..." before passing out for the second time.</font>

 

<font color='#810541'>Fe'shi growled aloud then dashes back to the edge of the building that over looked the alleyway. Drops down to a knee then closes his eye vainishing. Reappears down on the ground beside her then reaches his paws out then takes her up into his arms. Vainishes again then reappears back ontop of the building again. Places the female down on the ground softly then reaches into the bag that he has at his side. Draws a few items from it. Places them on the ground beside her then holds his left hand out over her wounds. Extends his claws then sticks them down into her wounds. Begins to work on restoring the damaged spine of hers. "I hope...I can get this done...in time." Shakes his head slowly and reaches over grabing a bottle of blue fluid then pulls a cork out of it with his teeth. Pours the liquid into her wounds then continues to repair her.</font>

 

<font color='#810541'>Araie walked along the long corridors that made up skeleton of the old rickity building. Once again the creme female had gotten herself lost and once again she had no idea of how it happened. You would have thought that after 4700 years she would have learned how to follow simple directions! But no, on her way to her families estate she had taken a wrong turn (or maybe more than a wrong turn...) and had somehow found herself in the slums.

With a heavy sigh the older female stopped her search. The owner of this... uhh, complex... had to be around somewhere. Now, if she owned and ran such a... large building where would she be?

The lights fell from an already dim yellow glow to a faint flickering of brightness that put the name "light" to shame. She sighed again, this time in refief, when the lights came back on to their full dimness. Araie shook her head. She was alone in a dark, creepy building that looked like it would collapse if a bird settled ontop, so what? There was light, there had to be people somewhere, and surely the slums couldn't be as bad as the rumers said, could they?

A yelp burst from the creme 'dragon's throat as the tiny flickering lightbulb finally went out. In fact all the tiny flickering lightbulbs all the way down the hallway had gone out. Vagely Araie wondered if parhapes a bird had decided to rest upon the powerline?</font>

 

<font color='#000080'>A casual observer would have found the scene to be slowly slipping from bizzare to downright surreal. The deep, gaping wounds, just moments before spewing crimson blood and showing dangling bits of nerve, bone and tissue, were now sealing themselves at a rapid pace. From up close, one could watch the subtle latticework of blood vessels and nerves reconstructing themselves before their very eyes, weaving themselves into tissue and organ matter, coiling around bone and absorbing lost blood. Her fur lost its stain, crimson giving way once more to the creamy browns and milky whites of her fur. Within minutes, the heal was complete and the creature was back to her feet, still in a fair amount of pain (as the brain does manifest such things for quite some time after such an injury,) but, otherwise, none the worse for the wear. Emerging from the pained stupor, she glanced at the door of the building suspiciously. "Aye, what in there's so important, bloke? I think I'll have a looksee, bloody bored I am."

NOTHING, apparently, phased this girl.</font>

 

<font color='#0000FF'>Ever so slowly Black crept to the mysterious building. He glanced behind to see if anyone was following him but there was only the shadows of trees swaying in the darkness. He sniffed the air trying remember the scent of the doctor in case he caught him of his guard. He let out a savage roaring rumble to proclaim his anger as he burst through the building. He leaped and twisted as he jumped and came to an stand still. He froze like an statue as his ears picked up the sounds of padding. By god the padding was coming closer and closer. "huh this foolish weakling cannot even be silent in their wanderings" he scorned in his mind. He looked around quickly but the only hiding place was in the very centre of the room, he dropped to his belly and scrambled there as he waited anixously. He felt his heart beat loud as his adrenline was given a sudden boost at this new thrill.</font>

 

<font color='#000080'>Raw commotion was advantageous in such a situation, and luckily it was present in spades, allowing for easy access to the building. It took merely a quick dodge to the side followed by silent footwork to maneuver her way into the building, the center of convergence for all involved in the day's events, as it seemed. Triangulars perked cautiously as to detect the faintest of audible vibrations, careful measures were taken to prevent her own detection, as well. Steps were carefully measured and paws placed softly with each step to avoid the betraying sound of footsteps. The building was old, and the splintering wooden floor creaked and groaned with every shift of weight, something the intruder was not all too happy about, yet could not do very much to prevent.

All in all, however, the infiltration had seemed rather succesful. Though the building was in a state of complete disrepair, thankfully, someone had had the presence of mind to maintain power to the complex and sight was not impeded by the inky darkness that kept to the corners, out of reach of the dim, bare lightbulbs that dotted the water-stained ceiling. But nothing lasts forever, and suddenly the blackness lept from the corners to fill the room as simultaneously, they all went out.

"Shit. Just what I need," the chocolate femme muttered in a hushed tone. She knew neither the way out nor the path that lay before her, and the darkness felt infinite, stretching beyond the perception of the eye and mind. She attempted to get her bearings by scent - she could possibly trace her smell along the floor and back out the door - yet it was not recognizable over the musty odor of rotting wood, the prominent scent throughout the structure. Adrenalin coarsing through her veins, she took up the defensive - muscles coiled, ears perked and tail lashing behind her. She shifted her weight low to the floor, placing her head 'tween her paws, and waited...</font>

 

<font color='#0000FF'>When it became totally black. BlackThunder grinned in amusement as his highy trained eyes peered around him. He dropped to a low posture and expertly padded along avoiding the creaking boards. He sniffed but all he could smell was the damp wood. He stiffled an cough as he smelled an female's scent. He looked behind him to check if it was an carefully set up ambush but there seem to be no oblivious sign of any set up traps. He tapped the floor and his claws were out, ready to fight the unknown. Being an trained assassin, he had been in very familar situations to this. He softly growled an warning into the darkness as he rose to his full height. He gripped the hilt of his trusty dagger as he rounded an corner. He put his back to the corner and peered around the edge cautiously.</font>

 

<font color='#0000FF'>Black heard the creaking noise of an 'dragon heading forwards him. He dropped low and waited to attack. He saw the familar figure of Karis which make him filled with hated. He felt himself slipping into the berserker rage which he had no control over. He shoke himself and let out an earth-rumbling roar as he rolled and came up behind Karis. He had completely slipped into the berserker rage when he felt his mind slipping away and his vision became sharper and more cleared. He felt the whole world through his sharpened and highened sense. He rushed torwards Karis with an snap of his jaws as he attempted to tear her apart.</font>