The Struggle Ends: Black Rose Part 2



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THIS IS SPARTA

Name: Hiro

Age: 22

Gender: male

Appearance: ear seckz plz

Personality: Usually quite, keeping to himself. Not very good at expressing his emotions through words, he does in his actions. Mysterious in his ways, it is very hard for him to get close to anyone, yet, still influences those who come to be-friend him.

Bio: Every member of this Hiro's family has served under the Black Rose kingdom as a knight. And just like his ancestors, Hiro does his job in protecting the family and all those within the kingdom. As a boy, Hiro was taught by his parents in various martial arts styles. He mastered all of them and he implements them everyday, mostly to protect the ones he loves. Not much else is known about him because he likes to keep to himself. But whatever his past may be, it was not a good one.

Powers: Elemental Magic, all types of Black Magic, and super strength

Theme song: Just Like You ~ Three Days Grace
 
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This is Sparta! >+D

Name: Glenn Minerva [: Hybrid Cast in the Shell :]

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Side: The Knights of Isolation; The Black Rose

Appearance: <Click Here for Mr. M>

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Glenn, short for his age stands at 5 foot 4. His prescence presents a mist of a tainted aura to those surrounding him, due to his skin being quite pale, and his hair almost reminiscent of it, holding a color and sheen of a silky white-silver. His eyes aren't cold, but appear to be so. Both of his eyes seem to reflect two deep plum colored abysses, staring wearily to the darkness in front of him. His clothes hold a noticeably gothic influence. He wears a pitch black leather snow cap, outlined with a few stylish zippers. Glenn wears a turtle-neck jacket, also in black, the material is designed with rural/historic markings customized for the fabric.


Personality: Eventhough Glenn has placed himself in a friendless isolation for the past two years, he actually has a very sweet, and charming personality, once he gets over his shyness and psychological defense that had developed in him since childhood. As mentioned, Glenn is a very shy and friendly young man, who only intimidates others as a complete hardass due to his fear of having a repeat of him being hurt persistently as a child. Next to his exterior, he has sides of his persona when he's very curious to any open ended situation, and even mischievous. If you're aware of the shyness or not, Glenn proves his worth to a newcomer by showing that he's very logical and intelligent, yet still has his moments when he's completely ditzy under pressuring situations. All in all, Glenn's a friendly clam once you get past the shell :3.

Bio:

Minerva's Philosophy of his Childhood said:
Those with eyes, are not always given the ability to see; When kept it darkness; light will prevail with your vision. Call it a lonely religion if you will.

Glenn Minerva was born into an immensely conservative family that cast itself away beyond any potential outbreak of war int he outskirts of The Black Rose Kingdom. What did this mean? Glenn's family stowed itself in the country, hidden safely behind thick spider grasses, peaceful livestock, and a healthy array of land mines surrounding the property. The Minerva family had a large amount of loving, yet disciplined members that all insisted in placing a hand into Glenn's upbringing. Yet, when Glenn began to blossom into a younger child, rather than an infant, he began to somehow understand that the protective family around him was..unstable. The Minerva family had weekly quarrels, rapidly turning into fights that debated over how Glenn would be raised in the open country. Glenn even remembers to this very day, that he had witnessed his uncle holding down his wife at gun point, screaming, voice full of rage into her face that Glenn was 'too innocent' to receive 'corrupted education' when it came time for him to start going to school. In this case, when it DID come to school, the Minerva family had arranged for Glenn to be taught in a small school house, hand built by them. The school house was an awkward one, and almost foreshadowed the upcoming of Glenn's life from its beginning. Why? Glenn's school mates were only a collection of his several, almost identical looking cousins (due to his family members marrying and mating with one another, distorting the amount of diversity given).

When being taught in such a small enviornment, Glenn wanted to show his cousins that he could be warm and cheerful, and tried to make friends with them the best way he could. However, this wasn't the case. The Minerva cousins found that Glenn was entirely different from the rest of them, not only in appearance (Glenn was the only one who had silver hair, the cousins were all brunettes. The hair color change was due to his mother producing a gene that gave him the hybrid color), and also opposite in personality (Glenn was the only one out of the bunch that wasn't vengeful, pessimistic, and un naturally athetletic). Glenn, on the other hand was also a very bright young lad who had a mysterious ability to recognize the nature, and solutions to most problems within a small time from being introduced to them. The cousins despised Glenn for this, and shunned him out of any activities, and slowly began to harass him. There were even circumstances where the cousins became cruel to him, and made a habit of beating him regularly after the small school bell rang.

It was during these times, that Glenn decided that it would be wisest to develop a sort of 'shell' that hid his cheerful side from the rest of the world, in obvious fear that the gift would naturally isolate him. So, when growing into a young teenager, Glenn was still himself, yet only made it known to those who would prove to him that they wouldn't be of any harm. At age 14, Glenn decided to move off of his family's farm and place his mark in the world when he had the thought in mind. Leaving wasn't easy. When the family caught whiff that he was trying to sneak out on Christmas night and leave, the family became outraged, and fought skin to skin to prevent Glenn from leaving by any means necessary. They held him down, tied him up, threatened him by torturing his mother, ANYTHING that would possibly make him crack and remain within their conservative idealology. ''When sitting alone, barred by magical ropes and chains to a metal chair, Glenn's heart began to dry. Why was his family so insistant on having him stay? Wasn't it them who had wanted to treat him as the lowest creature since birth? Glenn stared upwards at each of his family members, in a quiet and un noticeable rage. His eyes began to darken, he felt veins crawl and sprout up on each side of his neck, and most importantly..his malice began to take flight. When Glenn had innocently blinked several seconds later, he was astonished to see that three of his family members were hanging by their bones to the ceiling, their bodies of skin collecting in disturbing heaps of blood on the barnyard floor.'''


After this event, Glenn decided that he was much too dangerous to be kept in captivity, and headed out to explore the world around him. Each year, he witnessed countless social uproars as town and kingdom people alike began to revolt against the cruel acts fed to their families. Time after time, Glenn had helped any family he came across the best he could, basically anything to feed the rage that was building inside of him in addition to the natural compassion he felt to protecting others similar to himself. When Glenn's rescuing and social participation became frequent, dukes and queens from the surrounding nations offered to pay him high wages in order to dispose their nations of any potential revolution that would cost them their thrones. In each of his travels, Glenn suffered a heavy debt in lacking the supplies needed to survive, and took every other job offered to him in order to give himself a stable living, regardless if it was an absolute paradox towards what he wanted to ACTUALLY be doing. Yet, one of these invitations however did not conceal a greeting from a corrupted Rose monarchy; It was a letter from the Lightning princess pleading for his assistance to revive the peace among the regions. (Glenn accepted it willingly, eventhough he paid a consequence of being bitten harshly by the owl that delivered it).


Glenn, 19 year old teenager, direct descendant from the Minerva blood line, and completely torn and slightly corrupt from his childhood as he might have been decided to do..at least a little good in the world, and renew the connection of peace and harmony that he expected to see when he first opened his eyes as a child.





Powers:


Manipulation-Ability to manipulate the energy he feels around him, and bring it to his own (not a major power, this just means that he can use the energy that he feels coming from people, and squeeze it into objects/useful tools, small portions of fighting tecniques, etc)

...more coming soon.


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Kimdracula : The Deftones​
 

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Name: Elysia Saint
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Appearance: Elysia is about 5'9, she has long curly hair that reach the bottom part of her neck, while she has a some bangs that are on the right side of her forehead. She usually wears long jeans and a button up shirt, her hair down with a couple of hair pins in it, while her glasses hangs from either the top of her head or the middle of her shirt. She has a two tatoos, one on her wrist that has a black rose on a dagger that states her loyalty to the kingdom, and another one on her wrist with wavy lines that represent water, since she is a aquarias. She has a couple of piercings on each of her ears. But on the back of her neck, she has a disfigured burn mark, some call it a scar.
Personality: Born to speak her mind, Elysia is very straight foward. She doesn't really care how people will take the truth, because the truth is what everyone needs, that's exactly what she thinks. She is very gentle to people, but at times when she needs to, she will stand up for what she belives is right and wrong. Even though some people think she is strong, Elysia has a dark side. She is always in pain, and no one ever knows, it has become a way of life to lie to others when it comes to herself.
Bio: Elysia was born in a small village between both the White and Black Rose Kingdoms. Her family was normal, two boys, one girl, and two parents. They were middle class, never poor. Her father was a farmer, while her mother made and sold bread to travelers and local people in the village. She grew up helping her father on the farm and helping her mother take care of her two younger brothers, Aiden and Tristan. Aiden was only a two years younger then Elysia, but Tristan was the baby, he was ten years younger then Elysia.

She remember when she was twenty-three, hearing the people in the village she had move to talk about the villages that were being raided by the Blaze Kingdom. Hearing that Elysia immediatly went back to her old home to search for her family. When she got there, the village was safe, but she knew it wouldn't be for long. Her home had seem the same, her brothers were both safe, but her parents were missing. When Elysia had asked her brothers what happened, they both said that their parents went to the market up the hill to sell, that was the last time the heard from them.

Elysia knew that her parents were dead when the Blaze Kingdom came to their village. She remembered holding Tristan in her arms, as Aiden sat beside her holding her tightly, as they sat in a carriage full of people watching their homes burn. Elysia couldn't remember the ride, or how she got to where she was. All she could remember was Tristan sobbing quietly in her arms while Aiden didn't say a word. Herself, closed in fear, wanted to scream, but couldn't find her voice. When they suddenly stopped the men started to line them up, picking out the boys, for something to do. Elysia tightly grabbed on to both Aiden and Tristan while they held her hands. As the men came further down to where her brothers were, they picked them pulling Tristan and Aiden away from her. She could remember Tristan crying and screaming saying save him, while Aiden cold pale face stared at her, fear in his eyes. Elysia cried out for them, but the men kept her back. When she tried to break free, one of the men took out something and stung her making her fall out.

She didn't know what happened, or how she got to the Black Rose Kingdom. She just remembered waking up crying and screaming for Aiden and Tristan to come back to her, but they didn't. For the longest she kept herself locked up, didn't know what to do or where to go. She didn't want to live if her brothers were dead, she didn't want to go on, because she knew she could have did more to protect them, she could have did more to keep them from feeling pain. She didn't really come to her senses until a couple of months later. People who were caring for her inside the kingdom, were afraid that she might die of sadness, cause her body were perfectly healthy. They talked about her brothers and the boys that were taken, saying that they were sent to work in the mine. With those words Elysia knew that her brothers couldn't be dead, but if she didn't act fast they would.

And with that goal set in her mind, she started to get better, and started to fight. Even though she was grateful to the Black Rose Kingdom for saving her, and she pledge her alligence to them, she knew that nothing and no one would stop her from getting her brothers back.

Powers: She is able to control water.

Theme song: Perfect- Flyleaf
 
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this is Sparta..?

Name: Fidchell

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Appearance: Fidchell is a mysterious floating sage.,appears as a small character dressed in a dark gray robe. He has the ability to hover when he moves and wields a gnarled wooden staff when forced into combat. Despite his rather dark appearance he nevertheless has a wise aura about him.


Personality: Fidchell is a Laissez fair type of Person, Though he's one to talk rather than to fight, he can hold his own in a battle making him one of the most well known players in the game. His level is quite high, so he is able to wander through the World without having to worry about attacks by enemies. Fidchell has a Strong sense of Justice and always knows when to jump into events that may no concern him, he also gives good advice to those who need it.

Bio:
Shunning the field broken by Wave. The shadowed boy whispers, "Surely, I will return." Alas, the truth unbeknownst. Awaiting him at journey's end; Eternal mourning for her land. Like a frenzied horse that is driven. An unseen wind of plague shrieks across the border. Pandemonium, wailing, and stench of carnage fills the air. There is no place to run. No hope of escape. Those who are mourned will never return. The hands of time cannot be turned back.



Powers: Fidchell's propecies of a dark future cause the light of hope to be lost in the land of the waves visits resigning to dispair and hopelessness, but Also has the power to Predict Light fortelling good Futures and such.Fidchell has the power to predict both "Light" and the "Dark Future" Fidchell states his Oracle first before each major elemental attack. The Oracle lowers all tolerances towards that certain element that it called forward.

Theme song: Senyaichiya Meaning "One Thousand and One Nights"
YouTube - .hack//LIMINALITY 02 Opening
 

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Gosh darnet it. -.- I have been getting really really bad headaches latley so much its driving me mad, so Im going to postpon until Thursday. >_> As much as I hate this I really do.

But I think I got some more people to join and it gives them time.

Its for the best. Plus some others should be back from Vacation!
 

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The Twins both stared down at each other. Both eyes narrowed, at one another. Both waiting for the next move in the so called "Life" Lightning just came back from a Challenge, and she was now home until after the war would die. It was now two months into it and she was already sick of it.

She had no Idea how much passion she hated Empire. All they wanted was more death, and more pain for the country's around her. They didn't care for what was in there path. No, they only cared about themselves.

Her brother was king now. Two years ago he was just a lonely street rat. But no he was the king of the Kingdom, he was older now, more quite. Less talking and more listing from his Advisers. It was his idea to Ask others for the outside help, which she thought was a good idea.

'They should arrive soon.'

Her brother knocked her out of her flashbacks with a "Checkmate" Her blue eyes looked down and damn it! He won another Chess Match. He was a perfect match for her, she only really played with her Father and her ladies in waiting, but he was more fun to play with. He made her think.

Before she could speak a short man with a long white Beard walked in. He was Lightnings old Tutor. A wonderful man with a good heart and a strong mind. He was going to leave and go home to the White Rose before the war, but he thought he should stay with the Black Rose.

"Your Highness, a meeting is summoned, and we need you." His yellow teeth smiled at them.

"Thank you Mr. Thompson." The king said softly. They both got up and headed for the door, Mr Thompson way a head of them, he may be old but he was fast.

Lightning decide to speak, "Hows Catalina? I'm worried for her." She said softly to her brother.

"Fine. Shes good. I spoke with her on the phone not to long ago." He looked a head and didn't tell why he spoke with her. His sister would fine soon enough why he called.

The rest of the walk was quite as they passed guards and the Servants who stopped and bowed at them. They turned at them and did the same thing or say hello. As the came to the main Concial room the door was opened. No one was there yet, so they decide to sit and wait.

The room was on of the biggest rooms they had. a long desk with telephones for people to speak from, High Tech computer cables for laptops to be plugged in. They both took the back seats where they where to be.

Mr. Thompson came running in, "I have set out the Message for everyone to come." He said breathlessly as he took his seat on the right side of Lightning.

"Thank you."

They waited for everyone to come.


OCC: Now open! I will post my temps soon for both my Chacters. z.z Everyone POST NOW!
 

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Jasmine looked over the letter a lieutenant had handed her. It spoke of princess Lightening bring a group together to fight against the Blaze Kingdom and stop the war. It was a foolish idea. The Blaze Kingdom knows everything thanks to her, bringing smugglers and officers form the Black Rose kingdom was way too easy to read their minds and know everything. This was how she came upon the letter from a smuggler. He was to pass it on to someone, but now it wouldn't reach who ever it was.

"Wha was this going to?!" she screamed at the smuggler kneeled before her. The man was crying from pain with two spears in his legs and begging for his life.

"I don't know...please let me go. I have a wife and kids!" the man barely got the words out of his mouth. Jasmine stood there for a second then got down to his eye level. Her eyes flashed from a dull green to a bright one and they moved around on his face almost as to read his expression, but Jasmine was doing more. Jasmine was reading his mind.

"You have no family so I don't care. I would have let you go for them, but you lied. I see you really don't know who the note was to go to." Jasmine stood up as her eyes went back to a duller, yet still striking green. "Kill him! Make it slow, adn when you are done place his body on a spike on the outskirts of our camp. I want these Black Rose Kingdom villages to know we don't stand smugglers, liars, or those against us."

Jasmine walked away as the man was dragged out screaming.

"Please!! I don't want to die!" the man screamed, sobbing with tears falling everywhere across his face. The large tent doors closed behind Jasmine as she left. She showed no emotion as she walked back to her tent, stopping at the front of it.

Jasmine spoke to her two guards, " Take a break I need to be alone."

The guards nodded, saluted and began to walk away. Once inside Jasmine let the sobbing and the tears come. She hated what she was doing, but she couldn't do anything about it, she had her orders and if she didn't follow them it was her neck. The king still didn't fully trust her, but knew she was stronger than the others, but Jasmine broke after the killing of a royale from the White Rose Kingdom...she put that thought out of her mind.

Jasmine then realized through tear filled eyes she was still holding the note from Princess Lightening...Was the princess's idea really that bad, but more importantly was Jasmine brace enough to try and help her.....?
 

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As expected, Fidchell was the first one to the meeting, He walked throught the large silver door into the large eligant room, he quickly walked up to the round table where everyone was seated, he quickly turned his head to get a good view of who was present and who was absent.

"Your Highness" He bows. "It seems just as yesterday i was watching you run around as a child and now you are on the throne, your parents would be proud as such a young and beatiful young lady has now taken the throne of our country, I Fortell a long and lasting peace"

He Quickly took a look at the large eligant pictures of thy late King and Queen, He sighed for the moment remembering what had taken place those years before, but quickly he was back to smiling"

He quickly took another look around the room.

"Seems we are still missing some people, well can't expect everyone to be early"

He took his seat at the far end of the table away from everyone else.
Fidchell may of looked happy and joyous, but there was something about him, something very odd about him.

Fidchell Quickly looked out the window at the Eligant city, they lived and prospered.

"It wasn't that long,when our city was war-torn,our crops being burned, and our people being slaughtered, I still can't believe it, It feels like nothing has happened in these last 50 years" He said to himself.

"What are your memories of our city and that war"? " I know many events were taking place in the palace during that time,so explain to use what happened during those years of war ?"
 
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The last of a familiar and cheerful voice's words subsided gently within the banks of the now moving, Glenn Minerva's mind. As soon as he finished reading the Lightning Monarch's invitation, and settling on a personal interpretation for himself that he must have obviously proven himself enough to the world in order to understand that he exists. In terms of the letter, Glenn reminded, slightly painfully how the maniac bird had given him a run in with its beak before both him and the creature took off for their destinations in opposite directions. That twilight, Glenn knew that departing off to wherever this lonely kingdom may be would be an interesting flight indeed. At the time, Glenn had been residing in the valley lying in between a frustrated group of mountain ranges. "I'd hope, Princess, that this invitation proves to be worth my arrival," he breathed into the winds, a slight reproachfully as he continued to dart in and out of sight without a sound.

During his journey, Glenn couldn't help picking up former memories casting in and out of his mind. Once repressed memories of his father, who he had been so unfortunate to murder in 'his' eyes a handful of years ago. Glenn's lips tightened as he saw the figure of Rowan Minerva walk calmly into his thoughts. "What's the problem, son? You've known since round' the time you were born that you can't do no magic round' these parts," the grunting, yet apologetic voice of his father advised to the 4 year old Glenn. "But I thought I was special, Daddy," the small boy began to bury his face in his crossed arms, crying silently to himself, managing to look up at his role-model father in a pierced disdain every other second. His father roared with laughter, a roar much similar to simply pronouncing that of his name. "Boy, are you shi**n' me? The only thing you're SPECIAL at is being a god damn cry baby in the family!," the man continued to point his finger out to his son, laughing insanely. Glenn continued to cry, that is until the final drops fell violently down the sides of his round cheeks, his eyes focused, empty, and puffy. "I'll s-show you, D-Daddy..."

Little did little Glenn know that in 10 or 11 whole years time, he would end up revealing his father's very same smile at him as he towered over his bloodless carcus, wrapping around itself on that same barn yard floor as well. In the present day mind, Glenn smiled cheerfully. "Told ya I'd show you sometime," he spoke, thinking back fondly to the pitiful state of his smaller self as he broke his sprint into an easy-going stride, overlooking the curious tops of trees in the mountains. "Hey boy! Ya lookin for somethin?" A new voice rang through each of his ears, eventually settling his eyes on the man that was their owner. As soon as his eyes adjusted to the landscape, Glenn's eyes widened in complete shock as he came face to face with a collar-less, yet hopefully trained Imperial Dragon of the Black Rose Kingdom.

The man spoke again, this time, a little more patiently. "Yea, you. You a kid from this territory?" The man, now identified to be one of the many of the lower, friendlier Dragon trainers asked, tilting his shaven head to the side, watching him slowly. "No. I'm not from this area. But I think it'd only be respectful if I were to ask if this is YOUR territory to be serving under?," Glenn shook his head, smiling faintly as he predicted that the trainer must have been taking his 'duties' around for a playful spin beyond the border of the kingdom, naturally ending up in the forest. The man returned a similar face, only wider and toothless. "God darn you kids! I swear ya'll are gettin smarter by the bunches each day! But enough with this small talk, where you headed stranger?" The man asked, as he swung his good leg atop the intimidating, yet sleepy looking Dragon. Glenn didn't bother to hesitate. "That we are. And I'm actually headed to Princess Lightning's audience quarters in the Black Rose, you wouldn't be headed there by any chance?"


Within an estimated time of a perfect hour, Glenn Minerva arrived by Dragon to Lightning's throne room set in the kingdom he aimed for. The Dragon roared in impatience as the toothless man fought to keep him steady. "Whoa there, Bucky!...you're welcome a bunch for your ride! Hope you'll stick around for a longer adventure next time!" The toothless man thanked greatfully as he sped off into the winds with his frustrated Dragon steid.


"It's an honor, my princess," Glenn spoke in the uttmost of respect as he approached the giver of his invitation.
 

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OOC: Sorry, short and somewhat crappy. I've got a lot to do today. Er tonight.

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A message was delivered into the gloved hands of a man. This mans head was currently enveloped in shadow, hidden from the light of the outdoors. The messenger who had delivered this message shifted nervously as the man read the letter, knowing that he had just delivered a message to one of the most powerful men in the Black Rose family. The powerful eyes seemed to pierce the letter from where they were hidden in shadow, and for a moment, the messenger feared that he might not escape the wrath of the Black Rose Family General. He was not particularly known for his hospitality... Yet soon enough, the man nodded, and the Messenger left quickly, breathing out a sigh of relief as he turned the corner, running hard. The man in question got up, his face still hidden in shadow as he reviewed the letter on more time, scanning it swiftly before slipping it into his breastpocket before turning to make his way around his desk and out the door... He was needed.

The doors of the meeting room swung open a few minutes later, and a pillar of power stood in its open maw. Like a great falcon among sparrows, the tall figure strode forward, each step intending to shake the earth with its power. He wore a military uniform, crisp and sharp, each breast side emblazoned with the crest of the Black Rose Family. He wore a dark brown belt around his waist, and his black hair was swept back and gelled, revealing the powerful, perfect face beneath it. However, what it had in perfection, it lacked in kindness. This was the face of a perfect warrior, of a loyal General, and a powerful commander. It was a face you would want by your side in battle, but not by your side at dinner. It was a face that radiated such prestige and power, one could not hide itself from its glory. It permeated the room as Allgemein Volkommen strode toward the Princess, and his seat. His highly muscular form seemed to ripple with energy beneath his seat, and one glance at his eyes could tell anybody in the room, that this man meant business. He pulled up a seat near Princess Lightning and sat down, addressing her quietly, yet firmly, ignoring all others in the room.

"I am here your Majesty. Let us begin..."
 

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Elysia sat on the edge of the hospitial bed, pulling down her sleeves and fixing her hair. The nurse stood in the corner watching her very carefully. Elysia couldn't understand what was up with the woman, and she didn't bother to ask, because for some reason, she had got the feeling that she wasn't welcomed in a Black Rose Hospitial even though she was very loyal to them.

"Elysia?"

Said the doctor coming in. He was a tall and frail man, his long white beard needed to be trimed, but no one seemed to tell him that. THe nurse quickly walked up to him and stood at his side holding her charts ever so dear to her chest. Was they that important for her to not let them out of her sights. The doctor caught a glimpse at the nurse and smiled softly at her, but then turned his attention back to Elysia, the patient woman who asked him to do a simple favor.

"I took some of your blood samples and tried to match them up with the young men they found in the mines, and I'm sorry to inform you that none of the men they found were your brothers."

Elysia started to breathe in heavly but didn't say a word. She rubbed her hair back and closed her eyes. The doctor didn't say a word, this was all to familiar to him. He touched her shoulder and rubbed it softly, this had seemed to be some kind of shock to the nurse, and when he saw her expression, he immidatly sent her out. When she was gone, tears started to escape from Elysia's eyes. She couldn't hold it in any longer, it had almost been two years and no sign of Aiden or Tristan.

"I understand your pain, I lost family too, but you can't give up, and plus you're really into the Black Rose Kingdom, maybe you can get the King to help you search for your brothers. Elysia, you have to give this a chance, you can't avoid it any longer, if you are really into finding Aiden and Tristan, you need more help then what you are getting now. Do you understand?"

Elysia nodded her head and burried it deep down. The doctor was basically telling her that it was time to ask the King was her brothers among the dead. She couldn't face that realization. There was so many people being save from the mines each day, they were out there, they had to be somewhere.

Walking out of the doctors office, she held the letter that she had recived from the kingdom tight in her hands as she made her way to the Black Rose Kingdom. She wondered what was happening, she had a thought that Blaze Kingdom was making a second uprising. She wasn't fully dressed for the ocassion to meet the Princess and King, but she figured that it was enough. She walked into the kingdom with her blue jean pants on and a blue jean jacket with a black undershirt. One of the knights stopped her. She sighed and pronoced her name so she could get in. She was made that even after almost two years, the gaurds still treated her like dirt. They were lucky that she was loyal to the King and Princess for saving their lives, or Elysia would have had a serious issue.

When she arrived in the room, she waited, not kneeling or bowing, but simply standing waiting for the two to enter the room.
 
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Lightning watched as one by one people arrived. Her brother seemed to be asleep but he was just waiting and most likely thinking. Fidchell was one of the first to walk in, making lightning smile. He had a kind heart and she was grateful for him.

He spoke to himself about the last war, and finally asked her. "What are your memories of our city and that war"? I know many events were taking place in the palace during that time,so explain to use what happened during those years of war ?"

"I only heard stories, but that one was far less bloody then this one." She spoke softly.

Next was one of the man she sent for not long ago, Glenn Minerva. He was a good lad with what seemed like a good Future. He bowed down and took a seat. Her blue eyes closed for a minute before the General walked in. His long strides could be heard all the way back to the Arctics. He was a very loyal friend to the Family and someone twins trusted. He was a firm man but she knew he had a heart under the coldness.

"I am here your Majesty. Let us begin..." The General spoke. Before she could speak another one walked.

Elysia. She was a girl with a dark past, someone who she felt sorry for. She was alone, and stubborn but a nice girl. She had a vow to look for her own brothers.

The King sighed.

"Since I see that two others are late we might as well begin with the meeting." His once cold blue eyes turned a nasty bloody red. The once Brown long boring desk became a full lighten map. A full map of the world the lived on. Versus eyes zoomed in on the three Kingdoms. White Rose had a "x" Meaning it was gone. Black Rose was in the middle of three Kingdoms, as Blaze Was on the top and White on the bottom.

She watched as the surrounding ocean was around them. Blaze was full on Ocean and Ground. There Air wasn't the best but it was workable.

Versus spoke, " As you can see we are surrounded, on the ground and water. We have no way of getting out instead of going up. Where Blaze is. So basically, we need to fight up. But good news. We can use Air. Dragons, Airplanes, anything we can come up with!" He looked around at each person.

"We just need to think outside the box." He moved his hand and a small ship by his hand floated towards Blaze. "That right there is Known as S.S. Latis. Its one of the most powerful boats we have. We need to use it, We need to attack from the East at Blaze" His hand moved to the left and cannons fired at the Blaze Kingdom. Most of the East side blazed with Fire. "The local town of Lush will be gone once we fire are Cannons. Blaze isn't paying any heed to the East."

"That's what we need." Before the King could spoke a Maid came busting in the room. She was almost in tears as she threw herself in Lightnings arms.

"Ash? Whats wrong? Why are you crying?" Lightning spoke softly and looked at her Lady in Waiting. Ash was a high women with a good taste and a good sense of humor.

"Its the Blaze Kingdom! The King was killed! The Princess is now in charge of the Kingdom and she has no idea whats going on!" Lightnings face became a pale white. "Versus, I'm going to go in the bottom of this, go a head with the meeting." Ash helped her up and dragged her out of the room to were the Messenger was at.

As Versus watched his sister walk out and the door closed her turned back to the meeting.

"Good Now I can speak with you all privately." He smiled. "I have decide to step down from the throne." He didn't wait for the Gasps, he just kept speaking. "Lightning is better at the throne then me. She has the mind, the heart and the years of under my late fathers Wing. We all know she can do this." Versus looked up at everyone. "I looked up with my wife and she agrees, We went past the books of Laws and it state "For if a King wishes to step down he may, but a Royal Blood must take over the Throne" Lightning can be that blood!"

"I will still be in the House but I must let her do it, we all know she can. I just need your Support and bring this to her. She wont do it, if she knows everyone wont give there Support."

He looked at everyone his blue eyes looking at them before going to the next person.

"Yes or No?"


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As the Court all watched Lighening rush out of the room,Fidchell couldn't help but feel bad for the kingdom that have just lost a leader and the princess that has lost a father, knowing how it feels to lose many loved ones and knowing how this war has taken its toll on everyone in the kingdoms, but Fidchell did not let this distract him, He knew in his heart, that this is the present and those events are the past,with Renewed confidence, Fidchell continued at the matter at hand.

" My lord, Throught its not my place to speak aganist your terms."
" I, Myself Must not let you make a decesion like this without putting up a fight..I must not such a young a powerful ruler to step down from the throrn in these times of war" He continued.

The King Chuckled.
"Young ruler?...Fidchell you spoil me...The Years have not been kind"
He Said as he looked at his aging skin, before grasping a tight fist.

"My lord, You look as young and powerful as those many years ago" Fidchell was on his feet now, he was not ready to lose this arguement, or the war.

"I must say, there is no one in this kingdom who knows how to run these High lands in these times of war and now with another kindgom's leader dead and the princess in distress, we need a strong ruler to unite these kingdoms and end this foolish war." Fidchell pleaded with the king.

"Fidchell...I know its in your best intrest, but my mind has been made up." Said the King as he put his head down in distress.
"But My lord-"
"Fidchell!..That is Enough!" Shouted the king

Fidchell knew that if he continued the arguement, he would risk distrubing the meeting
"Her Highness...I beg you to talk to him" He Said as he took his seat.
 
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