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[It figured that he would be in the middle of a conversation about Time Compression and then BAM he'd be swept up in it again. Which really sucked because as much as pirates were awesome, Dave and Jade were currently way more awesome and important and he kind of really wanted to keep talking to them.]

[Of course any complaint was immediately silence the moment he realized where he was.]

[The battlefield. Or at least, one of the castles on it. He could see from the large balcony he was standing on the familiar chessboarded landscapes. It took him a minute to wonder where exactly this was in his adventure, since he was pretty sure this was about reliving memories, but this particular castle didn't look familiar.

At least not until he looked into the sky just above him. This wasn't a memory, this is exactly what he was doing just before he went to Garden.]

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[Grell was happily catnapping before being so rudely awakened.

...why is this floor like a chessboard?!

Stands and dusts off her red pajama pants and blue shirt before spotting that weird kid from before.]

...you again. What is going on NOW? [Green eyes go to where John is looking and squeaks.] That's very much not normal!

Nope. [Oh hey its that girl from before. Marco's girlfriend. Did that mean Marco was going to be here too? Geez, so maybe he wasn't just sent home. They have to be here for a little while and get sent back.]

[He just hoped it would be soon. Because not even a few hours from now was the Scratch. Shit. If they were here that long he'd just have to make sure they were okay! That couldn't be too hard. Right.]

That ...is what you would call Grimdarkness. And this place is called the Battlefield. This is the world I came from.

Well, this is a new part of the New World.

[Stated so blandly. Not much fazes Marco really. And then he realizes what John said. Oh. That might make more sense. And he inches closer next to Grell.]

Grimdarkness?

Do you battle with chess moves?

[Shakes his head.]

It's the world where Prospit, which is the kingdom of light, and Derse, the kingdom of darkness, fight. I guess they kind of look like chess pieces, so there's that!

[He looks up again, some of the Grimdarkness was fading hm.]

Grimdark is basically a good word to describe creepy super-goth magic. I was trying to find my Dad, and thought maybe if I followed this stuff, he'd be near by since my friend told me he was in a castle with my other friend's mom.

Your Dad is missing?

[Suddenly on super sensitive high alert mode.] What kind of castle? I'll help look.

Yeah. He got kidnapped from my house earlier, but I guess he got away because Jade said he was having a tea party with Rose's mom, in some castle. I don't really know what kind because pretty much all these castles look the same.

So we can just explore this one! If he isn't here, then we can go find another.

[He grins over at Marco and starts walking, leaving the balcony and coming into a large, brightly colored room. There's a large statue of the Prospitian King and Queen. (http://i114.photobucket.com/albums/n276/s-teh-geekpimp/screenie-1.png) John doesn't pay this much attention and keeps walking, heading for the door on the other side of the room.

Once out of that room, he stops, finding the next room kind of weird and circular. (http://i114.photobucket.com/albums/n276/s-teh-geekpimp/screenie2.png)

Also there is someone very familiar (http://www.mspaintadventures.com/storyfiles/hs2/03640.gif) heading towards him. He grins despite all the surrounding grimdark aura and waves.]

Rose!

Edited 2011-05-10 23:36 (UTC)

[Taking in the giant statues curiously.]

Uh, dude she looks kind of pissed.

More missing parents. All of you really do attract one another. [It's a casual statement, not meant to be insensitive, but Grell could care less if someone thought so.

Everything looks...uneven. Surreal. It gave Grell the creeps. Sticks by Marco's side once he arrived, glad to have him there.]

What sort of battle going on, exactly?

Oi. [Growls quietly, blue flames coursing down in his arm in annoyance, not even thinking about the troubles that could cause and grabs Grell's hand a little tightly.] I know where my Pops is. It's just...

[Give him a break woman, he had to watch the man get murdered in front of him jeez.]

[Looks to the other, and nods in understanding.]

I know. [Ugh...Marco, why do you make her so weak?! Looks away.] Sorry.

[Tugs into a hug and just wraps his arms around her shoulders from behind and holds close.] Thank you.

[Grell now has a clingy phoenix on her. Though he's back to all human, no flames or anything.]

[That's okay, John doesn't take it as insensitive. Also he will make faces at you two back there.] Bluuuh.

[But now that Marco mentioned it. Rose did look kind of mad. What was up, he wondered. She approaches, that terrifying aura not really going away. She gives Marco and Grell a raised eyebrow and then looks at John.]

[John smiles regardless, because okay she looks mad and kind of scary but its still Rose and he has never met her face-to-face before.]

These are friends! [Pointing behind him to the others.]

Wow, I really didn't expect to see you here, Rose.

Heh... what? [Basically this (http://thewindything.livejournal.com/2027.html) conversation happens. After which John becomes a bit more worried because his Dad might be in trouble.]

[He tosses a look back at Marco and Grell before quickly following after Rose out another door.]

[She's all for phoenix love! ♥ Grins and hugs back before hearing some demonic tongue. Looks over to this Rose girl and...has the urge to exorcize her or something.]

Is she possessed?

[Hey! Where is he going?! DON'T LEAVE THEM BEHIND IN THIS CREEPY PLACE! Follows after with Marco in tow.]

[Goes back to just gripping Grell's hand and following along. RESCUING LOST PARENTS IS YAY. Also he's completely curious. Much as you guys didn't see the full-out crack that the New World is, this place just intrigues Marco rather than intimidates him.]

She's grimdark! She's possessed by the bloodeldritch tongues bluh bluh, something like that.

[John checks behind him to make sure they're still following. They go down a pretty retardedly long hallway which leads into a ....room (http://i114.photobucket.com/albums/n276/s-teh-geekpimp/screenie3.png) of blood and carnage. People who look like chess pieces yep.]

[A second conversation (http://thewindything.livejournal.com/2027.html) where John is trying very hard not to show how really nervous he is starting to get about all this. It had to be Jack. And if he was here, too, their parents were really in trouble!

Marco and Grell could be too.

He needed to hurry. He tried not to look at the carnage that littered the way out of that room and up the next several staircases and hallways. ]

[Goodness this hallway is long!

Grell is now the opposite of creeped out upon seeing bodies. It felt like home, really. Her pace slows as she looks over the body parts. Curious as to what, or who, did this.]

Does this mean we get to dance? [Not your typical ballroom dancing, of course] It looks like they did. [POUTS a bit, because she wants to have some fun, too!]

Do you have your scythe?

[Ambles along, as casually as ever.]

Always. [Such a silly question, Marco!]

[A scythe? This made John feel marginally better about the chance of them getting caught up in a fight. Still, he wanted to avoid it if he could. They had a plan for Jack, after all. And the guy was wicked strong enough with Bec's powers he'd probably wipe them all out.]

[Man how long are these stairs? He manages to babble like a doof to Rose just before they make it up to the top.]

[Of course what they find on this particular balcony speaks for itself, what with John going deathly silent.]

[There's a destroyed table, with scattered pieces of broken china littering the ground. Covering the wreckage of course, is the blood of the older looking couple laying dead with the kitchenware.

And standing not terribly far off is the culprit, (http://i114.photobucket.com/albums/n276/s-teh-geekpimp/screenie4.png) glowing nicely in a radiated bright green with enough bad vibes to make Rose look like a fucking kitten.

Meet Jack Noir.]

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Wow. And that guy makes Blackbeard look pretty. [Just straight into protective blue flames mode.]

My, he's unattractive. [Giggles before making her scythe appear] Ah~. He'll make a lovely dance partner.

[BZZZZZZ]

Ready~?

[John isn't saying much. But its pretty obvious from the way his hands are shaking that he is pissed. He reaches up and out of the blue, a card appears and jettisons the colorful warhammer that was printed on it. The card vanishes. Don't question the sylladex okay. It's a gaming abstract that makes no sense.]

[He catches the hammer and gets into his own ready stance, his arms and the weapon starting to glow bright blue. Rose is also ready, raising her magic needles.]

[ Pose as a team guys because shit just got real.]

[Marco's in full out destruction mode. Or at least as much as he can get being a phoenix. Which is still quite a lot for a primarily defensive creature.]

Let's do this, eh.

[Grell's going ahead of the pack, because THAT'S HOW SHE ROLLS. Charges in with a maniacal grin because she hasn't had much action since that GF fight almost a year ago. Definitely more clothed than last time, though. Once she gets close enough, she'll feint to the left before swinging her scythe in a horizontal semi-circle.]

[Jack seems pleased with the excuse to stab more things. Maybe this time it won't be as easy as these two here. Though, something seems to catch his eye.

It was that fucking windy kid. WHY DOESN'T THIS PUNK STAY DEAD.]

[Jack narrows his eyes in Grell's direction. You're next.

And then he's gone in a flicker. Did he vanish? No, he's just behind John.

Running a sword through his chest. John's eyes go wide in shock before Jack rips the blade back out.]

[Excuse Marco's OH SHIT reaction, that was like Grell-fast. Of course, he's dealt with men who move literally at the speed of light, but still.]

John?!

[HOLY SHIT. WHAT JUST HAPPENED?! Grell didn't expect anyone to move as fast as her. One moment, she went to slice at its wings, the next she was slicing air, and now John is getting stabbed through the chest.

She whips her head around to see the commotion behind her, green eyes widening.]

...oh god.

[She's not frightened at all, more like EXCITED. A sharp grin grows on her face at the prospect of a real challenge.]

Getting rid of the weak spot first? I applaud you.

[Jack again, narrows his eyes toward Grell. He raises his sword and in a flicker vanishes again, aiming for a similar execution he gave the windy kid.]

[Meanwhile, John stands there staring down at his chest as his shirt soaks in blood. Slowly he stumbled forward and hits the ground.]

Shit, shit! JOHN! [Tries to apply pressure and first aid shit and kind of panicking because he's not sure if this is a memory for John or not, but if he can't return to the Garden without John, THAT WOULD BE A PROBLEM.]

[That thing is coming straight for Grell--no wait, IT'S ALREADY HERE! ASLHFGJ She barely manages to flicker out of sight, but not without a slash to her arm. There's a noise of pain in the process before she's in front of Marco and John.

Ah, glorious crimson.]

...Marco...use a spell, damnit! [He's a bloody PHOENIX! Think about healing!]

YOU! You made me bleed~. I like you. But we seem to be playing different tunes. Making a lady have two left feet! That's not POLITE!

[What the rampant hell was this red person going on about. And what how did he miss. Did they just used space shenanigans? HNGG. We are going to try this shit again.]

[Meanwhile the creepy goth chick in the back has been flipping her shit over seeing one of her friends get stabbed. Have an explosion of black energy and she's going after Jack as well.]

[Jack flickers away from Rose, and goes for Grell again.]

[John is still much unresponsive and is kind of bleeding on everything.]

Kitten -- [Annoyed growl.] It's not working. Just keep that thing off my back!

[Normal un-magic first aid of trying to save him with bandages and such.]

[Once Jack comes at her, she focuses and--

BZZZZZZ

The scythe meant to cut through anything does so, but not after it pierces her thigh, as she tried to leap out the way. Grell shrieks in pain, but uses the time the blade goes through to hack it off. Stumbling and TRYING TO TAKE IN AIR. WHAT IS THIS?! GRELL DOESN'T EVEN BREATHE! and yanks it out.]

L-L-OOK WHAT YOU DID! These pants are RUINED!

[THAT'S NOT COOL, MAN! THESE PAJAMAS ARE COMFY! The broken blade clanks to the ground as Grell is limping to her full height. This reaper is not happy.]

[OH WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT DID YOU JUST BREAK MY SWORD YOU ARE SO GETTING --oh fuck dodging pursuing grimdark psychomage. Rose is going at him with her magic needles while he seemed to have been caught off guard.

HE FLICKERS OUT AND WILL JUST TRY AND STAB GRELL WITH HIS BROKEN SWORD HOW ABOUT THAT.]

[Bandages are good, but John is mostly dead by now. What little breathing he is doing is very shallow.]

[And Marco's watching all of this in almost slow-mo in his head, dragged out and instantly all the emotions are pressed aside for two calm(ish) thoughts prompting his decisions that are made in a split second. 1) Once again Marco is about to lose two more people he cares about if he doesn't stop it. And frankly, he's not down with this letting everyone fight their own battles while he's forced to stand aside and watch them die thing. 2) He's going to do what he wish he could have done with Ace or had been allowed to try with his father, because fuck revenge, this is about getting them out alive. So he carefully puts John on his shoulders, switches into a brilliant blue phoenix and grabs Grell so that he can fly the fuck out of there. God damn all the fucking brave and now dead heroes in his life.]

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