Thread: Do The Claws Make The Beast? (ThomasRHellsing & darkangel76)

Thomas sighed a bit, He isn't back, well he sort of is, but not really. Most demons, or gods, or an amalgam of them are reborn. But he refused to be weakened to that degree. When a demon comes back it loses it's edge. Far too often they forget about their mortality. He'd raised a daughter he could be proud of and knew she could handle the kingdom. He regretted dying, but he never feared anything, and death least of all. Tensing his fist, he felt his claws dig into his palm and blinked. Removing the claws, he wasn't surprised when the flesh healed. Taking a deep breath he said, The truth is he's as much me, as I m him. The ritual was designed to unlock the full potential of a soul. That means I've got him, I've also got a hundred other life times worth of knowledge and memories like taking water sugar, salt, and cinnamon and stirring them all up to the point that you can't tell where one begins and the other ends. I'm guessing since the demon who was trying to sacrifice me to unlock the potential of his soul was absorbed into mine, that your father got the biggest boot, I could have just as easily taken on any of the other bodies, or even remained in my own. Sighing he said, I'm sure part of the reason why I don't know everything is because even a demon mind can be over whelmed, he was what 4 thousand years old, plus a hundred their lives each at least 20 years, plus my own life. All of those together would cause most people's minds to shut down. Not to mention the physical changes. A demon energy would rip my human body apart, and your father's energy even more so. My boy was forced to evolve too rapidly even for demonic healing. Luckily as time passes my body will become use to the demonic energy, and should be able to handle more of it. Thomas seemed out of it as he said, I refuse to be him, but at the same part any idiot can smell the blood on both of you. And most of my information is wrong now, hell I don't even have a license to drive with my new body. Plus demon sills and reflexes, not to mention senses would make working at Wal-mart both much easier, and yet even more hellish. I can't wait to test myself, the idea of claws instead of finger nails surprised e. But they cleaved right through those bastard bat demons. Looking at his claws he said, It's a bit weird, they were my first kill and yet despite the fact I know I should be a bit shocked, I was raised as an American child in the 1990's and 2000's, I always held a philosophy you hurt me or mine and god had better have mercy because I won't. I wonder if me and your father just had that in common, or if he was influencing that in me. Thomas looked at the two of them saying, I don't suppose it would do either of us any goo to say I was just a reincarnation and didn't want any trouble huh? His enemies would still smell him on me and come out of the wood work, and your enemies would be worried I'd get in their way an come out me. Thomas blinked at the touch and shrugged, Sure, well I think so. Keep your wits about you, I can't guarantee all of the me's agree with me. Thomas raised his left hand, in seconds the sound of a TAZER filled the air. electricity arcing off o the claws. He willed his demonic energy to take a different form and soon his claws were glowing a dark forest green, that smelled like chemicals. Thrusting his hand the poison hit a vase of flowers, killing them instantly, also burning through the plastic vase they were in, soon rendering it and the fake flowers to nothing but boiling sludge. Smirking he said Oh yeah, I could get used to this.