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Thread: Hunted Hunters ( DudeGuy & Fancy Brat )

Anyone who came after him thinking that they would be facing just another weak demon was in for a rude awakening. Angir was a Demon Lord, a being much more powerful and capable of more destruction than any weak demon could ever hope to be. The sudden and vicious slaughter of the small valley village should have been more than enough to prove that. It was the challenge that he was sending out to the Demon Hunter's Guild. They would answer soon, and they would send some of their best. At the top tier of the Guild were mostly female fighters, a fact that human women were proud of. Soon enough, it would prove to be their downfall. The bodies of the dead had been gathered together and stacked up in the Mayor's Manse, and the Demon Lord was taking his time devouring them. Unlike many of the other demon's who came to Earth, he didn't find Human's to be exactly. . .appetizing. He ate them just because he could. It also gave him something to do while the Demon Hunter's took their time moving their feet. They were so slow that it was agonizing. The village looked pretty much the same as it did before, the homes were all standing, lights were on in some houses, the fountain was still spewing crystal clear water up into the air. The only real difference here was that the people were long gone, all seemingly replaced by crows. Their call could be heard all throughout the village. Angir loved their sound, their call sounding more like music to his ears than anything he heard before. Their song slowly quieted until becoming replaced by only silence. A hunter was approaching. It's about time, he said outloud to himself.
Thread: Hunted Hunters ( DudeGuy & Fancy Brat )

The young woman stepped past several bodies, sending the crows flying off in different directions as she passed, even though they'd come back later for their meal. She seemed unaffected by the view around her. It was not the first time that a large number of people had been slaughtered where she was called, but this certainly had the most casualties. She would occasionally look to each side of her, noticing all the blood spilled and smeared against the ground. The only thing that remained seemingly untouched was the large fountain, the water not having the littlest drop of blood. In this Guild she was part of, there weren't very many male hunters that were in high ranks such as herself. It was an odd little thing that had made women aware of them rather proud. Her blade continued to drag across the ground, and it could be seen that it would occasionally dig deep into the ground as she walked. Occasionally it would cut through a few rocks like paper. She mindlessly fiddled with a bullet in her left hand, spotting a large pile of bodies up ahead, those being the bodies of the villagers that had been slain. She didn't have to look much farther until she had spotted her target. Anyone could tell how much Angir towered over the girl, but she still stood confident and determined, letting out a soft yawn. Hmph. You've been a real pain in the ass to track. she muttered, crossing her arms over her chest. You're foolish to try and attack a village so close to the Guild.
Thread: Hunted Hunters ( DudeGuy & Fancy Brat )

Angir could only laugh. This human woman was so confident in herself and in the abilities of the guild that she served. The Demon Lord understood pride, and he understood how important the Hunter's Guild was to the general populous, but to stand before him so casually and so lax? That was merely foolishness. When his laughter finally died down, he leaned to his right in the chair and crossed his legs, the glow from the pattern in his eyes shining a bright red underneath the hood of his cloak. I could say the same about that Guild of yours. Even if you are at the top of the totem pole, to send merely one of you isn't near enough to stop me. Curse them woman, for they have sent you to your death, Angir replied. He waved his hand before him causing several points of light to appear. The traced what appeared at first to be an odd symbol in the air. With one final bright glow, the symbol flashed and in it's place was a long sword, a dai katana. The hilt of the weapon was as long as the handle of an axe, with the blade of the weapon being twice that length. Such weapons were usually used out in the open and were more than a hassle for humans. But for this demon? He could shred this manse in seconds with the blade in it's sheath only using a single hand. Don't blame me for the incompetence of you and your people. Y - no. . .that's enough with the words. Come at me girl, we'll settle this the old fashioned way, he said. Yet, he did not move. He remained seated in the chair, his eyes fixed on the Hunter. She would have to make the first move, and from there, he would judge exactly what he did with her.
Thread: Hunted Hunters ( DudeGuy & Fancy Brat )

Hmph. I don't take a target I know I can't kill. she muttered briefly, watching him carefully as he had brought up a strange symbol behind him. Of course, she didn't seem fazed at all by the little light show, however she stirred slightly as the symbol flashed, now revealing a large katana in its place. The size of the weapon was remarkable, and he could perhaps easily reach her from a safe distance. However, she wasn't intimidated in the least. In fact, a slight grin had come on her face. She let out a small sigh as she raised her weapon to point at him. She was more than ready for combat. Your weapon is impressive of course. Let's only hope that you can use it properly. She had expected him to rise and challenge her, though he was still sitting comfortably in his little throne. Too bad for him that he'd be unseated pretty soon. It seems they are merely giving themselves up now. Without him having to ask twice, she had quickly darted for him at blinding speed. This little mouse could prove to be a handle for larger opponents such as him. She kept an eye on his weapon as she quickly closed distance between them, lunging at him as she sent a horizontal slash as his chest, one hand gently grabbing the shotgun on her back...
Thread: Hunted Hunters ( DudeGuy & Fancy Brat )

The cut from the katana didn't even phase him. At most, it cause his skin to itch. He follow up attack would be a blast from her shot gun - that one would hurt quite a bit more. He quickly moved his weapon, still in it's sheath, and placed it against the bottom of her hand. Even if it didn't stop her from pulling her gun, it would do a couple of things. Most importantly, it would disrupt the timing of her drawing the gun and aiming it at him. Secondly, it would make aiming at him difficult. More so than it normally would anyway. Impressive speed, and strength for a human woman. Please, show me more - show me that power that sent so many of my comrades to their death. Show me what you are truly capable of, he said, his voice was oddly calm, low and seductive like a purr. In his mind, the Demon Lord was wondering if this girl was really as powerful as he had come to believe. Could she live up to his expectations? Could she even force him to draw his sword? If she could even do that much, he would be impressed.
Thread: Hunted Hunters ( DudeGuy & Fancy Brat )

Her brow twitched slightly as she noticed her blade not quite doing as much damage as she would have liked. He didn't even seem to flinch from it, and it seemed he was willingly letting her attack him. She felt the sheath under her hand, now in an awkward position if she wanted to pull out her shotgun, though she quickly removed her hand, instead wrapping it around the sheath and flipping back over it. In this time, she had quickly moved her sword back into the spot on her belt, while quickly moving that hand to grab the shotgun on her back with ease. It showed just how physically strong she was, since she was able to hold it effortlessly with one hand. She skillfully planted it under the sheath, pointed straight for his neck. How's this then? She pulled the trigger now, almost flying back as it fired, but she still held onto the sheath.
Thread: Hunted Hunters ( DudeGuy & Fancy Brat )

Her display of strength and agility was, to say the least, impressive. She managed to maneuver her way around the sheath of his weapon and place herself in a highly advantageous position. He wasn't expecting such a feat. I made a smile form on his face. She wouldn't see that until after the bullets from her gun tore into his flesh and caused him to jump back, a short distance. The seat moved with him, his hand sliding all the way down to the end of the hilt of his weapon. Please, show me more of your skill. I want to see the very best you can do, he said. He raised his hand and wiped away the blood that was flowing out of his mouth. There were several holes in his cloak now, and blood flowed out of those holes. Yet, he seemed to be unphased by the wounds. Come girl, your opponent is a Demon Lord, not some low level cur. Fight me like your life depends on it, because your life does depend on it.
Thread: Hunted Hunters ( DudeGuy & Fancy Brat )

The young hunter watched her opponent carefully, quite satisfied with the result, though she was confused as to why he seemed unaffected. It didn't matter if he was a Demon Lord as he had said. Just having a few holes in your body was enough to make anyone cry out in pain. Your act of playing tough bugs me. I want to hear you crying out in anguish. She placed the shotgun back in his carrier on her back as she gripped her blade tightly in her hands. He still wasn't pulling out his weapon. It seemed he was testing her ability, at the cost of his body of course. I suggest that you actually fight, since your life depends on it. She rushed at him again, taking a different approach as she went low to slash at his knees, following up with a quick thrust to his side.
Thread: Hunted Hunters ( DudeGuy & Fancy Brat )

You humans understand not, he said, taking a quick step back to dodge the blow to his knees. The second blow, a thrust, was unexpected. It punctured his side biting through him like the fang of a beast through flesh. The only things you have been fighting up until now were the weakest of weak. They haven't even the strength to survive in their own world, that's why they come here to yours. Even here, they are too weak to survive. They are easily torn apart by your blades, your bullets. . .even your bare hands. That is nothing special, nothing special at all. Shall I show you the difference between myself and those pathetic things you are so used to fighting? The Demon Lord swung his weapon around, crashing through the walls of the manse tearing apart the wood that made up the walls, the doors, even the furniture. He took great care not to hit her, as he was afraid he would end her life much too soon. Finally, he rose to his feet, his hand, wrapping around her own and pulling her in closer to himself, forcing the blade to bite into him even more. You must have more tricks up your sleeve Hunter. . .use them, use all of them, tear me apart. . .just like you did before, he whispered into her ear. He had come across her before, like he had come across many hunters, masquerading as being a weaker demon. In many fights, he was torn apart by these hunters. They must not have spoke much of their prey amongst one another. If they had, they would know that this same demon kept popping up all around the country, dying over and over again. The hunters knew him as Angir, but that was not his true name. Don't you remember? You stabbed me. . .through the heart, through the lungs, you slit my throat, cut my face, you blasted me in the head with that gun of yours. Again and again. Oh. . .silly me, I've been hiding my face from you all this time. He slowly peeled back his hood revealing his face to her for the very first time. His eyes were a glowing shade of copper, with a tint of a reddish glow, his jet black hair could only be described as a mess and his skin a light shade of tan in tone.
Thread: Spiraling Downwards {Tyr and Lovely}

Izzy took in a deep breath as the door opened, ready to say something to the person letting them in. It wasn't until Billy spoke to Johnny that Izzy realized there was someone behind them, apparently an important person to the party itself. Must be the dealer, Izzy mumbled as Johnny moved around her and Jackie to go inside. Izzy looked to her right, and saw Jackie was nervous as hell. Rolling her eyes, she linked her arm in Jackie's and led them into the house. The music was loud on the outside, inside the music was deafening almost, and mixed in with the yelling and shouting as people threw back drinks and God knows what else - it was definitely a party. Suh-weeeeet! Izzy mused, unlinking her arm from Jackie's and practically bouncing towards the nearest surface with red plastic cups. Snatching up one, Izzy took a long swig and let out a sigh as she nestled herself against the wall, surveying the party. There were a couple of bongs and pipes out across the room, and the sweet smell of good 'ole maryjane crept up her nose, increasing her mild high just enough. Izzy never toked anything someone else brought, and she wasn't too keen on sharing her own stash that was shoved deep in her jeans pocket, hidden beneath her skirt. Aw, shit. Where's Jackie? It seemed to finally hit Izzy that she'd completely abandoned her friend. Sighing, she downed the rest of the beer in the plastic cup, grabbed another, and started through the hazy crowd. Jaaaaaack! She called out, a giggle escaping her, she didn't know but a couple of other people here, both of which she wasn't exactly on the best of terms with. So to her, the scenario she was currently in was like a movie scene, and thanks to her high, and upcoming buzz - damn being a lightweight - everything was in slow motion. Like a play-by-play. Sweet man. Izzy murmured to herself as she ran her teal fingernails across the wall, peeking into room after room trying to find Jackie. Jackie, seriously dude. I'm stoned, buzzed, and honestly I don't feel like playing hide and seek right now.
Thread: Spiraling Downwards {Tyr and Lovely}

The small office was as Billy described at the end of the hallway. Even as he made his way there, several people were following him. There were unwritten rules of etiquette that prescribed what happened, and kept everyone safe. Everybody body entered individually, and did it with few eyes watching. The door knocks almost immediately and the first guy, looking like some jock steps in, he was wearing his letter jacket. A few quick words and a hand pass occurred and money and goods were exchanged. Johnny takes a sip at the cup, barely putting it down when the second knock on the door occurred. The process again just goes quickly as goods and green are exchanged. This time to a fat little thing that was pushing against the seams of her outfit, her bosom barely contained by her thin top. Johnny just smiles and says little as they make the exchange her request was for ecstasy his of course for money. The third and fourth come quick, as Johnny deals with the initial rush of goods, that was common at a party, having sold some dope, ecstasy, shrooms, and coke. The party was definitely shaping up to be a good night. Finally with a break he leans against the desk, taking a sip from the cup of his beer, when he the door opens again. This times a sweat little number steps in, mumbling something about a Jackie. Come on in girl, Im not Jackie, Im Johnny. And what is your pleasure. He just assumed she was the next person in line and was looking for shit. Johnny realizing the girl was the same one at the front door just a little while ago. Now he had the opportunity to see her from the front, and he wasnt disappointed. He black shirt clung to her feminine frame, and nicely accentuated her body. The skirt looked good, and the legs were toned, which gave her a naturally sexy look. Johnnys eyes take a moment to enjoy the view, while the girl makes her request.
Thread: Spiraling Downwards {Tyr and Lovely}

Izzy was still as she half-stumbled into the room. Looking around her, her gaze finally settled on Johnny and she gave a laugh. Oh, honey I'm not here to buy smack from ya. I'm looking for my friend Jackie. She's not one to party, and I kinda-sorta abandoned her to snatch a couple of beers... Yeah.. Izzy's form swayed a bit as she finished what was left of her second cup of beer, then she crushed the cup in her hand before tossing it off towards the left onto the floor. Eh, it wasn't her house, she didn't have to clean it up. Idiot shouldn't have been throwing a huge party where a mess could happen. Izzy smirked at this thought, then turned her attention back to this Johnny fellow. Anyways, I'm going to go try and find my girl, kay? Thanks for, yanno, being open to selling to me or whatever. I'm already a little blown and buzzed already, don't need any more. With another giggle, she turned on her heel, and gave a half-wave over her shoulder as she moved towards the door, having a bit of trouble with working the doorknob, apparently. Sorry, awkwardly short PoS post. . I didn't want to just make her up and leave the room or anything. Give him a shot to reel her in, I guess. o
Thread: Spiraling Downwards {Tyr and Lovely}

Johnny watches the girl as she stumbles in, explaining her reason for intruding. The girl was obviously feeling no pain, and was already riding high, which amused him. She was just the type of girl that he found most attractive, a young sexy girl. Add to that her obvious comfort in discussing drugs means she wasnt nave or inclined to immediately run away. Some girls, as soon as they knew you were a dealer, treated you like shit, even though they wanted shit, especially the rich bitches. A few more words come out of the cute thing as she finishes her beer, and tosses the cup and ask about potential business. A cute young girl wanting drugs, now that was his favorite kind of customer. Sure girl, Im always available to help a girl in need. The words meant to answer her inquiry on buying as well as her current issue with the doorknob. Johnny steps forward to leans past her to assist with the problematic door, his body brushing against her. His hand reaches out to cup hers and open the door. Im Johnny and if you need anything you just come back, I always like helping a beautiful girl like you. And if you want to help a nice guy like me out, I could use another beer, if you happen back this way. He gives her his patented smile, meant to show sincerity. Though in the back of his mind the thoughts were quite illicit.
Thread: Spiraling Downwards {Tyr and Lovely}

The girl was quickly gone, and almost forgotten as a steady stream of customers entered and left the little office. Johnny plied his trade, a small packet, or a few pills for a wad of cash. Some people wanted to chat, or worst of all tell him why one things was better than another, like he cared. Still he smiled and was congenial so that the business continued with out interruption. Between people, hed finished the beer, and left it sitting of the desk. One big fat girl with braces offered to give him a blowjob for some weed, but he declined the unwanted opportunity. After the last of the customers came Johnny was going to get another beer, and see what action he might find. Maybe he would find out what happened to that sweat little thing. When he hears a knock at the door. It was the usual format, so he steps up to the door and opens it, to let the next customer in. Surprisingly it was the stumbling girl with the buzz that had come earlier looking for a friend. Hey youre back. Great! Johnny could see the two beers in hand, so he holds the door open in a gracious fashion, and with a large sweep of his hand indicates for her to enter. As soon as she was through he was going to lock the door, as he usually did so they wouldnt be interrupted. And you brought me a beer, cool. With a mischievous smile he follows her, again taking time to watch the natural curves hidden beneath the skirt. Getting a little of that wouldnt bother him in the least. The desk of course comes to mind. So what do I owe for the honor of the visit and gift. He says as hes ready to relieve her of the extra red cup.
Thread: Spiraling Downwards {Tyr and Lovely}

Mhm, sure did, here ya go. She spoke as she handed it over to him, finally able to take a decent drag off of her own cigarette. Izzy let out a soft sigh as she exhaled, then turned to face Johnny. So, you're just a party-hopping dealer? Izzy gave a sly smile, and propped herself up in a chair in the office. She pulled her knees upwards towards her chest, and set her cup of beer on the floor. She wasn't really feeling the need to drink it, it was tasting a little off anyways. Whatever kind it was it wasn't mixing well with her cig. I've been to a lot of parties here in town, but this is the first time I've met you, are you new to town or did you just hide out? Taking another drag off her cigarette, she flicked the ashes into her half-gone beer, and turned her attention back to Johnny. She wasn't trying to pry into his personal life or anything, she was actually quite curious as to where he'd suddenly popped out from. She hadn't been lying when she said she'd been to countless parties he never made an appearance at. Well, not one she'd noticed anyways. Oh, the name's Izzy, by the way. Just sorta dawned on me that I have yet to introduce myself. She held out her right hand, her cigarette between her lips now. She'd never been one to smoke with her left hand. I'm seventeen, so don't go running to someone about me smokin', kay? She gave him a wink, giggling softly at her own joke. He was probably the last person to go running to someone about her smoking cigarettes, she couldn't imagine how many illegal drugs he was carrying.
Thread: Spiraling Downwards {Tyr and Lovely}

The young girl had an almost impish nature about her as she came to reside in the leather chair. His eyes follow her as she curls up in the chair, to discuss his profession, something he wasnt totally comfortable to do. What a guy shouldnt enjoy a good party? So he evades any direct answers, and just talks around the subject only alluding to his choice of career. While watching her delicate lips wrap around the cigarette, he smiles as more lurid thoughts for those same lips fill his mind. He disguises his thoughts by taking a sip of the beer the girl had brought with her. To put her at easy he just smiles and laughs when she inquires about them having never met before. Maybe youve been to wrong parties? He jokes back, as she digs for some information, that he really had no intention of directly answering. Though he enjoyed her style and chutzpa, he wasnt going to put himself at risk, even for some young pussy. So when she introduces herself, he breaks into a devilish smile, and leans over and shakes her hand. Im Johnny. Letting go of her hand, he couldnt help but enjoy her youth and boldness. I wont tell anyone if you keep my secret too, promise? He winks back, enjoying the banter as they get to know each other better. Taking another sip of the beer, he wonders how he could get into her pants. That she was underage, never concerned him in the slightest, as he continues to joke with her. The conversation continues to come easily. So whats a good girl like you doing back here with a bad guy like me? Though theyd shaken hands hed only withdrawn a little, staying close to her as they talked. Turning and finishing the beer he just sets the empty cup down on the edge of the desk, and turns back to the girl.