The Laboratory of the Third

Kashear: Don't feel bad... I still don't remember 99.9% of your clan either.

--Flashback--

I just worry.... her predictions are never wrong.... but I still trust you.... I know Darthblack does too.... *goes off into deep thought*

OOC: I switched the color cause indigo is kind of hard to see.

Well, i'd warn you of what some of my Elders say, but they didnt say anything. Except Janthor. But you cant ever understand him.

*Closes the book he was reading*

However, I do have bad news outside of clan business. Word is that the Army of the Covenenant doesnt like the way we worship our gods, and is coming to kill us. What do you say we should do, Kashear-kun?

*Kashear frowns at Henthor's statement*

It's none of their business on how we worship our gods, the Kaiser. *pauses then holds up a book for him to see* I recently found this in my dearly departed mother's study... *he hesitates* It's a book detailing on how to summon the Kaiser and on how to ascend to Kaiser status.

*thinks back to Henthor's statement on the Army of the Convenant*

I shall summon my cavalry and have them intercept the Army. Darthblack (Kashear's wife and the leader of the cavalry) should be able to win this charge and keep the cavalry's undefeated status and send a message to our enemies.

Ive got a better idea. Let some of my clan pretend to get defeated. Then, when the Army comes for your clan, your cavalry attacks them from behind. That is a Priests weakest point.

*Gets up*

Then, if we have to, ill unlesah the Oakranrs secret attack. Hopefully, we wont have to...

*nods his head*

I appologize but I must take my leave. *holds up the book* I'm trusting you with this... if the Preists ever get their hands on this we're all...

--Present--

Darth: Hang on!! Time out!!

Kashear: What... the... hell...

*Darth walks over to her whiskey cabinet and grabs some JD and comes back*

Darth: Sorry bout that... continue^^

*Kashear, Narya, Nenya, and Vilya all face palm themselves*

Henthor: *cough*Alcoholic*cough**cough*

--Flashback--

*The battle was short. As planned, a few Oakranr warriors were given a drug to make it look like they were losing. Then Darthblacks Cavalry killed the Priests. Only one was left to send a message to their headquarters.

*Henthor and Kashear are walking throught the battlefield finding anything salvagable*

Hmm, stupid Priests. They never carry anything good to steal. All I found was this gold dagger. Yeesh.

*Darth snorts indignantly but is hushed by the three brothers*

--Flashback--

*Kashear looks on in disdain at the Priest's and snarls*

Pathetic... and they expect to kill us?

*looks at the gold dagger and snorts*

Looks 2nd rate to me... if it's even that. I did find this however.

*holds up a scroll that reveals the Priests' plans to summon the Destroyer*

Seems we aren't the only ones who know of Mommy dearest.

*Looks at the dagger*

No use in fighting, but i can still sell it.

*Hears Kashear mention the scroll*

Hmm, how would high, noble, and holy Priests want to summon Mother Death#.

--Present--

Henthor: Now, the story begins to turn dark...



OOC: Since she is the ruler, the Oakranrs call her Mother Death, since she technically isnt their real mother.

*Kashear smiles sadly*

Because... she's their only hope of killing us.

--Still in the flashback but 2 months later--

*Kashear is seated in his study holding a piece of parchment in one hand, staring at a picture and with a glass of whiskey nearby. His grief is obvious*

*A messenger from the Oakranr clan arrives. However, the real messenger had been kidnapped and replaced by this soldier.

Kashear-sama, I am Phato of the Oakranr clan. My Master, Henthor-sama, requests a meeting with you on the evenong of the twelfth.

--Present--

Henthor: If youd have thought for a second, you would have been able to tell he wasnt an Oakranr.

*Kashear sneers at the messenger then downs his whiskey*

If your Master wishes to see me so bad tell him to come here. I'm in no mood to leave my capital... not after this... casulty...

*sneers again at the messenger than growls like the dragon he is*

Be gone!

*downs another shot of whiskey*

--Present--

Kashear: It made no difference... I was in no mood to talk to anybody that day. He's lucky I didn't kill him... I was in such grief I wouldn't have even moved if he tried to kill me then and there.

*Henthor is blasting off Shakahos all over the place*

Random Oakranr: Master, i think you should stop, you could hurt someone.

*Henthor shunpos and grabs the person by the collar and lifts him about 2 feet of the ground. Charges a Cero*

How would you like to be the first casualty at the hands of my Hollow?

*Henthor throws the person out of the clearing hes in*

I am going to get revenge on that ******* Kashear for what he did...

*Deep in the heart of the mountains where his capital resides servants and advisors were rushing around trying to calm the distraught Dragon King and Heir to the Throne as Head Death Kaiser*

I knew it!!

*throws a whiskey glass at a nearby wall, it smashes very close to a tapestry hanging on the wall of his late wife, Darthblack*

My leige. *a random servant runs up to Kashear* Please. What would Lady Darthblack say? You must stop this violence.

I'll tell you what she'd say!! She'd say, "Slay him where he stands, love, slay him where he stands." And I intend to do just that!!

*Barshnulea walks in but Kashear cuts her off*

Don't say a word. Is there any way to bring her back, Barshnulea? I'm begging you. *by this time Kashear is distraught*

No.... but you can avenge her.

*Kashear grabs all of his weapons, storms out of his study (with his servants, Barshnulea and his advisors behind him) and saddles his friesian war stallion, Shedie-na, and jumps in the saddle*

Where are you going! *one of his councillors states in anger*

To advenge my wife so I suggest you stay out of my way. If you don't.... I'll kill you like I'm going to kill that dishni Henthor!!

*takes off on his horse and rides down the mountains to begin leaving a trail of destruction in his wake that was so fierce it made any type of destroying his mother Kuroryuken do look like nothing*

~~ purple= barshnulea
~~ green= kashear
~~ pink= servant
~~ red= councillor

**dishni= a curse reserved for males
**deshna= a curse reserved for females (thought i'd clue you in^^)

*Henthor is storming out of the castle he had had built in case the Nakishima decided to have a siege. He gets to the entrance and sprouts dragon wings. He finds it kind of funny that he is using something his enemy taught him to do*

*Henthors son, Zho, runs up to his father*

Father, what are you doing?! I feel sadness for my brothers death, but why must we seek revenge?

*As Zho starts to cry, Henthor creates darknes to carry Zho up to his room*

*Whispers* You must live so our clan can also live...

*He flew off to fight a fight a part of him wished he didnt have to face...*

*Kashear comes riding in after his latest raid and was told that Henthor wished to challenge him. All of his children met him at the gates (fyi: he has 16 kids)*

Belland... I implore you... Please don't go! *his only daughter Darknessblade begs*

Hush... I'll be fine. Don't worry. *his voice is shaky as even he doubts he will make it out of this one alive. He looks to his sons*

I want you all to be strong, do you understand? *looks to Vilya* Vilya. I know Narya is heir but I want you to look after your brothers and sister, understand?

*Vilya nods* I understand.

*looks to Narya and hugs his youngest child out of all 16 of his children* Don't worry. Just know I and your mother loved you all even to the ends of the earth and beyond. Don't cry. For this isn't goodbye. This is hello to a far greater journey. *hands him a book* This was your mother's favorite book. I want you to pass it down to your descendants and their descendants. Until the end of the Nakishimas.

*Jumps onto the back of Shedie-na and rids off to face his destiny*

*thinks* I pray I do not have to summon her. But I will if I must. Good thing the moment that Henthor and I ceased being ally's that book caught itself on fire. *looks down and sees the sword Henthor gave him then looks up with his eyes steely with determination* It's time to end this!

*Henthor senses Kashear enter athe clearing he was sleeping in. Instantly, he telported to a tree*

Should try to ambush him? Or just attack? Gods above, dont make me have to use Grankon or destroyer...

*Decides to attack first*

*Jumps in front of Kashears horse and slashes at its legs*

*Henthor spims around and blocks the stab*

Good, my old friend...

*Henthor prepares to launch a Cero*

Youll be the first casualty at the hands of my hollows power instead...

*Blocks the slash. Grabs the Cero in his hand and crushes it*

i think I will use MY destroyer on you...

*Reaches out his hand*

All the Heavens will fall,
all of Hell will be my world.
Prepare to fight that which cannot lose,
That which will triumph...

I Summon you, the Destroyer Sword!

*Dark energy fomrs in his hand. A blood red blade about four feet long and two feet wide is gleaming in the light of the now setting sun*

This is the power of the Oakranr family...

*Kashear laughs uncontrollably*

You think that will kill me!? The son of the Destroyer herself!? And so I shall introduce you to the might of the Nakishima Clan, founded by Kuroryuken herself!!

The Destroyer of Heaven, Earth and Hell,
Ruler of the 3 kingdoms of Darkness,
Reign down your wrath upon the enemies of the Nakishima Clan!!

*the full moon in the sky then bleeds and turns blood red and the stars cease to shine as a woman of great beauty emerges out of nowhere and her blood red eyes turn and gaze at Henthor*

*Henthor looks at the bloody full moon*

Thanks, this OMG put it away! honestly whipping that out in public... gets more powerful the darker it is. Also, this OMG put it away! honestly whipping that out in public... is made of the essence of your mother.

*Henthor stares at the woman*

Great, now ive got two opponents...

*Shakes his head*

No... that isn't the essence of my mother..... that is my mother.

*the woman glares at Henthor then looks to Kashear*

Why have you summoned me, Kashear, my darling son. Surely not to destroy this whelp?

*He sonidos in, a small breeze follows him, as it makes contact with him, he shivers*
Wew...A little cold in here right?
*He didnt expect a reply as he saw that everyone was busy learning immense knowlage*
Ah...the time of dragons...I wish I had read up on it when I got the chance..
*he saunters over to the bookshelf and pulls out a random medical book, then flips it open and reads*