Open Finished The Seventh Hero

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Sark walked a decently busy street in broad daylight. He walked, likely his hand intertwined, with Shul. Of course Shul was also walk Angel. Sark figured it would be fun to go out together. He considered going in his human form but... he felt like that would be a bad idea. Simply put, he had a bad gut feeling. So he was walking on his normal form.

He was laughing, being around Shul caused that. Must have been half way through a loud laugh when he very suddenly stopped. He went dead quiet stood in his tracks. This... Presence. He gripped Shul’s hand incredibly tight. This aura, it couldn’t be... he had encountered auras similar but this wasn’t just any aura. This was a Terran aura, and only gods had an aura. This one specifically... it wasn’t as strong, but it was Destruction’s aura.

Sark let go of Shul’s hand and quickly turned around while stepping between where this aura was coming from and Shul. He couldn’t watch another person he loved die at his hands. But Sark then stared, shocked.
He had been expecting a stranger, who would attack him. He expected Destruction’s true form. He expected anything, but not this.

In front of Sark stood a man. He was around average height, and an average build. He looked nothing remarkable, with messy black hair and grey eyes. His left arm was stretched out, clenched in a fist, like he had just attempted to punch someone but was suddenly teleported. His eyes were narrowed for only a couple seconds before they widened. He lowered his arms and his body relaxed. He took in a deep breath, then released. “How long has it been?” He spoke out loud. It was the same voice that spoke with some hint of arrogance.

Before Sark stood Auris Hilliar. A very old friend, and rival, of his. Auris stretched his arms, then looked around. It wasn’t difficult to spot Sark, and he recognised Sark prettt easily. “Oh, Hey Sark. So the rumour that you got revived was true? Huh. Shame what happened to B though.” He spoke so casually, so carelessly all the while he looked around his surroundings with suspicion.

Sark had already been working it out in his head, but Auris confirmed it. This was Sarkms Auris. Auris was supposed to be human, he was supposed to be dead for 300 years. But he was alive. He had always been alive all the time. This was why they could never find the seventh hero. Auris knee what was happening, and chose to do nothing.
On top of that, there was his aura. Only Terran gods had this aura. It was so similar to one of the fragments... Sark could guess Auris had his soul merge with a god. A god that was related to the god that had killed all of Sark’s friends, drove his brother insane, and killed Sark himself.

Auris knew it was coming. Sark did a half crouch before he started running. Auris recognised that as his startup for speed. To any passerby, Sark looked like he was running at Auris to hug him. But those watching, like Auris and Shul, knew he was going to tackle him. As Sark got close, in barely a blink of an eye, he changed his tactic to punch Auris right in the jaw.

Sark went for Auris first, but he didn’t land the first hit. Auris grabbed Sark’s helmet, his head, and slammed down into the ground. The dark grey metal of his robotic arm clearly visible. The concrete was cracked and dented, and Auris firmly kept his hand pushing Sark into the ground. “Sark, Sark, Sark. Just because you were higher rank than me, doesn’t mean you’ll always beat me with the exact same trick.” Auris spoke casually, like he hadn’t just slammed an incredibly fast robot right into concrete. “I can’t belirve you can’t get it into your thick helmet that the mercenary rankings were never an accurate gauge of strength.” Sark clearly struggled beneath his hand. “I’m gonna ask you take a nap now, buddy.”

Auris stood up, still holding Sark by the head. Then with little effort he threw Sark at the nearest building. Sark smashed through the wall, now laying in rubble.

Auris sighed, then grinned. “Now who are the other bastards that betrayed me.” He had a wild look in his eyes.


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OOC: Alright, Alright, Alright. He’s finally here. Now, this thread will have no posting order, just post whenever you want. It’s on a pretty busy street, so it’s easy to say why your character is there.
Auris is in a bad mood and is pretty much attacking anyone he thinks is sus. Now obviously I know people won’t want to have their character get decked. So here’s how we’re gonna do it. When you do your first post, make sure you @ me and out in an OOC comment saying either ‘Punch me right in the face’ or ‘Just here for the show’. Or, you know, just say ‘Fight’ or ‘Bystander’ if you’re boring like that. If you’re a bystander, you can have your character watch, interact with other characters, call emergency services, or help people.
For the sake of my sanity, I’m only gonna focus on one main fight. @Kada has the honour of this main fight. Auris will be taking shots at people, of course. Personally I’m completely fine with characters offering support to Dalia in the fight, but that’s ultimately Kada’s call.
Now the point of Auris attacking people first is that any fighting from the other person would be self defence. Keep in mind, if your character decides to attack Auris first, then I can’t guarantee what punishment they’re gonna get.
Any character is allowed here, but would prefer that if you wanna play a police character to hold them off for just a bit to let this happen. The incident will end when Auris gets arrested.
I would prefer for @EmiRose to respond to this first, but if you’ve got a response up and ready then go ahead!
 

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Angel was pretty good in the leash, she didn't pull or go after other dogs or people so Shul could easily hold Sark's hand while walking their dog along the busy street. It had been a nice idea to go on a walk, since Shul was keeping busy with his scout training, and he and Sark were making each other laugh like always. Yes, this was nice.

Suddenly, while in the middle of one of his loud laughs, Sark halted, pulling Shul and Angel into a stop as well. Shul turned to look at Sark with confusion, and grimaced ever so slightly as Sark squeezed his hand too tightly.
"Sark? Sark, that hurts. What is it?"
Shul asked with confusion and concern, and Angel went to Sark and sniffed him with feelings similar to Shul's. But Sark was too distracted to answer, Shul could tell.
Before Shul could pull his hand free Sark let it go and changed his position. Shul frowned a bit and looked past Sark, towards the direction he was facing. He saw a man, a man without any big significant features, in a strange position, like he was about to attack someone. There was...something about him, and Shul looked at Sark, standing between them. If Sark felt the urge to protect Shul from the man he must've felt it too.

The man seemed confused for a moment, raising his voice in a question, but no one wasn't paying much attention to him yet. This was Manta Carlos, people suddenly appeared in the middle of the street all the time. But he had Shul's attention, and soon the man turned and saw them. Or, well, saw Sark, and spoke to him about things Sark's normal acquaintances probably wouldn't know about. Shul frowned a bit, and stepped closer to touch Sark's back. Angel, who was usually calm and sweet, was looking at the man intensely.
"Sark? Who is this?"
But again, before Sark could've answered he crouched down and Shul stepped back a bit, he recognized that position. And Shul barely had time to say "Sark, sto-!" when Sark launched towards the man, going for a tackle. Shul was worried for the man, Sark was incredibly fast and few could dodge him if they were surprised.
But it wasn't the man who'd hit the ground.

The moment Sark shot off Angel started growling and pulling on her leash, and Shul held her back as he considered going between whatever was about to happen. His brains were working at a lightning fast pace, but were slowed down by his confusion and surprise and worry. And all that worry exploded and was accompanied by anger, when Sark got grabbed and slammed to the ground, so the pavement cracked. Shul let out a yell of shock and he glared at the man doing this to his loved one.
"Unhand him! Now!"
Shul yelled, and from his chest rose a low dragon growl. He didn't really care that Sark had attacked first, the man was clearly strong and Sark had probably known that too. Slamming him down so hard was unnecessary and dangerous.
Now passerbys were looking at the situation, watching the situation unfold. Angel was barking and growling and pulling on the leash, wanting to run and help his master.

"I said unhand him!"
Shul yelled again, and his arms and legs started to shift into those of a dragon, with big black claws, large muscles and soft white fur. His recently learned partial shifting. But Shul couldn't exactly rush at the man, he was holding back Angel, and Shul was sure that he would never forgive himself if both Sark and Angel got hurt. And Sark would never forgive himself if Angel or Shul got hurt.
As Shul had yelled, the man unhanded Sark, but by throwing him into a nearby wall. Shul knew Sark was tough, but nevertheless he and Angel were by Sark's side in a second, clearing the rubble from on top of him. Angel sniffed and whined by Sark and licked him, and Shul checked for any malfunctions or serious damage. And then he turned to glare daggers at the man, and anyone would be able to tell Shul was furious. It was rare from this gentle fluffball of a dragon. He growled again, his arms and legs still shifted, and turned to face the man.
"Who are you?!"
 
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Dalia and Malara were out in the town for the day, spending time together because frankly the two of them felt like they hadn't spent quality time together in a while. Malara seemed to be more busy with work lately and Dalia was dealing with her own issues. So they'd had a long, telepathic conversation and decided to go out for a day trip around the city.

Both of them felt the change in the air, their combat awareness sending a small shiver up their spine as a man appeared in the street. They both turned to see Sark run at the kid with the black hair. They weren't watching it in slow motion, but they both saw the metal hand grab Sark by his helmet and slam him into the ground. People stopped and stared, someone shouted, and a few people reactively activated some powers or another. Ready to defend themselves but not willing to go on the offensive.

Malara pulled her mace out of her bag, lengthening the handle considerably and leaning on it like a staff. She had no intention of dealing with this. It would be a decent show, at least. Dalia on the other hand, looked her mother in the eye, set her jaw, and moved forward. Malara shook her head, laughing. There was no stopping that girl. Dalia didn't know this guy in the motorcycle helemt. She'd met him vaguely before, but she didn't really know him. But he was part of her community and this scraggly jackass had hurt him.

"Hey asshole!" Dalia was as eloquent as her mother as she approached, still in her human shape charm and so not sporting her forehead jewels or her extra pairs of arms and looked, more or less human in appearance. But the white flames that ignited in her hair and traveled down her arms signaled that this was not the case.

"Back down or get put down!" Dalia shouted above the crowd, the bottoms of her feet crackling with electricity. Malara snorted, stifling a laugh and mentally projecting encouragement to her daughter.

(( @WuffyWuff fight me, bish ))
 

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"And what did he say about you having to leave suddenly?" Zora asked her aunt curiously while digging in her purse for her wallet, not paying much attention to what was in front of her as the two women rounded the street corner.

"Nothing, what could he say really?" Celeste said, stopping dead in her tracks and reaching out to grab her niece suddenly.

"Wha-?" Zora said looking at her aunt, confused at first as to why Celeste had grabbed her like she had.

"Look..." Celeste said in a hushed whisper as she grabbed Zora and pulled her off to the side of the street just as a young blond haired woman went flying by.

"Is that...?" Zora asked, startled slightly as her gaze followed the girl up the street.

"Yes, it is..look, and over there," Celeste gestured in wide-eyed semi-stunned awe as two men were fighting and a young man with bluish hair was yelling at them.

"Oh my..." Zora remarked in awe as the two women watched the spectacle unfold.


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Sark was out of commission, for now. Auris didn’t doubt he probably would get up and go for him again. But that wasn’t his concern right now. He looked over at the guy with Sark. Blue hair? Must be dye or something. What was interesting was the scales. Almost reminded him of the half-dragons, but he knew they weren’t the same. “You told me to unhand him.” He smirked with a shrug. Auris was wary though. The last he could remember was some people trying to restrain him somehow. What concerned him was that they were succeeding. They definitely managed to get him unconscious.

Something felt wrong. He stretched his hands repeatedly, trying to figure it out. Oh well, he had to teach these people a lesson first. He looked at the blue haired man with boredom. “You must be some kind of half-dragon. My recommendation? Don’t. Stay with the dumbass robot.” He turned to look away from that man as he heard another arriving. He stopped for a moment, casting half a glance at Shul. “You don’t know me? Shame. I am Auris Hilliar.” He turned away from Shul, both of his hands clenched in fists. “And I am the God of War.” Auris was a bit surprised, the presence of his aura meant they should be able to recognise he is a god. Seems like no one knew yet.

He looked around. He didn’t recognise this place, and a lot of the people here were strange... Then he spotted a girl. Well she certainly had some spunk. Auris laughed and turned away from her. “Sorry brat, I don’t fight toddlers. Just cause you got some fancy fire magic, doesn’t mean you can fight me.” He sounded casual. He could tell the blue haired guy was more concerned with Sark, and frankly Auris felt thankful if that guy could hold Sark back for a while. Auris hated the thought of beating down Sark. The kid seemed way too enthusiastic, but Auris paid no mind. “So, anyone wanna tell me where I am?! You got me once, but I’m not falling for the same trick again.” He had raised his voice. There was a certainty to how he spoke, like he was going to get exactly what he wanted.
If they weren’t going to give it to him, he would take it.
 

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Shul's dragon teeth grew in as well and he snarled a bit at the man, when he spoke to Shul with arrogance and smirked. Who did this person think he was? Or where did he think he was? He was clearly not from Manta Carlos, or at least had not been here that long if he thought he could flaunt his power and people around on the street like this. And, below that act, Shul could tell the man was confused as well.
"Unhand, not throw him into a fucking wall."
Shul growled, his breath was turning icy and when he exhaled some ice mist came out as well.

Shul took a step forward, ready to stand up for Sark, when the man called him a half dragon and old him to stay with Sark. Shul wished his dragon form would've been smaller so he could've shifted and stomped on this person. But that thought lasted only for a moment, Shul's rationality pushed it back, even more so when the man named himself. Wait, Auris? Shul blinked, Auris as in Sark's old mercenary friend Auris? But Sark had said he was a human, how was he now a god? Well, in Manta Carlos mortal could become a god, but could it happen in Sark's world?
Well, now was not the time to think that, people around them were activating their powers, Auris wouldn't be able to run rampant much longer. But Shul didn't want to back down either, he opened his mouth, but then Dalia suddenly came forward, her hair flaming and electricity crackling by her feet. Shul looked at her with concern, concern that vanished pretty quickly. He knew what Dalia could do, she was a god as well and immortal, she'd be a better opponent for Auris if he so wanted one.

Now that Auris was distracted Shul turned his limbs back to normal for just enough time to pull out his phone and make a phone call. Shul called the police, and while he did that he tied Angel to a nearby lamp post and kneeled by Sark. Shul lifted Sark up and on a sitting position while he explained the situation to the authorities on the phone, keeping a keen eye on Auris. And if Sark came to and got any ideas about attacking Auris again Shul would partial shift again and use his dragon strength to keep him back.
 

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Malara snorted and spoke up, her voice rising above the din of the crowd. "War God? Get in line, asshole. You're on Manta Carlos, island of getting your ass kicked."

Dalia growled and flared up, the white flames on her body spreading along the ground. "Figured you were a coward. You can beat up helmet guy, but you shy away from a real challenge. You wanna flex with titles? Fine!"

Dalia became a blur of electricity and was in Auris' face in an instant, leaving a trail of white flames in her wake. "I'm Dalia Tor, Hearth Goddess. You're gonna stand down and turn yourself in when the cops show up. Or else."
 

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Auris shot one hell of a nasty look at Malara. “The fuck is a Manta Carlos? Gods I’m calling bullshit, that is not a place name at all.” He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. Something was beyond wrong here. Even if they didn’t know who he was, they should know what he was. Then what was that about where he was? Now there was the brat again.
Auris started to realise he was too sober for this.

When Dalia appeared in his face, he growled. She was getting on his nerves. “Back off, brat. You’re no god.” His voice was low, and so much colder to the arrogance he had been displaying. With that, he would pretty much attempt to backhand Dalia away from him with his right hand. If it hit, it’d cause her to get pushed back, but not to break anything like with what happened with Sark.
 

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Dalia let Auris hit her, spreading her flames to his hand as he did. The flames wouldn't burn or even feel hot, just sitting on the metal hand and slowly spreading up the arm.

But she is asnt pushed back nearly as far as he assumed she would be, as she used her arc striding to shove herself back forward. She was bruised, but she cracked a wicked grin and took a low fighting stance.

"Wrong. I am a god, and this is my home. And I'm gonna defend it. And-"

Dalia flashed again, leaping like an arc of lightning over Auris and spinning when she landed to throw a fire and lightning enhanced punch directly at his back. "-you fucked up by hitting first."
 

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Zora looked at Celeste, and Celeste at Zora, and then both women gazed uneasily at Malara when she spoke up.

"Somebody isn't too pleased," Zora whispered to her aunt as she watched Malara for a moment longer.

"I am surprised that that somebody hasn't thumped that guy for saying that," Celeste murmured back. She had heard all types of rumours round the school about Dalia's mom. And now, seeing her in person, cause who else could the tall imposing Amazon-like woman be, she believed them all.

"Oh, I think somebody just might," Zora said as she watched Dalia, and gasped and blanched when the strange and belligerent man suddenly hit Dalia.

"Geez, Zori..." Celeste breathed as she grabbed her niece's arm tightly.
 
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