Monday, December 27, 2004

Apollion
Phase 8
Scarred




A pale hand moved smoothly along a leather guitar case, lying on a cherry wood dining room table. The walls were a rich dark forest green, complete with cherry wood furniture. Julius sat the end of the table, facing Malkav with a glass of blood red wine in front of him. Malkav took his hand away from the leather case, and put his red eyesight on Julius. He moved his now jet black hair out of his face, and draped the patch of hair over the top of his ear.
“Apollyon,” Malkav said, looking back down at the leather case, and reading what was engraved in silver.
“How did you get my guitar?” Julius asked.
“I took it before I took you,” Malkav smirked, and opened the case. A metallic gray Washburn seven string guitar lay in the dark purple velvet interior of the case.
“What do you want with me and my guitar?” Julius asked.
“I want to give you the same thing I gave your uncle, and the same thing I tried to give your simple minded father,” Malkav implied.
“And what’s that?” Julius asked.
“Insanity,” Malkav answered, immediately.
“I don’t want to be insane,” Julius argued.
“You are going to know true power whether you like it or not,” Malkav neared Julius and grabbed his neck. His hand became a red glow, and he slapped Julius as if he were his whore. Julius went into a temporary coma, as blood leaked from his lip. Julius’ eyes were blank, and he sat in his chair, sitting up with his back straight. In Julius’ head, he could hear glasses shattering, and his reflection cracking in the mirror. He could also hear himself, playing guitar with the band, but he can only hear himself. The seven string guitar was strapped tightly over Julius, and he held a silver pick as he played his melody. Two signs appeared on the guitar on each side of the strings. The signs appeared as two bright orange cursive f”s on opposite sides of the strings. Julius continued playing into the darkness until the amp exploded behind him. He awakened from his trance, and turned to see Malkav and four others peering at him.
“Is he done, M’deus?” A skinny blonde hair man asked.
“Yes, he is,” Malkav answered.
“He’s cute,” A short brunette with Ms. Piggy lips said.
“We should leave now, Bingo will soon be pursuing the kid,” Malkav grabbed, Julius, and slammed the case shut. He handed the blonde hair man the case, and left out with Julius slowly falling asleep while draped over his shoulder.


Vicious 2 clutched the desert eagle tightly in his palm, prepared to face off with the villain, who took his son. He ran through the city in circles, finding himself where he he’d started and ended. He stopped at a nearby bus stop, and he sat down, huffing and puffing hot breath of determination. A very elderly man sat next to him, waiting for the bus, shielding himself from the brilliant ultraviolet rays from the mid morning sunlight with his newspaper. He turned his wrinkled face to Vicious 2, and nodded in acknowledgment of his presence.
“You seem troubled, young man,” The elderly man croaked, staring back at his newspaper. He scratched his hairless scalp, and read through the obituaries.
“I am more than troubled,” Vicious 2 replied.
“I can see that. Your presence gives off a sense of pain, indescribable to man. You surely cannot be a human,” The old man said, draping his left leg over his right, with his black slacks scrunching upward.
“True,” Vicious 2 said, and got up, getting ready to start his search again.
“Whatever you are, you sure pull it off well. Goodbye, my friend,” The old man said.
“Thanks,” Vicious 2 said, and walked off.
“Your guardian angel will arrive to take the pain away,” The old man called after him. Vicious 2 heard every word that he said, but thinking that the old man was crazy, he just went about his business.

The brown haired woman with Ms. Piggy lips followed closely behind Malkav with the guitar case in her hand. The other three minions followed her as they approached Cassidy’s apartment. Once they reached door, Malkav knocked at the door, and the blue eyed brunette opened the door.
“May I help you?” Cassidy asked.
“Why yes you can,” Malkav said, and brushed past her, entering the white walled apartment. A man with a chin sharper than a pencil lead came in, and laid Julius on the couch.
“What did you do to Julius?” She asked, a sudden fright became the expression on her beautiful face.
“Can we take her too?” The bald man with the sharp chin said.
“No, Mo, leave her alone. We only need the bastard child,” Malkav said, smirking.
“His father will have your head for this,” Cassidy said, standing at a distance.
“Azaria, take care of her,” Malkav ordered Ms. Piggy. Her leather pants rubbed together and were enough to create a fire, as she took Cassidy by her arm. Cassidy tried to fight her off, her lace robed ripped as she tried to throw a punch. Malkav looked back only seeing two of his minions standing over Julius, dressed in black leather pants and black muscle shirts.
“Where is Drakus?” Malkav asked the twins. Two pairs of confused blue eyes stared, at Malkav and the twins shrugged their shoulders. A puddle appeared on the floor, and slowly solidified into a figure, wearing a long black leather overcoat. He was pale as an angel, but his aura was darker than the devil himself. He looked at his mentor with his yellow eyes, and he slowly walked over to him, swaying his long black hair out of his face. His tall lanky stature stood over Malkav and he looked down at him with a smirk on his face.
“You rang?” he said, in a deep monstrosity of a voice.
“Stop fucking around, Drakus,” Malkav said. Drakus smirked, again, and wiped the blood from his bottom lip.
“Who is the girl?” Drakus asked, staring at Cassidy who was still trying to fight Azaria off of her.
“One of Bingo’s little whores,” Malkav said.
“Can I have her?” Drakus asked, his mouth watering.
“Haven’t you had enough?” Malkav asked.
“I can never get enough, although the young lady with the pink hair was quite scrumptious,” Drakus said, with a grin.
“Cindy!” Cassidy headbutted Azaria, and charged at Drakus. Drakus grabbed her little arm and embrace her from behind. His stared into the corner of her eyes, as his large fangs neared her neck. The door burst open, and silver bullet rang out through the apartment. A bullet hit Drakus in the head, two hit Malkav in the chest, and the twins caught two a piece in the head; leaving Azaria. Cindy stepped into the apartment, with bite marks healing on her neck, and her pink Hello Kitty shirt ripped. Cindy saw Azaria standing ready to attack her, and she fired a slug into her skull. She dropped the empty pistol, and grabbed Cassy’s arms.
“Let’s get out of here,” Cindy said.
“Wait, we have to get Julius,” Cassidy said, and as soon as they headed for Julius, two hands grabbed their legs, and a pair of yellow eyes stared them down from the ceiling. A dimension gate opened, and Julius jumped out clutching his modified Desert Eagle. The twins got up, and hopped out to the window. Azaria followed, hopping out of the window with her bullet wound healing. Vicious 2 fired up at the ceiling, hitting both eyes right in the middle of he pupils. He then shot Malkav, who drew his casull and did the same. Drakus let go of the girls and grabbed Julius before taking his leave. Malkav shot at Vicious 2 as he made his way over to the window. Cassidy and Cindy hit the floor as, Vicious 2 clicked the safety, projecting a double shot at Malkav. Both of the bullets it Malkav in the neck, and he fell back to the open window. He pointed the Casull at Vicious 2 with his vision blurring. Vicious fired another shot into Malkav’s chest, just as Malkav fired a shot and hit Vicious 2 in his chest. He fell out to the window, and Drakus caught him before he hit the ground. Vicious 2 dropped his gun and he ran over to the window, holding his bloody chest. He hopped out of the window in pursuit of them, but it was too late.
“Daddy!” Cindy called from the apartment. Vicious 2 looked back, and Cindy threw his gun to him. Vicious 2 caught it, and limped after the Malkav and his accomplices.


Malkav and the henchmen arrived at the same skyscraper that Vicious 2 and he had first squared off on. Vicious 2 came hobbling in shortly after. He loaded his desert eagle with a clip, and cocked it, as he pursued them down the hall. The businessmen and women stared in a fearful daze as they passed them. The heels of their shoes tapped against black marble floors. Vicious 2’s boots thundered against the marble, and he fired at Malkav, who had fully healed already. He missed and the round went into the granite wall, as Malkav and the henchmen entered the staircase. Vicious 2 chased them up, and they fired down at him, hitting him in his left arm. Blood leaked down his forearm and onto his shiny pistol. He mustered enough strength, and he fired back up at them. This projectile battle went on until they reached the top floor. Vicious 2 burst out of the door of the staircase, sweating and panting. There was no one to be seen, but the dimming sunlight shining through the windows. The halls were quiet as an assassin, and a brownish yellow from the sun’s embrace. Vicious 2 calmly ejected the empty clip out of his gun, and reloaded it. A pair of yellow eyes, with black hair draped over the left eye, peered through window, and a body seeped out of the windowsill.
“You’re him, aren’t you?” Drakus asked.
“Bingo is dead,” Vicious 2 cocked a slug into the chamber of the gun, and pointed it in Drakus’ direction.
“Then why are you still walking the surface of God’s red Mars?” Malkav questioned, appearing beside Drakus with Julius draped over his shoulders.
“Because I know who I truly am,” Vicious 2 said.
“Do you, now?” Malkav asked.
“Yes, I do, Malkav or should I say Mekhet or better yet the fucking deus ex maccus!” Vicious 2 yelled. The other three of Malkav’s gang appeared, holding their weapons of choice. Azaria held a black crossbow locked onto her right forearm, the bald twin, Mo, held two double sided axes in his hands, and the blonde twin, Jo, held two medieval swords. Vicious 2 slowly began to near them, holding his gun, and a grenade slid past his feet, and he vanished into the elevator that opened as it exploded.
“Hey, slick, you weren’t going to have all of the fun without us, were you?” Pimp asked, holding her custom made pistol with the purple handle with her katana wrapped around her waist.
“What the fuck is going on,” Luminae asked, holding two brand new custom made Glocks, chrome with amber handles.
“They got Julius,” Vicious 2 said. Pimp threw another grenade out of the elevator when she heard footsteps. The grenade exploded, and Luminae rolled out, firing rounds at the oncoming gang. Azaria stood back and fired arrows with pink fire on them at Luminae. Pimp came out just in time to block the arrows with her katana. Vicious 2 slid across the floor firing shots until he reached Malkav, who kicked him backwards. Vicious 2 slid up against the floor, and hopped up. The twins centered in on him, and slashed at him with their weapons. Vicious 2 did a back flip, and fired two rounds, each one hitting the twins in their cranium. Julius began to gain consciousness, and Malkav stood him up, holding him up by the back of his neck. Malkav smirked widely, and revealed his ivory fangs as he hauled Julius out towards the window. Vicious 2 unleashed a quick yelp and the window shattered before Julius could thud into it. Vicious 2 used every bit of his energy, and launched passed Malkav, and after his son. Pimp held her katana in hand, and neared Malkav.
“Shall we?” Malkav asked, holding his hand out.
“We shall,” Pimp said.

Vicious 2 caught his son, and ignored Drakus, who dropped the guitar case after them. A swift ray of light swooped down towards Vicious 2 and Julius. Vicious 2 recognized it from last time, and he tossed Julius towards it. The ray of light caught Julius, but missed Vicious 2 as he thrashed into the top of a blue Ford Focus, decimating his body...



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