Student and Teacher **Completed**

by **Haseo** Thu Sep 11, 2008 8:13 pm

(To anyone reading, this is something that Treble and I have been doing for the past few days in the shoutbox, and so will be lacking quite a bit of information)

Haseo watched intently and listened to her joy at recieving the gift. He felt it was only right, as his 'Good' self had left her with a power, he was only offering training to use what potential she already had. Why not make that potential greater? He guarded his face carefully at the question of whether it would hurt her or not to use her newly acquired talent, and answered without missing a beat.

"It depends on whether or not you are exhausted from the fighting, and also how many times the bones have been used in the single battle. They can become worn, again, because you are not a true Freyalin. The only reason I'm even attempting to allow this, is for your half dragon body."

His explanation, rather long winded, had Haseo set back on his heels for a few moments, mentally. He wondered for a long moment why he had gifted her with such a thing. Again, he dismissed the thought from mind, and circled back around to her front.

"I'm going to have to teach you how to use those, however. While it is instincual for defense, you must conciously exude effort for it while trying to use it offensively", to demonstrate, several spiked bones burst from Haseo's body, leaving him looking like a porcupine. One from each knee cap, one from each elbow, three from his shoulders, and three coming from his forearms. His hands, however, had morphed into blades in their own rights, with the bones twisting and flattening enough to make a 'hand' blade for each.

by **Treble** Thu Sep 11, 2008 8:15 pm

Treble blinks rapidly at the bones sticking out of various parts of Haseo's body. "Christ." She mutters under her breath. She just stares at him, admiring every thing about him. Her mind flashes back to their very first battle:

Haseo, bursts from mists behind Treble, and slam his arms around her, tightening his grip around the girl, pinning her arms to her sides. The Freyalin leans in close, his hood drawn up to shadow over most of his face, but for the yellow glowing, serpentine eyes. He chuckles darkly for a short moment, tongue sliding out from between his lips and running up Treble's cheek, the forked tongue working up to nearly touch her eye, before returning to his mouth. Haseo grins and hisses in her ear “So... tasty...”

Treble blinks four times, then five. Looking back at Haseo, who is completely pinning her, she grins, and her eyes darken “You know, it's not nice to sneak up on people” Her body begins to glow and everywhere Haseo touches burns like the fires of hell.

The cold body of the Freyalin offsets the heats of her body, and his smile slowly spreads, unnaturally across his face “The world's not nice.” He lets go and leaps back several feet, and bows softly “I've not properly introduced myself... I am Haseo Ithen, the Jack of Blades Hidden in the Mists, Leader of the Ramen Sanzoku, Rider of Giant Foxes, Snake Charmer, and Devourer of the Many Gods across the cosmos.” His eyes never leaves her for a moment, as his hair falls across his face and past his chin, appearing almost like blood with its coloring and positioning.

Treble glowers at him as he speaks. Mainly because he knows that Chanvre is her mother, and yet, still he mocks her. Her eyes pale a bit at the mention of ten millenia, surley he is not that ancient. She thinks briefly. She grins at him, pushing her fears aside, and draws her bloodred bladed sword, and her whip, into her hands. She cracks the whip once, the sound reverberating throughout the room. The metal barbs on the end of the whip glint in the light. And then he attacks. His movements are a blur to her, how was he was so fast! She thought. Her body started reacting without thinking, and as he veered off to the side, Treble jumped back 2 feet, narrowly missing the blasted deadly tongue. She struck out with her sword, trying to cut it off, at the same time as he lashed out with his longsword. Metal on metal made a loud clinking sound that echoed through the room, and as their blades met, she raised her whip and brought it crashing down, the barbs on the tail singing as it met with Haseo's stomach.

Haseo simply smirked at the raking sound of her whip dragging across his metal and volcanic glass breastplate, twisting the opposite direction from where he'd originally attacked with his longsword, and used his two tails as sort of springs to launch himself in the air. He flipped around, the mouth of his shield belching flames down at her, before giving three quick leaps back away when he landed, running off to the side and jumping onto the wall, stabbing both of his swords into it and standing on the flats of their blades
“Sosou! Sosou!(Hurry, hurry in Japanese) You'll never be able to keep up with such slow motions, onna!” He grinned madly for a moment, before snarling and snapping his hand out, fingers crackling with electricity. When his palm faced her, several tendrils of blue lightning lanced out from his finger tips, barrelling towards her, as his hair blew back and tail fur frizzed out from his electrokenetic skills.

Treble threw up her hands yelling Contego as she did. A deep blue shield of protection blasted the fire back at Haseo. She looked up hoping to have at least singed his feet. She dosen't have time to find out, however, as she sees blue lightning shooting directly at her. “Christ” She mutters as she lifts her palms and mutters Accipio. The blue lightning goes into her palms and through her body, adding to her own magics. She looks up at Haseo and grins. “Surley you didn't think to defeat me with magic?” She threw out her hands and whispered the word Mucro and hundreds of daggers flew out of her fingertips, heading directly for Haseo. As they did, she used the distraction to disapear. She reapeared directly behind him and, grabbed ahold of his head, while spinning and leaping off of his swords with him, she slammed his head into the wall and quickly jumped back, waiting for the daggers to reach their mark.

Haseo, his head in the wall, remained there as several of the daggers stuck into his shield, and others, making their ways into his exposed neck, and sinking into parts of his armor. The body fell away, bursting into mists as it hit the ground.
Haseo chuckles from in a tree, looking down at Treble. “You saw my fight with Atemu... you were there... you should know I work in deception. That was me you just slew, and wasn't even nearly as powerful as I am in this pathetic form.” Jumping down, the Freyalin circles her, blades in his hands, walking in a confident manner, serpentine eyes sweeping over her “It is good to feel you out for your power though...” Making his way over to where the clone Haseo had been, he smirks widely and his tails thin down, and wrap around the remaining long swords, tails elongating even further “Ready to take it up a notch?” His tone is jovial, as if speaking with a friend.
Leaping forward, Haseo starts it by feinting to the right, while one of his tails swings a blade to the left, another coming in from the right in a straight thrust, aimed for her ribs.

Treble just stood there blinking. She had thrown her best at this man and...IT WAS A CLONE!!!!! Her blood started to boil and she felt the urge to leap, and attack...to strike. Closing her eyes for no more than a moment, she collected herself. Haseo was the most dangerous being she had ever met, now was not a time to lose her cool. When he attacked, she knew there was no way to dodge all three attacks at once, so she decided to lean into the least deadly. Lifting her dagger, she aimed for Haseo's neck as he feinted right. She swiped, not caring if she hit flesh, and jumped back two steps to the left so that the tail coming at her from the right hit air, but the tail that came at her from the left met her flesh. Her hand went to her stomach immediatley and she grimaced as pain shot through her body. Staggering backwards a step, she shook her head, trying to clear her befuddled mine that was screaming pain. She jumped up, high in the air and muttered “Aquilo, assist me.” As she did, a powerful wind came and lifted her higher, so that she was out of reach to Haseo, and, looking down at him, still holding her stomach, she threw one of her hands out and cried Glacialis And Ice flew from her finger tips, heading directly for Haseo.

Haseo grinned as one of his blades tasted blood, but frowned as she leaped away and into the air. He wondered for a moment if he should spread his wings, but contented himself with another idea. His mind froze as he watched the ice shards flying at him, but only for the barest of moments. With a wave of one of his swords, he ducked down as a dome of roaring flames surrounded him, the Freyalin closing his eyes against the sudden lack of oxygen, and grumbled as he felt the ice hit the fire... and then the water drop through and splash on his head. The fires died away immediately, and his hair was already frizzed a little from the heat and then moisture.
Shaking his head with a small sigh, he glared at the woman above him, before smirking as a dark cloud formed over her “Oh, dear... do look above you.” From the ball of darkness, at least a dozen red eyed birds burst out, flapping about with terrible shrieking cries. They weren't too large, only about the size of crows, but their beaks were wickedly sharp, and they wasted no time finding their target, assaulting her with pecking beaks and slashing talons. Haseo, meanwhile, simply leaned back on one of his blades, smirking

Treble quickly looked up and saw the disgusting little creatures flying at her. They reached her floating form and immediately started tearing at her skin. She shook her head and said “No not today.” And she pointed her fingertips at he birds and muttered Inflammo. Immediately the birds started to catch fire. They stopped pecking at her and started to fall to the ground. But then, she felt her self dropping along with the birds. Her magic greatly decreased by the extensive use of it. She let out a cry of alarm and cried Penna. She felt her body become as light as the feather she had called, and slowly she floated the rest of the way down. When she was about 15 feet from the ground, her magic quit and she free fell the rest of the way, landing with a loud thump, on the ground. She made her way to her feet, and drew her sword, knowing that she couldn't use magic at the moment, and silently stalked the smirking Haseo.

Haseo, who had been examining the edge of his silver longsword, looks up with a mock surprised expression “Oh... back so soon?” He looked around lightly at his dead familiars, and shrugged, drawing his other blade from the ground, and again assumed his battle pose
“I hope they didn't hurt you too badly?” he chuckles as he notes the small bleeding spots on her body, scratches and peck marks “But I've got more.... familiar servants for you to deal with if you wish...” slow hisses could be heard from the light mist that surrounded Haseo, who's smirk only grew, revealing his shark like teeth

Treble paled and slowly backed away. The hissing. She knew what that was. It hadn't been all that long ago that he had thrown her in the world of snakes. She felt her skin crawl at the thought of them, and her heart seemed to skip 5 beats, but she swallowed it, swallowed her fear, and pushed it aside. If he saw she was scared, she was done for. Looking down at her bloodied arms and stomach and legs, she looked up at him and grinned a bit “You think this is bad? Pffft, oh and your little hissing friends that you are refering to? Meh, not really that scary anymore, thanks to you actually.” She grinned again, hoping like hell that he didn't see through her lie.

Haseo quirked a finely sculpted brow, and let a long smile plant itself across his pale lips “Is that so? As you wish, then, Treble.” The mist snakes rise up, and lance towards her, opening their mouths to let out smaller blades exit, becoming almost like writhing lances, racing towards her. There were not many, only four or so. But Haseo did not stop there. Stabbing his two blades into the ground, he slowly began to move his hands through the air, as if drawing from it, towards his chest. Visible currents of air began to form, followed by crackles of electricity, and then finally, flickering embers of fire, forming into a single ball of a mixture of Haseo's elemental powers, that he lashed out at Treble with, leading the charge of snakes with the beam of elements.

Treble dropped to her knees, her hands forming an X over her head, and she cried “OK! YOU WIN!” She was shaking all over. And she was absolutley disgusted with herself, but she couldn't stand the thought of the snakes coming anycloser, not to mention the fact that a giant ass ball of god knows what was coming at her. “You win Haseo, you are a great fighter. I lose, you may kill me now. All I ask is that it is swift, and not with...snakes.”

Moving his hands with great strain, he sent the ball of elemantal rage up into the sky, exploding in a bright and illuminating manner, while the snakes stopped only mere inches from her, the blades tickling her throat, chest, and abdomen area “Surrender? Truly?” Haseo blinks for a moment, and then drops the blades that his tails had been holding, which promptly burst into mists “A pity...” The snakes burst into mists as well, and Haseo smiles widely “The snakes were just for show though... nothing physically substantial, only illusions. The real thing you would have had to worry about was that energy. “
Smirking, Haseo slides his blades into their sheathes on his back, and rests his hand upon the wakizashi on his lower back/rump area. “I want you to admit that I am your superior in combat, and your life will be spared.”

Treble looks up at Haseo from her kneeling position “Seriously? That's it? That's all you ask for in return for my life. Well shit Haseo, you are absolutley superior to me in battle. I admit it gladly, because it is the truth.” She blinks a bit and then her eyes narrow “Pretend snakes? That was a little low, even for you.”

“Yup, that's all.” Stands and yawns lightly, scratching under his chin “Like I told you, I work in deception... I once convinced a kingdom they were being assaulted by a legion of Flaming Headless Children.”

Treble quickly shakes her head, removing the flash back from her mind She focuses instead on what he said. "But I will get used to it right? The pain I mean." She nervously rubs her arms, the spots where he had penetrated with his bones. Her mind starts reeling slightly with an emotion she dosen't understand. It wasn't her feelings, but those of her oponent. "Teacher...why did you give me this gift? She quickly realized her words, but it was to late to take them back. She watched Haseo intently, wondering if he would respond, or ignore her and continue with the lesson.

by **Haseo** Thu Sep 11, 2008 8:16 pm

Haseo kept a straight face as his bones sunk back within himself, able to deal with the pain they presented after millenia of using them, his armor reforming in the spots that the bones had poked through. He slowly flexed his fingers as she asked if she would get used to the pain. It was really a matter of her will.

"It depends on you, pet." Haseo shrugged the last question off though, pretending as if he did not hear it while stretching, getting his bones used to being back in their normal places.

"I want you to show me what you can do", Haseo continued on, locking his eyes on her as he floated in the air, cross legged as he normally did when instructing her. "Remember when I taught you about the mind, and force of will? Now this will be something completely opposite. While, yes, your mind will come into play, it is not your mind that you should focus most upon. Turn your thoughts to your body. You must conciously manipulate the bone into a form that you see. First, I want you to concentrate on a single spike coming from between the middle of your knuckles. It might hurt a little, but you will be able to handle it after a moment. The bones themselves will produce a sort of neurotoxin that will dim the effects of the pain. It's always the first moment they come out and the bringing them back in that hurt. And whenever you don't put them back in the right place. That can cause quite a bit of pain. You must concentrate on your muscles and your bones themselves. Feel them in your body, don't think, don't even know, simply feel that they are there. And feel them growing from you."

by **Treble** Thu Sep 11, 2008 8:19 pm

Treble grinned a bit as her Teacher ignored her question. Figures he wouldn't answer. She thought inwardly. She looked down at her body...Her feet, stomach, her chest, her hands... and then, with her eyes closed, brow furrowed in concentration, she visualized the spike in her mind, it was protruding out from her knuckles. She gasps as a sharp pain races through her hand and up her arm. As the pain ebbs a little, she is hit with another flash back, this time of their second battle:

Treble sees Haseo enter the room and immediatley walks to the corner and sits down angrily. She stares at him, stalking him with her eyes. She mutters “asshole” under her breath.

The dagger quickly hits the wall, just next to Treble's head, and a moment later Haseo was there as well, holding the hilt and glaring, having appeared with a slicing sound. He leans in close and forces his serpetine eyes into Treble's view, eyes devoid of any emotion* Would you care to repeat that, demon bitch?

Shock crosses Treble's face at the words, and then her eyes get a dark look in them. “What did you just call me Haseo?” The last word is spat out of her mouth like a poison, as she slowly gets to her feet, standing glaring at him.

Haseo whirls with a flash, one of his silver longswords held pointed to her throat eyes set darkly but for the yellow glow of the irises “I want you to repeat what you called me, in your little hissy fit, and I'll gladly say my piece again.
His face convulses for a moment, before his face and hair twists to match Treble's exactly, and so does his voice as he speaks next* "That's all you want? Shit, Haseo I admit it. You're much better than me." *His face twists back to his own, a small look of victory in his eyes.*

Treble blinks once, twice. And grins at Haseo. “Why, I called you an Ass Hole, Haseo. Shall I repeat it again for you? Very well, Ass Hole.” As she says the last word, her hand shoots up and grabs the blade of the sword, cutting herself, she slams it back into Haseo and jumps back five steps. “I was wrong last night. It took me a minute to figure out why I felt so...wrong. Now I know. You are not, nor will you EVER be a better fighter!” Finishing her talking, Treble leaps into the air, drawing her sword at the same time, and brings it crashing down towards Haseo's head.

Haseo smirks as his own blade rakes against his armor, happy to have gotten his answer, and a much better response than last night “Good, child. Now...” He watches with a serpentine coolness as she comes down at him “I want a much better fight than last night!” His eyes widen in insanity, dashing to the right at the last moment, before coming in with both of his blades drawn, feinting a double thrust to her ribs but instead leaps up and lands on her shoulders, magick keeping his form light
I think you need... “he grips her hair suddenly with one hand, and cuts a large chunk away with his other hand, falling back in a roll and landing on his feet, several hops back putting some distance between himself and Treble. :A haircut...” he slowly blows the cut off hair away from him

Treble's hands quickly fly to her head. Her hair, her beautiful amazing long hair. gone. She drops her hand and faces Haseo, fire burning in her eyes. “That...Was...My...Hair...” She pulls her dagger out of her side and holds it in one hand, while the other hand holds her sword. As she crosses the two, the dagger grows to the size fo the sword, and the sound of metal sliding down metal can be heard. She attacks in a flurry of slashes, first her right arm and then her left slam down towards Haseo.

Haseo cackles at the expression on her face, and easilly parried the blade coming in on his left, but was forced to use both blades to do so. He looked for a moment to the blade soaring into his right, and only smirked, staring at Treble. Then the sound of metal on... something, sounded throughout the air.

Several bones now protruded from Haseo's side, outwards in spikes, each one beginning to grow more and curl around the blade and hold it more firmly in place. “Child... you don't even have a clue to the possiblities of a single Freyalin, let alone a Freyalin God.” He leaped away, nearly jerking the blade with him, and stuck both of his swords in the ground and leveled a dark look on Treble, before slowly withdrawing his wakizashi, and raised it to his head. After a moment, several locks of hair fell to the ground as Haseo sheared the hair from his head, revealing the sickly pale skin beneath, green runes beginning to glow on his cheeks, forehead, and all across his now bald head, as Haseo slid the blade back into its scabbard “Now we've both lost our precious hair. This is a lesson to teach you not to care as much. To not pride yourself upon your looks, but your abilities.
Haseo grinned, knowing that the lessons he was trying to instill in her would do little to no good, before picking up both of his longswords and dashing again. He came down in a whirlwind motion, first his left blade then his right, then his left again, before sliding across the ground on his feet, one of his blades thrusting out in force, a cold blue beginning to resonate upon both of the blades

Treble heard what he said. She even saw what he showed. And she learned. She was not stupid. If he was willing to teach her while he tried to destroy her, she would gladly accept. Ignoring the fact that she had little hair left, she saw his approach and quickly jerked to the right, dodging his left bladed attack, and then back to the left, dodging the left. Then back to the right, dodging another left attack. She saw the thrust moments before it happened, and dropped to the ground, rolling out of its attack range.
Jumping back to her feet, Treble grinned at Haseo before throwing out her hands and screaming Adstringo Black tendrils of magic crept out of her hands and quickly wove around Haseo, binding not his physical form, but his magical one. They snaked around first his feet, and then slowly up his legs, until they came to rest on his chest and throat and head. She wasn't even sure if it was possible to bind his powers, but she had to try.

Through the battle, Haseo slowly invades Treble's mind, whispering in it “Do you know why I beat you? I used your fear against you... It is not feeling fear that makes someone brave or cowardly. It is what that person chooses to do with that fear. Find your center within your fear. Know it, understand it, and overcome it. Do not let it distract you from the fact that had I been actually trying to kill you... You. Would. Be. Dead. Find my weaknesses, and yes, I actually have those. I'll give you a hint...
I wince anytime someone blows a dog whistle. Use anything you can find against me. I want you to kill me, child. I want you to stick your pretty little swords through my stomach, and behead me.
Surprised at a gesture such as attacking not his physical self, and allowed his magic to be bound within himself, smirking at the clever move. He slowly clapped his blades together with long, drawn out rings “Very good... Very, very good.” He looked down to his side lightly, to see that his bones were indeed back in his body, and his armor now having several holes in it. He looks over to Atemu for a moment, then back at the girl in front of him, sliding into a battle position, tails waving slowly
“She is the daughter of the Devil, Chanvre, half vampire and half dragon. I'm sure she'll manage somehow” he gives Treble a knowing look with a slight smirk, before dashing at her again, slicing across horizontally towards her face, before quite suddenly and recklessly coming down with three successive chops with one blade and then following through with a straight out kick

Treble shook her head, trying to get Haseo's voice out of it. But then she heard something she knew was important. Probaly the most important thing she had ever heard in her life. Dog whistle...there was something important there... High frequencies of sound.... Loud noises.... Sounds to high for human ears to hear....She just had to think! Although at the moment, thinking was becoming difficult. Haseo sliced out at her face and he actually hit. She felt her cheek burn, and also, the feel of blood seeping down her cheek suprised her, but her shock was short lived as he furiously chopped at her with his blade, she lifted her sword and caught each chop with the sturdy blue bladed sword. His kick, however, was unexpected, and landed directly in her gut. She went flying back and crashed into a tree. sliding down with a small oomph.
She was on her feet quickly though, and she cried Aquilo aid me in this battle! And a sharp north wind whipped through the area, blowing Haseo over onto his knees, and lifting her up two feet from the ground. She flew at him, her sword raised, and as she got closer, she screamed Frequentatio. and a sound that no one could hear raced through the wind. It was the highest frequency of sound that one could possibly create, and Treble had a feeling that, as she flew at him, he was in pain from the unheard sound.

Haseo, in a fit of rage that his kick had actually connected, roared at the woman as she flew back. But the sudden wind that forced him onto his knees shocked and surprised him, and he could only smirk as she made up for it.
And then the sound. Only a few times in his entire life had Haseo been subject to the pain of sound. Once against Falzior, once against a plane, and once against Peres. He shrieked in agony, hands quickly dropping his blades and covering his pointed ears for all that it was worth, falling to the ground in convulsions as his tails began to thrash wildly, throwing his head back against the ground several times, the stone cracking open the skin and letting black, acidic blood leak to the ground with a hiss, a stark contrast to his pale skin

Treble almost faulters when she sees that she is hurting him. It worked! Her magic worked! She quickly quited the wind, and landed ontop of his thrashing form che pointed her hands at his arms and legs and cried Funiculus. And black ropes shot out of her hands, binding Haseo's writhing form to the ground. She quickly side stepped him, and stood, towering over his head, as she did, she pointed to his armor and whispered Abrumpo. And it broke away, almost like coroded metal, exposing his pale stomach, and then she lifted her red bladed sword and it became a dagger once more, she drove it into his gut, and twisted quickly. Then she stood back up and walked to his head. She looked into his eyes, and grinned, not even faultering, she quickly brought the blade of her blue sword down to his neck.

Haseo's thrashing stops as the dagger enters his stomach, and closes his eyes against the pain, more black acidic blood pouring from the new wound. Haseo manages a smirk up to Treble, with only one eye open, gritting his teeth “Much better, kid.” he leans his head back to expose his throat, and his head falls away as the blade connects, several the Freyalin's head from its body, the black blood splurting out like a waterfall, burning away much of the ground it landed on.
Slowly, the blood begins to solidify and forms into a multitude of insects that scamper away, burrowing into the ground, while the body and head also breaks away in mists. Nothing is left of Haseo on the ground. Not his weapons, not his armor. Not even his infamous crimson half cloak.
“You did very well, Treble.” the voice is smooth, and soft, but echoing in a manner as if being near and far away at the same time. Two white glowing feet slowly touch the ground without a sound, and there stands a being completely comprised of light, but for the shining blue eyes set in the area where the face would be. They twinkled softly as it stepped closer to her, not a sound being made in its movements. The 'hair' appears to be moving tendrils of light behind the figures head. It is tall and thin, nearly ten feet high. It slowly leans down to Treble, and sets a pleasantly warm hand on her cheek, the eyes showing the smile that would surely be gracing its features.
Hand moving from its place on her cheek, it touches her ruined hair, and it quickly regrows, sending it, possibly longer than before, spilling down her back. “I must reward you for this, child.” again the voice speaks still spilling out across the room like a warm, bubbling glass of velvet wine.

Treble blinks several times, not quite understanding what is happening. And then whatever the white being is, regrew her hair, and she couldn't help but grin, as a little bubble of laughter spilled from her throat. But then a worried thought crossed her mind. Was this another of Haseo's tricks? A ploy? She looked into the beings startling blue eyes and felt her whole body relax as if in peaceful bliss. “Reward? I don't understand... W-who are you? What happened to Haseo's body??”

The being steps back and sets its hands upon its chest “I am Haseo, Treble. I am the Light to my own Dark. I have duties as being both a God and a Devil. What I allow most to see is my more fiendish side. But always, in the backround, do I work to heal that which I have destroyed. A balance must be had. Good, without evil, would not flourish as many think. It would slowly become corrupted, and evil in itself, and another battle would break out to decide the fate. Evil can not exist by itself either, for it would turn in upon itself and consume itself. Balance. Must. Be. Had. But do not worry, your reward will come as you choose.” his eyes sadden for a moment “But I'm afraid I won't grant you any reward that can harm people... I will, however, as my other self offer you training in the use of blades and magick, and possibly another plane of fighting. The plane of the mind. As this self though...” he sets his hand on her forehead, and lightly flicks her nose with a chuckle “I can only give you something that can be used for the good of others.”

Treble stares at Haseo. She can hear Zorrinna inside of her. screaming for evil, and yet, her own heart so badly wants to be able to love. It is a decision that will forever change her life. Looking up at Haseo she can't help but grin at his amazing beauty when he is like this. He is...everything that she is about...Kind, loving, good... but Haseo and Zorrinna... She closes her eyes, going over her inner thoughts, and when she opens them there is almost a sadness to them. She blinks several times before replying “Can't I have both? Can't I be me, Treble and ALSO Zorrinna? must I chose?”

Again the figure taps her nose, eyes offering the same smile “Of course, child. I would not ask you to go against who you really are... that is the Haseo you know's job.” he offers a deep chuckle, that pleasantly filters from his 'throat' “The gift I offer you, is insight. While many would scoff at such a thing, you must know that insight is a thousand times more beautiful than any star, and more terrible than the strongest of Hell Beasts. This insight, will grant you a knowledge of those around you. Peering into their hearts and knowing that what it is they want. What it is they desire. It is, in part, empathy as well. You will feel what they feel, just as if it were you who had the feeling in the first place. I can not stress enough to you how must learn to control such a gift, for those who do not have it could go mad from experiencing it. And... This insight... reveals the most important person of all to you... Yourself. For if you do not know yourself, can not help yourself, you will never be able to help others.” the being slowly moves close to Treble's face, eyes only inches from hers “Do you accept my gift? ---

by **Treble** Thu Sep 11, 2008 8:19 pm

--- Treble takes a deep breath in, her mind reeling. Insight...Empathy...She knew she could handle them, and she looked foreward to them as well. Although Zorrinna cackled madly inside of her at the thought. "Oh yes, that is EXACTLY what you need. More reason to be a good little soilder! Treble ignored her however, and slowly shook her head. “Yes...Yes Haseo...I accept your gift.”

The being of light leaned forward with a chuckle, his warm 'nose' touching hers “Boop!” he tapped his finger against her temple, a piece of his light breaking off and melting into her, and he leans back with a laugh that rumbles along the ground and shakes the skies “And it is done, Treble.” He looks up for a moment and seems to sigh, a sad sound made even more sad by the fact it came from this being of good and light. “I'm afraid... it is time...” the moving tendrils of light 'hair' slowed and fell, flushing to a red color “It was very nice to speak with you like this, Treble. I want you to remember that while I may look different soon, and seem to have different motivations... I am still the same being, no matter dark and light...” he chuckles “I just sound better like this.”
and then, the light broke away, and the being shortened, revealing Haseo as he was before the fight, standing with his arms crossed. The almighty attitude and the self assured smirk back in place, as well as his weapons and armor “Did you have fun?”

Treble grinned at Haseo. He was so amazing... And then she giggled as he booped her. A feeling of Warmth quickly passed over her body, leaving her feeling tingly inside. She was smiling like a chesire cat when The Light Haseo slowly ebbed away. She felt herself sadden a bit at him no longer being around, but then she remembered what he had said, he was still there after all...somewhere.
Treble Grinned at the Haseo she had always known, and replied simply “Of course I did. Did you?”
The Freyalin grins lightly, as his blue irises slowly shift back into being the familiar glowing yellow, with slitted pupils. “Aye, a bit. It was fun while it lasted. Had to teach you that lesson though. Never so readily accept defeat like you did yesterday. It's quite honestly a disgrace.”

Treble bows her head “It was...I know. It ate at me all day and night. I could barely look at myself. It was those god damned snakes. I don't know why but they paralyze me in fear. absolute fear.”

Haseo snorts softly at Treble “Then you obviously don't like me being a big feathered snake-dragon I'm guessing. I would work on that little problem of yours with you... but I'd lose an advantage.” Haseo grinned, and gave a soft, barely noticeable wink “Anyyyways. What'd you think of Mr Lighty Whitey?”

“Hell no I don't like that blasted dragon snake thing! But, I will tell you this Haseo, it dosen't matter how scared I am ever again, I wont cower from a snake. Never again.
She raises an eyebrow “Mr. Lighty Whitey? He was....amazing, and powerful, and...He was amazing. I don't think Zorrinna cared for him to much though. She was screaming for death the whole time he was here. She seems to quiet some when you are around. Don't really understand it myself.”

“Balance of forces. Everyone has it. But some just have it more presentable in front of others, like you and me.” Haseo leans back and crosses his arms “I'm guessing it's because it's not actually in your nature to be evil and power hungry, while in your other self... well... she's probably very similar to me. Hence, when I'm around she feels a palpable thirst for souls.
And for you... well... basically the opposite when he's around”.

Treble Nods “I suppose you are correct... Balance...She does thirst... Drives me absolutley NUTS! She is in a constant state of anger and lust and hate... Makes me queazy...” Zorrinna cackles madly in Treble's head. “Moving on. How did it feel to die? And did I really kill you? If so, how are you standing here?”

Haseo grows deathly silent at the question, and the teen wisely chooses this moment to leave at the dark fires crackling in the depths of Haseo's slit pupils*
“It's not the first time I've died, Treble. Freyalins have an ability to preserve their souls... and live on, even after death, reforming their bodies. Becoming a god only amplified that a thousand fold. It may have only been a moment to you until I returned. But it was a lifetime spent in a Hell that even mine and your mother's kingdoms can not hope to compare to.
I believe I was eight, my first visit there. I was found in a swamp, a long, long time ago. Ages ago. The man who found me was a white elf, an An'gelus, known as the King of Blades. He raised me as a son for several years... and then... He killed me. It took me three days of travelling through that hell to return to my body. And when I did... I had changed from the carefree boy that I had once been, the boy who wanted to do nothing more than please his father. To show him that I could be as skilled as him, who hung on every word that he spoke to me as if it were a godsend. When I returned, I stuck his own scimitar through his head, nailing it to the floor. Ever since, my life has been a battle and I've died more times than I can count.”

Treble's mouth dropped into a tiny O shape. Her whole heart bled for him, for the little boy he never got to be. “Haseo..... I...I...I am so sorry...If I had known..I never...It wouldn't have...I'm sorry, I never ment to inflict such pain and torture upon you.” Inside her head, Zorrinna cackled madly. Oh yessss He suffered! Exactly what I wanted! exactly what he deserved! Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, Treble looked into Haseo's eyes, and just stared at him before finally whispering “Are...are...Are you ok?”

Remaining silent against the questions, Haseo blink away the fire, leaving him with a cold snake look “I feel like killing something now... but otherwise, I am fine. I feel no pain over the incident. Only a calm seat of hatred. I make sure to roast him anytime I see him as I pass through the Hell.

Treble opens her eyes, blinking away the flash back, and is utterly suprised to see a very sharp, very long spike sticking out of her fist, inbetween two nuckles. Her mouth forms a tiny O, and she grins, joy coursing through her veins. She quickly looks up at Haseo, who is still floating around her,her eyes are twinkling, and there is a small smile on her lips as she whispers, "I did it."

by **Haseo** Thu Sep 11, 2008 8:20 pm

Haseo didn't applaud, nor did he smile as she accomplished what he'd asked of her. Instead, he frowned hard and floated in front of her, staring her right in the eye.

"That wasn't the difficult part, as I told you. Do not so quickly be overjoyed. You've still got to put it back in yourself. But first... I want to see how your body adjusts to the shock of your own bones hitting something solid." His tone remained even and balanced, and with a swirl of mists, he was gone from her view.

"And", a voice said, coming lower than where Haseo had been, "I want to see how evil you can be." The voice was much softer than Haseo's but slightly higher in pitch. Standing below where Haseo had been floating, was a boy, with slightly shorter red hair than Haseo had, only falling a little past his pointed ears, and sparkling blue eyes, wide and innocent, unlike Haseo's hate filled, narrow serpent eyes. His lips are almost pouty the way that they smile up at her, and the next words that come from his mouth are shocking, to say the least, coming from such an innocent tone. "Stab me. Right in the throat, and look in my eyes the entire time."

The very, very slightly plump cheeks flush in a child-like joy when he looks up at the long haired woman. He masked what he was feeling, covering it with the sweetest of things: A child's heart. The feelings of joy unbridled. The slight fear of the shadows that seemed to creep to close. And finally, the safe feeling of being near a woman.

by **Treble** Thu Sep 11, 2008 8:20 pm

Treble groaned inwardly at the small scolding. She should have known better than to show joy over something so small. She started to concentrate on putting it back when he misted away, as she looked around a small soft voice rang in her ears. She looked down and saw what could only be Haseo as a child and she grinned. He was everything she loved about this world. Her heart melted a little at the twinkle and innocence in his eyes. Absent mindedly she ruffled his hair a bit, but mid ruffle, her hand froze as he spoke.

"Stab me. Right in the throat, and look in my eyes the entire time." Treble blinked, not sure she had heard him right. She looked down at her hand, where the spike was still protruding out, and then back to the boy, her eyes traveling to his soft neck. She blinked several times, her mind trying to comprehend what he was asking of her. She couldn't, no wouldn't, take the life of a child. An innocent being, who deserved to be loved, and cuddled, and protected. As she stared into his eyes she saw everything that she loved about children...The innocence, the imagination, the joy, the small smirk as if they knew a secret that they were hiding from the rest of the world. There was no way she could take that... But then her mind flashed back to her future. A future of ruling hell, of being evil, of having no sympathy, and she crouched down so that she could be eye level with the young boy.

"Child..." her words trailed off as she looked into his eyes. She embraced him then, a tight embrace of reassurance, and as she leaned back there were tears streaming down her cheeks. Looking him directly in the eyes, she raised her spiked knuckle and drove it directly into the childs wind pipe.

by **Haseo** Thu Sep 11, 2008 8:20 pm

The Freyalin inwardly smiled, and braced himself for the coming pain. And it came, quickly. Faster than he thought it would. And so, time for a little bit of acting. His thoughts were quickly becoming dim, but he knew he had to play his role to the fullest. To snatch that garbled bit of innocence from the woman in front of him. It almost made him feel sad.

Almost.

First, he attempted to gasp, eyes going wide and panic filling his face, followed by pain and fear. The small hands quickly reached up and gripped her wrist, almost in clawing motions as he coughed blood out of his mouth. Choking sounds continually issued from the boy's shattered through, and tears began to roll down his cheeks. He stared into her eyes, manage a choked cry of pain, barely mouthing the word, 'Why?' And slowly, his vision began to dim. Everything slowly grew numb, and the small body trembled, shaking horribly.

The grip on Treble's wrist slowly weakened, and the boy began to fall, slowly and steadily, unable to support its own weight. The face began to relax, and the quickened breathes slowly, ever slowly began to quiet... until there was no more breath. The gasping, choking, and all sounds stopped from the boy, black blood running from its mouth and from the neck, staining the white shirt it had been wearing. In the place of once joyous eyes now sat empty, cold blue eyes, staring into nothing, unfocused and glased. The hands fell away from her wrist then.

by **Treble** Thu Sep 11, 2008 8:21 pm

The look in the boys eyes broke her, and tears began to fall faster down her cheeks. Her first reaction was to stop the blood flow, to cover the wound. Her hands twitched at her side, and she almost did just that, but she stopped herself. Her eyes went wide when he croaked out "Why? and a strangled gasp emited from her throat. He started crying, and she broke a little bit more, her heart stopped beating for a moment as he grabbed ahold of her wrist, but she just knelt there, staring into his innocent blue eyes.

As he slowly weakend and his breathing grew lighter, Treble turned her head away from him, not able to bare it any longer. She felt her heart breaking and it hurt, it hurt like ten thousand pounds of metal were laying on it. She took in a ragged breath and looked back at the boy just as he was taking his final breath, and her eyes went even wider. Letting out a cry of anger, she scooped the boy up in her arms and held him close, crying harder than she had ever cried in her life.

She wasn't sure how long she stayed like that, it could have been mere seconds, or it could have been a life time, but she eventually let the lifeless body go, and it fell back to the ground. Her eyes were no longer wet, she had stopped crying, and she didn't think she would ever cry again. Standing from her kneeling position, she looked down at the lifeless body of the child and she knew...she knew she would never be the same again.

by **Haseo** Thu Sep 11, 2008 8:21 pm

The scene nearly broke another being.

Haseo, who had been watching the replication of himself, a mere illusion, preform wonderfully, even having a full train of thoughts and think that it was actually Haseo, nodded, but had to turn his eyes away from Treble, and the change that came over her. While he don't know how long it was for her, it was an eternity for him to see her cry like that. Her, a being that he'd had some of the longest contact with without killing her in at least a hundred years. And here he was, killing her in a way so much worse than physically.

After taking several seconds of masking his internal presence, composing himself, Haseo stepped out from the shadows, making a point to have his metal boots click on the ground. The area they were in was truly insubstantial. It took the form of whatever Haseo wished at that precise moment, and so, he had them in a dark stone chamber, with scounces lighting at areas here and there, a single throne like chair in the room, with a table right next to it. A bottle of wine sat upon this table, the green glass glinting in the fire light.

When he finally arrived next to her, he looked at the body, silent for a very long time. It was a sobering experience, to see the way his child self looked with a hole in its throat. Similar to how he'd died, only it was a sword through the chest, into the lungs. He barely muttered, his tone almost disgusted, "That's enough of that." And with a wave of his hand, the body was gone, disappearing without any further ado. Haseo turned to look at her with a sigh, eyes soft for once.

"You think me a monster now, don't you? Now that I've broken your innocence, you think I'm going to tell you that you should have enjoyed it more. That you should have licked the blood pouring from the throat. Don't you?"

Haseo didn't wait for an answer, and instead simply stepped in front of her, bending his elongated waist slightly to look down at her, no words coming from him as his eyes sweep across her face. "I told you before. Balance is the most important aspect, of any creature. God. Devil. Sadist, Massochist. Why do you think that Gods allow terrible disasters of nature to befall their people? And why is it, do you think, that Devils make deals that can surely be beaten when presented to the right person? To balance out the evil with good..."

He looked down to the spot that the body had been for the barest of moments, his own heart trembling.

"I... I think that's enough evil training for now." He reached up to her after looking back, serpentine eyes showing a whirlwind of emotions that simply did not fit with that which was Haseo. Resting his hand on her cheek, he looked at her, and, with complete honesty and seriousness in his tone, uttered the words.

"I'm sorry for putting you through that."

by **Treble** Thu Sep 11, 2008 8:22 pm

Treble's whole body stiffens as she hears the clicked entrance of someone aproaching. She knew who it was even before he got to her. She could feel him, smell him, taste his scent on her tongue, and a part of her hated it...hated him, hated herself. She wanted to lash out at him in anger and pain, but she knew it would serve no purpose, nothing she did would ever remove the haunted look in the boys eyes as he died. It was something she would live with for ever. She drew a ragged breath as Haseo stepped next to her. She notices something though, as he speaks and makes the body disapear, his tone..his voice, it's different, almost...softer, gentler. She shudders as his eyes case her face, knowing that he is seeing the streaks on her cheeks left by her tears.

While he speaks, Treble listens, that is why she is here after all, is this...whatever it is, to learn from him. And as he speaks she nods her head ever so slightly, agreeing with him one hundred percent. She did think he was a monster. He had taken something from her that she would never get back. But as he stepped in front of her and continued to speak, the more she understood why he made her do it. She understood the need for balance, the need for both good and evil to take place in order for things to stay right, to remain in the natural order and balance.

Treble was shocked when he said he thought that was enough evil training, surely he wasn't upset...was he? Her whole being trembled and quaked when he put his hand on her cheek, but instead of wrenching away like she wanted to, instead of rearing back and attacking, she stayed there and accepted the comfort he offered. It was almost to much though, when he apologized. Eyes flying open and searching his face thoroughly, for some sign of malice, she was purplexed to find that he was sincere, she could feel his sincerity flowing through him, like a gentle wave from an ocean. Blinkg her eyes several times, she looked into his eyes, she wanted to comfort him as much as his palm resting gently on her cheek comforted her, so she said. "No...Haseo...I needed to go through that. I...I needed to learn... and you taught me."

by **Haseo** Thu Sep 11, 2008 8:22 pm

Haseo blinked as she spoke again. This time it sounded as if she were trying to take his guilt away. She was a confusing creature, this one. Eyeing her for a moment, Haseo withdrew from her with a nod, muttering, "Better an illusion than the real thing for your first time." He moved deep into the darkened chamber, forcing his steps to stay silent through a practiced routine.

"Next lesson...", he said, voice returning to business. He sat upon the throne in the room, and then gestured in front of him, where another throne suddenly sprang into being. "This will require some thinking, so you are free to sit as I am."

Rather than not waiting, as he so often did with her, Haseo leaned back into the throne-chair, resting his hands on the arms of it, one of his legs crossing over the other, in what many would percieve as a femenine gesture, but Haseo wasn't one who flaunted masculinity nor femeninity. He did what he wanted, and what felt comfortable to him, each dimension be damned if they thought they could make him do otherwise, the dark brown leather he wore on his legs making audible noises. The Freyalin slowly set his face on a palm. His gauntlets were odd, covering his entire forearm, and the back of his hand, as well as his fingers up to the second knuckle; the first point of bending. But everything else on his hand was left bare to view, the pale skin resting against his equally pale cheek.

For several long moments, Haseo regarded to himself of what he was going to ask her, and how to ask it. His hood had long since been drawn back, leaving his blood red hair to plain view as well, a few strands playing along his face as he waited for Treble's answer.

by **Treble** Thu Sep 11, 2008 8:22 pm

Treble watched him approach the throne and sit, in what she would discribe a very femenine way. Her cobalt blue eyes never left him, not once. Sighing, she followed suit, her tight black leather pants making no noise as she walked. When she reached the second throne that had sprung up from...somewhere, she pulled her feet out of her black heeled boots and crawled into the massive throne, taking care to life her waist length brown curls up, so as not to sit on them. Once she was seated, she pulled her knees up and rested her chin on them lightly, staring at Haseo. Her blood red corset was digging slightly into her waist, but it was a pain she was more than used to by now. She tilted her head to one side on her knee, and rested her cheek on it only for a moment before returning to her original position, with it nestled in the space where her knees met. As she wrapped her arms around her knees, clasping her hands around the oposite arm she stared at him with a look of curosity on her face.

"What do you wish to teach me now Teacher?"

by **Haseo** Thu Sep 11, 2008 8:23 pm

Haseo, continued with his silent, quiet contemplation, seemed not to hear her question for several moments, though, as had been proven before, he'd extremely sensitive hearing, which would more than likely pick up on anything. The Freyalin set his glowing yellow, serpentine slitted eyes on the woman, eyes trailing along the, he had to admit, enjoyable curling brown hair he'd cut and regrown for her only recently. Slowly, he raised a single finger, curling it, and brought it back down on the throne's arm. The sound resonated off the walls, and Haseo stood again. "What type of devil do you plan on becoming. I've known many kinds. Will you allow your hate to spill forth... and become a hideous creature of hatred, pain, sorrow, and certain death stretched out over centuries of torment, like so?"

The moment he finished, his entire body convulsed. It was almost like someone had jabbed something into the red haired Mad God... or rather something was shoving out.

His jaw, unhinging, seemed to be pushed back as his throat swelled into something large and disgusting. Long, pale fingers tipped in ivory talons curled around his lips, coming from the insides of his mouth, as his eyes glazed over white. Eight fingers, four on the lower lips and four on his upper, pushed open the jaw with a sickening crack, and a head began to crest from out of it. It, too, had blood red hair, but so much longer and flatter to its head. Also on this head were six horns. Two curled along the sides of its head, running nearly flat against it, two more curled over along the top in the same manner, and between the two sets were two great, large horns that crested up and outwards. The set of horns almost looked like a sick version of a crown.

In the center of whatever's forehead that was emerging, was a single glowing rune, that appeared to be an eye surrounded by flames. The thing pulled itself out of Haseo, and it revealed itself to be another, much larger, much more intimidating Haseo. Only to the top half was free, and already it was a site to behold. A long body, thin at the waist and abdomen, before suddenly, and insanely bulding out in muscle, decked out in black metal armor, but for one of the pauldrons, the left shoulder armor. It was a dragon skull, as was one of his bracers on the opposite arm. Eight, black feathered wings unfurled from behind it suddenly, the largest set at the top, and each set of wings growing smaller the further down the back they were. The thin bicepped, thick forearmed arms swung about, as if jerking itself, and, with a semi leap, tore itself from the remains of the now broken Haseo husk. Like a snake shedding its skin.

Swaying and curling behind it were nine, white fox tails, each one tipped in red.

The armor was a terrifying sight, made of a black metal and depicting, not skulls, and not demons as many would expect... but rather collages of screaming faces. Other than the blackness that covered it, it had a distinct, reddish glow around it, as if presenting its outline for all to see.

The larger form of Haseo clicked its claws together for a moment, and eyed Treble.

"Would you want to become like this?", he began slowly, even his voice a contrast to the former Haseo's, lower and deeper, echoing, and definitively male, whereas the other Haseo's voice seemed genderless, "Or would you prefer to become something not so terrible to behold?"

by **Treble** Thu Sep 11, 2008 8:23 pm

Treble watched him watching her, and a shudder went down her spine. His eyes seemed to be studying her every part, and he lingered momentairly on her hair. A slow blush crept up her neck, but she quickly regulated her breathing and it went away, hopefully before he noticed. She took this time to study him, to observe his every feature. Looking at him, she noticed the intense yellow of his Irisis, they were completely yellow, and there was no white...only blackness. Why hadn't she noticed before? As she continued to stare at them she realized for the first time how amazing they actually were. They held a depth she had never before taken the time to notice. She let out the smallest of sighs and went back to waiting for him to reply.

Blinking, she pondered his question. What kind of devil did she want to be? They thought had never crossed her mind in all honesty. She assumed she would always go on being herself. But the more she thought about it, the more she realized how incorrect this assumption was. She thought about all of the devils she had ever read about and she winced slightly. None of them were anything like her. But, then again, she wasn't really like very many other people, human or not. She hesitated a moment before thinking to herself. I can be whatever I want to be. I am the Devil, that doesn't mean I have to lose myself. I have proven that I can be evil, and corrupt, but that doesn't mean I have to change who I am.

Looking up at Haseo, her eyes went wide. She had been thinking so intently, that she had not been paying attention to his actions. As close to a mistake as she had ever mad in her life judging by what was happening in front of her. She shuddered and shrinked back against the throne a little as Haseo changed. He was....disgusting. They horns on his head...His body...everything about him shouted evil, AND to top it all off, he now sported what looked like a dragons head on his shoulder. I'm half dragon! She thought to herself. But as the creature that was Haseo fully emerged from the body, she shrank back in the chair even further, her eyes wide, not in complete terror, but shock. And when it spoke, she was repuled even more. She quickly shook her head. "Absolutley NOT, I do NOT want to be....." She let her words trail off as they hit the dead air.

by **Haseo** Thu Sep 11, 2008 8:24 pm

The Devil slowly waited to see if she would finish what she said or not, and, upon realizing what she had to say would not come from her, he nodded softly, finishing for her.

"... A disgusting and foul monster."

He slowly looked down at his hands, the long, boney fingers disturbing him as he viewed them again for the... Hell... even he didn't know how many times he'd viewed this form with a wretched disgust. He enjoyed it's power very much, yes, but he knew it was hideous, and even frightened his daughter, Eindrel, repelling her from him. He never took this form while she was around again, not wanting to see that screaming face or hear the ringing shrieks that followed.

Haseo's lips turned tightly downwards. They were stretched upon his thin and bony face, and any expression he made involving them always became more profound. He made a motion almost like wiggling his fingers, talons clicking together. His eyes, despite his fierce brow, seemed to soften for the barest of moments, and he looked up at her with an almost sad smile. "Don't worry... I'm changing back." And, just as he said, he changed back. The body seemed to explode outward, like glass shattering, leaving Haseo in the form he had been dwelling in for the last decade or so. The fragments, however, quickly dissipated into mists.

"Do you see what you may warp into if you choose a path of complete darkness as the Devil? Now, I'm not telling you to go in the complete opposite direction and turn your Hell into a Heaven... but you will more than likely become a being of light like I was when you cut off my head. Though I'll admit that wouldn't be too bad of a look for you..." he slowly raised his now talonless fingers to his chin, looking her over, "Wouldn't suit Zorrina I'm thinking."

He fell back into his throne with a wince, letting out a tired sigh. "That took a lot out of me... switching between forms like that with barely any time in between to rest my energies. You wouldn't believe the strain it puts on one's mind to do that." He offered her a slight grin, before settling in more comfortably. "What conclusion do you think you've reached about the kind of Devil you will be?" He watched her with a scrutinizing gaze, and leaned even more fully back into his chair, legs again crossing as his hood was telekeneticaly drawn up over his head, shadowing over the top half of his face.

by **Treble** Thu Sep 11, 2008 8:25 pm

Treble blinked a couple of times and watched Haseo. Even though he was repulsive in this form, she could still feel what he was feeling, and it hurt her. He was as disgusted with it as she was. This puzzeled her greatly, but she decided to tuck that little piece of information away for later. She furrowed her brow as she got the slightest hint of love pouring from him, and realized he was thinking of Eindrel. A thought came to her, Surely he hadn't taken this form in front of the child. It would have freightened her to death, even knowing who her father was. She looked at him and started to smile, but that quickly turned to a look of shock and horror when he seemed to explode. Quickly, she raised her arms over her head that had come to rest back on her knees, and she let out a small whimper. But the force never hit her, and as she looked up, she saw her teacher standing there, in his normal form. Breathing a sigh of relief, she watched him. He looked weary, haggard almost; the answer to her question came even before she had a chance to ask though.

She actually completely blushed at his compliment, her face turning a deep shade of red. This was not the normal things she expected out of his mouth. He was rude, crude, and usually made her innards wince at his brashness, but now...he seemed...almost friendly. She cleared her mind, once again, of it's wondering thoughts and focused back on the lesson. Lifting her head she tilted it quizzically at his question before putting down her legs and stretching them. Her feet touched the cold stone of the chamber, and a shiver raced up her legs and through her spine. Pursing her lips she stood and walked behind the thrown, and started to pace, pondering.

"First of all, I completely agree with you, the being of light would not suit Zorrinna in any way, however, the form of the...the form you just took, doesn't suit me either." She stopped pacing for a moment and reguarded him thoughtfully. Zorrinna, who had been quiet up until now, decided it was a good time to put in her two sense. "I think his previous form was just fine Treble. Why don't you chose that one! I would be happy, you would suffer, all would be right with the world. Treble glared at nothing in particular and decided to ignore her evil counterpart's annoying snipits. Instead she continued to pace.

"I don't want my hell to be a heaven either, that's not what it is supposed to be, and it would upset the balance. I have no problems being evil, for the most part. Stealing souls, torchering beings... all are things that are required of the devil. I do believe, however, that I can not block all forms of kindness from myself. I am a kind being by nature, and to block it would only lead to a very quick demise of myself. I believe I will continue on, much as I have, just changing certain things about myself. For instance, less cuddeling, and more torchiring... More fighting, and participating in the more evil acts that go on around me. More sarcasm, and less coddling. No more coddling for me. I know I must earn the respect of my fellow beings, but I am ready to do just that." She finished speaking and pacing, and stood behind the throne, leaning on it slightly with her hands clasped over the back of it and looked at Haseo, hoping like all holy hell he was pleased with what she had said.

by **Haseo** Thu Sep 11, 2008 8:25 pm

Haseo slowly nodded as he listened to her little speech. It appeared that the visual aid had helped her along in choosing.

He felt a small swell of pride, knowing that he had helped someone along and continued to listen as she continued to speak. The pale Freyalin sat upon his throne, again assuming his previous pose. By her posture when she'd finished, the woman in the red corset leaning against her throne and staring at him, he almost sensed that she was... seeking approval?

He cocked his head to the side, and watched her watching him. Slowly, he smiled, and nodded. "Very good answer. Perfect in fact, for your coming profession." He would have stood and applauded, but he simply didn't feel like it, choosing to look a statue.

And, in his moment of rest, a thought struck itself up in his mind, and he wondered if even she herself had thought of it. It seemed a simple thing really. All he had to do was ask about it. But he worried she would take it in the wrong way, and assume he was attempting to poke holes in her logic. Disregarding it, he slowly asked, without a trace of vileness in his voice.

"And what of Ivan?"

He let the question hang in the air for several moments.

by **Treble** Thu Sep 11, 2008 8:26 pm

Treble beamed, actually beamed, with pride at his compliment. She also felt his pride for her and it surged through her like wildfire. Still grinning, she made her way back to the front of the throne and sat, her feet freezing, but she refused to put on the blastedly uncomfortable boots until they left. Pulling her knees back up, she absentmindedly rubbed the sides of her legs and watched her teacher. But then he said something that brought her natural high crashing back into reality.

"And what of Ivan?" Treble lifts her head swiftly and her legs drop to the floor, her mind reeling. Oh god! She had completely forgotten about her beloved! Her most...her..."Damn" She muttered. She had complete faith that SHE would be fine in her position as ruler of the underworld, but Ivan...She wasn't so sure. Zorrinna decided to pipe up again, which only annoyed her more. "Come on Treble! You know that kid will never be able to rule with you! He is WEAK! A simple plaything!" Treble shook her head furiously from side to side, shaking her head of Zorrinna's words. But they were embedded in her mind. Would her love be able to rise to what she asked of him? And FURTHERMORE, would being with him effect her as a ruler? She couldn't afford such possibilities. But instead of speaking of these things with Haseo, she put a look of absolute stone on her face, one she had learned from him after seeing it time and time again, and said "What of him? I don't see him as being a concern."

by **Haseo** Thu Sep 11, 2008 8:32 pm

Haseo watched, and gauged carefully. He noted the way her face fell, and then how she shook her head battling with herself, but most importantly he saw that absolute look of emptiness, one that he himself had perfected over the millenia. Matching that look with one of his own, he leaned forward in his throne, setting his hands folded in front of him, and cocked his head to the side. With a simple twitch of his eyebrow, the stone chamber they had been sitting in disappeared, leaving nothing but a blank whiteness. There were no shadows. There was no backround ambience of the scounces crackling merrily, or that incessant drip of far away water falling to the ground in extremely limited doses. Now, they were in an empty blankness.

"And you would become that terrible thing that I just showed you, only moments ago. I, too, thought I could exist on my life as a Devil and God alone. Do you know what happened?"

The area around them suddenly shifted. Now, their thrones were on a chunk of ground, that was near barren of life, but for a small tuft of dying grass here and there, the ground grey and sick, cracked in parts as hard dirt. This chunk of land was surrounded by many other chunks, though they were noticeably more full than the one that he and Treble occupied, but for the smaller ones like it. These chunks had broken scenes playing, repeatedly. Ones of screams and death, fear and hopelessness. While there were indeed buildings on these chunks, if such a scene held a building, the buildings, if too big for the chunk, was simply cut off, and looked as if it'd been ripped in half.

Undead horrors chewed upon fallen bodies, or even still screaming children on one chunk, the buildings around them on fire. Another chunk held an image of several dirty looking men with malformities on their bodies attacking helpless villagers with swords, daggers, spears, axes, bows and arrows, and other such things. Another chunk showed a woman hanging from a tree, while a creature that could only be described as a chunk of flesh, whipped her nude form with a thin, disgustingly thin arm that had no hand, shrieking out its own screaming cries of delight from the torture. And so these horrible scenes stretched on, and on and on. Cracks of blue lightning ran between the chunks, connecting them in the only way. It was all incased in a large, swirling sphere of blue clouds that rumbled and flashed like thunder clouds.

The only thing that any of the chunks had in common, however, was a single figure on every one of them, though in many different forms. A pale creature, with blood red hair. Haseo.

The true Haseo that sat across from Treble, however, did not take his gaze from her, watching intently. "This is what became of me. I destroyed my world, nearly wiping all life from its face. And once I had done that... I moved on to other worlds, consuming and destroying. Even killing their gods and absorbing them into myself. You see, Treble. When you fight me... you do not fight a single Divine being. You fight a slew of them, absorbed and contained within a single form that is released in dosages through whichever form I choose to take. Depending on the form, is what dictates how much power can be released. What you are looking at, is my mind during these times. I cared for nothing and no one. I slaughtered everything... And do you know what good came of it?"

He didn't wait for his answer.

"Nothing. I surrounded myself with my creations and my horrors, only making warped parodies of life, but never true life. I was alone. I was insane. And everyone suffered for it. Do you know how many planets I've destroyed since I've had Eindrel?" He waits for a moment, and answers himself again. "Not a single one. Because my life has purpose now. It has a reason. While, yes, I am a creature of balance, who fights to retain this balance... when something so evil is released like that... The evil needs something to calm it... a good way to describe it, would be like describing a katana. Every katana needs a scabbard to hold it and temper it. I am the katana and Eindrel my scabbard. She is what keeps me sane, and what keeps me from destroying all life in the dimensions."

by **Treble** Fri Sep 12, 2008 9:14 pm

Treble shifted uncomfortably in her throne, crossing her legs and leaning down resting her chin on her palm. The room suddenly dissolved and Treble and Haseo where sitting in their thrones in nothing but whiteness. It burned her eyes a bit because of the extreme difference in color, so she blinked rapidly, and then listened to her teacher. His words shocked her though. How could not loving or caring about....She didn't get to finish her thought because the room suddenly shifted and changed into something she could have gone her whole existance without seeing.

She didn't know what she was looking at at first, all she knew was that she heard noises, horrible, horrible noises. Noises that shook her to her core. There were screams of terror, fright, and pain that sang through the place like great gusts of wind. But then the scenes started to right themselves, and Treble knew true fear. She not only heard now, but saw also, the atrocities that surrounded them. Whimpering, Treble shrank back into her throne, her eyes wide and alive in terror. Her body trembled, and she felt an incredible urge to wretch. As she looked to the left, she saw a scene where a woman was naked and being whipped by...what in the hell was that anyways? It was that scene that got to her the most. The screams of the evil being whipping the woman, and it's screams of pleasure almost drove Treble to madness.

"Please teacher... Haseo... no more. Please make it go away." She whimpered. Looking over at her teacher, her eyes begging him take her somewhere else.

by **Haseo** Fri Sep 12, 2008 9:15 pm

(POTATO! YOU WANT POTATO! ARRRRRRRRRRRRRGH, POTATO!)

The Freyalin watched her reaction carefully. The fear that entered her eyes and her being, the disgust, and he looked over to what seemed to have caught her attention the most. That whipping mass of flesh.

"It's her father. I twisted him after he began to speak out against me. I delved into his soul, and found that he had been raping his daughter since she was a young girl. So, I gave him a visage that would suit that which was on the inside of him." He leveled a heavy gaze on her, and forced a smirk. "This is what will happen to you if you become a being of pure malice, one who would reject everything. While it would satisfy your role as a devil... would it truly satisfy YOU as a person? For some reason, I do not think so." Haseo leaned back and let the imagery continue on for several long drawn out moments, careful to mask what he was feeling, looking at her with soft, serpentine eyes. 'Does she even have what it takes?', he wondered to himself softly, brooding on the woman before him. 'Surely, she doesn't. I mean, when forced to do something, she can preform adequately enough... But she still hesitates too much.' He snuffed his thoughts out with a quick twitch of his mind.

The madness ceased then, and now they were sitting in a large metal room, who's side was ripped open to reveal a stirring volcanic chamber next to them. Within this chamber were many, many workers. Some were dwarves, while some were dark elves, but tall, standing amongst all of them, were large, steel colored metal covered figures. Their armor resembled skeletal forms, the heads fitted with horns that jutted out and curved around forward, and gripped in their hands were wicked swords, with many spokes coming from them. When one of the other workers got in the way, they were quick to move, lest they be crushed by the large feet of the armored figures. Otherwise, all of the workers stood near the flowing lava, forging and working metal into wonderous works.

The metal of the room that Haseo and Treble occupied, however, looked old and rusted. Ancient even and it was larger than even that expanse of a chamber that she and the Freyalin had been occupying. Again, next to Haseo's throne, was a small table that had a bottle of wine resting upon it, but now there were two small glasses, as well as a single plate, filled with a large amount of food, as Haseo no doubtedly wondered if she was hungry, as he was slowly growing. He did not require the sustanence mortal creatures required, and, upon a small reflection, he wondered if she even ate the food he had lain out with his considerable power that was already well on its way to recovering.

The heat that filtered in from the lava chamber wouldn't disturb either of them. Haseo, being a creature who could control every aspect of his body with his mind, felt little heat, and he doubted that it would do much to bother the half dragon woman in front of him. At least not while they were sitting. Moving around, perhaps would work up quite a stir for them both as their body temperatures rose. He slowly gestured to the food beside of him, and the table slid, without a sound, from his side to Treble's. "Eat, child. I'm sure you must be growing hungry."

He wondered if she could even stomach food after the last realm that they had been in, but he also knew that the body must retain its sustanence, diven being or not. The wine bottle floated over to Haseo, who caught it with an outstretched hand, feeling the ever cool glass with his fingers, as they slowly, almost lovingly, ran up to the cork. He summoned the glasses as well, and they floated in the air before him as well, as he opened the cork with a single finger that grew a talon, pulling the cork off easilly. With a frown, Haseo flicked the cork off with his thumb, and the cool liquid floated out from the bottle in a serpentine like manner, filling the wine glasses to the rim. Letting go of the bottle, it floated back to the table, as did one of the wine glasses, while the other floated to Haseo, who took it gingerly by the bottom of the glass, the stem hanging between two of his fingers, in an aristocratic manner. Looking over the brim of the glass, he slowly sipped at the wine, not drinking it, but rather rolling it around in his mouth with his tongue. "Do try to eat civily. Devils, for the most part, actually pride themselves as appearing as royalty... at least in some instances. Battles, however... those are another matter."

by **Treble** Fri Sep 12, 2008 9:15 pm

Haseo's words barely registered with Treble's terrified mind. A few words lept out at her, such as Father, Daughter, Raped, Visage. She couldn't quite understand why he saw fit to continue to torture the young girl, but it was his hell, not hers. She shuddered once, and then looked away from the duo. As she looked into his eyes, she was filled with a sense of foreboding, THIS was the Haseo she knew, the Haseo that laughed at pain, and snickered at innocence. She blinked once and when she opened her eyes again, they were no longer in what she had secretly started calling, "The Pit of Agony."

Looking around, Treble began to wonder about their new surroundings. It was an odd room with only three walls, instead of four, and there were creatures of all different races here. She tried to take in all that she was seeing, but there was siply to much. To much hustle and to much bustle. The room they were in looked no more than a metla box, but she wasn't sure if it was to contain people or force them to do as Haseo pleased..As she glanced around the room, her eyes became fixed on a plateof food sitting on the table next to Haseo. It was at that very moment, she realized how hungry she truly was.

As the table slid closer to her, Treble got even more hungry, the food looked so delicious, there was every type of human food imaginalbe, Her stomach let out a small growl and she sat there, quite daintly, eating the food that he had provided. She watched him intently, studying his everymove. She picked up the glass of wine and graciously drank, trying to imitate him in every way. And as she set the glass back down, she began to ponder the next lesson.

by **Haseo** Fri Sep 12, 2008 9:16 pm

Haseo observed her silently regarding the room around her. She seemed to think it a trap to some degree, and didn't like it at all. He nodded to himself. That was good. This training wasn't exactly to make her comfortable.

.......

Or could it?

Haseo slowly rolled the wine around in the glass, looking into it. He kept any emotions squashed as an idea ran through his head. He did not particulary like having to watch his emotions constantly because of the accursed gift his 'Good' self had given Treble. While it could be useful against enemies, it annoyed the Hell out of him to no end, knowing that someone could be spying on his inner-most workings if he did not keep his heart and feelings in check. Slowly standing, Haseo began to subtly invade her mind. He knew that he had given her training in focus, but each time she'd had warning of what he was about to do. Now... the small dose of hypnotic waves were bare, and low, only slowly, and steadily growing. He kept the growth down to the barest of minimums though. He was invading her carnal side again, but nowhere near as hard as before. Slowly, he barely brushed it, just enough to make her thoughts wander if his plan worked. He did this for several long minutes, until it would be easy to initiate the next part of his plan.

He slowly stood up, sipping his wine again, before setting it around on the table and working his way to the side of Treble, leaning over to her and setting his cool hands on her bare shoulders, slowly and gently rubbing them, lightly pinching the muscles between his fingers and thumbs, trying to work out any stiffness she might bare in her muscles. The Freyalin slowly leaned in close to her, his mind set on this newest test; her resistance to seduction. He let his breath softly trail over her ear, coming in near to bring his face closer to her hair, sniffing it softly, but still audibly enough for her to hear.

"Treble...", his voice was quiet, low, and a soft hiss, and his hand slowly worked away from her shoulder, up her neck to softly rest against her cheek, pulling her face to lightly view him. His serpentine eyes focused on her cobalt blue eyes. He leaned in close to her, cool forehead resting against her's and his nose barely sliding past her's, until his lips were nearly touching hers. "... Are you listening to your teacher?" His tone was still that quiet, commanding hiss.

by **Treble** Fri Sep 12, 2008 9:16 pm

She was so focused on eating, that Treble barely noticed Haseo rising from his chair. As she ate the last bite of bread and cheese, she lifted her wine glass and stared into it intently, as if trying to urge red wine to move. She wasn't really focusing on the wine though, her mind had drifted elsewhere; a dangerous thing to do in the prescence of her teacher. She was thinking back to when she first had met the Freyalin. He had been near a throne, and she had been innocent, Zorrinna not yet a part of her. She grinned into the wine as she remembered their brief exchange of words, and then he had said something rude, and as retaliation, she had thrown a rock at his head. It had gone downhill after that, involving her torture and his enjoyment, but she still grinned as she thought of it.

Treble's grin quickly turned into a frown though, when she felt something in her mind. She wasn't sure what it was, just that it didn't belong. It was more subtle than when Haseo had invaded her mind previously, but she had a feeling that this was still the case. Her brows furrowed as she tried to not push him out, but find out what he was doing. Goosebumps slowly creepd up her spine as his mind stroked hers, and a quiet moan escaped her lips, which were slightly open, her head tilting to the right slightly. And then his fingers found her flesh and a strangled gasp bubbled out of her mouth as she stiffened slightly.

He was rubbing her shoulders, kneeding away all the tension that had filled them since the previous lessons. Without realizing what she was doing, she relaxed, and leaned into his rubbing hands slightly. She moaned again and her eyes closed as he stroked her mind and her shoulders. As he leaned into her she felt his hot breath on her ear and it sent chills of maddness through her whole body. As he sniffed her hair, she was almost positive that she could feel her control snap. She moaned once more as he began to speak, her name on his lips did strange things to her stomach, and she had to fight harder than ever before to continue to control her bodies responses, when his hand snaked up her neck and rested on her cheek, pulling her face to look directly into his eyes.

She no longer feared those yellow eyes, she no longer feared his steeley gaze of cold contempt, she no longer feared those things because he no longer looked at her with them. Instead of a steeley gaze, she stared into yellow eyes that were half lidded, and...soft. She sighed as he spoke to her and almost went into convulsions when his forehead came to rest against hers, his lips a mere babies breath away from hers. At his question her mind reeled, and all she could do to reply was slightly nod her head, her curls bouncing softly as she did so. "Yes...yes I am teacher."

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