OOC:
I was very, very bored...
... mainly with waiting for BM 3, and I wanted to show you guys the epilogue anyway...
Late Epilogue:
Dez had made it to back it back to the Brotherhood, if he could even call it that now.
It was broken, and he only saw a few men and women who he recognised as being from the Brotherhood around their new “home”, which was a Necromancer Temple, and they were laying on the floor in bandages, gritting their teeth through the pain. This wasn’t home, it just couldn’t be. All that Carl had worked for, gone.
Carl…
Carl was dead, and Dez had caused it. He had just been too angry, too enraged with Harlow, with all his betrayals, with his life…
No, it wasn’t his fault. It was Natasha’s, and Harlow’s, and all of those bastards’ fault. He would kill them all.
But for now, he was just walking through the temple, getting the occasional glare from Necromancers passing by, and giving them an evil stare back. They didn’t know what he’d been through, what he’d lost.
Finally, he walked into the inner sanctum, where robed figures stood in circle in the middle of the room. There was an old looking man in the middle, also draped in the dark robes of his order, a hood held over his head, dark magic emanating from him. It was the man he had been searching for, the elder of the Necromancers. He was the oldest and most experienced of the order, Dez had been told that he couldn’t even comprehend the power the old man had.
The circle broke apart, and made two lines facing inwards, allowing the old man to walk down the middle, holding a purple book which must have been older than the man was himself.
The man walked up to him, and allowed Dez to speak.
“You sent for me, Lord Damon,” Dez stated simply.
“Yes, there is a spirit, swirling within your very essence,” Damon spoke these words slowly. “And everybody knows that a spirit belongs in a body. Don’t you know?”
This served as a shock to Dez. Atlas? Damon wanted to resurrect Atlas? How did he know that Atlas was with him anyway?
“So?” Damon asked.
“Okay…” Dez asked, his mind wandering on its own little world, with another.
Seems like somebody wants you out Atlas…
The circle had been assembled once again, with Damon standing in the middle, chanting dark magics in latin, his hands raised in the air, a purple cross around him on the floor. Dez kneeled in front of him, allowing Damon to lay his hand upon his head, and chant even louder. Dez could feel the words assemble inside his head, and they rearranged themselves, the letters making new words, words in English which he could now understand.
”There is a soul trapped in this Wolves body. Not any normal spirit, but a spirit of another Wolf. We will draw the essence of the spirit from the simple human form, and reunite it with its one rightful body. Brothers! We will reunite them! They shall become whole!!!”
Dez felt a burning sensation in his mind, as if something was being stolen from his mind, which, in all truthfulness, something was, but it wasn’t really his.
As the process went on, it became even more painful, and he grits his teeth through the hardship. The pain increased like a crescendo to a massive amount of pain, with Dez screaming through it all.
And then it stopped, and Dez slumped to the floor, absolutely exhausted, with a headache that could kill a horse. He looked up, and saw a body starting to form, feet first, then the legs, rising up until his entire body could be seen, which then fell to the floor gracefully.
He knew it was Atlas, but there was something strange, as if he was looking in a mirror.
A mirror?
Atlas turned, and smiled at Dez, a dark grin on his face, and Dez’s heart skipped a beat.
They look almost exactly the same.
Player: The Kaiser
Character Name: Atlas Mirage
Age: Unknown, but looks around 20.
Appearance: Almost exactly like Dez, but a little darker. He still has the charm, but he doesn’t have the spark on his face, or the aura of goodness, for people always know when they see him, that he has had a rough ride.
Personality: Very easy to change at the slightest notice. Can be very serious, and mainly goes around looking after number 1, but he definitely knows the difference between what’s right and what’s wrong.
Equipment: SPAS 12, regenerative aid potions, Desert Eagle.
Backstory: Atlas only now knows his true life story. He never belonged to this world; he was in another when he was born. In the other world, Vampires rule supreme, and he was born in secret, to a small pack of wolves, who just tried to live, unknown to the Vampire community. Eventually these wolves were found, and wiped them off the face of the earth. Atlas however, ran in the battle, for he was only a young pup, and would have made no difference to the battle. He ran, as far away as he could, on the run from the Vampires who had murdered his pack. One day they caught up, but he doesn’t remember anything else, except from a dark light consisting of shadows, and a thousand deaths in hell.
Other: He is the Crooked World version of Dez, but has only just found that out. Extremely versatile fighter.
Major
NPC: Valentin Rusmanov
Age: ??? He estimates around 1900
Appearance:
Personality: Cold, arrogant, does not care about any other life than his own, he only saves somebody if he sees it will benefit him to.
Equipment: The Impaler (sword infused with dark magic’s), various magic potions.
Backstory: Valentin has had many different lives, but is most famously known (by those who know) for living the life of Vlad the Impaler. Truth be told, he only did it because he was bored.
He is feared, and sometimes respected among many different people, but everybody knows his goals are certain, but his means are confused by many.
He lives in a town entirely populated by Vampires, and he owns it all, but most recently he has been called for help against his most annoying foe, the wolf Natasha, by somebody called Dez…
Other: Very intimidating (in battle)
Name: Dez Blue
Age: 20
Race/Affiliation: Werewolf/Lunar Brotherhood
Physical Description: Tall, handsome, spiky blonde hair, serious.
Equipment: Possesses a Desert Eagle and a SCAR-H Assault Rifle. Has a Vampire talisman. A silver cross pendant left from his father.
Backstory: His parents were killed when he was 10 years old by "unknown forces" when he was out with a friend. He mourned for ages. And he was left to live with his uncle. His uncle taught him about the Werewolves and Vampires that roam this world when he came of age, and was ready to learn about the harsh truths, and that it was his duty to defend the city against them. He accepted this duty with great pride. One day, he found a young homeless woman on the street, and fell for her. Her name was Rachel. He brought her into his home, and she followed him to be a Hunter.
When he was called to aid the Hunters in Empire City, his life fell into pieces. When the Vampires attacked the Hunter farm when he was not around, they killed his dear Uncle, who was his only piece of family he had left. Then, later on, when he was helping Vegas in a fight against some Werewolves, one managed to bite him in the leg, and he was turned. Vegas didn't have the heart to kill him. He hopes that Vegas had told Rachel he was dead, as he didn't want her to know what he had now become.
Then he met Carl Johnson, the leader of the Lunar Brotherhood. They are a small collection of Werewolves who refuse to believe they are destined to be creatures of evil, and instead try to rid the world of evil forces, such as other Wolves, and Vampires. They are not allowed to harm humans of any kind, apart from corrupted and evil people, who they can feed on. He has now joined them, and he hopes for a better life. Though he cannot forget the events in Empire City.
In Prague, he learnt that Carl was actually his father, and also a Pureblood, which struck him hard. He fought many hard battles, lost Rachel, his father, and the Brotherhood was almost completely destroyed. He also found an mysterious ally in a wolf called Atlas, who he has only just found out is his Crooked World version. All this has happened, yet he fights on.
He goes on, only for one goal.
He must kill Natasha.
Other: Atlas’ double in the real world, but much lighter.
