[M]The Labyrinth [IC]

[Isis]

Red gaped. "Iron? Really? I mean..." She frowned. "It's so cliche."

Nonetheless, it worked. Jubilee swung the sword around the pair of them, coming a little too close to Red's body for her to feel quite comfortable with it. Like magic, the horrible little flying things backed away, hissing and spitting like snakes. Miniature flying snakes.

"We're going to have to make a run for it Red... are you ready?" the other girl prompted.

Glancing around, Red looked at the proliferation of faeries versus the single blade. "Hang on." While Jubilee still swung the blade around like she'd done so before, Red let her bag drop until she could reach into it, digging around for the only (presumably) iron weapon she had. A dagger.

She extended the weapon directly in front of herself. "Yeah, alright. Let's run."

Not waiting for Jubilee to register she'd heard or even offer a countdown, Red began to sprint, waving her small knife like a flail around herself. She jumped the body, little fairies seizing hold of her back with what felt like... Yeah. Yeah, that was definitely their teeth. Ow. Spinning in a circle, Red used her dagger like a moving shield, knocking away fairies with the force of her motion and their fear of iron. Finally, the little buggers retreated, probably back to their delicious dead body.

Red panted, though she wasn't sure if it was from exhilaration or fear, and bent down, placing her hands on her knees to catch her breath. "Well." She looked up at Jubilee. "That was an adventure. Shall we keep onwards?"

Though the girl said nothing, she secretly marveled at her albino companion's ability to swing a sword around. Swords and other such weapons were not light. Red didn't think she would have had the arm strength to hold one straight, much less ward off miniature flying carnivores. Apparently there was more to Jubilee than she'd thought.

[infernai]

Rei watched as the wolves gathered down around him, his expression one of curiousity.
"They regular wolves? Hmm, no no no..they seem bigger almost like..."He clicked his fingers together."Dire wolves!"His expression quickly faded to one of dread as he saw one lunge up to try and bite at him, making him flinch and move back, trying in vain to swing down at them with the blade in his arms, albeit without any luck.
He had backed himself into a corner, that was for certain, but he was never exactly a trained combatant, and even his own knowledge was rather limited in that capacity.

He was brought out of his thoughts by the sound of a wolf squealing in pain, making him look up ahead."Savior...Or, something worse. Worse then dire-wolves? Oh no..."He remained in the tree, seeming a bit worried now that maybe, just maybe, he might be a bit to far up the creek without a paddle this time. Surely, whatever was capable of killing a dire-wolf would want him dead too? What with the blade, the hat and the guns. Wait, guns? Yes, he was certain he'd heard guns fired. But, magical creatures didn't use guns, they had magic after all.

What's a little chink doin' up in a tree?
Chink? He didn't know whether to resent that or not. Wait, yes...he resented that, now he remembered what the term meant. He narrowed his eyes, about to vocalize this when he saw the person that had taken care of the wolves. He blinked, tilting his head to one side as he saw how she looked.
She was dressed in the garb of the old west, and the revolvers in her hands completed the cowboy image. Or, was it cowgirl? Whatever the case, he climbed down, feeling confident she would try to do anything to him.

His sword in hand, he moved over, disregarding personal space as he looked at her smirk. Gently, he grabbed the hat she wore, lifting it up just an inch to see her eyes, his own narrowed in concentration.
"Old west garb, revolvers, reddish hair.."He looked her up and down."Female, smirk....that smirk.."His own eyes went wide with surprise, starting to laugh."You're bullseye! Most wanted woman in the old west!" He sounded impressed, grabbing her hand and shaking it roughly but excitedly."I'm Rei, Rei Masters! Let me just say, on behalf of historians everywhere, it's an honor to meet someone with your reputation!"

[Lithiora]

Jubilee Labae

Jubilee was exhausted after they ran from the little faeries. "It really is cliche, but hey, this place isn't exactly the most... non-cliche labyrinth in the world...." After she caught her breath she stared at the other girl. She didn't seem to be as frightened as most people would be in this situation. She wondered if the girl had ever been in anything similar to this, or if she just took things in stride.

The one good thing about being here was that she wasn't exactly an outcast among 2 people, herself included. That made her happy. She didn't have to pretend not to exist. She nodded when the girl asked if they should move on. "Yeah, we should move forward a little bit. When the sun starts to set though, we'll have to make camp."

When the sun finally did set, they made camp with what little they had. Each of them had a blanket in their packs. There were enough dried branches around to start a fire, so Jubilee started it and ended up catching two squirrel-like animals for them to eat. "I'm sorry if this isn't good enough... there's not much for food around here..." As she ate hers she noticed a slight howling off in the distance that gradually began to get closer.

"What is that....?" she asked the question more rhetorical than anything else. Before she could say anything else the wolves rounded the corner, snarling and baring their teeth, snapping at the two girls. "Oh shit! Red... weapons... my sword is closer to you..." she was slightly panicked but she did her best to hide this from her companion. Whether or not it worked she was unsure.

[Lithiora]

Green - Welcome to the Abandoned City. All around you are buildings that have long since crumbled into ruins. The area around you is approximately 9 miles if you were to run all the way around it. Sadly, there is a fence that prevents the easy way. You must make your way through this city to move on. But, in this city resides a Cintemant. This monster is a giant mutated insect. On it's back lie spikes that are not only poisonous, but deadly as well. Pincers on it's 20 limbs that could cut you in half. It is 6 feet long. It has glowing red eyes. It follows you as you make your way through the city. At some point you will have to face it. How will you fare?

Orange - Welcome to the Woodlands. Around you lies woods that stretch for several thousand feet. Inside these woods lie creatures known as elves in the mortal world. However, in this world, they are not so nice. Their skin is purple and wrinkled. Their eyes glow yellow. Their ears are long, like a rabbits so they can hear better. They are amazing marksman. Their only objective is to kill you. There are 3 of them. Two male, one female. You have to go through the woodlands to make it to the next stage. How will you fare?

Brandin - Welcome to the swamp. Here lies the muck monster. It is made of all of the dead and dying hopes and dreams of the human race. It has powerful poisonous gases that are used to kill you. It can throw balls of muck at you that grow when they touch skin, slowly burying your body until you suffocate in it. You must get past this monster to move forward. How will you fare?

[Lithiora]

Brandin entered the swamp cautiously. He had barely gotten a few feet before something disgusting flew past his face. He hardly managed to dodge the next one, falling backwards into the swamp. He came up from the swamp spitting and coughing from not just the smell but the taste and the things that had entered his mouth. As he gasped for air, another ball of muck flew at him. He quickly moved out of the way, rolling himself back onto semi-dry land.

His eyes gaped as the muck monster rose and began sloshing towards him. He shot several arrows at it. Nothing changed. It kept coming, almost as though it felt nothing at all. Brandin pulled out his sword and ran, slicing the thing several times. He watched in shock as it kept moving, shooting balls of muck every chance it got.

"What the hell are you?!" The creature made a guttural laugh before throwing another ball that landed at Brandin's feet. Instantly, the ball began to emit gases that made Brandin dizzy and coughing. His vision blurred as he tried to attack the thing again to no avail. He felt it inside himself. There was no way he would survive this. He fell to his knees, weeping silently. "Forgive me..." he said to his family in prayer as the thing came up to him and lifted him with it's muck-hands into the air.

"Are those your last words? Pitiful human..." Brandin let 1 more tear slip from his eye as the thing shoved a muck ball into his mouth. He felt as the ball began to spread into his lungs and stomach. It hurt. Before he passed out he took another look at the monster and whispered one silent word. "menomae..." it was something that just came to him and he didn't know why. But it made the muck monster stop and stare.

It was frozen and it could no longer do anything to stop him. But the muck was still spreading, suffocating him more and more. He was getting ready to die completely when the muck monster exploded, pieces of it flying every which way. Brandin fell to the ground, his vision blurring as he fingered his wedding ring. One last tear flowed from his eyes as he took his last breath before he died.

[DarkShadow]

Luke stared at the thick woodlands that stood before him. A strange aura seemed to seep outward from deep with-in the forest. Something within seemed to grasp him, seemed to call him...
Just as he took a step forward, he heard a snap of a branch. He turned towards the direction the noise came from to see...nothing. He drew his swords and proceeded into the forest. As he walked, he felt something watching him. Something that wasnt human.

After half an hour of walking, the trees became closer together, and it became harder to see the surrounding area. A perfect place for an ambush. And, just as he suspected, an arrow shot from somewhere in the trees, missing him by a hairs breadth, while, simultaneously, a hooded figure ran at him with two daggers drawn. He threw his arms around the hooded figure, and threw it into a tree, knocking it unconcious. Another figure, this one having obvious male traits, jumped from the trees, and another one donning armor, its head visible,which, oddly, was purple and heavily wrinkled, but was obviously female, walked from around a tree.

With swords drawn Luke charged. The other two figures drew swords and ran to meet him. Luke parried their swords and, despite being outnumbered, held his own. As they both swung their swords at him, he parried both and threw their weapons off, taking the moment to slash one across the torso. The cut was deep, and the monsters innards began slowly seeping out as it fell to the ground, taking its dying breath. The female yelled something in a language unknown to Luke, and ran to the dying things side. It cast off its hood, and its head had male traits, but purple and wrinkled as the females. The monster grasped the females hand and said something in a low voice before convulsing in pain. It thrashed about before lying still, dead.

The female screamed in sorrow before grasping the dead monsters sword and charging Luke with re-newed vigor. He parried a blow and raised his foot, kicking her in the ribs before swinging his sword and beheading her in one swift stroke. He looted them of their arrows, but found no provisions. They must have a camp, but he wasnt sticking around to look for it. Only staying long enough to shoot an arrow at the unconcious figures head, Luke departed.

[SikstaSlathalin]

Walking through the gate Dommi was expecting anything at this point flying monkeys, Elvis, she even one of the boys from N'Sync to come dancing out from an alley before a wall crumbled on top of him. At least being in this city would give her some good chances to scavenge some more and find a safer place to rest up then the crook of some walls with her pistol in her hand. With each step she felt like she was walking through the history of New York. Giant iron worked buildings, manholes leading to horribly smelling sewers, old food stands and stores all boarded up. But it looks like something or someone had been in the buildings at least some time in the past. The eeriest part of this city was that all the street lamps were still working giving the whole place the look like downtown at dusk. She could almost hear the clubs opening their doors and angry businessmen flagging down cabs so they can get drunk and find a hooker to take back to his 500 bucks a night hotel room.

Despite the dead and desolate city she had the sinking feeling that she wasn't alone. Maybe she would meet one of the guys from N'Sync but just in case it wasn't one of them she strapped one of the swords to her hip and check that her knife and gun were close at hand. She thought she heard something clicking along the broken pavement as she entered a small hotel to scavenge but shrugged it off looking at the crumbling buildings around her once more.

[Kris]

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