Vicious and Bloodthirsty (Open)

[Duorzum]

So...this was Nibelheim...

Duorzum shrugged to himself, not really caring what the city's history was, or why. He was here for another purpose. Investigation. His first stop was the town itself. Hopefully someone has something linking to his creation. He had to keep a low profile though.

Still wearing his human disguise, he dimmed down the glow of his violet eyes until they stopped glowing, revealing twin pools of amythests beneath. His waltz into town was smooth; he wasn't bothered by anybody...

...yet. Duorzum still kept a wary eye for those who knew about his target, and he had good insight on who knew what just by studying them like a hawk. This should be easy.

Should've been easy....

[OWEED™]

devileye said:

So...this was Nibelheim...

Duorzum shrugged to himself, not really caring what the city's history was, or why. He was here for another purpose. Investigation. His first stop was the town itself. Hopefully someone has something linking to his creation. He had to keep a low profile though.

Still wearing his human disguise, he dimmed down the glow of his violet eyes until they stopped glowing, revealing twin pools of amythests beneath. His waltz into town was smooth; he wasn't bothered by anybody...

...yet. Duorzum still kept a wary eye for those who knew about his target, and he had good insight on who knew what just by studying them like a hawk. This should be easy.

Should've been easy....

Genesis, while steaked out on the inn's roof, hidden behind the main sign, saw the man cloaked in purple cautiously walking the streets of the city below...

[glow=red,2,300]"hmmm...that one looks fimiliar..."
[/glow]

Genesis squinted to see better...

[glow=red,2,300]"where have i..."[/glow]

Genesis froze mid-sentence as he realized it, his eyes going wide in suprise...

[glow=red,2,300]"VINCENT VALENTINE!?" [/glow]he whispered/cursed to himself as he quickly ducked out of sight...

how did he get out of that cave!?

Genesis slowly glanced back down at the man...

wait...somethings off...the color of that cloth...hmmmmmmm...

I'd better play it safe and see what he's up to...

[Duorzum]

He moved quietly and swiftly through the croud, a whiff of something unnatural moving past him...

His keen nose picked it up.

Moving down quickly into an ally, he shrouded himself in darkness, violet eyes now brightly glowing again. He flew out of the ally and into the sky, propelled up by large demon wings. Duorzum was fully transformed into his true state (which was the DoC Vincent Chaos form, just with different color scheme, lack of protomateria, and an arrow-tipped tail), and had taken to the sky. He seemed to be looking for the source of the scent...

Until something with eight massive feathery wings slammed into his back, shoulder down in a tackle. The Violet Demon managed to flip and right himself in the air, wings spread out fully. The one with the eight wings seemed to be calmly drifting in place, the wings moving in a lazy ripple motion.

"Spider Wing! I've had enough of these cat and mouse games!"

The one called Spider Wing simply shrugged, his armor rattling with the motion. Bathed in the moonlight, it was clear that Spider Wing was a Sephiroth clone gone wrong. His silver hair was shorter than his, and his face had pencil thin scars all over it. He also held a double-bladed scythe. One blade was black, the other was white. He held the black blade up before the demon, the white one sticking up from behind his arm, the weapon itself looking like some kind of a twisted bonesaw.

"I am here to correct Master Xenocide's mistake. I am his super warrior. You are nothing but prey for me!"

"Spare me the melodramatic details. I seek information, not a vicious duel, Spider Wing!"

"Stupid demon."

"WHAT WAS THAT?!"

Spider Wing started laughing, while Duorzum was fuming. The huge weapon lowered as the demon's taloned hands moved to rest on the handles of his guns.

Things were getting hot.

[OWEED™]

devileye said:

He moved quietly and swiftly through the croud, a whiff of something unnatural moving past him...

His keen nose picked it up.

Moving down quickly into an ally, he shrouded himself in darkness, violet eyes now brightly glowing again. He flew out of the ally and into the sky, propelled up by large demon wings. Duorzum was fully transformed into his true state (which was the DoC Vincent Chaos form, just with different color scheme, lack of protomateria, and an arrow-tipped tail), and had taken to the sky. He seemed to be looking for the source of the scent...

Until something with eight massive feathery wings slammed into his back, shoulder down in a tackle. The Violet Demon managed to flip and right himself in the air, wings spread out fully. The one with the eight wings seemed to be calmly drifting in place, the wings moving in a lazy ripple motion.

"Spider Wing! I've had enough of these cat and mouse games!"

The one called Spider Wing simply shrugged, his armor rattling with the motion. Bathed in the moonlight, it was clear that Spider Wing was a Sephiroth clone gone wrong. His silver hair was shorter than his, and his face had pencil thin scars all over it. He also held a double-bladed scythe. One blade was black, the other was white. He held the black blade up before the demon, the white one sticking up from behind his arm, the weapon itself looking like some kind of a twisted bonesaw.

"I am here to correct Master Xenocide's mistake. I am his super warrior. You are nothing but prey for me!"

"Spare me the melodramatic details. I seek information, not a vicious duel, Spider Wing!"

"Stupid demon."

"WHAT WAS THAT?!"

Spider Wing started laughing, while Duorzum was fuming. The huge weapon lowered as the demon's taloned hands moved to rest on the handles of his guns.

Things were getting hot.

Genesis saw somthing he couldn't believe...

ANOTHER CHAOS!? he screamed to himself

AND...is that...no...

Genesis was frozen to the roof...

that's...not possible...

immediately Genesis clocked himself and sped off towards Banoora...he had to be sure...

[Duorzum]

The demon yanked out his guns and let loose a hailstorm of screaming bullets.

The Sephiroth clone was already in motion, lazily dodging the bullets to mock the sharpshooter. Blade met barrel as both weapons locked against each other, allowing both combatants to stare eye to eye with the other. Then they were a blur of color, bashing against each other and causing light flashes over the town of Nibelheim.

The fight had just started.