My Spirit Sleeping Somewhere Cold (Duorzum/OPEN!)

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Yazoo snorted with annoyance at the creature, cleanly evading its attack before darting back in and dealing a series of blows with his claws. Now that the thing was blind, it would be easy to take down. With a growl sounding faintly of cracking ice, the beast lunged for him with icy jaws open. The mutated Remnant side-stepped it before aiming a powerful kick to the thing's head. Ice cracked underneath his foot with a distinct splintering noise.

"I am fed up with you." He snarled to the Ice Hound, launching into a frontflip that raked the sharpened bone of his wing down its back. However, in the brief moments Yazoo had his back to his opponent, it fastened its jaws around the back of his neck. Blood colored the transparent ice scarlet as it viciously clung on, despite Yazoo's efforts to throw it off.

[Duorzum]

He saw this, and through a haze of red. Duo was also getting pissed off at this creature. In fact, he was never this pissed off to begin with. The sudden surge of mindless rage took to the surface, and the demon grabbed the Ice Hound by the ears. It whined and yelped at being pulled from a such a sensitive spot, and it did let go of Yazoo. Duo then shoved his arm into the beast's mouth, forcing the teeth down on it. The violet blood oozed down the creature's throat, and started to burn from the inside-out.

The ice started to melt and boil.

Duorzum's blood was potent to consume apparently. The creature started to thrash and howl, before it eventually turned into a pile of mush. This did not satisfy the abrupt change in mood. Why did he want to kill things so badly? Was he that angry? What did that psycho do to him?!

He furiously slashed at the cave wall, causing gouge-marks to appear. Being confused and unexplainably angry did not help any.

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Yazoo rubbed the puncture marks at the back of his neck, clearly annoyed that he'd allowed such an inferior creature to do such a thing. "You look as if you want to kill a whole hoarde of those things." He commented, raising one silver eyebrow. There hadn't been any change in Duorzum's outward appearance, nor had he seen a new power reveal itself. Maybe Duorzum's tests had been to enhance his killer instincts, or alter his mood into a more angry personality with that bloodlust that all of Dr. Psycho's experiments seemed to have. He had to supress a shudder at the thought that it may be him with a crave for blood next.

Deciding that it would not be best to push the matter, he allowed his gaze to drift to the mouth of the cave. Thankfully, the blizzard had subsided to a gentle snowing. "We might as well keep going. I'd rather not sit in one place and wait to be found."

[Duorzum]

Duorzum continued to slash at the wall. He did not hear Yazoo's words, for he was too angry to care. The demon had the worst headache he had ever received. Everything seemed more sensitive now. Light stung his eyes, noises were amplified and did not help with the headache, and he still had the insatiable rage. Where did it come from all of a sudden? He craved blood. To tear something to shreds or strangle it until it stopped thrashing, then rip up the corpse.

He finally exerted himself to the point where he could no longer swing his arms to make more marks in the wall. Duo panted from tiring himself out, staring up at the completely mangled space of wall.

"What is going on?"

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Surprise flared in Yazoo's eyes as Duorzum's rage boiled over. He looked as if he craved something to sink his claws into and tear to shreds. The silver haired Remnant prayed that he was not the first choice. Something was very wrong here, and he was pretty sure that the recent experiments had something to do with it.

"Duorzum." He said carefully, staying a safe distance away. "Tell me what is wrong. Those tests did something to alter your thoughts." Hopefully, his voice wouldn't set Duorzum off. Yazoo had no intention of being on the recieving end of those vicious slashes.

[Duorzum]

"Mindless... rage... don't... understand.... RUN!"

It overpowered him again, causing him to stumble into the wall. He smashed his head into said wall, attempting to make it stop. Duo's attempts were failing, as it continued to fog his mind. Confused, angry, and distraught, he openly attacked Yazoo.

He took control before he connected with the mutated Remnant, smashing himself into the wall next to him. Duo wanted Yazoo to escape and not look back. If he stayed, he would be next.

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Yazoo leapt back, startled, as Duorzum lunged for him. He has no control over himself. He realized, seeing the violet colored mutant slam himself into a wall to hold himself back. He took a few wary steps backward, fumbling for the keys to the motorcycle inside his jacket. As much as he didn't want to simply leave, he didn't have a choice. Unless, of course, he wanted to stay here and get killed. He quickly swung himself into the seat and fired up the engine.

The roar of the machine echoed through the cave as Yazoo sped off, silver hair streaming behind him. There was no way he would have survied if he'd stayed. As good a fighter as he was, he was no match for an enraged Duorzum. The vast plains of snow stretched out around him in all directions. A sense of paranoia crept into the Remnant's brain, giving him the feeling that he could be easily spotted out in the open like this.

[Duorzum]

The rage fueled his unknown power. It was unknown even to him. He knew what abilities his friends had, but his own? Not even close. The only thing he knew about it was that he could wear a human illusion to keep his real form under wraps. The unbridled hate caused violet discharges to spark out of his body. These electric-like discharges of raw energy eventually had gotten so intense, that it exploded entirely, collapsing the cave completely.

Duorzum was buried under solid rock, but that wouldn't be enough to keep the experimental demon down.

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Yazoo skidded to a halt as a sickening cracking and rumbling split the frosty air. Out of sheer panic, he gazed down at the ground at his feet. Nothing, save for a layer of soft white snow. His eyes slid to the direction in which he came, seeing a flash of the brightest purple followed by the cave collapsing in itself. Though it looked impossible for anybody to survive, Yazoo was well aware that something as inferior as falling rocks couldn't kill Duorzum.

"What to do now...?" He murmmured, tapping his bony claws on the side of the motorcycle. If he went back, Duorzum would proabably still be enraged, and Yazoo would be the closest living thing for miles. He'd be torn to bloody ribbons. Swearing under his breath, he sped off.

[Duorzum]

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