Posts by Black Shadow-Wing

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    Timarah watched him leave, tiredly transforming back into her normal self. Her black hair fell back into place as she turned to Raiden.
    "If you guys need my help just drop your powers low for a split second. I'm going to go and see if what he said is true," she stated, nodding to the pair and blasting off in the other direction. She knew where Gero's Lab was. Ti remembered first meeting Genkai there. It seemed so long ago. They'd had their first battle, met Raz, and then got sucked off into their own crazy adventure. It was funny how odd that seemed now, when everything had changed.

    Mouse swallowed and growled. She caught a glimpse of what she thought were other pelts between the leaves, but she figured her eyes were just playing tricks on her. She ran forward and reared up onto her hind paws, swatting at the tom's muzzle with her claws. She aimed to mess up her nose or eyes. If in any way were those senses harmed, she might just have a chance of beating him.

    Ti found the lab and hurried inside. Since her last visit about five years ago vines and weeds had sprouted on the computers and parts of the roof had broken, letting small shafts of sunlight in. She pulled some vines off the main computer and turned it on.
    Thankfully she was able to hack into the system, due to years of practice at the Capsule Corporation, and would have acess to it for an hour before it locked her out. She pulled up the folders of the androids and started searching.
    It took her a moment to Find Genkai, because his number wasn't visible when she'd released him. Timarah found the file and pulled it up. Now she'd figure out who Genkai was and maybe why he'd resorted to his current state.


    OOC Dragon Flame. It's all you for Genkai's history and info.

    "Well that's real dang cheery," she said, not bothering to turn around, "G*d, why are you so obsessed with this? What did they do to you? What did I do to you? You don't have to be this way. It'd be nice to have a good sparring partner at the very least. But hey, if you want to go take revenge on whoever sent you here fine, just leave Earth alone and we're cool. I might even help you find whoever sent you here in exchange for chilling out on this planet. By the way, you still mind being called Genkai or are you going by something different now?"

    "Oh far from it dragon breath," she said, standing so swiftly the chair shot back and crashed into the wall, "I despise every inch of your entire being, but that doesn't mean you have to go around blowing everything up just because it's there. Honestly. Why did you even want to become a war criminal? And why are you taking it out on us when you owe me? It was because of me your chip broke. I could have easily killed you but I didn't. You owe me mister, and it's time to pay your debts. If you want a fight, then you fight me, not Earth. You will not harm this planet. Got it?"

    Dusk sat down and wrapped her tail around her paws.
    "The time has truly come," she mewed, her voice ringing with a regal tone, "to crush all cats who think as freely as Dawnclaw. At the half moon, when even it bleeds red, we go to battle. Dawnclaw knows we'll be there and will soon be creating an army of his own...He is a fool! On the night of red moon we will slaughter my half brother and every one of his supporters! Dusk will not fall! Stand by you brothers and sisters in shadow and show them we will not be beat! Let your knowledge become the knowledge of us all! Show them the true might of our Clan! ...And remember, those of us that leave this life will walk among you forever in the shadows."

    Comet padded up behind Crimsonrain.
    "It will not do you well to attack old allies, Crimson. It will do you even less good to attack the daughter of your good friend Nightfang," she mewed, padding out of the shadow to reveal a large scar across her flank and two nicks in her ear that looked like they came from the same blow. "As you can see, having the ceiling of the Elite mansion fall on me has not done wonders for my beauty."

    Mouse shifted the weight on her haunches, a growl rising in her throat. She flicked her tail from side to side, focusing on the tom. This won't end well if I don't beat him and get out of here, the thought, pressing herself low to the ground. The she-cat decided to try and knock his legs out from under him and focused there. She bunched her muscles and leaped, aiming to sideswipe at his front legs and unbalance him to expose his soft belly.

    Mouse felt his thorn-like claws pick her belly and switched her attack, lunging back. She opened her mouth in a furious and crazed snarl. Mouse screeched like a hawk and launched herself high into the air, the sunlight hitting her just right to make her form nothing more than a shadowed outline in the sky. The rouge felt herself hurl downward toward him, gravity adding speed unattainable on her own. She made her claws as long as possible, smiling darkly with a hint if insanity to mask the fear that coursed through her veins. The small young she-cat was fighting for her life, and would play by whatever rules the red tom set down.

    OOC firstly recap? second I guess they're finally out of the mountains.


    "Thanks for talking about me like I'm not here," mewed Hazel, padding to them, "We all have sod stories here, and the only cats who will listen to us are each other. No other cat cares about what we think and say because we're different. I for one try not to let my past weigh me down...though its chains still hold fast."
    She seemed about to continue when a large white tomcat burst through the underbrush, scattering leaves. He opened his mouth and said something that could easily be misheard as a snarl, for the words tumbled out in a breathless hiss. Hazel leaped back when he took a few steps toward the group. He then said something else that sounded like a battle growl.
    The pregnant she-cat crouched low to the ground. In her mind, this tom was looking for a fight.