Never There

[Talon]

((Reserved for Azure))

The large, cloaked figure landed on the shores of the lake, away from the destruction happening at the city. The smaller quadrepedal shape slid off of the larger's shoulder, and tilted its head towards the larger.

"So now what?" The smaller asked.

The larger shrugged, sighing.

"I dunno. I told that platinum-colored jerk this wouldn't work." The larger replied.

The smaller one's head drooped, and the larger's shoulders sagged.

"I'm sure something'll stop that plant-thing. Don't worry, little dude." The larger stated.

The smaller sighed, standing closer to the larger figure as he sat down. The sky was blocked by the stormclouds Varan and Tyrant Godzilla had summoned, filtering the total sunlight out to roughly 25%. The larger figure leaned against a tree just off of the beachline, and closed its eyes as it tapped clawed hands on its leg, making a 'clink' noise, as if metal were underneath the cloak. The smaller entity then glanced up at the larger, and asked,

"Can I take this cloak off now?"

The larger laughed, then replied,

"You can if you want. But if someone manages to show up here, well... they'd see you."

The quadroped shuddered, then laid down on the sand.

"Eh... I'm good. I'll keep it on." He replied.

The larger laughed again, then sighed.

Was it really the right thing to do, Bahamut? Sending me back? He thought.

[Azure_Ghidorah]

A small wyrmling observed the two of them from within the 'saftey' of a nearby tree, her formed battered. Flying in such unfavorable weather had down a horrifying number on her. She could handle the cold that Varan's clouds produced due to his whim, considering her first base during 'that' time was half entrenched in ice, but the torrential lightning of Tyrant Godzilla's storm was simply to much for her. Her scales smoked from the lightning she had unfortuneatly flown into the path of. She wasn't surprised she was still alive, though, for electricity was one of Spyro's four known elemental breaths. Thinking back to that fateful fight, he had to have pumped enough electricity into her frame to sustain a power plant, if only for a day.

Then again, that had been her adult form, and she doubt her ability to survive lightning had not dimished with her size. So now that she thought about it, it was a surprise that she managed to get away with just a smoking hide.

She shifted slightly, making a small rustling noise, which in turn made Cynder freeze on the spot, hoping she wouldn't be discovered

[Talon]

The larger figure's hooded head suddenly jerked upwards, and the smaller figure next to him raised his head.

"Did you hear it too?" The larger asked in that familiar voice.

The quadreped nodded, and the larger figure shifted. Cynder couldn't help but feel being watched. Then, the big figure merely laughed.

"No need to worry, Mortis. It's not a threat." The big one stated.

The large figure then turned its head towards the tree, asking,

"Man, Cynder, you look awful. D'you fly too high in this weather?"

The smaller one's head shot up, then asked,

"Cynder? Who's that?"

[Azure_Ghidorah]

Seeing her cover blown, Cynder decided not to try and hide again, and flew down in plain sight of the two figures, landing as softly as possible, but still squeaking, 'Ouch!'

"Uh, yeah, I guess you could say that... Got hit by a bolt of lightning. I never saw it coming. Thankfully, it was the only one I encountered..."

Crackle, Crackle

The sound come from Cynder, and what appeared to be sparks flew from her.

"damn it! I've still got static electricity clinging to me!?" the wyrmling explain, stabbing her left forepaw claws, however small, into the ground. She cringed as the final bits of leftover electricity raced into the earth around her forepaw.

"Anyways..." Cynder continued after pulling her claws out of the ground, "That voice... could you... possibly be... Shive?"

The question was laced with hope, hope that it really was the dragonkin who helped her get over her social problems, though every now and then they still caused issues.

"Oh..." Cynder groaned, turning away from the two, "I just know if I'm looking at you you're gonna tell me I'm wrong and just dissappear or something like that..."

'That... That's immpossible...' the Hollow's voice said, though Cynder knew she wasn't paying attention to what has recently conversed, though, what came next startled her.

'Cynder... We need to talk... Now.'

'No way, not now, I'm not letting you out if that's what your asking, because I know that's-'

'Don't be so naive! This concerns you as much as it does me... God, those words are gonna leave a bad taste in my mouth...'

'Whatever it is, it has to wait'

'Baka...'

[Talon]

The larger cloaked figure smirked under the cloak, then reached up with a clawed thumb and hooked it into the rim of his hood. The figure flicked the thumb up, sending the hood up and over the figure's head, revealing a familiar, brown-scaled muzzle, dark-green mane, and a pair of red-orange eyes.

It was Shive.

He shook his head, the smirk now sad.

"Wrong. I'm not going anywhere, and I'm definately not telling you you're wrong, either." He stated.

He scratched his head, glancing around.

"Mortis? Where'd you go?" He asked himself.

He paused, then leaned forward, revealing the quadrepedal cloaked figure standing behind him. The small one yelped, then dove behind the tree, making Shive laugh.

"She's not gonna bite. Hell, you're somewhat bigger than her!" He stated.

Shive glanced back at the city and sighed, smiling slightly.

"Seems the trouble downtown's stopped. Anyway, it's good to see ya again, Cynder." He stated.

[Azure_Ghidorah]

"Good to see you again, too..." Cynder replied. She turned back to Shive, and smiled when he was still there.

"Thank goodness..."

However, she turned away again, blinking rapidly. The Hollow was trying to take over again.

'F***! NOT NOW, YOU B****!'

'Then listen up, you can have your little reunion later, because this is urgent.'

'The only thing you call urgent, is trying to get MY body!'

'Things change, and you're gonna listen whether you like it or not!'

"Sh*t..." was the last thing Cynder growled before passing out for seemingly no reason.

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Waking up again, Cynder realized what the Hollow had done, because she had seen this place when the Hollow took over. It resembled a darker Convexity, the light purple was replaced by a mixture of black and purple. Small island like platforms orbited around a larger 'main' island... and smack dab in the middle, perched up the stone tablets that would have made up the 'Well of Souls,' had this really been Convexity, was a pure white version of her adult form with the tell-tale Hollow eyes, who she learned to recognize as the Hollow in this world.

"Ok fine, I'm here now, what's so damn important?" Cynder growled.

"The condition of your... no, let me rephrase that, our soul." the Hollow replied, looking away and spitting, as if the words were poison to her.

"'Our?' What do you mean?" Cynder continued, not really understanding what was going on.

"I'm getting to that. Do you remember how I came about? Don't quite recall? Let me 'jog your memory;' Genesic Hell and Heaven. That damaged your soul, but you still managed to survive. Desperate to fill the void created a second time when Armageddon was killed, your soul was trying to regenerate itself from the damage. This has not been accomplished as of yet to my knowledge, and this means your soul's desperate attempts spawned me by accident..."

Hollow Cynder paused, massaging her head as if to ward away an oncoming headache before continuing.

"Here's where it gets tricky, your soul normally can't produce reiatsu like, say... a Shinigami like Solranous. No reiatsu, no defense or warning against an inner Hollow. You should have been consumed immediately after my birth. There was only one factor protecting you: Armageddon's reiatsu had influenced your own soul enough to hold a charge of its own, but is still incapable of producing its own. The laws of physics of your dimension prevent you from full turning into a Shinigami by some strange reason. They don't, however, prevent you from holding a charge which has given you warning about me..."

The Hollow grimaced, but still went on.

"Until now, that is. Your soul has finally exhausted the remainder of its charge, making you defenseless... but now there is another thing keeping me from ridding your presence."

"And... what is that?" Cynder dared to ask, and felt she was going to regret it.

"Unfortunately for me, due to the unusual circumstances that brought about my birth, I am now truely the yin to your yang. Destroy one, and you destroy the other. I can't kill you without committing suicide anymore. That does feed back into you, you can't get rid of me without becoming a hollow yourself, because there would be damage to your soul that would just spawn me again, and if that happens, you won't have that reiatsu charge to save you again, meaning there would be no defense."

"...I hate you so much."

"DON'T PIN THIS ON ME! DO YOU REALLY THINK I WANTED THIS TO HAPPEN!? NO! Now scram while I try to figure out how to break this damn link without killing myself."

"..." Cynder flew up into the Hollow's face blew small embers, letting her actions do the talking... She was responded to with a rather strong tail whip that sent her flying back into consciousness, and not under her own power.
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Cynder's eyes snapped open again and she shook herself.

"That was rather unnerving..." she said quietly, shivering at the thought.

[Talon]

Shive was giving Cynder a worried stare, then sighed.

Geez. I'm glad that didn't happen with Evihs and I... He thought.

Shive actually knew about everything that had happened shortly after he left. Watching his friends was the only real thing he had to do in Heaven. He smirked as he recalled why Bahamut had sent him back...

He bit his tongue to keep from laughing out loud.

He shook his head, then paused. His eyebrows furrowed, and he yelled,

"damnIT MORTIS! GET OUT OF THE TREE!"

He brought his fist up and lightly slammed it into the tree, which caused the tree to lean slightly and shake out the smaller cloaked figure directly between Cynder and Shive. His cloak was swiftly removed by Shive shortly after, as the dragonkin growled,

"Look, you're going to have to meet everyone sooner or later. Kay?!"

What little sunlight was left streaming through the clouds sparkled off of the metallic-blue scales of a wyrmling, not much bigger than Cynder herself.

He had a chrome, plated underbelly, and light-gray wing skin streaked with black. He had two gray horns sweeping backwards from the back of his skull, a stegosaurus-like cluster of spikes adorned the end of his sinuous tail, and his eyes were yellow. A small series of spines ran down his back, all connected by a small gray frill. His claws and tail-spikes were all light-gray.

The wyrmling groaned as he rose to his feet, then paused as he looked direclty at Cynder. His eyes shrank, and his claws stabed into the ground in nervousness. However, this only forced Shive to restrain his smirk as Mortis slowly sat on his haunches.

"Cynder, meet Mortis. He's the son of one of my dad's friends. Mortis, this is Cynder, one of my friends with a background similar to your father's."

Mortis gulped, trying to hide it.

"H-hello." He muttered.

((I've wanted to bring this little feller in fer a while... just wait till you find out who his pa is!))

[Azure_Ghidorah]

Cynder's jaw dropped in surprise. She never expected to see another one like her... though she had the feeling the blue wyrmling wasn't from the dimension she was from.

"Hi..." she responded, meekly holding out a paw for a 'paw' shake, what would normally have been a hand shake. She didn't try to show it herself as well, but she was rather nervous, too.

[Talon]

Mortis merely sat there and blinked in surprise, then snapped out of his trance and slowly extended his claw and grasped Cynder's, shaking it. He let go rather quickly and glanced off to the side, and Shive's grin broke through slightly. He knew Bahamut had done the right thing when he forced Mortis to go back with Shive. Then, the warning Shive was given about Mortis came to mind, and his eyes bore a sadened expression.

Both are so alike... yet they don't know it. Cynder's been manipulated her whole life, while Mortis...

His fist clenched.

Mortis may go through the same thing, if what Bahamut told me is true. I hope it isn't. He finished.

He shook his head and smirked.

Even if it does happen, he's got people to help him. He thought.

"Ah, you'll get along with everyone jut fine." Shive stated, grabbing Mortis.

He gave the wyrmling a 'noogie' while grinning, before Mortis shoved off of Shive, rubbing his scalp. Shive laughed, looking a bit embaressed.

"Eh, sorry... everyone I usually do that to's more... durable than you." He apologized.

He turned to Cynder and gave a gleeful smirk as he threw his cloak off, revealing his armor. He then altered the armor into it's ring form, revealing his dark-blue tunic shirt and gray pants. Something about the picture wasn't right though...

Could've been the two swords on his back instead of Hakaisha.

[Azure_Ghidorah]

"Um... Shive... What happened to your other sword? You know... the one that you fought against Armageddon with?"

'I can tell ya just by looking at him, but I'll let "All Brawn, No Brain" there tell you. He needs some more regret in his life.' the Hollow hissed. Obviously the dragonkin could do fine without more, but this WAS a Hollow she was thinking about in this cause. Everything was better for that monster with more drearyness.

[Talon]

Shive scratched his head. This was going to be difficult...

"Okay, weeeell.... here's the thing: That sword, Hakaisha, was essentially a part of my soul. When I died, a demon named Arthreonus destroyed that part of my soul, effectivly taking away Hakaisha. After I went through the whole 'Death Knight' thing, I was sent to Heaven and stayed their for a while, but I got really bored so someone sent me back, but I didn't have my sword and I wanted a sword so one of my old friends gave me these two swords before I left while he was visiting." He stated.

He doubled over and panted.

"And sadly, Hakaisha was actually a person I knew very well... but she ended up in Heaven, with me! Imagine that." He added.

Not to mention her little 'promotion' she rubbed in my face... He grumbled mentally.

Shive suddenly broke into a grin.

"That wasn't the only thing that changed about me... but you'll find out about that later." He stated.

I'm saving that for someone who needs to see it... He thought, thinking of a certain half-dragon.

[Azure_Ghidorah]

(OOC: What kind of promotion? *plans to keep bugging Talon or Shive about it until one of them talks*)

GLOMP!

Shive, having been caught unawares of the approaching being behind him, was most likely about whirl around to face that person... had he not heard the tell-tale purring that he could only asociate with one person.

Myrr.

However, the other thing that happened almost caused everybodies eardrums to burst.

"SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! Ohmygodohmygodohmygod,he'sactuallyback!Ican'tbelievehe'sreallyhereohmygod!!!!!!!"

The hybrid known as Xeno-Myrr squealed as she popped up from seemingly no where, ruining the rather short reunion moment. For this, she was going to pay dearly.

BANG! "OWWW!!" CRASH! "AH! Watch it!" CRACK! "F***, NOT MY WING! OWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOW!!!!!"

The bang had been caused when Myrr sucker punched her dark half, the crash had come when she hefted a boulder to crush Xeno-Myrr, which failed, and the crack had come when she snapped Xeno-Myrr's left wing bone.

Dusting her hands off, Myrr returned to Shive and once again clinged to him, tears of joy sliding down her face and explaining her thoughts without the need of words.

Cynder had moved next to Mortis to avoid being caught in the cross fire between the two Myrrs and explained, "This seems to be a normal routine day for those two who just showed up..."

((Azure: I had three scenes in mind for this, one was where Xeno-Myrr did a small bit of manipulating, making Myrr do the squeal- Myrr: I do not squeal, I purr. Xeno-Myrr: Dragon Spirit Force... Myrr: I was 8 back then! You can't pin that on me! Azure: Ladies please, SHUT UP, You two are worse then two year olds! Myrr & Xeno-Myrr: ... Ok... Azure: As I was saying, it was either that, this, or one where it's Xeno that does the glomping, then squeals, and finally drags Myrr out of her hiding place, smacking Shive and Myrr together.))

[Talon]

((Interesting... Shive: I TELL YOU NOTHING! I'm still sore about it... >.>))

As Mortis blinked, one eye seemed to have opened wider than the other.

Geez... those two are almost as bad as Vazaad and Smithson... He thought.

He unnoticeably edged away from Cynder a bit until he was about 6 inches farther from her. Meanwhile, Shive smiled sadly, hugging Myrr about the waist.

"Well.... it's good to see I was missed..." He muttered.

He drew her closer and sniffed as he closed his eyes, placing the end of his muzzle in her hair.

"I missed you too... more than you know..." He managed to choke out.

His smile spread, then his face seemingly went blank as his lifted a finger towards Xeno-Myrr without even opening his eyes.

"And as for you..." He stated.

Xeno-Myrr's black exoskeleton then turned lime-green.

"Take that!" He grinned.

He broke out of his hug and placed his hands on both of Myrr's shoulders, staring at her intently.

"I saw how you acted back in at your place... after Solranous used me as an example... that nearly tore me apart to see you like that." He stated.

He drew her in and french-kissed her for a good 15 seconds, before drawing back and smirking, then proclaimed,

"But I'm back, and don't plan on doing anything that retarded for a while!"

He grinned, then whispered to Myrr,

"By the way... I have a surprise for you all... if you'd like to see it. Sevra said I should show it to you first."

Mortis's eyes shifted off to the side, his tail curling before him as his head lowered slightly. He sighed, closing his eyes.

Dad... why'd you send me back? Why couldn't I have stayed with you? He thoguht, lightly biting his lip.

((Sevra: *madly waves sword around in background* damnit, how'd they get theirs to change?!))

[Azure_Ghidorah]

Xeno-Myrr glanced at her exoskeleton, and nearly shrieked.

"WHY YOU! TURN ME BACK TO NORMAL RIGHT NOW!!!!"

"I don't know, you look better in green." Myrr teased.

Xeno-Myrr shrieked madly into the sky, protesting at how unfair her life was.

"Deal with it," was all Myrr replied with, before returning her attention to Shive.

"A surprise? ...I'd like to see it..."

[Talon]

Shive smirked, letting a fang poke out.

"Okay. I'll show ya then." He replied.

He took a few steps back, and threw his head nack, cackling,

"Your dad's Bankai's got NOTHIN' on this!"

The derranged dragonkin then threw his arms to the side and let out a roar as he was immersed in an explosion of light. The light died down, and the image that followed had to have shocked everyone in the area (except Mortis, of course).

Shive’s scales were now silver, each outlined thinly in white. He wore an ornate, metallic-blue half plate (covers shins/knees, forearms/elbows, upper torso/back, pelvis/ part of hips and thighs) with shoulder and hip plates that jutted out a good foot or so, and a large, diamond-shaped amethyst set in the upper-middle of the chestplate. His mane had tripled in length and become white with a platinum sheen, and his horns had become chrome, as well as lengthening slightly and bearing another set. Shive’s wings had undergone the largest change; he now bore four wings, and though they retained their draconic shape, the wing-fiber had been replaced by almost-stiff, chrome feathers, and his tail had lengthened slightly as well.

Shive's arms dropped back down to his sides, and he let out a sheepish grin.

"Heh." Was all he could say.

"What'cha think?" He asked.