Soul Hunters, Chapter 3: The Evil Plans
 

Osterbaum rushed out of the lair. He used his special skills to teleport him and his minions back to their lair...Where they were gonna start laying plans for the next encounter... "BUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!"

*TELEPORT*

"Yes...yes...Now that I am here I must say...There's nothing that beats lair sweet lair...OF EVIL BIDDING!!! BUAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!"

And so...He started planning...

With Azeran gone, the Library held only Thaumaturge, Izumo, and Dante. "Well, Izumo," snarled Thaumaturge, "Will you run with your new 'friends', or will you follow me? Now is the time to decide!"

"Oh...omigod...ninja-guy..." Courtney paled as she noticed the bloody wound in Jackal's chest. "Can your boss heal you? I'm not even sure whose side you're on any more, it's all very confusing...but...Azeran!" She squealed in happiness and gave her friend a little hug. "You're not dead or evil! That is SUCH good news!" Her expression darkened again. "This guy's hurt really bad, Az...do you know how to heal? I...could try...but..."

Roan seeing the way Thaumaturge went, followed him. when he saw Courtney there he swooped down and grabed her (with a quick evil chuckle of course). Then he said. "Hey you.... What did she call you? Oh yeah Azeran, drop the Nagi Natta or your little girlfriend will learn the meaning of unpleasant sensations.

"I'm sorry, Courtney, but I can't heal, and i'm afraid I don't know anyone who can," Azeran said. "What about Cowman? Is he still alive? And ninja dude, you really, REALLY ought to have that looked at. Oh, right. RD, have you found any way to reverse the soul steal process yet?"
At this point, Roan dropped down and grabbed Courtney.
"All right, take it easy man. I'm putting it down, just don't hurt her, ok? Courtney, don't worry, i'll find a way to get us out of this mess. Somehow."

"Girlfriend? Hey!" Courtney swiftly kicked Roan in the shins and ducked out of his grasp. "You people are just coming out of the woodwork! But...enough is enough!" With a burst of determination and a flare of magickal energy, she yanked the sword charm off her pendant and yelled, "Noble blade, I call upon your power!" The weapon grew to a full-sized longsword, which she leveled at Roan and Jackal. To Roan, she said, "I'm gonna try to heal that guy, and then I'm getting out of here. You try to stop me, I will HURT you! I do not want to, because it HURTS! But I will..." She turned to Jackal, growling, "Drop your weapon, and let me have a look at that wound. I am NOT going to give you a second chance to do this. And...NEITHER of you had better try to stop me, or my friends. We shouldn't be fighting! We can ALL be friends! Your bosses have been doing terrible things! Please, don't help them get away with it!"

Extremely surprised at her own outburst, but unwilling to back down now, Courtney waited for their reply.

EDIT: (ooc: Cowman, jeez, I somehow missed that part of your post...heh. Sorry there...I'll deal with you, too, in my next action.)

With a look of half surpsrise, half amusement, Azeran mumbled under hs breath, "That works too, I suppose." Stooping to pick up his Nagi Nata, Azeran suddenly realized what just happened. Why did she get so ticked off when he called her my girlfriend? Azeran thought to himself. Man, does she have that big of a problem about it? That hurts. At this point, Azeran saw some blood trailing across the floor. Something clicked in his mind. "Oh, shoot! Cowman!" Rushing over to the fallen man, uh, cow, uh, cowman, that's it, Azeran saw a gruesome scene. Unsure of what he could do to help, he did the obvious: "Um, Cowman, are you ok?"

Rio de Janeiro. A town known for its ocean atmosphere, its fun times, and...
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE DISAPPEARED!"
Crazy foreigners. Except in this case, the outlander had a soul crystal on the table.
"Wormhole...uh huh...yeah, you better be sorry. Remember, you don't get the rest of the money until I kill her!" Sarah snapped.
"Well, there is one lead, ma'am. Apparently there's been a couple other people hunting her as well."
"I'm not teaming up with anyone, dammit! She's mine! So, who are they?"
"No clue. Some old lady called us on a wrong number. She mentioned some Steve guy, though."
Sarah fumed and pressed End. Useless good for nothing idiots! Can't rely on them to find me a tree in a forest! There are millions of Steves in the English-speaking world! Do they expect me to look through all of them!
The phone rang again. Sarah picked up and screamed, "For the last time, DO YOUR FREAKING JOB!"
"There's no need to be rude. Hmph."
Dialtone.
Ring.
"We gave the informant your phone number. What did she say?"
THUNK.

Before Roan could react, Jackal grabbed his gun and twisted it out of his hands. Putting Roan in a devastatingly painful full nelson, Jackal pressed his knee to the man's back. "My injury is unimportant. You're the only thing that's important. Your life. Your safety. The military built me as a pawn to protect you and Thaumaturge. His knee pressed harder into Roan's back. "Go ahead. Stab me, shoot me, do whatever you like. I'm already dead."

Thaumaturge looked down the hole. "Do you see, Izumo? There is no hope for you with them. We shall always be victorious. Why would you side with the light? Why abandon the power of the Darkness?..." He looked up at Dante. "Should you not be going?" He said.