Jail Break! (Open Adventure)

[fatima]

((Alright, angels, let's get you all some battle time!))

Mike rushed in from the hallway, just outside of the Temple of Redemption. Tike was right behind him as he tripped before landing on his stomach in front of Fatima as she finished her burrito from lunch.

"Whoh! What's up, guys?!"

"F...F... Fatima! Doooood!" Tike screamed. "I didn't mean to, but I overloaded the dryer!"

"... That's it?"

"No, dood! When it exploded, the energy surge weakened one of the seals! We have a d..d...demon on the loose!"

"Where's Spike?"

"Here, 'Bra!" Spike replied, wadding forward from behind. "Udders inside, scared!"

Chugging down her drink and unsheathing her sword, she grinned while striking a pose.

"About time something exciting happened! Let's bust some heads!"

"Uhm... doood. I dunno how tough that demon is..."

"I... it... doood... I saw it! It was a freakin' Majin!"

Fatima paused, hearing about how brutal those things could be. Well... it was probably sealed in Celestia for a good reason. Cracking her knuckles, she knew she didn't want to be stupid about it.

"Go find some reinforcements, STAT!"

"Aye, aye, dood!" the three of them replied and saluted.

They rushed off to find people in order to help the situation out.

((Anyone joining can use Mike, Tike, and Spike as NPC's that they run into. Mike is the smart one, Tike is the scared one, and Spike... well... he calls everyone "bra"))

[fatima]

There was a large "Kaboom" inside of the temple as Fatima shielded herself from flying rocks. Several Prinnys inside were flying out left and right as Fatima rushed in without the aid of her Trio. She could see the chain of explosions happening in the temple...

Prinnies exploded when thrown and caused a chain reaction. The demon must have thrown one of the Prinnies!

Inside the main sanctum and the front desk, she drew her sword and looked inside as several of the penguins were marching uniformly in her direction.

"Guys! Are you okay?!" Fatima asked.

They all spoke in monotone unison with red eyes.

"We serve master Zemil... prepare to die... We serve master Zemil... prepare to die..."

"Zemil? Crap, they must be mind controlled! ... And I didn't even think they had minds to controll!"

((Cue up Fatima's Battle Theme))

Keeping her sword at ready and fanning out her wings, she paused a moment to send a prayer to God.

"Lord, please forgive these controlled souls as well as the ones who blew up protecting the temple. Also forgive me for beating on these guys when they're just being controlled."

Blowing them up would really leave them hurt. No, she would have to do this the old fashioned way and ressurect them later. When she would find this Zemil, she would pound his face in too! Reaching out her free hand, she charged up her attack spell on the closest Prinny.

"Nothing personal!"

With a snap of her fingers, the Star spell fried the Prinny well, but unfortunately, it wasn't enough to take that one down... and there were five.

"Geeez! Is this spell boosting them too?"

"DOOOOOD!"

The one which got fried with Star backed up a little and rose into the air, unloading with a brutal barrage of kitchen knives and plates. Though ducking the knives, the plates smacked her several times, and giving a hard crack to her wing.

"Owwwww!" Fatima shouted.

The other Prinnies weren't close enough to attack and bided their time, waiting for Fatima to come closer.

[fatima]

It appeared that only the old fashioned way would work with these Prinnies. Prepping her sword, she slashed through the Prinny attacking her enough to knock him out. Staying on her toes, she dodged to the side as another Prinny Barrage erupted from the Prinnies near the top of the stairs.

"Say yer prayers!"

A slash to another Prinny landed hard, but not enough to knock him out. Raising her free hand, she was able to cast Star in the same manouver to knock out the second Prinny. Unfortunately, this brought her close enough to the other Prinnies that they were able to gang up several attacks on her. Countering one, she slashed out at one of them and twitched from the pain.

Slashing at the damaged one, he dropped, leaving only two at the stairs. They still seemed under a hazy control as she was attacked by both of them, but she managed to block the blades of one attack with her sword. She slashed out at one and decided to step back a couple of steps against a pillar to make sure she couldn't get attacked from behind.

One attacked her from the front, and she was able to counter the shot, sending the Prinny to never-neverland. The last Prinny, she leapt up and knocked out the Prinny, being able to use Star right after her slash.

Breathing hard, she cast Heal on herself and looked up the stairs.

"Forgive me, Lord, but at least I didn't blow them up. They should recover in a bit..."

Flying up the stairs, she saw the narrow corridor where the dishes were always cleaned. Prinnies were going after one another left and right. Apparently, there were Prinnies who served this "Zemil" guy, and the other Prinnies who worked the Temple. Mike, Tike, and Spike run up behind Fatima to back her up.

"Dooood! Which one is which?" Tike whined.

"Dunno, Dood, but let's stick with Fatima!"

"Right, Bra!"

Looking around, she decided the best course of action was to take out the source. Rushing down the halls, she dodged flying dishes, blocking a couple with her wings.

"Fatimaaaaa!" one of the other Prinnies shouted.

It was then made obvious which Prinnies were which as all the Prinnies who looked to Fatima for protection dashed in her direction and started hugging her in terror.

"D...Doooood!"

The Prinnies under control of Zemil started carving their knifes against one another, surrounding Fatima and the other Prinnies.

"Bra? Wan me to gettem?" Spike asked.

"You guys might be able to reach the guys in the back and even the odds..." Fatima suggested.

"Alright dood!" The Stooge Squad replied.

"One, two, three! DOOOOOOD!" Mike yelled.

"TRIPLE PRINNY BARRAGE! GO!"

Fatima's squad leapt into the air and fired away at three of the Prinnies on the other side, making the fight a little more even.

"Alright team! You doods probably don't know how to fight too well, but we do! Back us up, dood! Fatima! We'll hold these doods off! You go and kick Zemil's butt! We'll be right behind ya, dood!" Mike ordered.

"Aye, aye, dood!" the other Prinnies saluted.

"Mike! You guys be careful! They aren't pushovers!" Fatima ordered.

Flying above the Prinnies, she rushed to the laundry room where the seal was broken. She didn't know how long she would last against a Majin, but she was about to find out.

[fatima]

Fatima ran through the hall to the laundry room where the smell of burnt lint wafted through the air. There were burn marks all over the place where Prinnies had been thrown. Through the smoke, there could be heard the sound of fist against stone as pebbles flew from the smoke.

It stopped.

Fatima stood in a battle stance, keeping her sword arm forward and her casting hand at ready as the dust settled. His overcoat and baggy pants trademarked the bad-assness of the creature he was, his spiked hair behind him and his pale skin making his arms look like cast iron. The reminants of a seal could be found behind the wall which was once one of the driers. Apparently, he wasn't fully out of the seal as a couple of lighted energy sources were activated. Only two out of six were still active, likely from all the Prinny bombing which were remaining of his minions.

She didn't move, partially to see what the Majin would do next, but she had heard how powerful these creatures were. For such a strong creature, however, the seal was for about the lowest rank which would be sealed in Celestia, but that was nothing to sneeze at... if they had to be sealed all the way up here, they had great potential of being a threat. And a Majin, even at lowest rank, was a notch above most angels.

He tilted his head at Fatima, a bemused smirk across his face as his blood red eyes looked her over.

"Those eyes... they are determined. So unlike the eyes of a souless angel..."

"Zemil, I presume?"

He gave a flourished bow, keeping his eyes to hers. Fatima kept her stance ready to attack as she watched Zemil rise from his bow.

"I am... and yourself, pretty one?"

"You're worst nightmare if you don't get your butt back in that seal!"

Zemil laughed a deep-throated laugh... one which could only belong to a demon of raw power. His face reflected one of arrogance and bemusement. Fatima had the feeling that this demon had taken out several flights of angels in his prime, but time had kept him and his minions in there.

"Please... I must know. You are the first one who might present me with a challenge."

"Cherub Fatima! Angel of Redemption and warden of this temple! And you better believe I'm the toughest opponent you'll ever know!"

His eyes became seductive, his tongue slowly tracing over the bottom half of his lips. Fatima's eye's narrowed as Zemil's clawed hand beckoned her to come forward.

"Come, beloved... surprise me..."

"Beloved THIS!"

Raising her sword into the air she took both hands and arc'ed downwards across Zemil's direction, only to be side stepped. Getting her balance, she swung again and he merely stepped back. His fists were quick as he lashed out like lightning, but she barely managed to block with the hilt and roll out of the way of the other strike.

"... You do not fight like an angel... They are more precise and calculating than you are... You are more... chaotic... I like that."

"Shut up!"

The real fight started. Zemil was weaponless and managed to parry most of Fatima's blows with his bare hands. Switching strategy, she decided if he was going to use his hands so well, start attacking his arms in order to puncture them. Her slashes turned into jabs and after two blows, he caught the tip of her sword with his hand, only a trickle of blood dripping from his palm.

"You can damage me... superb!"

"Damn straight..."

With her free hand, she unloaded a Star at point blank range to his eyes. Blinded by the surprising attack, she rolled behind him and arched her sword in a wild arc, slashing his back hard. Even in his blindness, however, he was still able to counter with his fists. She didn't even have time to watch him turn around as it came crashing into her chest. It knocked her down, but she managed to scramble up and counter for another blow. The second counterblow by the Majin slammed so hard into her ribcage that her armor cracked and shattered, sending her flying into one of the energy vortexes keeping the seal barely intact.

Stone crumbled behind her as she landed wings first into the pillar and the energy of the seal. She coughed up blood and shook, but managed to push herself off of the pillar and retain a standing position.

The Majin's eyes were still burning, but his coat was slashed and a small stream of blood was trailing down his back. He was far from as hurt as she was, but smiled as his ears twitched from the sound of her feet.

"Still got fight? ... Why?"

Fatima could barely breathe, let alone speak. Staggering in his direction, her eyes were on fire as she kept her cracked sword at ready... her casting arm spasming in pain.

"For duty?... For hate?... Or are you just that pissed off?"

"Why... were you sealed... here? HERE of all places? Why were you sealed... ugh... "

Zemil paused. He sensed her energy even if he was blind. He could end this with his advanced techniques. His brows quirked inquisitively at the question as he raised his head to her.

"I am a demon... what other explaination do you need, beloved?"

"Shut yer stinkin' mouth 'bout that beloved crap!"

She gaged, her ribs in pain as she kept staggering in his direction with her sword raised. Her free hand casted heal on herself which gave her a little strength back, but nowhere near her full power. Zemil paused... slightly surprised that an angel would ask about a demon's crimes before trying to beat on him. Of course, he was in total control of the battle at this point.

"... Other than slaying thousands? I caused the fall of one of your kind."

Clenching his fist, he felt it was time to end this... he rushed forward in Fatima's direction and the direction of the vortex. Seeing him come at full speed, she pointed her sword up and him and braced for impact, feeling like that was the only thing she could do at this point. She had seen this move before... the Tiger Charge. Being blind, however, he did not know what he was charging head first into.

"LORD!" Fatima screamed.

Time seemed to slow down at the impact which sent Fatima off her feet and once again into the pillar, her sword shattering from the impact of the strike, but shattering into the Majin's chest as full speed. The pillar collapsed as the initial punch missed her head by an inch and slammed directly into the pillar. The energy spiraled out of control, but one pillar remained standing, keeping the seal barely intact.

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.....

Her world was a daze, unknowing how long it was, but there was noise and rubble around her. A chill? Her hair was strewn about, out of the ponytail, her armor shattered, her body battered. Blood was in her eyes... but what could she see?

A broken hand?... Worse... two... with bones showing. Hers?... No.

Zemil lay next to her, a worse bloody mess than she was with schrapnel protruding from his body... but she thought the pillar collapsed over them... her eyes faintly caught the rubble around them... crushed. Zemil wasn't moving either... was he dead? If he was sealed and not killed, there had to be a reason. Why was he going easy on her?... That probably wasn't the strongest move in his arsenal.

Did... he save her?

If he wasn't dead now, he would be by the time reinforcements would arrive, but she couldn't even speak right now. Just staring at the scene, her mind slowly gave in to unconciousness once more.
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"Dood?"
"Bra?... Bra!"
"Aw, doooood! I... I was gonna have a panic attack!"

Her eyes fluttered open in the infirmary by the Colosseum. Her wings were spread in the levitation chamber as she was in sexy white patient robes, being healed of her wounds in a relaxed state. Gazing around, her bleary vision gazed at the angel at the infirmary.

"Treatment 37.9 complete... conciousness restored." the angel stated.

"Wha? ... Zemil..."

"You whacked him good, dood... he was brought to Master Lamington for trial. Likely he's gonna end up in the garden or worse!"

"Y...yeah... Master Lamington said we could take care of you, dood. The other Prinnies are rebuilding the laundry room."

"Under Master Lamington's orders, you are not to leave the infirmary until treatment has reached 100%. It is estimated to take 84 hours, 42 minutes and 21 seconds."

"Awwww..." Fatima whined.

"Cheer up, Bra! Got some zine's for ya!"
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FIN