Beginning of the End

[Clara]

Clara nodded smiling. "Well I prefer to be myself, but Azina would be my second." Clara said. She twirled making her lavender hair wrap around her body. Slowly she turned into a taller woman figure with shorter white hair. Azina wore a white silk dress that dragged behind her on the floor. Her shoulders where covered with a silver cape that reached her knees. "Its harder for me to take an animal form." Azina said with a warm smile.

[Kyrian]

"Really, Viscis, i should think that one as old as yourself would know better than to ask spirits of their favorite forms." Kyrian strode in to join the group. To think, that he and his sister would have been fighting right now if she hadn't been dying. There would come time where there would be no light spirit left.

Not if he had anything to say about it. "Who's the girl?" he asked, his voice bored and emotionless

[Diabella]

"Her name is Clara and she's the spirit of peace," Diabella said glaring at Kyrian.

If there was one person or spirit that pissed her off more than anything, it was Kyrian. The girl crossed her arms and looked away from him. The Light spirit was dying, and the girl that Diabella had found to be the next one was going to die in the war.

"If you're going to be rude leave," she hissed.

[Kyrian]

"Ooo aren't we a little crabby today, did love not turn in your favor?" Kyrian asked. "Hate to disappoint you Dia, but i am not leaving anytime soon." he turned to Vicis, "Is there a reason for this meeting or not?"

It wasn't that he had anything better to do he just didn't like being with everyone else

[Clara]

Clara turned back into her little self. She walked up to Kyrian and looked up to him. "Hi there!" She said smiling. "I'm Clara." She said bowing a little. Clara skipped to Diabella and took her hand. She grinned again this time a toothless contagious grin.

[Diabella]

Diabella's cold glare at Kyrian melted into a smile when she looked down at Clara. Squeezing the girl's hand she wanted to pick her up and carry her around. Kind of like a doll or a baby. Shifting form into her older form she looked at Clara like a mother would. Her long golden locks were in a loose braid draped over her shoulder, a white Greek like dress graced her body. A pink sash was draped on her shoulder across her chest and her golden eyes seemed like sunshine. Diabella loved children, to a point were it should have been a burden.

[Kyrian]

Kyrian turned to Clara with a smile. "Name's Kyrian Black, Spirit of Darkness, and Diabella's love interest." he said, knowing very well that this would get a reaction out of the Spirit of Love. It was one thing he enjoyed doing was annoying her. That and making people's lives miserable.

With a yawn, he stretched his arms out.

[Diabella]

"You are not!" Diabella snapped, her cheeks turning a slight shade of pink, "There is no way in this dimension or any other that I would ever like someone as annoying as you!"

She shot a look at Kyrian and tried to concentrate on not getting to pissed off.

[Viscis Tractus]

Viscis rolled his eyes. Kyrian was an annoyance to everyone and he just made everything harder for the days to come. He stood up and just simply spoke. "Well, I have to. It's my hobby to catalogue everything for future references."

He turned his back to the group and walked up the hill. He motioned them all to come with him. He stood able to see most of the spirit realm from his position. "Kyrian. You know full well how this is the final decision. I want you to be very serious about it. Especially since we will be losing your sister very soon."

He gave a small sigh. "I have already found the most likely candidate and most of you already guessed who she will be replaced by. Kyrian. You must show at least some respect to her or you will be given an unfair advantage. I am bound by my purpose to maintain order and balance. This will be a fair trial for both you, your sister, and the soon-to-be Spirit of Light."

He stayed there for a moment, his age-old eyes staring off into the distance. He gave a small chuckle, realizing he was the only one left. He was the original Spirit of Space and Time, never have been replaced before. It was his blessing, yet his curse. To be able to watch over every single spirit and the cosmos forever, yet never getting the chance to experience that final rest. His black hair hung there as the wind died down.

[Kyrian]

Kyrian rolled his blood colored eyes when he heard about a replacement he clenched his fist. "I must object to that statement Vicis. You know very well that it is the nature of both light and darkness to clash, why do you think my sister and i did it in the first place?" he asked, sitting on the hill. "In fact if not for our spats those pathetic mortals would have never gotten those powers to begin with."

He allowed one of the tattoos on his arm to come to life and slither up and down his back like a snake. "They are all pathetic, let them have their wars, let them all die. It would be best for us."

[Viscis Tractus]

Viscis snapped his head around, his moment of peace ruined. "No! They are still living beings just as you and I. I will not allow you to simply do away with them on a whim!"

He clenched his fist, unseen energy pulsing within. He took a deep breath, then exhaled through his nose. His hand uncurled, and he brought up his hand to rub his eyes. "I know that you will never understand. That's why I only hope that you just listen. If I allowed you to fight your counterpart without any set parameters, the whole universe will unravel. Time would completely stop, whole planets would blink out, stars would simply disappear. Then, when all is said and done, even we of this realm will cease to exist. Mortals are simply pieces on a chess board. How you choose to use them decides whether or not you will be the most suitable one for control of the third planet from the sun."

He looked at Kyrian straight in the eye. He gave a small smirk as he noticed how the tattoos were moving as if they were alive. "Put your pets away, we have no need for fighting here."

[Kyrian]

Kyrian rolled his eyes yet again as he allowed the tattoo to come back on his arm. "If they are so important than why do they waste their lives doing stupid things." he asked turning to Diabella. "All you do is make them fall in love for kicks, little miss peace here just wants things to be puppies and unicorns."

The teenage boy tapped his foot on the grass. "and you Old Man just want things to be all Zen like and what not," he shook his head. "Darkness is needed in this world and if not having that war is taking my duties away then what's the point. Tell me Vicis."

[Diabella]

"I do not," Diabella said with a light tone, "Love is needed as much as anything. Darkness, Light, Time, Space, all of our elements run a balance. Sorry if you don't see that Kyrian, but we all can't be pessimists like you."

The sad part was as much as he pissed her off, she still found him hot.

[Kyrian]

"Clearly because when you curse someone into never truly loving someone they end up in jail or becoming abusive alcoholics that beat their wives and daughters." Kyrian replied, giving her a drool stare. "Face it, even love has its darker parts, so looks like you are always going to be stuck with me."

He shrugged his shoulders. "There's not much that light can do anyways, even in the brightest day there is always a shadow." he glanced at his fingernails, despite being a pain in everyone's lives Kyrian could be smart and wise if he choose to be. He prefered being more like a fox though, sneaky and dark

[Viscis Tractus]

Viscis just sighed exasperated. "What do you find so stupid? Their ability to make peace on their own? Their ability to express themselves? Finding love? I'm sorry, but not every single being in this universe has their minds enthralled in the fantasies of war, destruction, and all of that."

He started pacing, using hand motions, trying to get his point across. "Humans are so much different from us as they can be anything they want. Mortals have the ability to choose themselves whether they walk the path of darkness or light, they can harness the elements in many ways, and they can even walk along time, growing older along with it. They have all of this knowledge, this potential."

He snapped his fingers and a small projection of the Earth appeared. He showed it to the spirit. "I'm saying that this war is the last decision on who gets it officially and who has the rights for it. You really think that because the Spirit of Light is in ownership of this planet, the mortals will still go along with everything? They choose. Darkness will always be present. Why do you think the galaxies revolve around a sun while rotating? So every planet will be enveloped in darkness, then light, then darkness once more. It's a repetitive cycle and it will continue going on."

(was meant to be before Kyrian's last post....)