(Since Sampson hasn't posted and XinXin wants to write the fight scene, you guys do that and put in that the two of you somehow appear in this area \/)
Cirno stood silently, blue flames burning around her body. Black entrails flailing about on the ground, emerging from the rocks and dirt. Ice froze under her feet, and the wind that blew from her direction was cold. Ice cold. All the rubble around her began to vibrate slowly. They began to rise in the ethereal, continuous shaking of Cirno's power. She was never this strong, only her ego was gigantic - almost the size of Gensokyo. However, now, she has the raw strength, along with the deep, rumbling power of the ancients, to back her arrogance up. The rumble floated up, practically exploding into blue flames. Cirno's eyes leaked those very same flames. From the corners of her eyes, blue flames trailed up and floated into the skies, shimmering in the red sunlight. Jolts of dark blue energy traversed her skin and clothes, echoing that very same notion of power.
"I..."
Cirno throws her head back, almost in a dwarf's heartily laugh. But what came out was much sinister, much more... Corrupted. Her earlier, silky voice that resembled Rumia's was replaced. Replaced with a venerating, royal voice, that echoed from her throat. Cirno stretched her back, her wings shaking and burning with killing intent. Mystia and Mokou looked at Cirno for a moment, expecting her usual, arrogant catchphrase along with some pose and a smile. But no, that was not what they got.
"Will feast on your souls!"
At this moment, Mystia is sent flying directly at Cirno by a rogue, yellow curved beam that wrenched itself from the ground and shot upwards. Her mouth opens agape and her wings begin to beat, but it is of no use. Cirno pulls herself back and smiles at the incoming, pink-winged bird. Her fist begins to burn with the blue flames she is so akin to. With a swift movement of her muscles, Cirno throws her fist forward, connecting with Mystia's airborne body. "Feel the cold embrace..." Ice and flames begin to cover Mystia, beginning from her chest, where Cirno's fist landed. shockwaves echo throughout the area, rocks being thrown up into the air before bursting into flames.
"Of Death!" Cirno pushes her body forward, her wings bending back, flames dancing on their fiery toes. If fire could speak, it would be laughing. Laughing in corruption. Mystia is sent hurdling through the air once more, but Mokou catches her, standing and holding her position. Fear is in her eyes, but she does not back down. Adamant, Mokou slams her fists together. Wings of flame erupt from her back, their scorching tongues in a fight with the blue fire. A voice is heard. A loud shout, filled with pain and sorrow. Vante is pieced by his back by a long, brown, spear-like object. Colourful crystals hang on it, gnawing like a tree branch, it leads all the way to Flandre's back. She smiles.
"Your efforts are futile." Her voice is exactly like Cirno's. Deep, growling, yet it has the presence of a conqueror. Flandre stretches her arms and flexes them, low pitched growls are heard from the crystals. But upon closer inspection, they are cries. Cries of the souls of those fallen in the school.
"My harbingers will usher in a new age!" Flandre shouts, laughing and laughing in that deep voice. Flandre's wing is forcefully torn out of Vante as he colapses on the ground, shivering in pain, torment flowing all over his body. Flandre's brown claws spark with the same energy that danmaku has. Black eyes burst on the gaps of the crystals on her wings. They fidget and look everywhere, scanning the surroundings before closing shut. Cirno stands at the front, flaming rocks all around her, face-to-face to the Immortal. She smiles, her fists crackling with energy. Mokou grins. She's going to enjoy this fight, with a revitalized foe.
"Immortal." Mokou flinches. Cirno's voice is still that deep, horrible one. Her grin turns into one of rage and fury. There was no Cirno now. And perhaps, no more Flandre. "Oblivion is all that awaits you." she says, blue fire glowing in her eyes. Cirno's smile breaks apart, in an extremely... gruesome and disgusting manor. Blood splatters on the floor as her mouth looks like it's tearing itself apart. Skin is stretched and snapped. Teeth and pulled apart, and elongated, yellow and sharp. Revealing pair of mandibles on the sides of her mouth that can close together to form a mouthguard of sorts. Mokou looks back at Flandre, and she just smiles. Well, that big, oversized mouth already is enough for Flandre...
Mystia gets back on her feet, looking at both Cirno and Flandre, before flying up into the air, prompting just a glimpse from Cirno.
"It's alright, guys! We can win this!" Mystia shouts, her chest still hurting. At this moment, the air is forced out of her, and she instintively grabs whatever hits her. Wincing her eyes in the pain once more, she sees a shard of blue, from an emotionless Patchouli. She throws her head back and laughs in that deep voice that Cirno and Flandre have. Rhiseza is visible shocked, and even stumbles back a little. Mystia lands beside Vante, the ground shaking a little from a very hard landing.
"Foolish bird! I have journeyed through the darkness between the most distant stars. I have beheld the births of negative-suns and borne witness to the entropy of entire realities... Do you think I am unable to kill all of you in an instant?!" Mokou turns to look at Patchouli, her body entirely on fire. The fire of anger and hatred.
"Then why do ya' d-"
"Because, Immortal." Patchouli stresses the latter heavily, almost as if she dispised the word. "It is much more fun, this way."
Rhiseza looks to her side. Youmu is beginning to recover and regain consciousness. On the other hand, that Vante is mortally wounded, but she has to face Patchouli... How... She blinks. Where did Patchouli go...?
The chains in her body shake, and Rhiseza jumps into the air, right as a big, black crystal bursts out of the ground beneath her. Along with it, Patchouli. The big crystal shatters into thousands of shards, and fly straight towards Rhiseza. She effectively blocks them by spinning, the chains disintegrating those that touch it. A tsh is heard from Patchouli, before a crack in the earth. As Rhiseza lands, she jumps back towards Vante, just as more black crystals burst from the ground. Youmu begins to open her eyes, her wounds have already closed up and the burn marks have disappeared. She grabs her katanas, and slowly rises. Patchouli raises an eyebrow at the weakened Youmu, before turning back to Rhiseza.
"So you can heal them... Without focusing?" Rhiseza turns her head, and notices that Vante's wound is slowly closing up. She didn't even have to do anything, but it looks like being around Rhiseza is a form of high speed healing. Mobile rejuvination, then. Vante's scythe rests atop his shoulder, and Flandre sits on nothing but air, actually being patient for once. Resisting the urge to just kill, she wants to play... Until Vante is broken, forever.
Finally, the three of them - Flandre, Cirno and Patchouli, speak as one. Their voices all the same, vibrating and deep, rumbling. Demonic and corrupted. "We are the completion of a cycle. Our role in the cosmic order was preordained when the stars were young. Behold the culmination of your history."
The ground shakes in the unleashed might of the ancients...
Back in the still-unbroken parts of the school, Sakuya smiles, trailing her finger over Nanaya's frozen face. Sakuya stands next to Nanaya, suddenly dropping her knives. Something in her snapped. Newan stands there, silent, awaiting. His blade flares, as Nazrin begins to stand next to him. Sakuya's motionless. Even the pocket watch drops from her hand. It lands on the floor, clattering before coming to a silent stop. It's slow ticking noise is the only sound in this silence. It's quiet. A little too quiet. Something is wrong with Sakuya. Newan pulls Nazrin back, slowly making steps backwards, his eye on Sakuya and Nanaya. And then, he stops. The area around him is the constantly moving, distorting space. A thousand knives float above on the celling in front of him, all the way from behind Sakuya to his toes. They slam and impale the ground, loud metal chings echo throughout the space.
And then, Sakuya snaps back. And she laughs. But that voice is not that of the Sakuya he once heard. It's deep. Dark. And filled with untold power. She stretches her hands forward as if inviting Newan and Nazrin to come closer. Newan's blade flares like twilight. He grits his teeth, and clenches his other fist. Nazrin's just beginning to recover too. She can move properly now, though. Sakuya laughs. "Entertaining! Entertaining! But the show is over."
The spacetime distorts further, is if in a blob of constantly moving water, the surroundings pulsate with raw might and entanglement. Nazrin begins to feel dizzy, but Newan does not falter.
"There is... No one left. To save you." The space seems to spike on the ground, where the knives once were. Nazrin falls out of the grasp of Newan and hits the floor. Sakuya smiles.
"All resistance... Will be eradicated!" Newan falls flat on the floor, his eyes closing as Sakuya steps closer and closer.
Nazrin and Newan awake. Mokou to the right, facing Cirno. Rhiseza to the left with Vante, facing Flandre and Patchouli. Mystia beside Vante. And Youmu, struggling to get up with her katanas. Sakuya appears in a flash of darkness, in front of them. The ground rocks with violent pulses of devastation. There's no holding them back. Now.
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Rumia stands there, being irritated by Hirenko's "Heys' " and calling out. Aesera just slaps Kanako like she does to everyone else. Some would think that something's wrong with them, but a slap to the face is the most direct way of making the recipient of the slap notice and think when the sender says something. Rin had her head split open by Aesera right before they tried to "wake" their partners, and Rin apparently wasn't the cause of this. She stood there, obedient and silent.
The ground shook.
It rumbled under their feet. It echoed and screamed in pain with a thousand different voices. Hirenko falls to her knees, gripping her ears and head. She's the only one that can hear it. Again. And again. This was driving her insane. However, soon enough the voices stopped. Hirenko lifted her head up. And to her shock, Aesera was frozen. She would'nt move, she would'nt speak, and she would'nt react to anything. Something is wrong. Something is very wrong. The earth rumbled once more. Hirenko braced it this time, plugging her ears with her fingers.
However, when she pulled them out and opened her eyes, all she heard and saw was fighting. This wasn't the ruined cafe. This was the ruined school. She and Aesera were crouched down beside Newan and Nazrin. Kanako and Rumia stood up front, facing Rin. Whose head was not cut in half. What were those voices...?
"We have enough!" The corrupted shouted in unison. "Now! Face Chaos!"
They engaged.
(GOD THIS TOOK ME LIKE 3 HOURS WHILE DOING OTHER THINGS FUUUU-)
