Far Away Soul, White Cold Star

Rip My Soul Free and Burn the Roses..

Arc: 4 Chapter: 14 (3/4)

The pressure is unmistakable, whatever that was..was  beyond anything you've experienced before. I-it's Just...that pressure. It..reminds me of something..something so benign yet so true.
Why did it feel like...the skies were falling on me..
The skies Fell.
Fell with the World.
Heaven Fallen.

  The ringing of your ears was what left from the encounter, doesn't matter how bad you force yourself up there was the unmistakable sensation from whatever had fallen upon you. None of it made sense..how can something like that come to be?! It can't be possible..there is no way...

  Static from a small piece of machinery was the only thing audible to you in this state, its muffled white noise being the slightest sensory input available to your senses. As black tar seeped slowly off your eyelids, you clasp at the ground with your nails tightly and winced as best you can to see what was before you. Laid upon the ground was the radio, its square shape somehow perfectly in tact after all that's happened, was now placed right before you on the ground. Hands trembling under your weight once again, you shakingly move your hands near it until the static began to grow louder- white noise overwhelming your senses you wince in discomfort. Teeth clenched.. you clamor at it and manage to grab it, with one hand you lay against your side to click the auditory system enhancer (speaker) to hear what was going on.

  Breaking between the static there was nothing except the haunting noise breaking from the white noise in small blips: the sounds of rampant explosions, the sound of someone yelling, the fire of a gun, mechanical whirring ending with a raspy female voice echoed out to you, "Ahahaha~! Make Mommy Proud and Give us a true Challenge! Make MUTINY PROUD!" Hijìn's eyes widened in shock as to what he had just heard, Mutiny was on the other end of the line- that meant that when they had left she had targeted them directly. 'No...if she's there then that must've meant more than she just appeared, that means that damnable spider had gotten to them!? And Mutiny is on the offensive?!', he had thought as he clasped at the device to try and get any bonus information before the white noise came back in full.

  Sounds of agonizing pain, heartache, and mental distraught kept ringing in the air, but Hijìn had to stand and make himself useful. He can't allow himself to be put down, not yet, not until he gets his peace of sweet mercy first. Falling to such a thing wasn't acceptable now or never; His very knees violently shaking like it had when he first entered this strange realm, as he planted his hand on it to try and stand suffered as he was out for the count, but with a firm grip on the radio he clenched his teeth and tried to push on- not noticing the black masses coming from his very spine behind him. "H-High..L-lAndin?! W-We need ur strings son!" Yelled out Dante as his new found blindness made his eyes seep out his blood all over his face, his hands firmly holding onto Coco's calf as she lay there lifeless was a result of this all. But, as Dante tried his very hardest to focus on the man who struggled to even move, he materialized his gun as he faced ahead at him and tried to move his hand. Rising like a overlooking shadow, the scent of death energy coursing around the bundling black tendrils that began to seep from Hijìn's back became apparent to anyone who saw, especially Dante with one really bloodied eye watching in absolute horror.

  Just as Hijìn managed to hear a small echo he heard an explosion go off through the other end and what sounded like Rimi's screaming, before he could even react the black mass tore itself forward and grabbed on the radio trying to rip it from his own hands. Hijìn saw this dark manifested hand and tried to fight back only to get slowly overwhelmed by the force, as he turned around all he could witness was something he thought wasn't going to happen anytime soon. Xèhtrï manifesting before his very eyes...just.. in a strange state. He was merely a entire entity of true darkness, his very hair and presence flowing in ethereal null, the only noticeable thing about his face is the two piercing white eyes on his face as his black tendrils ripped themselves out of the man and began to corrode the area around them. Xèhtrï's other hand breaking from the man's back had slammed down right by him as the parasite began to grow larger then the man, and began to loom over him still holding onto the radio with the other hand.