The Cursed: Rise of the Five Emperors

[Spyells]

Ryan watched the precedings in interest. He was for sure that the original cursed wouldn't be happy to have the new generation of cursed present here. But surprisingly they didn't seem to mind. Unless they noticed him, Ryan was planning to stay hidden. He was a little worried about what was going to happen at this meeting, which was all the more reason for why he knew he should stay hidden behind the trees. He was hoping that the original cursed weren't planning anything to hurt innocent people.

[Akans]

"Apella and, Rawth was it? It seems you wish to join us in our little meeting. Well, I have no problems with that, so I suppose you are welcomed." Rawth heard Kardama say to them as he appeared next to him and Apella.

"I suppose you are welcomed? That makes it sound like we are reluctantly accepted," Rawth replied, a grin straining to appear on his face, but he repressed it. No need to insult the most powerful Cursed ones. Especially one who could manipulate the shadows like this. Anger was no use against shadows.

Apella then replied as well, and Rawth was surprised to find that underneath her calm exterior, she detested the emporers. Interesting. His grin broadened slightly. Maybe he could manipulate her anger-
No. She was the only other non-original Cursed. He would need her help if he wished to stay alive in this maelstrom of power.
Rawth leaned back against a nearby tree and waited for the council to start...

[Spyells]

Ryan moved back a little farther behind the tree. He didn't want the man with black hair with red streaks running through it to sense him. He didn't know who he was and if he could be trusted. For all Ryan knew this guy was dangerous. He was already worried about what this meeting was for in the first place.

[sephiroth2]

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Sleif had a slight grin on his face, as he continued to watch the scene unfold with Kardama and the two cursed.
Sleif could easily sense the surrounding powerful energies radiating from everyone. He could tell that a small amount of negative energy was coming from the one known as Apella, but which was being suppressed.

"I believe we have waited long enough now. From what I can tell, a few of us are getting a little bit impatient, so maybe we should start!" Sleif said to the group with a grin.

[Wasilis]

"As you wish!" Sterm replied to all of them. Everyone was impatient and wanted to start the council. He took a deep breath and then he began to explain.

"It's been many-many years since the creation of the universe; since our birth. The God Himself trusted us with the duty to protect our land and administrate it. At that time we became the Five Emperors!" he stopped for a moment. He sensed something or rather someone. Someone was near them; maybe a spy, maybe a cursed one, maybe a normal person. He wasn't sure what it was, so he ignored it.

"This fateful year the God appeared, and you know what I mean; I don't have to explain! He cursed us and from then we are called the original cursed ones. But now, about 6000 years later, the curse is about to breek. We won't be immortal, and the powers we own will fade. To prevent this from happening we have to kill cursed people and steal their vial power. If we do so the curse will continue, and we won't die! And in the meanwhile we can rise again and rule the world known as Epce", he paused to think for a while and simultaneously he studied the faces of the people who were there.

"So...what do you think?" he questioned them.

Some meters away, a young boy wandered through the dense forest. He was a little scared. As he was walking deeper in the forest he could sense and feel greater power.

Just then he noticed someone behind a tree observing something. He had tan skin and black hair with blue streaks. He was about 6'0 tall and he had blue eyes. He wore black gloves and dark blue jeans. and a white t-shirt and black boots.He also had a silver chain tattooed along his spine. This man's name is Rya.

OOC: I know this plot is "cliche", but it is thanks to lack of imagination at the moment.

[Akans]

But now, about 6000 years later, the curse is about to breek. We won't be immortal, and the powers we own will fade. To prevent this from happening we have to kill cursed people and steal their vial power...
That line jumped out immediately to the listening Rawth.
This isn't good... he thought. As the youngest, and the weakest, Cursed present at the Council, he and Apella would probably be prime targets if the original Cursed wished to take their power.

Rawth coughed sauvely into his hand.
"Well... I think that we should impose some rules, to prevent the most powerful among us," (Rawth glares at the emporers one after another) "from fighting each other and destroying to world. Because I have no doubt that if any one of us fought each other to the death, there wouldn't be much of Epce to rule over afterwards."

And it prevents me from being killed, he thought, but didn't say it out loud.

[sephiroth2]

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"Well... I think that we should impose some rules, to prevent the most powerful among us, from fighting each other and destroying to world. Because I have no doubt that if any one of us fought each other to the death, there wouldn't be much of Epce to rule over afterwards." Rawth said to the group of cursed.

"I agree with that!" Sleif replied, with a slight grin on his face. "So, what say you lot to the plan?" asked Sleif, as he looked at each of the emperors, and non-original cursed. Turning away from them, Sleif briefly looked directly into the tree, where Ryan and Rya were.

[Spyells]

So that's their plan. Ryan thought with a sense of unease. He went pale when he realized that he was being watched. He slowly stepped from behind the trees. One of the original cursed was watching him. I hope I'm not their first target. Ryan thought bitterly. He stepped forward and stood next to the other two that were also watching this.
"I hope you don't mind me being here. My name is Ryan and I'm one of the new generation of cursed."

[OmniChaos]

"It is about time you showed yourself," Kardama said, his body reappearing near the other emperors. "I was thinking you'd stay in the trees forever." Kardama folded his arms, "looking" at his surrounding area once more.

Nearby shadows fluctuated and rose to the sky, gathering to form random paches of darkness in the sky. These "dark clouds" spread to darken the surrounding area, blocking out part of the light the moon provided. "That's better," Kardama chuckled. "It was a little too bright for me."

"As for the solution to our problem," Kardama said, looking back to the emperors. "I am in agreement."

[Shattered Redemption]

Mithos' face paled, he was not one for the idea, and there was something that the other emperors had never known about him. He did not obtain the powers he had from being cursed, as a small child, he'd been gifted and had a power that others did not. When he was cursed, he came immortal, and the use of his abilities locked away while imprisoned, along with being taken from his love as punishment, but he God had not done much more to him than that, he was just a collector of information, voided in nothing and seeing all for thousands of years. He stared at the others as they all agreed, his face showed no emotion, and he smiled. "Of course I agree. Let them die for our cause!!!"

"Heh, I agree." Erebos was not getting the point, he had had hsi power before he was cursed, and on top of that he was physically dead anyway. What reason did he need to kill for no reason?? It might be fun as the cursed now a days were twisted and did terrible deeds, but what body did he have to consume their blood?? It was all a bit pointless. His curse was the serious reduction of his powers. he still had great power nonetheless, but his power from before the war was monumental, as was his control over other's minds which he lost.........

A strange twist was in play, and Mithos and Erebos though not sharing thoughts wanted to know what it was.

[sephiroth2]

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Sleif watched as the watcher finally emerged from the tree, and joined the other two non-original cursed.
Sleif always noticed everything, and everyone. Turning he slightly made eye contact with Mithos and Erebos. Since he was a child, Sleif had certain powers. He was credited with being a mind reader and projectionist (projecting images and thoughts into other peoples minds).

When the curse occurred, this power immensely grew to the point of uncontrollable. Standing now facing the rest, Sleif spoke with his mind.
"What do you two really think about all this?" Sleif asked via the mind, to any of the emperors that would listen.

[Miss Murder]

Apella glanced up as the emperors' plans and agreements came into focus, and looked over as a man joined what was beginning to be the new generation of Cursed's "group".

She despised groups.

At least, ones where she was involved. However, for the first time since entering into this meeting area, Apella smiled. And what a smile it was. Subtle, one to match her melodic voice, although contrasting with her apparantly shy yet harsh personality. Let them do what they please, I suppose. she thought.

Although she did hold a certain amount of displeasing feelings for the emperors, Apella Vocis found herself liking them more and more now that she finally saw them in person. She was not a person of rash and unthought-out action, and more of a watching and waiting sort. This was put into action as she continued to stand by, although she did dislike being paired with the other two new generation Cursed who stood beside her.

[Akans]

Rawth felt a bit of negative energy emitted by Apella. While he did not have the ability to read minds like Sleif, he did have the limited ability to percieve anger and dislike by nearby people, and their targets. He was surprised by Apella's emotions, and so far, it seemed like she despised most people here.

Rawth smiled contently. This was what he liked. Intrigue and a bit of anger mixed in.
"So... Most of us have agreed. What about you, Apella? You seem silent for one who joined this Council voluntarily. What do you think of my idea?" Rawth grinned jauntily at her.

[Miss Murder]

Apella looked at Rawth. She had been far to leniant with her emotions so far; it showed on his face that he could at least sense some of her emotions. Although she respected the emperors, it was true that she held them completely responsible for what happened to her and her elder brother all those years ago. Apella Vocis, cursed, had watched her brother die. Not to mention she watched her family and friends perish whilst she lived on; the pinpoint of her curse. Who else could she blame, but those emperors responsible? Certainly not the God who cursed them, considering it was the emperors' faults in the first place that they even were cursed at all.

Quickly, she drew herself out of her thoughts as Rawth's question sunk in. "I suppose that's a fine enough idea," she said. "It makes some sense, so I agree."

[Wasilis]

"So I suppose that we can procceed with our plans!" Sterm announced as he glared at all the emperors, ignoring all the non-original cursed people who were there. "Most of you agree with the plan. Although this is not terminal. It might change..."

Meanwhile Riverwood was observing what was happening, while he was hid behind a tree. "So these are the known emperors... And they have increadibly strong powers! Like manipulating the darkness...!" he wisperred in a tone only he could hear. But in fact he wanted to reveal himself. He couldn't forgive them for what they did to his family! While he was young at that time, thanks to the war that broke owning to the hate that emperors had each against the other, his family had to fight in order to boost their country's military power. And as a consequence they died there; his mother, his father, his older brother... From that day he was living alone, until the fateful day where a witch came to his little village. But this wasn't the right time to think about the past.

His heart was beating rapidly. He wasn't sure what he should do. This was the right time to take revenge, but on the other hand he couldn't fight against all of them. He took a deep breath. He cheered himself up and he took a step forward; he revealed himself.

Sterm's attention immediately went to the young boy that appeared. "Who is he?!" he wondered, cause he didn't know him.

"I am Riverwood!" the boy yelled. "I am here to kill you all, the emperors I mean!" he smiled as he said that.

OOC: I know this is a crappy post, but whatever! I can't concentrate right now....