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Started April 27, 2020 by @trinitywilliams group

tune

(OOC: Dude, of course! This is really fun! You had to deal with my cannibal witch and her granny sister so don't feel bad at all!)
All of a sudden, the balance of gravity in the room had been severely altered by IAMUS as Hex watches Vozreal and Azgoroth be thrown around like leaves in a hurricane while she somehow stays rooted where she is. One would assume it was because she had casted another curse on herself to be immune to temporal effects, but really, looking behind her reveals that Hel had simply made a quick rune at their feet to resist gravitational fluctuation and was holding it with a face that suggests she's giving birth. The single IAMUS had split into seven and Hex's blood cried for a good fight. She raises her claw above her head, darkness creeping at its tips and whips them harshly towards the being to the far right of the seven. They impale it's chest with a sickening sound crunch.
Hex cackles madly and howls with vigor at his threat. GOOD LUCK YOU WRETCHED EXCUSE FOR A CORPSE!! I RIPPED MY STOMACH OUT CENTURES AGO!!
She warps her claws into her the shadows at her feet and they reappear at the being she shanked and grabs his shoulders. Her claws dig into him greedily as a wicked grin spreads on her face.

"HOW DO YOU EAT AND DIGEST FOOD THEN???" He asked, very concerned

Azgoroth hangs back and summons the curse he had prepared for Hel "Do any of you know dark healing Magica because this will not feel good for me. I ned toughly ten minutes, can you get those for me".

"Of course I do!!!!" He said to Azgoroth

Hel flings up a thumbs up in response to Azgoroth while Hex, still unaware that her arch nemesis and most hated person in her dead eyes is standing behind her, squeezes the IAMUS she grabbed begins thrashing it madly and trying to pry its limbs apart.

"someone is standing behind you, Hex…" He noticed

What?
Hex attempts to look behind her, but the way her arms are imbedded in the ground makes it difficult to turn her entire self around. Meanwhile, Hel visible flips shit and panics as she dodges out the way of Hex's sight line. It almost looks like a Three Stooges skit with the way that Hex turns her head to the right side and Hel hops to the left side with a face drenched in fear and intensity. Then Hex would turn to the left and Hel would rapidly leap to the right. Then Hex would straight up turn her head on her axis and looks straight down her backside only to see nothing because Hel dead ass blinks out of existence because remember: S tier plot armor. Hex looks at Vozreal with indignation. Do not deceive me demon! This is no time for jests! Get your head out of your ass and tear apart these pathetic corpses!
She turns her head back around and Hel reappears while sucking in a huge breath silently. She looks at Vozreal and begins doing her wild gestures again with a pissed off expression while the subtitles flash below.

DUDE

WHAT THE FUCK

"I'm a villian! I'm not on your side!" He mouthed to Hel.
He began tearing the corpses apart with his tentacles.

Hel slaps her eyes and rubs them quickly. Hex throws the IAMUS she grabbed onto the ground and retracts her arms to their side and readies another attack toward some unfortunate wraiths. Hel slaps her cheeks and her eyes go bright purple with an idea as she looks at Vozreal. She makes more gestures and the subtitles manifest.

LET ME HELP AND HEX CAN STAY

DEAL?

Hex's claws double in size and she grabs three wraiths at once, lifts them up, and repeatedly slams on the ground with enough unrestrained brutality and ferocity to cause a mini earthquake. Hel nervously looks at her as a wide and panicked frown creases her face. She looks back to Vozreal expectantly and puts a hand over her chest.

I PROMISE

He emitted a yellow fire from his hand.
"Deal!" He mouthed, extending his hand
"But, you have to leave Hex alone!"

"Seven more minutes" Hisses Azgoroth, visibly recoiling from the sun magic conjuring "be careful, he may become enraged and start dimension hopping"

IAMUS snickered "You know me too well." the seven disappeared and melded into the original one and IAMUS disappeared before reappearing behind Hex and stabbing downwards with a weapon shaped like an oversized needle covered in some kind of banishing runes.

Vozreal ripped and tore through the corpses with his tentacles, waiting for Hel to shake his hand

Hel takes a breath of relief. She extends her hand out to Vozreal, about to seal the deal and keep her promise, until IAMUS appeared right in front of Hel. Hex growls out What!? But they're both too slow for IAMUS when he impales Hel with the needle.

A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A ! ! ! ! !

Her shriek fills the room as Hel gapes at the needle sticking into her chest. The runes glow and sear inside her flesh as the manifestation runes she casted on herself fight for dominance. She kneels to the ground, clutching the needle and bends her head to the floor as she screams in pain.
Hex looks behind her and stands back in shock and fury at her writhing sister.
Writhing in pain.
A pain she did not cause.
Hex bares her teeth at IAMUS and her hair becomes razor sharp and volatile. Her claws become huge and deadly. Her gaze hungry and wrathful.
YOU IMPUDENT FUCKING SON OF A SOW BITCH!!!
She lunges her claw forward and impales him through his midsection with her index and middle digits. Then she curls her claw into a fist and begins slamming him over and over into the ground with relentless force.
SHE IS MY PREY!!! HER FLESH IS ONLY FOR MY TEETH!!! HER BLOOD TO MY THROAT!!! HER SOUL IN MY CHASM!!! YOU ARE NOT HER DEATH!!! HER PREDATOR!!! HER HUNTER!!! HER SISTER!!!
She slams him into the ground one more time and the earth breaks beneath into a huge crater.
I AM!!!!!

Meanwhile as Hex does The Thing, Hel feels her grip onto this world slipping away as the needle further deactivates her existence. The voice from before rings in her head.
! ? @ ? !

I'm fine… it just hurts…

! $ # & {}

I know… I will… That was a bad idea. Maybe this… should have happened…

! ! % @ !

Stop yelling… I just… need to think…

*- - ? H ?

NO! No. You don't need to come. Stay where you are. I think you'd make things worse…

-@-&-!-

What? I can't hear you… I… I think… I thi…. ah…

"Oh fuck yeah~" He said, grabbing popcorn and eating it

Azgoroth growls as the sun magic reaches its apex point in power “hold the shattered void apparition still will you?”

He does so

Hex takes her left claw and wraps it around IAMUS along with the claw that has impaled him. She holds him down in the crater for one second. Then she swings him over her head and slams him back down in the hole one more time. Her eyes are wide with mindless ferocity and her teeth have blackened from her acidic bile.
Do it.

Agoroth screams as he releases the spell, a beam of raw celestial energy lances forward into IAMUS, causing him to hiss as tendrils of holy power wrap around him. Slowly corroding what little of his form is left. Azgoroth breaths shakily from the effects of the spell “he’s gone now.. for now, he is like a god. You can hurt him, but not kill him without special effort. By the chains of Sinar that burned!”

As Hex holds down IAMUS, Azgoroth casts his spell and the void apparition slowly dissipates in a blinding light. When the light touches Hex's claws, she recoils from the vanishing body and starts swearing madly.
FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKSHITFUCKMOTHERFUCKSHITFUCKINGSHITFUCKASS
A scorching pain like when placing a hand on an iron hot stove shoots through her limbs and makes her bellow in anger. She looks at the light staining her palms as her cursed flesh attempts to rid of it. She turns her head to look over at Hel, who had not moved from her kneel and still had the lance in her chest. Hex growls in disappointment and stalks over to her. She stands in front of her and barks.
Get up.
Hel's body lurches forward. She carefully lifts her head up and meets her sister's gaze. The right eye had already been eaten away by the runes and her left had blackened sclera and that amethyst colored iris. A weak croak comes out of her mouth.
"..a..aa…hau…"
I said get up.
Hel struggles to make her feet stand. The lance angles itself against her balance and she stumbles, a pathetic squeal comes from her throat. Hex bares her teeth and her claws tremble in anger. She grabs the lance and pries it out of Hel's chest. A terrible shriek comes out as she falls forward. Her blood pours out her wound in waves as she clutches at the hole, desperately trying to contain her insides.
Stop this childishness and stand on your feet you disgusting whore.
Hel ignores her insult and stands to her feet as her legs shake and shiver while she balances herself. She steps forward, causing Hex to unsheath her claws and bring them to Hel's throat. Hel gently grasps one of her fingers and gingerly pushes it away. Hex looks at this pathetic being who she must call her kin with shock.
What are you doing?
Hel stumbles forward, her gait mimicking that of a newborn foal until she reaches Azgoroth. She takes his arm into her hand while the other still clutches her chest. She tries to stand, but ends up leaning on him for support. She looks up and tries to choke out sounds.
www… wha… whe… where… wound…?
Her eyes crease as her age catches up to her and she tries to lift her head, but can only hold it down.

“Hel, you cannot fix this, I would suggest you try to help yourself” slowly says Azgoroth as Hel shakily stares at the charred lines on his upper arms “they will heal in time. World eater!” He says sharply staring at Hex “do you know any regenerative Magica or do I need to summon Darioth? Why am I asking you this? I know you hate her and by all rights as should I but. She fascinated me”.

(Checking if I got the meaning of previous post right)