Light and Darkness: Open RP

Mr. Dark stayed in the wall, but didn't explode...
Tick-Tok watched as Mr. Dark disintegrated, then turned in time to see Mr. Dark knock his head off with his cane. Looking behind Mr. Dark, Tick-Tok saw... ANOTHER Mr. Dark?
"As our agents are killed, the power is split among the survivors." Mr. Dark said smiling as he held Tick-Tok's head in his hands. "This allowed me to perform this technique: I call it the Multi-Form Technique. How is it?" Mr. Dark smiled as the other Mr. Dark entered his body again.
Mr. Dark dropped Tick-Tok's head to the ground. Searching around, Mr. Dark realized there were still two other agents left.
"Mr. Death, Ms. Shade..." Mr. Dark said telepathically. "It's time to go into the second phase of this plan. Come with me onto Atlas Hall."
Mr. Dark flew away as Tick-Tok's flight boosters shorted out as they lost power, and his body followed his head to the ground...

"Well damn, time to go for the classic!" Tick-Tok said as his body grabbed his head in it's hands and a small propeller rose where his head should be. He touched the ground softly and attached his head firmly to his shoulders. Tick-Tok looked over and saw a little girl with a sketch pad. He rushed over quick.
"Are you alright? Did the bad people hurt you?" Tick-Tok said as he bandaged a cut on the girls hand.

Ms. Sketch looked up at the Clockwork. She smiled.
"Yes, they were just-" Her face suddenly went stiff as an Energy Beam went through her chest, compliments of Mr. Death. Ms. Sketch fell forward, her sketchbook, crayons, and pens falling to the ground as she fell. She then exploded in a black light, her Light Energy going into the remaining Light Agents.
"Ah, the infamous Clockwork." Mr. Death smiled, circling around Tick-Tok as he aimed his Gattling Gun at him. "Looks like your out of Light Energy." He narrowed his eyes. "Or are you? I wonder..." He prepared to fire his gattling gun...

Tick-Tok just watched this terrible display.
"You killed an innocent little girl, and no I have an idea" Tick-Tok said as he picked up the pad of paper and some crayons. He drrew as quickly as he could a small power source that had the same properties as the light agents. Once he was finished this jumped out of the page and into his body.
"I told you I wasn't done yet" Tick-Tok send out an electrical charge, but this hone as bright as a new light. Thus hitting Mr. Death on one of his arms, the metal from his weaponry was spreading the strabge electrical glow faster through his body. Tick-Tok watched as the body of Mr. Death blew up and parts littered the ground. Then he watched Mr. Death burst into white light, the remaining dark energy flowing to his fellow Dark Agents.

Tick-Tok turned after defeating Mr. Death just in time to see Ms. Shade kiss him on his shoulder.
"Good-bye, honey." Ms. Shade smiled as Tick-Tok found himself paralyzed. In the next instant, Tick-Tok's entire body became black as the darkness spread across his entire metal body, and soon he entire body was consumed in it. Ms. Shade blew a kiss at Tick-Tok, and his black body crumbled into a pile of dust, not even his CPU core could survive such an attack.
Ms. Shade smiled and turned to see Ms. Charity charge her, twirling her Rod that she had found earlier. Ms. Shade, having almost no time to react, made a desperate lunge and plowed her hand through Ms. Charity, just as Ms. Shade's body was incinerated in fire by Ms. Charity Rod. Both of the agents exploded simultaneously, and their energy was transferred to the last Agents on both sides.
Mr. Dark and Mr. Light squared off on the burning Atlas City Hall, both knowing that all of their allies were dead and what that meant.
"There's no reason to continue this fight, Mr. Dark." Mr. Light said, keeping his eyes on Mr. Dark at all times. "We're the last two Agents left, and you know what that means."
Mr. Dark smiled. "Yes, I do." His smile became a wicked sneer. "Which is what I had planned all along." He charge Mr. Light, stabbing his cane through his stomach. Mr. Light, however, became a white mist and reformed, plowing HIS cane through Mr. Dark's neck. Mr. Dark, however, became a black mist and reformed to perfect health, and the battle continued.

They both had reached a point where they could not be killed, even by their own weapons. If either one of them were to die, it would symbollically be destroying all Good (Mr. Light) or all Evil (Mr. Dark) in the Universe. Because the entire concepts of Good and Evil rely on each other to exist, killing one would kill the other, and the destruction of both would cause the Universe to cease to exist. Knowing this, it had been deemed long ago that it would be IMPOSSIBLE to destroy ALL the Agents of Light or Darkness. Once there was only one left on either side, that last remaining Agent would become truly immortal, unable to be killed by ANY means, even WITH the power of Light or Darkness. This was made so the Universe would never die, and like it or not, it was what must be.

A hero who chose not to engage in the battle was sitting upon a building in Atlas Park. She had watched the progression of the battle from start to end. She became interested in what was going on when she noticed a congregation of heroes at the top of the Atlas memorial. She knew something wasn’t right when they both engaged each other and many odd and new things happened. Throughout the progression of the battle she had watched as the agents of light and dark were killed off by the opposing side one by one. What interested he was a light agent had carried a needle before her death. When she was destroyed in the bright flash of light, the needle remained. It was not noticed thorough the progression of the fight. She had kept an eye on it just in case it was used or noticed.


When the final hero in Atlas Park was salyed (a clockwork) she flew down to the syringe. As she picked it up she noticed a label on the back of it, ADVANED HEALING MICRO-BODYS it read. She looked a few yards away to a fallen hero he had red camo on and was laying on the ground in a crumpled position. She had an idea. As she flew over to the hero she rolled up his sleeve revealing the red skin underneath. As she tried to stick the needle in his rist the skin wouldn’t give way she had to apply some force before it would penetrate deep enough to hit a blood vesicle. She injected the whole syringe into his skin at a measured rate.

It took the microbodys a moment to get used to the blood stream, before they shot off thought the vesicles in search of damaged skin and tissue. When they came into contact with either of the problems they would begin to reshape their DNA according to what needed to be replaced and continue to reproduce the needed substance till the DNA had filled its goal as the new cell. In the creatures brain they would replace the matter but the thoughts and memories stored in the old one were lost, essentially the new brain would know how to breathe, how to walk who he was but nothing else. All of his memories stored in the left side of his brain were schreaded by the claw. Therefore he would retain all of his factual knowledge while his memories and creative thoughts would be gone. Although that all the memories and thought patterns were gone he still had the same character and attitude as the old Vondor. This process of mending the fallen hero took a total of 6 hours. The rest of the microbodys would then head to the heart and send a jolt of fresh blood to get the body back and working again. The patron had to stay asleep for a total of 12 hours before his body was prepared to wake up from death.

As Vondor opened his eyes and looked around he noticed that he was one Earth. That was good this is where he felt this is where he should be. He got up and looked for his sword he found one beside him and looked at it, it was a good blade and would have to work. He sheathed it he felt like he needed to go to the airport, not knowing why. He flew off in the direction of that airport with a curious gaze around him, as he saw that most of Atlas Park’s former glory was in ruin.

" When Light and Darkness clash, and a city in ruins lay,
The Light and Dark shall part, to fight another day. "

As the two Agents continued to fight, two voids opened up on either of their sides, one dark and one light.
" Mr. Dark! Stop this now! You know what was Decreed long ago! " The voice came from the Dark Void.
" Mr. Light! You must respect the way of the Universe! End this now! " The Light Void commanded.
Mr. Dark and Mr. Light, looking at each other intently, disengaged their battle and backed off.
" As it was Decreed when the Universe was born... " The Dark Voice declared.
" So shall it be. " The Light Voice responded, the two voids glowing in white and black light. The two voids enveloped the entire city, then the world, and continued outward as they intermixed, creating a Gray Void that eventually covered the entire Universe, and in a flash, the Voids and the two last Agents were gone.

Tick-Tok sat at Tony's Bar, sipping his tea. Vondor and Silver Haze sat back and relaxed, talking lightly as they enjoyed a small meal. The bell on the door to the diner rang, and a man in a white trenchcoat walked in, taking his place at a table.
"What can I get you, sir?" The waitress asked, looking cheerfully at the man. The man smiled back.
"Angel's Food Cake, please." Mr. Light answered, looking out the window at the lovely day, Atlas Park in perfect condition.
Outside, Mr. Dark looked at the diner from a nearby rooftop.
"Someday, Mr. Light..." Mr. Dark snarled, turning away. "Someday." He leapt off the building and flew away.
Mr. Light sipped some water, then looked across at a child drawing on a paper with some crayons. He was very young, and seemed to laugh to himself as he drew. Mr. Light walked over to him and sat next to him.
"What are you drawing?" Mr. Light asked, smiling as he looked at the paper. The drawing looked like a brightly colored Hero.
"A... picture of me..." The boy said, continuing to draw on the paper.
"You want to be a Hero?" Mr. Light asked, smiling as he watched the boy draw.
"Mmm-hmm." The boy said, continuing to draw on the paper. Mr. Light smiled inwardly.
"I'm Mr. Light." Mr. Light said, moving his cane to the side of the table and extending his hand to the boy. The boy accepted it. "You know, I once knew someone that liked to draw. She was a Hero herself, you know. You'd be amazed at what she could do..." Mr. Light and the boy talked for the rest of the day.

END LIGHT AND DARKNESS

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(Author's Note: I would like to thank EVERYONE [especially Vondor and Master_Mind] for their participation in this Thread. Sadly, due to the lack of people participating and the "battle" theme of it, I knew that this wouldn't last long and enjoyed writing it with everyone who was involved. I'll probably make some more RP "Battle" Threads like this, so make sure you check back often! Thanks again to everyone for their participation! Thank you! )

Just moving this up to the Front for newcomers who want to participate in "Light and Darkness: APOCALYPSE".