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Some say there was thunder in the sky the day Cole MacGrath was born. They all saw there was thunder in the sky the day he died. No one was aware, that there was thunder in the sky the day he came back.
KRA-BOOM!
Glowing blue eyes opened under 6 feet of dirt. A blur of white and black lept out of a deep grave. The thunder in the sky rejoiced above its reanimated master. MacGrath was back.
~
Screams of the dying filled the air. Fire crackled across Seattle, uncaring of the far man's plight as he ran throughout the streets. Zeke Dunbar panted heavily, desperately tinkering with a spherical device as demons swept at him from above. A crimson read blade pierced his leg and Zeke screamed in agony. He fell to his knees and He Who Dwells hovered ominously above him. "Zeke Dunbar! You have failed! Your cause is lost!" Zeke gaped in horror at the angelic abomination above him.
Then a familiar hand landed on his shoulder, the thin crackle of electricity passing through it. The energy channelled through him, mending his leg and destroying the blade londged in it. "How's about you sit this one out Zeke. I've got this." Zeke looked at him in suprise, but then a familiar smile spread across his lips. "Heh, just like old times. You're still too stubborn to die." Cole MacGrath stood in front of his old friend and met the gaze of He Who Dwells with seemingly miled amusement. The Video Angel seemed intimidated, swerving back a fair ways.
"Cole MacGrath! You're powers are insignificant to those of an angels! Fall back and I shall mercifully pretend this never happened!" Cole roled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah. Damn me to hell and all that. I've heard this holy than though speech before." He Who Dwells brandished a giant sword threateningly. "Then death will consume you." A thundercloud quietly formed over the angel. "I've seen death before. I wasn't impressed."
Cole thrust his arms in the air and carried wity them the thunder of a thousand storms. As he brought them down, he carried the lightning of one hundred angry gods down from above. He Who Dwells flickered and writhed in agony. An energy blast fired from the device in Zeke's hands and He Who Dwells was blasted into oblivion. Eugene's crumpled body landed unceremoniously on the ground, still smoking.
Zeke laughed as he pulled himself up. "Man, it is good to have you back brother." The two pulled each other into a hug. "It's good to see you too." Cole responded. As the two let go, Cole waltzed over to a nearby car and sat on the hood. "I saw Seattle went to hell after I came back on the news, decided I'd lend a hand. Should've figured you'd somehow been in the middle of all this." Zeke shrugged. "Hey, I can't just sit by while everything's going to hell. I'd be an insult to you." Cole brushed him off. "You give me too much credit. Catch me up to speed on what's been going on here." Zeke sighed. "Man, a whole lot of shit went down. The stuff that you need to know for now is that the plague's gone, some conduits are still around, and some guy named Delsin Rowe and his crew have been massacring everything in sight."
It was Cole's turn to sigh. "Figures. There's always one more thing." He got up. "Alright. Point me to this Delsin guy so I can kick his ass and we can grab a beer." Zeke scratched the back of his head. "Well, ya see, it's not that easy. This guy's the strongest Conduit I've ever seen, bar none. You're gonna need this." Zeke handed him the spherical device. Cole blinked. "The RFI?"
"It's a prototype of a new RFI 2.0. Supposed to be sorta like Conduit Kryptonite, something that can depower them with killing them. Problem is it isn't finished, so it just works like the regular RFI for now." Cole took the RFI and strapped it to his back. Then he turned and marched into the heart of Seattle. "Alright, let's do this."
~
Fight takes place in Seattle.
RFI Cole vs Evil Karma Delsin
Speed Equalized.
I don't know if you've ever let someone down, got your ass kicked or straight up failed, but those are the moments that define us. They push you further than you've ever thought possible, and force you to make choices... No matter what the cost.
vs.
KRA-BOOM!
Glowing blue eyes opened under 6 feet of dirt. A blur of white and black lept out of a deep grave. The thunder in the sky rejoiced above its reanimated master. MacGrath was back.
~
Screams of the dying filled the air. Fire crackled across Seattle, uncaring of the far man's plight as he ran throughout the streets. Zeke Dunbar panted heavily, desperately tinkering with a spherical device as demons swept at him from above. A crimson read blade pierced his leg and Zeke screamed in agony. He fell to his knees and He Who Dwells hovered ominously above him. "Zeke Dunbar! You have failed! Your cause is lost!" Zeke gaped in horror at the angelic abomination above him.
Then a familiar hand landed on his shoulder, the thin crackle of electricity passing through it. The energy channelled through him, mending his leg and destroying the blade londged in it. "How's about you sit this one out Zeke. I've got this." Zeke looked at him in suprise, but then a familiar smile spread across his lips. "Heh, just like old times. You're still too stubborn to die." Cole MacGrath stood in front of his old friend and met the gaze of He Who Dwells with seemingly miled amusement. The Video Angel seemed intimidated, swerving back a fair ways.
"Cole MacGrath! You're powers are insignificant to those of an angels! Fall back and I shall mercifully pretend this never happened!" Cole roled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah. Damn me to hell and all that. I've heard this holy than though speech before." He Who Dwells brandished a giant sword threateningly. "Then death will consume you." A thundercloud quietly formed over the angel. "I've seen death before. I wasn't impressed."
Cole thrust his arms in the air and carried wity them the thunder of a thousand storms. As he brought them down, he carried the lightning of one hundred angry gods down from above. He Who Dwells flickered and writhed in agony. An energy blast fired from the device in Zeke's hands and He Who Dwells was blasted into oblivion. Eugene's crumpled body landed unceremoniously on the ground, still smoking.
Zeke laughed as he pulled himself up. "Man, it is good to have you back brother." The two pulled each other into a hug. "It's good to see you too." Cole responded. As the two let go, Cole waltzed over to a nearby car and sat on the hood. "I saw Seattle went to hell after I came back on the news, decided I'd lend a hand. Should've figured you'd somehow been in the middle of all this." Zeke shrugged. "Hey, I can't just sit by while everything's going to hell. I'd be an insult to you." Cole brushed him off. "You give me too much credit. Catch me up to speed on what's been going on here." Zeke sighed. "Man, a whole lot of shit went down. The stuff that you need to know for now is that the plague's gone, some conduits are still around, and some guy named Delsin Rowe and his crew have been massacring everything in sight."
It was Cole's turn to sigh. "Figures. There's always one more thing." He got up. "Alright. Point me to this Delsin guy so I can kick his ass and we can grab a beer." Zeke scratched the back of his head. "Well, ya see, it's not that easy. This guy's the strongest Conduit I've ever seen, bar none. You're gonna need this." Zeke handed him the spherical device. Cole blinked. "The RFI?"
"It's a prototype of a new RFI 2.0. Supposed to be sorta like Conduit Kryptonite, something that can depower them with killing them. Problem is it isn't finished, so it just works like the regular RFI for now." Cole took the RFI and strapped it to his back. Then he turned and marched into the heart of Seattle. "Alright, let's do this."
~
Fight takes place in Seattle.
RFI Cole vs Evil Karma Delsin
Speed Equalized.
I don't know if you've ever let someone down, got your ass kicked or straight up failed, but those are the moments that define us. They push you further than you've ever thought possible, and force you to make choices... No matter what the cost.
vs.
