The Fire Rises (open)

[DC Comics]

The tensions between the Hallowton protesters has finally came to the head. The authorities were ordered to remove the tents the protesters had set up amongst the rich district of the city around the castle where the Queen and her royal guard resided. Screams could be heard all around the surrounding area where the conflict has risen and then...

A man fell down dead.

Things has happened too fast for anyone to register what happened. The blood of the man's dripping from the spear of the Hallowton guard could be seen and that was all that were needed to ignite the fire in the hearts of the protesters. They soon became violent, attacking the Hallowton guards, out numbering and beginning to kick their heads in. From an alley way covered in darkness, Bane watched the scene unfolded. The beginning of his plan was at hand as the cries of Hallowton's citizens echoed through the air as the riots raged on. And soon after he vanished altogether allowing the pieces to fall in place.

[Ira]

Venturing deeper into Hallowton had led the togruta to the area of protests - of which she was mostly unaware. However, such was the will of The Force to bring her there. The area was mostly quiet when she arrived. But then everything began to happen rather quickly. And everything escalated. She stood still, watching and feeling everything begin. The feeling of life fading away. A feeling she was far too familiar with.

Despite the chaos which was beginning, Wakanda practically moved through the crowd, not seemingly bothered or hindered by the crowd. Her Force aura expanded, the calming and warming feeling of a beautiful spring day soon filled the area as her aura expanded rapidly, as at the time she focused and intended for her aura and presence to be felt far and wide. It was through her aura though that she was able to feel the movements and shifting in the crowds, to navigate them. Eventually she was able to move to the body of the first man who had been stabbed.

The healer knelt down and began whispering under her breath as a shield began to form around her and the man which she was now attempting to heal. The pale blue shield formed around Wakanda and the man, giving them about a three foot radius about the two. She remained still while she rested her hands onto the man. Quickly, the force moved through the body of the man, mending the wound, encouraging it to heal and close. In a matter of few seconds the wound was healed and closed, only the tear in cothing and the blood which had been spilled onto the clothing and ground.

Why such madness? Why such chaos? Needless to say, Wakanda was rather confused.

[Saasha]

A tidal wave of power washed over the area, carrying with it the overwhelming feeling of hopelessness and idleness. Every eye of the most enraged of the rioters would be turned blind. Every ear would fall deaf. Every inch of flesh would become unfeeling as the black wave washed over the gathering then dissipated. The effect of the wave would linger until originator decided it would be over- even the guards would be stricken by this sudden condition of sluggish disability. In the mind of each and every member of the group, a singular female voice would echo, Be at peace. The unexplained urge to obey would come over them. Those that would obey be rewarded with a feeling of safety and security. Those that didn't would be isolated in a dome of jet black, unbreakable aura. The lesser of the angered rioters would feel, deep within their souls, the impending and staggering feeling of death. None would die naturally, but it was better to alert them to the possibility than to actually kill them. The only one exempt from this effect would be the woman that knelt over the fallen guard.

From the back of the group, a flash of black-tipped orange hair and the glint of an elaborate silver blade would stand out. The stranger moved through the crowd with ease, rather enjoying the feeling of the woman's aura. I was peaceful. A good person was among them. As a courtesy, she reached out with her own aura in a way that only the woman would be able to feel, letting her know that the one that approached her meant no harm.

She had to commend the woman for her bravery- though she did not seem like the cowardly type to begin with. But it was also her appearance that caught the eye of the newcomer. Interesting species. But no time to dwell on that now. She needed to watch for any that had tried to protest her sudden commands. They needed to be dealt with. This slaughter would not stand.

[DC Comics]

But there would be no peace.

The rioters found themselves in a dome but that would not sustain them for long as the auto-generators installed by Hallowton security activated and sweep the area, nulling the unholy and supernatural abilities of any on the field as the domes came down and the rioters continued fighting against the Hallowton guards. The reality of their greatest fears inside the depths of their minds far outweighing any peace that could have overtaken them as the people of Hallowton began trampling over each other. Forcing Hallowton to send in reinforcement in the form of Hellsing's Wild Geese to help take control of the situation.

[sebastian]

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This wasn't entirely unexpected, but that didn't make the sight any more welcome. He had been aware of the rising tensions all throughout Hallowton, he had passed word of it to Integra. When the protesters had set up their tents, a close watch by Hellsing had also been placed. And now... As violence had finally erupted... The demon butler had a new task. He was to accompany the Wild Geese and Seras into the area of violence, then make his way to the castle. Protect the Queen no matter what... Integra had commanded him to do so, and that was what he'd do. His master herself had withdrawn into hiding; due to the fact that her butler would be occupied in the city, and unable to protect her. She was no longer in the manor, and was accompanied by Alucard. Sebastian had been extremely reluctant to leave her side, but he trusted Alucard enough to make sure the woman wasn't harmed. Her pentagrams would hold the vampire in check. Even if the Hellsing Manor itself was attacked and destroyed; Integra would remain unharmed; due to her new location, along with that Vampire. And there was only one other who knew where they had concealed themselves... And that was himself.



So here he was, walking alongside Seras into the area of the riot; at the head of the Wild Geese, who were armed and ready for battle. Of course, they had their orders to not kill anyone; they were simply to calm the riot if at all possible, by nonviolent means. Their being armed had been a mere safety precaution. The demon halted in his steps as they reached the rioters, and raised his eyebrows. It was utter chaos... Humans were running in all directions, literally crushing each other to the ground in their rage and panic combination. To be quite honest... It was all amusing to him; there was a rather savage smirk in place on his face. Oh, how he enjoyed to watch such events... But he felt strange... Something about his powers being blocked? He was an unholy being after all. But that only suggested that it was someone with immense power who had caused this riot to begin...

Humans were so entertaining. But he couldn't dawdle here and observe; Integra had given him her orders before moving into hiding... And he had to obey. The demon bowed his head to Seras as the Wild Geese split off into the rioting crowds; and then turned to make his way to the castle. He had no trouble moving through the area, even the guards at the gates into the castle failed to notice his passing them; both uniformed and civilian dressed guards. He was under orders to protect the Queen at all costs; that would mean skipping over formal introductions and scheduling an audience. By the time he reached the main castle wall; he felt his demonic powers returning; he was most likely out of range of whatever had fallen over the rioters' area.



The area within the castle was most likely full of guards, and it would be best if he didn't just stroll in among them. It was only through looking at they silver badge upon his chest that they would know he was with Hellsing; he doubted they would give an intruder like him a second glance. He didn't want to be forced to defend himself and end up killing others who protected the queen. So rather than cause an instant uproar inside, he crept around the edges of the castle; keeping to the shadows. He knew where the throne room was, Integra had visited it before; he saw the way through her mind. The demon began to make his way up a castle wall; springing with ease from window sill, to protruding architecture designs, anything that he could get part of his feet on.

Once he reached a certain windowsill, he crouched there; the tails of his coat fluttering around behind him in a chill wind as the crimson gaze looked into the hallway beyond the glass. It was utterly deserted; guards were not in this specific hall. This was the hall which held the entrance into the Queen's throne room; however, he figured she had immense forces set up around her inside. If he guessed correctly; probably not many people, but a few with much power. Arix and his apprentice most likely, maybe Sparda. The demon took a knife and wasted a few precious seconds freeing the window from any locking mechanisms without a sound. He would soon be sliding the window up and stepping down into the hall; then closing the window behind him. The knife was safely in a pocket again, and he lingered in front of the window; looking out at the ongoing riot. He was close enough to the throne room to be present within a tenth of a second if he was needed, so he remained where he was; standing straight backed and proud with his gloved hands clasped behind his back... Still amusing himself as he watched the violence below. He wasn't supposed to get involved in violence, unless it was in defense of Queen Lori.

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Thoughts ► "Such insignificant beings... Always fighting among themselves for no real reason..."
Feelings ► Amused, determined to follow his orders.

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Muse ► Great!
Tags ► Bane, Ira, Reira
Notes ► Hellsing is here.
Music ► The Dark Crow Smiles {OMG Perfect for this scene and thread in general...}
Credits ► Aurion!

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[Mewtwo]

Magoichi sighed as she ran alongside the Wild Geese as they went to control the riots that was spreading throughout the city. She had seen her share of civilians rebelling against authority for one reason or another, it was a constant thing during wars, the people were always the ones that suffered the most while the Lords and aristocracy continued to live as they did before. Taxes rise, people die, starvation...all of these were elements she had seen before in many cities; for the most part she would give such issues a wide berth as the Saika Renegades did not concern themselves with such matters.

She was quite proud though of the fact that she had turned down, in rare instances, of job propositions that included keeping the populace in control through violence. She would not stoop so low as to fight against unarmed civilians who were only acting out of fear, she would never let that happen. Therefore she was quite glad that their orders were to keep things peaceful, and if forced to use non-violent methods to keep said peace.

[Ira]

Wakanda stood up and took a moment to glance around. Black domes. And then something severing her from the Force? She put a hand to her head against her head while the other found the hilt of her saber. She always felt so uneasy when she could not feel the Force. Felt so sick without it. But no choice was left at this time, she needed to get this under control and without the Force to help her do so. But that was why she had fixed her lightsaber to be the way it was; it was constantly set onto the stun mode of the saber and that it would not turn off unless she so deemed it. At least despite the Force being robbed from her, her saber could still provide the warmth she was used to due to its crystal.

The healer ignited her saber and with a higher pitched hiss and hum, the green blade came to life with fire seemingly dancing at it core. She left the man she had healed, as he had just as quickly left her, scurrying off into the crowd. She couldn't do this though. She felt so dizzied without the Force. Wakanda lowered her saber point down and close to her as to not hit herself by accident. And took a deep breath.

Better. Now then. How to go about this? She may have been skilled in various forms, but stopping this alone was not about to happen. This much she knew. But, she had to try to restore order, didn't she? She had to try to restore peace, for was it not her job to do so? Was it not the right thing to do? She began at first with several exposed backs, moving her saber in a wide arc and striking at their backs, at which point her saber would not rip through and burn those she struck at, rather it would just continue along while sending a electrical charge through their bodies, only strong enough to render them unconscious. Back to playing these games.

[Saasha]

The unearthly sound of a single pant and growl slipped from the woman's throat as she spat off to the side after using her metal gauntlet to strike the back of an oncoming attackers neck then dipping and swinging under the outstretched arm of another rioter that tried to grab her. This one was given a swift two fingers in the center of the back temporarily incapacitate him.

She stood from her crouch with an exasperated sigh. "Son of a- gotta do this the hard way." She banished her blade and a mechanical whirring sounded within the core of her gauntlet and it literally sparked to life with a crackling snap. Her body was little more than a blur as she bounded from rioter to rioter, doing her best to both stay out of the woman's way and to also assist her. She watched for attackers that were targeting the apparently weakened woman while still getting her shots in. For a crowd this size, it would take a while to calm them. The shocks were not deadly, rather, like to woman's weapon, her gauntlet's sparks would merely stun or knock unconscious.

[DC Comics]

The rioters began to be pushed back thanks to the assistance from the Wild Geese while others were knocked unconscious by the combined efforts of Wakanda and Saasha. As one part of the Wild Geese began backing some of the rioters into a corner, their minds were suddenly plagued by terrible images. Threatening to destroy their minds. This sudden pain was enough to give the rioters the upper-hand, if only for a moment. But a moment was all they needed as they stomped the Wild Geese members before them to the ground and took their weapons. The rioters were now armed and began unloading upon the Hallowton resistance that now stood in their way.

And so came the escalation.

[Sparda]

"What's going on out there?"

"A riot's broken out, sir. The Wild Geese have been dispatched to disperse it, but it's getting more and more out of control."

Sparda narrowed his eyes from the great window in the throne room that overlooked the castle's forward courtyard and the rest of the city.

"Any other elements in our defence?"

"None yet, sir. But there are reports of localised null field generators active in the vicinity of the riot."

Sparda turned about to face the guard reporting to him. "What?!" He glanced back at the distant rioting, his face darkening somewhat. So that was what he could sense out there. "I didn't order installation of any null field generators as part of our static defences. They'd do more harm than good. Someone's put them there to weaken our response, which means someone with probable connections to Isafaro instigated this riot for a specific purpose..."

The guard looked confused for a moment. "What purpose could that be?"

"A distraction. The precursor to some larger attack. Or maybe some irked third party's trying to start a coup the old-fashioned way." Before the guard could vocalise his distress at the notion of a violent coup in Hallowton of all places, Sparda turned around again, his voice filled with the authority of his post as he issued his orders.

"Alert Sazan, send for Amilia and double the watch on this floor." He set into a long, purposeful stride from the room. "I want eyes on Her Majesty at all times. I'll deal with this myself."

"By your command, sir!"

[Queen Lori]

"It seems we have a Judas in our midst."
"Queen!"
After Sparda left the throne room the Queen entered from her chambers to the right and looked out the window to see the chaos unfolding outside. It didn't used to be like this. They have faced tragedy before and it never came to this. Has Vulture changed them that much? Was the golden years of Hallowton truly over? Lori slowly shook her head and turned over to the guard before he could carry out Sparda's orders.
"Unfortunately Sazan has already set out for the Jherrazad desert. Send for Tony Stark and Cloud as well as Amilia. It's time they began earning their keep."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
"I also want everyone who worked under Sparda in preparing our defenses brought to me for interrogation."
"Yes!"
The guard bowed and then departed the throne room to carry out Sparda and the Queen's order. Lori remained in the throne room surrounded by many of the trainees trained under Arix and Sparda on top of the regular guards as she watched the riots from above.

[sebastian]

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Things were only getting worse out there among the rioters, he could tell even at his distance from them now. The Wild Geese certainly didn't seem to be doing their job properly... That wasn't... Normal... He'd seen the Wild Geese train before. and seen them in action. In fact, there had been some rather bulky Wild Geese bodyguards around Integra when he'd first met her. They were most certainly not operating to their high standards, abilities, and talents... Someone, or something... Was interfering with them in some way... But his duty wasn't to investigate that. His orders were to protect the Queen, simple. The butler turned away from the window, and found that he was starting to hear voices from down the hall; from the Throne Room it seemed...

He heard the entire conversation, casting a sideways glance back at the window. Null field generators? Was that what had been draining away his demonic abilities? It certainly sounded like it... And Sparda was obviously caught off guard. More evidence of outside interference... This riot had been provoked by another... Someone who had reason to want the Queen's power undermined. This entire event was very familiar; he thought back to a certain master from 987 years ago... He had wanted to be a king, and had used his demon butler to cause upscale riots throughout the country to be ruled... Until the current monarch had been assassinated... By whom? By none other than the demon butler himself. This situation wasn't quite the same, but it was very similar... He wouldn't be surprised if this uprising had been created in a similar way, simply without the help of a demon like himself.



Sebastian was pulled from his thoughts as rapid footsteps and an authoritative voice sounded from the direction of the throne room. Double watch on the floor, and eyes on Her Majesty at all times... The corners of his lips curled upward into a smile again. Well then, he had best stop snooping around and go make his presence known, However, he was aware of the many guards who were in the throne room; he could smell them, and hear their rapid heartbeats and accelerated breathing. How amusing... Humans were so easily put on edge, so quick to fall victim to fear and anxiety... They hadn't met him yet, and would no doubt attack the instant he made his appearance. That of course, would result in their narrow-minded selves being tampered with; when they saw that no extent of wounds from their weapons would fell him. So... He would simply have to make himself clear as a friendly, not a foe, upon entrance.

Much as it went against his proper etiquette, he had no real choice here; there were orders to be carried out, and he followed his orders by any means necessary... Sebastian stepped toward the doorway shortly after Sparda took his leave, and inclined his head to the three guards who stood there. "Pardon me, Sirs... But I come from Hellsing, and I must speak with Her Majesty. Would you be so kind as to escort me so that your friends don't attempt a misguided attack?" The guards had raised weapons at him, but lowered them with uncertain looks at each other. Hellsing? Who were they to raise arms against one of their own? After a moment of hesitation, two of them gestured to him to follow; which he complied to. As they made their way toward Lori's throne, a guard was at either one of his shoulders; and yet he retained that sense of calm indifference.

When he finally stood before Queen Lori, he instantly sank into a kneel; resting one knee on the ground while one gloved hand pressed against his chest. He would bow his head before her; but only because of her status. Normally, he would only kneel to his master; but Lori was as good as... Considering she was above Integra. He ignored the startled looks of guards who were watching; though this certainly was a jab at his pride. But pride could easily be set aside and ignored. "Your Majesty..." He began in a soft voice. "Sebastian Michaelis, butler to Hellsing... I have been sent by Sir Integra to stand by your side for the duration of this riot. She seemed to think you would be in need of guaranteed protection in this attack. May I offer you my services?"

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Thoughts ► "My orders..."
Feelings ► Sincere and fiercly determined

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Muse ► Great!
Tags ► Lori, Sparda
Notes ► None
Music ► The Dark Crow Smiles
Credits ► Aurion!

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[Mewtwo]

What was going on? This wasn't how Wild Geese did things? They weren't up to their normal standards as Magoichi tried to maintain order in the ranks, somene was messing with them and she didn't like that at all, she had a feeling that there was more to this riot then just a simple riot. It was one of the reasons she hated politics, there were always betrayals flying everywhere, "Lady Seras what are your orders?" she asked her commander unsure on how to deal with this situation, it was going out of control, but Magoichi did not flinch from the trouble...instead she tried to rally the other members, "Stand your ground! Do not falter, what is the matter with you all?" she asked sharply.

[Ira]

((O.o.C There was a misunderstanding I had so I got it cleared up. The Force is indeed a go from the rulings I have been handed.))

It slowly returned to her. Perhaps the pressure just attempted to rob her of it? But it had remained only so slightly. Now, it returned back to its normal flow. Wakanda's aura rapidly expanded around the area as a second skin created by the Force formed around her. As her aura expanded, a warming breeze of a beautiful summer's day gusted, touching and seemingly passing through people as it did. The entire area was within the reach of the Jedi master's reaching aura. She could clearly feel each person and their movements - she could see them just as clearly through the Force.

But things just seemed to be getting worse. Wakanda looked around quickly. She would not be able to move fast enough to incapcitate each member of this mess to ensure it ended. Time was of the essence here in stopping things. How to stop it though and prevent much more damage from happening (though stopping it all would be greatly preferred, though she understood was highly unlikely).

Something rippled through The Force. Something had happpened. It was not physical. But it could be felt. A familiar feeling. Her gaze shifted from one area to another, staring towards the Wild Geese, watching what seemed to be a train wreck. She could tell where it was going and knowing where it was going only made it seem slower, made it seem worse. Her gaze softened slightly as she watched the rioters arm themselves.

These fire arms though they were using. Similar in shape and function to some blasters she knew from having them shot at her. However, she probably did not have enough knowledge of these weapons the fully disable them as she could blasters easily enough. Causing weapon malfunctions required a bit of knowledge on such matters. It was lacking here.

Madness. That was what she stared at. It needed to end though. If only Renon was here to use his words to quell the violence, even if just temporary...He had a way with words and the Force to stop such things. Her skill was not there though.

For now, she could make those injured who insisted in still attempting to fight flee or lay their weapons. An ability she highly disliked for it could be used for terrible deeds. However, this situation she felt allowed the use of the Crucitorn ability.

Her green saber in hand still, Wakanda took in a deep breath, slowly stepping out of the way of potential threats - feeling their malicious intents bleeding through the Force to warn her. The once warm breeze suddenly carried weight upon it and settled down slowly, almost like a fine mist falling down onto the people who carried on this madness, sparing those who seemingly worked to stop it - the Wild Geese members who still stood and Saasha.

As it fell over their bodies though, it searched for small wounds, current or still healing from previous instances. If they were found, the aura seemingly clung to them before it seemingly tore into those wounds. Nothing physical would be left behind if nothing was done to stop the invasion of the Healer's Force powers. However, the pain itself would feel real beyond belief. No matter the size of the wound - let it be a pin prick even - it felt as if it were being ripped open by force and splitting the very matter of a being apart, the pain of a fatal wound would spread through the bodies of those infected by the ability.

Wakanda kept her eyes closed as she pressed through the Force to dig into their wounds to potentially disable all those involved in this madness. Yes, it would potentially leave them all on the ground, writhing in pain. However, they would not be dead and for the time being, the madness would stop. There was no reason for it to be happening anyway as far as she could tell.

Didn't help her feel any better about using such a skill though.

[Ayen]

“Maricul, lead a team of Freaks to infiltrate the city while Seras handles control of the riots. I feel there is more to this than a few angry civilians.”

Stated Sir Integra from the undisclosed location in Hallowton where she had been taken to once the riots began. Alucard remaining in the shadows of the building with nothing but his sunglasses glowing from the dark abyss of the empty space behind her and Maricul's position, watching the madness unfold outside. Unimpressed by how it has escalated so far.

“I'm no use during the day, Master.”

“You're a witch. Use your power to blot out the sun.”

“I don't have that kind of power.”

“Very well then. Alucard.”

The glow from the glasses faded away, and in that instant the dual suns in the sky above were blotted out by a great darkness that not even the null generators could hope to suppress. To the people of Genesis it would seem like a normal eclipse, except there was only one moon. Darkness engulfed the area and now Seras and the rest of the Freaks under Sir Integra's command would be at their strongest. There was only a matter of the generators themselves to contend with.

“Now go.”

“Yes, Master.”

Maricul departed the building and made her way to the streets of Hallowton while Integra continued to watch the riots from the window. Smoking her cigar and waiting for the next move to be played.

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"Lady Seras what are your orders?"

“Take out those generators. They're only hurting us.”

Seras looked over to her men who were being beaten down. Charging towards the now armed rioters, evading the bullets with her speed and slamming her fist into the jaw of one while kicking down another. Armed or not their orders were the same. To stop the riots with as little casualties as possible. She saw the area darken as the suns were covered and knew immediately who was responsible for such a feat.

You're a lifesaver, Master.