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Craig jumps from the plane, and lands elegantly on the floor, without pulling his chute. Zack: Another one... what's your excuse? Craig: Half demon, half elf my friend. Zack: Ok..... that's cool...... Craig draws two Glock 9mm's.

Name: Craig Kensindan Age: 24 Weapons: Two custom made pistols, a large sword empowered with lightning, a double barrel shotgun, and ifrit gloves. Abilities: Can turn into a demon, and in this form can also fly and shoot lightning bolts. Appearence: Shoulder length white hair, a black vest, with red trenchcoat and trousers, black boots and gloves. Hazel eyes. Bio: Has a mercenary buisness called Devil May Cry, which specialises in hunting demons. He himself is half demon, and a good friend to Zack.

Craig and Matt enter the house, Craig draws his two Glock 9mm's. Craig: Is it secure? Siren: Yeah......... Craig puts his pistols away. He still looks on wearily though. Zack: Don't trust us huh? Craig: There's only two people I trust. I'm one of em, and he's the other. Craig points at Matt.

Name: Vincent Valentine Weapon: Shotgun Materia: Bahumet, Bahumet Zero, fire, restore Limit: Chaos

Craig and Matt approach his car, but someone callls out to him. Butler: Craig, the counsel wishes to speak to you now. Craig follows the butler downstairs, and he stands infront of the counsel. Counsel1: Craig, are you ready to take your place on the counsel? Counsel2: You are a pure blood, and son of one of our counsel, you can take your place whenever ready. Craig: What, and spend my days locked up in here....... hiding? Counsel5: It is a great privilage to be asked onto the counsel.... Craig: For the majority, them maybe. But my job is to hunt those damn tristae witches. Counsel9: Then you will be Espa's main protector. Stand with Lupos, and guard her from the witches. Craig:*grins* Now thats more like it. Craig walks out of the building, and approaches his car. He glares at Zack, and grins. A chill of fear runs down Zack's spine. Lupos: What's the news? Craig: Looks like I'm your new bodyguard......... Espa: I'm doomed....... Liam: I doubt it...... Craig is one of the best hunters and bodyguards there is.

Name: Craig Age: 15 Weapon: Biggoron Sword, Mirror shield (can't be used together) Bio: An elf who travels the country looking for money and items. He found the biggoron sword deep in the Lost Woods, and he dound the mirror shield in the depths of Lake Hyrule. Description: Long Silver hair, hazel eyes, a black and red tunic with a black cape, and black boots.

Azar drags Necron into the Potions room. There an old man in a cloak that completely covers his body stands mixing potions. Azar: Hello Minsk, I need a potion. Minsk: Another weak trainee I see. Azar: Quite the opposite actually, he has just been bitten by Cerberus, and has mastered the Warewolf ability perfectly. Minsk: Well, he truly is a rare breed! I believe you were the last one to accomplish such a task, were you not? Azar: Indeed I was. But please help this child now. Minsk: Of couse. Minsk goes over to a shelf and takes an old and dusty bottle, containing a purple liquid. He walks over to Necron, and pours it down his throat. Necron regains conciousness, and stands up. Necron: Where.......... where am I? Azar: You are in the potions of healing room. You passed out shortly after we entered the castle. This is Minsk, our potion master, who just healed you. Necron: Thank you sir. Minsk: Don't mention it child. And congratulations on succesfully mastering the warewolf ability. You should be able to transform at any time now. Azar: And you have grown to Lv5, as that gave you much strength. Lets get back outside, and teach you a simple petrify spell before the feast. Necron: The feast? Azar: Yes, there is a great feast every night. No doubt you will be the guest of honour, having secceded in your transformation. Now, lets get out into the garden and teach you petrify. Necron and Azar walk back into the garden. They approach an imp, who is working in the garden. Azar: Now, you will learn a simple Petrify spell. Nothing great, it just immobalises them for 1 minute. Necron: So, how do I do it? Azar: Raise your hands, and keep in your mind that you wish to immobalise your opponent. Then, chant Petrify, and if done right, that imp will stop dead. Necron: Okay. Necron raises his hands at the imp. His eyes turn completely black, and a black aura glows around his body. Suddenly the imp stops moving. He stands there, stiff as a board. Azar: Very good. Tomorrow I will teach you to reverse that spell. Necron: And he'll be back to normal in 1 minute right? Azar: Yes. Now, lets get changed, and go to the feast. I will show you to your new room. Necron and Azar walk back into the castle, and walk towards the dormitory section.

Liam: I have an idea....... which would help us out. Zack: What's that? More vampires? Liam: Yes, 2 more. Named Craig and Matt. Craig is a pure blood. Zack: Which means? Siren: It means he was born a vampire. It also means that he will have no mercy on you. Zack: Why? Liam: Well, we all stop ourselves from attacking because we know what it is like to be a human, and so can restrain ourselves. He sees you as food, and only food. We can stop him from attacking, but he will not be pleasent towards you. Zack: Oh man...... that's all I need. Do we have to call them? Liam: Yes, because they are 2 of very few vampires who actually hunt triste witches. Liam picks up the phone, a low growly vioce is on the other end, He shortly hangs up. Liam: They are coming. A short while later, there is a knockat the door. Liam opens, and two figures walk in. One wears blue jeans, a black vest and a black trenchcoat, he has brown spiky hair. This is Craig. Liam: Hear they are......... Craig glares coldly at Zack, then stares down into the floor. Craig: What is this Liam, you have two mortals in your house. Craig starts to advance at Zack, but Liam and Siren restrain him. Liam: Do not attack him Craig, he is our friend. Lupos wants him to live. Craig: Why are you accosiating with these vermin? Craig turns to Zack. Craig: You are lucky that these people want you alive, because otherwise you'd be in a hell of a lot of pain right now. Liam: Your such a pleasent person Craig. Craig: Heh, now whats with all the Triste witches about? We saw about 10 on our way over. Liam: What? Were you followed? Craig: Ofcourse not. How stupid do you think we are? But thats not to say that they wont find this place. Siren:*thinking* I don't care who tries to protect Zack...... if Craig finds out what he did........ he's dead.... Craig glares coldly at Zack as he walks past him. He goes and checks the window....

Azar: I must warn you Necron, but once Cerberus bites you, you will have to power up your strongest spell, then attack yourself just as your about to turn. You should then be able to control the warewolf ability. Do you know lv1 Death? Necron: Yes, that is my only spell. Azar: Excellent, that will do perfectly, Sentor also told me that you know Wound Heal. Necron: Yes, I know that move. Azar: Excellent. If you do exactly as I say, you should become a very strong warrior. They suddenly see Cerberus's cave. Azar: Are you sure you wish to do this? Necron: Yes, I am. Azar: Then let us enter. They walk in, and light a stick. They see three pairs of eyes, staring at them. Azar: Cerberus is The Kings pet. He is very loyal. Cerberus walks out of the shadows, and approaches the warriors. Azar and Necron bow, and Cerberus nods at them. Azar: Cerberus, it is my wish that you bite this boy, so he will be able to transform. Cerberus: Are you sure this child is.......... ready? Azar: Most definately. Cerberus: Very well. You are very brave and courageous young one. I foresee that you will become a great Necromancer. Without another word, Cerberus drives one of his heads into Necron, and bites his neck! Necron gritts his teeth! Cerberus strops biting. Cerberus: It is done! I am amazed that he didn't scream. Necron bleeds very badly from his neck. His eyes suddenly stsrt to turn black. Azar: He is starting to charge up his attack. Necron starts to lose consiousness, when suddenly his black aura appears around him. Cerberus: He's not going to do it. Azar: Have faith my friend. He will. Necron, use your spell exactly when I say! Necron's wound starts to pulsate! Hair starts to grow on his face. His nose starts to extend out..... then his eyes take up a more oval shape. His arms ang legs bulk out, and large claws appear where his nails once were. Azar: Now Necron! Necron: AAARRRRRGGHHH!!!....... Lv1 DEATH! Necron lets out a hugs scream as he increases in size even more. He is now about three times the size he was as a normal human. He has hair all over, and his face starts to look more wolf like. His clothes rip, but are enchanted so that when he turns back to human, they will appear again. He increases in size even more, and suddenly arches down onto all 4's. He is now completely transformed. He looks exactly like a wolf, with huge muscles, and about 7 times bigger than a normal wolf. Azar: Necron, can you talk? Necron Wolf: Yes, I feel fine. Cerberus: He has done it! Azar: Well done Necron, but now use your Wound Seal move, as you are still bleeding quite badly. Necron Wolf: Wound Seal! The huge holes in his neck suddenly dissapear! Necron absorbs all the blood he has lost, but is still very weak, because of the actual bite. Azar: Now, turn back to human. Necron starts to shrink down, and takes up human form again. He loses all his fur, and his muscles shrink. He soon becomes a human again. Azar: Now, lets get you to the potions room, to get your strength back. Necron: Yes................... thank you. Necron faints, and Azar carries him back into the castle, and towards the potion room.

Name: Craig Age: 15 Power level: 3999 Bio: His parents fleed to the mountains when he was to be born, as they wanted him to be free of the control of Frieza. He has been trained in the mountains all his life, and has known no-one but his parents. He is calm no matter the situation, and is a very intelligent fighter. He has also adapted to using his surroundings to help him fight. Appearence: A suit like Vegitto's, except everything that is blue on his suit, is black on Craigs. Has hair like Vegitto's also.

Name: Craig Kensindan Race: Elf Age: 200 (15 in human years) Weapons: Anduril a sword with a seven star symbol encrusted in it. Around the stars there is a crescent moon and a rayed sun. A long bow with a 60 arrow quiver, armour piercing arrows. Materia: Haste Ex-job: Royal Guard Birthplace: Lothlorien Bio: An elf born under the stars of Lothlorien. Trained with his sword and bow, as a guard of the King and Queen. However, the peaceful Lothlorien learned of the tyrany of the Vegan empire, and so they sent their most elite of soldiers out to help peace to prosper. They gave Craig haste to help him on his journey, and he now travels to the Vegan headquarters. Appearence: 7'2", long silver hair, deep hazel eyes. He has a tunic of Red and Black, with a black cape, and large black boots. His clothes are made of the toughest elven wool, they are light, warm, and cannot be easily broken.

All of the fellowship relax, but Ralvenar mounts his horse. Ralvenar: No, I change my mind, we must get out of this forest by dusk. Char: Probably for the best. Ken: When do we leave? Ralvenar: Gather our things, we leave now. A few minutes later, everyone is ready again. Tom bids them farewell. Ralvenar: Up you get young Frodo. Ralvenar lifts Frodo onto his horse, and gets on himself. He gives the signal, and they all gallop off at a good pace, in single file. Juno: Do you fear more orcs Ralvenar? Ralvenar: No, they are foolish creatures, but they do not stray intothis land by choice. Something led them, or dragged them hear....... Ken: What could have done it? Ralvenar: I have my suspicions, but I will tell you at a later date. Strider: Are we to head for Rivendell? Rhys: Yes we are...... we must recieve Elrond's counsel.

Craig and Neil arrive next to Sephiroth. Craig: We're hear to help Seph. Sephiroth: I don't know what to do........ he's so much stronger than us all........ Craig: Well we still have to try! Craig whips his hands out behind him, as his energy explodes. His hair spikes up more, and his eyes turn completely white. Neil:*thinking* Why didn't he use this power when we fought? Craig stands next to Seph, his aura blazing around him, and electricity flickering around his aura. ----------------------------------- Craig' new stats: Strength: 30,000,000 Speed: 30,000,000 Dexterity: 30,000,000 Spirit: 30,000,000 Ki: 35,000,000 Craig's new SSJ2 stats: Strength: 95,000,000 Speed: 95,000,000 Dexterity: 95,000,000 Spirit: 95,000,000 Ki: 110,000,000

Why don't you listen? I said to Forte, and I will say again, EVERYONE IS A STUDENT! NO-ONE IS A TEACHER, NO-ONE IS A MASTER OF MAGIC OR OTHERWISE, ALL ARE STUDENTS! Also, everyone has their own teacher, there aren't any classes. All lessons will be spent with your own private teacher. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Sentor and Necron enter the palace. They find a staircase, and start walking down. After much walking they find a door. Sentor: I must leave you now, Azar will be your teacher now. Necron: I understand. Goodbye sir. Sentor: Goodbye. With that, Sentor rushes up the stairs. Necron hastens towards the door, his palm sweating as he reaches for the handle. He opens the door slowly and walks in. He appears in a beautiful garden! There are several other Necromancers, all older than him, paired with teachers, training. Necron notices a very tall and muscular man standing nearby. He decides this must be Azar. He approaches the man. Necron: Hello, I am Necron, I am looking for a man named Azar. ???: I am the one you seek. You are my new student? Necron: Yes. Azar: Then let us begin. The first ability you will learn under me, is to be able to turn into a warewolf at will. If you are willing to learn and do exactly as I say, then you will be 4 times as strong, 4 times as fast, and will have complete control over your mind in your canine form. Necron: Yes sir. Azar: Unfortunately, few young Necromancers actually do this, as it involves getting bitten by Cerberus. After you are bitten, you must learn to control the new power before the next full moon, or you will be like a wild wolf. It is very dangerous, you may die from the bite, or you may not control yourself in your canine form. You will have to be killed if this happens. Necron: My loyalty is to my King, and to my people. If I must do this to become stronger, then it shall be done. Azar: You have great courage my young friend. I think you will become a great Necromancer. Are you ready to visit Cerberus now? Necron: Yes. I am always ready. Azar: Then let us go. Cerberus lives in a cave at the back of this garden

Craig: YOU CANNOT WIN NEIL!!! Craig explodes with power, quickly surpassing Neil's. He easily deflects the blast away. He then charges at Neil and kicks him straight in the nose, sending him high into the air. Craig: This ends now! Craig extends his two first fingers, and points them at Neil. Craig: ShindanGERU!!!!!!!!! Craig fires a fist sized beam, but extremely needled at the end. It heads straight for Neil at tremendous speed. Neil starts to head away, but the beam goes straight through his knee. Neil cries out in pain. Neil: AAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!!! Craig flies up, and kicks Neil straight in that knee. Neil cries out in pain once again. Craig kicks him in the face, then delivers a double blow to his back. Neil hurdles towards the ground, and crashes with amazing force. Craig holds his two fingers out again. Craig: The next one goes through your head Neil, give up. You cannot win. Neil: GGGGGGGrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Name: Craig Kensindan Race: Elf Age: 200 (15 in human years) Weapon: Anduril, a sword encrusted with a seven star symbol, a crescent moon, and a rayed sun. By day, the sun gives it fire. By night, the moon gives it ice. Bio: Leader of the resistance, a proud elf, who still believes strongly in peace. He is very calm, and a very intelligent fighter. Description: Long silver hair, and black and red tunic, with a black cape. Big black boots, and deep hazel eyes.

It is 2381, 30 years after WW3. Clone wars have spread across the face of the earth. Colonisations battle for superiority of territories. The pride of the races did not matter anymore. Humans would side with vampires, Elves side with Dwarfes, all to gain power. All plutonium and nuclear weapons have been sent deep into space. A futile resistance to save this element was quickly wiped out. The leader of the clones, known only as the 'Janus' empire, has gained control of 60% of the Earth. Sparce mountain regions, where peace once prospered, has now become training grounds for the Janus soldiers. The Empire is quickly dominating the Earth. Only 5 short years ago, they owned only 5% of the earth. Many small Resistances try to stop this Empire, and ones similar too it, and they fail miserably. But one Resistance, consisting mainly of Mercanaries and bounty hunters, has managed to gain control of one colonies territory. They are slowly building up members and weapons, and plan to bring peace back to the Earth, by eventually challenging the might Empire of Janus. Post your profile like this: Name: Race: Age: Weapon: Bio: Description:

Name: Craig (was there any doubt?) Animal: Sabre tooth tiger!!! Animals name: Sabre Animal type: *sings*It's electric Description for both: Craig: Hazel eyes, brown hair, blue jeans, black vest, black trenchcoat. Sabre: A tiger, with long fangs!!

Craig: I don't want to kill you Neil! Neil: Like you could! Craig: NEIL, YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOUR GETTING YOURSELF INTO! Neil: What are you talking about? Your no stronger than I am.... Craig: That's where your wrong Neil..... Neil: No, I am not wrong, I'll show you! Neil charges at Craig, throwing punches and kicks, Craig managing to block them. Neil is perspiring a lot more than Craig. Craig: Whats wrong Neil? Getting tured? Craig does a backflip, booting Neil n the chin as he does so. Neil rockets into the sky. Craig flies after him and grabs his arm. He slings him down towards the ground. Neil: GGGGGGgrrrrrrrrrrrrr Neil stops, then charges at Craig again. He kicks Craig in the side of the head, and then punches him in the gut. He then goes to punch him in the nose but Craig ducks, and uppercuts Neil. Craig: YOU CAN'T WIN NEIL!

Ralvenar: Even the dumbest of vermin would be suspicious of so many new arrivals in the space of two sun rises.... Strider: I am sorry, but I recieved a personal visit from Elrond himself. He requested that I find you, and help you. Ralvenar: Ah, now that is a different story. If Elrond sent for you, then that is fine by me. Let us continue on. They return to Tom's house, where all the others are. Ralvenar: I believe all the orcs are slain now.

In the world there are several cities concisting entirely of mages. Some of them are masters of their trade, some are still learning. Near Cydron (the school of Necromancers): Sentor: Necron, come here my child. Necron: Yes master? Sentor: You have great potential, but you have much to learn. You are only lv1, and you cannot leave this city until you are lv 40. You will leave with over 100 spells, and you know 1 as of yet. Necron: I know sir. But I also know a simple white mage spell. Wound heal. Sentor: You have been entrusted with Anduril, a truly great weapon of the Necromancer race. I expect great things from you son. Necron: Yes sir. Sentor: We must now go to the Shadow Palace in the centre of the city, where your training will begin. It is truly a grand palace, and the only |Necromancer palace. You have been assigned a great job. You are to be one of the palaces grand guards. When you are strong enough of course. Necron: Sir, when will I be strong enough? Sentor: That, is up to you child. Your first task is to get to the Shadow Palace, and then a man named Azar, will continue your training. There is nothing more I can teach you. Necron: When do we leave sir? Sentor: Are you ready? Necron: Of course! Sentor: Then we leave now. Necron and Sentor walk towards the Shadow Palace. The students of Cydron, however few there are, lok on at him. Some clap or cheer, some look on very jealously. Necron doesn't care though. He just stares at the papace, which, in a few hours, will become his new home.

I guess I better start the RPG now then. Before I forget though, the city is a huge metropolis, and the schools are dotted all about the city, so it's very unlikely that your gonna see anyone thats not from your school. Not for a while anyway.

Numb nuts is my saying you *****!! Get your own phrase numb nuts!! ---------------------------------------------------- Craig:*telepathically* Don't be an idiot! Even if you died, and became stronger, you would still be no help. I'm not going to kill you pointlessely. I've got a fight to win. Gohan: But Aster is fighting now....... Craig: Yes, but thanks to our little fight, I'm much stronger than her now! Craig flies away from his training spot in the mountains, and joins the others. Aster: Nice to see you........ finally! Craig pays no attention to her, and makes his way towards the enemy. He starts powering up as he walks along. Ken: Crap!! His power is huge. Craig explodes to Mystic level, and surpasses even Aster in strength.

As Kevin, Metal, Luuey, and CRAIG!!! walk through Racoon city, two strange creature lurk in the shadows behind them. Lickers. Craig: Something is strange here... it's deserted even of zombies... Kevin: Maybe the moved in search for food? Craig: Or maybe they were the food......... Just then, one of the lickers jumped infront of them. Craig whipped his minigun around but the lickers knocked it away. The licker lashed at Craig with his tongue. Craig span out of the way and drew hie uzi's as he span. He pointed them at the licker and started blasting him.

Ralvenar: I am afrais brother, that this is no time for pleasentries. There are orcs about, as you know. Rhys: I counted only 5..... Ralvenar: As did I, but we must be cautious. There could be many more lurking about, though their tracks are easily detected. Ralvenar drew his long bow. He procceded cautiously, Rhys behind him with his sword drawn. They spotted an orc nearby. Rhys nelt down, as Ralvenar took aim. He fired, the orc turned just in time to see the arrow pierce his cranium. He falls to the floor, his eyes cocked upwards. Rhys: I see your aim is just as good. Ralvenar: Yes, not let us progress.