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 Raziel vs Zephyr
« Thread Started on Jul 8, 2006, 10:15pm »

This is the scene where Raziel unknowingly betrays Zephyr, and the true nature of their conflict is revealed.


The heavens opened, offering their tribute to the confrontation in the form of gushing rains. Zephyr and Raziel stared each other down; the conflict a result of a fork in the path, the two roads separating before crashing into each other head-on.
“They say I have no hope of returning from the Void…” Zephyr said softly, “that all my hope rests on a woman that doesn’t even know who I am…”
“I’m sorry, Zephyr…” Raziel replied, ashamed that he would soon be fighting to take away the life of his best friend, “but you’re just far too dangerous, for both humans and angels…”
“What hope do you have, Raziel…?” Zephyr asked. “What hope is there, of you defeating me?”
“As a fellow hybrid, I, too, have the amplified abilities you possess.”
“No…” Zephyr retorted, “Your angel blood…hasn’t begun evolving… You’re still a human with the blood of an angel.”
“It doesn’t matter… I am the only hope for peace to be restored, and I am willing to lay my life for this cause.”
“Then… for your sake…” Zephyr concluded, “I shall refrain from my Angelic abilities and fight with the steel; human verse human on a level playing field.”
Raziel smiled in appreciation, and threw his second blade to Zephyr.
Catching the blade, Zephyr paused again, “on one condition,” he added.
“What might that be?” Raziel inquired, curious as to what Zephyr motives had actually been this entire time.
“Take care of Olivia for me, when you find her…” he replied softly.
Raziel gasped as he realised Zephyr still retained memories of her.
“Zephyr…” he began, but Zephyr interrupted.
“I know they erased my memory of her, and I have a vague idea why. I don’t know how much I lost, but I do know my memory of her is slowly returning to me...”
“I’m sorry, Zephyr…” Raziel said softly, readying his sword.
“Promise me,” Zephyr requested, “that you’ll look after her.”
“I… I promise…” Raziel confirmed. He knew contact with Olivia was forbidden, but he was determined to keep his best friend’s final wish.
“Thank you…” Zephyr whispered, rasing his sword.

Seconds later the two warriors clashed. They were no longer friends, but two opposing forces, two sides of a war, two enemies.
The water from the rains soon covered the warriors’ feet; creating a stream as the two opponents battled on. Spectators watched on from the side, praying that the victor held true to their values; the outcome of this battle would undoubtedly affect all of mankind.
Neither side truly believed in their actions; their battle a result of, and meaningless in, a much larger conflict.
Still, they shrugged off their doubts and battled on.
Raziel swung from the right, Zephyr jumped to the left. Raziel struck forward, Zephyr leapt backwards. Raziel thrust his sword; Zephyr swivelled to the side.
“Come on!” Zephyr yelled. “If you don’t let go and fight me, you will die!”
To prove his point, Zephyr knocked Raziel’s blade down and sliced a gash across his arm. The wound was enough to make Raziel cry out in pain, but offered no inhibition to his ability.
Zephyr continually goaded Raziel until he had become infuriated, no longer was he holding back on his friend’s account.
“Now it begins…” Zephyr whispered.
The blades struck again, but this time neither side was holding back, save their angel abilities.
Raziel swung at Zephyr’s head. Zephyr ducked and brought his own blade up, but Raziel swivelled sideways.
A diagonal strike at the torso from Zephyr was followed by a slice at the shoulder by Raziel; Zephyr swept for Raziel’s legs whilst Raziel jumped over the blade and added a downward thrust.
The two fought on, sometimes coming so close to the spectators that Zephyr could have released his wings and brushed up against the humans. Despite this, not one person moved; their attention was fixed to the battle before them.
Raziel and Zephyr continued striking and parrying, defending and counter-attacking; never gaining ground but never losing vitality.
Three Empyreans flew into the arena from different directions, surrounding Zephyr.
“Zephyr!” Raziel cried in horror, unaware that the Empyreans had tracked him.
“Don’t stop fighting or I’ll cut you down!” Zephyr insisted. He released the blade from his right hand and fought Raziel with his left hand.
He conjured a blade with his right hand and revealed his wings.
Using his left sword to dual Raziel, Zephyr used his right blade to battle an Empyrean whilst his wings batted off the other two.
He knocked away the Empyrean’s weapon and swiftly sliced his throat; the angel was completely disintegrated before he had fallen to the floor.
Locking his left blade with Raziel’s, Zephyr raised his wings and impaled the Empyrean to his left before taking to the air.
The final Empyrean was ready to pursue him, but Raziel distracted him, whispering the words “you shouldn’t have followed me…”
The Empyrean didn’t even see Zephyr as he landed behind him. Zephyr’s blade sliced down the back of the angel; the angel was banished to the Void and the humans had gotten a taste of Zephyr’s true power.
Zephyr then withdrew his wings and closed his palm, removing his sword of light from the battle.
Raziel wasted no time as he charged forward, he had finally let go of every last doubt, and was truly fighting Zephyr to the death.
Zephyr, finally satisfied that Raziel was no longer holding back at all, smashed Raziel’s sword out of his hand and grabbed him by the shoulder.
Zephyr drew Raziel close and wrapped his wings around the two, shielding the audience from the upcoming scene.
“I’m sorry Raziel…” Zephyr whispered. “You are, in the rawest form of the word, my enemy.”
“I know…” Raziel confirmed.
“I have no hope from returning from the Void, should I go there, but…” A tear rolled down his check as he impaled Raziel with his own sword, “As long as I am alive, you will always have a path through the darkness…”
He folded his wings back, revealing to the humans the outcome of the battle.
Raziel fell into Zephyr’s arms, his life slowly disappearing.
“Zephyr…” he gasped, “Olivia is… here on earth… She always has been.”
“Raziel!” Zephyr cried as Raziel slumped into his arms, disintegrating as he faded to the Void.


Zephyr fell to his knees in despair. If an Empyrean was fortunate enough to stumble across him now, he would have been unable to offer any resistance.
Zephyr materialised several roses and abruptly threw them aside, shameful of such a petty offering to his fallen friend.
Instead, he conjured a few seeds in the palm of his hand and scattered them along the ground.
Aware the seeds would not grow in the middle of a path by themselves, Zephyr looked up to the heavens; now finished their offering of rain.
“Holy one, source of all creation,” he prayed. “Nurture this tree, planted at the site of the deceased, with my love for the fallen, so that he might, through his own will, have a reason to live, and thus find a ray of light to create a path through the darkness.”
Zephyr stood up and walked away, moving through the path created as the spectators, til then unmoving, parted to the side in order to allow Zephyr a clear pathway.
As he walked away, the seeds sprouted, forming small shoots on the path. One brave onlooker stepped forward in order to inspect the sprouts, falling backwards as a large tree erupted from the seeds.
Provided Zephyr’s love for his friend was enough to sustain the tree, Raziel would always have a path back to this world.
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