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Subject:  Re: Gabrielle's venture to the Gods 
Date:  7/8/2004 3:49 PM Central Daylight Time 
From:  Angelic Justicar 
MsgId:  <20040708164917.19120.00075284@mbs-r01.aol.com> 
 


;:Rage. That was the one thig that had lain dormant in the man for so long. that feeling of viable dsiscontentment in hsi current state of existance. He ahd always pressed for more, to live up to his life tand tot be able to handle himself in each situation that he had survived in this life. It was that impulse that drove the dablack winged deviant back into thate sub saharan sands of Egypt. While gabrielle had made her trek to the Gods, He had found his solace within the midst of the egyptian night. 

        The sands smoothed the planes of each cheek, leaving each question whirring like a cataclismix rush through hsi countenance, the anger, the substantial rage that he had spent hsi entire life weaving the forces of the earth and fo the cosmos, eve to tapp into tha tprimordial essence formt he time of his natural days of humanity sitll surged within hsi blood like a vibrant electric current. The torrent of power that sitll lay within his fingertisp swirled in a new swell of respliendance. for now he worked each bit of the weave into a new assuranve, building and levelling hsi personal outer shell in the power that stememd from each vibrant emotion of restored dedication that had lain in him for ages.  It had taken time to feel that rush pull through him, like an amplified adrenaline, he grew in the wholesome edict. Even now, his mind was in the torrent of inquisitive analization:: "I have spent years... more than years... my entire life to become a more powerful combatant and dedicated warrior. To be able to defend everythign that I stand for or have tany sense of halmark care for if foby force if necessicary... How was it that In all that I have lived for all that I have learned. harnessing the veyr material essence of protons neutrons and atoms that I was so eaisly overcome by such an arrogant peon... Why..? Why was it that Gabrielle was so wholly overcome?  
::With those questions poised in hsi head, the full flow of thsoe blackened wingtips spread down, arching towards the crested downfall that had drawn him into the abyss of the night. a corckscrew twist was set in motion as each wing was snapped for theaerodynamic rush, to feed that curling accleration as he floored throught he skies to enter the halls of Apnu. It was here he saught solace form the world. Int he midst of the home of the very God of Death  seeking that elder council in his presence:: 
        ::A simple shift of his feet lead to the darkened cidael that he ha dknwon fromt he first days of hsi ascention, The home of the godess whom ahd born the marking of life upon his right palm. That ankh, the seal that had born him such power in so many ways, it was there that he looekd down upon it with the thin glaze of his amondesque eyes, and snapped his left hand up to pluck a single feather fromt he midst of his raven plumage . Inthat pull he'd take the feather, and slowly shifted it intoa  full cerenmonial dagger. each of the key markings of the pyramid twere hpoised upon the handle and the blade itself leading the cold kiss of gunmetal black metal into a carving  along each inch of that ankh.::

        :: Slowly, he'd weave his fingertips down waiting, watchignt he seal of pure red vitae flow throughout his flesh, opening hsi mind and thoughts to the pact that had been cast so long ago. His mind soley lset upon conveying the inquisition of his heart before hsi smile sltook on the venemous tint that had been dormant for so long. His footsteps tred forward pausing before the godhead that had been cast centuries before the majority fo civlization had been cast, only to drive his palm directly into the cerenmonial bowl and leave the continual flow of his blood pooling within the offering conveying his whole being to inquire:: "I have fought all my life to earn my place in and mongst the heavens.. I have made my life a legacy in the capability of my stature.... "She" even claimed that I would be able to have the power that I required to Do as I wished to be able to defend what I cherish.  If that is true it is within me and I have yet to find it. My title was given my by the very queen of the angels...What is it that I lack to be what I was meant to become?  I have trained all this time, attempting to perfect what I know and what I have harnessed. And yet still I have held myself no stronger than I had when I combated her as mortal.... What is it that I am to have gained?  What is it that I lack that I need to overcome my opponent... How can I govern his persuasion and allow him to see and understand the aspreasoning and logic I Give?  IF this is to end peacefully, allow me the clarity to give the logic needed, the power needed.  If I am to be a part of this battle.. If ia m meant to help and be of any consequence. Guide me so that I may do what I can.  I seek the councel of each of the Gods... Apu, Osiris, And the gods of the Greeks. I seek your knowledge to understand How I may be an instrument of your defense, and your wrath... IF I am to be the defender of this realm.. if I am to assist in bringing peace to this place... I must know what I can do to affect it.  I have trained for months and given my service to harness what you have bestowed upon me.  I have worked to ensure that I can do everythign within my power to protect those whom you cherish.  I am not omnipresent nor will I ever be. I seek your councel, your guidance and your power.  Teach me, so that I might be what I am meant to be, So that I might overcome those whom oppress and oppose you... and allow me the clarity to use my power well and with wisdom.  Without that without the clarity and dedication to what is saught, I will only fall before your eyes and return to the essence from which all souls come.  If you wish me to do your will.. Train me here and now and empower me to do your will.  I have come for ages in my life to do this service. I have opened myself up to do it... I have attempted all manner i know to learn and mharness my skill.. Yet I still lack the strategic skill to accomplish my goal.  SOmething is amiss... Somethign is wrong.. . I seek the clarity to find it. "

        Haydes and hera!  HEAR my call.. Haydes You know where I belong, you know where i work and how i serve.. You know what I seek and the understanding I crave the clarity of what needs to be done. Hera, you know my suffering the pain that I have felt burnign in my heart fromt he day of my seperation so long ago. You knew the intentions I had to the one captured soul that was meant to be my betrothed and you know the sacrifice I took here and now to become a defender for this land. IF i cannot have them, allow me to have the power to defnd them and live up to waht I ascribed to.  Your heart is rightous when it comes ot seeking that consumate bond... Fufill it in your immortal soul.  Aeries! God of war... You seek to train your best warriors constantly. Where do I lie? I have fought many a battle and lead to overcoming many a foe. Do you forsake the mortal tha thas conqured immortals?  Do you forsake the man that has righteously found his way into the realm of timeless ones to become a power that you can hold as a herald to your joy? Will you assist me?  Your power is great... Show me your skill. Show me what you have acquired so that I might aspire to the greatness you achieve. "

        ::It was there that in hthe fervor of hsi emotion that an electrical charge surged through his flesh. the ripplign rush of chain lighting was sent into the ridges of the material, fusing through his blood to channel the raw energy directly into the divine sources of communion wth the gods. each wrod grew emphasized with that power to flood throught he clarity of emotion that still surged in his soul:: 

        "I have had a personal faith and dedication in myself for generations. It was bred into my family ingrained since I was a child and had enough sense to comprehend it.  If you wish me to enact my place. If I am meant to live up to this ascendancy. Show me the way to harness it "  




        "I call to those who call to me............
Restore the crystal clarity...
Show me the way to sieze my might...
To level the powers that seek the blight. 
I have the powers of the plague, 
the pain and torture that comes with age.
I've been blessed with the immortal soul, 
Give me the divinitiy to make it whole. 
If I am to stay this route, 
show me how to see it out. 
Allow me to harness what I can save, 
and give my my weapon back from the grave.... 
The staff I weilded in dead of night, 
that shaped the world within my might.  
"Vengance" for the atrocities that were made.. 
Righteously cut and devoutly made.  
I seek the weapon of my past 
to be ressurected and filled at last."





        ::It was there that his eyes opened anewa, snapping to fuse the colayering forces that were within him to take root. Initially hsi eyes held that electrified tinge of power, harnessing the first element to flow through the edifice and be channeled as it was, Secondly thJ's body began to igfeed on the heat pulling it in like a vortex of his emotions, channelign each of them into a full elemental rush. There, a fire wasthe heat swirle din a cocoon down his palm snapping intoa  fiery rush from the center of that ankh to leave the focus embued with it's strength , leaving a full orange fireball with an electric field surrounding it.  To continue, a wind was sentchanneled leaivng his opened lips to exhale, allowing all the brath that lay within him to be given in a inturned whirlwind, to lay upon that alatar.  Bringing with it the sands of the land that had surrounded him, allowing the elements to fall, Yet the luminesence in his eyes glowed over each of the elements fusing them into a full golden light of the primordial blessing, harvesting the rush into each of their elemenets molecularly before giving the last of hsi energy in a spent rush. to send the full torrent of hsi emotions his hopes, hsi aspirations, his understandings to their heights, passing out in a final flare to leave the citadel in absolute darkness::





        (To be continued.....)