Post by Deleted on Aug 2, 2015 1:28:38 GMT
Things were rough and there much smaller squad than had been wanted was rushing through the Oni's guard area with as much force as they could muster. A battle raging of variant races none of which Jarvis recognized in his present comrades. They were beings from planets and histories long since before his time that he had no idea of their existence. But as long as they were holding their own was all that was important. The oni's and ogres were not happy nor unprepared for the possibly assault of angered souls seeking second chance at life. Stolen by their own hands if possible. The warriors had been clashing for a few hours now and it felt like it had been a eternity. Jarvis's had the golden aura and the eyes of a super saiyan fighting along side them. No matter how much any of them threw at the warriors however it only seemed to put them out of commission but they couldn't kill a damn one. Or if they did the bodies were moved so fast they never got to see any of the dead. This place's guard force had been severely underestimated each step of the way and that only continued to piss Jarvis off more.
Jarvis personally wasted little time however focusing more on advancing and pushing off each fight to small encounters if possible risking showing his back to the enemy at times to gain more and more ground to the exit as possible. Or at least the only possible exit he knew off. Crackling ki roaring around as he split various attacks of ki. Sending out barrages of beams as he'd fly and soar quickly wanting more to push them back and get them away from him then actually focusing on harm.
A few of them were quick on his heels and the rippling sounds of explosions and screams behind him helped paint the scene he prepared for each time he looked back to see a few more fellow trapped souls take down and taking into restraint as they had to watch their chance for escape fading away and out of their chance to get to it. These were not friends merely comrades for the moment. Jarvis while feeling a small hint of pity let it quickly pass as he had himself to worry about more then others. He would not make the same mistake he did on earth again here. Focusing his energy in his fist as he plowed it into the jaw of a blue ogre before him. Feeling the cracking teeth and jaw bone on the other end of his knuckles as he did. Roaring passed when the ogre was stunned by the blow not bothering to wait to see the severity of the wound he'd inflicted or if the man was in bad shape. He had not desire to throw a second attack merely keep moving. His goal was not a prideful fight or to show off power. Nothing in this place was gonna be a long time resource or a client or link to anything he wanted or desired. An he'd found so very few playmates as well. He burned to be back in the life of the world... the living realm. This place had its ways but he needed to get back. He felt his greed push him to return to feel the breeze on his body of the living realm and breathe in the cool fresh air. Even desiring perhaps to see Arcose again even if the Saiyans had likely tore it to pieces if the Arcosian empire had fallen. but who knew exactly how all that turned out. He only got to talk or ease drop on the dead spirits after all. Those who.. heh didn't get to see the ending.
The pressure of the surrounding battle was something that literally felt like it may pull him back. The warriors hot on his heels and only two other warriors had managed to keep up with him. Both bruised and battered. Jarvis was a little bruised but his body in perfect shape at least. Each of them like a criminal firing squad were when in range of the demonic rip in hell's dimension would send a blaze of blasts and energy. Jarvis was the first to start pushing through the rip a little taken back at first caught in a wide eyed stare at the strange contorting vision he saw through what was like a literal tear in time and space before him. The dark spinning and twisting colors inside were enough to send anyone into a bit of a second guessing feeling of worry. There was no way of knowing if this could work or what exactly was going to happen if he and the others continued through this way. It was clear the ogre's didn't want any of them to get anywhere near it though. They'd already stopped all but he and two others from getting to it and were quickly and angrily trying to get to them now barely pushed back by the exhausting barrage of all they could muster up and throw back at them.
The fear in his gut was gnawing at him as this moment seemed to take on a eternity in how it felt. His gut twisting and contorting. A bead of sweat rolling down his the side of his face along his cheek and dripping off his chin. Before he grunted and took on the feeling of letting it all fade out as he roared and shoved his body through the tare at full speed energy roaring around him as he blared in with energy read and the blade of ki around his arm to cut through whatever stood in his way. His two comrades not far behind. The sound of the dimension breaking and twisting and becoming more unstable was heard as this happened. They were for a few moments twisting in a area between two dimensions Jarvis in the lead pushing to make a opening.
A strange sound was heard behind them as the creatures and spirits had sent a few in after them the rest were doing their damn best to stop the rip from growing. This was bad for hell but good for Jarvis. It meant they could only send a few to go in chase the rest had to stay behind to stop the damage and secure the tare. It was good they launched this plan given as well as the danger growing the rip was much smaller then it had been. Any longer and it may have closed or been to small a opening to squeeze through between dimensions. For the moment however there was a battle raging between dimensions as it did so and Jarvis advanced a crack would begin to form as he began to link back to the living world. He just had to hold his own with his comrades for a little longer and they'd be rid of this place and the damned halo above.
It wouldn't be long until the sound of destruction would be the first thing echoing not only through the hole to hell but also pounding somewhere in the living world. Like a small sound of a whisper on the wind of the damage and attacks not far off not realizing it was just echoing behind a weakening veil wall. Soon to be broken for a short time. No idea exactly how this would work out or prevail in the end. Merely that he would do his best to ensure this plan worked.
[Attempting to Exit Hell and resurrect, My next topic to be Jarvis breaking out in the living world.]
Jarvis personally wasted little time however focusing more on advancing and pushing off each fight to small encounters if possible risking showing his back to the enemy at times to gain more and more ground to the exit as possible. Or at least the only possible exit he knew off. Crackling ki roaring around as he split various attacks of ki. Sending out barrages of beams as he'd fly and soar quickly wanting more to push them back and get them away from him then actually focusing on harm.
A few of them were quick on his heels and the rippling sounds of explosions and screams behind him helped paint the scene he prepared for each time he looked back to see a few more fellow trapped souls take down and taking into restraint as they had to watch their chance for escape fading away and out of their chance to get to it. These were not friends merely comrades for the moment. Jarvis while feeling a small hint of pity let it quickly pass as he had himself to worry about more then others. He would not make the same mistake he did on earth again here. Focusing his energy in his fist as he plowed it into the jaw of a blue ogre before him. Feeling the cracking teeth and jaw bone on the other end of his knuckles as he did. Roaring passed when the ogre was stunned by the blow not bothering to wait to see the severity of the wound he'd inflicted or if the man was in bad shape. He had not desire to throw a second attack merely keep moving. His goal was not a prideful fight or to show off power. Nothing in this place was gonna be a long time resource or a client or link to anything he wanted or desired. An he'd found so very few playmates as well. He burned to be back in the life of the world... the living realm. This place had its ways but he needed to get back. He felt his greed push him to return to feel the breeze on his body of the living realm and breathe in the cool fresh air. Even desiring perhaps to see Arcose again even if the Saiyans had likely tore it to pieces if the Arcosian empire had fallen. but who knew exactly how all that turned out. He only got to talk or ease drop on the dead spirits after all. Those who.. heh didn't get to see the ending.
The pressure of the surrounding battle was something that literally felt like it may pull him back. The warriors hot on his heels and only two other warriors had managed to keep up with him. Both bruised and battered. Jarvis was a little bruised but his body in perfect shape at least. Each of them like a criminal firing squad were when in range of the demonic rip in hell's dimension would send a blaze of blasts and energy. Jarvis was the first to start pushing through the rip a little taken back at first caught in a wide eyed stare at the strange contorting vision he saw through what was like a literal tear in time and space before him. The dark spinning and twisting colors inside were enough to send anyone into a bit of a second guessing feeling of worry. There was no way of knowing if this could work or what exactly was going to happen if he and the others continued through this way. It was clear the ogre's didn't want any of them to get anywhere near it though. They'd already stopped all but he and two others from getting to it and were quickly and angrily trying to get to them now barely pushed back by the exhausting barrage of all they could muster up and throw back at them.
The fear in his gut was gnawing at him as this moment seemed to take on a eternity in how it felt. His gut twisting and contorting. A bead of sweat rolling down his the side of his face along his cheek and dripping off his chin. Before he grunted and took on the feeling of letting it all fade out as he roared and shoved his body through the tare at full speed energy roaring around him as he blared in with energy read and the blade of ki around his arm to cut through whatever stood in his way. His two comrades not far behind. The sound of the dimension breaking and twisting and becoming more unstable was heard as this happened. They were for a few moments twisting in a area between two dimensions Jarvis in the lead pushing to make a opening.
A strange sound was heard behind them as the creatures and spirits had sent a few in after them the rest were doing their damn best to stop the rip from growing. This was bad for hell but good for Jarvis. It meant they could only send a few to go in chase the rest had to stay behind to stop the damage and secure the tare. It was good they launched this plan given as well as the danger growing the rip was much smaller then it had been. Any longer and it may have closed or been to small a opening to squeeze through between dimensions. For the moment however there was a battle raging between dimensions as it did so and Jarvis advanced a crack would begin to form as he began to link back to the living world. He just had to hold his own with his comrades for a little longer and they'd be rid of this place and the damned halo above.
It wouldn't be long until the sound of destruction would be the first thing echoing not only through the hole to hell but also pounding somewhere in the living world. Like a small sound of a whisper on the wind of the damage and attacks not far off not realizing it was just echoing behind a weakening veil wall. Soon to be broken for a short time. No idea exactly how this would work out or prevail in the end. Merely that he would do his best to ensure this plan worked.
[Attempting to Exit Hell and resurrect, My next topic to be Jarvis breaking out in the living world.]