Mother?...Father?...Where are you?

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the cackle...laughter, almost vicious sounding, almost as if he had just slaughtered...but, what was in a slaughter these days? his parents gave enough in that department that he never had to, the sheer mention of eithers name caused the spine to tingle, the flicker of bumps to cross over flesh, that was the best part, though.

his eyes glancing around for a moment as the portal began its assault on the outside air, spreading it from the other side...this world, experiencing the entirety known as Entaria...the Phoenix King's realm, but this time...The Forbidden wasn't coming back...He was gone...gone to a better place? nah, gone to relax, to recollect what was once his.

a small breath was taken as the portal opened enough for a familiar face to wander through...except, he was not alone, The being? The NEW Phoenix King. The Destructive, Most powerful Phoenix to have come from Entaria, He had the mixing power of them both, both..The Monarch and The Forbidden. complete concentration, potent exertion never eluded...Annihilus.

The godlike child's name, a revert of Annihilation...As his name, so was his imagination, the deviants destructive combination coming from both parents into this package, yet...The only one to Rival his power, to make him yield...Her, his companion, one of the weakness' passed down from his father, the weakness of a female. Even though he had the power to erase her from existence...the thought would never cross his mind.

A few steps taken out as his Mothers coloration within his eyes glanced around this realm, He had returned with his training partner, his best friend...the Enigma wrapped as a Spectre. lips parting slowly, venomous words slipping twixt chilled lips 'Spectre, We're back...but it looks like Father and Mother aren't here, their essence are no where to be found...this sucks a little...What would you like to do now?' he asks as his head is tilted to the side a little, Spectre had yet to come all the way through the portal...yet, he would still be able to hear Anni's voice.

[Spectre]

Standing in a silence for a moment, Enigma thought to himself from within the portal. He smiled at Anni, and took a step through the portal's exit, taking another step, stopping beside Anni in his new form. Spectre he now called himself. Smiling again, Spectre looked out into the open air of night.   "So your parents aren't coming? I suppose we should find something to do..." He stepped forward a bit into the crisp air, with the tail of his trench coat following behind him as his long black hair hung in the absent breeze. He stopped, and turned to Anni, letting the pale face stare down his friend as he smiled. "I'm Hungry."

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Tilting his head to the right some as he took a small breath, the contemplation of where his parents could be was all too strong, he starved to find them, Maybe...he should locate the Darkbanes? perhaps they know? Oh...maybe Lumania knows where father is? Oh oh, That one guy, the dude that father kept around as a lap dog,...well, not a lap dog, but still, Father's bitch.

Letting out a laugh as he reached into his coat pocket, fingers slipping around a small vial as it grasped, lifting the object outward to toss it behind him, 'Incoming.' he said as the vial went straight for Spectre, he began his way, tilting his left heel a little to pivot in the direction Father went before Spectre and himself went to Entaria...the path where his aura burned was still there, it had not regenerated itself? that was odd, wasn't that one of Mothers abilities?

'Hey, Keep an eye out, There are things still here, nothing too strong...but they might be able to disrupt your ability, which isn't good for you.' his left brow lifted for a moment as his head began to tilt back, turning to let his right eye glance back to Spectre before facing foreword. His feet taking charge now as they entered his fathers scorched path.

Anni's eyes glancing down the moment he touched the soil...it...moved? regeneration? was this what mothers power was about? the childish laughter echoed from between his lips as his left hand extended outward, brushing against the seemingly dead brush to the side, the old pieces of ash seemed to spark with lifeless action once more...its color, bland, yet...scorched how it was before. The plants and decaying things began to react to Anni's touch, as if he brought hope back to them...to feed them in their creators absence.

[Spectre]

With a quick flip of the wrist, Spectre reached up and grasped the vial. He popped the top off the vial, and smelled the contents, making a thorough inspection before tipping the vial into his mouth, and swallowing its contents. The taste lingered in his mouth as he let it run down his throat, and outstretched his arms as the power rushed throughout his veins giving him a sudden energy boost. Letting his arms drop back down, he pocketed the vile, and looked back to Anni with a nod. ”Thanks.”

He perked up a bit, but let his expression fall back into its emotionless expression as he heard Anni’s words. His thoughts fell upon one thing as he his feet carried him behind Anni once again. Figures damn things... what this time? Following Anni into his father’s path, Spectre shrugged. ”Well, let’s hope they aren’t to powerful, I don’t feel like dealing with idiots tonight. Let’s just try to find your parents without too much trouble ok?”

Following on, Spectre watched, as things seemed to regenerate around them as Anni stepped onto the path of The Forbidden. As Anni’s childish laughter echoed in the dead of night, with a childish tone Spectre cracked a smile. ”What the hell are you laughin at ya weirdo?” A small laugh followed his comment as he watched the dead brush around him seem to gain somewhat of a new life at Anni’s touch. Something new Spectre had never seen. Curious as he seemed, he dared not mention anything now as he let himself fall back to silence. Must have been something to do with The Monarch he had mentioned a few times.

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Stopping in his tracks as his head tilts to the side, the coy smile playing over his face, cheeks widening as his voice streaked in pitch to creaky a squeaky voice, pivoting on his heel to look over at Spectre when all of a sudden, Anni's arms flailed out wildly as his lips parted, 'Oh, look at me, i'm a spectre...' turning back around as he finished before continuing his path, his head shaking for a moment as he mumbled "fuckin' call me a weirdo, take a look in the mirror, your corporeal,...thinkin' you're a spectre, i'll show you a spectre." his left brow lifted once more as he resurrected more of the things around him.

his head tilting a little more as he spoke more clearly this time to his friend 'Dude, I don't think anyones around, this is disappointing, I actually wanted to meet my mother, like...not a glimpse that i've gotten from dreams or whatnot, but actually talk to her...meet her. Hey! wanna do a massive hunt in tempor after we finish here?' stopping in his tracks as his eyes closed to concentrate, the trait passed down by his Father, the multiconversion, the different layers of power to be released.

'ProjectAnni, Demanding power output...level obtaining...Seven percent. ¬Forbidden Cataclysm reached...controlled...unleashed.'

the parting of his lips erupted the surge of power, the flowing exhaustion of his mother coming to rise, instead of bring forth both power to deliver more ash within this world, he would extend his power in a massive orb of restoration for his fathers destructive path...yeah, he was far from like them both, he was easily amused with destruction, but more over, he was the most like his mothers mentality, to bring darkness back to life, to take care of what his mother left when she...vanished. His head tilting still as the surrounding objects sprung back to an undead life while Anni kept on his path. In the distance, the towering object, the obsidian construct  began to grow as the two made their way.

[Spectre]

Spectre watched as Anni stopped ahead, and began to flail his arms around. A sight most humoring to see in such a place as this. Where silence once fell, now fell the sounds of the son of The Forbidden, acting like a five year old. A laugh ensued Anni’s childish behavior as he poked fun at Spectre, followed by a smile as Anni finished his ghostly impression of him, and Spectre let loose words entwined with sarcasm. ”What good would it do me to look in a mirror ya smartass? All I’d see is a pasty expressionless face, devoid of everything that would hint that I actually care about what I look like. Maybe I should take a stab at imitating you sometime, I’m sure I could get the hang of that childish giggle quite easily.”

With a wide grin ringing of sarcasm, Spectre continued behind Anni as their walk carried them farther into the forest, watching as Anni still seemed to bring life anew to the dead brush and limbs that littered their path ahead. Quietness reigned over them once more. Not for long though as Anni’s voice rang to life among the woods once more.

'Dude, I don't think anyones around, this is disappointing, I actually wanted to meet my mother, like...not a glimpse that i've gotten from dreams or whatnot, but actually talk to her...meet her. Hey! wanna do a massive hunt in tempor after we finish here?'

The silence ended after that for a moment as Spectre thought to himself. Searching for his mother? ”Of course no ones around, you scared them away with that laugh of yours… Seriously, the son of The Forbidden, and that’s your laugh? It sent shivers down my spine, but not the bad kind” He cracked another smile as he was in a good mood and felt the need to let a bit of humor loose in the silence. ” Though finding your mother does sound fun. I’m up for it.” Silence fell again, as they walked for moment only to stop again... Stop and go stop and go... What the hell is he doing? Spectre watched as the orb flowed from Anni. The land around them seemed to now be restored with Anni’s help as they continued down the path, watching, as the tower ahead of them grew bigger with their approach.


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[Small post, I know, you know my condition presently, you'll get a full length one tomorrow lol]

A sigh came slipping between his lips at Spectre's retort...his head shook for a moment before letting a few more words slip past. 'You do realize that mocking me, will only hurt yourself...right?' continuing the walk for a moment before his arms extended outward, palms facing the path ahead as his lips began to move, words remaining within this time as he silently chanted the direct line of negative energy, the feeding...burning energy that fueled this world. the energetic light began to form within his palms for a moment before the burst of energy took its form, extending outward in such a degree that the entire path...was being recreated.

His eyes looked to the massive construct once more as those had remained...could that be what mother had gone through? the two doors the towered over everything? the lingering feeling that Father was not far gone? It really wasn't that long since they had left for Entaria, perhaps he could still get a beat on where energetic doors led, and if whatever creature that remained...had actually remained.

'you know what that laugh is for, you know that any form of laugh, be it loud, abrupt or quiet and mellow, means the same cataclysmic consequences, so before you jump the gun and try to slam on even Your creator...then you might want to watch yourself.'

[Spectre]

Spectre walked silently for a moment as Anni spoke. He was right afterall. It was a danger to mock he whom created Spectre. As Anni stopped and extended his arms outward, Spectre let a small smile crack across his face. "Good point Anni. I suppose you are the reason that I'm standing here next to you. I'm surprised I'm still standing right now. I guess I have that certain way of not getting on your wrong nerve." Spectre smiled a bit more as he finished, and watched the energy form within Anni's hands. As everything around them seemed to reconstruct, Spectre let out a small sigh. "Nice work.. You're definately your mother's son, 'cause that's nothing your dad would do." Grinning Spectre returned himself to silence, awaiting Anni's next move.

Silence broke again as Anni had yet another retort to Spectre's own childish remarks.

'you know what that laugh is for, you know that any form of laugh, be it loud, abrupt or quiet and mellow, means the same cataclysmic consequences, so before you jump the gun and try to slam on even Your creator...then you might want to watch yourself.'

Spectre grinned and shook his head. Catyclysmic consequences? From that laugh? Surely Anni wasn't serious. Though a certain feeling within Spectre told him not to retort Anni again, a retort sounded like fun in the quiet that laced the woods they walked through. To Anni, Spectre had but one thing to say with a grin on his face.

"I'll remember to brace myself for the cataclysmic consequences the next time I hear that laugh."

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[Sorry FNK, I had work, but i hope this length of post makes you happy, send me a message when you get on if you have questions.]

Continuing the walk to where his mother last visited, the aura lingering there as her little projects came back to life, the narcissistic eyes glancing around the area for a minute as Spectre responded, waiting for a little before stopping completely. His head tilted a little as his body began to turn itself around, his eyes looking within Spectre's own for a moment as his knees bent, moving down to place his palm flat onto the surface of the ground, eyes closing while the situation didn't call for it and was ill-advised, there really wasn't anything close enough to sensibly around to that could break down Anni's barrier...Only two beings within existence had the sheer power to dominate Anni's power, those specific two were no where to be found...yet.

Small slivers slowly began to creep their out from under Anni's palm, forming symmetric lines of conversion, the pattern depicted underneath would relay the message...the link, the bond between all three party members, The Monarch, The Forbidden and The Project. in signal sent in cataclysmic waves, coursing through each spore within his body, this specific type of message? such a thing could only be received by The Monarch herself or The Forbidden himself, the bloodline within fake offspring delivered by both parents would never hope to come close to intercepting this specific thing.

Tilting his head a little bit to allow such popping from within as the fabric smothering his back began to give way, tearing slits within the sides of it...Eight to be exact, the extension of said wings reached yards on each side, decorated with the tainted visage of blood and horror...the blackish red Phoenix wings, much like his fathers...but more...unique, in such a way that each wing represents something different within Anni's life.

Mouth opening for just a moment to whisper out to Spectre, the sentient being would understand completely, he had nothing to worry about though...nothing to fear from the upcoming devastation. 'Enigma, If you weren't incorporeal then i would have told you to vanish a long time ago before I started this...it would have ripped every fabric, every atom that makes up your being...to shreds. What I need from you is to boost my power, Its time, I know that you haven't done it before...but you knew that you were always a backup just in case I couldn't trigger a stage in this, I need to reach 35 percent. Do you think you can do that for an old friend?'

His breathing became heavier, He knew that if he went to that percent of power, then he would have reached the percent equivalent to his fathers 70 percent. see, the trick with Anni's power was...He had all of his fathers, but the thing that doubled the power used by his father...was the essence mixed within it that belonged to his Mother...father had always said that their power combined would be unstoppable...what resided within Anni, was just a ration of what it could really be...if he found Her.

[Super Eclipse]

Amidst the shifting flames of the ethereal door, a third figure stepped forth. Stressed elegance brought him into Naethryn, out of the burning portal to be surrounded by the dull surroundings of a mortal world once again. Steel-gray eyes blinked in immediate boredom as they slid about, taking in the land, the vegetation, the great obsidian obelisk far in the distance… but most of all, the twin figures making their way toward it.

The rare sight of a smirk traced itself over his placid lips. With a creak of his black leather armor, Super Eclipse strode after them, each step languid, almost a saunter, yet filled somehow with a sure purpose. He knew these figures. He could sense it, felt it; it was unmistakable. His head cocked to one side and rotated to the other, stretching the muscles in his neck as he approached ever closer. Maybe he could get some entertainment out of this.

[Spectre]

'Enigma, If you weren't incorporeal then i would have told you to vanish a long time ago before I started this...it would have ripped every fabric, every atom that makes up your being...to shreds. What I need from you is to boost my power, Its time, I know that you haven't done it before...but you knew that you were always a backup just in case I couldn't trigger a stage in this, I need to reach 35 percent. Do you think you can do that for an old friend?'

Those words echoing in his head with nothing but thought following. Spectre knew that Anni wanted to find his mother. However, if this was his plan for it, the adventure was short lived. A smile cracked across his pale lips as silence fell once again. ”Shouldn’t be a problem my old friend.” The smile left his face without hesitation as Spectre closed his eyes standing before Anni. Centering his thoughts, and focusing all of his energy on the goal at hand, he knew this was a long shot as he had never done it before. The sounds of Anni’s heavy breathing helped him concentrate on his goal as he opened his mouth, and with a ghostly tone, he let roll from his tongue,

” Spectre, Requesting power output...level obtaining...Thirty Five percent. ¬Forbidden Obsidian obtained...harnessed...passed on.”

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[Sorry about the wait, Work..ya know? anyways, I hope everyone that is involved in this...is pleased to some degree with this post, I tried my semi best. lmfao]

The slight excitement of what he just discovered, the acceptance of his message by one of the two beings, but...would she really show? would she show with embraced arms?...or would she show to try to take the life of her child? Oh how Anni wanted her to try to kill him...to test his power against someone of that magnitude instead of the little peons. the grin grew even larger as his thoughts delved deeper within his carnal mind, the thoughts of shedding his own blood by her hands, to let her experience a kill such as this...so fuckin' perfect.

The wings began to flutter faintly as Spectre did as instructed perfectly, he knew it wouldn't be any trouble for someone created...By Anni. the phase, the spectral enhancement counteracting the essence of Anni's father...blocking that power completely out for the moment, the level obtained was all his Mother's essence, the crystallized purple hue that had formed over his eyes began to reflect on the coloration of his wings, alterations, just like his parents...Anni was always altering...the color at least.

'Perfect, Now get ready...we're not alone, there is another watching...someone of considerable power...just, not as much as it should have...It's an ancient power alright, but its power is almost as pathetic as my beasts back home, Maybe it's mothers pet?' His eyes looking upward for a moment, his comment mostly directed at the one father called...Kain...sending another message to the one that had already received their portion of his invitation. the lines underneath his palm began to glow once more as his message was sent specifically to that person. 'Ah, such power, its cute, i think I got butterflies in my stomach when i felt it this time, It's not as strong as Father's...so you must be...Xae'Lucretia...Or, should I simply call you...Mother?'

His back arching for a moment as his palm left the ground, the connection wouldn't be severed just yet...he wanted to give her enough time to reply with whatever she wanted...be it hatred or curiosity for the one that just called her by That name. the anticipation for if she was going to show began to grow even stronger but for now, he had a small flea to dispense of...her, Pet. turning slowly to now face the obsidian spire ahead, head tilting to the right as his left foot began to turn a little, the rubble below his foot forming slowly, the recreation of material below his foot, the jagged objects all around them...This would soon be his, his for the taking, the overhaul of a dead out land...to bring it to fruition once more like his mother once cherished it as, to make Naethryn shine like none other before it, to create the perfect world of slaughter, carnage and complete...Blood-lust.

'Spectre, Go intangible, If you stay solid, what i'm going to do will severely hurt you.' his head tilted back up as his fingers curled inward, popping each finger, thumb included as the massive explosive wave was about to take its turn, to draw the tiny man servant out, his left foot pressed into the ground even more as it began to sink, his fists tightening for a moment before he let out the soft growl before looking directly at the position of the front gate to the spire, the small childish laughter took its place before his lips once more before it turned into that sarcastic, carnal laugh...the explosion of power releasing itself into the world, the outward wave of sheer power, comprehending of this specific power would be known to only a few, only those that served under his mother personally...perhaps this wave was the equivalent to half of his mothers power? at least...half of the power she had before her 'death'.

his lips parted even more as he let out the next sentence, the next level of power...to skip his fathers turn once more, to run straight into the destructive power of his mother, a constant flow...a constant desire to slay, to erase beings from existence, this...was the sheer power harnessed, created and molded into Anni's veins...er, no...To call him by his full name...to call the beast what his name really meant...he was...The Project Of Annihilation. the product of destruction, the offspring of Gods, he had the power, potential and inspiration to harness and recreate whatever he pleased, to tear apart and deconstruct the very essence and atoms of creatures...That was The Projects gift, his right and overall...Joy in life.

[Iname]

The slight lift of desolation's craving attire, the cough echoed through the halls as an all too familiar voice rang though his mind, fingers moving outward as the extended nails drug themselves across the arm of his throne, The Forbidden...such a useless title now, such reminisce of oddities. Shaking his head a little at the overstatement of a title, the only one of his race, of the pure race to recreate himself at the slightest whim...but the last occurrence had been different, his recreation was not in the same spot...there had been nothing of ashes in that embark, the last trace of him had been removed long ago, until she spoke to him of Her own child. A birth-less child? quite possible in that specific race that the dominate phoenix gene decided on such a thing, since he was the only Phoenix in that relationship. Yeah, She had a flesh and blood child without knowing it? peachy, wasn't it?

Nails digging into the wood some as the chilled heart began its course once more, the beings eyes moved to look downward for the moment as his left index finger lifted slightly, the pure white oval began to make its presence known in front of him... the looking glass so to speak, a way for him to check in on reports of his army without actually have them give the reports, to guide his army into the next battle with a phrase, give inspiration or retract it as he saw fit. This time, his army was not on the other side of the glass...the Pure Goddess had been standing there in all her glory, a return? it couldn't have been a mirage for only she had the ability to talk within his own mind... not even the strongest psionics user could preform such a trait.

"Satrina, Its been a while, since you gave the word to extend my old limit, that's ok, such a limit no longer exists... anyways, How have you been? still complaining about others not bowing to you? or are you finally making them bow by your own will?"

Eyes closing for a moment to allow the glass to present itself in a more... solid fashion... yet, it was visible to only her now, the double sided glass now extending its power to her, to let her glance to the new Overlord... yeah, a new title, one among three. the acidic words began to form within his mind as he would let her in on a little secret about the child that presented itself to her. "Come now Satrina, Are you telling me that you do not recognize your own Flesh and Blood? I even gave him a name that seemed fitting to what we used to hold... Annihilus... He is Our... Project Of Annihilation. You should meet him, my lover." the Overlord's head tilted back a little to allow the radiance of the light shine down upon his face for her... to allow her to see the form that they chose for him to create when they were still together, the form of One Hundred Percent of his power...yeah, He was at his 100% mark... except, his actual power was barely touching Twelve percent. the Overlord had managed to increase his power greatly, becoming the thing of her long erased affection, the thing she wanted him to become way back when, but now? Evil was no longer an option, the demeanor of Chaotic Evil seemed like Lawful Good compared to his new demeanor... The most sadistic, carnal and devastating demeanor of all, Diabolical.

"One last thing... I sent Annihilus out decades ago, if he found you... then he has been following your trail on the aspect of finally meeting his Mother, not by my word, for all I knew... You were still on hiatus."

[Spectre]

Spectre stood silently in front of Anni. As he opened his eyes, he turned around, awaiting whatever may happen. Body and mind melded as he watched the ground around Anni’s hands. Something big was going to happen very quickly, but he was ready. Turning himself around again, he listened… A pet, what pet would be coming forth from this? Spectre looked back to Anni for a moment, and then a smile cracked across his face as he noticed a glow beneath Anni’s hands, realizing that he must have succeeded in his job. The voice of his friend rang forth again, and the command was quite simple, and just as simply followed. ”Done already Anni. Bring it on.”

Spectre had tried to ignore the feeling of being watched for a moment, but seemed unsuccessful in the task. He could feel two sources watching him, but only knew whom one of them was. Standing silently one thing was clear as silence fell around him, he had indeed succeeded in unlocking the power Anni needed to summon The Monarch. The presence of her was to clear to be mistaken as Spectre spun around again trying to find the other source. Cracking a smile, Spectre glared out into the quiet forest, listening for any command Anni may have for him, expecting something to burst forth in the quiet night. Turning back to Anni, Spectre’s lips cracked a bit more. ”When is your mother coming Anni?”

Offtopic: Pardon the craptastic post lol.. Even though I know some of you are going to say "dun worry Rob! it's fine! I still think it's craptastic.. But I don't want to get really far behind, so I wanted to squeeze something out of my small mind..<_< Hope it doesn't suck to much, or screw something up, if it does, lemme know, and I'll fix it.. Stupid brain blocks.. ACK!!!

~FNK

[Iname]

The slight instant of satisfaction at the words she displayed, the cataclysmic eruption through the realm of Kathra was about to feel its Overlords extent, the power never displayed before... the only thing created out of war was his mind... the mind of a tactician but now... he had to leave such a place... since his stay and overall ability to conquer the plane had proved useful, he had the passage way within the flick of a finger. The Desolate One's back began to arch a little as it pushed from the chair he had not moved from in some time, there was no need to display such things.

Arching back, bending legs, nails moving in a downward motion as his arms tightened... his eyes looked outward to The Looking Glass as his new approach was at hand, he finally had a reason to return to the realm he last stepped foot in. If she had been still looking within the glass, she would see as clear as day the very actions he was taking, the movements almost fluid in motion, his eyes looking to the left for a moment before coming directly in front of the mirror, His eyes revolving from the current coloration to that of a crimson swirl... the particles mixed within the swirl were that of a silverish fashion... no, this wasn't a trick or level or power... this specific coloration was Nicolai's true eye color, the true coloration of a Black Phoenix crossed with a Dark Seraphim.

tilting his head to the left as the abnormal chaotic wings fluttered behind his back, freed from their prison between him and the chair, almost a scream of excitement echoed from them as they began to flap lightly... it was time, time for him to return to a place long missed... but what was he returning for? for her? perhaps... or perhaps it was for a reason all together. taking a quick step into the glass as his body had become engulfed within the oval, his resurrection, regeneration and nature was made true, his eyes looked down upon his Beloved, the smile cracking his tainted lips as his head turned to the right... his gaze became narrow, focusing on the true target, of course... he had come through for Her... but his reason for coming back at this specific moment was to obtain something he had lost decades ago.

Bottom lip curling upward for a moment at the thought of enacting this... sacrifice. wings spreading even more as he remained floating in the air for a moment to allow the glass to fade back to that which only her and he could see... tainted lips parting to allow the first real words to be spoken by him to anyone in a very long time.

"Hi there, I see you've been keeping busy, I enjoyed your last remark, but alas... You are not my main concern at the moment, I have blood to shed. I'll be back to take you away my Beloved."

Words of sarcasm? of actual intent? or a guarantee of his own? it didn't matter at this moment to him, it was left up to her to decide, the bolt of energy... no, it wasn't energy that fueled him, it was the natural ability to fly, the natural ability to seek out his prey. within seconds of speaking his words to her, his body was gone... not out of sight, but out of range of vocals, the burst of speed had been each wing flapping at different times to give him a constant rate of action, the target was in sight, he was standing...this was oh so perfect.

Within reach, the grasp, the extension of his left arm came out as he gave no warning to his child, his left hand had extended with the intent to grasp at Annihilus' neck, the sheer force that would be given from the projection of his body and the connection of palm to neck with the force of his nails digging into flesh, breaking... no... shattering flesh, such an unexpected thing from The Desolate One, his essence... yeah... that thing, it was no more, he didn't let it seep out, he didn't let it become known to others as he used to... if one were to feel it, it would have to be within a memory... he had no need for that power... for the ability to completely erase someone from a plane of existence with a phrase... all of that child-splay was pathetic now... his power came from the sheer force... the complete power harnessed within his strength... within the extensions he used in combat.

Would Annihilus dodge this? no... how could he? that low of a creature couldn't exceed the power of ones father... even if he believed it to be... Annihilus would be lacking the one specific thing that made him what he is. His father's power... his fathers race... The power of the Black Phoenix. it was all stripped from him, its the specific thing that happened when The Desolate One touched one of his creations, almost like a clone merging with its other half... He was absorbing Annihilus' power, taking it back within his own body to subject it to seclusion, to convert it into power for his own strength... sure, He would be whole once more but he wouldn't care, his task was on destroying this newly formed Human.

the unoccupied hand of his swiftly came upward, the extension of his nails began to show themselves as he reached for the skin between Annihilus' collarbone, the quick... painful action was going to take its course, the human was unable to take his action, the forfeit of such a thing, even if he could react, the only thing that would come to fruition would be the sheer scream of pain and agony as...

Nicolai's nails pieced inward, yet... remained back enough to just miss the muscle, the bone... he wasn't aiming for such things, his intention was the flesh, the now delicate skin that covered this mortals form. the tightening of his arm began to take place, the curling of his fingers for a moment before the sudden jolt of power, the quick and sheer force coming from the Desolate One would let through the cries from his once forgotten son when his flesh began to tear its way apart, the blood spraying, covering Nicolai's hand, his arm and chest...his arm continued to pull outward as more and more flesh ripped away from the tendants, the screams began to let his smile increase. He was back, for real this time, he had no reason to hide his true nature, to hide his true feelings for what he wanted, the destruction... This side of Nicolai... was the true Organic Angel.

"Pathetic creature!, how dare you TRY to infiltrate this place as my own flesh and blood! the power you've obtained from him is no more... your flesh, is no more... as is your life! If you have a god, Pray to it."