Welcome to The Duality of Man, an original animanga role-play that features numerous supernatural creatures. Unfortunately, these various species have distanced themselves because of the war that occurred thousands of years ago, plaguing some with eyes that only see their dualism. While others meddle themself with their differences, two groups fight, each attempting to eliminate the other in for their definition of worldly peace. These two groups of the Terror Response Syndicate (TRS) and the Assembly of Phantoms (AP). With individuals fighting merely over their differences, it brings uncertainty to the outcome of this war.
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Summer 2022
Heat has broken through into a glorious summer. The snow has entirely dried through the spring, leaving to the brilliance of the warmer months. Terror activity has risen as people are brought out of their homes, leaving the TRS in a position of consistent work. Each are attempting to maintain victory in the endless struggle for power.
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[attr="class","scrollydoo"] Vittoria managed to let out a light-hearted chuckle as he spoke "Kill you?! I was just trying to leave. You're the one who pulled a knife. And you reek of someone else's blood! Why the hell should I trust you not to kill me?" He said suspiciously. " well of course i do someone tried to kill me just moments ago before I ran into you and your dog breath" she said trying to lighten the mood but it did not work...her chance of humor was dead just like she'll be if she does not get the right attention soon "Just remove this thing..." she heard him add as a violent fit of coughing caught her next words.
' well fuck this is not good I need help' she thought as she leaned on the wall her legs slowly giving out under. after a few moments, her legs trembled as if not handle it any longer. Vittoria muffled a cry as her legs finally gave out luckily she was already halfway down the brick wall she had been leaning on. taking a deep breath she lifted her shirt to see her wound. she knew it was deep but not this bad, feeling a pair of eyes on her she quickly pulled down her shirt forgetting the half-naked man chained next to her. seeing through the pain her in her side was almost too much for her but she could see that he had pushed himself up to a kneeling position.
"You're bleeding...." He said. she saw that His expression contorting slightly as if he was having mixed emotions on what he was about to do "Let me see it." was all he said " why should I tru-" her words where abruptly caught off as yet another violent coughing fit hit. this time she coughed up a mouth full of a crimson red liquid '....blood.... it was blood why was I coughing up blood? ' her mined raised her face want a mask of panic as her magic started to fade. first it was the darkness around her body fading away back into the abyss of night next it was the chains that were around Dane's leg slithering like snakes off his body.
it was soon followed by the large chain around his neck it unhooked from its self and slowly unwrapped its self from his neck following its bothers back in the dark abyss they had came from. fearing coughing up another glob of blood she did not talk but only nodded her consent to him '' I can't even move let along call for help' she thought'so I have no other choice but to trust him the man i was trying to kill just a few seconds ago...'
ya she got fucked up weather she wants to admit it or not
Dane didn't care much for the woman's excuses. If anything it made him trust her even less the way she so casually admitted to having attacked someone prior to him. Still smelling fresh from the kill no less. Yet his mood began to change as she started coughing uncontrollably. His brow raised for a moment as he was slightly confused. Yet the cough didn't seem to be the extent of the problems. As the woman slumped herself up against the nearby wall. Gradually descending as her legs began to loose strength.
Gradually Dane began to prop himself up, carefully watching the woman as she seemed preoccupied. He attempted to crane his neck slightly to get a better view, watching as she lifted her shirt partially to reveal her wound.
'Shit'
Dane thought to himself as he noticed the red staining her side. Until his view was quickly cut off by the woman hiding her injury. He let out a slight grumble. Lifting himself up the rest of the way before doing something he knew he would likely regret. He offered her help. The woman that had moments ago been trying to kill him. Yet he figured it was a small price to pay, at least to get the chain removed from his neck. She tried to resist at first, hesitant to let him close. Yet as the pain cut her off she seemed to finally give in.
'Its not like I can even hurt you with this thing on...' He grumbled at the thought. A detail he wasn't willing to share with the woman, in case she decided against letting him go. "You're clearly hurt. I just need to make sure it wasn't my claws that did it. Got it?" He said with a slight grumble. His head cocking slightly as he awaited a response. Yet instead of a clear answer Dane instead felt the chains wrapped around him begin to loosen. And as soon as the one binding his leg had gone slack he quickly pulled himself free. Watching the thing with distain as it slithered away. "That's more like it." He said standing up and stretching out his leg. Now partially freed he turned his attention back to the woman lying a few feet away. He let out a slight sigh and closed the distance between them. He leaned down in front of the woman and began to reach toward the stained patch of cloth at her side.
But as he was doing so he felt a slithering around his neck from the chain. He tensed up as he expected the worst. That perhaps she had just tricked him. Yet instead he felt the chain loosen. Clicking slightly as it became undone and fell off of him. His body tensed up there for a moment. Staring at the red stain on her side. 'You're free, she attacked you, chained you, she knows too much, it would be so easy.. just...' He began breathing heavily for a moment, the feral aura from before starting to return now that he had been unleashed. There was an obvious struggle going on with the man as his jaw began to clench. And his eyes narrowed on her gut. Yet the tenseness faded as Dane let out a dissatisfied groan. Going from intimidating to annoyed as he grabbed a hold of the woman's shirt. He began to lift the fabric to notice she had heavy bruising along her abdomen. Along with slight lacerations from where she had made contact with the brick. "You really hit that wall harder than I thought... He said looking over the wound. Yet besides being able to identify her injury there was little more he could do. "You're going to need a doctor." He said with a sigh, lowering the cloth. And with that he suddenly reached behind the woman, slipping one hand behind her back, and the other under her legs. He didn't even give her time to object to his actions as he rather easily lifted her off the ground. "I'm not enjoying this either.. just don't make me regret it."
[attr="class","scrollydoo"]"You're clearly hurt. I just need to make sure it wasn't my claws that did it. Got it?" she heard him grumble Vittoria was not liking the feeling of her capture let alone attacker touching her. she glared daggers at him as he stood up and stretched out a long leg as if pained from crouching for a long time he turned his attention back Vittoria as he let out a long sigh and walked closer to her He leaned down in front of the redhead and began to reach toward the stained patch of cloth at her side.
she wanted to slap his hand away to yell at him to get away from her but something in her gut told her not to slap his hand away or to kill him, but she did scoot away as her magic failed and the chains around his neck faded away. The assassin saw that He had began to breath heavily as if the feral aura from just moments before was starting to return. There was an obvious struggle going on with the man as his jaw began to clench his eyes narrowed on Vittoria... she followed his line of sight and it landed......on her gut. she covered her wound with her hand wincing at the pain she felt her hand rubbed against it.
watching him pace around did not make her feel any better Yet the tenseness faded in his face as the silver haired man let out a dissatisfied groan it was almost instantaneous Going from intimidating to annoyed he bent down as fast as lightning as he grabbed a hold of Vittoria's shirt. she tried her best to push him away to push him off of her but it was futile she could not do anything in her weakened state so she looked away as he examed her body she wanted to hide but there was no hiding the heavy bruising along her abdomen.
"You really hit that wall harder than I thought..." she huffed out a "fuck you" as she felt him let go of her shirt "You're going to need a doctor." " ya no fucking shit puppy" she coughed out as a shiver when down her whole body she felt a hand slipping behind her back, and another under her legs. He didn't even give her time to object to his actions as he rather easily lifted her off the ground. " what the hell do yo-" she was cut off midstance as he said, "I'm not enjoying this either.. just don't make me regret it."
her body stiffened in his arms as he began to walk out of the Allie his steps jarring her body making Vittoria wince almost every time he took a step forward... The red-headed assassin watched her arm swing in time with his predator like gate, yet her body betrayed her as it soon relaxed in his grip and her head leaned on his chest " why...." Vittoria's eyes watched his face for any emotion as she continued to speak her voice almost sweet.
" why.... are you helping me? I...I saw your eyes back there when my magic released you" she took a long breath her body shuddering slightly as she let it out " I saw it in your eyes.... in your stance you where fighting with your self.... whether to kill me or whether to flee" shutting her eyes broke eye contact with him " so why? why are you helping me"
Vittoria could not see why he wanted to help her she would have understood if he had killed her right then or let the police to find her hell she would have understood if he just left her to slowly die. her mind was fuzzy as she opened her eyes every so often watching the sky, by know the mans gate began to feel oddly soothing to her as she went in and out of conscious.
Looking over her wounds Dane felt mixed emotions about the situation. Slightly confused himself as to why he had decided to help her. Even though she had attacked him unprovoked. Tried to kill him none the less. She had claimed to apparently have been fleeing from another attacker. Likely putting her on edge. And though a mistake like that did upset the silver haired male. It wasn't enough for him to want to kill her. Though he would highly consider it if she were to try and chain him again.
He let out a few grumbles as he looked over the red and purple along her side. Giving a soft nod, as if he knew more about her condition than he actually did. His medical knowledge only covering most basic first aid.
He sighed with the realization that he wouldn't actually be able to help her. At least not immediately. And decided that it was his responsibility to at least find someone that could. Slipping his arms underneath her Dane rose to his feet. All the while the woman seemed to protest his actions. Yet could do little to stop them. "You're still calling me that? You know I could break you right now?" He said looking down at the woman in his arms. Flashing his sharpened k9's for a moment as he did so. Strangely enough he found her pride slightly endearing though. The fact she was so willing to taunt him even when being in such a compromising position.
He let out a slight chuckle at the thought. His gaze turning away from the woman as he began to take his first few steps. Even putting in an effort to try and make sure not to aggravate her wound as he moved forward. The two stepped out of the dark passage between the buildings and onto the sidewalk. Dane scanning either direction before stepping out into the open. Yet as he did so something caught him rather by surprise. As there was a soft thump on his chest, causing him to glance down again. His brow raised as the woman in his arms began speaking to him. Though this time she didn't taunt him, the venom in her words faded as she seemed genuine. Asking him the one thing that was still stuck on both of their minds. 'Why?'
"uhm..." He began to speak, though he couldn't quite find the words. 'Because you chained me.. wait no. Because you freed me? It was the right thing to do?' He let out a another grumble. "I wasn't intending to kill you. I didn't even want to fight you. But you came rushing me.. smelling of blood." He said, looking away from the woman. "You likely have your own reasons for that... I had to be cautious. But it's not my job to judge you." hell his hands weren't exactly clean either. Yet he had tried his best to keep those kinds of things in the past where they belonged.
[attr="class","scrollydoo"]Vittoria could not help but let out a chuckle as he flashed his K9's at her she weakly raised her arms in defense "hey " she said " i tried to ask your name but you said 'I'm no one you should be concerned with' " she raided a hand to her mouth as yet another violent racking of coughing shook her body she breathed heavily as she continued to speak but this time it was in a soft voice almost a whisper. " so I only have to call you either puppy or dog breath I like dog breath the best" she smiled at him and moved her head so it was back resting on his arm as she watched the silver-haired man speak "I wasn't intending to kill you. I didn't even want to fight you. But you came rushing me. smelling of blood." He said, looking away from Vittoria,
" so... your first instinct is to yell " What The Hell?"" she could not help but huff at this. "You likely have your own reasons for that... I had to be cautious. But it's not my job to judge you." her words cough in her throat as she heard him speak but her words were lost as her eyes shut as she slipped from conscious to unconscious in mare moments as she wanted to scream, thrash, get out of the darkness but her body had other ideas as she unconsciously remember a part of her past she really did not want to relive but it came full fores
her father came searching for her when she was around six, she had been playing with the darkness and calling her name distracted her. The unraveling was something explosive, and she cannot remember what she did only that it hurt and everything was black and then there was Father holding her as he had been in the murky almost-gone memories of years before.
“Are you staying with me, my darling?” His eyes were not clouded by alcohol; even through the pounding of her head, she could see this. It made her surprised. Father laughed shakily when she cuddled close. “I was scared you were going to join your Ma.”
She cried because he was crying; because Ma was gone, and she hadn’t stopped them from hurting her; because Father cried because of Ma and because of her; because she’d thought of darkness as her friend and it had hurt her, too.
“No, you are not going anywhere, Vittoria. Just like you didn’t leave me in those horrible days back then.” Father tenderly kissed the little crescent moon that marked the inside of her left index finger. Then he took her face in her hands and looked at her intently. “You, I think, will be death’s helper and friend before you go to be with him. Wena Khalifa.”
she slightly shifted in his arms so that her head was resting on his chest once more and her wound was hardly touching her bloody fabric and the small cut that was on her shoulder had stopped bleeding but she could feel the dried blood on her arm and it itched every so often as they moved. her eyes flung open as if she was just attacked in her sleep. as she felt something Jair her
" hey take it easy" she almost yelled out as he walked down some stairs she wanted to look around but she winced as she tried to move her head so she clenched her eyes shut and just hoped that this man she had been trying to kill was not taking her to some to kill her.
when you say you cant think of anything to write yet you write a dam book xD
"So your first response when someone pulls a knife on you, is to introduce yourself?" Dane said with a slight grumble. Still bitter that the woman had attacked him at all. Though he couldn't complain too much, as he was still standing where she wasn't. Yet his anger could only last so long. As the woman in his arms flew into another fit of coughs. His brow furrowed for a moment as he looked down at her. Concerned that her injuries may be more than skin deep. He didn't even respond to her prodding as she taunted him further. To worried he may provoke another bout of coughs. Even though he desperately wanted to tell her to shove it.
Yet even with his silence the woman continued chatting for another few moments. Causing Dane to glance down at her once more. "Do you ever stop talking? You may have punctured a lung. Maybe try taking it easy for a minute?" He grunted, looking back up toward the street. His eyes scanning the blackened storefronts. Searching for some sort of sign that may help him. Or at the very least give him an idea of what to do. He felt like a bit of an idiot carrying the woman around. Unsure of how to help her, or at the very least find someone who could. As he wasn't really the kind to rely on others. Meaning his list of contacts was essentially non existent. Not to mention how foolish his actions were. 'Great, you agreed to help her and you can't even manage to do that... Someone who, may I remind you. Tried to kill you just a few moments ago, also the whole chain thing...'
"It's Dane by the way...." He said breaking the silence. 'Great tell the self proclaimed assassin your name...' He let out a sigh after he spoke. Realizing the cat was kind of out of the bag at this point. His eyes darting down to the woman as he expected another dog comment. Yet to his suprise it had seemed she had passed out. 'Well at least she isn't dead.' "Get some rest little red."
A few more moments of walking and Dane began to feel like he had perhaps gotten himself in over his head. As each step seemed to bring him further away from any solution. Yet before he could loose hope entirely a feint wail caught his attention. His ears perked up at the sound, his head turning in unison to follow the noise. And after a few moments he realized it was getting closer. Not directly toward the two, but close enough. He let out a slight grumble as he realized he would likely have to Hussle. The thought of disturbing the woman not the most ideal, but he felt it was necessary. He began to dash across the street toward another dark gap between buildings. Slipping through and dodging around piles of trash as he made his way forward. He continued and the wailing noise stopped, provoking a grumble from the silver haired male as he realized he likely only had a narrow opportunity.
Turning a corner he glanced forward toward the end of the passage. A feint red flashing coming from between the buildings, just down a set of stairs and a few yards beyond. He let out a slight sigh as he began to step down. Only to almost loose his footing as the woman suddenly awoke. "Don't startle me like that! I'm just trying to help.. jeez..." He said grumbling once more. Yet the woman's outburst had cost him prescious time. As the sound suddenly started once more. He grunted, leaping the rest of the way down the set of stairs and landing with a thump, his eyes Lazer focused on the end of the alleyway as he rushed out and darted into the middle of the street. Into the middle of headlights. Directly in front of an ambulance.
There was a screech of tires as the large vehicle struggled to come to a stop. Spinning slightly horizontally as the driver tried to correct for a man suddenly appearing in the road. With a grunt Dane lifted his leg, and kicked into the vehicles bumper as it came to a stop. Leaving a rather sizable dent in the chrome. "HEY! Aren't you supposed to help people!" He shouted up at the now petrified looking driver. His partner beside him looking just as confused. Dane grumbled, looking rather annoyed with the two for almost slamming into him. Though it was his fault.
Removing his foot from the front of the vehicle he began to make his way around the side. Reaching the back door and doing his best to reach for the latch on the back while holding Vittoria. A task that was easier said than done as he pulled the back open, bending the handle on the process. The two inside still dumbstruck as he made his way inside, laying the woman down on the gurney in the back. "Help her." He said, his words almost like a growl as he stared daggers into the two.
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