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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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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Similarly to the room, the hallway had several puddles of water littered across the tiled floor. The sprinkler system proceeded to rain water down. The dampened uniform was hardly a concern for Xeno as he observed the hallway, glancing down both ends to assure nobody from the Assembly followed the hunters upstairs. Fortunately, the hallway appeared empty as sirens blared and red emergency lights flashed throughout the building. Admittedly, the elven hunter was relieved to discover the mostly empty hallway. While any threats could easily be disposed of by him, a lack of Assembly confrontation would allow them to bring the unconscious hunters to the gymnasium for medical assistance. When he heard William's words, he provided a small nod in response to the hallway's lack of threats. After a few more moments of surveying the hallway, Xeno left the doorway to check on the pair of hunters who arrived to assist them. The pair was similar, both having a slimmer appearance, however, they were managing to retrieve the unconscious hunters. Cradled in their arms was a single hunter each, leaving only one individual leaned against the wall in wait of rescue.
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"If one of you have enhanced strength, pick up the other fella. I can shoot as we head down," Xeno explained.
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One hunter raised a brow, clearly expecting Xeno to either grab the hunter or put William to work, however, there was no refusal. Promptly, they shifted one of the unconscious hunters to their shoulder and smoothly picked up the remaining one. When pleased, Xeno exited the room, gesturing for the carriers and William to follow him outside. As he exited, he pushed the door open further, using his foot as a doorstopper to keep his arrow notched.
The unconscious hunters remained mostly motionless except for the occasional stir in their current states. Signs of waking were few, leaving Xeno and his blond companion trapped in their current situation until further notice. The soaked floor shone from the sunlight entering through the windows. Several puddles were obvious, and hopefully useful should another member of the Assembly spot them and decide to attack. The white-haired elf knew his enhanced dexterity would allow him to smoothly navigate the watery floor without potentially slipping. His ears detected his fellow part-fae's movements, his blue eyes briefly conducting a sideways glance to double-check. The blond had decided to sit on the floor, a grumble leaving through his lips, but no vocalized complaints. A subtle smile graced the elf's lips since a bystander who did not complain was easier to handle in these waiting situations. Otherwise, they tended to be rather obnoxious to handle, especially when the elite hunter was attempting to remain alert to avoid further attack. The compliment provided resulted in a conceited, lip-tight smile stretching across Xeno's face.
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"I know," he arrogantly agreed.
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Quietly, Xeno listened to the blond's story about how the TRS found him while his eyes remained fixated on the door. There was a pause as the hunter thought for a second, brain churning as he remembered stories in his unit about a similar circumstance. A soft chuckle escaped his lips.
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"Were you the fella causin' trouble in the outskirts? Someone mentioned-" Xeno inquired, however, failed to elaborate.
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The clicks of the doorknob and subtle turn of the handle prompted Xeno to glance back at the threshold. The string was drawn back a little further until he noticed the orange colour of the TRS hunter's uniform and panicked expression of the people who entered. The elf kept his arrow notched but relieved the tension from the bow's string as he stood. Two hunters had arrived to aid them, both appearing rather young, but looks were always deceiving. Immediately, Xeno pointed at the trio of unconscious hunters slumped against the wall.
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"I need some help carrying them. Somebody possessed them earlier, so I recommend you be careful handling them," Xeno explained.
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Worry entered their expressions, but they quickly listened to the elite hunter. Meanwhile, the elf walked towards the doorway, glancing out to check for any signs of the Assembly. They had a long, dangerous trek, which was a worrying thought.
Remaining in a crouched position for extended periods was something Xeno grew adjusted to when he began animal hunting with his father. Hiding in bushes with poky bushes was more difficult than remaining knelt on the flat surface of the room. The calm, rhythmic breathing allowed the elf to keep his bow steady, the arrow still pointed at the closed doors. There was hardly strain on his arm muscles from keeping the bowstring taut. Years of practice fended off those aching sensations, allowing him to handle the situation with ease. The elite hunter's eyes were trained on the doorknob, waiting for the subtle twitch of somebody opening it, even as he silently listened to the blond boy speak. He quietly allowed the mysterious, fellow fae-creature observe him, undisturbed after discovering he also possessed some sort of fae blood. It was interesting meeting another individual with traces of fae was always an interesting experience. When the mysterious boy guessed he was an elf, Xeno provided a nod of confirmation, however, the blond continued and mentioned being found by the TRS. Brows were raised in confusion at the question, especially since he signed up to join the TRS.
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"No... quite the opposite... I joined to become a hunter," he slowly explained. "So... were you found then?
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The TRS accomplished plenty of missions, thus he believed the possibility of somebody being found by them. Alas, the question was still rather strange nonetheless, especially since it was unexpected. Despite the conversation occurring, Xeno's eyes remained fixated on the door while his years listened to the idle buzz of his radio.
The unconscious hunters were grouped on the soaked floor, Xeno's dexterity allowing him to accomplish those goals with ease. Each was carefully laid against the wall once a moment was provided, their clothing wet from the drowning attempt and bruises bound to form. The elf wished he was not required to knock them unconscious, however, possession would only make them enemies during that altercation. Carefully, the hunter's eyes analyzed the hunter's, assuring there were no brutal injuries to the unfortunate servants. When everything appeared fine, Xeno gave a small nod and stood from his position, ears picking up on William's footsteps as he entered the room. Briefly, the hunter glanced over to him before returning to his position, crouching, waiting and refusing to move. He believed backup would be quick, however, thoughts finally relaxed off the adrenaline, allowing for clear thinking. The arrow was lowered, Xeno nodding at William's comment about waiting before heading to the door and pulling it close. Afterwards, he promptly crouched back down, keeping the arrow notched and silently waiting for backup to finally arrive.
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The blond's stares were noticed in his peripherals, however, Xeno's fixation remained on the door. He waited for the jiggle of the knob, a subtle twist, however, things remained silent and still. Observations of the doorway were interrupted by the sudden shout of surprise when William realized his partial Fae blood. A soft smirk touched his face as he nodded, noticing the 'too' at the end.
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"Aye, only half though," he responded with a soft chuckle.
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Raised among a human village with a human father, Xeno was unfamiliar with Fae culture. While his mother possessed Fae blood, she merely remained for a year to nurse him and become pregnant with... the horrible, traitorous hellspawn... before disappearing. All the elf knew about her were the stories his father told over their brief relationship, otherwise, the woman was an enigma. There were times Xeno wanted to meet his mother, however, the mysterious world of the Fae was something he failed to dabble in. He hoped to research them and meet her, but his move always made it difficult. Constantly, he fantasized about meeting her, yet, there would be no promises.
The dangerous situation Xeno was placed into could have a variety of outcomes, however, he was determined to receive the best possible one. It was inevitable considering his skill, the TRS had a reason to promote him to an elite status other than his years of service. Removing the water manipulator from the equation proved to be an easier task, Xeno simply dodging a powerful stream of water. Death by drowning in a room would not be the unfortunate fate of the elven hero and his band of helpless citizens. Alas, his abrupt dodge resulted in the blond being sprayed by a rushing torrent of water, but Xeno could hardly pause. There was plenty at stake had he faltered and potentially allowed the possessed water manipulator to push him back into the depths of the hastily filling room. When the water manipulator hit the ground, hesitation remained nonexistent as he immediately struck the more durable hunter. The pommel of his dagger smacked hard into the man's head, Xeno maintaining caution as he accomplished the action which could potentially do unforeseen damage. Finally, the possessed hunter collapsed to the ground, Xeno sparing a moment to breathe.
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Slowly, the white-haired man straightened his back, moving to reach under the arms an unconscious hunter, sheathing his dagger and dragging them into the room before proceeding to do similar with the other hunter. His eyes flitted to the blond who appeared to have gotten a bump to the head because of the altercation. When asked if Peter Pan was gone, Xeno nodded.
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"I believe so... I'll track him down once we get help," Xeno explained. "Stay inside, we're going to have to hold down... I don't think we can safely take everybody downstairs and to the gymnasium."
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Swiftly, the elite hunter snatched the radio from around his belt, checking the condition and nodding when it proved operational. The black device was brought to his lips before he flicked the switch.
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"I need assistance. I ran into a demon hunter and was forced to knock out some of our men. I need help getting them to the gymnasium," Xeno stated before providing an exact location.
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There was a pause until he heard a confirmation from people heading to their location. After a quick thanks, Xeno returned the device to his belt before dragging the unconscious hunters further into the room, leaning them against the wall. Once able, he grabbed the bow and notched an arrow, pointing it at the doorway and waiting for assistance to arrive.
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Foxxy said we can skip her for this round, so I'm back. @ryker
Sharply, Xeno had thrust the dagger's pommel into the side of the TRS hunter's head, however, it failed down the magically empowered man. A brow raised, confusion surfacing as the hunter merely staggered, registering the blow, but not yielding to it. The attempt to knock his fellow hunters unconscious to rescue them from this fate was evidently going to be more difficult than initially believed. Fortunately, the man’s grasp on the blond stranger was released from the abrupt smack to his head. Hastily, the elf retreated through the door's threshold a few paces, expecting to be required to hold his ground. Knuckles turned a pale white because of Xeno’s tight grip around the handle as he prepared for a follow-up attack. The elf planned on blocking the doorway to keep the unconscious hunters safe and the blond man. Abruptly, water flowed from the man's hands and into the room, knocking Xeno back a few steps. The demon was evidently using the other possessed hunter's water manipulating abilities against them, the room slowly filling despite the wide-open door. An uttered swear escaped Xeno's mouth as he hastily sprinted forward, breaking through the water and slamming a shoulder into the water manipulating hunter.
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The purple-haired man had disappeared, the servant being left behind to handle them while he went about his business; Xeno assumed at least. Dagger in hand, the elf made another attempt to smack the pommel into the water manipulator's head, knocking him unconscious and leaving the more durable one left. Hastily, Xeno rushed him and attempted to slam the pommel into the man's head, hoping he could succeed this time. Peter Pan could be handled later, for now, protecting and successfully escorting both TRS members from the room and into the gymnasium.
Hard, Xeno slammed one of the hunters into the nearby wall, a soft grunt escaping his mouth after the altercation, knocking them unconscious. Steam filled the room, accompanied by smoke which left a thick haze in the room. Nonetheless, the consequence was required to extinguish the flames blocking the only escape route. Once the possessed agent slumped against the wall, knocked out from the abrupt slam. Defending the blond stranger and unconscious soldiers single-handedly would be a difficult task, one even the arrogant Xeno was beginning to acknowledge. Two hunters alongside a potential third would be hard to carry. Narrowed eyes glanced around the area, the current situation was more important than worrying about transportation. The glimmer of golden dust immediately captured Xeno's fixation as he realized one of the possessed hunters were attempting to drag William out of the room. Speed flared, the elf moving swiftly, one hand grabbing the small dagger. The grip was adjusted at an awkward angle for its intended purpose, however, the hard pommel was useful for other things. Meters were closed until Xeno was near the possessed hunter.
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In a fluent, albeit, sharp motion, the elf attempted to slam the flat pommel of the dagger into the hunter's head. These individuals served alongside him, thus, Xeno refused to harm them to protect another person unless they proved to be traitors. Briefly, his eyes flitted around the arrow, narrowing into a frustrated glare.
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"Go back in! We need to hold up here!" Xeno shouted at the young blond.
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Another arrow was notched, Xeno turning to fire a hasty shot at the enemy as a distraction. If he managed to knock the hunter unconscious, he would grab the collar of their uniform to drag them inside the room. The situation was suddenly shifting after the introduction of more innocent hunters.
Fingers carefully wrapped around an arrow, notch idly sitting on the bowstring, waiting for the inevitable strong drawback before being hurtled through the air. Alert, Xeno watched his opponent, fingers subtly twitching in wait while he fearlessly stood in front of the fire-throwing demon. Breathing was evenly kept, the elf evidently not concerned with recent affairs as he steeled himself for the upcoming fight against Peter Pan. The archer narrowed his, carefully observing the movements of his enemy. Arrogance filled his mind, each action having a subtle, offhanded as though he knew victory would arrive, however, nobody could predict the tides of a battle. Flickers of flames caught Xeno's eyes, the plan possible beginning once the tip of his arrow could touch the fire. Despite being pleased by the action, the elf maintained his expression, observant eyes awaiting the upcoming attack. Balls of fire were thrown his direction, Xeno immediately diving into a sideways roll, his arrow being separated from the bow. It was planted onto the ground, the fire landing onto the tip, and without hesitation, the elite hunter brought it to his chosen weapon.
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The string was pulled taut, an abrupt release through calloused fingers launching the projectile towards the sprinkler closest to the door. There was a whistle of noise as the arrow flew through the air, planting itself into the roof mere inches away from the sprinkler. Almost immediately, water was showered down from the sprinkler, dousing the flames below and creating an opportunity for exit. As expected, his enemy retreated into the hallway, however, the battle was far from over. Through the door arrived TRS agents, zombies to the demon's possession, and they outnumbered him. Undoubtedly, this was a simple task for the powerful elite hunter, however, it appeared his companions were the intended targets. Without hesitation, Xeno sprinted full speed towards the group, ramming his shoulder into one of the hunters. He planned on slamming the hunter into the wall, the momentum from his sprint hopefully having the potential to knock them unconscious. Unfortunately, there were still other possessed TRS members inside the room.
Golden dust fluttered from the mysterious blond, however, Xeno refused to be deterred by the peculiar display of magic. Two hunters were inside the room, one unconscious and formerly possessed, meanwhile, there was him, conscious and capable of fighting. Options were limited, thus the elf sacrificed his listening ears in favour of rescuing the young man from potential burning. When he successfully carried the blond stranger away from harm, Xeno's mind never thought about what the golden-coloured magically dust could be. As a hunter, expectations were to save the defenceless from the harmful plans orchestrated by the Assembly of Phantoms. Hastily, he moved away from the blond, a brow subtly raising when there appeared to be an odd stir inside him. Something was off, but there was no time to ponder those notions. Hastily, the elf moved after the arrow was fired, each step having a beyond human speed as he grabbed his fallen comrade. While he would be unable to aim his bow, for the time being, he wrapped an arm beneath the unconscious man before quickly dragging him to where the blond stranger decided to hide. The assistance of his enhanced speed allow him to hastily return and dodge anything Peter Pan threw his way., the unconscious hunter being laid onto the ground.
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"Try to watch him, alright?" Xeno requested before standing back to his feet. "I will get us an opening to leave, then we head to the gym, got it?"
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The words were quietly stated, the elf's deep blue eyes locking onto the purple-haired man and soon the flames blocking their escape. Immediately, Xeno's keen eyes analyzed the area, smirking when he noticed the sprinkler system above. An arrow was grasped from the quiver, the elite hunter hatching a plan. All he required was a hint of fire and the precise aim to launch those flames close enough to melt away the seal and activate the sprinkler system. Unfortunately, he was certain his enemy would not willingly provide those. Observantly, Xeno watched Peter Pan, waiting for a possible opportunity to get a fire-covered arrow.
Worries appeared nonexistent to Xeno as an arrogant smirk consumed his expression. Certainly, the skillful elf could easily defeat the Assembly intruder in this altercation. There were hardly doubts which entered the elite hunter's mind about the dreadful notion of failing the task at hand. Successfully, he knocked out the corrupted TRS hunter to avoid him being controlled to cause further damage. Opposed to fixating on those pesky ponders of the damage manifested from the Assembly soldier's possession, Xeno's attention focused on the enemy. Despite the elite hunter's immense skillfulness, he refused to be caught off guard and embarrassed by Peter Pan. The surprised blond was expected, however, for incorrect reasons in Xeno's conceited thought process. Thoughts continued to feed the elf's arrogant attitude as he genuinely believed his skill could have manifested the reaction; Xeno was always somebody to praise his own ability whenever possible. The elf's blue eyes locked onto his enemy, the hunter prepared for the upcoming battle, however, he was eventually distracted by the frantic questions which escaped the blond stranger's mouth.
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Briefly, Xeno's eyes flitted towards the blond before returning his enemy. The Assembly had invaded, and this unfortunate young man clearly unaware of the attack.
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"The Assembly has invaded, so I recommend you find a safe place to hide and maybe take that unconscious fella with you," he explained bluntly. A subtle head tilt was aimed at the purple-haired man. "According to our information, this guy should be a demon or something, am I right Petey?"
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A soft chuckled escaped his lips at his teasing comment, giving the man's alias a nickname of sorts. Flames were thrown towards their only exit, making escape nearly impossible. A smirk remained evident on Xeno's lips since this man honestly thought he would successfully win this battle. Fireballs were thrown at them, the elite hunter's intense reaction speed immediately functioning to swiftly move with the assistance of his enhanced speed. Quickly, he wrapped an arm around William's waist, praying the young man would not dodge the action or squirm. In a matter of seconds, Xeno would attempt to pull the blond's body with him as he moved forward. Once safety was discovered, an arrow was snatched from the quiver, the elf pulling back the string until it was taut and taking aim. Hesitation disappeared when the elite hunter noticed the demon turning his attention on the unconscious man. The arrow was let loose, flying through the air and towards Peter Pan in hopes of making his aim falter. Once the arrow whistled through the air, Xeno's enhanced speed activated, the elf running to grab his fallen comrade in an attempt to spare him from the horrible fate.
On a beautiful summer day, Xeno had recently accomplished a difficult mission on behalf of the TRS. Pride was evident in his stride, a broad, conceited grin stretched across his lips as he strode towards headquarters. There was a difficult terror involved in his mission, the elf successfully using his bow to defeat the vile creature, naturally. Years of training made the elite hunter prepared for this occupation, allowing him to accomplish each mission with the utmost capability. These expectations were always successfully met on each occasion, Xeno knowing his powers would allow him to easily complete these missions. Leisurely, the white-haired walked, bow secured to his quiver where several arrows awaited to be fired. Once he closed in on the headquarters, the elite hunter casually entered, his TRS uniform and ID granting him access with little issue. A report was provided on the events of the mission, everything soon being processed so the hunter would receive payment for his efforts. Only a few moments later did Xeno leave the front desk, walking through the building, his single eye glancing around the hallways.
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Nothing was out of order, Xeno planning on spending some time in the lounge until he was summoned for a patrol around Lorsette, however, those events would be interrupted. The sounds of crumbling walls filled the elf's ears, eyes widening as he glanced around. Abruptly, the building began shaking as the one-eyed man remained steady, enhanced dexterity becoming a fortunate ability. Without hesitation, the elf's hand reached behind him, grasping his bow and firmly grasping it in his hand. Alarms began to loudly blare, emergency lights turned on. Red light flowed through the hallways, covering the walls and giving everything an eerie atmosphere. A sense of urgency was thick in the air, Xeno slowly navigating the hallways, radio on in hopes of some instruction, however, silence reigned. Announcement speakers echoed through the building, explaining all individuals unable to defend themselves would be escorted to the gymnasium, but also a crucial fact which resulted in Xeno's eyes narrowing in anger.
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The Assembly of Phantoms had decided to attack the TRS headquarters. The despicable group who corrupted his abhorrent brother had decided to damage the location he considered a home of sorts. When he moved to Lorsette, the Terror Response Syndicate branch in the area accepting him upon arrival, although, he assumed his skills was enough evidence of his worthiness. An assignment was given, and Xeno was determined to assist as many people as possible. Hastily, Xeno weaved down the hallways, eyes enhancing the area, observing changes and searching for people in danger. The intense speed the elf used allowed him to search the headquarters with excellent quickness. As he rounded a corner, he noticed several things, a blond-haired citizen being abruptly attacked while a purple-haired man hovered nearby, stating his unluckiness. The Assembly soldier involved in the incident was infamous, a man known for stealing children. Xeno immediately ducked into the room, pushing his enhanced speed before ramming his shoulder into the TRS hunter reaching to attack the blond. The strong bow was improperly used, Xeno attempting to smack into his fellow hunter's head in hopes of knocking him out.
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"Now, now, picking on defenceless little boys isn't nice," Xeno teased once he ceased his running. Quickly, he glanced towards the blond stranger. "Get up kiddo, once I handle this fella, we're going to get outta here."
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A smirk graced the elf's lips as he drew an arrow, aiming it at the man renowned as Peter Pan among the Assembly of Phantoms. There were no doubts this battle would be difficult, however, Xeno was aware somebody needed to defend the unfortunate blond caught in this horrible situation. Alas, Xeno had narrowly slipped passed to cease the sudden attack, leaving the purple-haired man blocking the mouth of the room. A smile remained on the elite hunter's face, his red colours making it obvious he served for years and possessed excellent skill in combat. Offhandedly, the elf believed he would succeed without issue; he was a powerful hunter after all.
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