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In one of the quieter, more desolate parts of the Free Roamer base, a lone figure has made a quiet nook only he has access to since teaching himself some dark energy spells with help from the neutral god and the chaotic demi that he called his cousin.

They’d had another disagreement over a silly matter and he needed to get away before his energies flared and hurt her or any the numerous mortals all around him.

A tear fell from his green optic as he looked into the mirror in front.

His silver was faded to grey and bits were even turning black like cracks snaking their way to his core. His once beautiful quad wings once luminous and glowing pure were dark and burnt as if they were coals. The feathers sickly and scarce like a dying pigeons.

Above his image stood Viral, gripping his claws into the mechs shoulders. The black mechs green circuit markings glowing intensely as he smirked at the one glorious god.

“This is for the best, Kyros. You don’t want to burn them, do you?”

Syndrome cringed and nodded apprehensively.

He heard her calling for him over the private channel and turned off his internal comm to block her out. He wasn’t ready to hear her voice just yet. He knew ignoring her would upset her more since she didn’t have much sense and didn’t realize things she said often could hurt, but he needed the distance.

He cringed with a sharp hiss as his frames new dark energy taking over burned at him again as his father once again called for him.

He refused to go back right now after the last few years of him sending soldiers to destroy his cousin and Titorun, the two beings that would be around him for all of time when all the mortals around him died of old age or war and new generations took their place.

He was slipping further, but he was getting used to it and numbing it away as he tried to balance out his own energies.

He sighed and closed his optics as he stood up and turned on his personal hologram to look normal before turning and heading out towards her.

The ‘silver’ mech let out a gasp as his spark tightened like claws, just feeling his energies spike as she felt him appear out of his space before he fell into the shadow beneath him cast by the artificial light above head. His shout cut short as he exclaimed out.

Raven turned the corner as she picked up pace to find him to apologize for her stupidity again, she’d had time to think on what had happened and how hurt he was despite saying he was fine. His energies were off but only caught a glimpse of his energies returning before he swiftly vanished again.

Her eyes widened as she felt the hell realm open briefly and knew instantly it wasn’t just a coincidence. She was the gates, after all, her father couldn’t just hide that from her and he’d broken the locks the neutral being called Sky Shadow had set up.

She sent a ping to Sky briefly but had a portal open before the black angel mech could respond.

The gates, her father and his forces were fighting to keep her out while they remade Kyros to bring him into the family further. So despite her father’s strength she pushed through.

The coldness of the domain burned at her practiced and hard earned light energies, burning them away as she free fell, the voids wind whipping her brunette hair back like a short cape and her wings angled to control her fall like a bullet before she finally spread them to stop the fall to a glide. The domain changed the Vore created metal wings to her demonic angel wings .

Her glowing amaranth eyes narrowed as she surveyed the vastness for where he was. He still had a glimmer of light in this darkness after all… dying as it was as a flicker.

She spotted that flicker in the distance in her fathers castle.

Raven, taking on her demoness form with it’s hellish armour, flew off straight for it, calling out. “DROME!!”

Demonic soldiers responded to her call, roaring as they flew at her in hordes to slow her and take their runaway princess captive to bring to her father.

She wouldn’t go without a fight as that’s what her mother contributed to her creation; stubbornness and a strong sense of retribution. They wouldn’t be taking her to her cousin so they had to perish as she fought intensely against them with the blades buried amongst her black feathers and the arm blades that slide from her arm bracers.

She spun mid air to throw the remaining ones off and headed as quickly as she could to that flickering light, fighting the demons as they crossed her path.

She finally found the room he was caged in, seeing his form, seeing him giving in to the darkness with Viral and an army of demons protecting the darkening angels unconscious form..

Landing on the balcony leading to the room she walked in.

“Viral, what are you doing?” She asked, eyeing the artificial mech through the crowd.

“Helping Kyros, of course.” He said smuggly.

“Looks more like you’re helping yourself.” She eye’d some new marks on the black clone of Syndrome that glowed red instead of his green around his optics. His form was becoming solid as Syndromes light faded and darkened to black energy.

“Can’t we help each other?” Viral raised a black optic ridge as more demon soldiers swarmed around the balcony, weapons aimed for the dark princess. “He doesn’t want to hurt people he ‘loves’ anymore. He won’t hurt you anymore.”

“Syndrome! Drome! Wake up. Don’t do this!” She called for him, looking over the army towards Kyros’ cage. “Don't let it take your soul!! Look at me! Take control!! We're going to fight this war! This is nothing worth dying fooooor!” She rushed forward to burst through the numbers and reached out for her cousin.

The soldiers swarmed her, swiftly engulfing the demi-goddess in their armoured bodies to get control of her and take her.

Her roars and grunts to fight through could be heard amongst them as she pushed to try and get out to get to him.

“Why fight it? This is your home. You’re a soldier in the mortal world but could be a queen here.” Viral purred.

A silence fell from her as the soldiers seemed to be getting some control of her.

That was short lived however as her dark phoenix burst through the mass. The edges of her wings, tail, talons and parts of her flame aura flaring with white hot positive energy causing the demons to burst into flames as it’s wings flared and dove for the cage.

Raven’s form inside the phoenix as she held the positive energies she could, her flesh was burning but she burst through the wickedly sharp bars and grabbed her cousin, flying off with him to the portal to the mortal world Sky had just opened.

The energies she was putting out to feed Syndrome were burning her very essence away but she had to get him to the surface. He was barely becoming conscious and was completely out of it.

Her vision blacked out and her body was now flying on momentum alone as the phoenix fizzled out and her wings glided the two of them to the ground, landing hard with a slide on his back and her laying on top like some twisted doll.

Her scorched arms still wrapped around Drome, refusing to let him go as her breathing was becoming too difficult for her completely burned body.

She heard Sky call her name as she slowly closed her eyes, mentally asking Drome to just let her rest there a bit.

Her eye’s completely shut as all consciousness fell away to blackness.

Description
In one of the quieter, more desolate parts of the Free Roamer base, a lone figure has made a quiet nook only he has access to since teaching himself some dark energy spells with help from the neutral god and the chaotic demi that he called his cousin.

They’d had another disagreement over a silly matter and he needed to get away before his energies flared and hurt her or any the numerous mortals all around him.

A tear fell from his green optic as he looked into the mirror in front.

His silver was faded to grey and bits were even turning black like cracks snaking their way to his core. His once beautiful quad wings once luminous and glowing pure were dark and burnt as if they were coals. The feathers sickly and scarce like a dying pigeons.

Above his image stood Viral, gripping his claws into the mechs shoulders. The black mechs green circuit markings glowing intensely as he smirked at the one glorious god.

“This is for the best, Kyros. You don’t want to burn them, do you?”

Syndrome cringed and nodded apprehensively.

He heard her calling for him over the private channel and turned off his internal comm to block her out. He wasn’t ready to hear her voice just yet. He knew ignoring her would upset her more since she didn’t have much sense and didn’t realize things she said often could hurt, but he needed the distance.

He cringed with a sharp hiss as his frames new dark energy taking over burned at him again as his father once again called for him.

He refused to go back right now after the last few years of him sending soldiers to destroy his cousin and Titorun, the two beings that would be around him for all of time when all the mortals around him died of old age or war and new generations took their place.

He was slipping further, but he was getting used to it and numbing it away as he tried to balance out his own energies.

He sighed and closed his optics as he stood up and turned on his personal hologram to look normal before turning and heading out towards her.

The ‘silver’ mech let out a gasp as his spark tightened like claws, just feeling his energies spike as she felt him appear out of his space before he fell into the shadow beneath him cast by the artificial light above head. His shout cut short as he exclaimed out.

Raven turned the corner as she picked up pace to find him to apologize for her stupidity again, she’d had time to think on what had happened and how hurt he was despite saying he was fine. His energies were off but only caught a glimpse of his energies returning before he swiftly vanished again.

Her eyes widened as she felt the hell realm open briefly and knew instantly it wasn’t just a coincidence. She was the gates, after all, her father couldn’t just hide that from her and he’d broken the locks the neutral being called Sky Shadow had set up.

She sent a ping to Sky briefly but had a portal open before the black angel mech could respond.

The gates, her father and his forces were fighting to keep her out while they remade Kyros to bring him into the family further. So despite her father’s strength she pushed through.

The coldness of the domain burned at her practiced and hard earned light energies, burning them away as she free fell, the voids wind whipping her brunette hair back like a short cape and her wings angled to control her fall like a bullet before she finally spread them to stop the fall to a glide. The domain changed the Vore created metal wings to her demonic angel wings .

Her glowing amaranth eyes narrowed as she surveyed the vastness for where he was. He still had a glimmer of light in this darkness after all… dying as it was as a flicker.

She spotted that flicker in the distance in her fathers castle.

Raven, taking on her demoness form with it’s hellish armour, flew off straight for it, calling out. “DROME!!”

Demonic soldiers responded to her call, roaring as they flew at her in hordes to slow her and take their runaway princess captive to bring to her father.

She wouldn’t go without a fight as that’s what her mother contributed to her creation; stubbornness and a strong sense of retribution. They wouldn’t be taking her to her cousin so they had to perish as she fought intensely against them with the blades buried amongst her black feathers and the arm blades that slide from her arm bracers.

She spun mid air to throw the remaining ones off and headed as quickly as she could to that flickering light, fighting the demons as they crossed her path.

She finally found the room he was caged in, seeing his form, seeing him giving in to the darkness with Viral and an army of demons protecting the darkening angels unconscious form..

Landing on the balcony leading to the room she walked in.

“Viral, what are you doing?” She asked, eyeing the artificial mech through the crowd.

“Helping Kyros, of course.” He said smuggly.

“Looks more like you’re helping yourself.” She eye’d some new marks on the black clone of Syndrome that glowed red instead of his green around his optics. His form was becoming solid as Syndromes light faded and darkened to black energy.

“Can’t we help each other?” Viral raised a black optic ridge as more demon soldiers swarmed around the balcony, weapons aimed for the dark princess. “He doesn’t want to hurt people he ‘loves’ anymore. He won’t hurt you anymore.”

“Syndrome! Drome! Wake up. Don’t do this!” She called for him, looking over the army towards Kyros’ cage. “Don't let it take your soul!! Look at me! Take control!! We're going to fight this war! This is nothing worth dying fooooor!” She rushed forward to burst through the numbers and reached out for her cousin.

The soldiers swarmed her, swiftly engulfing the demi-goddess in their armoured bodies to get control of her and take her.

Her roars and grunts to fight through could be heard amongst them as she pushed to try and get out to get to him.

“Why fight it? This is your home. You’re a soldier in the mortal world but could be a queen here.” Viral purred.

A silence fell from her as the soldiers seemed to be getting some control of her.

That was short lived however as her dark phoenix burst through the mass. The edges of her wings, tail, talons and parts of her flame aura flaring with white hot positive energy causing the demons to burst into flames as it’s wings flared and dove for the cage.

Raven’s form inside the phoenix as she held the positive energies she could, her flesh was burning but she burst through the wickedly sharp bars and grabbed her cousin, flying off with him to the portal to the mortal world Sky had just opened.

The energies she was putting out to feed Syndrome were burning her very essence away but she had to get him to the surface. He was barely becoming conscious and was completely out of it.

Her vision blacked out and her body was now flying on momentum alone as the phoenix fizzled out and her wings glided the two of them to the ground, landing hard with a slide on his back and her laying on top like some twisted doll.

Her scorched arms still wrapped around Drome, refusing to let him go as her breathing was becoming too difficult for her completely burned body.

She heard Sky call her name as she slowly closed her eyes, mentally asking Drome to just let her rest there a bit.

Her eye’s completely shut as all consciousness fell away to blackness.