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[center][h2][u][i][color=ed1c24]Chapter One:[/color] [color=black]Artifact[/color][/i][/u][/h2][/center]
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He laid nearly lifeless as his friends tried to bring him back from, whatever had happened to him. Even Isabel lifted him up and got him to his feet for only long enough before they fell once more, this time Sabastian landing even harder then when he fell the first time. But the others did not know what was going on, the others did not know the eternal struggle being fought within his own subconscious. A beast had been set loose. One of nothing but raw, unsurpassed, uncontrolled rage. It was angry, it wanted something. Something it had been wanting since Lucifer had taken power...Revenge.
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[center][h3][b][u][color=black]In the Dark Abyss of the Subconscious[/color][/u][/b][/h3][/center]

Wrath had made its way over to where the boy had entered. With a low growl it reeled back three massive right fists and slammed them against the wall with a thunderous crack. Dust and debris from the sealed entrance cracked and began to crumble apart. The beast roared once again, reeling back for a second blow. 

[i]'CRACK! CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK'[/i] Another roar echoed through the chamber as the onslaught of Wrath bombarded his ancient temple of isolation. Then-

[color=black]Freedooooommmm...[/color] The demon of wrath's flame filled sockets glistened with satisfaction as he saw the light at the end of the tunnel, the light that lead back to Sabastian's conscious, the light to the living. Placing all six arms within the crevice that had been created by raw emotion, its muscles flexed as the crevice crumbled into a full opening. A large hallway, old and decrepit were polite to say the least, the only source of light being that which would bring Wrath back into the world. His steps rumbled the ground, each one dropping small debris and dust from above.

[color=black]"I am anger, I am fury, I am rage...I am...Wrath"[/color] And with that he roared, louder than ever before, his freedom was sealed, thanks to a wretched mortal child and his God given free will. This simple trip would turn into an adventure for the ages, that is, if Sabastian could survive it.
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[center][h3]Hell Hath no Fury Like True Fury[/h3][/center]
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Outside of Sebastian's tormented mind a battle had begun. His friends had began to fight off what was only the tip of the hellish iceberg they were about to descend into. As Jake fought, some of the others had begun to join in. Milo, one of his dearest friends had begun to take on a transformation of sorts, screaming in pain from the burning sensation. 

[i][color=ed1c24]I-I need to help them..Wha-What's going on!? I gotto get up...Get up....Get up...GET UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!"[/color][/i]

Then, nearly loud enough for the entire underworld to hear, a roar like nothing ever heard before sprung out of Sebastian's mouth as he arched his back upward subconsciously, his eyes shot open, flaming crimson sclera engulfed his eyes as unnatural veins made themselves known around his temple down to his neck. Suddenly, fire sprung out of the amulet and shot to the ground and when they hit they spread with almost sentient intent. A [url=http://pre08.deviantart.net/71eb/th/pre/i/2012/340/7/c/sin_symbol_wrath_by_larsjack-d5n7tnu.jpg]symbol[/url] forming on the ground underneath the white-haired boy. His body began to rise in an unnatural way. his feet remained planted as the rest of him rose up. This soon was accompanied by four audible cracks as his jacket tightened around the front of his body. The back of the jack had something moving underneath, threatening to pierce through the fabric.

[i]Riiiip[/i]

And so it did, four other arms shot out of the back, ripping the red jacket. Sebastian's body began to form glowing red indents, lines attached to circles that were embellished with latin. If their one friend could read it, it summarized up to one thing and one thing only. Wrath. He fell forward into a kneeled position, roaring with a voice and tone that not even animals could achieve. Flames ignited from the ground as pure anger, hatred, rage filled the air. Some of the charging demons stopped and hesitated as the now possessed Sebastian slammed all six fists onto the ground, caving in the earth immediately in front of him, sending cracks all around him as large chunks of ground shot up into the area and pieces of earth turned upward, recreating the landscape in front of them. Slamming the ground again he slowly stood. A off-setting smile of satisfaction etched onto his face as he looked toward the horde of the damned with excitement...And then towards his friends.

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He turned back to the horde and his smile of satisfaction disappeared expeditiously as it was replaced with rage. He roared once more before he ran 10 feet and lept high, HIGH into the air. Fists balled he came down with tremendous force. The demons in his direct vicinity were turned to ash from the explosive force as he landed. Others were hit with debris and turned to a pink mist from their fallen comrades' body parts while those on the outside were sent flying. 

[i][b]"GET HIM! GET ANIMO-"[/b][/i] Before it could even finish its command, six inhumanly strong hands gripped it. Two gripped the face, two on the arms and two on the torso. Its body caved in like putty as Sebastian pulled with a sickening squelch the demon was torn to bits, splattering against its demonic ally's face. Taking the remaining lower torso, he heaved it up like a war club and brought it down upon another's head, sending said head just below its shoulders, its cry of pain silenced by the gurgling of blood. Then a second blast of fire, the heat could be felt back with his friends. He continued his onslaught, Wrath's roar echoing through the forsaken place.

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