[colour=LightCoral][center][h1]Syona Alaz[/h1][/center][/colour]

What an amusing plaything this Jane girl was. Syona would never remember any of this. No, it was time for Alaz to play. The lightning struck, and the girl did not flinch. Her face was instead alit brightly with a wide smile; the cruelty and mischief fully open - displaying a creature with no sense nor comprehension of reality. That searing heat. That glorious burning smell. That scorching white light.

It was all so perfect.

The heat of the battle, the raging adrenaline, every sense and synapse screaming at once in a desperate bid for control. What Alaz would do to feel this more often! The very idea of such a sensation at every turn, event, was a kick in of itself. But... The floor was gone. The demon sat staring upwards, bottom to the ground, as Jane unleashed her hellfury. 

And there it was [i]again![/i]

This sense of dread, a claustrophobic fear, the oncoming storm of fear. THIS was the fear of being killed! THIS was the fear of the forthcoming. It was addictive; oh so very addictive, there was no getting enough, no rehab. No detox. Those eyes! The eyes of death and destruction! That overwhelming power!

But it all didn't fit this girl... Why did she have so much power? And more importantly, what was that Angel doing? Alaz had been alive since the dawn of creation; the First Gods. She had seen the Angels of old, the old races, battles hard won and lost. Every generation to date. And she remember them all. Every last detail Harolak had ever recorded, every last cultural difference. 

She had seen the Angels of every creator. The corrupted ones used to be few and far between... Were they a lot more common now? Oh well... The form flickered and vanished, appearing behind the Angel for a second.
[colour=LightCoral]"I like the lightshow~"[/colour] and then she vanished. The form appeared exactly where it was before, facing Jane. Her hand reached into her skirt, and pulled out a single, vibrant, deep blue crystal. It pulsated and glowed with a sickening, evil blue that radiated through the air. And the crystal was tiny; about the same size as the nail on her little finger. 

[colour=LightCoral]"Firecracker?"[/colour] her voice called over the ripping energy and the thunderous blasts. But it didn't reach the girl on the Edge, [colour=LightCoral]"These are rare, you know. I have the last of them. [i]Magnos Crystals.[/i] Oblivion exclusive, I'm afraid. But I really didn't wanna use em. Too bad :P"[/colour]

Alaz twisted her fingers. The crystal crunched and shattered; cracking under the weight of both the fingers of the demons and the slight amount of light she applied. And it began. If the destructive force of Jane was powerful, this was on another level.

The objects surrounding warped and twisted - slowly the structures bending out of shape and beyond recognition. Electronic devices within miles malfunctioned and shattered, beyond repair. Metal crumbled. The very ground warped and shifted in the force of the electromagnetic field it released.

And then came the flash.

A bright light, brighter than that of a star, emanated out in all directions - illuminating the night in for miles. Everything mixed with a resounding, thunderous boom of non-destructive but immense proportion. But that wasn't enough, was it? Because Alaz no longer sat where she was; her form obfuscated by the blinding light. Instead, she had teleported again.

If last time was called a sucker-punch, this time it was an assassination of non-lethal magnitude. Her leg connected directly with the girls jugular, with enough force to knock the wind out of a fully grown man. The moment she connected, more light constructs of an incredible density bound the girls arms and legs.

The second they were fixed in place, Alaz grabbed her by the arm.
[colour=LightCoral]"Brace!"[/colour] The world turned upside down. Everything went black with a kind of static, and an overwhelming nausea filled the Edge girls' body. 

A cross city teleportation. The two landed atop a building, far away from the theatre, at the edge of a forest. The demon simply let Jane fall as they landed, walking over to the side with a grin.
[colour=LightCoral]"So, Firecracker, you gonna tell me what I wanna know? [b]Edge.[/b] Can you take me to them? I don't work with the Scientists, if thats what you worry your panties about."[/colour]

This was going to take a while, wasn't it...

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[colour=SlateGray][center][h2]Jason "Echo" Reed[/h2][/center][/colour]

Holy shit! What the actual fuck?! Why were they flying?! The dragon could have just LEFT him in the coffee shop, instead of playing Puff the Magic Fucking Dragon! He couldn't help but grip the other girl on the way. When he was told to let go, instinctively he didn't. Flying without safety? Were these people actually insane?!

It was probably shock, but at first he didn't register the girl speaking. It was only after he looked up to see her standing over him that he realised she was talking to him. What did she want, his name? ID number? Fucking pin number?! 

Probably name.

[colour=SlateGray]"Uh, Jason... Jason Reed."[/colour] he stood up off the ground, brushing away the dirt and his shattered pride from being thrown off the back of a dragon onto his arse. Christ, there was never a break... [colour=SlateGray]"Soo... A Dragon, body builder and megaphone walk into a forest..."[/colour]

[center]EVERYBODY IS INCLUDED, BUT MAINLY: [@Unknown100][@Orlan][@Blackpanther][@Wick][@Zhaliora][/center]