*Duragon still sat at the bar not really moving nor looking at anything imparticular. He had then seen Hiro on the move, Hiro was indeed fast so fast that Duragons demon eyes were only able to see a blur as Hiro moved.Hiro and kalika had then went into another place, and still Duragon just sat onto of a barstool and let his mind wonder.
He continued this untill he felt ticonious, as soon as he felt the necromancer Duragon finaly stood up on his feet. As soon as he was on his feet he leaned over the bar and his right hand began to search for a bottle, after a moment of this he grabed a bottle and stood up stright. He then looked down at the bottle in his right claw like hand only to see he had grabed a bottle of scotch. He then opened the bottle and took a quick drink, he then lowwered the bottle from his cold black lips and throw it to the ground. He then raised his head up and in a loud powerful voice spoke*

Necromancer, we can all feel you. Stop playing games and make yourself appear already

*Nothing great happened. The clouds above began to grow restless, as if forming into a storm. The storm was symbolic yes....but sadly it was a dead give away the one of Set's powerful minions would appear. The inside of the bar where Duragon, Valron, and a few mortals sat grew cold. The lights also dimmed as wispers were quickly heard. All of the sudden, a voice spoke out from the shadows.

"I assume you know why I'm here demon."

*Ticonious has formed in the shadows of the bar. The High Priest stood beside a table. The man drinking looked up and in shock fell back from the chair. The Necromancer had his hood drawn to cover his beautiful face. The figure stood tall with his crimson robe and cape falling straight down. The only thing that could be seen from under the robe was the black metal covered leather gloves and sholder garments. Within his left hand, the High Priest held his golden staff. Slowly turning his head to the drunk who had fallen from his seat, the Necromancer spoke in mockery.

"So funny.....the lower beings that is. They try so hard to avoid life by drowning their sorrows. Pathetic."

*Ticonious pointed to the man with his right hand and then pointed to the door. The man's body suddenly was lifted by unholy powers and thrown through the doors. Lowering his hand, Ticonious looked back at Duragon and Valron beside him. The hooded figure chuckled as he looked about the room and saw the other humans looking in horror upon the dark necromancer.

"All of you are sheep to the slaughter......trust me, before this night is done you will either come to serve me and my master or you will die."

*Fixing his hooded gaze upon Duragon once more.

"Dark Lord has given you enough time.........what do you have to report?"

*Duragons gazes narrowed at Ticonious, he disliked the necromancer and all that he stood for but still he knew it was the power of the necromancer that had reasembled his body and Duragon knew that Ticonious could probably destroy it as fast as he had made it.*

I can not report anything Ticonious I have still not been able to speak with Valron, but I do know that Hiro is back among us and that is all that I can tell you at this moment

*A few breathless moments passed as Ticonious stood dark and silent. His rage could be smelled, and futhermore (and far worse) the rage of his Dark Lord could be felt as the air itself grew icy and hard. The Necromancer balled up his right fist and looked to the Angel, then back to Duragon.

"Fine, I'll clear the room and give the three of us time to talk........"

*Ticonious then in a fit of rage quickly re-opened his right hand as lighting bolts shot forth from his hand straight down into the floor. The floor boards began to shake as the smell of death filled the air. The floor then burst open and what appeared to be zombies started to pour out of the black pit. The undead minions moved with speed as they rushed towards every mortal in the room. The drunks tried to fight but they were easily over-taken by the dark powers. The ghouls has taken every man and pulled them into the deep, dark pits from which they came. As the last of the ghouls left into the pits, the floor once again reformed. Ticonious looked at Valron and spoke harshly.

"Do not worry Angel, you could not have saved them. Besides, I did not lie.....they are going to serve my master. They will suffer a slow and painful death by being torn apart by the ghouls and afterwards they will rise and become ghouls themselves."

*The Necromancer took a few steps forward to where he stood in one of the few bright lights left in the bar.

"Listen very carefully master Valron, I do not want to have to repeat myself. Where is the Amulet?"

"Well then Ticonious remind me to give them quick painless deaths next time we might meet."

*Valron shook his head slowly back and forth. So Set has once again started to make a play for power. So sad really. But really it was only a matter of time before it happened. Duragon apparently was under the command of Set, again. And Ticonious was the slave he has always been to his masters ways. Well thats how it seems to go these days. No rest for the weary.*

"Ticonious, so nice to see you again. How is set doing? I hear he has a bit of the cold and seems under the weather. Well whatever it is I hope he is doing just fine. And how are you doing? Well I hope."

*Valron smiled, he knew that he could stall for a little while before he would actually have to tell Ticonious anything important.*

"Now dont get impatient Ticonious, all will come in good time. I just wish to talk for awhile. Have a nice chit chat. It seems that since me and your master are always at each others throats we really haven't ever had a chance to really talk and get to know each other. It would be a nice thing to do once in the while."

*Valron smiled as he telepathically sent out a message to any being he could think might help him in the city. It was simple and direct.*

Any being of a friendly attitude towards me this message is being directed towards you. There are a few problems going down in a bar called the bourbon on Sixty Third. I could use some assistance please. Thank you, Valron. Oh and Hiro if you hear this you would be a guest of honor at this little 'party'.

*After he sent that out he gestured over to a table and pulled out chairs for Ticonious and Duragon to sit with him. Valron sat down with a smile and waited for them to join him.*

*The Necromancer's mind, powered by Set itself, heard Valrons message. The hooded figure moved closer to the Angel until he was nearly four feet away. His breath made steam in the cold as he spoke.

"Your time grows thin Master Valron.....your enemies are gathering up force again. Not just the Dark Lord, but Lucifer as well......it will only be a matter of time before the Eternal Conflict once again burns it's way into this world."

*The darkness under the crimson hood was suddenly destroyed as the two eyes of the High Priest began to glow with purple lighting. Shortly afterward, both hands shared the same change as lighting began to move about them.

"I am in no mood to play mind games mighty Valron......but instead I give you the pledge of his Lordship. If you don't tell me where the jewel is then I will personally see to it that every man, woman, and child on this realm is destroyed.......given as a blood offering to Set the Great. That should speed up his ascention wouldn't you think?"

*The room was filled with evil. It could not be described, only felt. It was then Ticonious looked the beautiful angel in the eyes once more and spoke harshly.

"Now, I shall not ask again.............where is the Amulet?"

*Duragon had heard the message that was sent out but it had caused him little concern. He knew that only a hand full of beings on this realm could really bring any harm onto him and most of them were two far away to get here.The only two at the moment that Duragon saw as formidible foes were Valron and Hiro, for Duragon knew that both of them were stronger then he was at this moment and they would always be stronger then he was as long as he was still in the man made demon body that he had been imprisioned in.

Duragon had sat down across the table from Valron, and from there he watched as Ticonious began his threats and his damands, to Duragon this was like watching a repeat of an old show. He knew already what was going to happen but still he sat there wiating to see what would happen, in a way he wished that this time would be a bit different from the others and hopfully for once ticonious would get the amulet which he had been tring to get for some time now.

Duragon still sat there not saying a word, wondering if his predictions would come true*

"Smart boy. I tip my hat to you angel, you catch on quicker than I thought." pacing the room slightly, she motions toward a chair.

"Do sit down. This may take a while."

Clearing her throat, she begins to speak, the youthful edge in her voice gone now replaced with one of great wisdom.

"Thousands of years ago, there was an Egyptian family that had Hebrew slaves. The youngest of the Egyptians was called Nokomis, after the great goddess of wisdom. The child grew and she became close friends with the slave girl, Miriam. Miriam was an odd child, considering she had the sight, she never once showed any inclination proving she had her powers.

That all changed when Nokomis' father murdered the High Priestess of Nokomis, for her lack of interest in his sexual prowess.For he was a married man, you see.

This had angered Miriam, a child no older than ten, to a great extent. Nokomis' father, fearing the child would tell of his adulterous ways, planned to kill the child. Nokomis, hearing of this plot, attempted to save Miriam, by taking her to a caravan that travelled to Nubia.

Her father cut them off at the edge of town saying that 'The child with the sight must die'. Jumping in the way of her father's blade, Nokomis sacrificed her life to help her friend.

Then something odd happened, Miriam began to change. Age abnormally fast. Soon she grew to her actual height. It was the goddess Nokomis herself.

Restoring the child back t her living form, she avenged her priestess' death, killing the man before her. Thanking the child for her sacrifice, she honored her with a gift, the pendant that is known now as the Amulet of Nokomis.

Since that day, all females in the family have been named after a goddess of wisdom, no matter what the language to honor the great goddess Nokomis.

This amulet is able to summon not only Nokomis, but every god and goddess that the master wishes. Only those in the bloodline are able to control this mighty power. My mother, the angel Pallas Athene, a Dark Angel owned this power.

However, she was slayed while in her human form and the amulet was stolent from her. As the next in line to recieve this awesome treasure, I have to find it. Or else I must sacrifice my life to make this power dormant again. I need your help locating it. I ask this of you because I consider you a good friend and you are the only one I can trust.

So are you in?"

Hiro snorted, his eyes narrowing. "If I hear more rubbish about these stupid gods and goddesses I'll kill myself." Hiro walked a little ways, stopping to face his hostess. "I don't go on pointless journeys, and I don't do favors. If there's someone you need killed, come to me. If there's something you need killed, come to me. But dont' ask me to tag along."

*Valron smiled grimly. Well so much for casual conversation. It was obvious that Valron knew something of the amulet, but just what exactly he did know was unable to be seen.*

"Well Ticonious you strike a hard deal. Everyone on this world or the amulet's location. To bad I don't know exactly where it is. After I opened the portal the lack of energy knocked me unconscious. When I awoke the amulet and Maruis where gone."

*Valron shrugged and smiled towards Ticonious. It was fairly obvious that that was the truth, but not the whole truth. The reality of the matter was something much more deeper than that. But for now Valron's mouth was shut and his eyes were watching Ticonious' reaction.*

"Oh, and Ticonious, I wouldn't suggest killing everyone you know. There might be more dire consequences than you could even imagine."

*A small red dot flicked to life on Ticonious' well lit up forehead between his eyes as Valron's left hand held one of his two guns with its laser sight aimed. Valron took gauge of the situation in his mind. Two against one. Duragon would be a more immediate threat, but if Ticonious had time to chant a spell or focus his power he could be just as challenging. Valron was slightly uncertain if he could win this fight without some sort of help. In the back of his mind he just hoped that Hiro or someone else would come before to long.*

" I said I needed your help. Not for you to tag along. You act like I didn't give you a choice in the matter."

Propping her hands on her hips she angrily growls.

" I mean seriously, Would it kill you to be nice to anybody?"pausing slightly she mutters"Don't answer that."

" Look, ever since I've met you all I've tried to do is be nice to you. Could you even fathom returning the favor? Oh yeah, you don't do favors" she huffed. Muttering something to herself she sits down.

"I mean no harm. I mean no disrespect. But tell me just one good reason why I should help you. If you produce a valid reason, we can negotiate."

Hiro said, this time his voice more like an instructor than a jaded hater. He hunched down in front of the beautiful young lady, gazing up into her eyes with his own light-dark orbs. His eyes were as if he were smiling, full of kindness, even though his lips betrayed no emotion other than his hard animosity.

she appers from the shadows with a wonderful mist around her with the sweet sent of vanilla.
She walks over to Hiro with a grin on her face and a shap eyes that cuts thore to his mind .
With a sarcastic voice she said
"Im glad i could find you Demon , I wanted to let you know about my return "
The grind on her face becomes wider .
Turns to lady on Hiros Side "Good eve"

*Zeke listened in his headset to Death rattle off to him on what the police were saying over the radio.*

"A local bar named the thirty Third has had some sort of shootout or attack in it made by some madman. There appear to be two others with him inside. The police have surrounded the building and had started to try to initiate a conversation with the people inside." Death told him.

"Gotcha. I'm going to go check it out. Tell Famine and see if he can come around to help. Also get Conquest to take care of the media attention. I can feel some big powers being thrown around there like kids with nukes so I don't feel exactly safe with sleepers swarming it."

"Understood Zeke. We'll take care of it."

*Zeke cranked his motorcycles handles, causing it to speed up. He wove in and out of heavy traffic going nearly eighty. Soon he could hear the sirens of the cops and he could see the barrier they had put up. Zeke just gunned his engine and flew off towards the barrier. He heard the cops start to yell for him to stop and that this was a restricted area. Zeke rode through some of the yellow caution tape and flew past the cops. He let go of the gas and slammed his break. As his motorcycle skidded to a halt he jumped off and ran into the building, diving as a few bullets flew past his head.*

*Zeke had heard Valron's message that was sent out. He knew nothing of the man, but could sense that some bad crap was going down. And boy was he right. When he rolled and stood up he looked at the people (and what was left of people) in the room.*

*The floor was broken open and in the dirt it appeared that a tunnel had collasped. There were some bodies laying around the bar, all of them maimed and broken open horribly. But off to the side was a single table that remained unharmed. Sitting at it was a man with brown hair and in a trenchcoat. Across from him was another who wore baggy clothing that seemed to hide all of his features. And standing over them was a man in a crimson robe with only black leather gloves and shoulder pads showing. The man had a golden staff in his hands. The man in the robes eyes where glowing with purple lighting as was his hands. Zeke took in his breath slightly when he saw this. A necromancer or a sorcerer of some sort.*

"Well I assume one of you three sent the message that I and almost every supernatural in this city could hear? Well which one of you was it? Speak up!"

*The new new being's coming had not shaken the mind of the Necromancer. Valron held his mortal life in his angelic hands yes, but Ticonious spoke harshly to this creature who had walked into the bar. His eyes never leaving Valron's.

"Ahh, and so another wishes to join the party...............so be it."

*The High Priest began to wisper something to himself, the wispering was cold and dark, much like that of the tounge spoken in the Black Lands themselves. Ticonious then closed his eyes, as if to pray, when suddenly.....with all the speed of darkness, the moisture within the air came together at one spot.....Valron's gun. The moisture was quickly turned to ice as the metal weapon was frozen solid. Ticonious opened his eyes and looked at Valron, this time speaking with a mixture of respect and apathy.

"Master Valron, you should know better than to try to hold me by mortal means..........."

*The High Necromancer then quickly maneuvered his golden staff to where it hit Valron's gun with one end and the back of his knee with the other. The weapon was shattered and Valron's stance weakened. With twist, the golden staff brought forth a great blade from it's tip. The blade itself was golden, and held to the brave angel's throat. Ticonious now turned his hooded gaze to this new-comer.

"By all means, you felt so kind to join us..........stay for a while."

*The doors behind Ravenfield slammed shut and were sealed by an unholy magic. The Necromancer looked down at Valron and with caution retracted the blade. He then took a few steps back and looked at Duragon with the understanding that the demon would watch Valron's every move. With this done, the High Priest to the Order of the Eye looked upon this being and simply grinned.

"Tell me my good man, what has brought you here? Was it Valron's message or just lady luck?"

" Miss, I mean no disrespect but,...WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE!?"
Kalika yelled angrily, looking the new arriver.Barely taking her eyes of the stranger, she growls at Hiro.

"If she is a friend of yours, tell her to get out while she still lives. I don't take kindly to people barging in my house, whatever the reason. And frankly this conversation is none of her business." Kalika tenses her arm in anger, restraining her self, remembering the consequences of rushing into the fight with Shenron.

"Miss, explain yourself and in a hurry."

*In Valron's head he wondered who this new arrival was, and if he would help him. Valron was mildly surprised as his gun was turned to a hunk of useless ice and then shattered destroyed. Valron knew that it would take a long time to make another custom pistol like that one, and he was not happy. Especially since he had a blade pressed against his throat for a few seconds. As Ticonious backed away and addressed the newcomer, Valron sent a message Zeke in his head.*

I am the person who contacted you among others. These two beings in front of us are working for evil and wish to get their hands on something that will not only destroy this world, but all others. If you would be so kind as to take care of the one with the staff then I can deal with the other one.

*As Valron said that he looked over to Duragon and watched his every move, knowing that to get to Ticonious he would have to go through him first. Valron thought to himself that he had at least one surprise in store for these two. As he thought that he chuckled lightly with a large grin on his face.*

*Zeke watched as the one with the staff quickly wove some sort of spell that froze the man who was being called Valron's gun and shattered it. Behind Zeke the door slammed shut and he could feel a dark magical force keeping it closed. Zeke grinned slightly knowing that he had come to the right place.*

"Ahh, and so another wishes to join the party...............so be it. Master Valron, you should know better than to try to hold me by mortal means........... By all means, you felt so kind to join us..........stay for awhile. Tell me my good man, what has brought you here? Was it Valron's message of just lady luck?" the man in the robe said to him.

I am the person who contacted you among others. These two beings in front of us are working for evil and wish to get their hands on something that will not only destroy this world, but all others. If you would be so kind as to take care of the one with the staff then I can deal with the other one. Zeke heard in his head, obviously coming from Valron.

"Well then, I would say that I have little choice in staying or leaving. And why am I here? A little bit of column A, a little bit of B. I just happened to be in the area when I heard that a madman had begun killing people in a bar. It was about that time that I heard the message. Oh by the way, you can call me Zeke."