Such meaningless things...I'll destroy them all!

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Characters:  Kefka, Vincent Valentine (Chaos)
Progress: Incomplete
Summary:  The White God and a demon of destruction cross paths
Location:  Near Lindblum (around Qu's Marsh?)
Date:  August 1, 1804
Warnings: Violence. Insanity?

Chaos circled in the air high above the city of Lindblum, glaring down at the metropolis. It was the place where the demon had awoken, and Chaos would have liked nothing better than to start its task by destroying the place. However, the city, while full of life, was also protected by strange things- ones that sealed away his power. The way they sealed away his power was like the protomateria that Chaos had once been trapped by, and yet different, and the demon hated the things already. The demon had gained freedom to do what it was supposed to, after so long- this opportunity could not be taken away from it. It would not let itself be sealed away again. It would have destroyed the place already, if it were not for the presence of those things. The Rooks were on the alert, and were careful to move to block him from entering the city.

Finally, the demon had grown frustrated, and had flown off away from the city. Instead, it had landed in the nearby marsh, and was destroying every living thing it could find there. The city could be taken care of later, when the weak creatures had lowered their guard. For now, it would take out its anger on the area around it, creating a truly impressive display of destruction and rage.

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Little did Chaos know, that a white clown god was following his trail eagerly looking at the destruction and ruin it was causing. Smiles and low laughter emerged from him as he saw such a feat. Of course blind rage and destruction were something he loved, but the fact that the demon left Lindblum made the God somewhat...sad.

Watching the demon fly he raised his hand up as high as he could, forming a large spire of ice in front of his target's way. Kefka wanted a chat with the man, and see how much destruction he could cause.

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The sudden pillar of ice in its path was the first sign Chaos had of another person's presence, and the demon dodged away from it with a hiss and a snap of its wings. It started to fly upward instead, to get out of range and to search for its attacker. Simple destruction had its place, but this was a challenge and a threat that required immediate attention.

The sound of laughter caught Chaos's attention, and it finally caught sight of Kefka, in his colorful glory. The demon snarled, then launched itself back at the man/God, fangs bared and Death Penalty raised at its target.

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Now a normal person would run at the fact that a demon from hell was pointing a large gun at them. But Kefka was not normal. If anything he just stood there with a cocky smirk on his face and clapped slowly.

"Bravo," stated the clown, "Bravo indeed, never have I seen such raw and destructive power come from one of you pathetic creatures. It's enough to make this poor fool cry." The twisted god walked over calmly and collect, as if he didn't fear the fact this thing could kill him. He shifted to the side beginning to walk around the demon, studying him and asked, "Tell me...are you enjoying your reign of nightmares and horrors in Gaia...Vince was it? It was a name that was dispatched on the video post, whether that was his name or not was of little relevance.

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The demon growled angrily at the mention of its host, and lashed out at Kefka with wings and a clawed hand, in turn watching Kefka's circling with yellow eyes. "Chhaosss." The demon hissed, irritated at being compared to its host. For such a fearless man, he was blind. Could he not see the difference, the sheer span between Chaos's power and the abilities of the human that was his prizon? The man was treating the Weapon of the Lifestream with contempt that was grating and that would get the man killed, if he continued doing it for much longer.

Still, to be faced with no fear... this man was something new. Whether the man was foolhardy or powerful, Chaos was still intrigued enough to halt the wanton destruction in favor of curiosity. The man was a puzzle that Chaos had never encountered before, and complete destruction could wait until he had picked it apart.

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The wings knocked Kefka back who quickly got back up just in time to hear him state a delicious word. A mad laugh jumped out as he replied, "Chaos? Chaos!? Oh dear, that's what you are aren't you? Chaos itself...how delectable, how lovely, how fascinating."

However something inside of this thing told Kefka he wasn't the most stable he has met who wield such a power. A flicker of fire ignited in both the clown's hands. "Dearest Chaos, Lord of all destruction and bringer of death and mayhem. Show me what you got, show this God of Chaos what his spawn truly can do!"

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The man’s insane glee upon hearing that the demon was called Chaos was a warning, though barely. To react with laughter to such a statement spoke of a man not sane, perhaps a man with nothing left to lose. The sudden crackling rushing sound of fire confirmed it to the demon. The man had a death wish that Chaos was eagerly willing to grant.

When the man spoke, however, Chaos whirled around with a growling roar and fired the Death Penalty. This mere mortal dared to claim himself a God, and call Chaos his spawn. The very idea of it was simply insulting. Chaos found itself infuriated. It was a weapon of the Planet, a creation of the Lifestream, not a tool for simple mortals to toy with. The demon launched itself into the air, taking aim to fire again.

This fool would see the true power of a weapon of the planet before he died.

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The clown saw the bullet blast towards him as he used the power of his flames to try and slow down the bullet. The clown laughed evilly to himself and replied, "Alright then, my turn!"

Magic began to whirl around as both wind and fire took over and a cyclone of fire began to on the ground just below the demon. "Tell me, let's see if those wings of yours can withstand a firefight of it's own!" With that the wind launched the fire up towards the demon.

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That the man dodged the shots angered Chaos, and the demon lashed its wings strongly, gaining height and, hopefully, an advantage over the man. A simple mortal could not touch the demon at this height, or so it thought, but Chaos was used to the Planet, not to Gaia or the other worlds. It did not know of Kefka’s magic, so the sudden fire took the demon by surprise.

Chaos shrieked with anger and pain as the fire blasted across its wings. The demon dropped for a moment before spreading its wings again, flapping powerfully to move out of the way of the pillar of wind an flames. Once again the demon fired, setting off shots at the man in rapid succession before diving suddenly, aiming to score the man with the impressive claws adorning the demon’s left hand.

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Hearing the shriek sent a shiver down Kefka's spine, as a sadistic laugh cackled at it's pain, "Just as I thought WEAK! PATHETIC FLE-" Before he could finish, the bullets were whizzing towards him. Once again he called forth his fires as he blocked some of the bullets, however what he didn't anticipate was the claw of the beast directly to his chest, the rest of the bullets managed to strike his arms.

The clown jumped back clutching his wound and looked at the blood. This was a sight that Gaia had seen already. Kefka was not pleased with this turn of events. His laugh silenced, his eyes glared and his teeth were showing a despised scowl. The clown released his wound and unleashed a powerful Meltdown at the demon, added with jolts of Thunder.

I am so late on this. I'm sorry.

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As the clown’s laughter stopped and blood started to flow, Chaos bared its fangs in a vicious mockery of a smile, maliciously gleeful about having gotten its revenge for Kefka’s injuries of its wings, even if not all of the bullets had struck true. Seeing the clown’s expression change to anger was gratifying.

There wasn’t much time for gloating, though, as Kefka cast Meltdown and Thunder at the demon. Chaos hissed angrily, backwinging frantically in an attempt to avoid the spells. Chaos just barely dodged the brunt of the spell, but could not avoid it entirely- the demon was buffeted by the winds from the Meltdown, and hit directly by the Thunder. Electricity crackled across its skin, but even in the midst of that, the demon found the strength to lift the Death Penalty and fire again, dodging and flitting across the sky as the magic wore off.

It's cool

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Kefka was seeing pure rage as he teleported away from the bullet and relocated himself, closer to the demon. His thoughts were not of alliances or taking over the world. Now his sole purpose was to beat every inch of life from this thing. However the wound was still opened, as the mad clown ignored it.

Putting both his wrists together, he charged a large enough Flare and fired it directly at the beast. The wound sparked though as he felt his body yelling at him in pain.

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At the teleportation, Chaos snarled, movements jerky with rage. It lashed out with its wings, pumping to gain height. Rage colored every movement the demon made. This mad- another mere mortal- had dared to challenge him, and he would not let the clown live. It had almost succeeded in gaining the height it wanted when the Flare was fired.

Chaos disappeared behind the explosive spell, with not even a sound from the creature. Everything was masked behind the energy of Kefka’s casting, and after several moments, the demon had still not appeared once more.

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Kefka saw the attack didn't connect and scanned everywhere for the sight of that demon. He was in pain, and the more pain he was in the more he was angry. He looked up at the heavens and shouted with all his might, "Is that it!? Is that all the mighty Chaos is!? A coward who hides in front of his maker!? Answer me you lowly creature!"

He doubled over in pain again as he grabbed a potion from his robes and began to drink it, replenishing his health.

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The Demon gave no verbal response to Kefka's shrieked insults. It did not appear before him with a snarl of anger and gun blazing, not even when Kefka began to drink the potion in order to heal his wounds. Head-on tactics are not getting the demon far in this battle, so it has decided to try something else for the moment.

Instead, Chaos is diving at Chaso from behind, streamlining itself, to attempt to escape notice until the last possible moment, fangs bared in a silent smile. As soon as it is close enough, Chaos raises the gun, and fires once more, straight at Kefka's head.

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The shot echoed firing off a round towards Kefka's head and nailing his target. But Kefka narrowly managed to escape a kill shot, but lost an ear was shot in the process. Blood dripped from the side of Kefka's head as he jumped back glaring at him in complete and utter hatred of him. The clown finally had enough and raised his hand outward and commanded loudly, "Ultima!"

However, the command had no affect as he saw nothing vaporize in his sight. The one crutch Kefka had, was lost to this.

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Even this tactic had failed- the shot had not missed, but it had not done the damage that Chaos had wanted or expected it to. The infernal clown was still alive, after all, even as the blood painted the side of his face into a gruesome picture. And already, the man was raising his hand to cast another spell, one that probably would not miss this time.

Yet somehow, the spell did not miss- because there was no spell from Kefka, at long last. Chaos powered forward toward Kefka, aiming to slam into the man, with his taloned hand outstretched to reach for Kefka’s heart.

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Kefka couldn't react fast enough, the wounds on his chest and ears cause a slight weakness and sluggishness to his reflexes. The hand reached deep into Kefka's heart as a jolt of unsurpassed pain flooded him.

His head fell as he went silent, however it didn't last long, as a slow laughter came out from the clown. Weakly he stated, "I see...so Chaos truly has come? But not for that which I wished killed..." He laughed some more before looking at him and stating, "I hate prolonged speeches, so do me a favor and finish this!"

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“Die,” the demon hissed, before complying with Kefka’s request and tightening its hand, ignoring the slick blood. The demon watched dispassionately for a long moment to make sure that the mage died completely. He drew his scarlet-coated hand away from the man’s chest, letting the body drop to the middle of the area it had destroyed. Then, raggedly, even wearily, it rose into the air once more, flying away from Kefka’s corpse.

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The life of this mad clown flashed before his very eyes, as his body fell to the ground. His breath became shallow and slow. This was something he couldn't believe, something he ignored, something he thought could never and would never happen to a entity such as himself. He...was dying.

Turning to the side, he noticed his phone managed to drop out and hit a record button. The clown made his dramatic speech (http://community.livejournal.com/mooglenet/383215.html), before his final breaths were exhausted from his body as he lay on the ground, motionless, exhausted of all life, all thought faded to black. The mad laughter had finally been put to a silence