(CLOSED)Crepusculumians of the Carribean.

[Xïza Tyrmond]

On a small deserted island, a portal created by a evil ex-Archangel, shot out a man in a black cloak, with blue hair. He landed on his feet, on the crisp sand. He looked around.

[Grim Dagger]

Then soon followed another blue haired man, he flipped expertly landing on his feet glancing at Xisa.

"Xisa, was the portal supposed to do that?"

[Xïza Tyrmond]

"No, Grim, it is not suppose to do that." He said with no emotion. "I wonder who else landed here."

[Grim Dagger]

Grim tried o spot any type of civilization.

"I hope that orange haired kid comes so I can battle him again....." Grim said clenching his fist.

[Xïza Tyrmond]

"Andy... There is nothing special about him, beside that mask." He said remember the time he fought against him.

[glitters]

Not too far away a smaller, feminine figure appeared walking along the sandy beach. As the figure came closer, it revealed itself to be Jasmine Loque...alone.

The blonde-headed girl looked about her surroundings cautiously. She hadn't seen anyone, either who seemed to belong to this island or from Yeligar's group. She tried to keep calm, it wouldn't do well for her to panic or else she'd never find help.

"A-Andy? Andy!......Kouichi? Kouji...?" she called out, squeezing her thick bag strap and then pausing when she saw two manly figures ahead of her.

"Andy!" she called out to them and started to jog ahead, but as she came closer she slowed down and her heartbeat picked up pace. She recognized the blue hair, at least on the one man.

She started to slowly back away from them.

[Xïza Tyrmond]

Xïsa turned his head and saw Jasmine. "Hello, Jasmine, All alone?" He then turned to Grim, "Kill her."

[Grim Dagger]

Grim looked at Xisa then at Jasmine, he walked to her trying to figure out her power was she an expert at hand combat? Blade master perhaps? Something strong if she was one of the heroes.

"Alright little girl, show me your powers."

[glitters]

Uhoh.

'You have to think, Jasmine, and quick!' she thought, keeping her eyes on the men and still backing away.

"I-I am not alone!" Jasmine lied, trying to put on a brave face, "just because Andy isn't with me doesn't mean I'm all by myself!"

Okay, but seriously? She needed a plan. Now. What did she have? She could maybe fix up a few things if she could get away but at the moment she did not have enough time. She reached into her bag, her heart thudding loudly in her chest - this was so scary. It wouldn't have been so bad on Crepusculum, she had the gods on her side to help her out.

But on Earth with almost no magic? VERY BAD.

Her hand rested on the familiar shape of one of her explosive potions. She had put it in a funnily-shaped jar, thin and wavy, as holding it in one large, bulky form could be disastrous if it dropped accidentally. It was still very dangerous if thrown harshly, though.

She gave a warning look to Grim. "Stay away from me..."

And from the bag she drew her hand and potion and tossed it at his face. If she saw that it hit, then she'd turn and run like hell.

[Grim Dagger]

Grim's eyes widened as it flew to his face, he threw up his hand letting it take the blow, it was in fact bleeding but at the word of Andy he suddenly felt no pain.

So this is the girl who was with Andy... this is going to be fun.

"Fine then,!" he put up his hand, "Cero."

The blue wave shot from Grim's hand right at Jasmine.

[glitters]

Jasmine's eyes widened in horror as her probably most powerful potion on hand did almost nothing to Grim. He was injured, but he sure as hell did not look like he cared in the least.

Just as he easily masked his pain, she tried to mask her fear but to no avail. Jasmine was cowering, and shuddered slightly as she took a couple more steps back.

'Don't panic, Jasmine! Don't panic. What would your mother do? What would Andy do?'

The next second Jasmine threw up a simple barrier, blocking her entirely from Grim at the moment. She screamed, turned on her heel, and ran as fast as she could to get away from him, diving into the nearby brush the moment she could to try to give a more complicated chase. As it were, she'd run forward and he'd easily catch up.

With any luck, a little zigzagging pattern for him to follow would throw him off a little.

'Run, Jasmine! RUN!!!'

[Grim Dagger]

Grim ran ahead of her standing in front.

"Tell me, how much does Andy like you?" He had a devilish smile on his face.

[glitters]

Jasmine let out a shriek again as she was cut short of her escape route, nearly falling over.

"That's none of your business, why does it even matter to you?!" Jasmine shook, digging frantically in her bag while keeping an eye up at Grim, "but you're best to leave right now or else you'll be in a ton of trouble with him!"

She could only find her knife. A small dagger, extremely sharp. She used it to quickly remove clothing from patients, to make incisions in the skin, to work on ingredients for potions and spells. She pulled it out and pointed it at Grim as threateningly as she could with shaking hands.

[Grim Dagger]

"Well, you see Andy and I don't get along and if he treasures you... then I must have you, dead or not." he took out his sword, "go ahead and swing, the moment you do I'll swing back... and don't worry the more angry he is against me the better!"

[glitters]

Jasmine stared up at Grim, completely unsure of what she should do now. She tried to think of what her friends would have all done.
Well, she was sure that Andy would have tried to hit him anyway, but he was fast and could figure out how to block an attack and deliver one at the same time.

She remembered back before they found the Sumata at the Niagara Falls, what Lana had said to her.

'...It's because you're easy to push around - do you know what men do to women like that? Learn how to hit someone, kid.'

She didn't know how to hit anyone, not like a real fighter. Or at least a smart one. Jasmine held the knife tightly yet, knowing that as long as she held her weapon he held his.

'He'll try to kill you anyway, even if you give up. He wants to see Andy upset. Do you give him that satisfaction?'

Jasmine's thoughts quickly drifted back to her mother, and all the times Hala Loque had to deal with men like Grim and Xisa, coming into the house and pulling weapons on her. She had no weapons of her own but her own brains in her head. She had to know what she was doing, living like that for over sixteen years.

Jasmine wished she could be like that...as brave as her mother...

Slowly her trembling stopped and the blade of her knife drooped. She could feel her heart slowing down, she relaxed.
The knife fell out of her hands and to the ground by Grim's feet.

"Can we talk?" was all she said.