Call To Judgement

[Dragon]

Alright, want to turn into a- Vai almost screamed as she felt something like a bone splitting in her back, and growing, in hyper speed. She fell to her knees, breathing heavily, when her shirt and jacket ripped, sending another pulse of pain down her arms. Oh shiii- StormWinds? Vai looked for her daggers weakly, and saw they were off to her side as a pair of bracelets.

Okay- She yelled again when the cuts on her back started to demand attention too. Vai felt for her wings, and changed her mind when they gave her pins and needles all over her arms and back. She looked over her shoulder at the mess of dark feathers and blood and winced.

 

[Mad MOAI]

"So becoming dead is hard?" Sari looked rather confounded.

Apparently so.

That was when Sari felt like he had fallen over onto his back from twenty feet upwards. He started leaning that way, but the sheer pain of what he only knew as broken bones caused him to cough and fall to his knees. Something was coming up out of his back. And then he felt as if something had either loosened or tightened, and as if a warm blanket was wrapping around his shoulders and upper back. It felt nice.

Well that was awkward, he thought, trying to keep it inside his mind so that Scarlet wouldn't hear.

Wait.

"Scarlet? Where are you?"

He looked at the back of his right hand nervously, and a black ring had somehow positioned itself around his index finger. Somehow he knew that was his sword.

Sari glanced to his left, and a couple of dusk-black feathers had fallen to the ground. Glancing upwards to the source, he glimpsed a pair of large wings outstretched, and then folding at his sides and back like a raven's.

 

[Elfin]

"WHAT?! You murder and us and we don't even getting our f***ing families back?! You sick b-"
Noel yelped suddenly and collapsed to her hands and knees. Her shoulders were on fire, like somebody was stabbing them. There was a crack and she gasped in pain again, almost to the point of tears. Was that her shoulder blades breaking?! She felt the skin on her shoulders rip open and start tingling.
Shhh.. it's okay. Everyone gets through this. You will too. It's worth it.
She looked down dizzily. A new bracelet was now around her wrist, glittering with jewels. Well.
After a while, the pain passed, leaving only an odd tickling sensation all along her back. Standing up, she reached behind her and felt something very, very soft. Feathers! She had angel wings! Noel studied them, feeling a little better in general. They were beautiful; soft, downy cream-colored feathers, wings reaching down to her ankles, marred only by the blood covering them where her wings met her shoulder blades. Incredible! She experimentally tried unfolding them, holding them out as well as her arms. Her wing tips reached slightly past her fingertips. She folded them again, her new angel wings tucked tightly against her back. So.. she was an angel. Did they get halos?
Well? How is it?
Noel shook her head.
Not worth being kidnapped. Not even you, quite frankly.
The's sword/bracelet's demeanor changed instantly, now sounding cross.
Be quiet. The Creator's plans are beyond what you see now.

 

[Blastoise Fortooate]

Looking around, Mark saw people keeling over, wings sprouting bloodily out of their backs.

Backing up slowly, Mark muttered in a frightened voice,"Oh, no. That's not gonna-"

Falling to the ground, Mark mentally screamed as the worst pain he had ever felt shot through his shoulders.

Mark had never broken a bone, or even stayed in a hospital, so this was like nothing he had ever experienced. A rustling sound would have filled his ears, had he been in any state to hear it. Sweat pouring down his brow, Mark slowly stood up and gingerly removed his shirt, careful not to rustle the bluish wings now sticking out from his shoulders.

Looking around, he noticed a dark blue cross with a cople of sapphires inlaid on it, laying on the ground.

Grabbing it by its light blue chain, Mark lifted it to eye-level and said,"Hey, Shortguard..."

 

[Arcanine]

Everyone had wing sprouting from their backs, and screaming in pain. Augen prepared himself for the same treatment. He finally felt his shoulders shake and the flesh ripping apart, as his wings sprouted from the shoulder blades, spilling blood all over the near ground. Through the tears on his eyes, Augen saw a blur of movement, and an almost unsupportable heat on the newly-made wound. Augen made an effort not to scream.

"Calm down, breathe a bit. I'm just closing the wound," BlazingMauler said on his head, in a surprisingly calming voice.