The Twilight Of The Gods

Azula stared at Black Mage, letting her flames die down as she did. "Did you just...stab yourself back to a state of health?"

"Sure did! Thanks to my healing shiv!" Black Mage said, tucking the knife back in the folds of his robes. "Well, thanks for the fun time. Let's do this again in the future... in never." He said as he moved past her and back into the All-Lair.

Azula watched him as he went, reaching up to brush back her bangs slightly. She stood there in silence a moment before finally responding. "Well. Let that be a lesson in humility for you. Come, Harry, we are going to my chamber!" Without even waiting, she turned and started back down the hallway.

Shang Tsung walked into the hallway, passing by Black Mage. He made sure to smack the mage's hat as he walked by.

"Impressive," said Shang Tsung to Azula. "I couldn't have done better myself. Or done that at all." He paused a moment. "Do you think you can show me how to do that with hellfire?"

Yeah... I learned my lesson alright... Black Mage thought as he turned his back on Azula. His eyes narrowed as he stared at his palm, which held a blue fireball that promptly turned black... I learned it well indeed... Satisfaction was aparent as the mage gained his new power.

Azula stopped, looking at Tsung. "Hellfire? What is...hellfire?"

"It's basically regular fire, but it's created with powerful dark magic," said Shang Tsung. "I assume your power is not drawn from sorcery, as mine is, so you might not be able to wield it."

Harry follows Azula. "Hellfire. It's the fires of hell. Ever burning and extremely hot. Any one with it may be a threat for you."

"Everyone was kung fu fighting... nananananna! Fast as lightning!" Black Mage happily shut the door to his room and proceeded to firebend black fire. "Oh yeah! THIS IS BLACK MAGE!" He screamed out, before laughing maniacally. "Oh shi- Put out the fire!" Sounds of frantic flapping and fire extinguishers could be heard from behind the closed door.

"That is, " said Shang Tsung, "if we are enemies. I know from what I have seen that you aren't someone I'd like to have as an enemy. I, after all, don't heal by stabbing myself. If I were to try and heal from an attack of yours, I would have to drain your very soul. Perhaps, with our combined might, we may scorch any lands the Nomads send us to."

"Hell?" Azula considered a moment. "I could not teach you if you were not a firebender. And I know not of this...'hell'...so I assume I cannot teach you a technique that I have never heard of."

Flandre watched the confrontation between the pudgy clown and the angry lady. It was slightly funny, but disappointing. She looked around, looking for something to do.

"I'm surprised that he's still alive." The Shocker Rider commented, watching the Black Mage go back to his room.

"I may not have made myself clear," said Shang Tsung. "You control your flames with a precision I've never seen before. Do you think you can show me how to be just as precise? After all, our flames are quite similar. About the only difference I can think of between them is that my projectiles can form skull shapes."

Maleficent merely stepped back from the conflict to merely watched the show and gauge her fellow allies. This Shang Tsung character was proving a bit too battle happy for her tastes, but did prove smart enough when to back down from a fight. And this Azula girl proved extremely powerful with this new form of fire magic she was not familiar with.

But most interesting was the Black Mage person. She sensed massive amounts of destructive magic within his person, but saw that he clearly did not the possess the mental facilities to wield it efficiently, similar to giving a powerful laser based firearm to a rowdy delinquent who only knew to pull the trigger and aim, in that order. In fact just from his pathetic display at trying to seduce Azula had shown his buffonery was shown to be suicidal in the correct situation.

Her eyebrow raised considerably when the Black Mage was stabbing himself and his wounds were healing. That artifact would prove to be extremely useful..... she had thought. She then approached Azula, who was talking to Shang Tsung, having heard the word Hellfire being used.

"I would also like to learn more about your brand of fire magics," Maleficent said to Azula. "We have met before, but I do not think we were properly introduce to one another. I am Maleficent," she greeted, bowing politely. "You are......?"

Azula turned, then bowed slightly. "I am Princess Azula of the Fire Nation, Madam Maleficent." She regarded them both as she spoke. "I could...teach you the techniques of firebending, that would be simply enough. Whether or not they would be applicable to your own respective powers, however, I couldn't say for certain."

"Least most of the fights are over."

The Shocker Rider sighed, stretching his neck.

Maul massaged his brow. "This newcomer is a bigger fool then the Senate."

"Perhaps he chose to be like that." The Shocker Rider told Maul.

"Possibly. But still, commenting on one's body in this... dishonourable way is rather impolite." Said Maul. "I believe we weren't introduced, haven't we? I am Darth Maul."

"I am a Shocker Rider in the service of SHOCKER. But since I have no name, I'm taking the Codename Hopper formerly used by Hongo Takeshi."

"Hopper." Said Maul, rolling the name around his mouth. "Well, well, another nameless being." Maul sits down, and starts to meditate. The Shocker Rider could feel Maul's hatred emanating from him.

"Perhaps but one day I'll make a name for myself that I will be praised by the Great Leader if the traitors did not wipe all six of us."

The Shocker Rider told Maul. "I shall see you later Darth Maul."

-Zod observed the exchange between Azula and Black Mage-

Just what we need... another unhinged imbecile.

"If this experience had taught me anything, it is that sometimes experimentation is the best course of action," Maleficent said to Azula.