#!adagio

[milesakashadow-archive02]

Deep within forest that’s beyond civilization, the roaring flames continued to battler and consume all life surrounding it. A wildfire that surrounded in a spiral around the fusion of the two shadows, constantly at war with each other for dominance. Unpredictable much like the flames they had pouring from their body.

[milesakashadow-archive01]

A thousand suns

@bionicparrot

Muse: Adagio / Mysteryman.EXE 

V: Canon

Continuation of: Ask

Adagio’s cloak continued it’s light billow despite he already ceased moving as he had entered the room. Head held a slight higher stance he looked own to Sand before inhaling a breath.

“You know that I have been patient. I’ve done what you wanted when it comes to your plans. I will be taking my deserved break .. with Triage. So..” his gloved hand outstretched with the flickers of embers coming from the flame filled eye socket. “I’d like her head returned to me now.”

[milesakashadow-archive02]

The aftermath of  the end.

I want to state before you read that you all know know something important. @thehwns and @bionicparrot are most likely on a definite perm hiatus, as such I’ve been mostly given free use of Adagio and Presto now. Which means I’ll have to be the one that for the most part finishes up this 3-4 year long story until the other three retcon it.This is subject to change.

Furthermore.If anyone wishes to interact still with Adagio, Presto, Sonata and Shade before this point in the timeline, specify so in asks and starter threads and RP plotting.

The many months, the years all seemed to of blurred together into a haze of strife, of sorrow. Some never knew the full story, others wished to forget. Some, just wanted it all to end.

It must of been hard for others, though. To survive and continue on in the aftermath of that day, where it all came to a close. Heavens know it was never nor still is easy for Sonata to cope. Often still she’d be found crying into her and her wife’s bed, mourning for all that was lost. No doubt neither Presto nor Pulse could always keep the nightmares and memories at bay, forces to stare at blank screens and walls waiting for it to pass.

But it was better this way, it was the outcome that secured the peaceful future, at the cost of someone close.

Presto still remembered it so clearly, crashing in on him from time to time with the survivor’s guilt in tow when it came to his lost loved ones. He still remembered how Sonata violently thrashed, screamed and pleaded. Forced to watch the brutal fight that’d be the decider of it all. Watch as the monster that once controlled his body fought tooth and nail to try and become victorious. To take Pulse away.

It was terrifying watching it go down. It was frustrating to be powerless in that moment. To let Shade fall like this when she had his sister to return to, had Sonata to protect. But she kept adamant on this path and all he could do was watch and hope her method succeeded. And both thankfully and sadly it did.

It must of terrified Pulse to see it happen again. The damned fusion gun, used one last time and broken forever.

It was dry that night, suffocating almost while the green and orange fires clashed and smothered each other out. The trigger felt so heavy on that weapon when it stayed pointed at Adagio and at Shade. She kept assuring, demanding that she could keep him down. Keep him chained away and that this was the only way. For the heroes to have their happy ending.

Presto was the one to do it, his tech savvy sister dousing out the surrounding fires and keeping Adagio unable to escape Shade’s suffocating grasp as she kept him pinned to the ground. Unable to become smoke when she kept burning away the oxygen he needed. Presto could also see when he finally pulled that trigger, the guilt upon Shade’s face before that beam collided as the billowing smoke consumed them. The mixture of grays, blacks and whites that spiraled into the sky before crashing down into the smoke. sucking it up into a massive cloud with the surrounding, remaining flame and becoming a cloud of it all. 

They never got to see what the two became, only got to watch as that cloud flew away out of sight and was never seen again. The deafening sound broken by Sonata’s crying. 

But as time went on, they never had any incident or reports of someone like Adagio or Shade near them. They could only assume the worse and that the incompatibility of old vs new models fusing together killed them. It was something that hurt for a while for some, others relieved of no longer having to be afraid of the monster, and guilty for pulling the trigger that ended it.

They went on with their lives to the best of their ability after that, trying to move on from it.

Trying to get their happy ending

[milesakashadow-archive02]

@bionicparrot wasn’t feeling well so I decided to finish this piece I had in storage.

This sort of was practice and to stir up musing for Adagio for later uses. Decided to also help make him stand more out from Presto.

He’d be taller I’d think and he’s definitely buffer. Nicer hair. And made an end point for the mask and make it a bit more gruff looking.

There’s also some scarring and hints of burns. The scar from Schurke during the Enigma situation Burns towards the pelvis where his torso and body cut off and turn to flame. 

He’s hot.

Don’t question why his cloak is rolled down. Never.

[milesakashadow-archive02]

Adagio, the Phantom of the Flame.

Alt: Phantom of the Fire / Phantom of the Ashes

@thehwns and @bionicparrot wanted me to finish this image, well here you go. 

It needs more fire, a lot more fire. Add fire as you desire.