Zeon Liafador

@faatina_knightfall:

Every word that The Dread Pirate spoke… was true. Since the death of Ziccarra the Cardinal faith has been at an all time low, and since Chance's death there has been no Matriarch. There has been no one to rule what is left of the family, the family that Zeon had been seeking to destroy herself. Perhaps she wasn’t thinking all of this through. But she didn’t need an entire family to keep Cardinal Hell thriving. She just needed one, single, Liafador to sit upon the family throne and lure people to the Cardinal Faith. One Liafador she could manipulate.

“I am aware of this minor set back.” Zeon spoke, her eyes never wavering away from Faatina standing tall in all her pride. Her youngest brother was holding down the White Cardinals and still bringing people into the White Cardinal ways but it was only a bandaid on a wound that needed surgical care. She would not dare ask him to be Patriarch, because once that happened, the few males of the family would rule the family and that was NOT an option.

“The Cardinal Faith will not die so long as someone is willing to take the role of Matriarch.” Zeon couldn’t be Matriarch again and since Chance's death she completed her run a Matriarch. So-so and Mari were never taught the Cardinal faith and neither would ever agree to do it if it’s Zeon coming to them. Hmmm perhaps Mari… if she was told it could help bring her mother back… no… Catalina was too soft on her. She wouldn’t do what it would take. Her brother Cadamus was trained in the ways of the White Cardinals but it was uncertain if he followed the faith of the Cardinals.

But… there was one person who could be lured into becoming the next Matriarch. A single Liafador who since birth was told one day she would become Matriarch of the family. The only problem… she was not on Earth. But as long as her brother could maintain his White Cardinals, the Cardinal Faith would survive until the prodigy would return home. "And there is one."

"Trust me, child, I don't need to be your enemy. I can be the aunt you longed for. Teach you, mold you. Set you on your own path. Am I correct to believe that you sold your soul to Ramon? What do you think happens when the Cardinal faith dies? Where do you think their souls will go?”

“Well I assume I would end up on this lovely vessel and be crewmates with my cousin.” She looked towards the door where her cousin vanished into. While Zeon's own soul was owned by Ramon, she was still free to do her own will. Where as Catalina, which she saw first hand, had no control over her own body. That was not something appealing to Zeon. Her eyes snapped back to The Captain of the ship. “I did not yield to your sister, nor to my father, nor my sister and I will not yield to you. You are not the first to threaten my life and you will not be the last. If you seek a Liafador to surrender themselves to you, I am not the one you seek. But if you're looking for Liafador to help you being destruction and death... I am the one you need.”

Damn G this was awesome! Loved it!

@faatina_knightfall:

In a blink of an eye, she was now standing aboard a ship… like those you see in those typical pirate movies. Well… Catalina wasn’t kidding, this was indeed a pirates ship. Her crimson eyes looked over to Catalina who’s body had shifted back to nothing more than a spirit roaming the ship. This caused Zeon to snicker with amusement. “I will be seeing you soon cousin.” She spoke as she noticed the many other ghostly spirits standing around her, fixated on her flesh.

Just then, a woman appeared before her, and the way the spirits reacted to her appearance was all that Zeon needed to see to know that this woman was the “Dread Pirate” that Catalina spoke to her about. The captain of the ship. Her features seemed familiar. Too familiar. But it wasn’t just that. Being before her something clicked. Zeon was able to sense fellow Liafador’s that roamed the Earth but standing here on this ship? She could feel that this woman was also a Liafador. How did she never feel her presence before? Was it the ship? Is that why she couldn’t feel Catalina’s spirit? Because it had been trapped on this ship?

Zeon’s body tingled with excitement as she stood before the Liafador but her outer demeanor was calm and collective. The power held to not only command this ship but to have so many souls at her command. Zeon dared not speak first, as this was her territory. So long as Zeon wasn’t threatened she wouldn’t cause any trouble.

"Aye love, Welcome to the Dreaded Fleet. So, you're the woman who killed my dear Half-Sister."

The ship creaked as the woman began to analyze Zeon and confirmed what Zeon figured out, she was indeed a Liafador. But not just any Liafador. She was the half-sister of Ziccarra. This meant that this woman was her Aunt as well.

"I don't know if I'm impressed. What do you think? Yes, I thought she'd be taller too"

Zeon snickered, giving a toothy grin as she kept her head forward. She was waiting for a formal introduction before she spoke. A sign of respect that even Zeon showed at times. But then the Demoness eyes widen as she was given the name of the woman before her.

A Knightfall? The grin she had vanished and her expression turned to disgust. That’s why her features seemed so familiar. Her Knightfall blood was strong and it made The Demoness huff in disgust. She admitted to being in command of Catalina’s soul, but then she made the announcement of being in control of another soul. A former foe? The only foe she had was her own family. Who’s soul was she to obtain now?

"Bow down, pledge allegiance to me. Don't, and will personally deposit different parts of your body into the seven seas."

Zeon couldn’t help it. Her head tilted back as she let out laughter at the threat of the Dreaded Pirate. “Bow down and pledge allegiance to you?” The Demoness eyes began glowing crimson as she grasped the hilt of her inactive blade while looking at the Liafador/Knightfall hybrid dead in the eyes. “My dear Zia <Aunt>, I do not believe you know who I am. I am Zeon Liafador. The Demoness of Cardinal Hell. I bow to no one. I’ve killed one Zia and many Liafadors and I won’t hesitate to kill another.” With that and a flick of her wrist, her crimson saber became active as it lit up the deck of the ship. The mist of the sea kissing her now deathly grey complexion as her true demoness form came forth.

But when the lightning clashed above the two it gave the all too familiar strike that caused Zeon to once more give a slight chuckle. “So it is not just the soul of my cousin you have, but The Prized Fighter as well. That’s why you’re so confident.” But she didn’t bow or back away, instead, she took a step forward. “Come forth then, for I am not afraid of you, Knightfall.”

I did that with Tassi for the first two years. Then we fast forward the vine two years. Now I jumped her to 11 years old lol.

Zeon has always been my favorite character to write and my favorite character development out of all the characters I've written on CV.

@faatina_knightfall:

There was a commotion in the streets, she could feel the sudden fear and even anger as Zeon’s head turned to look outside. She walked towards an opening of the home was, complimentary of one of the many battles displayed here, as she saw in the sky…

“Catalina?” Zeon spoke in confusion as she reached for her crimson light blade only to have her bullwhip already wrapped itself around the Demoness, forcing her to drop to her knees. It wasn’t fear in her crimson eyes, but rather puzzlement. She knew Catalina was dead, yet here she was standing before her. “How?” She wasn’t part of the Cardinal Faith. She wasn’t a part of any faith. Her soul should be wandering aimlessly in purgatory. But if she was here… that meant. She then gave a small smirk. “Who commands your soul cousin?”

"The Dread Pirate has summoned you"

“The Dread Pirate summons me?” Zeon emphasized on the word as stood up as she gave a huff of a chuckle. She was dared to be summoned? How interesting. Catalina was not here of her own free will. Someone had authority over her and it was whoever this ‘Dread Pirate’ was. Was this why she was pulled here? Where a port was located for this Pirate to come and retrieve her by using the spirit of her cousin? “Very well, unbound me and take me to them."

In a surprising twist, The Demoness agreed without hesitation. Why was this? Well, if someone was twisted enough to get Catalina to give their soul to them, they were someone she would gladly meet.

MFW it's the same topic for the last like WEEKS

@faatina_knightfall:

“Where are you going?” Eva asked as she looked up at Zeon. Her dark hair draped around her still round face. Eve was the child she gave birth to not too long ago, yet she was growing at an exponential rate. And because of that her powers were growing as well. While Zeon birthed her, she was still the twin of Mari, and the still born child of Catalina. Yet she was still of her blood. Her child. A child that she must do all she can to prepare her for the chaos of the world.

“To the surface.” Zeon adjusted her armor as she looked down at the child who was still looking at her with curious eyes. “I have business to attend to.”

“Let me go with you.” She insisted as she stood by her ‘mother’ side.

“Not at this time.” The Demoness spoke as she placed her hand upon the young girl's shoulder. "It is not safe for either of us, but I cannot ignore this. Understood?"

"Understood." Eva frowned as she let out a forceful sigh showing she was very much displeased “I go with you next time then, agreed?”

With a faint smile Zeon pulled her hand away before giving a slight nod of her head. “Agreed. You shall accompany me on my next visit to the surface Eva.”

The child too gave a slight nod of her head before Zeon took a step back and in a swirl of hellfire flame, she vanished.

Malaga, where everything started. Where Zeon was first summoned by Ziccarra, her Aunt, to do her will. Oh how willingly and eager her younger self was to do her bidding. How loyal and patriotic she was to the family. She scrunched her nose in disgust as she roamed the city with a hood that hung over her head and a mask across her face. It wasn’t that she was afraid of what would happen if people knew who she was. What would they do? Throw a rock at her? No, there was a virus upon this world right now and it had taken her cousin, Catalina. She saw what it did to a Goddess… she didn’t want to know what it would do to a Demoness.

But why was Zeon here? She was here because of a pull she felt deep inside her. She didn’t want any distractions or scare off anything or anyone she was meant to meet here. Ever since Catalina destroyed this city, it never seemed to fully recover. Sure buildings were rebuilt, and tourists came back, but you could still see the look of defeat in the eyes of the people. It brought a smile to Zeon’s face.

She now stood before the still broken home that belonged to her family. You could still see that some attempted to rebuild it, but it was never finished. Zeon walked through, pushing her hood off her head and ripping the mask off her face as memories of the past began playing in her mind. Her hand placed against the wall as she felt something… familiar.