Post by TheRipz on Feb 19, 2007 23:53:26 GMT -5
A Field Drenched with the smell of war, corps lay on the floor, in positions in all differing malaise forms. Limbs torn, there are no pools of blood; however, the entire floor is drenched in it. Each step lets out a sound, splash, with each splash a join noise occurs, the cling of a sword, or the smashing of the earth. Splash, cling, splash, a loud explosion goes off in the distance, 12 men stand amongst thousands of dead, opposite of them, a 6foot creature with scales for skin, and 2 jagged spikes sticking out from the backs of his arms. In a flash of light, only 3 men remained. One wielded an Axe large and sharp drenched with blood tied to it was a small chain; this was connected to a smaller Axe placed in a satchel on his belt, another gripping his Bow tightly 3 arrows in his other hand. A small dagger tied around his leg, and the last simply held a wooden staff, at this time he was leaning on it rather heavily, without its support he would be on the ground. Splash, the axe wielder ran forward swinging furiously. His axe was matched by a rising leg, Cling, a fist came flowing down throwing the warrior to the side as if a god slapping a fly, the floor shredded as his body slammed amongst it, a loud crash happened as he slammed into a hill. a barrage of arrows began to fly the wind could barley keep up with there speed, and yet, the creature dodged it as if nothing. A counter barrage flew back the creature beamed in an eerie brown glow appeared over his body, with a single hit the archer went flying in two directions one half flew into the air, and the second pierced straight into the ground. Left on the field were only the two, a weekend man gripping to his wooden staff, and a 6 foot tall monstrosity that can only be described as satanic. The cape dripping over the weakened man began to lift from the back, a feather shown threw, and then another, until the cape ripped up and off, revealing an equal despicable monster. The feathers were tied together in the form of angelic wings, yet a red blood-like color seeped threw his back, where the wings had been connected and reached the tips. At this moment, his eyes opened and the wings moved piercing the creature’s arms, they fell to the floor and the giant, whom had just tossed aside the no longer weakened man carrying a staff, ripped his hands threw the monsters chest, and they escaped threw the other side. The brown glow began to be corrupted, for there was a new black glow began to erupt from the man who no longer needed his staff. The large black vortex fueled around them, the bodies on the floor began to rise levitating in the air. The earth itself began to rip apart from its hold. The larger creature let out a shriek, obviously in pain his body dissolved. During this time, the wings dissolved as well, they were changing back to there original white glow, the dark scaly skin of the man whom they belonged had began to peal, releasing a view of flesh, his motionless body fell amiss the smoke of the evaporating monster, who had slayed so many. A slight whisper sounded out “We Will Return.” This was said in a tone so fearful that over ten thousand years later, a group of young friends shivered simultaneously.
