A/N: Basically a short tribute to how annoyingly stubborn Savato can be. It's not epic or anything, and I'm not good at writing long things, so it's gonna be short. Enjoy! (Look for the Sparta reference included in the Fic! =D) Written while listening to Vulnerability.
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Savato
A light flickered into his domain as an opening appeared above him. This is madness! thought Savato, lying dormant beneath his web. Suddenly, a sharp silver object started eating away at his web, only to melt. Yet the invasion continued, as more and more of the silky strands snapped under the pressure. In desperation, he spun another web, evading the attacks of the strange humans. Finding his efforts fruitless, Savato abandoned his web, leaving him vulnerable. It was not a wise move, as a few seconds later, the humans conferred, and a beam of searing red light was projected onto him!
Savato writhed in pain as the scorching heat eroded his defences. He felt his power ebbing away, yet he defied the torture, and regained some of his lost confidence. He had been here longer. He had been here, all through his host's life, just without the power. For too long the humans had been his masters; now it was time to break the chains.
Dodging various assaults, he reminisced on the events of just a few weeks ago, where the two-legged creatures gazed upon him, looks of malice and dark ambition in their cold eyes. Their own creation had a mind of its own, and they hadn't even noticed! They were all fools! They wouldn't treat their new master with any respect! He WOULD destroy his creator!
Now filled with a relentless rage, he lacerated the flesh beneath him and released his brothers and sisters; his kin. Yet the great ray of light from above quickly dispatched them… He was running out of ideas. His web had been dismantled, and his family eradicated. But in his moment of weakness, the humans made their move. He was hit by the silver knife, and a disgusting, oozing black concoction was forced into the cut, sending him into a spiral of confusion and despair. Weakened and dismayed, he sliced his host, forming a ring of gashes and spraying a torrent of blood. Surely, this must be the end? he thought hopefully.
He had miscalculated. All of a sudden, time froze around him. He couldn't move, despite his desperate struggles. His last vision was the dreaded medicine, encased in a shell, bearing down on him… And then… the blackness. The void had claimed him, and death had him in its eternal embrace. The last thing he heard was the humans screeches of victory.
Images of his GUILT brethren flashed before his eyes. Kyriaki, Deftera, Triti, Tetarti, Pempti and Paraskevi: he had been a disappointment to them all.
Savato, the lord of all GUILT, had failed.
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