The Last Battle
A dark man sat in his lair, brooding over how to make the kingdom pay for exiling him. His dark green, cat-like eyes flickered and his pale lips curled into an evil grin as he developed the perfect plan to make King Fergus regret his actions. 'I know what to do; I'll lay a curse upon them! No one will escape my wrath." His name is Apollyon, the angel of the pit.
Apollyon quickly stood up from his stone throne, lifted his long bony arms and commanded, "My creatures, come to your master, fulfill his curse against the DunBroch kingdom! Fly out and smite every person you can find, torture them so they wish to die but death will not come to relieve their suffering!" Thundering of a thousand hooves echoed in the pit as the demons came forth. They had the powerful bodies of horses, heads of lions, tails that of a scorpion, and their wings chanted the battle cry of horse drawn chariots charging into war. They flew up the trench's steep walls and attacked the unsuspecting victims.
The strong King Fergus paced hearing the cries of his people outside the castle walls. He thought for a long while until the idea came to him. His daughter, Princess Merida was the only one who could save them. She had lifted the blight of Mor'du, she could defeat Apollyon. The fair skinned Princess was already getting ready for battle. Her blue eyes sparkled as she braided her long fiery locks of red hair and whispered "Heaven watch over me" as she grabbed her weapons.
Merida filled her quiver with arrows and
Put her bow around her shoulders then sheathed
Her sword against her hip. Defeating the
Angel of the Pit would take everything
She had. She ran from the castle, away
From her people crying for help. "Hold on,
Your pain will be eased soon" she thought to herself
As she dashed past her subjects lying in
The streets. The Princess could not bear to see
Them in such pain. The locusts trampled, gnawed,
And stung her people. The stings caused a scorching
Pain to surge through the affected bodies,
Making them scream and cry for relief. Many
Tried to take their own lives, but none succeeded.
Merida knew that the demons would only
Disappear when Apollyon had left
The earth. She did not know if she would survive
The fight, but she prayed to the gods that this
Would be his last day. She leapt over a
Fallen tree and landed on the edge of
The dark furrow. She looked down and called to
Him, "Prince of Darkness, come out from your dwelling
And fight!" Apollyon appeared behind
The young princess and growled, "How dare you call
Me out. Since my demons have not finished
You, I will." Merida rolled to the side when
Apollyon slashed his hand in her direction.
She grabbed her bow and reached into her quiver.
She pulled the string back to her ear and let
The arrow fly. Apollyon let a
Smirk play on his lips as he held the arrow
In his hand. Merida scowled, trying again
Having the same result. The monster lunged
Towards the girl tearing the hem of her black
Gown as she scrambled away from him. She
Quickly unsheathed her sword and swung with her
Might but it did nothing but break the skin.
Apollyon winced as blood trickled out
Of the open wound then laughed wildly,
"Your weapons cannot damage me Princess.
It is time for you to join your people."
Merida's blue eyes widened when she saw the
Man before her begin to transform. His
Back arched and he let out low growls as his
Body grew. His nails became claws and his
Black cape turned into fur. The Princess hastily
Got up and took several steps back when she
Saw the six foot tall man turn into an
Eight foot black bear, another Mor'du. She knew he would easily
Overpower her. She had no advantage
On level ground with him. The girl whipped around
And sprinted as fast as her long swift legs
Would carry her. "Oden help me" she silently
Prayed when she heard the familiar sound
Of beating wings from the demons grow near.
She vigorously climbed a high rock, yelping
And scrambling when the beast swiped her leg.
Barely, she managed to reach the tip of
The rock keeping the locusts at bay by
Swinging her sword. "You have nowhere to run
Now Princess. Your time is up!" the bear snarled
As he leaped at the young woman. "No Apollyon,
Your time is finished!" she cried as she drew
Her bow once again and let an arrow
Loose. The red feathered arrow sliced through the air
Until it finally found its target,
Piercing the beast in the heart. Apollyon's
Eyes widened in fear for the first time as
He felt the iron tip rip through his body.
He glared at the princess as he fell to
The ground and took his final breath. Merida
Breathed heavily as she watched the blood pour
From the fatal blow. The demon locusts
Hissed as they turned to dust and scattered in
The wind. The victor yanked the arrow out
Of the still body and held it up to
The sky. "May the Heavens above bless my
People with my offering of Apollyon,
Prince of Darkness, Angel of the Pit, my
Vanquished foe."