The Shi

By Sage of Eyes

A/n: Hmmm not really sure what to say since I write these ahead of time so if there's a mistake and I forget to put my regular piece of retarded wisdom… I'm sorry.

A/n: This is the last chapter since the other one got only THREE reviews… apologies to the 33 who reviewed and trust me when I say this: I'm not cancelling this story out of spite; I'm cancelling it to start on the other stories in my head! I honestly hope that you guys understand and that you know that every story I create has a place in my heart.

Demons, a History

Part one

Demons are beings that represent the very chaos of life, a direct counter to the order and peace that the Titans sought for all creation. When the Titans began to rule their subjects they gave them gifts powers and learning. With their power they helped creatures with promise ascend higher and higher, the creatures that they helped often achieved utopia and power and, in some cases, both like the Naa'ru, celestial beings so technologically advanced and powerful that their magic can't be differentiated their technology.

The Titans often worked from the shadows, usually not making their appearances known to the civilizations that they helped. For a period of time the galaxy, under the guidance of the all-powerful Titans, witnessed a period of greatness… greatness under constant attack.

Demons and every shape and form, powerful and sadistic, had their own worlds, worlds so filled with evil that it could not be contained. The first demonic invasion was not that of the burning legion but rather a natural portal from one of the demonic worlds formed and connected with another world. Demons, seekers of chaos and destruction, attacked the peace-loving civilization that resided on the other side bathing the world in blood and covering the planet with the burning remains of the greatest utopia to ever exist.

Thus began the spread of demons.

Kiba let loose upon the dread-lord, scattering the demon's brain upon the volcanic cave's walls with a burst from his Anti-Material Rifle, emptying the magazine in the process. The gun, magazine empty, and him without anymore ammo, was useless now.

He heaved a labored breath and winced as his ribs, once again, reminded him that they were broken. With a groan he let himself slump against the cave's end, while keeping his eyes on the caves mouth making sure no more demons were coming. He threw the useless weapon off to the side, a sudden pain flashed across his ribs once again and, with a wince; he quickly covered it with his arm. With his other arm he traced his side, taking account of any bruises and broken bones so that he could get them healed right away. His part of his helmet which had contained the medical scanner of the suit was broken so he had to do it the old fashioned way: one painful step at a time.

Several hundred winces later Kiba found out what he already knew.

He was dying.

A rapid beeping however took away the depression that would have normally accompanied that thought.

Kiba let a faint smile slowly crawl across his face as the marker he placed off to his side began to glow a dark blue.

Kiba's smile, however, vanished when the cave's light was blocked by a humongous shadow.

"Puny, human" the shadow's owner growled, a sound more like the crackling of fire and the grinding of stone than an actual living things voice. "You will pay for your transgressions against my chasm."

"There is no transgression for justice!" Kiba spat at the demon in anger, his helmet's voice amplifying feature doing wonders to hide his pained gasps. How dare this demon tell him that HE was the one committing acts against nature? "This planet was never yours! This chasm is filled with the body and blood of those you wronged! You are the ones committing transgressions!"

The gigantic figure only growled and began to come closer.

Kiba's ears began to ach, due to his enhanced senses, as the gigantic figure approached. Steel and scales scraped against the cave's volcanic floor and green light began to come closer and closer. He could hear the beast's tail swipe from side to side as it moved slowly across the cave and his heart began to beat faster and faster. He unconsciously formed a chakra blade from the undamaged chakra well from the arm across his waist as it's steps came closer and closer.

The green light began to bounce of the wall that he leant against and Kiba found himself staring up at the Pit Lord glowing green eyes.

Then Kiba struck. His arm disappeared in a flash as he swung for the demons head, the chakra blade extending exponentially to connect with the figure's head. Kiba sincerely doubted that it would kill the demon… but he just needed a few more seconds…

The Pit Lord's wings came in and blocked his blade, as if of their own violation. The chakra blade cut through the wing effortlessly but was pushed back by the magic-infused double-bladed staff that the Pit Lord carried.

The magic began to corrupt his chakra and Kiba dispersed his Chakra blade into the space between them, carefully making sure none of the toxic magic entered his system. Magic and Chakra were two extremely differing substances and fought each other when in contact. Though it depended on the potency of the magic only the strongest of chakra can hold itself against the magic for extended periods of time.

The Pit Lord gave a dark chuckle as it moved its massive staff away from its neck, the thought of the glory it would receive when it brought the Shi's dead corpse fueling its fantasy of demonic glory.

Kiba let his arm fall back to his side raised his head to stare into the demons mirth filled face. He grimly stared at it as it swung its large staff over its head, preparing to kill him.

In a small part of his head… he wondered how it all went FUBAR. (Fucked Up Beyond All Recognition)

(5 hours ago, Mid-Atmosphere I.E. when it all went FUBAR)

Kiba had been in an entry pod before. He'd trained for Individual Atmospheric Entry his entire life… but to say he and his F.E.A.R. comrades loved Individual Atmospheric Entry would be a gross-misunderstanding.

They absolutely hated the damn tactic.

Sure they gloated, about the fact that they arrived faster and in a much more dangerous way, off hours, but it didn't mean that they loved doing the damn thing.

The sheer speed of the tactical insertion was practically daunting by itself. While other troops arrived in atmospheric drop pods the size of a house, Kiba thundered through the atmosphere faster than a bullet in a pod the size of fridge.

Sure the thing could practically withstand anything that the demons could throw at it… but that wouldn't matter if they had a heart attack on the way down!

The drop pods had one weakness though…

Suddenly Kiba's pod buckled and he gritted his teeth. Veins began to throb in his temple as he pulled his arms out of the useless steering system and over his chest. All the screens around him flashed the same messages over and over at him just reinforcing what he already knew.

The pod rattled some more and a large piece was knocked out of the top, exposing the claw that carried him high in the sky.

The pods had an annoying tendency to be captured by dragons.

Okay guys I've decided to end it humorously so no one decides to flame me for leading them on.

There are many reasons to why I am cancelling this story:

I don't even PLAY world of warcraft. Honestly I did this for the shit an' giggles.

An author with no knowledge of what he or she is writing for is setting him/herself with a fanatical geek lynch mob

Writer's block sucks arse….combine that with the fact that I can't go back to a warcraft manga and get the fires relit just means that this story was going to fail.

Okay guys I hope you all understand and I apologize to all those who review and actually like the story.

To anyone who leaves a review please answer these questions:

Is my writing awful?

Do I need a beta?

What'll be better for my next story? A HarribelXNaruto pairing in Naruto world? Or -Man Bleach X-over? Or… or… or…