Authors note: Hey sorry guys for the wait. When we got back from vacation our internet wasn't working and we had to get a new router and stuff. But luckily I've working on my stories and sorry for it being rushed.

Chapter 7: The Master

The Demon Realms was always a place of chaos and pain, but since a little over a week ago an army of black scaly creatures came through a portal and now all of that chaos that the Demon Realm was used to was an understatement of what was happening right now.

In his stronghold the Demon Lord Trigon was watching from his walls as the battle rage on. His forces were doing so well a few days ago, but as the last few hundred of his enemy remained a few days ago they were reinforced by stronger and faster new enemies.

Trigon brought his fist down on a giant black scorpion that was climbing the walls to his fortress. Picking it up at the tail he chucked it into a dragon the size of a skyscraper that torched a good section of his walls. He watched as the two collided and fall in the sea of black creatures as more of them tried to break his wall down. Trigon lifted up his spear and threw it into a section of the army aiming for a giant black skeleton with fire for eyes, riding on a giant two headed black horse. The skeleton blocked the spear with his shield and chuckled. He raised his pure red scimitar with a black handle that had a skull for the butt of it and pointed it to the spot of the wall that Trigon was on.

The ground shook as a black komodo dragon that was the size of a four story building and was the length of 10 city blocks, was pulling a large artillery gun behind it. The canon was silver and long with a few Cyclops pushing behind it. Trigon's eyes went wide as he saw the gun facing towards him. A humming could be heard in side of it and a red glow seemed to glow inside the barrel. The komodo let out a roar and the gun fired a red energy ball that grew larger as it went to the wall. An explosion erupted from the wall and cries of demons could be heard from inside of the wall as a shock wave was sent into the fortress.

Trigon was lying helpless in a pile of rubble as he watched with one of his four eyes as the black army walked in his fortress and destroyed everything in their path. A screeching sound could be heard high up in the sky as a black form began to descend. Trigon tried to sit up but his form that was at least 40 feet tall began to revert to the size of a normal man. With a groan, he tried to push a fairly decent size of the wall off of him, just to end up with a big black scaly ape with an elephant's head foot pressing down on him. Warcry removed his foot and picked up the rubble that was on the Demon Lord and easily tossed it to the side. Picking Trigon up with his right hand he brought him close to his face as Skyterror flew right by him. VenomClaw soon came to with two Cyclops right behind him.

VenomClaw looked displeased at the easily won battle and sighed putting his hands behind his back. "This was far too easy, but what do you suspect from an Outer." He said as more Cyclops formed behind him. The Skeleton riding the two headed horse came up to VenomClaw and looked down at him. "The area has been scurried sir." VenomClaw nodded and motioned him to leave. He then looked back at Trigon who seemed to be squirming to get loose from Warcry's grip.

"REALEASE ME AT ONCE," he yelled, "OR FACE MY WRATH!"

Skyterror only chuckled and plucked Trigon from Warcry's grip and held him upside down. "These Outer Beings are just so enjoyable to watch aren't they," he said as he tossed him up in the air and caught him by his hair, "They think they are so strong and mighty when actually they are as weak as a bug, but that's what they are insects, parasites. They do not deserve to live in our presence, especially this one." He put one of his black claws on Trigon's chest and began to carve a straight line from his left peck to his right thigh. Trigon screamed with agony as Skyterror was doing that and felt something he has never felt, "fear".

As the generals were doing their torture on Trigon, a white dot was high in the sky so that no one would see it. The white figure had white armor, a sword strapped to his left side and had a pair of angelic wings covered in armor as well. His helmet had a small glowing white orb on top, front and back of it; his also had a white visor so he could see well. A white circle was in the center of his chest producing light from it.

The angel looked down to the black army and watched the Demon Lords torture. "This is unsuspected," he said in a calm and smooth voice, "why would Destructanites bother with demons, unless of course they were bored or something, but there keeping Trigon alive, why? And why did they travel into the future to do so, this doesn't make any sense at all." He continued to watch as Venomclaw was now giving Trigon a painful acupuncture with his quills. "This of course though is against our most sacred laws and is in need of punishment. But then again it is Trigon, but my master always said that if a Destructanite is doing something it isn't good and that there is always up to something."

He continued to watch until some red and black portal opened up near the generals. The angel cocked his head to the right side and was confused. "Why bring in more reinforcements, haven't they already succeeded in taking over this realm?"

That was what he thought what was happening until he saw a lone figure step out of it. Inside his visor his eye brows shot up, but he still kept calm. The being that walk out stood on two legs and had a muscular body, his arms held five red pointed claws and going up and down his arms were red tattoos of fire swirling around them. His body of course was black and scaly but instead he also had red lines, like veins, going out through his body, except his arms of course. His head was long and narrow and resembled that of some type of dragons head, instead though he had two red horns coming out of his head and formed a "U" shape. Two dragon like wings came out of his back and had red veins going out through them. His tail was long and held a row of red spikes that went from the tip to the back of his head.

The angel gasped, not because of seeing the creature but what was on the creature's right side. A sword that was pure black and giving off a red glow was on his side. The hilt of it was black with red circles engraved in it on both sides.

"The Chaos Sword," the angel gasped, "H-how is this possible… that sword was imprisoned with its maker. If Destructis is carrying it, then that means…" his eyes went wide underneath his visor and he let loose a shaky breath. "He has risen then, the one who caused the war against the Central Beings, the one who wanted to rule all of the Outer Beings and destroy anyone in his way of doing it. Oh all that is good and righteous, the Council must be warned about this."

A portal of white and green energy appeared above him, he flew straight into it still talking to himself about the situation. "He has risen, He has risen, Destructis carries his sword as a message that he has risen once more." The portal closed and the angel was now gone.

Destructis looked up to watch the angel fly into the portal and only smiled, "the Council won't believe you White Angel, and they'll refuse to accept that my Master has risen once more." He said to himself quietly.

Turning his head toward the Fallen Demon Lord he grinned and walked towards him. VenomClaw was overjoyed to see his master and kicked at Trigon to get up. He grinned and looked at Destructis. "Destructis," he said bowing his head, "it is good to see your true form again and I am most glad that our True Master has chosen you to carry his weapon."

Destructis pulled the weapon away from his side and raised it high to look at it. The sword was a master piece that his Master had made and now he was holding it by his Master's request. Trigon clenched his teeth and looked up at Destructis holding his right side where the pain was hurting the most. Destructis looked down at him and pointed the sword in his direction. Destructis stood 50 feet tall and was a terrifying sight, even to Trigon.

"The Master says that his sword needed to be let out and see some light," he said, "but only for a short amount of time. But how about now we get some answers from this Outer Being." He grabbed Trigon by his waist and lifted him up eye level. Trigon winced at the pain and looked into the creature known as Destructis, in his red eyes.

"Where is the Changelings daughter whelp?" Destructis said.

Trigon grunted and smiled back at Destructis, "I'll give you her location if you answer my question."

"YOU PATHIETIC AND USLESS BEING, YOU ANSWER DESTRUCTIS NOW OR FACE THE CONSEQUENCES OF YOUR ACTIONS!" Warcry roared pounding his fists on his chest as he was walking over to them.

"Calm yourself Warcry," Destructis ordered him to stand down, "What is your question demon, but make it quick."

"I seek knowledge only," Trigon replied, "What is an Outer and Central Being?"

"An Outer Being is someone who has different versions of themselves," Destructis answered, "were as a Central Being has no other version of themselves, when we go back or forward in time there is no other version of us there and when we go to another Universe there is no other version of us there, we serve the Almighty and keep the universes protected from going to war with one another. But some of us think the only way of doing that is to rule the Outer Universes to make sure of that."

Trigon was amazed of what he has just found out and needed to know more. Destructis saw the awe in Trigon's eye's and continued, even though he didn't ask. "The reason why where here is to try and rebuild my masters army, but to do that we need someone very powerful, someone like the Changeling who can turn into any creature we want."

Trigon was struck dumb by this and his eyes flared with rage. "Why do you need him, I have many powers and I can easily help you."

Trigon's reply was not what he suspected; the whole Destructanite army was around him and began to laugh. Destructis wipe a black tear from his eye and looked back into the Demons eyes. "His Meta Gene is superior and he poses unlimited power that is stronger then yours, the Changeling is what we need."

"Then why do you look for his daughter?"

"Simple, we have his daughter he won't attack us, instead we'll force him to join us."

"Now then where is the girl?" Warcry was getting inpatient.

"Why would I tell you? She's mine and I plan to use…" he was cut off as the Chaos blade was pressed up against him. A flash of his worst nightmares came into his eyes and caused him great pain, the blade was then lifted off of him and his head sagged.

"She is in Azarath with her mother and grandmother." He said in a mumbling voice.

Destrutis raised an eyebrow and looked at his generals, "Just to be sure you three will take a squad and go to Earth, find the Changeling and make sure his daughter isn't with him, if she is though alert me immediately."

All three of them nodded and began to assemble their squad. Destructis threw Trigon to the ground and walk away with his army following him. "Azarath is not our first priority, wait until we have confirmation that she is or is not with him."

As he walked through a black and red portal he was standing at the base of the volcano he called home. The army came through as well and they all bowed. Destructis did the same thing and offered the sword to the volcano. The ground shook and the sword shot out of Destructis's hands and went into the volcano. "WELL DONE MY APPRENTICE, YOU HAVE DONE WELL." The voice was coming from the volcano; it was deep and dark and shook the ground when it talked.

"Soon my Master, we will put our second plan in motion, then we can retake what is rightfully ours!" the Destructanites all roared in unison to applaud their Master. Their Master laughed, the ground shook and the sky's trembled to his laugh. This was just the start, soon my plan will be completed and I shall rule the Central and Outer universes in the palm of my hand. He thought.