Chapter 6 –Satan Morroc

Titania slowed down to a walk the moment she reached the outskirts of the desert town, brushing herself off of all the sand that had clung to her clothing, wiping the sweat from her brow and shaking her body to help dry her sweat soaked body off at least a little bit. Oberon slowly floated towards Titania, landing on his two pale feet behind her. Oberon shivered slightly.

He felt it. There was something wrong with the old desert city, something deeply and terribly wrong. Something that was far too wrong to be described. He felt a horrible sinking feeling all around him. Something was definitely evil afoot. "My lady…" Oberon whispered softly, placing his large, pale hand upon Titania's back. "Be wary…" Oberon continued, but Titania didn't hear him. All she could hear was the names of food within her mind as her hunger took over.

Titania began walking forward quickly towards the town, happy to know that she would finally get a good meal and something nice to drink, surprised at herself that she hadn't died, going so very long without food or water. As she walked towards Morroc, her legs moved faster and faster, finding new energy to do so. Oberon floated worriedly behind her, expecting only the very worst of the coming situation.

Titania slowed to a walk as she entered the city. There seemed to be something quite odd about it. It was quite, far too quite to be considered normal. There was not a single sound to be heard, not of the wind, not of the houses, not of the people, not of anything. Titania felt chills slowly sink into her bosom, knowing that there was something definitely odd, something definitely wrong, something that went beyond that of merely an ambush, or a murder, or any other crime capable of mortal man.

Oberon felt it too. She knew that whatever she was feeling now, Oberon was feeling it as well. Titania walked forward with caution, her eyes darting in every which direction. "Oberon…" Titania whispered softly as she continued to walk, hoping that Oberon would hear. "Yes, my master?" Oberon whispered as well in his genderless voice. "What is this town known for?" Titania asked. "Thieves." Oberon replied simply. "But you needn't worry. I will protect you, no matter what…" Oberon said softly, hoping that his strength would reassure her.

Titania did in-fact feel a bit more comfortable, but felt deep within herself that whatever was here, was not alone. The town, this entire place, as far as she could see, was completely and utterly empty. There was not a soul to be seen; yet it could not possibly be a murder, for there were no bodies. Yet, everything seemed to be left as it was. There were still carts out in what looked to be a small bazaar, filled with valuables and assorted foods, which Titania felt that it was their fault for leaving it unattended and proceeded in partaking in Morroc delicacies whilst she was there.

An hour passed, and there was no one in sight. She began to check houses, walking in and looking all around for any sign of life, but there was nothing. There were so many things left unattended as they were. A kettle steaming on a stove, food left on a table, plants left not watered but still looking healthy, it was as if time had stopped and every man, woman, and child had vanished.

"What's going on?" Titania whispered to herself, her heart beating faster within her chest. "Where is everybody? Where had they all gone? Titania asked the silent town. The town answered her with the sound of movement, and a scream. Titania quickly turned around, and saw a woman falling off of the roof of a near-by. Titania made to perhaps catch her or break her fall, but stopped herself as the woman landed on the ground with a loud, sickening thud.

Titania shivered at the sight of the woman's body, broken and misshapen on the sandy ground.

Titania made to walk towards, to do at least something to honor the poor woman whom had died such a tragic death, but Oberon vanished and appeared in front of Titania, placing a hand on her shoulder, keeping her back. "Don't get near it, it is not what you think…" Oberon said urgently. Titania looked up at Oberon, startled, and then felt chills run down her spine as she heard a chuckle from a horrid, distorted voice. It came from the body.

Titania moved her eyes from Oberon to the body. It took everything she had within her to keep from screaming. The body sat there, its body holding itself up on its hands and feet, but its body, it was not standing, but doing what looked like a crab walk, its legs and elbows bent, holding up the body, the head dragging on the ground, long black hair resting upon the sands of Morroc. The head of the woman stared at Oberon and Titania upside down, her eyes glowing a bloody crimson, her mouth twisted in a smile. "What… What is this?" Titania asked.

Oberon growled softly. "It's possessed…" Oberon muttered softly, slowly bending downward, just about ready to charge at the being. The being laughed loudly, shrilly, "I am worship the new God, he showed me the way!" It roared at the two of them. "Foolish human, you must be reeducated!" the being roared, releasing a gale of laughter afterwards as it skittered towards the both of them quickly, moving like a spider on her feet and hands, its mouth wide open.

Oberon did not hesitate for a single second longer. Quickly, he vanished, reappearing above the woman's body, her head, which always seemed to be pointed upwards towards the sky, instantly saw Oberon, but could do nothing to defend herself as Oberon slammed his closed fists into the being, his knuckles smashing into its ribs.

The body was smashed into the ground and moved no further. From the demon spouted no blood, but only darkness, a thick, black goop, which melted into the ground all around it. Oberon slowly floated quickly away from the being, moving to be beside Titania, whom at this point was shocked beyond words.

"We must leave this place… There is something wrong with Morroc… We must go…" Oberon stated, quickly plucking Titania off of the ground. Titania looked up at Oberon and decided not to say anything. He was, after all, absolutely correct, and she most definitely didn't want to be like all of the other large breasts blonde white girls in horror movies whom would usually insist on staying and finding out what was wrong. "Yeah, you're right, lets get out of here…" Titania whispered.

Oberon made to turn around, but suddenly stopped as the ground shook all around them. They could both feel it, an immense power beyond all logical reasoning. Oberon turned, holding Titania close to her chest, and saw it, walking slowly towards the palace of Morroc. That thing which held far more power than he thought ever imaginable.

He knew the name of this entity very well, but he thought it was only in legends that he existed, although he himself was a legend. Every body in Oberon's body began to tense, as making his way towards the palace of Morroc was none other than the fallen God himself, Satan Morroc. "And so his poetry can still he heard in the desert…

He felt it deep within his groin, Satan Morroc noticed them, knew that they were there, and was planning on killing them within the next few minutes. "My mistress…" Oberon whispered softly as his whole body began to grow a dim silver color. "I will never leave you… Know for as long as you exist… So shall I… I am the essence that is your soul…" Oberon whispered softly.

Titania looked up at Oberon, feeling it as well. "No, please, don't do it… Don't leave me…" Titania whimpered softly. Oberon slowly shook his head. "Stay gold… For as long as your soul exists, I will be here…" Oberon whispered. Oberon slowly moved his head and rubbed it against Titania. "Stay gold…"

Titania's cries faded as her body did, Oberon using a portion of his strength to teleport her to a safe place, a place that would hopefully ensure that she would be able to find at least someone else to help her. Oberon slowly turned his head towards him, and their eyes met. Two beings of legend, Gloom Under Night and Satan Morroc. Satan Morroc's hulking mass was facing Oberon, the eyes on his massively muscular arms as well as the tiny beady eyes upon his head gazed at Oberon, unblinking, the sound of his breath shaking the sands of Morroc. "I am the will of red darkness." Oberon said softly, his body glowing with ghostly light. "By my power, you will not pass."

Satan Morroc released a low, guttural chuckle at Oberon's words. The wings of Satan Morroc began to flap, black auras and shadows swirling around Satan Morroc's enormous mass. "I am the will of darkness…" Satan Morroc spoke in one thousand voices.

"By my power, you will die."

Chapter End