Chapter 9.
We are back. This time you'll see Khan's full power (or rather close to it) in action. Myra begins planning a banquet as her organizations name is revealed. While Silas goes on a hunt that ends up bringing questions when one of the rarest monsters on the continent shows up. So enjoy, and please read Lupi Della Caccia by Cosmic Guardian for Zane's story and The Monster Trapper by Josephiroth for Joseph's story. Its a requirement by this point.
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Khan knew his allies were disappointed about his battle with that pathetic grunt. He had screwed up badly. But the humans blood, the sheer amount and level of scent on the human drove him to his blood rage, instead of the more practiced and controlled dragon rage. He was lucky he hadn't been touched or had activated his savage mode. He knew he was going to be tested when they got back however, and probably with foes he would have trouble against... If he was still a normal deviljho.
He was drawn out of his thoughts by a scent that was utterly beautiful, but at the same time almost pure evil. He saw the source of the smell as they approached, a girl wearing strange armor, and her eyes almost as strange. He wanted to avoid her, she screamed frenzy all about her. That Maxie freak had nothing on this one.
Thank the fatali she was already leaving. Heading towards where they just left from. Myra seemingly took a note on her as well. Cain eyes glanced towards the strange human for a second, no idea what he was thinking. The two guards however wore Grimm looks on their faces, they knew their performance at Myra's side called for punishment. They weren't allowed to show emotion, much less fear at all. Maybe Khan would get to eat them as a snack, but he knew most likely Myra would drop them in the desert.
As they boarded Khan immediately went back to his former thoughts of his training. He knew whatever Myra had in store wasn't going to be fun.
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Silas looked at his friends as he sat in the transport. Kage letting his tongue loll. Lucky takeing a catnap. Ova adjusting her bow.
It was in the early hours of the morning, just hours after Joseph had beaten down the gore spy; Jack. Ova had stolen him for something else soon afterward. He was helping her investigate the sudden declined of Apceros and genprey in a section of the desert close to an old oasis. Speculation said it was an plesioth, but Silas from the description wasn't so sure.
He took an energy drink to keep himself energized, and awake.
As they arrived over the desert they heard the captain yell," alright hunters you know the drill. Have six hours to get there and back. After that you'll have to wait for a while, if your still alive, haha."
The four departed with a few others who had quests in the area, spliting up rather quickly. Silas still insanely tired, quickly drank another energy drink as they ran along. Kage taking a well done steak as well without him noticing.
Silas couldn't help but have a sense of foreboding as they all approached the oasis location.
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Gryndal looked down at what the tribe of shakalakas had brought him. The rather large group of felynes and melynx were staring at him, clearly not intimidated at his presence. Oh,how he despised the cat-like creatures.
He leaned down to hear the Shakalakas words.
One of the masked creatures walked forward. He wore a mask that looked like the head of a Rathalos unlike his companions who wore typical shakalaka masks.
He said to Gryndal, "we found-a these cats sneaking around-a-laka. Whatcha want-cha do with them-a-laka?"
Gryndal hearing the word sneaking instantly came to a valid conclusion. He already smelt the scent of a human all over them, and with that scent one that was strangely familiar.
He grinned at the smaller being and told him to slaughter the felynes and melynxes. He wouldn't tolerate their species already, much less spies.
The Shakalaka turned around and yelled, "kill them!"
All the shakalakas around immediately went into a frenzy, diving at the poor felynes. Some even tried go dive through to freedom, only to have a poison pointed blade go through their back and pin them to the ground.
Gryndal watched with glee at the chaos, and saw a felyne escape in his direction.
The little dastard was smiling, most likely thinking Gryndal dim-witted and slow as per his species reputation.
He was anything but.
He lifted a foot and brought it down on the small being, who looked up in sheer terror. Gryndal felt the little creature smoosh, but just to make sure he slid his foot backwards. Leaving a tiny little red smear on the ground.
He looked again to the group of shakalakas. Many were bathing in the felyne and melynx blood. The cat-like beings body parts were steadily being piled for a pure as well by the more religious ones. The last few felynes being killed.
Oh, how Gryndal loved the human-felyne hating creatures, and he had over six-thousand of them at his command,all thanks to an Shakalaka he had found wandering his region with his small tribe.
The uniting of them was so easy to put under one cause. A truce with him and his sister to live on their land, several miles around, and even in the catacombs where the other three thousand grunts of his division, rested at the price of working for him and eliminating any Felynes or Melynx that were found.
He watched as the Rathalos-mask Shakalaka known as Wyrm, launched a fire ball at the pyre. Lighting it and causing the shakalakas to dance around it.
Indeed, the shakalakas were more useful than any human could ever be to him.
Gryndal grinned at what he would and had accomplished with his sister, Myra.
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Myra smiled toward the four waiting for her at the fortress air-ship dock. Zuri her beautiful but deadly personal assassin. Zarek, the mutant-yian garuga who was even deadlier than Zuri. Uziel, her fanatical follower slash general who was a former serial killer and held loyalty to her equal to Cain's and Khan's. Dimitri, the super Brute Tigrex smarter than any average human, and stronger than any molten tigrex,therefore being known as a walking earthquake.
These were four of her eight generals, and Cain and Khan made six. Sad how two were currently MIA and most likely dead.
Few noticed her guards were nowhere to be found.
As she walked down towards them the four bowed or bowed their heads.
"You know I don't consider formalities necessary for you", Myra said to the four, "You never saw George and Knucker do it."
"And they are dead for their disregard my queen", Uziel replied still bowing. The other three already standing.
"So, how did your meeting go", Zuri asked before Uziel could go into a fanatical fantasy again.
Myra smiled at Zuri knowing her intention, "quite well actually, though there are a few things"...
She paused
"I need to sort out."
Zuri didn't show what she thought, she wouldn't question Myra about it.
"Though there is one thing", Myra said her smile flipping to a frown," Khan needs more training again."
The four looked at where Cain and Khan were finally coming towards the group.
Seeing their look Khan instantly deduced what was going on. Cain doing the same.
"Milady",Cain asked.
She turned towards them and said," take Khan to the arena, I'll get something prepared for him."
She turned back to the other four, "go ahead and get your seats. I'll arrive in a little while."
The six nodded and began to leave,Khan notably having a look of worry on his face as headed in a different direction from the others.
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Atlas looked around as he walked around the edges of the arena the humans were using to pit humans and monsters,they called purgatory. Currently they had a battle royale happening, and he was feeding off the rage of one of the fighters; a monoblos from the distance.
Alice was waiting outside up top hidden, but her patience would soon ware thin he knew.
His goal there at the moment was to find and visit another in the vicinity. Of course they didn't know his true nature. Walking forth he felt the swing coming at him long before it hit him.
He dodged and pulled out his scythe and turned at his new foe. A strange looking girl in golden armor he recognized as shagaru x armor. The weapon she wielded is what caught his attention. Most would only look at it once and keep going, but Atlas recognized its purpose. The blade looked old, but was a rainbow of colors. This version of vulcamagnon was one of the three weapons he feared, but he could clearly sense the wielders chaotic emotions, and anger.
If he could have, he would have grinned.
"Malinda", he whispered, "we meet again, or is your brother here as well so you can try at me again with help?"
The woman simply snarled at him, and leaped.
Atlas laughed and blocked her rather quick swing. A light wind going through the nearby stands. Attracting the attention of some of the nearby spectators whose mouths gaped at seeing a strange woman in golden armor fighting a man in Miralis armor.
She kept swinging at Atlas again and again only for him to block each rather easily, leaving her frustrated why she couldn't hit him. Atlas secretly knew why she couldn't.
Deciding to step it up a notch; Atlas feigned a swing and Malinda moved to block, Atlas then lifted upward with the blunter edge and sent Malinda into the stands. She quickly stood picking up vulcamagnon and charging again. Most moving away from the battle, a few trying to stop Atlas only to be cut down quickly.
Malinda growled at him again as she swung.
Atlas simply leapt backward.
Both then launched themselves at each other again, swinging and trying to exchange blows. Malinda landed no hits, while Atlas continually kept getting small hits, drawing purple liquid and mist from her. The monsters and humans nearby reacted violently and trampled others trying to get away. The five in the arena had yet to notice the battle in the stands.
Atlas then performed an unexpected move. Grabbing Malinda's hair as she swung past him, he lifted and threw her into one of the arenas combatants or rather through the combatant. A deviljho. Leaving gore and blood in straight line.
Atlas lept down into the area and quickly stabbed his scythe up into the monoblos jaw before it could react. Busting the brain, and killing it.
The other three, a few humans looked between Malinda and Atlas, having no idea what was happening other than a girl with the frenzy pouring from her wounds was fighting an insanely strong human.
Atlas not approving of their presence, walked towards them. Two of them shaking and failing to lift their weapons. Atlas would have grinned as he kicked the first and launched him into the other and the third behind him, causing them to crash into a pile.
Malinda was slowly getting up, glaring at Atlas who wasn't paying attention to her.
Lifting his scythe Atlas swung down, turning the three humans into a shish-kabob, before he pulled it out. Leaving the three to suffer slowly into death.
Malinda was charging at Atlas again.
Atlas seemingly faded,and Malinda stopped to look for her enemy.
She felt a sudden pain in her gut and she looked down to see the scythes blade coming through slightly. Only to be pulled out quickly.
She feel to her knees and heard Atlas say behind her, "the wound isn't fatal, but of course on a freak like you it doesn't matter; same as your brother... By the way, tell your father he should be wise to keep quiet. I know all his little secrets. Oh, and next time, I would recommend bringing a more... worthy person."
Malinda just sat there as Atlas walked off, and the gates opened. Out came several Gore soldiers trying to find out who Malinda and the strange human were.
She looked at them still shocked at her loss but then turned to soldiers and yelled, "after him you idiots!"
Many just looked at each other and began wondering who she was to order them.
She growled,' or the Lord himself will kill you.'
Many looked to where Atlas was to pursue scared that she may know their lord and not questioning her because of her strange blood. But Atlas was already gone. A hole where the door to the stairs once was, and several bodies left in his wake.
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Khan was once again thinking about his battle against the berserker grunt in Purgatory arena as he entered Myra's personal one.
He had been weak-minded during that battle. So, once again Myra and Gryndal forced him into these training match's to hone him. To make him into the lethal weapon he was made into and supposed to be. The other generals were up above in the stands. Watching as he prepared for what would come though to fight him . There were no others in mostly deserted arena.
Khan then heard the gate across opening. Khan braced himself for what would come through.
The first thing he saw shocked him, quite literally. Khan screeched at the pain at one of his few weaknesses, pure lightning.
Then he saw the two, the pair of Kirins that walked though. Obviously mated, and most likely caught as adults. The pair were already charging him and blasting lightning his way.
Khan quickly letting his innate ability's come forward. Two of his most powerful potential enemies sat before him.
His rage glowed forth. Pouring into his blood, letting the rage of a dragon bury all semblance of conscience. Dragon energy enveloped his whole body. Head to feet to tail. The kirins were clearly shocked by his appearance, but continued to attack. They clearly had no idea the danger they were in. Khan on the other hand, was ready for them.
He needed to rid of the male, he could smell his aggression. His hate toward him. Khan grinned at how he would slaughter the Kirin.
Letting the bolts still hit him, Khan made it look as if he was being beat down by the kirins. Who were still unrelenting toward him. The male; becoming more and more arrogant; kept getting closer to the savage world eater. Grunting and launching lightning continually. The female was much less content and knew something was off, but wasn't denying her mate.
That was their undoing.
Khan quickly moved faster than the kirins could react. He clasped the male in his jaws, teeth, now fueled by dragon energy, cauterized the creatures wounds instantly. The Kirin began freaking as Khan crushed down on him. Biting harder and harder. Then the full bodied "CRUNCH" was heard.
The male kirins body flopped on the ground blood flowing from the two thirds. One of the thirds in Khans jaws. Swallowing the snack, Khan looked at the female who had a look of horror at her mates death.
Khan slowly approached the dragon horse. His footprints leaving the ground molten from the dragon energy on his body. The female was still staring at her mates body as Khans jaws clasped around her neck.
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"Brutal, quick,and efficient as always", Uziel commented as he watched Khan finish the Kirins.
"He is basically Cain's brother after all",Zuri said.
Beside her Zarek and Dimitri grunted in agreement.
"True", Uziel said.
Next to them Cain had a hand on the chin of his helmet.
He let out a sigh," he could have been more efficient."
Uziel looked at him and replied, "you continually push your limit with him, so I wouldn't doubt it, but please my friend. Live in the moment for once."
"How am I not living in the moment?"
Uziel was about to reply when they all heard a familiar voice say," truly Cain is correct, hence why they hold the highest position out of you eight, or rather six now."
They all looked up to see Myra walking down the stairs, dressed in a beautiful light blue dress. Her two guards at her sides.
"Lady Myra what is the occasion", Cain asked, "you are usually in your"...
Zuri interrupted him and said," did you not get told, Lady Myra is hosting a banquet to our success and is inviting several of the titans to it."
Cain simply quieted and looked to the arena where Khan was leaving the arena.
Myra sighed before saying," it's still early, but I just wanted you all to know to find your best uniforms or cloths to it. Zuri, please inform Cain of the rest of it, including our most recent loss."
The woman frowned at the those last words and turned around to leave but heard Cain ask, "Who died?"
She simply replied," you already know."
Cain instantly knew who she spoke of. After all he had found the struggle spot. George and Knucker were more than likely gone, a thought he didn't want to believe.
Cain once again looked to the arena where servants were cleaning up what little was left of the kirins.
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It was now late morning when they got to the location of the oasis. The area seemed clear, no monsters, no felynes, nothing. All calm.
Too calm.
Silas and Ova nodded to each other something was wrong and split across the area. Ova looking for a higher up position. Silas meanwhile crouched and slowly approached the oasis, if it was a plesioth it would be in there. Kage watched the two coordinated and began trying to figure where he fit in.
The second Silas looked in the water though, he immediately turned and began running and yelling," its not a plesioth, capture code blue-green."
In the seconds he said that, both Ova and Lucky had shocked looks. Because that code only meant one thing.
Behind Silas the water erupted as the being in it flew out of the water after Silas.
Kage was shocked by the monstrosities look. It looked somewhat like a gravios, but with large holes all over, seemingly covered in green moss. Its head had strange frills on the side of its head, and what looked like bamboo sticking out on the forehead.
"Goreadomosu",Ova whispered to herself. A monster that did not belong in that region of Desert.
Silas on the other hand had already threw a flash bomb behind him and temporarily stunned the prehistoric wyvern. Kage had turned invisible and hid from it, but was still wondering how he might take it down.
Lucky had climbed up next to Ova and asked her how they were going to catch that.
Ova simply replied," watch."
Below Silas had hidden behind the rock formation, knew the creature knew he was still here.
He dived as a water blast cut through the rock. He looked to see the goreadomosu looking around as if it had been hit, but couldn't see or sense what had.
The monster finally turned its attention to Silas who was hand signaling toward Ova. The archer smiled as she lifted her bow and shooting arrows right the creatures spouts. Diverting its attention again.
Silas took his advantage and blind-sided the monsters leg with his greatsword, cutting slightly, but not enough for any permanent damage.
The goreadomosu pulled one of its best tricks then. It shot straight into the ground, causing water to shoot up around it like a geyser. Silas barely dodging the attack and before turning and seeing the monster screaming as acid covered its face, not the melt kind, but the kind one uses to temporarily blind one. Silas figured he had his work cut out if he could just exhaust the water fortress wyvern.
Ova growled at having been soaked by its attack, too far for any damage, but enough to soak her.
Silas dashed up the rock that had been split and crouched, waiting for the monster to stumble over.
He didn't have to wait. The monster still trying to get the acid off its face launched itself at the wall, ejecting water from it's spouts every few seconds, washing off the acid slowly.
Silas leapt, and landed on its neck.
The goreadomosu did not react kindly, it began launching even more water, trying to drown Silas or lessen his grip, but the experienced trapper held. Finally pulling out his hunting knives and driving them where he could, the monsters neck not handling as well as other parts of its body. The wyvern started doing tricks, flipping over, backflips, slams, trying its best to get Silas off.
Finally the monster collapsed under the strain on its neck, and exhausted by its struggle to get Silas off.
It laid still, seemingly trying to rest. Silas slowly approached, only for it to activate its tail spouts and launch at him...
Only to be tagged by a child Chameleos on the head and diverted sideways toward a wall headfirst. Knocking itself out and putting it into a deep sleep when a few head size holders fell on its head.
Silas looked to Ova and gave a thumbs up before looked at Kage and saying, "great job."
Kage grunted happily at the threats defeat.
Silas smiled as Ova launched a blue-green flare for the capture. Lucky looking at the strange creature they had captured awkwardly.
When they got back to Val habar that afternoon, first thing would be having a nice talk with Joseph, and then he would ask the guildmaster what a goreadomosu might be doing out here.
Once again, his life couldn't have a moments peace.
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I don't own monster hunter.
No one guessing what lore Atlas is based on? Oh well.
Please review.
Again, please read Lupi Della Caccia by Cosmic Guardian, and The monster trapper by Josephiroth.
Oh, and thanks to the anonymous reviewer who alerted me to the fact sections of chapters were missing. That'll be fixed.