Lord Joyde The Madman: Heylo, Guys and Girls! How are you all doing?
And here comes chapter 10, already lol, of The Heart Of Blaze; Second Rebirth!
Not much else I have to say here...
Yes this is crossover'ed with Shadow Of Mordor, I had already stated that beforehand.
Anyways, I sincerely hope that you enjoy the chapter, let's begin!
Don't mind me guys and girls! I'm just a line break...
The Following Day... - Crothu's new base camp - Louise's Point Of View...
"Wadda we do with dis boss?" A Borken approaches me from behind as I slowly dig out the black blade Crothu buried beforehand. Looking behind to see him pointing towards the pile of tree's I had them cut down.
Laughing at bit, I nod at him."Get something sharp and cut the wood into planks. We's gonna use them to make towers, later."
He salutes me and runs off to the other males in the gang.
Cruthu's current gang consists of four women and nine men. Since one of the women knows a lot about poisons, I figured she also knew a lot about herbs, so I had Crothu send them all to gather said herbs which they will then plant nearby.
Two of the males, the ones who belong to the real generation, those who were born and raised without the use of Black Magic, have been sent out to scout the area and take notice of every animal herd or pack nearby. This will be useful for food later on.
The rest of the males are set to gathering wood and chopping down unnecessary trees in the area, as the lake is surrounded by a forest.
Ah yes, the location which Crothu had chosen to become his base of operations is the same Mountain forest lake next to the once-buried black blade.
Taking a look at said blade, I move away from sight to some rocks and then use its metal, alongside Crothu's looted steel axe, to create a new cleaver. A large, heavy and very much dull white-steel cleaver with a fully metallic handle. The actual color is black but I have infused the weapon with white life fibers so that not much can actually break it.
The axe will serve Crothu well in the future. Cracking my neck and sitting down in a meditating position, which is basically a sigh that lets us switch, I close my eyes and let Crothu take over again.
Don't mind me guys and girls! I'm just a line break...
Two days later... - Hlagore's Great Arena - Crothu's Point Of View...
"Let us all welcome our top five young soldiers, three of them warriors, one shaman and one berserker! All of them competing for the same honor... THE TITLE OF CHIEFTAIN!" The spokesman yells out with pride in his voice.
With a deep breath, he continues."Today is a very special day, for the masters mistress, the Overlady of this region, Lady Sylmae herself, has come to watch the proving battlefield!"
The crowd yells out in cheers as our heads turn towards a special balcony, completely covered from the light of the sun, and watch the Lady stand up from her throne to calm the crowd. Without a word, she motions the spokesperson to continue.
With a nod, he turns back towards the crowd as the elven woman sits back down, her butler quickly offering her a glass of red wine... well, red blood, that is.
"Now, as if customary, we shall introduce our competitors! One by one your names shall be called out and you will enter the arena from your cages!" The arena is a huge egg-like structure with a multitude of great gates blocked by iron portcullises. It isn't just sand however. Rather, the arena itself if made up to look much alike to the wild outside of the Balkan, there are tree's, animals, small slopes and lots and lots of big rocks. Each entrance is heightened up so that when a champion leaves the gates, they can be seen by the whole arena.
"Introducing the first, who had completed his first trial, by pure Annihilation, Nakra The Butcher!" He screams out as a random thought enters my mind. Oh right, there are three ways one could have passed the trial beforehand.
A massive Borken leaves the northern gate, bearing a massive iron cleaver in each hand and then raising them into the air as he roars.
The first is Annihilation, and this is the most beloved of the three by the way, which meant killing everyone that applied with you. This guy must be strong.
Screaming echoes as the crowds cheer once more and the spokesperson continues with a smile on his face. Someone's getting paid tonight.. but well, even I can see that he's doing his job correctly.
"Introducing the second, she who surprised all by her appearance, she who had completed her trial by Domination, Sitri The Weapon Mistress!"
A small Borken woman leaves the eastern gates this time, pumping a scarred fist into the air, the female's in the audience cheer for her loudly. Oh, and domination is basically you kill some people and then make others submit.. same as me, really.
"Introducing the third, he who had won by sheer Submission, Rug The Torturer!" Another massive Borken leaves the gates from the western platform... he remains motionless and has a huge black cowl over his head... someone's a bit anti-social isn't he?
Submission is making everybody submit... this is the rarest kind of victory... how he managed to make all fifty people submit before anyone died if beyond me.
Was probably something staged.
Anyways, moving on."Introducing the fourth, she whose magics reaped the lives of fifteen people before the others submitted themselves and thus achieving sheer Domination, Sara The Insane!
The.. floating and rather beautiful female levitates herself out of the south-eastern gate, her long white hair waving through the air in contrast of her pale grey skin. I shake my head, what the hell was that train of thought?
Focusing myself, I prepare to walk forward as the portcullis of my games, which are southern, opens.
"And finally, for the crowds champion, who had also won by sheer Domination, he whose flesh will heal any wound, CROTHU THE INVINCIBLE!"
"CROTHU! CROTHU! CROTHU!" The crowds scream for me as I leave the gates, strangely catching the small smirk appearing on Lady Sylmae's lips. Bloody hell, I really need to fuck something quick.
"Focus now, little brother. You cannot let yourself lose this." Louise's phantasmal voice echoes in my mind and I steel myself as if it was second nature for me, an imaginary smirk from her telling me it might just be so.
Cracking my neck, I notice the spokesperson grinning at me as the other competitors glare in my general direction. Well sorry for you not listening to the chieftain who probably told you to kill people artistically. I feel a vein popping on my forehead.
Not that it matters, they are all going to be dead by the end of these games. Readying my cleaver, I turn my head around towards the elven lady only to find her staring at my sweating chest. Blinking, she turns her head around acting cool, as if nothing happened.
Laughing a little, I turn back towards the arena, but not before I send her a wink."Now then, here comes the moment you have all been waiting for..."
"Three!" He screams out and we all focus our legs... and magic, for we needed to sprint into the forest in order to find a proper location.
All of us but one, that is. Nakra stands still, as if uncaring. Hmm, well I suppose a warriors best fighting position is raw, straight ground.. and the crowds are gonna love it if he kills someone there, I'm gonna take advantage of this.
"Two!" One of the females, the weapon mistress, lays down on all fours as if she was a wild animal and I nearly laugh. She has a gigantic crossbow on her back.
"One!" I crack my neck.
"GO!" And thus, the battle has begun.
Running through the forest, I kick Rug aside as he tries to stand in my way. With a grunt of disapproval, he then switches targets to one of the females as he realizes my intentions.
Reaching Nakra's plateau, I crack my neck again as he stares at me."Ah, a true fellow warrior. I knew at least one of the two other men would have a spine."
Shrugging, I simply state."Actually, Rug was coming here too but he gave me the go ahead first."
Nodding in surprise, the massive Borken Warrior readies his weapons."Very well! Let us see who is superior, come brother!"
"ROAAAARH!" A characteristic scream of battle fury echoes from my mouth as I leap towards Nakra's gigantic form.
He positions his weapons into a cross shape, trying to block my attack... bad idea.
Quickly making use of his slow movement, I turn my cleaver around so that the non-bladed part hits him, easily sending his left axe flying as he staggers and I dig my fingers into the stone wall.
"AAAAAARGH!" A sudden scream takes away our attention momentarily as we see Rug being splattered onto the wall opposite of us by a huge blast of earth rising from the ground.
Shaking my head and taking advantage of the disorientation, I quickly swing at his sides and cut open his stomach. He screams out and grabs his falling intestines with a hand and shoves them back inside. The moment of horror caused by this is enough for him to shove one of his axes into my chest.
Grinning as pain overtakes my horror, I headbutt him away from me and tear out his axe."GRYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAH!" I yell out as I throw the axe to the ground next to him and the crowds go wilder and wilder with every nook my flesh regenerates.
"CROTHU! CROTHU! CROTHU!" The resounding music of the crowds echoes in my ears as I prepare one final strike, a blow filled with essence, and I leap into the air, this time cleaving a fear-filled Nakra, in half.
Not even having a minute to enjoy my kill, a giant crossbow bolt tears off my mouth before I could roar out. So rude.
Turning my jaw less head around, I take one look at at the supposedly camouflaged Sitri before flashing her a jaw-less, but equally blood-thirsty, smile."Bloody Hell..." She mutters out in fear as she tries to run away into the forest but I, like the rabid beast I felt myself turning into, leaped towards her neck and tore her head of just as my jaw regenerated.
I found the taste to be... quite appealing, actually."Ah, the many benefits of being an evolved. Eh, little brother?"
"I s-submit!" Turning my head around as I notice Sara, along with her insane yet also fearful grin, shivering at me with her hands raised.
Taking one quick glance over her to confirm my raising desire, I simply state as I approach her."Accepted. You are my lieutenant from now on..."
She gulps in as I draw closer to her neck.".. but for tonight, you are also my toy."
Her eyes grow wide but before she can say anything, I simply slam her neck and thus, knock her out.
Dragging her out of the forest alongside the remainder of the head of Sitri, I walk up Nakra's Platform. The crowd waits for me to finish walking as I throw Sara's body aside and raise both of my arms up in the air."VICTORY! IS! MIIIIIIIIIIIINEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
"CROTHU! CROTHU! CROTHU! CROTHU! CROTHU!" They cheer and cheer as I glance at Lady Sylmae and then flash her a toothy, albeit bloody and insane, grin.
She smirks and winks at me in the blink of an eye before recomposing herself.
Turning back to my roaring, I let myself smirk even wider. Yeah, today was a good day, indeed!
Don't mind me guys and girls! I'm just a line break...
At that same time... - Outskirts of Castle Olympus... - Reader's Point Of View...
"Quickly! We must be done with this before the humans notice!" A hooded elven man quietly urges his partner.
"Maybe if you helped me dig, we would have already been done with this shit, for The Queen's Sake!" He replies.
"And if nobody kept watch we would have been caught by now! You sh-" A response stopped midway as the other one carves their objective out of the cold earth.
They both look at the ornamental urn with some interest."So that's it then? The urn carrying the ashes of the Phoenix's supposed lover?"
"Yeah, look. Even the name fits." The partner points at the center of the urn with a bony finger.
A satisfied nod from the other one as they both turn around."Quick. Give it here and lets teleport the hell out of here."
As the two elven men chant their spell, the magic of it spins the urn around, fully making the name of its contents visible.
Hello, its been awhile..
Dearest..
Siesta.
Don't mind me guys and girls! I'm just a line break...
Lord Joyde: And that is it for chapter 10 of The Heart Of Blaze; Second Rebirth!
Sorry for all the delays but with all the fucking writer's blocks, sickness, stepping on glass barefoot (yeah, that happened ._. ow) and the start of College, you could say I've been fucked in every way possible before I got enough energy to type this chapter down! I sincerely hope that you enjoy it...
Even if I realize that it's not my best chapter ever.
Anyways, read and review! And Good Morning/Day/Night to you all! ADIOS FOR NOW!