Chapter one: The final Battle
ME: Yeah, I know. The Final battle already? But its not what it seems.
Kari: When do we get into the story?
ME: Quiet, you.
The four Warriors of the light stood and looked at the Black tower, the base of their most despised enemy for the longest time. Many beings didn't know what an angel was at the time, but the warriors were angels.
At the angels backs stood an army of tired and frail looking peasants. However, each one of them stood with a grin upon its face, as they were sure that this day was the day that the whole digiworld would be freed from the stain of a demon.
"This is it," said Dirilel, looking up at the tower. It was simply huge, reaching far out of their line of sight at the top. She stood on her tiptoes, trying to see farther and farther up. "Once we beat Asmodeus, this world will be safe." She went back down her feet. "But something is wrong. I am-afraid. Nothing should be able to make us afraid. But the evil in this place is so oppressing, it makes me feel like nothing will ever be right again."
Endarel placed his arm gingerly around his friends wings. "Fear not. We will defeat him No evil can hide for long from us."
Gabriel, the archangel, looked at the two. "Do you think that he has not spotted us?" he said.
"Of course he has spotted us." Tiriel, the leader of the group, stepped towards the door. "Who would not spot us, with an army at our backs." Then he stepped towards the door of the tower, which was carved into the shape of many creatures writhing in agony. "Maybe all he needs is a little reminder." He opened it.
As soon as he did, he was knocked back as a river of Demons poured out of the tower. Snarling a roaring, they poured out of the tower and began ripping at anything they could get. The battle was on.
Endarel unsheathed his long, two handed sword, which jumped up and down with white flame, and began hacking at the demons. In the background, he saw Gabriel go down as his spear was ripped away by one Demon and he was jumped on by three others. Endarel didn't think he was dead, until he saw his soul rise from the demons who were still busy tearing apart his body. The spirit turned to face him. "Fear not, Endarel, righteousness will prevail," were his last words before he dissolved. Tears squinted from Endarel's eyes, but he kept on fighting.
The army of followers they had gathered were doing their best to stand up too the Demons, but they were obviously no match for them. Three villagers were hacked down just to the right. Then, off to his left, Dirilel just simply fell to the ground, as if she was paralyzed. Luckily there were no Demons around her. Endarel rushed quickly over to her and began defending her from the demons that sought her life. As he was fighting, he looked down at his friend. "Dirilel! What is wrong? You must get up quickly!"
Dirilel was sobbing hysterically, with her face pressed against the dirt. " I sa-sa-saw him...I saw him, Endarel..." she sobbed into the dirt.
"Who? Saw who?" Endarel began to panic as he was set upon by five more demons.
"Asmodeus!" She shrieked, tears leaking out of her crystal blue eyes. "I saw Asmodeus...and he was just so horribly evil, so sickeningly wrong..."
"I know he is evil! That is why we are here to destroy him!" Endarel said as he loped the head off a demon. "You must get up, Dirilel!"
"You don't understand!" screamed Dirilel, pounding the dirt with her fist. "He was..."
All the time that they had been sneaking, a clever demon had been sneaking up from Endarel's blind spot. Hungry for blood, he looked from the massive angel swinging a sword, to the seemingly helpless angel on the ground, wings exposed and all. Growling evilly, the demon tore into the back of the angel lying on the ground and tore out its heart. The angel let out a little gasp as it was attacked.
"Dirilel!" Endarel screamed, dropping his sword and picking up his dying friend in his arms. The Demons backed away, thinking he was going to use a powerful spell, but did not stay away for long.
Endarel sobbed as his friend dissolved within his arms. Looking up, he saw the evil face of a demon with blood around its mouth. Smiling evilly, it bent its head closer, preparing to bite Endarel's face off, when Tiriel dropped from above onto it and put its life out forever. "Go, Endarel!" He said as he drew his sword out of the demon. "Go after Asmodeus!"
Endarel's fists shook, and tears dripped from his eyes. "But you need help here..."
"No! I will take care of these demons! Go quickly! Go find Asmodeus and destroy him!"
Endarel took to the air, flying higher and higher up the tower to find Asmodeus. More tears dripped from his eyes as he heard his friend shout one last battle cry at the demons.
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Endarel flew on and on for hours, trying to reach the top of the tower. The ground had long ago disappeared into shapeless landscape. Then he heard the noise.
It started as a small buzzing in the back of his head. Then, as he flew higher and higher, it got louder and louder, until he could hear voices within it-voices of people and things he had known. They would never say the things these voices were saying, though.
His trainer, Tiriel. "Damn it boy, wont you ever do something right? Your useless, totally useless, and you will never be able to fight along my side."
His friends, Dirilel and Gabriel. Gabriel first-"You are always so annoying. You couldn't think of anything to do to save me could you, you worthless weak little twod!"
Then Dirilel. "You meant to let that demon kill me, didn't you, Endarel? I know, you're just too weak to kill me yourself...so at the first opportunity, you let something else kill me."
Endarel didn't let the voices get to him, though. "Those tricks wont work on me, Asmodeus," He muttered under his breath
Then a voice burst inside his brain. It sounded like hundreds of people screaming and moaning in agony, twisted into words. "It was worth a try, wasn't it though?"
Endarel neared the top of the tower, which was open to the sky. All he could see was a huge round room, with a black crystal set in the middle, with black fire dancing all around it.
"Endarel. Now there is a surprise. I was expecting a more dominant member of the group." The screaming voice said, as Asmodeus stepped out from behind the crystal. At the sight of the abomination in front of him, Endarel was stricken and paralyzed with fear.
"Oh, what's that Endarel? Cant move? I'm sorry. But if you'll excuse me, the eclipse is now..."
Endarel watched as the sun was blocked out in the sky. "What's that got to do with anything?"
"I don't have time to explain it to you, idiot," said Asmodeus as he took two runes and began muttering an incantation over them. Endarel looked at the runes. One of them had a silver tracing of a zigzag line, and the other had a black coil set into it.
Suddenly Asmodeus finished the incantation. Black and silver flames shot up from the runes and sped towards the black crystal. The flames merged into the crystal and began to spin around, forming a portal. Asmodeus looked at it in glee. "Yessssss..."
Endarel didn't know what was going on, but he wasn't going to stand by and do nothing. Overcoming the fear that everyone seemed to have of Asmodeus, he began walking towards the demon.
Asmodeus began muttering another incantation, and a silver thread of energy flew from the portal and struck into him. He laughed evilly as he fed off the energy.
Endarel approached Asmodeus directly from the back. When he was a foot from the demon, he drew his sword. Asmodeus turned around.
His eyes glowed an evil red, a fiery red, full of hate and lust for destruction. No trace of remorse of guilt lay in these eyes, for all the sins the owner of the eyes committed. Endarel knew he had to kill this demon.
"Put the sword down, Endarel," said Asmodeus, his claws slowly moving towards Endarel's throat. Maybe, if he was careful, he could kill this Angel before he moved...
Endarel brang his sword down onto those hateful red eyes and wiped them away as Asmodeus was overbalanced and fell into the whirling vortex of black and silver flames. "NOOOOO!" screamed Asmodeus as he began falling farther and farther into the whirlpool of flames. Suddenly, several tentacles sprouted from Asmodeus's shoulders and darted towards Endarel. The angel jumped high, as high as only an angel could, but nonetheless, he felt the tentacles wrapping themselves around his feet...and then he was falling, being tugged into the flames...As quickly as he could, Endarel grabbed onto a roof beam and held on as hard as he could.
They hung there for a few moments, the Angel hanging as hard as he could to a roof beam with one hand, and the Demon swinging slightly in the vortex of silver and black flames, with his tentacles spanning the entire room length, connecting the two.
"Well now, I'll be up in a moment Endarel," snarled Asmodeus, and then his tentacles began to shorten, pulling himself up out of the flames.
Endarel looked down at the Demon, who was rapidly emerging from the pit. Endarel knew he couldn't beat Asmodeus in a hand to hand battle...And so he did the one thing he knew he had to do.
Endarel let go of the beam and plummeted towards the vortex of flames. Asmodeus let out an inhuman roar of rage, which was quickly cut off as they both fell into the pit, with flames racing up all around them, plummeting through time and darkness for all eternity.
After they fell completely out of sight, the whirlpool of flames spun faster and drained, like water in a sink after the plug had been pulled, merging into three things-a black crystal, and the two runestones.
These objects were buried under tons of rubble as the Black tower swayed and fell, throwing up clouds of dust. Outside the tower, the thousands of Demons were crushed under the rocks.
The battle was over.
