Chapter 4
The room was damp and dark. The smell of rotting corpse's lingured around the air. In the far corner, dim green lights barely illuminated the large room. Pillars of black fire rose from the ground, reaching towards the roof, just barely managing to kiss it every so often. Shadows flew around the room in patterns, repeating the cycle over and over, never stopping. Figures stood around a large throne like chair, with vampiric skulls, at the ends of the brimstone arm rest, while the rest of the chair was pure gold. Symbols covered the gigantic chair, like hyroglyphics. On the side's of the chair stood two large beast, chained to the base. They were cover in matted fur, with long jagged claws, and a large bone snaping jaw. As the huge beast scanned the room, theirs eyes glowed green like head lights from a car, watching all the movement. In the Chair sat a dark figure, even as some of the monsters, came closer to see what he looked like, he would just become darker, less detailed in his form. But one thing stayed the same, it's eye's. They were as large as fist, and glowed very dimly in any color, it wanted them to.
"So what do you feeble minded people have to tell me?" The shadowy figure asked, with a ring in his voice that caused any and everything to cover their ears. "Well?"
A smaller figure came out of the crowd, crawling on it's hands and knees. It resembled the beast to his side's, but, was quite smaller. It's body looked as if something or someone hand burned it to a sinder.
"What in the HELL happened to you?" The shadow said leaning a bit closer to the nearly lifeless beast of his.
It tried to lift it's head but couldn't. It's body slowy colapsed flat on the tar like floor. It's wounds were bleeding a foamy black substance.
"Well, speak my child." The Shadow asked as he lifted the head of the large beast.
"I....I al....most," It paused for a breif second to swallow the lump in its throut, "had her...."
Before the monstrousity could finish, the Shadow lifted it's large arm, and batted the beast acrossed the room.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU ALMOST HAD HER?" His eye's became a crimson red color, as it stood, towering over everything in the room. "How could you almost have her, your ten times stronger then this Slayer." A large tumbling growl could be heard through the room, as it echoed back and forth. "Well, answer."
The tortuered beast layed against the wall off to the side of the throne, trying to straighten itself, so it could answer.
"It wasn't the Slayer, it was something else." It said, as it spit up some of what appeared to be a thick peice of something vital.
"The Slayer didn't do this?" The shadow paused as its eyes became as fire, "Are you saying that I'm a fool, Tendril?" The shadow sat back down. "Are you saying, that when I told you that only a slayer could stop us, nothing else. That I was lying about are future victory."
"No, not at all Lord Prythis." Tendril, slowly came to his feet, leaning most of his weight against the wall. "But it wasn't the Slayer that did this to me, it was something else."
The room full of monsters looked all around to one another wondering, if it wasn't the Slayer, then what could it have been.
Lord Prythis looked at all the confused looks, of his minions, then back over to Tendril.
"Tell what you know, my child." Prythis said, as he reached his large hand up to Tendril. Tendrils eye's went as wide as they could in fright.
Tendril knew what his Master meant by that, and it scared the hell out of him. Tendril tried to run, but as his weight left the brace of the wall and back onto his weakened legs, he fell, hard, breaking the once craked ribs. Lord Prythis, then lifted Tendril into the air, levitating him closer to his own hand. Tendrils knowledge would be his, now and forever.
As Tendril came closer, Prythis opened his mouth, allowing it to become large enough to swallow his small minion. Tendril tried to fight free of his Lords power, but, couldn't. Prythis's power was to great, and Tendril knew this, but, he also knew that if he became part of Prythis, he would be in a never ending torment, that he himself would feel for all eternity.
When Tendril came close enough, Prythis reached out with both hands, griping onto Tendril. Sharp jagged barbs breeched Tendrils skin, creating even more pain for himself. Tendril looked into the mouth of his master and just began to screem. The screeming was agonizing to the ears of alls those around, making them all fall to their knees in pain. And then it stopped.
Letting his arms flop over the edge of the giant chair, Prythis, aloud his two pets to lick his hands clean, from the blood that covered them.
"We will have to use a new plan against something the likes of this." No one in the room could tell, but, Prythis began to smile. As he new now that Tendril wasn't lying. "Call forth the Hydra." Lord Prythis said, pointing at one of his minions to go do his biding.
"Yes my Lord." One soluted, as it rushed off.
"Lets see what this man can do?" Prythis said, as he busted into a sickening laughter.
The room was damp and dark. The smell of rotting corpse's lingured around the air. In the far corner, dim green lights barely illuminated the large room. Pillars of black fire rose from the ground, reaching towards the roof, just barely managing to kiss it every so often. Shadows flew around the room in patterns, repeating the cycle over and over, never stopping. Figures stood around a large throne like chair, with vampiric skulls, at the ends of the brimstone arm rest, while the rest of the chair was pure gold. Symbols covered the gigantic chair, like hyroglyphics. On the side's of the chair stood two large beast, chained to the base. They were cover in matted fur, with long jagged claws, and a large bone snaping jaw. As the huge beast scanned the room, theirs eyes glowed green like head lights from a car, watching all the movement. In the Chair sat a dark figure, even as some of the monsters, came closer to see what he looked like, he would just become darker, less detailed in his form. But one thing stayed the same, it's eye's. They were as large as fist, and glowed very dimly in any color, it wanted them to.
"So what do you feeble minded people have to tell me?" The shadowy figure asked, with a ring in his voice that caused any and everything to cover their ears. "Well?"
A smaller figure came out of the crowd, crawling on it's hands and knees. It resembled the beast to his side's, but, was quite smaller. It's body looked as if something or someone hand burned it to a sinder.
"What in the HELL happened to you?" The shadow said leaning a bit closer to the nearly lifeless beast of his.
It tried to lift it's head but couldn't. It's body slowy colapsed flat on the tar like floor. It's wounds were bleeding a foamy black substance.
"Well, speak my child." The Shadow asked as he lifted the head of the large beast.
"I....I al....most," It paused for a breif second to swallow the lump in its throut, "had her...."
Before the monstrousity could finish, the Shadow lifted it's large arm, and batted the beast acrossed the room.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU ALMOST HAD HER?" His eye's became a crimson red color, as it stood, towering over everything in the room. "How could you almost have her, your ten times stronger then this Slayer." A large tumbling growl could be heard through the room, as it echoed back and forth. "Well, answer."
The tortuered beast layed against the wall off to the side of the throne, trying to straighten itself, so it could answer.
"It wasn't the Slayer, it was something else." It said, as it spit up some of what appeared to be a thick peice of something vital.
"The Slayer didn't do this?" The shadow paused as its eyes became as fire, "Are you saying that I'm a fool, Tendril?" The shadow sat back down. "Are you saying, that when I told you that only a slayer could stop us, nothing else. That I was lying about are future victory."
"No, not at all Lord Prythis." Tendril, slowly came to his feet, leaning most of his weight against the wall. "But it wasn't the Slayer that did this to me, it was something else."
The room full of monsters looked all around to one another wondering, if it wasn't the Slayer, then what could it have been.
Lord Prythis looked at all the confused looks, of his minions, then back over to Tendril.
"Tell what you know, my child." Prythis said, as he reached his large hand up to Tendril. Tendrils eye's went as wide as they could in fright.
Tendril knew what his Master meant by that, and it scared the hell out of him. Tendril tried to run, but as his weight left the brace of the wall and back onto his weakened legs, he fell, hard, breaking the once craked ribs. Lord Prythis, then lifted Tendril into the air, levitating him closer to his own hand. Tendrils knowledge would be his, now and forever.
As Tendril came closer, Prythis opened his mouth, allowing it to become large enough to swallow his small minion. Tendril tried to fight free of his Lords power, but, couldn't. Prythis's power was to great, and Tendril knew this, but, he also knew that if he became part of Prythis, he would be in a never ending torment, that he himself would feel for all eternity.
When Tendril came close enough, Prythis reached out with both hands, griping onto Tendril. Sharp jagged barbs breeched Tendrils skin, creating even more pain for himself. Tendril looked into the mouth of his master and just began to screem. The screeming was agonizing to the ears of alls those around, making them all fall to their knees in pain. And then it stopped.
Letting his arms flop over the edge of the giant chair, Prythis, aloud his two pets to lick his hands clean, from the blood that covered them.
"We will have to use a new plan against something the likes of this." No one in the room could tell, but, Prythis began to smile. As he new now that Tendril wasn't lying. "Call forth the Hydra." Lord Prythis said, pointing at one of his minions to go do his biding.
"Yes my Lord." One soluted, as it rushed off.
"Lets see what this man can do?" Prythis said, as he busted into a sickening laughter.
