Title: The Ultimate Battle
Author: MissKTFan
Disclaimer: This story is fiction. I do not own any of the wrestlers included in this story. There is adult content in this story, which includes, sex, violence, and vulgar language. This story is copyrighted to me and should anyone wish to use this, I ask that you get my permission first.
Main Characters: The Ministry, Nisa Other characters: Venus, Florian, Adonis, the gods
Brief Description: Taker finds out that Nisa is his child. Can he convince her to love and respect him?
The following day, Mideon and Gangrel gathered all the men together. They rode into Dalriada and Anatolia and captured several men, women, and children, bringing them back to Death Valley. When they returned to Death Valley, Undertaker was waiting for them. He smiled when he saw the large number of innocent souls he would take, making them slaves in his fortress. "Take them to the dungeon. Chain them to the walls. We will begin shortly." He ordered. One by one, the people were led down to the dungeon and chained to the walls. A small child who appeared to be around Nisa's age was bounded to the altar, chosen to be the first victim.
Lord Undertaker spent the entire night claiming their souls and turning them to the darkness. They all bowed before Medesa and accepted him as their one true god. By morning, Undertaker was drained and needed rest. "Watch Nisa today." He ordered his brother. Kane nodded and went to find his niece. He found her sitting in the hall, staring out the window. "What is wrong, child?" He asked, when he saw the gloomy look on her face. "I do not understand things." Nisa replied. "What is it that you don't understand?" Kane asked. "Why, if I am the chosen Guardian of Light, must I worship the darkness?" Nisa asked. Kane knew this was a question for his brother to answer, so he told her it would be explained at a later time.
After that day, Lord Undertaker began to teach his daughter dark magic and led her deeper into the darkness. When Nisa turned fourteen, she was done with her training and proved to be a very powerful child. Her understanding of the darkness grew along with her power and her control. Most bowed down to her now as they did to her father, knowing any disrespect towards her would bring punishment.
Nisa, who saw the respect she started to receive, began to take it for granted. One afternoon, she left the fortress without telling anyone and rode to Armenia. She stopped at the inn she had spent the first ten years of her life in. When she walked in, she saw Florian behind the counter. "Nisa." Florian cried, upon seeing the child she raised. Nisa smiled innocently at Florian and walked over to her. "Child, you've grown so much." Florian commented. "I have." Nisa replied. "What are you doing here? No one has seen or heard from you for four long years." Florian stated. "I've been learning." Nisa explained. "Tis a shame what happened to your father, child." Florian commented. "My father? My father is fine." Nisa stated.
Lord Undertaker walked through the castle looking for his daughter. "Where is Nisa?" He asked his brother Kane. "I do not know, brother. I went to her chambers, but she is not there." Kane stated. "Find her now." Undertaker shouted. The men searched every part of the castle but found Nisa nowhere. Finally, one of the stable boys came into the castle. "Lord, your daughter has taken a horse and rode out of Death Valley." He stated. "She what?" Undertaker roared. "Yes, there is a horse missing. One of the guards saw her leave this morning." The stable boy said. "Bring him to me now." Undertaker bellowed. The guard was brought before his Lord, his throat slit as punishment for his mistake.
Undertaker tried to speak to his daughter, but her mind was closed to him. "She is blocking me out. She does not want me to know where she is at." He growled. "I'm sure she is fine, brother." Kane said, knowing Nisa would be in great trouble when she returned. "She is not permitted to leave Death Valley unless I know about it." Undertaker shouted. Kane nodded silently, realizing how great his brother's anger was.
Florian studied the child before her for a long moment. "Nisa, that beast is not your father." She stated. Nisa's eyes widened when she heard Florian insult her father. She responded by slapping her across the face. "Never speak poorly of my father. He is Lord of Death Valley and will someday rule these lands." Nisa stated. Florian lowered her head, unable to look at the child now. She knew that he had turned her and that her soul was black now.
The gods had sensed her presence and appeared before her now. "Nisa, the chosen one, returns to the land of Armenia, her soul black, her magic, dark." Wisteria stated. "Child, why have you come?" Sparta, the wind god, asked. "I have come to warn you. My father may want to rule these lands and will wait until the time is right, but I will come before him. I will destroy the lands and the people who live in them. All will be at my mercy and they will bow down before my father, accepting him as their Lord." Nisa said.
"You are mistaken. We will stop you. Collectively, we are as powerful as you are. You do not understand the gods or their powers. You never learned, child. Now, you will learn what it means to have power. We will be your savior and bring you home to Armenia to stay." Ra, the sun god, said. Nisa laughed heartily at this statement, knowing her powers were increasing with each passing day. "You are fools to think that you can stop me. I am nearly as powerful as my father, the Dark Lord. Medesa will be pleased when I tell him the seven gods have perished under my wrath." Nisa stated.
She left the inn and got on her horse. "Nisa, you cannot leave us." Iphis said. He raised his hands in the air and brought a barrier down upon her, keeping her from leaving Armenia. Nisa realized that she was in an awful predicament, so she did the only thing she could think of. She started to meditate. The gods watched her silently, wondering if she could really escape such a barrier, but after a few minutes, they saw that she could not.
Author: MissKTFan
Disclaimer: This story is fiction. I do not own any of the wrestlers included in this story. There is adult content in this story, which includes, sex, violence, and vulgar language. This story is copyrighted to me and should anyone wish to use this, I ask that you get my permission first.
Main Characters: The Ministry, Nisa Other characters: Venus, Florian, Adonis, the gods
Brief Description: Taker finds out that Nisa is his child. Can he convince her to love and respect him?
The following day, Mideon and Gangrel gathered all the men together. They rode into Dalriada and Anatolia and captured several men, women, and children, bringing them back to Death Valley. When they returned to Death Valley, Undertaker was waiting for them. He smiled when he saw the large number of innocent souls he would take, making them slaves in his fortress. "Take them to the dungeon. Chain them to the walls. We will begin shortly." He ordered. One by one, the people were led down to the dungeon and chained to the walls. A small child who appeared to be around Nisa's age was bounded to the altar, chosen to be the first victim.
Lord Undertaker spent the entire night claiming their souls and turning them to the darkness. They all bowed before Medesa and accepted him as their one true god. By morning, Undertaker was drained and needed rest. "Watch Nisa today." He ordered his brother. Kane nodded and went to find his niece. He found her sitting in the hall, staring out the window. "What is wrong, child?" He asked, when he saw the gloomy look on her face. "I do not understand things." Nisa replied. "What is it that you don't understand?" Kane asked. "Why, if I am the chosen Guardian of Light, must I worship the darkness?" Nisa asked. Kane knew this was a question for his brother to answer, so he told her it would be explained at a later time.
After that day, Lord Undertaker began to teach his daughter dark magic and led her deeper into the darkness. When Nisa turned fourteen, she was done with her training and proved to be a very powerful child. Her understanding of the darkness grew along with her power and her control. Most bowed down to her now as they did to her father, knowing any disrespect towards her would bring punishment.
Nisa, who saw the respect she started to receive, began to take it for granted. One afternoon, she left the fortress without telling anyone and rode to Armenia. She stopped at the inn she had spent the first ten years of her life in. When she walked in, she saw Florian behind the counter. "Nisa." Florian cried, upon seeing the child she raised. Nisa smiled innocently at Florian and walked over to her. "Child, you've grown so much." Florian commented. "I have." Nisa replied. "What are you doing here? No one has seen or heard from you for four long years." Florian stated. "I've been learning." Nisa explained. "Tis a shame what happened to your father, child." Florian commented. "My father? My father is fine." Nisa stated.
Lord Undertaker walked through the castle looking for his daughter. "Where is Nisa?" He asked his brother Kane. "I do not know, brother. I went to her chambers, but she is not there." Kane stated. "Find her now." Undertaker shouted. The men searched every part of the castle but found Nisa nowhere. Finally, one of the stable boys came into the castle. "Lord, your daughter has taken a horse and rode out of Death Valley." He stated. "She what?" Undertaker roared. "Yes, there is a horse missing. One of the guards saw her leave this morning." The stable boy said. "Bring him to me now." Undertaker bellowed. The guard was brought before his Lord, his throat slit as punishment for his mistake.
Undertaker tried to speak to his daughter, but her mind was closed to him. "She is blocking me out. She does not want me to know where she is at." He growled. "I'm sure she is fine, brother." Kane said, knowing Nisa would be in great trouble when she returned. "She is not permitted to leave Death Valley unless I know about it." Undertaker shouted. Kane nodded silently, realizing how great his brother's anger was.
Florian studied the child before her for a long moment. "Nisa, that beast is not your father." She stated. Nisa's eyes widened when she heard Florian insult her father. She responded by slapping her across the face. "Never speak poorly of my father. He is Lord of Death Valley and will someday rule these lands." Nisa stated. Florian lowered her head, unable to look at the child now. She knew that he had turned her and that her soul was black now.
The gods had sensed her presence and appeared before her now. "Nisa, the chosen one, returns to the land of Armenia, her soul black, her magic, dark." Wisteria stated. "Child, why have you come?" Sparta, the wind god, asked. "I have come to warn you. My father may want to rule these lands and will wait until the time is right, but I will come before him. I will destroy the lands and the people who live in them. All will be at my mercy and they will bow down before my father, accepting him as their Lord." Nisa said.
"You are mistaken. We will stop you. Collectively, we are as powerful as you are. You do not understand the gods or their powers. You never learned, child. Now, you will learn what it means to have power. We will be your savior and bring you home to Armenia to stay." Ra, the sun god, said. Nisa laughed heartily at this statement, knowing her powers were increasing with each passing day. "You are fools to think that you can stop me. I am nearly as powerful as my father, the Dark Lord. Medesa will be pleased when I tell him the seven gods have perished under my wrath." Nisa stated.
She left the inn and got on her horse. "Nisa, you cannot leave us." Iphis said. He raised his hands in the air and brought a barrier down upon her, keeping her from leaving Armenia. Nisa realized that she was in an awful predicament, so she did the only thing she could think of. She started to meditate. The gods watched her silently, wondering if she could really escape such a barrier, but after a few minutes, they saw that she could not.