gore galore
Warning! Warning! Danger, Will Robinson! Now, as you, my dear psychotic readers may have
already sussed by the title, this chapter of the story contains extreme graphic violence.
People WILL die. Killed and mutilated in horribly twisted ways, eaten alive by freaks,
monsters, cruel warped demons.
If this sort of thing isn't your bag, please go and read something else.
I don't want to be responsible for corrupting your minds...yet. So, you have been warned.
I don't expect flames. I've given you fair warning, so don't come crying to me if your
favourite character dies.
Ash, Brock, Misty and Chaindog walked slowly down the pitch black tunnel. Strange
crystals grew out of the walls at 20 metre intervals, radiating a soft light, just enough
for the travellers to see a few feet ahead. Their footsteps echoed faintly in the complete
silence, broken only by the sound of water dripping from the roof of the passage. The 4-man
gang continued down the tunnel for about half an hour. Then Chaindog suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?" Ash whispered. Chaindog silently pointed to a trip wire stretched low
across the tunnel floor. Then he pointed to a row of loaded crossbows set in the wall.
Ash and Misty gasped. Brock paled.
"You mean that tripwire would have..." Chaindog nodded. He stepped carefully over the wire
followed by the others.
"We'd better be more careful in future" Ash said. Then they continued on the way.
After another 20 minutes, Chaindog stopped again. He sniffed the air for a few seconds.
"Draw your swords" he said quietly. "Something's coming." Ash, Brock and Misty slowly
unsheathed their weapons. A few seconds later they heard a faint sound, growing louder
as it came nearer. The sounds of roars, shrieks and bestial chanting. Bellows of rage
and bloodlust from creatures that might have once been human, mixed with howls of fury.
Seconds later, they saw the attackers. Misty screamed as a huge band of vicious monsters
rounded a bend in the tunnel and skidded to a halt to glare at the four adventurers.
Ash counted 10 of the creatures in total. they stood around 6 feet tall. Slimy green skin
covered thei bodies and they banged their curved scimitars exitedly on their small shields.
Chaindog spat on the tunnel floor. The beasts moved and Chaindog charged toward them,
screaming a loud battle cry and swinging a huge double-headed axe. Most of the hideous
monsters went straight for chaindog. Ash could see Brock and Misty fighting for their lives.
Then he saw one of the beasts charging him down. Ash closed his eyes, slashing his sword
wildly from side to side. A shudder ran up his arm as he felt his blade sink deep into the
creature's side. The monster collapsed with a loud bellow of agony. Ash opened his eyes and
saw the beast lying dead at his feet. He sighed with relief, but immediately remembered the
others. He needn't have worried. the rest of the monsters were already dead. Chaindog's huge
axe had carved a red ruin through the beasts, leaving a bloody trail in it's wake. Without
bothering to wait for the others, Chaindog walked round the corner of the tunnel. Looking
into a small alcove, he found a large chest. He opened it, revealing an eclectic pile of
weapons, scrolls and bottles. Ash, Brock and Misty caught up with Chaindog and stared at the
loot. Chaindog seemed to know what everything was, and began to divide the items equally
between the group. He handed the two bottles to Ash, telling him "The pink bottle contains a
healing balm. The green bottle is an antidote, for curing poison." He gave the two scrolls
to Misty, saying "These are fireball spells. Read the scroll to cast an exploding ball of
magic at your enemies." Then he gave a gleaming red sword to Brock. "The red sword is the
bane of dragons and demons. It's edged with red magic, so use it wisely." Finaly, Chaindog
tucked a small black ball into his pocket. Then he continued down the tunnel. As he followed,
Ash spotted something glinting in the bottom of the chest. He looked in and saw a single gold
coin lying in the bottom. He quickly snatched it up, slipping it into his pocket, before
running after the others.
Ash, Brock, Misty and Chaindog stared at the large double doors they had come to. Brock knelt
down to read the plaque next to the door.
"Somewhere deep within the next chamber awaits Agrash the Demonlord, demon necromancer from the abyss. He must
be destroyed. But first you must find him. Between you and the evil one is one of the most
fearsome beasts you will ever see. The pit fiend. Fight it. Only the mightiest will prevail.
Evade it, possibly with skill. Entrap it, possibly with luck. Whatever you try, you will need
all your cunning and resolve to defeat this awesome beast. Then you will have your chance at
Agrash himself. destroying him will bring peace to the innocent souls Agrash has despatched
to his masters in Hell. May the gods go with you." Brock turned to look
at the others. Ash had turned pale. Misty was sending a silent prayer to the heavens and
Chaindog had a manic expression on his face. Brock stood back as Chaindog kicked the double
doors open and advanced into the gloom beyond.
A narrow ledge ran along the wall above the pit. Far below, the pit fiend thrashed about in
it's sand-covered lair. Standing some 15 metres high, the huge dinosaur-like beast stood on
it's thick legs, using it's tail for extra balance. Mottled green scales covered it's hide
and it's jaws opened and shut with bone-snapping power. Ash felt faint as he edged along
the narrow platform behind Brock. Chaindog was leading and Misty was at the back of the line.
Ash glanced past Chaindog. He could see the doorway. They were nearly there!. Suddenly, a
section of the wall began to move, pushing Misty towards the edge of the platform.
"Misty!" Ash cried. He reached out to grab her but missed. Misty screamed as she plummeted
to the bottom of the pit. luckily the sand in the pit saved her from any real injury, but the
pit fiend was closing fast.
"The spells! use the spells!" Hearing Brock's advice, Misty yanked one of the scrolls out . she
extended her hand, palm outwards and began to read. her eyes flicked across the scroll. Then
she began to chant rapidly. As Misty finished, a bolt of fire shot out of her hand, scoring a
direct hit on the incoming pit fiend. The rank smell of ozone and burnt flesh filled the air.
The fiend roared in pain and outrage and lunged at Misty. Misty began to chant again, but before
she could finish the spell, the pit fiend was upon her. The beast lunged, slashing at Misty's
stomach with it's claws. The scarlet ribbons of Misty's intestines spilled out onto the floor.
The beast continued to tear at Misty's body until it yielded shreds, then slabs of flesh. The
impact tumbled the limp body across the floor and the fiend pounced, biting into Misty's arm.
The creature shook it's head ferouciously and there was a sickening ripping sound as the arm
was stripped of muscle and sinew, leaving only bones and gristle. High above, Ash turned and
was violently sick against the wall. Brock rubbed Ash's back, trying to calm him down. Chaindog
whistled loudly and the beast roared angrily. Chaindog pulled the black ball from his pocket,
tossing it into the pit. The pit fiend swallowed it with a comical gulp. Then it's head exploded
as the bomb detonated. Chaindog turned round to face Ash and Brock. Brock was hugging Ash gently.
The small boy was crying and shuddering as he fell into shock. He buried his face in Brocks
shoulder, sniffling and whimpering sadly. Brock stroked Ash's hair.
"Ssshhh. Don't cry. I know it hurts, but we're still alive. At least we can still be happy
about that. Ash nodded, sniffing and wiping his eyes. Then they followed Chaindog into the
next room.
The trio found themselves in a large, circular room. A huge chalk pentogram had been drawn
in the middle of the floor and a large steel door was set in the opposite wall. As Ash and
Brock looked round the otherwise empty room, the pentogram began to glow. Chaindog drew his axe
and Brock instinctively drew his red sword.
"Stay back" he told Ash. There was a blinding flash, and there stood Agrash. His red skin
glowed brightly with evil magic and the cruel, curved horns on his head gleamed brightly. In his
left hand, he carried a flaming trident. Brock began to raise his sword and Agrash moved. The
trident went up. His horns went down and he charged. Ash screamed as Brock was impaled by the
demon necromancer's horns. Brock struggled feebly for a few seconds, then he was still. Agrash
shook his head, tossing Brock's corpse across the room. Then he turned to face Ash. Then
Chaindog moved. In one huge bound, he reached Brock's body, snatching the red sword. Instantly
the brave warrior fell upon Agrash, roaring and cursing. Ash saw Agrash reel back a pace and a
half, and for a second it looked like the fight might be won...
Red Lotus froze as she heard a sound. Gary looked at her. He turned away to look round the cave
they were in. when he turned back, Red Lotus was gone. Gary felt panic rising. then a huge band
of imps suddenly rushed out of the shadows...
Chaindog was losing. Ash winced as he staggered from another blow.
"Go!" Chaindog yelled. "Go now!"
"But he'll kill you!"
"I said go!"
"But I..."
"If you don't get out of here now i'll kill you myself!" Ash could see Chaindog was serious.
He hesitated for a few seconds, then turned and ran.
Gary cried out as he felt a blade sink into his ankle. He attacked the imps that swarmed
him viciously, but it seemed the more he killed, the more there were. Gary sent a
desperate prayer to the gods as he felt another sharp dagger sink into his thigh...
TO BE CONTINUED...
Warning! Warning! Danger, Will Robinson! Now, as you, my dear psychotic readers may have
already sussed by the title, this chapter of the story contains extreme graphic violence.
People WILL die. Killed and mutilated in horribly twisted ways, eaten alive by freaks,
monsters, cruel warped demons.
If this sort of thing isn't your bag, please go and read something else.
I don't want to be responsible for corrupting your minds...yet. So, you have been warned.
I don't expect flames. I've given you fair warning, so don't come crying to me if your
favourite character dies.
Ash, Brock, Misty and Chaindog walked slowly down the pitch black tunnel. Strange
crystals grew out of the walls at 20 metre intervals, radiating a soft light, just enough
for the travellers to see a few feet ahead. Their footsteps echoed faintly in the complete
silence, broken only by the sound of water dripping from the roof of the passage. The 4-man
gang continued down the tunnel for about half an hour. Then Chaindog suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?" Ash whispered. Chaindog silently pointed to a trip wire stretched low
across the tunnel floor. Then he pointed to a row of loaded crossbows set in the wall.
Ash and Misty gasped. Brock paled.
"You mean that tripwire would have..." Chaindog nodded. He stepped carefully over the wire
followed by the others.
"We'd better be more careful in future" Ash said. Then they continued on the way.
After another 20 minutes, Chaindog stopped again. He sniffed the air for a few seconds.
"Draw your swords" he said quietly. "Something's coming." Ash, Brock and Misty slowly
unsheathed their weapons. A few seconds later they heard a faint sound, growing louder
as it came nearer. The sounds of roars, shrieks and bestial chanting. Bellows of rage
and bloodlust from creatures that might have once been human, mixed with howls of fury.
Seconds later, they saw the attackers. Misty screamed as a huge band of vicious monsters
rounded a bend in the tunnel and skidded to a halt to glare at the four adventurers.
Ash counted 10 of the creatures in total. they stood around 6 feet tall. Slimy green skin
covered thei bodies and they banged their curved scimitars exitedly on their small shields.
Chaindog spat on the tunnel floor. The beasts moved and Chaindog charged toward them,
screaming a loud battle cry and swinging a huge double-headed axe. Most of the hideous
monsters went straight for chaindog. Ash could see Brock and Misty fighting for their lives.
Then he saw one of the beasts charging him down. Ash closed his eyes, slashing his sword
wildly from side to side. A shudder ran up his arm as he felt his blade sink deep into the
creature's side. The monster collapsed with a loud bellow of agony. Ash opened his eyes and
saw the beast lying dead at his feet. He sighed with relief, but immediately remembered the
others. He needn't have worried. the rest of the monsters were already dead. Chaindog's huge
axe had carved a red ruin through the beasts, leaving a bloody trail in it's wake. Without
bothering to wait for the others, Chaindog walked round the corner of the tunnel. Looking
into a small alcove, he found a large chest. He opened it, revealing an eclectic pile of
weapons, scrolls and bottles. Ash, Brock and Misty caught up with Chaindog and stared at the
loot. Chaindog seemed to know what everything was, and began to divide the items equally
between the group. He handed the two bottles to Ash, telling him "The pink bottle contains a
healing balm. The green bottle is an antidote, for curing poison." He gave the two scrolls
to Misty, saying "These are fireball spells. Read the scroll to cast an exploding ball of
magic at your enemies." Then he gave a gleaming red sword to Brock. "The red sword is the
bane of dragons and demons. It's edged with red magic, so use it wisely." Finaly, Chaindog
tucked a small black ball into his pocket. Then he continued down the tunnel. As he followed,
Ash spotted something glinting in the bottom of the chest. He looked in and saw a single gold
coin lying in the bottom. He quickly snatched it up, slipping it into his pocket, before
running after the others.
Ash, Brock, Misty and Chaindog stared at the large double doors they had come to. Brock knelt
down to read the plaque next to the door.
"Somewhere deep within the next chamber awaits Agrash the Demonlord, demon necromancer from the abyss. He must
be destroyed. But first you must find him. Between you and the evil one is one of the most
fearsome beasts you will ever see. The pit fiend. Fight it. Only the mightiest will prevail.
Evade it, possibly with skill. Entrap it, possibly with luck. Whatever you try, you will need
all your cunning and resolve to defeat this awesome beast. Then you will have your chance at
Agrash himself. destroying him will bring peace to the innocent souls Agrash has despatched
to his masters in Hell. May the gods go with you." Brock turned to look
at the others. Ash had turned pale. Misty was sending a silent prayer to the heavens and
Chaindog had a manic expression on his face. Brock stood back as Chaindog kicked the double
doors open and advanced into the gloom beyond.
A narrow ledge ran along the wall above the pit. Far below, the pit fiend thrashed about in
it's sand-covered lair. Standing some 15 metres high, the huge dinosaur-like beast stood on
it's thick legs, using it's tail for extra balance. Mottled green scales covered it's hide
and it's jaws opened and shut with bone-snapping power. Ash felt faint as he edged along
the narrow platform behind Brock. Chaindog was leading and Misty was at the back of the line.
Ash glanced past Chaindog. He could see the doorway. They were nearly there!. Suddenly, a
section of the wall began to move, pushing Misty towards the edge of the platform.
"Misty!" Ash cried. He reached out to grab her but missed. Misty screamed as she plummeted
to the bottom of the pit. luckily the sand in the pit saved her from any real injury, but the
pit fiend was closing fast.
"The spells! use the spells!" Hearing Brock's advice, Misty yanked one of the scrolls out . she
extended her hand, palm outwards and began to read. her eyes flicked across the scroll. Then
she began to chant rapidly. As Misty finished, a bolt of fire shot out of her hand, scoring a
direct hit on the incoming pit fiend. The rank smell of ozone and burnt flesh filled the air.
The fiend roared in pain and outrage and lunged at Misty. Misty began to chant again, but before
she could finish the spell, the pit fiend was upon her. The beast lunged, slashing at Misty's
stomach with it's claws. The scarlet ribbons of Misty's intestines spilled out onto the floor.
The beast continued to tear at Misty's body until it yielded shreds, then slabs of flesh. The
impact tumbled the limp body across the floor and the fiend pounced, biting into Misty's arm.
The creature shook it's head ferouciously and there was a sickening ripping sound as the arm
was stripped of muscle and sinew, leaving only bones and gristle. High above, Ash turned and
was violently sick against the wall. Brock rubbed Ash's back, trying to calm him down. Chaindog
whistled loudly and the beast roared angrily. Chaindog pulled the black ball from his pocket,
tossing it into the pit. The pit fiend swallowed it with a comical gulp. Then it's head exploded
as the bomb detonated. Chaindog turned round to face Ash and Brock. Brock was hugging Ash gently.
The small boy was crying and shuddering as he fell into shock. He buried his face in Brocks
shoulder, sniffling and whimpering sadly. Brock stroked Ash's hair.
"Ssshhh. Don't cry. I know it hurts, but we're still alive. At least we can still be happy
about that. Ash nodded, sniffing and wiping his eyes. Then they followed Chaindog into the
next room.
The trio found themselves in a large, circular room. A huge chalk pentogram had been drawn
in the middle of the floor and a large steel door was set in the opposite wall. As Ash and
Brock looked round the otherwise empty room, the pentogram began to glow. Chaindog drew his axe
and Brock instinctively drew his red sword.
"Stay back" he told Ash. There was a blinding flash, and there stood Agrash. His red skin
glowed brightly with evil magic and the cruel, curved horns on his head gleamed brightly. In his
left hand, he carried a flaming trident. Brock began to raise his sword and Agrash moved. The
trident went up. His horns went down and he charged. Ash screamed as Brock was impaled by the
demon necromancer's horns. Brock struggled feebly for a few seconds, then he was still. Agrash
shook his head, tossing Brock's corpse across the room. Then he turned to face Ash. Then
Chaindog moved. In one huge bound, he reached Brock's body, snatching the red sword. Instantly
the brave warrior fell upon Agrash, roaring and cursing. Ash saw Agrash reel back a pace and a
half, and for a second it looked like the fight might be won...
Red Lotus froze as she heard a sound. Gary looked at her. He turned away to look round the cave
they were in. when he turned back, Red Lotus was gone. Gary felt panic rising. then a huge band
of imps suddenly rushed out of the shadows...
Chaindog was losing. Ash winced as he staggered from another blow.
"Go!" Chaindog yelled. "Go now!"
"But he'll kill you!"
"I said go!"
"But I..."
"If you don't get out of here now i'll kill you myself!" Ash could see Chaindog was serious.
He hesitated for a few seconds, then turned and ran.
Gary cried out as he felt a blade sink into his ankle. He attacked the imps that swarmed
him viciously, but it seemed the more he killed, the more there were. Gary sent a
desperate prayer to the gods as he felt another sharp dagger sink into his thigh...
TO BE CONTINUED...
