Disclaimer: I've used the characters from Smallville without authorisation of Warner Bros and DC comics. Same with Blade, sorry Stan Lee and Marvel Comics. Who would've thought it Stan? DC an Marvel together as one. Let peace and prosperity reign. Yeah right.
Foreword: A long long long long time ago, in an idea that seemed so so so so good a fanfic author with meagre abilities decided to stake his sanity on a crossover fanfic that took some of his most loved characters on tumultuous journey's inside his own twisted imagination. The author eventually lost his way but found it again thanks to prompting from a messenger of Hope, Deanine. Sadly, the author was unable to seek his redemption because the UPLOADING FUNCTION IN HIS ACCOUNT WOULDN'T ACTUALLY UPLOAD ANYTHING!!! Not that the author was bitter or anything. My apologies for the centuries it took get this new chap up.
*****
Time froze for Lana as she gently looked down on the fallen form of Lex Luthor.
Tears that had been squeezed from her overwhelmed and frustrated emotions began to streak down her cheeks as she quietly knelt down and closed his eyelids extinguishing Lex's far off gaze forever.
Chloe helped Pete slowly rise to his feet and he leaned heavily on her shoulder. "Hey, you're not dying" Chloe protested.
"I could be"
"Promises promises" Chloe said, grinning wickedly at the surprised expression that dropped onto Pete's face.
"I'm hurt" He said.
"I know you are, but like I said before - you're not dying"
Pete chuckled and lifted some of his own weight off Chloe's shoulder in a melodramatic sigh.
"What do we do now?" Pete asked.
"We should get back inside and call an ambulance and the cops" Chloe began to move toward the mansion, but Pete didn't budge.
"What about Clark?" He asked.
*****
Blade considered his options.
He thought he could do this, but now everything had changed. Lex Luthor had been working on a cure to vampirism in a secret underground facility beneath the Smallville Fertilizer Plant. He had been associated with Deacon Frost, met him at a nightclub and offered to become partners in a new chain of nightclubs that was to be opened in Metropolis.
Blade grinned. Fortunately for Metropolis, Blade had killed Frost before then, preventing him and Luthor from opening up, what were in fact not nightclubs, but all night snackbars for hordes of suckheads. It seems though that Frost had managed to pass something on to Lex before his demise.
He considered it all for a second and reached a conclusion. Frost wouldn't send a cure for vampirism to Luthor, no one even knew if there was one. No, Frost would've sent the RNA for the vampire retrovirus itself. Luthor would've somehow engineered a cure, simply to have leverage as a business partner. The kind of leverage that breaks spines of course.
Priorities had changed. His mission now was to save Clark Kent. After seeing him in action back at the High School, he knew that if this young man was turned, he would become the most powerful vampire on Earth. But without Luthor to lead him to the cure, there seemed to be no way he could be saved in time. Blade had a certain compassion for the heart he saw that young man fight with and he truly would've hated to destroy him - if he could.
Worse still, the bite of a Kobejitsu vampire was fast acting. Their extraordinary strength, agility and stamina would go directly toward enhancing Clark's own special abilites. Blade braced himself as he thought of what a terrible monster that young man would be.
And in an instant he knew what to do.
*****
"Hey you! What're you doing!" Chloe yelled.
Blade stalked past Lana and moved toward Clark. He swiftly extracted him from the porsche and hefted him into a fireman's carry.
Lana saw Blade walk off with Clark, down toward the main gate. Reluctantly she tore herself away from Lex's body and ran to catch up with him.
"Lana wait! We need help" Chloe called. Lana nearly skidded and fell on the gravel as she turned on her heel and went back toward Chloe and Pete, hooking his arm over her shoulder.
"Wait!" She yelled to Blade.
Blade took no notice and was almost at the gate. Chloe, Pete and Lana stumbled after him. "We'll have to get you to a hospital Pete" Lana said. She gave furtive glances in Blade's direction and felt a panic rise through her.
"Wait!" Lana cried as she saw Blade walk out the gate and seemingly vanish out of sight. In an instant, she dropped Pete's arm and began to scramble off, but as she got further down the driveway she stumbled to a stop. Blade and Clark had disappeared.
Chloe and Pete came up behind her. "What do we do now?" Chloe asked.
Lana leaned forward, hands on knees and breathing in ragged gasps.
"Perhaps we should go back to the mansion and call for some help" Pete suggested, hissing slightly as he struggled to overcome the exquisite pain radiating from his shoulder. "I'm sorry for slowing you all up" Pete said.
"Oh be quiet Pete" Chloe chided gently.
"It's okay, let's get you some help" Lana said, straightening herself and wiping at her eyes.
The roar of a powerful engine shattered the moment and gnawed on everyone's frayed nerves. A dark black SuperCharger blasted through the main gate and headed straight for them. All of them stepped aside as it stopped on a dime in front of them. The passenger door popped open.
"Get in" Blade said.
*****
Clark didn't know where he was, but he felt like he was burning alive.
He thought his head was lying on someone's lap and his forehead was gently being caressed. There was the feeling of motion beneath him and a few murmurs in the background. Perhaps people talking.
The burning was beginning to cool to a numbness and suddenly Clark was feeling great. Lighter than air in fact. Still he couldn't move. Strange images flashed through his head and he cringed inwardly at the grotesque scenes being depicted. Were they coming from his own mind?
And as the burning cooled, he began to feel very thirsty.
*****
Chloe petted Clark's forehead as gently as possible, hoping it was bringing him relief.
Pete sat beside her, his eyes locked intently on Clark's sweat glistened face. "How's he doing?" He asked.
Chloe shook her head. "I don't know" She replied softly.
Lana sat up front in the passenger's seat beside Blade, who drove unblinkingly fast through the streets of Smallville. "Where're we going?" Lana ventured to ask.
Blade didn't respond at all. Lana's expression became a twisted scowl. For the first time tonight, she felt pissed off and decided to tell someone about it. "Hey! Tell us what's going on!" Her rigid tones flooded the inside of the car and made everyone look toward her. Lana didn't care.
Blade was the only one unmoved. He continued to coolly navigate the car through the quiet streets. Lana readied herself for a fresh tirade, when he spoke up. "Clark was bitten by a Kobejitsu Vampire and we're going to find a cure at the fertilizer plant", He kept his eyes on the road during the whole explanation and never turned to gauge everyone's reaction.
Lana's energetic sense of inquiry dialled down and she seemed to shrink back into the seat, struggling to formulate a new question. "What makes you think there's a cure there?" Chloe spoke up.
"Luthor found one and it's there" Blade said matter of factly.
Chloe tried to turn all her reporter instincts on to working out that answer but fell into the typical investigative trap of finding new questions to answer. "What the hell is going on?" Chloe asked as forcefully as she could. Blade was a mysterious presence, he acted as a friend but behaved very distantly. Only he knew where everyone was going and what was going to happen next.
Blade hated wasting time on explanations. He hated wasting time by picking up all these 'strays'. Therefore it surprised him when he answered her question.
"What you said about those crop circles is true. They're symbols from the Book of Erebus and what's happening in Smallville is a 'Resurrection'. The remaining members of each tribe in the House of Erebus are being called here to perform a ritual that only they know" Blade paused as he concentrated on taking a hard turn onto a dirt road. He scanned through the darkness ahead of the headlights and then continued talking.
"The ritual of 'Exodus' requires the sarifice of a thousand vampires to liberate the Dark God Urizen. Once he's released, it's all over" Blade said finally.
Everyone rode in silence as Blade's words dissipated into their thoughts. Pete felt a stinging ache prodding through his shoulder. When he grimaced, Lana asked him if he was okay. Pete nodded with only a small effort to keep a straight face.
"I really think we should get him to a hospital" Lana said.
"We can either go to a hospital and put a plaster on your friends wound, or we can let him bleed while we go to save your other friends life" Blade said coldly.
Lana was taken aback, frustrated and angry once again but the words to express it died around a lump in her throat. Chloe looked down on Clark, she could see his eyes working beneath his eyelids. Was he dreaming?
*****
Clark saw a field of pale, naked corpses, laying serenely in a flowering meadow in the warm afternoon sunlight.
Spires of flames engulfed his vision and were then washed away, replaced by the view of someone's face. The man had blue eyes, spiky brown hair and a pallid complexion and he was laughing. Twisted red chap lips underneath the cruelest eyes Clark had ever seen.
The face stopped laughing, but held a terrifying grin. It loomed closer toward Clark and said: "Welcome to Hell!"
The burning stopped. Clark bolted upright. He was very thirsty.
*****
Chloe yelped in surprise.
Clark was up and he struggled like a lion tangled in chains. "Clark! Calm down it's me-" Chloe tried to say but Clark didn't seem to hear her. Instead he twisted violently over her and began to scramble toward Pete.
"Clark!" Pete saw the dagger like gaze of his friends stare. He was looking straight at the blood circle that had soaked through Pete's shirt. It was a look he didn't like to see on his friend's face. He backed up against the door, trying to escape Clark's long reach.
Clark grabbed his arm and began to squeeze and lurch him closer. Pete yelled. The strength of his grip was incredible. Surprised and now very afraid, Pete felt himself being pulled toward someone who looked like his friend, but who acted like a - vampire! Pete actually began to think to himself how incredibly stupid it was to make huge discoveries on the brink of personal annihilation.
Chloe didn't realise Clark had turned and tried to lay her hand gently on Clark's shoulder. He whipped and twisted, reaching across and grabbing at Pete. Chloe looked on horrified. Lana frowned at the scene, but she quickly understood why.
Blade slammed the brakes and everyone lurched forward. Lana and Blade had worn their seatbelts, while Chloe and Pete slammed into the rear of their seats. Clark however was funnelled between the seats by the shock of the jolt and crashed through the windscreen. He travelled over the hood and tumbled out into the bright glow of the headlights.
"Damn" Blade cursed out loud.
Clark lay on the ground, his back to the headlights. As Blade got out of the car, he drew his gun and growled. As he took careful aim, Clark moved and then slowly began to rise. As he rose, the headlights reflected off his red lit eyes - and his huge kanine like incisors. Blade braced himself.
Clark thought he felt great. Stronger, faster and completely free to show it all off. He moved to leap at Blade and received a blast to his chest. He staggered, looked down and smiled grotesquely.
Blade didn't smile back. He emptied the rest of his clip at Clark and immediately noticed that it had no effect. Holstering his weapon, he leaned back into the car, warning the others to stay where they were. When he came back up, he held a large ultra violet torch and aimed it at Clark. "Enjoy" Blade said. He flipped the switch and the powerful beam splashed over Clark.
Vampires couldn't stand daylight, the UV rays caused a marked degradation in cellular integrity. They blew up. But Clark didn't even blink. The light was as harmless as an ordinary flashlight.
It wasn't a good option, but it was his only one. Clark was preparing to leap, so Blade threw the UV light back in the car, drew his sword and charged toward him.
It was time for a test of strengths.
*****
Lex woke up in a small room. He thought it was a small room anyway.
It was dark and there was no light, yet he thought he could see or rather 'sense' movement. As he opened his eyes a little more and looked a little harder, he realised something.
He was suspended in darkness and it was moving, writhing like a pit of snakes. He got quickly to his feet and tried to back away, but no direction was 'away' and he stood stock still in the midnight glow of this small 'room'.
"Hey dee ho Lex!" Someone crowed. "What brings you to my humble corner of hell?"
Kane Slater slipped into view from literally nowhere. Lex found himself able to keep a straight poker face and act calmly. He mustered up a supreme Luthor confidence that he would soon find a way to control everything that was happening. "Who are you?" Lex asked, placid.
"Why I'm Kane Slater" He bowed deeply as if on the Queen's royal court. "The Master of the first sphere of hell".
Lex chuckled. "Interesting. So this would be hell?" He asked.
"The very first sphere" Kane said proudly. "This is where everyone comes". He leered at Lex and raised an eyebrow at the new arrivals unphased demeanour. "This'll be interesting" He commented.
"I don't know what's going on here but I'd like to leave now"
Kane smirked and then cast a killer look over Lex. "I ain't got time to mess around, so here's a crash course on how to be a polite resident of hell" Kane smiled viciously as his transformation began.
His back began to hunch over and his head shot forward. At this point he resembled a vulture. Lex shifted away, but found himself watching it all with morbid curiousity. There came a slurping, tearing sound and instantly Kane's outter layers of flesh and clothing fell away. What rose in it's place was a tri horned demon, dark black deadened eyes inset to the side of it's head. It rose to at least eight feet in height and it's broad frame unfurled, with insectoid limbs branching from it's body.
Lex tried to run, but it seemed like he wasn't making any distance. Then came the crashing pain of Kane's telepathic message.
"Hell's got a special plan for you Lex and you have no choice but to see it through" Kane laughed heartily.
Lex froze.
*****
Authors notes: It's strange. You can start writing with only a vague idea of what you want and by the end of it, it looks nothing like what you wanted. I tried hard for action, but got a lot of drawn out explanations just to keep the story in check.
Updates might be scarce for the future but thanks greatly to all you who reviewed and I apologise for the 'flux' of these instalments. I'm sure you've noticed by now that writing isn't my calling, but I did love it when people who read it got a kick out of it! :) Hope you enjoyed and thanks for reading.
Foreword: A long long long long time ago, in an idea that seemed so so so so good a fanfic author with meagre abilities decided to stake his sanity on a crossover fanfic that took some of his most loved characters on tumultuous journey's inside his own twisted imagination. The author eventually lost his way but found it again thanks to prompting from a messenger of Hope, Deanine. Sadly, the author was unable to seek his redemption because the UPLOADING FUNCTION IN HIS ACCOUNT WOULDN'T ACTUALLY UPLOAD ANYTHING!!! Not that the author was bitter or anything. My apologies for the centuries it took get this new chap up.
*****
Time froze for Lana as she gently looked down on the fallen form of Lex Luthor.
Tears that had been squeezed from her overwhelmed and frustrated emotions began to streak down her cheeks as she quietly knelt down and closed his eyelids extinguishing Lex's far off gaze forever.
Chloe helped Pete slowly rise to his feet and he leaned heavily on her shoulder. "Hey, you're not dying" Chloe protested.
"I could be"
"Promises promises" Chloe said, grinning wickedly at the surprised expression that dropped onto Pete's face.
"I'm hurt" He said.
"I know you are, but like I said before - you're not dying"
Pete chuckled and lifted some of his own weight off Chloe's shoulder in a melodramatic sigh.
"What do we do now?" Pete asked.
"We should get back inside and call an ambulance and the cops" Chloe began to move toward the mansion, but Pete didn't budge.
"What about Clark?" He asked.
*****
Blade considered his options.
He thought he could do this, but now everything had changed. Lex Luthor had been working on a cure to vampirism in a secret underground facility beneath the Smallville Fertilizer Plant. He had been associated with Deacon Frost, met him at a nightclub and offered to become partners in a new chain of nightclubs that was to be opened in Metropolis.
Blade grinned. Fortunately for Metropolis, Blade had killed Frost before then, preventing him and Luthor from opening up, what were in fact not nightclubs, but all night snackbars for hordes of suckheads. It seems though that Frost had managed to pass something on to Lex before his demise.
He considered it all for a second and reached a conclusion. Frost wouldn't send a cure for vampirism to Luthor, no one even knew if there was one. No, Frost would've sent the RNA for the vampire retrovirus itself. Luthor would've somehow engineered a cure, simply to have leverage as a business partner. The kind of leverage that breaks spines of course.
Priorities had changed. His mission now was to save Clark Kent. After seeing him in action back at the High School, he knew that if this young man was turned, he would become the most powerful vampire on Earth. But without Luthor to lead him to the cure, there seemed to be no way he could be saved in time. Blade had a certain compassion for the heart he saw that young man fight with and he truly would've hated to destroy him - if he could.
Worse still, the bite of a Kobejitsu vampire was fast acting. Their extraordinary strength, agility and stamina would go directly toward enhancing Clark's own special abilites. Blade braced himself as he thought of what a terrible monster that young man would be.
And in an instant he knew what to do.
*****
"Hey you! What're you doing!" Chloe yelled.
Blade stalked past Lana and moved toward Clark. He swiftly extracted him from the porsche and hefted him into a fireman's carry.
Lana saw Blade walk off with Clark, down toward the main gate. Reluctantly she tore herself away from Lex's body and ran to catch up with him.
"Lana wait! We need help" Chloe called. Lana nearly skidded and fell on the gravel as she turned on her heel and went back toward Chloe and Pete, hooking his arm over her shoulder.
"Wait!" She yelled to Blade.
Blade took no notice and was almost at the gate. Chloe, Pete and Lana stumbled after him. "We'll have to get you to a hospital Pete" Lana said. She gave furtive glances in Blade's direction and felt a panic rise through her.
"Wait!" Lana cried as she saw Blade walk out the gate and seemingly vanish out of sight. In an instant, she dropped Pete's arm and began to scramble off, but as she got further down the driveway she stumbled to a stop. Blade and Clark had disappeared.
Chloe and Pete came up behind her. "What do we do now?" Chloe asked.
Lana leaned forward, hands on knees and breathing in ragged gasps.
"Perhaps we should go back to the mansion and call for some help" Pete suggested, hissing slightly as he struggled to overcome the exquisite pain radiating from his shoulder. "I'm sorry for slowing you all up" Pete said.
"Oh be quiet Pete" Chloe chided gently.
"It's okay, let's get you some help" Lana said, straightening herself and wiping at her eyes.
The roar of a powerful engine shattered the moment and gnawed on everyone's frayed nerves. A dark black SuperCharger blasted through the main gate and headed straight for them. All of them stepped aside as it stopped on a dime in front of them. The passenger door popped open.
"Get in" Blade said.
*****
Clark didn't know where he was, but he felt like he was burning alive.
He thought his head was lying on someone's lap and his forehead was gently being caressed. There was the feeling of motion beneath him and a few murmurs in the background. Perhaps people talking.
The burning was beginning to cool to a numbness and suddenly Clark was feeling great. Lighter than air in fact. Still he couldn't move. Strange images flashed through his head and he cringed inwardly at the grotesque scenes being depicted. Were they coming from his own mind?
And as the burning cooled, he began to feel very thirsty.
*****
Chloe petted Clark's forehead as gently as possible, hoping it was bringing him relief.
Pete sat beside her, his eyes locked intently on Clark's sweat glistened face. "How's he doing?" He asked.
Chloe shook her head. "I don't know" She replied softly.
Lana sat up front in the passenger's seat beside Blade, who drove unblinkingly fast through the streets of Smallville. "Where're we going?" Lana ventured to ask.
Blade didn't respond at all. Lana's expression became a twisted scowl. For the first time tonight, she felt pissed off and decided to tell someone about it. "Hey! Tell us what's going on!" Her rigid tones flooded the inside of the car and made everyone look toward her. Lana didn't care.
Blade was the only one unmoved. He continued to coolly navigate the car through the quiet streets. Lana readied herself for a fresh tirade, when he spoke up. "Clark was bitten by a Kobejitsu Vampire and we're going to find a cure at the fertilizer plant", He kept his eyes on the road during the whole explanation and never turned to gauge everyone's reaction.
Lana's energetic sense of inquiry dialled down and she seemed to shrink back into the seat, struggling to formulate a new question. "What makes you think there's a cure there?" Chloe spoke up.
"Luthor found one and it's there" Blade said matter of factly.
Chloe tried to turn all her reporter instincts on to working out that answer but fell into the typical investigative trap of finding new questions to answer. "What the hell is going on?" Chloe asked as forcefully as she could. Blade was a mysterious presence, he acted as a friend but behaved very distantly. Only he knew where everyone was going and what was going to happen next.
Blade hated wasting time on explanations. He hated wasting time by picking up all these 'strays'. Therefore it surprised him when he answered her question.
"What you said about those crop circles is true. They're symbols from the Book of Erebus and what's happening in Smallville is a 'Resurrection'. The remaining members of each tribe in the House of Erebus are being called here to perform a ritual that only they know" Blade paused as he concentrated on taking a hard turn onto a dirt road. He scanned through the darkness ahead of the headlights and then continued talking.
"The ritual of 'Exodus' requires the sarifice of a thousand vampires to liberate the Dark God Urizen. Once he's released, it's all over" Blade said finally.
Everyone rode in silence as Blade's words dissipated into their thoughts. Pete felt a stinging ache prodding through his shoulder. When he grimaced, Lana asked him if he was okay. Pete nodded with only a small effort to keep a straight face.
"I really think we should get him to a hospital" Lana said.
"We can either go to a hospital and put a plaster on your friends wound, or we can let him bleed while we go to save your other friends life" Blade said coldly.
Lana was taken aback, frustrated and angry once again but the words to express it died around a lump in her throat. Chloe looked down on Clark, she could see his eyes working beneath his eyelids. Was he dreaming?
*****
Clark saw a field of pale, naked corpses, laying serenely in a flowering meadow in the warm afternoon sunlight.
Spires of flames engulfed his vision and were then washed away, replaced by the view of someone's face. The man had blue eyes, spiky brown hair and a pallid complexion and he was laughing. Twisted red chap lips underneath the cruelest eyes Clark had ever seen.
The face stopped laughing, but held a terrifying grin. It loomed closer toward Clark and said: "Welcome to Hell!"
The burning stopped. Clark bolted upright. He was very thirsty.
*****
Chloe yelped in surprise.
Clark was up and he struggled like a lion tangled in chains. "Clark! Calm down it's me-" Chloe tried to say but Clark didn't seem to hear her. Instead he twisted violently over her and began to scramble toward Pete.
"Clark!" Pete saw the dagger like gaze of his friends stare. He was looking straight at the blood circle that had soaked through Pete's shirt. It was a look he didn't like to see on his friend's face. He backed up against the door, trying to escape Clark's long reach.
Clark grabbed his arm and began to squeeze and lurch him closer. Pete yelled. The strength of his grip was incredible. Surprised and now very afraid, Pete felt himself being pulled toward someone who looked like his friend, but who acted like a - vampire! Pete actually began to think to himself how incredibly stupid it was to make huge discoveries on the brink of personal annihilation.
Chloe didn't realise Clark had turned and tried to lay her hand gently on Clark's shoulder. He whipped and twisted, reaching across and grabbing at Pete. Chloe looked on horrified. Lana frowned at the scene, but she quickly understood why.
Blade slammed the brakes and everyone lurched forward. Lana and Blade had worn their seatbelts, while Chloe and Pete slammed into the rear of their seats. Clark however was funnelled between the seats by the shock of the jolt and crashed through the windscreen. He travelled over the hood and tumbled out into the bright glow of the headlights.
"Damn" Blade cursed out loud.
Clark lay on the ground, his back to the headlights. As Blade got out of the car, he drew his gun and growled. As he took careful aim, Clark moved and then slowly began to rise. As he rose, the headlights reflected off his red lit eyes - and his huge kanine like incisors. Blade braced himself.
Clark thought he felt great. Stronger, faster and completely free to show it all off. He moved to leap at Blade and received a blast to his chest. He staggered, looked down and smiled grotesquely.
Blade didn't smile back. He emptied the rest of his clip at Clark and immediately noticed that it had no effect. Holstering his weapon, he leaned back into the car, warning the others to stay where they were. When he came back up, he held a large ultra violet torch and aimed it at Clark. "Enjoy" Blade said. He flipped the switch and the powerful beam splashed over Clark.
Vampires couldn't stand daylight, the UV rays caused a marked degradation in cellular integrity. They blew up. But Clark didn't even blink. The light was as harmless as an ordinary flashlight.
It wasn't a good option, but it was his only one. Clark was preparing to leap, so Blade threw the UV light back in the car, drew his sword and charged toward him.
It was time for a test of strengths.
*****
Lex woke up in a small room. He thought it was a small room anyway.
It was dark and there was no light, yet he thought he could see or rather 'sense' movement. As he opened his eyes a little more and looked a little harder, he realised something.
He was suspended in darkness and it was moving, writhing like a pit of snakes. He got quickly to his feet and tried to back away, but no direction was 'away' and he stood stock still in the midnight glow of this small 'room'.
"Hey dee ho Lex!" Someone crowed. "What brings you to my humble corner of hell?"
Kane Slater slipped into view from literally nowhere. Lex found himself able to keep a straight poker face and act calmly. He mustered up a supreme Luthor confidence that he would soon find a way to control everything that was happening. "Who are you?" Lex asked, placid.
"Why I'm Kane Slater" He bowed deeply as if on the Queen's royal court. "The Master of the first sphere of hell".
Lex chuckled. "Interesting. So this would be hell?" He asked.
"The very first sphere" Kane said proudly. "This is where everyone comes". He leered at Lex and raised an eyebrow at the new arrivals unphased demeanour. "This'll be interesting" He commented.
"I don't know what's going on here but I'd like to leave now"
Kane smirked and then cast a killer look over Lex. "I ain't got time to mess around, so here's a crash course on how to be a polite resident of hell" Kane smiled viciously as his transformation began.
His back began to hunch over and his head shot forward. At this point he resembled a vulture. Lex shifted away, but found himself watching it all with morbid curiousity. There came a slurping, tearing sound and instantly Kane's outter layers of flesh and clothing fell away. What rose in it's place was a tri horned demon, dark black deadened eyes inset to the side of it's head. It rose to at least eight feet in height and it's broad frame unfurled, with insectoid limbs branching from it's body.
Lex tried to run, but it seemed like he wasn't making any distance. Then came the crashing pain of Kane's telepathic message.
"Hell's got a special plan for you Lex and you have no choice but to see it through" Kane laughed heartily.
Lex froze.
*****
Authors notes: It's strange. You can start writing with only a vague idea of what you want and by the end of it, it looks nothing like what you wanted. I tried hard for action, but got a lot of drawn out explanations just to keep the story in check.
Updates might be scarce for the future but thanks greatly to all you who reviewed and I apologise for the 'flux' of these instalments. I'm sure you've noticed by now that writing isn't my calling, but I did love it when people who read it got a kick out of it! :) Hope you enjoyed and thanks for reading.
