Warriors Of Old
Disclaimer: what is the point of this if I owned the game I wouldn't write these fanfictions for recognition I would have released Dungeon Keeper 3.
Chapter 4: Magical backlash
The magical backlash that resulted from Magnus's destruction was immense Piccard nor Azrael had ever felt something so strong. "Well he is gone but he took a lot of them down with him." Azrael muttered sadly.
"He died fighting I knew him he was strong and a oh how do I put this a cruel yet not viscous keeper if not for being a little sex obsessed."
(ME: a little? What do you mean a little?)
(Piccard: shut up and keep writing.)
(Me: Why you insolent bastard you die now. Starts chasing him around the room)
"That is true Piccard I heard how Mistresses try to avoid his dungeon, well not his dungeon but his hands." Azrael mused with a laugh.
"Hmm so what do we need to do now?" Piccard asked.
"For once I don't have a plan."
"Wow the great Azrael the vanquisher of Reginald and the Avatar not having a plan I guess it is over for us then." Piccard joked.
"Well I have been called lots of things but Azrael the vanquisher, never." Azrael laughed before looking straight ahead with a glowing yellow eye on his forehead. "Seems our alliance is about to be tested, the hero gate to the south of our base has just become active prepare yourself for battle." Azrael explained.
"What are we expecting?"
"Just a light attack force couple of dwarves Archers and a few guards." Azrael explained.
"If that's the case then I will take these myself." Piccard said and Azrael nodded signalling for him to go ahead. Piccard walked through his dungeon as the heroes were heading for the least important area so he could take his time. Walking through the training room he signalled for Kessler, Kaleb and Gervaise.
(Me, so you finally let him out?)
(Piccard: had too otherwise we were going to have a vegetable for an elite. Although that would be an improvement.)
(Gervaise: HEY)
Piccard looked grim and immediately they knew what was happening as they ran around the dungeon gathering warriors to fight the heroes. They reached the part where the heroes were going to break in and prepared themselves for battle the scraping of the dwarf axe could be heard as he chipped away at the fortified wall. Piccard signalled for the imps to let the digging continue until the wall had collapsed the guards running in with their lances Piccard ordered the bile demons forward as their bulk could easily resist the lances. 2 arrows shot into the room knocking down a pair of warlocks as imps magically appeared and dragged them away. "Piccard brace yourself magical backlash." Azrael shouted quickly as Piccard grabbed hold of one of the pillars. Not a moment to soon as a white energy wave shot trough the walls destroying all the doors and reducing them to piles of firewood.
"What the fuck is going on?" Piccard shouted as he lost his grip and flew down the corridor.
(ME: Hmm a flying Piccard how peculiar.)
(Magnus: Never let you watch Cats and Dogs again.)
(ME: cant help it if my cousin was round today. He's only 6 and obsessed with the movie)
(Piccard: Smirking Uh huh whatever.)
"Seems Magnus had a little to much Mana stored up, it has only just been released." Azrael replied with a cool relaxed attitude although he was panicking slightly.
"But how long until it stops?" Piccard asked as he still flew down the corridor until it stopped and he landed in a chair. "Wow that was lucky." Piccard sighed until he realised where he was sitting. In an electric chair in the torture chamber. 2 mistresses appeared either side of him with equally cocky smirks.
"Uh oh what you planning to do now?" Azrael asked with a laugh.
"This." Piccard replied as he vanished from the seat and was standing next to one of the mistresses.
"Your lucky that your creatures are able to keep their feet solidly on the ground, or your heart would pretty much be fucked by now." Azrael explained. "But you do need some replacement imps and decorators as you currently have half your walls covered in imp goo." Azrael informed. "Don't feel to bad though, I do as well." Azrael said with a yawn.
"God using all this mana in one go certainly does drain a Keeper." Piccard said as he let out a yawn as well. "You thinking what I'm thinking?" Piccard asked.
(Me: Piccard do I even want to know what you are thinking of really?)
(Piccard: Hmm No.)
"Does it revolve around the torturing of the heroes to find out their plans and thwart them but then it turns out we were lied to and set up in a trap?" Azrael asked.
"First part yes, second part no." Piccard explained as the two walked out of the room not noticing someone standing in the shadows.
"Excellent now time to make my escape." The person laughed as he started to run for the door but it slid open and Azrael stood there with a cocky grin and a ball of lightning resting on his palm.
"You really thought you could sneak out of this place?" Azrael asked as he let the lightning loose launching him back into the torture chamber wheel and letting the mistresses have their way with him.
"I take it you don't like eavesdroppers then." Kessler pointed out as he stuck his head in the room.
"Nope." Azrael laughed and continued walking.
TBC
Ok short chapter not much action but this was more like an interlude to what happened in the last chapter and Magnus don't hate me for killing you off you will return in the sequel. Read review and in the review tell me if you want long chapters but long waits or chapters this size and short waits,
Disclaimer: what is the point of this if I owned the game I wouldn't write these fanfictions for recognition I would have released Dungeon Keeper 3.
Chapter 4: Magical backlash
The magical backlash that resulted from Magnus's destruction was immense Piccard nor Azrael had ever felt something so strong. "Well he is gone but he took a lot of them down with him." Azrael muttered sadly.
"He died fighting I knew him he was strong and a oh how do I put this a cruel yet not viscous keeper if not for being a little sex obsessed."
(ME: a little? What do you mean a little?)
(Piccard: shut up and keep writing.)
(Me: Why you insolent bastard you die now. Starts chasing him around the room)
"That is true Piccard I heard how Mistresses try to avoid his dungeon, well not his dungeon but his hands." Azrael mused with a laugh.
"Hmm so what do we need to do now?" Piccard asked.
"For once I don't have a plan."
"Wow the great Azrael the vanquisher of Reginald and the Avatar not having a plan I guess it is over for us then." Piccard joked.
"Well I have been called lots of things but Azrael the vanquisher, never." Azrael laughed before looking straight ahead with a glowing yellow eye on his forehead. "Seems our alliance is about to be tested, the hero gate to the south of our base has just become active prepare yourself for battle." Azrael explained.
"What are we expecting?"
"Just a light attack force couple of dwarves Archers and a few guards." Azrael explained.
"If that's the case then I will take these myself." Piccard said and Azrael nodded signalling for him to go ahead. Piccard walked through his dungeon as the heroes were heading for the least important area so he could take his time. Walking through the training room he signalled for Kessler, Kaleb and Gervaise.
(Me, so you finally let him out?)
(Piccard: had too otherwise we were going to have a vegetable for an elite. Although that would be an improvement.)
(Gervaise: HEY)
Piccard looked grim and immediately they knew what was happening as they ran around the dungeon gathering warriors to fight the heroes. They reached the part where the heroes were going to break in and prepared themselves for battle the scraping of the dwarf axe could be heard as he chipped away at the fortified wall. Piccard signalled for the imps to let the digging continue until the wall had collapsed the guards running in with their lances Piccard ordered the bile demons forward as their bulk could easily resist the lances. 2 arrows shot into the room knocking down a pair of warlocks as imps magically appeared and dragged them away. "Piccard brace yourself magical backlash." Azrael shouted quickly as Piccard grabbed hold of one of the pillars. Not a moment to soon as a white energy wave shot trough the walls destroying all the doors and reducing them to piles of firewood.
"What the fuck is going on?" Piccard shouted as he lost his grip and flew down the corridor.
(ME: Hmm a flying Piccard how peculiar.)
(Magnus: Never let you watch Cats and Dogs again.)
(ME: cant help it if my cousin was round today. He's only 6 and obsessed with the movie)
(Piccard: Smirking Uh huh whatever.)
"Seems Magnus had a little to much Mana stored up, it has only just been released." Azrael replied with a cool relaxed attitude although he was panicking slightly.
"But how long until it stops?" Piccard asked as he still flew down the corridor until it stopped and he landed in a chair. "Wow that was lucky." Piccard sighed until he realised where he was sitting. In an electric chair in the torture chamber. 2 mistresses appeared either side of him with equally cocky smirks.
"Uh oh what you planning to do now?" Azrael asked with a laugh.
"This." Piccard replied as he vanished from the seat and was standing next to one of the mistresses.
"Your lucky that your creatures are able to keep their feet solidly on the ground, or your heart would pretty much be fucked by now." Azrael explained. "But you do need some replacement imps and decorators as you currently have half your walls covered in imp goo." Azrael informed. "Don't feel to bad though, I do as well." Azrael said with a yawn.
"God using all this mana in one go certainly does drain a Keeper." Piccard said as he let out a yawn as well. "You thinking what I'm thinking?" Piccard asked.
(Me: Piccard do I even want to know what you are thinking of really?)
(Piccard: Hmm No.)
"Does it revolve around the torturing of the heroes to find out their plans and thwart them but then it turns out we were lied to and set up in a trap?" Azrael asked.
"First part yes, second part no." Piccard explained as the two walked out of the room not noticing someone standing in the shadows.
"Excellent now time to make my escape." The person laughed as he started to run for the door but it slid open and Azrael stood there with a cocky grin and a ball of lightning resting on his palm.
"You really thought you could sneak out of this place?" Azrael asked as he let the lightning loose launching him back into the torture chamber wheel and letting the mistresses have their way with him.
"I take it you don't like eavesdroppers then." Kessler pointed out as he stuck his head in the room.
"Nope." Azrael laughed and continued walking.
TBC
Ok short chapter not much action but this was more like an interlude to what happened in the last chapter and Magnus don't hate me for killing you off you will return in the sequel. Read review and in the review tell me if you want long chapters but long waits or chapters this size and short waits,