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 5: Interrogations
Azrael and Piccard stood in front of the cowering heroes with equal smirks.
(Me: Ok this is turning into a commentary story. KNEEL BEFORE ME FOR I AM GOD.)
(Magnus Piccard: Sniff what's that we smell? Oh yeah that's right BILE DEMON SHIT.)
(Me: YOU DIE NOW)
"Tell us what we need to know." Piccard said.
"We won't tell you anything." The royal guard shouted.
"Do you know who you are talking to?" Azrael snapped the room growing darker as Azrael seemed to grow in height as energy crackled around him. The heroes all looked at each other before scurrying to the back of the prison. "I am keeper Azrael fear me these heroes are nothing as I defeated them before and I can again." Azrael shouted.
"Ok you can stop the display now you petrified them enough." Almeric said as he walked through causing Piccard to cough to conceal his laughter and Azrael to trip.
"We'll tell, we'll tell." An archer shouted.
"I'm waiting." Azrael said folding his arms and tapping his foot on the floor.
(Piccard: cough sonic rip off cough)
"Avatar and King Reginald are going to convert keepers with a spell they invented to gain more assistance in your demise." The archer shouted out and Piccard's eyes widened and Azrael just stood there blinking.
"Thank you. Now your usefulness has ended." Azrael replied as he picked all of them up and dropped them into the torture chamber. "Ok we train up the minions for as long as possible don't let the heroes convert I want them dead." Azrael ordered, Piccard nodded and turned to walk off. "Hopefully the dark gods will have some help for me." Azrael muttered as he walked out of the prison towards the temple. Walking into the temple the dark angels took no notice of him as he sat by the waters edge his head bowed ad looking at the waters while muttering an ancient prayer. The water near him swirled into a whirlpool as he looked down to the very bottom of the waters. The water stopped spinning and became completely motionless before spraying up into the air like a fountain before a shadow of the keeper Magnus arrived.
"Good Evening Keeper." Magnus laughed.
"Magnus, you're dead." Azrael stated.
"Well duh." Magnus replied. "I don't have long before I go back to the spiritual world (me: and boob watch.) I have come to inform you that the dark gods created 2 horned reaper talismans 1 is at skybird trill where the avatar died and his new base of operations." Magnus informed.
"We'll find a way to bring you back Magnus." Azrael explained.
"Hey afterlife is fun only do it if you absolutely must." Magnus said with a smirk.
"So long Magnus feared keeper to the mistresses." Azrael replied as Magnus's form vanished into the water and Azrael walked back up to his dungeon heart. "Almeric I try to act calm all the time in front of the heroes but I am afraid that this charade can not go on any longer. I fear that I may not survive." Azrael explained a cold sweat matting his hair to his brow.
"Nonsense. We will defeat them again, the creatures here are 100% devoted to you they will fight till the ends of time if they had to. And to think we nearly did go there at one point after Reggie was killed." Almeric mused.
"Yes I remember that some fanatics decided it would be fun to open the gateway to heaven to call their god down to smite us except they fucked up and opened it to hell instead even though we are the bad guys the bastards still came after us." Azrael laughed. He then turned and looked Almeric in the eye a shadow of fear passed over his face. "If I am to die you join Piccard I barely know him but all ready I trust him enough. And see if the legend is true." Azrael explained before diving into the dungeon.
(Piccard: Spooky.)
Almeric stood there for a second staring at the spot where Azrael had just been standing before heading to the library.
Piccard passed around his guard room thoughts rushing through his head. "Hmm, if the heroes are after keepers to convert does that mean that they might try and convert sponge?" Piccard laughed at the memory of his old rival. "Sponge if you are converted it's time for payback bitch."
At the exact same moment Sponge was unconscious and tied to a giant cross unconscious as wizards started chanting fast and calmly unlike the lord monk that had revived the avatar and Reggie but had died in the process this spell would only drain the wizards of magic for a day or so. "The spell is nearly complete." The Avatar muttered before joining in on the incantation.
"Let the impure become pure." King Reginald said and chanted as a white glow raised from every wizard and the avatar and Reginald and fired into Sponge. His body trembled and shook violently as his blue armour started to turn white his body still spasaming from the energy rushing through him as his armour turned white and his body stopped trembling. "The spell is a success this keeper is under our control," Reginald laughed as the ropes were cut.
TBC
Me: Sorry about the long wait it is just a problem of writers block and my millions of other stories I am writing including my real story which will be used in a crossover and the sequel to this fic.
Piccard: you really do just go on and on
Me: completely ignoring him ANYWAY read review and this chapter may be a bit confusing but there will also be a prequel to this story about the hole gates to hell thing.
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 5: Interrogations
Azrael and Piccard stood in front of the cowering heroes with equal smirks.
(Me: Ok this is turning into a commentary story. KNEEL BEFORE ME FOR I AM GOD.)
(Magnus Piccard: Sniff what's that we smell? Oh yeah that's right BILE DEMON SHIT.)
(Me: YOU DIE NOW)
"Tell us what we need to know." Piccard said.
"We won't tell you anything." The royal guard shouted.
"Do you know who you are talking to?" Azrael snapped the room growing darker as Azrael seemed to grow in height as energy crackled around him. The heroes all looked at each other before scurrying to the back of the prison. "I am keeper Azrael fear me these heroes are nothing as I defeated them before and I can again." Azrael shouted.
"Ok you can stop the display now you petrified them enough." Almeric said as he walked through causing Piccard to cough to conceal his laughter and Azrael to trip.
"We'll tell, we'll tell." An archer shouted.
"I'm waiting." Azrael said folding his arms and tapping his foot on the floor.
(Piccard: cough sonic rip off cough)
"Avatar and King Reginald are going to convert keepers with a spell they invented to gain more assistance in your demise." The archer shouted out and Piccard's eyes widened and Azrael just stood there blinking.
"Thank you. Now your usefulness has ended." Azrael replied as he picked all of them up and dropped them into the torture chamber. "Ok we train up the minions for as long as possible don't let the heroes convert I want them dead." Azrael ordered, Piccard nodded and turned to walk off. "Hopefully the dark gods will have some help for me." Azrael muttered as he walked out of the prison towards the temple. Walking into the temple the dark angels took no notice of him as he sat by the waters edge his head bowed ad looking at the waters while muttering an ancient prayer. The water near him swirled into a whirlpool as he looked down to the very bottom of the waters. The water stopped spinning and became completely motionless before spraying up into the air like a fountain before a shadow of the keeper Magnus arrived.
"Good Evening Keeper." Magnus laughed.
"Magnus, you're dead." Azrael stated.
"Well duh." Magnus replied. "I don't have long before I go back to the spiritual world (me: and boob watch.) I have come to inform you that the dark gods created 2 horned reaper talismans 1 is at skybird trill where the avatar died and his new base of operations." Magnus informed.
"We'll find a way to bring you back Magnus." Azrael explained.
"Hey afterlife is fun only do it if you absolutely must." Magnus said with a smirk.
"So long Magnus feared keeper to the mistresses." Azrael replied as Magnus's form vanished into the water and Azrael walked back up to his dungeon heart. "Almeric I try to act calm all the time in front of the heroes but I am afraid that this charade can not go on any longer. I fear that I may not survive." Azrael explained a cold sweat matting his hair to his brow.
"Nonsense. We will defeat them again, the creatures here are 100% devoted to you they will fight till the ends of time if they had to. And to think we nearly did go there at one point after Reggie was killed." Almeric mused.
"Yes I remember that some fanatics decided it would be fun to open the gateway to heaven to call their god down to smite us except they fucked up and opened it to hell instead even though we are the bad guys the bastards still came after us." Azrael laughed. He then turned and looked Almeric in the eye a shadow of fear passed over his face. "If I am to die you join Piccard I barely know him but all ready I trust him enough. And see if the legend is true." Azrael explained before diving into the dungeon.
(Piccard: Spooky.)
Almeric stood there for a second staring at the spot where Azrael had just been standing before heading to the library.
Piccard passed around his guard room thoughts rushing through his head. "Hmm, if the heroes are after keepers to convert does that mean that they might try and convert sponge?" Piccard laughed at the memory of his old rival. "Sponge if you are converted it's time for payback bitch."
At the exact same moment Sponge was unconscious and tied to a giant cross unconscious as wizards started chanting fast and calmly unlike the lord monk that had revived the avatar and Reggie but had died in the process this spell would only drain the wizards of magic for a day or so. "The spell is nearly complete." The Avatar muttered before joining in on the incantation.
"Let the impure become pure." King Reginald said and chanted as a white glow raised from every wizard and the avatar and Reginald and fired into Sponge. His body trembled and shook violently as his blue armour started to turn white his body still spasaming from the energy rushing through him as his armour turned white and his body stopped trembling. "The spell is a success this keeper is under our control," Reginald laughed as the ropes were cut.
TBC
Me: Sorry about the long wait it is just a problem of writers block and my millions of other stories I am writing including my real story which will be used in a crossover and the sequel to this fic.
Piccard: you really do just go on and on
Me: completely ignoring him ANYWAY read review and this chapter may be a bit confusing but there will also be a prequel to this story about the hole gates to hell thing.