Chapter 6
Skeletor stared at the bloodied chestplate with a blank expression, obviously not caring about Mer-Man's fate. To him, his minions were only good for providing fodder for the Eternian guards to fight, and meant nothing much to him at all. Still, he wondered how his enemy, who normally would never do something so cold-blooded, could casually kill one of his warriors in such a brutal fashion.
Or specifically, seven of them.
"I just don't understand," the perplexed villain said. "Why would that sickeningly pure do-gooder suddenly do something so...psychotic? If we hadn't seen it ourselves, I'd have believed it to be nothing but a lie."
Webstor, the blue skinned master of escape, nodded. "Even after seeing it myself, I still can't believe it. Slitting his throat and feeding him to a school of carniverous fish...what a horrible way to die. And the fact that He-Man was the killer..."
Skeletor dropped the armor at the foot of his throne, pondering the recent events. Webstor had been traveling to the city of Zakk when he stumbled upon the rocky island where He-Man had eliminated Mer-Man and Clawful; he watched the whole thing unfold from the safety of a nearby rock formation. He returned to Snake Mountain immediately, reporting everything as quickly as possible. The evil warlord was surprised to say the least; he'd believed that He-Man's unusual behavior during the battle at Greyskull was simply due to excess guilt over failing to protect the king and queen.
Now, however, he was beginning to see that such was not the case.
"It would appear," he said, "that my old enemy has fallen from his pedestal of goodness. He seems to have snapped almost completely, judging from the brutal way he's been dispatching my henchmen. Surely the deaths of the kingdom's late rulers couldn't be the only reason for his sudden...change in attitude."
"Then what else could have caused him to lose it like that?"
"I can't begin to imagine. But I may be able to use this to my advantage."
It was Webstor's turn to be puzzled. "Your advantage? How do you plan to do that?"
"You leave that to me."
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Teela tossed and turned, unable to sleep. So many things had happened that day: the attack at the crypt, Adam revealing he was He-Man, her realizing how much she loved him...
Suddenly, she bolted upright. A decision was made in a split second...one she knew she would not change.
"I may have promised not to try and stop him, but that doesn't mean I can't look for him."
As quickly as she could, she dressed, readied her equipment, then made her way to the hangar. She powered up the nearest Wind Raider, and with a roar of the engine, she was a speck on the horizon.
"I don't know what exactly is happening, but if I can somehow find you, I know I can help you..."
As big as the planet was, Teela didn't have the faintest idea of where to begin searching, but she knew who would...
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Greyskull was quiet as a tomb as the Sorceress pored over the ancient manuscripts in the library. She'd grown used to the quiet over the years, so she was somewhat startled when she heard a loud banging on the jawbridge. She dismissed it at first, but the sound was so loud and frequent, that she finally decided to investigate.
She walked over to the window and, arms spread, transformed into Zoar the falcon. She swooped down from the window and soared around the castle, toward the entrance. She saw nothing on her first pass, but as she began to fly around the castle again, she was struck by a powerful energy blast, which caused her to plummet to the ground. Weakened, she reverted back to her normal form and, shaking, managed to get back to her feet. She turned to lower the jawbridge, but doubled over as the wind was knocked out of her by Skeletor's havoc staff.
The skull-faced villain stood menacingly over her, laughing. Webstor was standing off to the side, a wide grin on his hideous face.
"Hello. I'm the new owner of this domicile. I understand it comes completely furnished, and includes a great mystic power in its depths. I think I got a great deal."
He grabbed the Sorceress by the throat and yanked her to her feet. "But what to do with the previous owner? I can't have her trying to take my home away, after all. Oh, what a dilemma."
Skeletor's grip tightened around her throat. However, she managed to let out one, strangled cry. "He-Man, come quickly..."
The evil warrior grinned. "Calling the repo man? Not smart, my dear."
Slowly he unsheathed a large sword, his other hand still cutting off her air supply. With a look of horror, she flinched at the sharp pain as the blade was thrust through her stomach...
At that moment, Teela landed and leaped from the Wind Raider. She gasped as the lifeless body of the Sorceress fell at Skeletor's feet. His twisted grin became wider as he said, "Oh look, Webstor...company."
A grappling hook fired from Webstor's backpack, wrapping itself tightly around Teela's body. Unable to stand, she toppled onto her back, and was dragged helplessly through the entrance to the castle, which was now wide open. Skeletor laughed again, certain he had triumphed at last...
And at Snake Mountain, He-Man suddenly stood still, as the telepathic message from the Sorceress rang through his head. He had been searching for Skeletor, failing to find him in the mountain's numerous caverns. Now he knew where he was, and as he boarded the Wind Raider, he had only one thought on his mind...
"When I reach Greyskull, Skeletor is going to suffer...slowly..."
TO BE CONTINUED...
Skeletor stared at the bloodied chestplate with a blank expression, obviously not caring about Mer-Man's fate. To him, his minions were only good for providing fodder for the Eternian guards to fight, and meant nothing much to him at all. Still, he wondered how his enemy, who normally would never do something so cold-blooded, could casually kill one of his warriors in such a brutal fashion.
Or specifically, seven of them.
"I just don't understand," the perplexed villain said. "Why would that sickeningly pure do-gooder suddenly do something so...psychotic? If we hadn't seen it ourselves, I'd have believed it to be nothing but a lie."
Webstor, the blue skinned master of escape, nodded. "Even after seeing it myself, I still can't believe it. Slitting his throat and feeding him to a school of carniverous fish...what a horrible way to die. And the fact that He-Man was the killer..."
Skeletor dropped the armor at the foot of his throne, pondering the recent events. Webstor had been traveling to the city of Zakk when he stumbled upon the rocky island where He-Man had eliminated Mer-Man and Clawful; he watched the whole thing unfold from the safety of a nearby rock formation. He returned to Snake Mountain immediately, reporting everything as quickly as possible. The evil warlord was surprised to say the least; he'd believed that He-Man's unusual behavior during the battle at Greyskull was simply due to excess guilt over failing to protect the king and queen.
Now, however, he was beginning to see that such was not the case.
"It would appear," he said, "that my old enemy has fallen from his pedestal of goodness. He seems to have snapped almost completely, judging from the brutal way he's been dispatching my henchmen. Surely the deaths of the kingdom's late rulers couldn't be the only reason for his sudden...change in attitude."
"Then what else could have caused him to lose it like that?"
"I can't begin to imagine. But I may be able to use this to my advantage."
It was Webstor's turn to be puzzled. "Your advantage? How do you plan to do that?"
"You leave that to me."
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Teela tossed and turned, unable to sleep. So many things had happened that day: the attack at the crypt, Adam revealing he was He-Man, her realizing how much she loved him...
Suddenly, she bolted upright. A decision was made in a split second...one she knew she would not change.
"I may have promised not to try and stop him, but that doesn't mean I can't look for him."
As quickly as she could, she dressed, readied her equipment, then made her way to the hangar. She powered up the nearest Wind Raider, and with a roar of the engine, she was a speck on the horizon.
"I don't know what exactly is happening, but if I can somehow find you, I know I can help you..."
As big as the planet was, Teela didn't have the faintest idea of where to begin searching, but she knew who would...
***********************************************
Greyskull was quiet as a tomb as the Sorceress pored over the ancient manuscripts in the library. She'd grown used to the quiet over the years, so she was somewhat startled when she heard a loud banging on the jawbridge. She dismissed it at first, but the sound was so loud and frequent, that she finally decided to investigate.
She walked over to the window and, arms spread, transformed into Zoar the falcon. She swooped down from the window and soared around the castle, toward the entrance. She saw nothing on her first pass, but as she began to fly around the castle again, she was struck by a powerful energy blast, which caused her to plummet to the ground. Weakened, she reverted back to her normal form and, shaking, managed to get back to her feet. She turned to lower the jawbridge, but doubled over as the wind was knocked out of her by Skeletor's havoc staff.
The skull-faced villain stood menacingly over her, laughing. Webstor was standing off to the side, a wide grin on his hideous face.
"Hello. I'm the new owner of this domicile. I understand it comes completely furnished, and includes a great mystic power in its depths. I think I got a great deal."
He grabbed the Sorceress by the throat and yanked her to her feet. "But what to do with the previous owner? I can't have her trying to take my home away, after all. Oh, what a dilemma."
Skeletor's grip tightened around her throat. However, she managed to let out one, strangled cry. "He-Man, come quickly..."
The evil warrior grinned. "Calling the repo man? Not smart, my dear."
Slowly he unsheathed a large sword, his other hand still cutting off her air supply. With a look of horror, she flinched at the sharp pain as the blade was thrust through her stomach...
At that moment, Teela landed and leaped from the Wind Raider. She gasped as the lifeless body of the Sorceress fell at Skeletor's feet. His twisted grin became wider as he said, "Oh look, Webstor...company."
A grappling hook fired from Webstor's backpack, wrapping itself tightly around Teela's body. Unable to stand, she toppled onto her back, and was dragged helplessly through the entrance to the castle, which was now wide open. Skeletor laughed again, certain he had triumphed at last...
And at Snake Mountain, He-Man suddenly stood still, as the telepathic message from the Sorceress rang through his head. He had been searching for Skeletor, failing to find him in the mountain's numerous caverns. Now he knew where he was, and as he boarded the Wind Raider, he had only one thought on his mind...
"When I reach Greyskull, Skeletor is going to suffer...slowly..."
TO BE CONTINUED...