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I, WFCBarly, hereby proclaim that I do not own the rights to the Slayers or to the Warcraft series. The story is entirely mine though to do with how I wish. Please Read and Review.
An old man could be seen pacing around in his study as he tried to figure out a way to control his guest. From the doorway came a knock and a lone werewolf entered.
Chapter 12
Metallium
The
greater Beast Lord
"He has done what!" the old man yelled as he stopped himself from pacing in his study.
"The dark lord has awakened," a werewolf said shakily as he was trying not to show signs of fear to his master.
"This does not bade well for you, Narzagel" a new voice called in from the darkest corner of the study.
"My lordship," the old man said as he recognized immediately the voice of the shadow. Slowly he searched the room in fear with his eyes to pinpoint the location of the voice. The werewolf ran out of the room knowing that he would not be welcomed in this conversation.
"I see your looking for me," the voice said once again, though this time behind him.
"What can I do for you, my lord?" Narzagel asked as he turned around and found himself face to face with a female lycanthrope dressed in a closed dark colored leather vest and black cloth pants.
"You can start by explaining yourself to me," the female said as she looked the old man in the eyes and smile with her muzzle bearing her fangs.
"Well you see, Lady Metallium," the old man started to say when suddenly a furry hand shot up and grasped him by the throat.
"I don't want any excuses," Lady Metallium said as she picked the old man up by his throat and threw him halfway across the room.
"Yes, my lordship," The old man said as he cowarded in fear, "We are trying to stop this man from finding the Tomb of Resurrection."
"Explain to me why," Metallium said as she sat herself down in an empty chair and crossed her arms over her chest.
"We don't want him to completely resurrect our dark lord," the old man said as he picked himself up off the ground and sat in a chair on the other side of the room.
"I see your point," Metallium said as she placed her muzzle in her hand and started to think to herself.
"So far two parts of Shabranigdo have been defeated and or destroyed," Narzagel said as he watched Metallium's form change from that of a wolfman to that of a humanoid.
"And this one is a third piece and your worried that if he gets the tomb then he could fuse with the remaining pieces and become as whole as much as he could," Metallium said as she finished her transformation and was now wearing a black cloak and a black shirt that bore no sleeves. A yellow band held the cloak around her neck and a yellow sash was tied around her waist. On her legs she wore the same black cloth pants but on her feet were a pair of dark brown travel boots.
"That's correct," Narzagel said as he turned in his chair to look towards the doorway.
"How did you come across this kind of information?" Metallium asked as she sat up in her chair and looked right straight through him.
"A traveler in a black cloak told about this about 6 months ago," the old man spoke as he felt the stare that was upon him, "The traveler also spoke of things that were yet to come in other instances." The old man turned back towards lady metallium and continued, "They all come true so I know this is truthful as well."
"You better be right," Metallium said as she stood up from her chair. "If your wrong, then you know the price," she said as she started to turn and walk into the shadows.
"That I do, my lord," Narzagel said as he watched Metallium walk into the shadows and disappear, "I most certainly do."
Meanwhile in the lower part of the complex
"Who the hell are you?" a man asks as he spots a another walking down the corridor towards him.
"That is of no importance," the man said as he lifted his arm parallel with the ground and then shot it straight out from his side sending the man flying against the wall cracking his neck in three spots.
'What are you trying to achieve?' Barly yelled from inside the cage his mentality was trapped in.
'You know what I want,' Shabranigdo said as he continued to focus on controlling the body.
'Then why not finish me off and get it over with,' Barly yelled back as he watched out the sights that he knew to be the body's eyes.
'If I kill the mentality then the body will cease to function,' the demon said back as through the eyes another man was killed but this time by a beheading of the sword from the body's waist.
'Like I said before,' the original mentality yelled out as anger was slowly overtaking it, 'You will not win.'
'We shall see my little blue bird,' Shabranigdo said with a laugh, 'Sing all you want. Your song will not be heeded nor heard.'
'AUGH!' Barly screamed out as a burst of mental energy began to pass through his mental form.
'Sleep for now,' the demon said with a laugh and once again resumed his walk of terror.
1000 Years ago on the last day of the War of the Monsters Fall
"Why the hell did Deckard Cain send us out here to fight this monster anyways?" an amazon asked as she used her javelin to parry an attack from a lesser demon.
"The Lord of Terror must be stopped!" a paladin yelled out as he blocked an attack with his shield and let out an attack of his own.
Present day
'Heh,' Shabranigdo thought as he continued down the path to the spot he seeks, 'I was once called Diablo, Kasima, and even Gasaraki but to these people I am just Shabranigdo.' A smile crept across his face as he felt himself drawing closer.
1000 years ago (continued)
"Hey pale face, get over here," a barbarian yelled out as he threw an axe into the chest of an advancing demon.
"I'm kind of busy here," a necromancer yelled back as he thrust his kris into the skull of another demon and with a quick bolt turned it into a walking undead under his command.
"What about you, witch?" the barbarian yelled towards a female who was casting multiple fireballs at the advancing forces.
"I'm busy as well," the sorceress replied back as she focused herself to hold the forces back, "And what did I tell you about calling me a Witch!"
"All right all ready," the barbarian said with a sign as he started to spin around in circles to attack all the forces that was beginning to surround him.
"You all seem to be looking for me," a voice said as the last of the demons fell.
"Come out here you coward!" the barbarian yelled out as he readied himself for battle.
"Is this better," the voice said as a rather large red looking demon with long horns sticking out of its head and an overly muscular body to match in its evil twisted form walked from out of the darkness.
"Your reign of terror ends here," the paladin said as he readjusted his grip on his shield and readied himself for the upcoming attack.
"We will defeat you," the sorceress said as she started to chant a spell.
"You think you five can defeat me?" the lord of terror asked as he looked over the crowd under him.
"We will cause we must," the amazon said as she readied to throw her javelin.
"Are you ready to lose?" the necromancer asked as he made his undead forces take a guard position in front of the party.
"You may have joined forces with the gods and dragons to fight me off but I will emerge victorious in the end," the demon said as he took a step forward and a red ball of energy began to form in front of its mouth.
"Lets go!" the paladin yelled out as he charged along side the barbarian and the amazon towards the demon standing before them. The necromancer and the sorceress where casting spells as quickly as they could just to try and hold the lord of terror at bay. The undead forces were unleashed to attack the demon as well.
Hours pass and the battle slowly comes to an end with the demons body laying lifeless on the ground.
"All of you please continue on and take down the lord of destruction," a voice said from behind them as they sat down for a rest.
"What are you doing here Cain?" the sorceress asked as she was the first to spot him walking towards them.
"I'm here to make sure the lord of terror will do no more harm," Cain said as he drew a sword from within his cane and motioned for a lady to step forward.
"Yes this is the one we call Shabranigdo, but how did he get all the way over here?" the lady asked as she bent down next to the demons body.
"If I'm going to be destroyed here then I'm taking you with me," the demon said as he started to move again.
"I thought we killed him!" the paladin yelled out as he saw the demon grab the lady by the neck.
"Stay back," Cain ordered them so that the true final battle will take place.
"Water Dragon King," the demon said as it lifted itself up from the ground, "Your time to die is now."
"No," the lady spoke as she placed her hands on the demons arms and begun to chant a spell of encasement and banishment.
"What's going on?" the demon asked questionably as he started to take human shape again.
"Your finished," the lady spoke as the hand around her neck turned human and let go.
"Kill me," the human body spoke as the human spirit inside began to regain control, "Kill me now."
"You shall be encased for all eternity with the piece of Shabranigdo that is inside you," the lady spoke as she looked the man in the eyes.
"If that is what is to happen then let it be," the man spoke as he walked to an area away from everyone and prepared himself for the eventual encasement that is to come.
"It has been nice knowing you, Cain," the lady spoke as she prepared to chant the spell.
"What do you mean by that?" Cain asked as he looked upon his lady friend.
"Once this spell is chanted, I will be no more," the lady said as she mentally prepared herself for the darkness to come.
"Let one of the heroes chant it then," Cain said as he pointed towards the five watching the action.
"Hey now," the barbarian said out of disgust for what Cain just said.
"They are not powerful enough to encase this one," the lady said as she finished chanting a magic circle on the ground, "Only I am."
"They stopped him and you saw they are not powerful enough," Cain said out of irritation.
"They stopped him together, not singularly," the woman pointed out as she begun to cast the final part of the spell. "Good bye everyone and thanks," she said as a light enveloped the entire area and when it was gone, both her and the man were gone.
present day, three days trip from Sairaag
"What the hell," Malas said as she quickly sat up and looked around to see where she was at. She was still inside her tent with Amelia sleeping silently beside her inside her own bed roll. "Must have been a dream," Malas said to herself as she got up and exited the tent, "But what was it about?"
"I can answer that," a voice said from behind the tent.
"Who are you?" Malas said in a threatening voice as she quickly turned around and faced the person that spoke. She had long golden blond hair and a white flowing robe. Near her ears where large orb shaped objects that seemed to drop down from the pointed hat she wore. Her robes looked like that of a priestess with a few intricate designs placed for decoration purposes.
"Don't be alarmed," the woman said as she smiled on her face, "My name is Filia."
Authors notes
Sorry it took so long for the next chapter to be posted but work had me so busy that I couldn't even keep my head on straight some nights.
I got looking at a game I liked to play called Diablo 2 and noticed a very surprising discovery. The being called Diablo looks, acts, and speaks like Shabranigdo, they are both called the lord of terror, they are both large red demons, and they both took a lot of humans to take them down (story wise anyways). So I decided to add that part in as the War of the Monsters Fall. In Slayers, they only speak a little about the war and nothing else except that if it wasn't for the 'Humans' then Shabranigdo would have won. Also the original story behind Diablo 1 was a book that was 1000 years old, and the reader was a sorcerer. As you can see it all fits together. Or atleast I think it does. If you think otherwise or even if you agree then please post in a review for me so I can read it and use it to make the story even better.
Stay tuned for the next chapter, Chapter 13 Filia the golden dragon. See you then.
