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Chapter 7: A Plan just Crazy Enough to Work

"Please," begged the god. "Haven't I always been good to you?"

Steed swung a massive hoof into the final pillar to make the citadel crumble into dust. The god's voice echoed a scream of horror before it was silenced forever. The fight was the same as always. San and Duke managed the hordes of worshipers and Steed went about destroying the temple. When he finished, all three giants took part in devouring the humans. I didn't watch. I was sitting in Duke's pouch with my eyes closed and fingers in my ears yet I could still hear the horrors. But soon enough it ended and I was brought out of the darkness and into the crisp clean air. As had been done before, we offered control of the lands to those that remained, but left them with a warning. Then, with the addition of Steed, we set out for our home.

But far away, there were beings that sought to end my happiness. Maybe they shouldn't be called beings, for they had no weren't really of flesh. I'll just call them gods. The idea of gods having contact with each other before Duke's little rebellion was unheard of. The gods, any gods, were extremely greedy beings. The only time they made contact was in the interest of expanding their influence, and this usually led to battles. The battles were fought by the god's pets. The pet's would win new lands but were never given their freedom. That's what led to Duke's hatred.

"This has to stop," growled a ball of golden light, a god.

"I agree," said a feminine voice, her shapeless form soft and silver.

"But what can we do?" said a shaky tone from a yellow orb. "Zanniber sends his pet, that monster converts her. Fordic, Humver, Comeria, they get wise. They send their pets together. But not only are Moo and Ursur killed, the horse goes to his side. What are we supposed to do? Send more of our pets? Reinforce his numbers? We all screwed."

"Afee, you pathetic little coward, stop talking," said the feminine voice, the ball of silver swelling with her tone. "All we must do is kill the wolf creature. Cut off the head, and the snake will die."

"What do you propose?" asked a feminine voice from a green orb.

"I realized long ago that simple armies and pets would never win our endless wars. So I devised a different plan. I will use him," a small bit of its silvery veil rose to expose a man.

"Humans?" the yellow orb laughed. "You must be desperate. What can he do, give the beast heart burn?"

"Afee, if you don't stop your ridiculous banter I will send my Strips to tear your citadel down brick by brick." When silence reigned, the silver light continued. "This human and his men are the fifth generation of specially educated warriors. From the moment they are born, they are trained to kill giants. They are fast, they are smart and they are lethal."

"This will never work," the yellow orb said. "This will never ever work. You're an idiot. This won't work."

"Call you pet," said the silver sphere.

"What?"

"Call you pet, its that sheep named Insta isn't it. Call her and if she can kill my human, I will grant you reign over all my followers."

"You swear?" the yellow orb demanded.

"I swear on the prayer that brought me to this world, I swear on the citadel that sustains me."

The yellow orb withdrew into itself, then expanded several times. When it retracted again to its normal size, a monster was standing before it. "Insta," he whispered, sending a feeling of joy up the sheep's woolly back. "Kill that human. Tear him limb from limb and devour what left. Smash it to dust." The sheep nodded recognition and shuffled to the man, who never moved. Briefly confused, the pet lifted a massive hoof and attempted to crush the little human. Instead, he flipped back to avoid the crushing blow, then dove onto the foot. He drew a sword and jammed it into the sheep's heel. Insta roared in pain and fell to her knees. The human leapt high into the air and grabbed a handful of the pet's wool. He then did a most amazing thing. He began to climb. He was so amazingly fast, the sheep couldn't even think to swat the man until he had gained a footing at her neck. His sword pressed ominously into her throat. Any moment he chose, he could end the pet's life.

"Call him off," the yellow orb whimpered.

The silver sphere did nothing.

"Call him off please. Don't kill Insta."

"Swear to me your followers."

"What? I-I can't."

"Then your pet will die and I will conquer your land. Your choice."

"But without followers I will lose my hold in this realm."

"I will permit a few to sustain you, in exchange you will answer to me. Now swear me you humans or I shall…"

"I swear," the yellow orb whimpered. "I-I swear on the prayer that brought me to this world, I swear on the citadel that sustains me."

"Good," said the silver sphere. The human slowly jumped down from the sheep's throat and scurried to his god where he disappeared into the light. "I will send a group of these humans to dispose of the wolf and his followers. In exchange you will all swear to me half of your disciples and resources."

"That insane," shouted the golden ball.

"My way or try to dispose of the wolf yourselves," the silver sphere said.

"I swear," said the green orb.

"I swear," said a brown sphere.

When all the gods had agreed, the silver sphere smiled, or she would've if she had a mouth. "Good."