Sparda's Revenge: Story 2

Sparda made his way through the districts of Artines in search of the oracles' temple. Which each step through the districts, the inhabitants seemed to vanish while the Demons flourished. Bodies of citizens lay across the streets as their homes burned. Sparda tried his best to ignore the dead as he finally made it to the gardens of the oracle. He eyed the garden and was taken away by the velvet flowers. They covered the entire enchanted garden in gold and red flowers with trees with pink blossoms. Even in the horrible time, this rare glimpse eased Sparda. He walked through the luscious gardens, which soon engulfed him inside a maze. Irritated, he jumped over the ledges of bushes in great hops that made him seem as if he was flying. After some time, Sparda found himself free from the maze and in an open grassy area. As he landed on his feet very quietly, he noticed that the oracle's temple was right in front of him. Sparda sighed and stepped over the bodies of the gardeners. As he headed for the bridge that connected to the temple, a soldier was crawling on the floor. His legs were badly broken and he seemed to struggle as he moved inch by inch. Sparda thought of heading forth to assist the wounded soldier when he noticed the ground being pushed. The ground was pushed as if a mole or some creature was tunneling underneath in. It stopped for a second headed for the soldier with incredible speed. The man was set flying through the air as the creature tunneled underneath him. The soldier landed on the grassy ground as the creature turned around once more. It stopped inches away from the man underground and stopped moving. Suddenly, a long knife like arm pierced the soldier's abdomen. The creature that impaled the soldier emerged from the ground slowly. It was Demon that held the characteristics of a skeleton man in armor. Its knife, which was its hands as well, dragged across the floor as tried to remove the corpse. It suddenly stopped and looked at Sparda with its eye less head. It hissed at him as Sparda drew his swords out. It stared at Sparda with a amused look on its face. It picked it's head up in the sky and howled in a raspy voice. Sparda twisted his face at the sound the Demon produced.

Sparda: "Silence, before I rip you arms off."

The Demon started to chuckle in a very frightening and dry voice. Sparda quickly noticed that there where more tunnels emerging from underground. Slowly more and more of these Demons entered the surface, completely surrounding Sparda.

Sparda: (Sighing) "As you wish. Honestly, this is getting on my last nerves."

Unaware to Sparda, three of them tunneled underneath him and launched at him. Sparda had little time to react as six cold blades pierced his body from all sides. The blades went through and underneath his limb's connection. As a result, Sparda couldn't move his arms, legs, and neck without the steel interfering.

Sparda: "Release me this instance Demon."

Sparda started to struggle but only caused the blades to go deeper inside him. For some reason, the other Demons that encircled Sparda didn't attack. They stood around Sparda as if given an order not to attack. The Demons slowly move out of the way to form a entrance into the circle.

Sparda: (Stopping Struggling) "What is the meaning of this?"

Coming from the maze's exit, a large tunnel headed for him. What ever the creature was underneath, it was evenly ten times bigger then the others. The tunnel that formed threw earth and ground at all sides violently. The creature underneath the earth stopped a few feet away from Sparda. It suddenly jumped out from the ground in great speed causing the earth to fly up as if it was a splash in water. As the dirt and dust finally settled, a large Demon stood in front of Sparda. His flesh was a dark pink and it hung in chains over his fat. Its hide was rather thick but sagged a bit from his fat and muscles. The arms and legs were stubby but looked incredible strong. Sharp nails grew from its fingers and from his three toes on each large foot. Its head was the thing Sparda immediately took into consideration. It had very large rows of dull teeth with two tusks growing upwards. In due of his grinning like teeth, only his red eyes could be seen just over it. Sparda lowered his head and started to laugh in a low voice.

Sparda: "Osric."

Osric: "The spider has captured its prey. The legendary dark knight Sparda over powered so easily by my Demons. Where's your strength you used to slaughter your own brothers with Sparda?"

Sparda: "You honor me with your presence swine. Tell me, is the King of Demons enjoying my gift to him. I could of done better but just couldn't locate another shit hole."

Osric: (Enraged) "You dare speak like that to Fortinbras, you worthless bug. He is my master and my father; I will not tolerate a word of betrayal against him. He will eat you alive and grind your bones between his teeth."

Osric reached down the hole he emerged from and pulled out an iron, spiked-covered mace.

Osric: "I waited centuries to kill you myself. Now the champion of the Gods will fall to the power of the demons at last."

Sparda: (Picking up his head) "Well then my killer, may I ask why has Argoton released the Demons to aid him fight."

Osric: (Growling) "Argoton is a coward, I would rather die then fight aside him. It is only the will of Fortinbras and Mundus that I will fight. You see Sparda, Argoton has released only a few of us upon this land. When he has accomplished his reign across the land, he shall release the whole Demon world once more. The Gods above are hiding in terror for they know the Demons shall rise once more!"

Sparda: "Why would Argoton seek help from the Demons? I doubt that he has forgiven you over the last two thousand years."

Osric waited a few moments as if pondering if he should answer to Sparda's question. He bit down his teeth causing a loud crushing sound.

Osric: "He…He is the real son of Mundus and nephew of the King of Demons."

Sparda: (Lowering his head) "So, the God of War is my cousin. I never realized I have such a eminent family, brother."

Osric: (Angry) "Never call me by that again."

Osric walked closer to Sparda and picked up his massive mace.

Osric: "Die Sparda!"

Sparda: "You first."

Osric stopped his mace in midair and looked at Sparda curiously. Sparda began to close his eye and laugh. He started to flex his muscle as hard as he could. His beetle skin muscles flexed and stuck out from every part of his body. He grinds his teeth as he felt the veins in his body feel they would fly out of his body. The Demons now began to get frightened and tried to pull their blades out. Amazingly, Sparda's muscles held the knifes in his body with such force that the Demons could pull them out even with all their strength. He began to flex his body even more causing his body to enlarge. Suddenly, the pressure of the muscles was too great that it broke the blades inside his body. The three Demons stumbled back as the hissed and snarled at Sparda. Sparda continued to flex his muscles out until the six blades launched themselves out of his body. Sparda relaxed his muscles and lifted his head. Sparda watched as Osric began to back away with him shaking. The Demons around Sparda hissed even louder as they prepared to attack him. Sparda Demon body began glowing in red as his eyes gave a frightening, but emotionless, look. He pulled his blades out so fast that that if the Demons blinked they would miss it. He stuck his blades into one of the Demon's head as his brains splattered. The Demons now leaped at Sparda with their knifes extended but Sparda vanished. As the Demons landed on the empty spot, Sparda reappeared behind them. He grabbed one by its arm and ripped it out. He started to behead and stab the Demons with the arm. Spying Osric about to enter his hole, he threw the bladed arm at him. It impaled itself deep inside Osric's shoulder causing him to fall over and scream. Sparda then drew his attention back at the numbers of Demons. He hewed and hacked at the Demons in such grace and athletic ability, it seemed like he was gliding. The corpses of the Demons dropped to the ground as Sparda ripped the arms off one of them that he recognized.

Sparda: "I warned you! I will rip your arms off!"

Out of fury, he pierced them throw the armless Demon. The last few Demons stood around Sparda but dared not to attack. They stood with their blades out as one began to back away.

Sparda: "No one will escape me."

He raised his blades into the sky as lightning skewed the last ones standings. Sparda stood breathing hard and entirely covered by the blood of his enemies. He continued to catch his breath as he made his way to the wounded Osric. He laid on the ground, trying to remove the arm but it was dug inside him to deep

Sparda: "Allow me."

He grabbed the arm and pulled in one clear pull. The blood squirted out of the Demon's shoulder as he begged for mercy.

Osric: (Nervously) "Plea…Please don't do…do it. You would…n't kill your own…blo…blood would…you brother?"

Sparda stepped off of the fallen giant and took his mace. Sparda used both hands as he picked up the mace that was three times as big as he was. He then returned to Osric and let the sharp mace fall on his belly. The sharp ends dug into his stomach as it knocked the wind out of him.

Sparda: (Mockingly) "Never call me by that again"

Osric struggled to breath as blood over filled his huge teeth.

Osric: "I…I…"

Osric felt his strength leave him as he let his head fall back. Sparda got on top of his brother and pulled his blades over his head. Osric found his a little bit of strength inside him and pushed Sparda off him. Sparda flipped two times in the air but landed on his feet majestically. Osric grabbed his mace and yanked it out of his stomach. Blood dripped from his jaws ad stomach as struggled to stand.

Osric: "I…will no…not…not fall here."

Osric gathered his strength and made a short leap, diving into the ground. The dive shook the ground and nearly caused Sparda to lose balance but he stood on his feet. In matter of seconds, Osric was gone underneath the ground. All that he left behind was his pool of blood and his dead Demons. Sparda withdrew his blades onto his beetle-skin back. He used the back of his rough hand to wipe of the blood from his face and horns.

Sparda: "Disgusting."

Sparda kicked a corpse of a Demon causing it to fly back a few yards from him. Sparda turned to the bridge and noticed a woman. He quickly transformed into his human like self in hopes of not scaring her. As he looked closely he saw three soldiers by her fighting off a large band of harpies. Sparda looked at the women and noticed she wore a see through dress with her brown hair combed over with a crown.

Sparda: "Oracle!"

The oracle turned around to see Sparda running towards her. She looked at him and smiled in relief. She then started to run towards him from the bridge.

Oracle of Artines: "Sparda! Praise Gods you've arrived!"

Suddenly a fireball from the sky hit the bridge killing the three soldiers and harpies but causing the oracle to fall. She felt the bridge give way as it collapsed under her. She screamed as she began to fall but something grabbed her. She had hoped t was Sparda but to her horror, it was a pair of harpies. They picked her up and took her inside the temple where the bridge collapsed.

Oracle of Artines: "Let me go! Let go off me you wretched creatures."

Sparda: "Oracle!"

Oracle of Artines: "Sparda help me! The fate of Artines and Azarath depends on it."

She was vanished inside the temple screaming.