Hellbreaker, yeah, Dash seems to continue thinking he is better, but what do you expect out of male like him?
A red eye blinked as it flew in the green skies of the Ghost Zone, the lone crow-like creature flying lower til it landed on a single tree that overlooked what could be a cemetery. Rocks that resembled tombstones cluttered around a single area where a black haired male loomed over a glass case. As his cape flickered around his legs he opened the case and took out the object that it held, his chuckle of satisfaction low so that only the crows that watched him could hear. As soon as he had his object he rushed off into the skies to a red castle only a few yards away.
The castle stood alone on a small boulder of stone, several little rocks floating around it in no particular direction. As the cloaked male made his way into the large red castle he passed a home much like his own, large and grand. Skeletons holding weapons adorned the main hallway with pictures here and there while in other hallways statues graced the area with long rugs running beneath him.
Minutes later found him at a door, the large doors easily tossed open with a single movement. It lead into a room that looked like the halls he had passed thru earlier, but this one had one difference. It had a green light that shined upon a single item, a sarcophagus of some sort that was high in the sky on a large pedestal.
"Here we are," Vlad stated to himself as he looked up at the many items before him. "Pariah's keep." He looked to a purple jack-o-lantern with a large blade embedded in it. "Home of the Fright Knight." He pulled out a green key. "And before that," he said, sticking the key in the nose of a skeleton that held up a bubble with a single ring in it. "The ghost king." As the key turned in the hidden lock the bubble holding the key melted.
"And here I am, Vlad Plasmius, with all his power in the palm of my hand," he said slipping the ring on. Holding it toward the ceiling proudly he was let down as just a little spark fizzled on the ring and then was gone. "Huh?" He looked to the sarcophagus as if it were it's fault and like someone under pressure it told him the missing link. "Ah, yes, the Crown of Fire. The Ring of Rage only works if one is wearing the Crown of Fire," he said now taking the same key from before and stuck it in the chest of the tomb. As he turned the key, the crows from before cried out and flew away as the eyes on the sarcophagus lit up a bloodly red and the door opened. Before the half ghost stood a rather imposing looking figure and on his head was the Crown of Fire. "Alone they are fine, but together, they give you power unimaginable."
As he stood there gawking at the beauty of the item he coveted he failed to notice that one green eye on the dead king before him opened, the other one covered with a patch. What he did notice, his face falling slightly at the sight, was when said king took a big step out of his tomb.
"Who dares?" the large male ghost thundered, his body so large that Vlad had to fly up several feet to meet his green gaze.
"Uh, Vlad," he said, with a motion of unease. Anyone could see that he was surprised and a bit scared of the person before him. "Vlad Plasmius and did I mention that I am a huge fan of your work?" The king's eye narrowed just seconds before his castle's room blew up, expelling Vlad into the skies of the Ghost Zone.
The king walked down to where the purple pumpkin was being held up by another skeleton. He reached over, yanking the green sword out with little effort. As soon as the sword was released the skeleton allowed the jack-o-lantern to float upward, a bright white light coming from the inside. It spun around, the pumpkin exploding in a giant ball of fire as the Fright Knight appeared, his green eyes narrowed at the fact that he was now a free ghost again.
"Fright Knight lives!" he cried out in triumph, throwing his hands up, but as his sword landed inches from his face his face fell. Behind him stood the king.
"To serve me." The Fright Knight turned, his eyes still wide in shock grew even more round as he saw his former master. Fear went thru him at the sight of the hated king.
"King Pariah? You are up!" he said while getting down on his knees to bow before the royal pain.
"Perhaps it is time to remind you and that intruder who rules this place!"
Above them Vlad was still recovering, his clothing singed and torn.
"I have got to get out of here before-" He was cut off as the person he feared appeared before him, capturing his whole form in one spiky metal claw. He held Vlad up high, the half ghost opening one bloodshot eye in pain as his body was squeezed beyond what a human could withstand.
"You have freed me from my sarcophagus," Pariah stated. "Thus awaking me from the Forever Sleep." He pulled the small half ghost toward him. "Wait," he said noticing a lack of a certain ring on the black gloved hand of Vlad. "You are not the one that woke me!" He crushed Vlad tighter. "You are a duplicate!" he thundered. As the duplicate vanished Pariah looked around. "So wh-" He stopped and looked down.
"Surly you and I can work out some sort of deal," Vlad said to the Fright Knight as he worked his sword. Slashing it around he looked over at Vlad, unsure of who he was dealing with and who was worse.
"A deal?" he questioned before the pair of them were blasted apart. Making a quick motion to call him Vlad disappeared from the room as fast as he could, passing Pariah in the skies. Smirking with a sureness he sped up, sure he would get away from the king. Unfortunately he was struck rather easily, the blast causing him to de-transform...