K.C's notes: Okay so I know a lot of you have been sending me PMs regarding Darkspawndweller04 and the fact that he's basically dedicated some disgusting story to me. Thanks for letting me know about it. I don't know this person except for the fact that he's been sending me loads of PMs for over a month and keeps stalking my story. I am in no way affiliated with him. Now, onto the story!
Chapter 14: The Redemption of Alexius
Gereon Alexius stood baffled by the sight of a mostly naked elf in front of him...an elf who had no upper or lower lip, was sporting an eye patch, had one of his ears hanging off limply and had odd wings sprouting from his back. It was truly the strangest creature that Alexius had ever seen. Darkspawn Solas hissed and posed oddly with his wings spread and his arms held open in a comical fashion as Alexius drew his bladed staff and prepared himself for battle against this oddment. Suddenly a shriek from the other side of the Keep's courtyard drew Alexius' attention; Servis had been cornered and was attempting to fend off the Dracoman with a piece of debris he had picked up. He was shrieking loudly and girlishly as he repeatedly beat the creature over the head with a broken barrel, but the Dracoman seemed to be enjoying the beating and now was displaying another unnecessary erection for all to see. Servis reached around to his back in an attempt to draw his own magical staff...when a cold feeling washed over him as he discovered that it had been lost in the immediate chaos following the Dracoman's head being extracted from Dorian's rectum. He was totally defenceless! He tried to shout over to Alexius,
"Gereon! Please! I need your help! Get this horny thing away from me!" Alexius stifled a laugh that grew in his throat at the sight of Servis, still covered in feces, cowering in front of this half-man half-dracolisk thing...beating it over the head with a jagged barrel. However Darkspawn Dolad chose this moment of distraction to strike! He lunged at Alexius with his freakish teeth bared and knocked the Magister to the ground where he proceeded to attempt to rip out the Tevinter's throat with his teeth, which had now begun to fall out. Luckily for Alexius the large splayed collar of his Venatori robes saved him from an untimely doom and all the injury he sustained was a sore back from landing on the ground and a cut to this left cheek from where Solas's teeth had caught him. One of the once-elf's teeth was still stuck in the wound. Gathering all of his strength, Alexius began struggling with Sofas on the floor - wrestling his face away from his own and attempting to restrain his flailing arms and their sharp taloned hands. Alexius may have been in his fifties but he was stronger than his looks would suggest and after a few moments of a desperate struggle, the Tevinter was able to kick Darkspawn Solas in the groin - sending him careening off of him and allowing Alexius to regain his footing and reclaim his staff from where it had fallen besides him.
Firing a disintegration spell at Solas, Alexius watched as the aberrant creature's left arm began to wither away to nothing and then fall off completely. Solas was going nuts by this point and running around trying to stick his now tiny arm back to his body with his own saliva; this gave Alexius the time to cast one of his hallmark time-magic spells in the immediate area around him. This would give him the advantage in the upcoming fight. Then he waded into the fray. Quite literally as the keep was still full of Dracoman semen and Dorian's bowels. Alexius sent a whole barrage of attacks towards Solas, who reeled back in slow motion horror and pain as hundreds of bolts of lightning hit him and seared his flesh a deep ebony black. Then Alexius - who appeared as a blur of superhumanly quick movements to those outside the time magic bubble - smacked Dolad in the face with his bladed Magister's staff and sliced the last pitiful strands of skin that were holding Dolad's wounded ear to his face. Solas's ear came clean off - in beautifully crisp slow motion - and was promptly devoured by the Dracoman...also in slow motion. Alexius took a moment to marvel at the hideousness of the creature whilst casually ducking Solas's vicious-taloned hand as it swiped for his face. Solas's blood sprayed in slow motion across Alexius' face - like paint leaving an aerosol can at a hundred times less than the normal speed - leaving the Tevinter looking battle hardened and utterly formidable. How he loved his useful time magic! However something had happened to Alexius. Something totally irreversible that would change him and the path he walked in life forever...whether he liked it or not.
Across the Keep, Servis was preparing to be raped by the Dracoman. It was all going wrong for the Venatori-turned-heroes! But then something amazing happened...
K.C's notes: I know it's a bit short but I've got to go to a study session later. I'll complete the rest before Wednesday, I promise. I'm also not really well and I'm feeling a bit stressed out by the whole Darkspawndweller04 thing. I'd appreciate any of you who read my story PM-ing him and telling him to stop because his stuff is gross and I feel like he's harassing me a bit.