(The next chapters are just build-ups, sorry to keep you waiting...Slade and his team land on Earth, what chaos will they make...?)

CH2

Seasons and years passed since Slade's encounter with the Roth twins'. By the time Slade was ready to infiltrate Earth, both Raven and Edgar had advanced well beyond his and even the Emperor's expectations. By now both Azarathian born twins were now loyal servant to Azerovia and to it leaders, and were willing to stick out their lives for the cause of pacifying and establish a grand new world upon the Earth itself.

But years had past, the invasion was behind schedule. But it didn't mean Slade and his organization of assassins and saboteurs, the Deathstrokes as they were called, weren't going to delay any possible information about the Earth and its vast cultural and independent tribes. By now Raven and her brother are associates to the Deathstrokes. When they finally were the age of twelve, Slade and his team had landed on one of the largest continents on the blue planet, but this land is a giant waste land!

Sand and heat, blasted the foreign aliens. Especially as they were dressed in the gray-black uniforms of the imperial army (except Raven, she was wearing a lighter suit, covered in by her cloak), they were roosting! Sweat beaded covered their brows, if it weren't for the magically-cold suits, Slade would believe they would've died.

Travelling for the Azerovians wasn't enjoyable either. Instead of buying those imaginable iron beasts on wheels (horse-less buckets as Slade called them), they transported the best horses Azerovia could offer. They were good and reliable but Slade would rather have cooling crystals put on their suits, even magically cooled ones didn't stop him from sweating like a pig.(you be amazed what crystals do what)

You see Azerovia, never had an industrial revolutions as Earth had, instead they had magical-innovated revolution were magic was used for engineering and science that Azerovia was able to develop more suffocated ice boxes (refrigerators) iron-snakes (trains) Revelers (television) that made life more enjoyable. But Azerovia never developed cars and planes, they had ships yes, but Azerovia moved on the backs of beasts. Behemoths (large animals related to rhinos, only larger and hairier), horses, dragons and Leviathan (sea-serpents) carried Azerovia through its history of war and conquest of their dominion.

While watching a nearby tribe from a distance, seeing how these dark-skinned half-naked natives worked only confused and amazed the Azerovian spectators. They chanted something they only could possibly imagine. They carried huge decorative masks and waving sticks that were sharpened to a point around a huge fire that made Slade and his comrades sweat even more.

"Who in the emperor's name created such an ungodly waste land?" Sebastian Blood (Brother Blood) nearly screamed wiping his forehead with a piece of cloth he happened to carry.

"Just imagine carrying all of your weapons and supplies through this territory in our current uniforms through this heat wave with no water for miles and miles, Blood." Slade said. Blood thought of it, when he came to the realization Blood winced and shrugged. Now he is grateful. Slade thought keeping an eye (literally) on the tribe.

"I just find this place fascinating." Raven added. She sounded cheerful. Even underneath the cloak Slade could tell she was burning, but she smiled and had a good attitude. Things had changed since he met her on the streets in Azarath years ago.

"Yeah, you're the only one Rae." Edgar said, wiping his own forehead. When Slade glanced over for a second, he noticed Edgar, the sickliest of the twins, was just plain miserable. His face was bright red, sweat seemed to come out of streams it seemed. And despite being burned by the sun, Edgar looked dead paler than he usually was. This is what happens when your born sick and remain sick.

Slade knew Edgar won't survive as an infantry in the legions. Of course he couldn't use Edgar for the dangerous missions in the Deathstroke team anyway. The leviathan navy won't take him, only the dragon force would. But he was too young to join, yet…

When his attention went back to the tribes doing their dances and chants Slade wondered why? Before Slade could guess he saw a trail of dust running in the distance heading for the tribe. Soon, a ghastly noise pierced the air, soon the tribe went into an uproar, like bees being disturbed… Soon the males of the tribes were shouting something in their tongue and the women and children ran from the massive fire.

As the dust and sand were in range of the tribe came and settled, Slade and the others saw the Earthmen's ways of transportation that seemed dull in color and blended in with the area. Soon a dozen lighter colored men jumped out of their ironed machines wearing desert-colored uniform (Slade thought that was smart) and was holding what Slade thought to be a fancy club. They were saying something that Slade couldn't understand; it was different than the dark ones words. What ever the lighter one said to the dark ones he dark-skinned, half naked man carrying a spear tried to stab the man.

Before the dark-man's weapon even came close to the lighter ones body, the strangers wacked his attacker with his fancy club. When the man fell to the sands, the white man kicked the black, and before Slade, Raven, Blood or Edgar could imagine what could be next, a new sound entered the ears of the Azerovian observers. It sounded like a bark, and then all of a sudden, all the white man's fancy clubs burst into light with more and faster abrupt barks. The dark skinned men fell like wheat to a scythe. Then when the men fell the whites turned their weapons against the fleeing women and children

Raven gasped and Edgar watched in horror, while Slade and Blood and the rest of the company watched in disbelief that Earthmen could treat their own people, even if their darker than you, like animals and then kill them… Slade thought they were more barbaric than he thought when he first saw the dark ones dance, these whites were ruthless killers.

"Do we help them?" Blood asked Slade.

"Which one? Blacks or white?" Slade said in return.

"The blacks!" Blood responded.

Slade thought that too, but he knew revealing themselves early would warn Earth of Azerovia's agenda. He couldn't allow that. Sense of duty and honor Slade held high, disobeying them would be treason against the state. But reckless slaughter was something Slade was against. Then again, the emperor nor the generals and senators ordered intervention…

"Yes, quick and quietly." Slade said, he waved his hand forward and three of the Deathstroke men moved their horses forward to charge, when Slade's ears were connected to another sound. Not the barks of the white man's weapon or the scream of women and childeren, but the white men were.

"What in the empire's reach…?" Slade said to himself when he saw one of the whites shooting his weapon in the air. Neither Slade nor any of his companions noticed amongst the slaughtering a massive green winged monster, smaller than a dragon but bigger than any creature Slade had seen on Earth so far.

When the monster in the air dived at the men, grabbing one of the white shooters and carrying him off into the air then when the creature was high in the air that Slade couldn't see the creature in the bright blue sky. Soon a distance blood-curdling scream in the air as an image of one of the tribes' attacker fell from the sky and hit the earth. As the creature dived, the massive creature, in a blink of an eye, or thought his eye was going blind, the flying creature disappeared and bigger more reptilian with a large head with a saw full of sharp teeth, a huge body and a long tail, but short arms.

As the men around the monster tried aiming their weapons at the large lizard, the lizard whipped his tail knocking three men down. Watching, Slade noticed that one of the men was running towards his iron vehicle, the man was struggling with something because the machine wouldn't move. Before the man could get the thing moving the large lizard's foot smashed the front end of the iron beast. The man was screaming as the lizard ripped the man out of his machine by the arm. The lizard lashed his head around violently, the man scream before the lizard released the man on the ground, before stepping on him.

Those white men that attacked before, now being attacked themselves starting to run away. The lizard ran after them. It wasn't long before the monster reached its prey. One man tripped and was smashed as the lizard made its way. The others tried shooting their weapon but monster huge jaws caught him and before the man had time to scream a large crunch filled the air that made Slade not wanting dinner. Soon the other white-skin men were overcame by the large green lizard, some screamed as the lizard ripped them apart as others quietly died as jaws made a red mess out of them.

When it was over the Azerovian spectators were appalled by the strength and brutality of the large lizard. When the creature let out a terrifying roar that spooked the Azerovian horses, it showed it was triumphant. Slade thought it was going to eat the attackers, or go after the escaped tribes' people. Instead it walked away as if nothing had happened. But something more disturbing caught Slade's mind…

What happened to that winged creature? Slade thought.

"We have to capture that." Slade said. Everyone was caught by surprise by the suggestion. Raven asked why, Blood wondered if he was crazy, Edgar added he didn't want to become some chew toy, and the rest of the men just didn't want to, but Slade then explained.

"Imagine Azerovian men dying trying to kill that thing, it would be easier either to kill ourselves or capture it and see if we can use it against the Earthmen." Slade said. Reluctantly, all agreed. Slade kicked his horse as did the other and rode off in the direction of the lizard.

It didn't take long till the Azerovians were close to the creature which was just walking not comprehending that it was being tacked. As the horses wined and scream, trying to avoid the monster, but thanks to their riders that didn't happen, the large lizard turned its head to the noise, spotting the dozen riders. The creature screamed and stared to run.

For a while, the chase was grueling. Hard and fast, dust and sand blocked the views of the chased but they knew they were catching up. When the view of the lizard appeared, Slade raised his own weapon steadily aiming at one of the creature's leg…then it disappeared!

Slade thought the creature moved to the side to attack, but no giant lizard came at the Azerovians and ripping them to shreds, for a minute he lost it and the others didn't. But when the others looked confused he knew he wasn't alone. As the sands and dust settled, a creature of unimaginable speed was zooming across the plains. Knowing he had no time, he didn't know what he was up against Slade aimed his long weapon aimed and fired.

The weapon kicked and a bright flash blasted out of the end of the Azerovian weapon, and a purple light zoomed as fast as the creature was running. When Slade thought he missed, he saw a red mist appear above its head and the creature fell to the sands of the land.

When the Azerovian horses caught up with the creature, everyone was surprised that the creature was alive, it was thrashing in the sand, howling but it was still alive…Blood stained the green fur of the creature from the shoulder bone. The monster was smaller than the lizard, it was covered in fur with a small scrunched up face, with pointy ears long whiskers from the sides of its face and spots dotted the creature from head to tail.

The creature hissed and snarled violently at the Azerovians who were not stupid enough to come near it. As they watch, the creature was slowly slowing down. By now it was foaming and blood was coming from the side of its mouth. Panting, it looked at the strange dressed people, especially at the one wearing a cloak.

Raven noticed the creature looking at her. Instead of being disgusted by the fur animal, she felt pity. Wherever the creature came from, it saved the lives of the women and children of that tribe and it showed heart. She thought Slade was going to end it misery when he raised his weapon to his shoulder once again.

"Spare it Slade." Raven said, before Slade could pull the trigger.

"What for?" Blood asked. "That creature killed those white men."

"Wait I thought it was that lizard?" Edgar said.

"I thought it was a large flying monster?" Slade said himself. Then it hit him…shape shifter.

Reluctantly Slade lowered the weapon. He stared at the creature as it stared back…Soon the creature laid its head down on the sand now red with it own blood, closed its eyes and went unconscious…

For a moment nothing happened. Slade thought the creature dead, when he and Raven came near it the furry creature disappeared. The shape of the creature changed from flying monster to giant lizard then a hairy runner now a shape so common to the Azerovian, they thought it was something that would happened on Azerovia or its colonies.

The shape dumbfounded the Azerovians so much they couldn't believe that a shape shifter could come from an none magical world…When Raven covered the true shape with her own cloak as Slade lifted the a naked scrawny shriveled green boy…

(In case you were wondering they were in central Africa...I'm sorry to some of you if I sounded a bit like a racist, if this offended people again I apologize...thanks for read, review for the invasion is soon to come...)N2Darkness