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"Chain, this is never going to work."
"Oh, come now Sorin. My plan is brilliant."
Sorin cursed under his breath. "Why are we in this pile of brush? What are we even doing here? I don't really like being this close to all that white mana. It burns a little."
The two planeswalkers were outside Thraben, watching the walls patiently. Well, Chain was any way. Sorin was being an annoying punk. Scratching at his head, Sorin asked, "Can you please explain the part to me of how this is going to work?"
"Bro, it's simple. All we have to do is expose the fraud that Tijn is. And the only way to do that is to catch her in the act of being a total bitch. Simple."
"No. Not simple," Sorin responded. Chain just shook his head. "Look Sorin. All we have to do is stir up some trouble in Thraben. Then, once all the angels and soldiers come after us, we break for one of Tijns strongholds. There, everyone will see how much of a fake she is. Probably."
"And what if we die in the process?"
"Then we planeswalk away and never come back." Chain stretched out his back. "Alright. You ready?"
"I hate you. But yes, I am ready," Sorin said. Chain laughed. "Hey, this just like old times."
"No, it's really not."
"That's the spirit. Now lets go."
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Sorin and Chain snuck through the streets of the city. Daytime was thinning, and the people were starting to settle in for the night. Chain could feel the darkness surrounding this place, its power. And it felt good. No wonder the people hardly leave.
Cracking his knuckles, Chain said, "I'll go first."
"Just don't hurt anyone," Sorin said. Chain made a mocking gesture with his hand. "Yeah yeah. I'll be careful."
Chain touched the ground. Swarms of dead were just outside the city, waiting for the wall to break. He could feel each and every one, all of their pain, all of their lost memories. Agony. Sorrow. Anger. Despair.
Eyes turning black with his magic, Chain forced himself within each one, and one by one they fell to his command. After five minutes he had a thousand mindless dead under his control. Sending more power out, he muttered a spell and they all slid through darkness, going right through the city's wall. Chain thought a command to them. Go. Terrorize this city. But no hurting people, or Sorin will have my ass.
The order echoed within their skulls, and the dead soon began their fun.
Sorun breathed in deeply. "Good job. I suppose I'm up."
"What are you going to do?" Chain asked curiously. Sorin smiled. "Follow me."
Moving once more through the streets, Sorin finally stopped when he spotted a young girl. "That's Thalia. Guardian of Thraben. Every soldier here will obey her commands."
"Going to do a little mind control are we?"
"I'll just get here so summon as many angels as she can, get her to lead them them and her human soldiers outside the city and follow us to Tijns major encampment."
"Nice. So let's go do our things, and once the angels arrive, let's meet up at the city gate. Then we'll move as fast as possible."
Sorin nodded, and swiftly moved into the night. Chain let out a sigh. This was going to be fun. And very dangerous. Lots of angels could mean his death. But don't dwell on it that much. Look on the bright side. If I'm dead, then I can stop caring.
Chain didn't dwell on it for too long, as he made his way to where his undead army was wreaking havoc. Taking a few turns, he found a group of soldiers flanking some zombies. Saying a spell, a black symbol glowed on all of the zombies and they merged together to form a big old scary zombie giant, who batted aside the humans. The abomination roared, then stomped off to do more damage.
Chain kept moving when an explosion shook the earth, and he nearly fell to the ground. Righting himself, Chain looked to the sky to see a battalion of angels rip through the sky, lighting the world up with their powerful magic. Cursing, Chain sent out a command to retreat to the gate. There were too many angels, more than he expected.
Thinking fast, Chain drew his ancient sword, and while igniting his magic, stabbed the ground. The earth began trembling, then three dead angels rose to his will. Rising to the air, the zombies flew to stall the twenty angels now coming his way.
Putting back his sword, Chain raced to the front of the city. His army sprinted next to his side, and he made it to the gate. Sorin was not there, so Chain stopped, still forcing his army to move to the desired destination. Peering at the sky, he could see the angels were about ready to finish his creations off, and begin hunting him down. Damnit Sorin! Where are you?
"Here I am." Chain jumped at the voice. Turning around, Sorin was there and looked not tired at all. "Lets go. I feel Avacyn's presence. She'll be here soon."
"Oh great. More fun. Time to get out of here."
Together, the two dark planeswalkers travelled through a forest with probably thirty angels following them trying not to die. Huffing, Chain slowly started coming to a halt. "Sorin, wait up. We all aren't undead vampires that don't get tired from running."
"There is no time to waste. We need to hurry."
"How much farther is is?"
Sorin blinked. "A mile. Two at the most."
"Sorin, we are never going to make it before Avacyn's forces get here. One of us is going to have to hold them back." Chain gave a desperate look. Sorin frowned, and sighed. "Listen friend, I know I don't ask much from you. But I'm asking now. Hold them back. I'll prepare the way. And if all goes to plan, we survive this."
Chain groaned, hanging his head loosely. "Alright old friend. I can see no other way. I'll try not to get my face ripped off."
Sorin gave a soft smile, and left without saying anything else. Chain looked past the trees. A white light was near, and Chain decided to do this the old fashion way. Hand scraping the ground, he summoned a zombie giant. But not like the one from earlier. This one was much larger, and far more deadly. The creature roared a terrible roar, and smashed aside trees like it was nothing.
The white light slowed down, and cleared up. Coming through the trees, Chain saw Avacyn there front and foremost, with her angel warriors behind. She called down to him in a stern, light voice. "Are you the necromancer who attacked Thraben? My sacred city?"
Chain shrugged. "Maybe."
"Do not play games with me dark one! For this game will be your last."
"I'm not just a necromancer you know. I'm the Necromancer. So if you don't want to play games, well, that's too bad. Because I happen to love games. Because that's all life really is: a game. Until we all cross the last line."
"How poetic. But words won't save you, nor this zombie."
"We'll see about that," Chain said, and motioned the zombie forward. It bellowed, and threw a tree at the floating women. Avacyn and the rest scattered, then began their attack. Chain watched from the side. The giant was doing a good job, getting most of them to only get in one or two strikes before having to retreat. But as he was watching, Chain caught a smell in the air. The humans! They weren't far behind.
Panicking, things only got worse when Avacyn lifted up her hand, and a flash of white light seared off the head of the giant. "Shit," he muttered.
Chain drew his sword, and began to run. Energy flowed out of him, and more zombies rose to fight. He heard the beating of wings, close overhead. Pointing up, he shot black fire into the air. The trees quickly caught fire, and the angels tried dousing the licking flames.
Minutes later, Chain bursted through the clearing. There was Sorin, outside a camp of thousands. He could also see his once army. Flicking his wrists, they turned to bones.
"Sorin, you're alive!"
"So are you my friend."
"Did you get her?"
"Ha! It was harder than expected, but I managed it." And Sorin tilted his head back. Tijn rose forward, under the mind control of Sorin. One thing that Chain has learned over the years is that the easiest way to win, is to cheat.
The angels and humans broke through the forest line, only to stop and stare at the Stroms Calm. Avacyn broke their silence. "Tijn, what is this? What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to stop you and your reign of self rule. You are unfit to be a leader. And I'm going to kill you."
Avacyn looked hurt. "And is this the mighty army you gathered to defeat me?"
"They are enough." But Chain knew the truth. Most of those people were forced here, and the rest were crazy. Avacyn shook her head in disgust. "You are coming with me Tijn. And to think I respected you."
Avacyn raised her spear, and Tijn screamed as a beam of moonlight froze her in place, then teleported her away. The head angel looked at Chain. "This isn't over."
"Sure it is." Chain looked at Sorin. "Well my friend, I'll see you around."
"Good bye Chain. I'll finish things up here."
Chain breathed in the dark air, then left the world of angels and vampires.
