To anyone reading this fic, I am just gonna put a Trigger warning here. This particular chapter isn't that bad, but I would like to put this here, cause future chapters will most likely need a Trigger warning.

Chapter 2: Hell

Slowly, the figure rose from its spot and walked out the cave with its black sword dragged through the bloodied dirt. The group backed away in fear of the intimidating creature as it stared blankly back at them. The creature raised its head to the sky and stared into the clouds as rain fell onto its helmet. Ahmes had foolishly hoped for a moment that maybe it was an ally and that it wasn't the Shadow, like he had feared. He had realized that was only another naïve thought as the eyes within the helm intensified with a blood red hue. It began to roar a sickening scream that echoed throughout the area. Many of the men covered their ears while the other half stood there in fear, some could only watch while fear shook their legs. The commander raised his sword into the air and stroke down, signaling the motion to attack as he screamed with a hint of fear and desperation in his voice, "Kill that thing! That monster!" the army began to roar and charge at the beast, using only their fear to move them forward. Prepared to fight to the death, and kill the dark armored monster. Within a single moment, the black beast looked forward to the army before it, and swung its sword at the crowd. Multiple men fell backwards from the hurricane like slash, bodies cut in half from the sheer might of the monster's blade. The army kept charging forward, hoping to knock the creature off its feet, but it continued to slash continuously as more men died before Ahmes' young eyes. Ahmes tried to rationalize the fear that had started to cloud his mind. Ahmes had never before seen a man die. He had seen the corpses of loved ones that had passed on, but never seen men get literally cut in half before his eyes. Screams of pain and fear echoed throughout the battlefield as the black knight hacked and slashed through countless men. Soon, the sky began to rain both blood and water. Ahmes had gotten closer and closer to his impending doom, as more men were slaughtered like pigs around him.

So, this is war, Ahmes thought before the black monster leapt next to him. Red eyes meeting blue for only a moment until the armored figure punched Ahmes aside with his arm, almost as if he was a mere fly. The force of the hit was so strong that Ahmes was knocked back several feet backward and into a pile of corpses. Ahmes' had hit his head against the chest plate of one of the dead commanders. Everything had become fuzzier and his sight was beginning to fade into blackness. Screams had started to completely surround him and become muffled until his eyes were forced shut into unconsciousness.

Ahmes had awaked to the sounds of metal clashing on metal. He slowly opened his eyes to find himself under a corpse that reeked with blood and sweat. He had hoped that maybe he was in a nightmare and that he would wake up to live out another average day back home. He mentally cursed at himself for thinking that this was a dream, dreams never carry the smell of death with them. He looked up and realized the rain had stopped and a thick fog covered the whole area. Every so often he would hear a scream and a thump on the cold ground. No doubt another soldier, slaughtered like an animal. Every second passing, the sounds of battle inched closer, almost foreshadowing the end. Ahmes' heart began to pound in his chest, fearing that he would be the next to die. The sound of metal thrashing past armor screeched so loud that Ahmes had to cover his ears. Each passing second felt like an eternity, as more screaming and clashing metal filled the sky. Soon after, he heard a loud thump land in front of him as he closed his eyes tight in fear. When he opened his eyes again, panic began to overtake him as he put his hand over his mouth to prevent himself from screaming. If he screamed, he would die. In front of him was a young woman whose brown hair spread out down her back with beautiful green eyes that almost seemed lifeless. Atop her head was an iron helm with horns protruding on both sides with a few strands of her brown hair poking out from under it. If Ahmes had met this woman in a different situation he wouldn't be surprised if he would've been smitten by her beauty. But what made him so afraid was the blood that decorated her forehead and the almost lifeless eyes that stared at him. He was about to check if the woman was alive until he noticed her shallow breathing that was shown from cold air. Her eyes had become lifeless into panic and fear within a moment as she tried to reach out to Ahmes. He could tell that words were trying to form from her mouth, but nothing could escape her lips. Instead, he could only faintly tell what she wanted to say by reading her blood stained lips.

Help me, he could read. His heart began to speed up more as her plea had registered into his mind. He extended his hand out to the young woman, fingers about to touch one another. He could almost feel the woman's shaking hand until a loud metallic bang exploded before him. He then closed his ears and eyes in fear again and retracted his hand away as if her hand would be hot to the touch.

A moment later, Ahmes opened his eyes and saw a metallic, black boot in front of him. He noticed that the floor had become splattered with blood and iron. The head of the pleading woman completely destroyed from the force of the stomp. He followed his gaze up the boot and was met with red eyes bearing down at him. Ahmes was about to scream, but the fear had stopped him from doing anything. All he could do was stare up at the black knight that had just stomped someone's head in with little to no effort. A black gauntlet had reached for him and slowly raised him up into the air by his neck, choking him. Ahmes began to struggle within the monster's grip, but the knight was too strong for Ahmes to release himself. The black knight slowly rose his sword up and pointed it towards Ahmes' face. The sword moved forward little by little each passing second. Ahmes' face began to pale as he soon realized that this demon was going to take his time murdering him. The black blade poked his cheek ever so slightly, only to break the skin. He had heard that your life flashed before your eyes before you die, but all he could see was the littered bodies all around them. The black blade's tip had started to dig ever so slightly into his cheek. He though it was over until a whistle flew through the air and bounced off the black knight's shoulder blade. The demon turned around to find the old man that Ahmes had laughed with before with a Nordic bow aimed at the black beast.

"Over here you son of a bitch," the old man said with a faint smile as the monster let go of Ahmes and casually walked toward the old man.

"What are you doing?!" Ahmes asked frantically as he started to cough for air. The old man smiled from finally being able to make the young man talk.

"You shouldn't be here kid, you're too young to throw your life away to this…this monster," the old man explained as he fired more arrows at the black knight, only to have them deflected by its black sword or bounce harmlessly off its armor. The berserker had moved at an inhuman speed and was instantly in front of the old man. The old man attempted to block the sword with his bow, but the blade cut through the bow and his arm as if it were made of paper. The old man screamed in agony before being held up by the neck by the armored demon and had its sword pointed at his face, similar to the position Ahmes was only moments before. The old man struggled to breathe as he looked towards Ahmes before whispering in a hoarse voice.

"Run." Ahmes had snapped himself out of his fear induced paralysis, and did just that. He dared not to look back and sprinted as fast as he could. He had almost tripped countless times over the dead bodies that littered the ground. Blood had been spilt everywhere, and it had even been splattered on Ahmes' face. He tried to run as fast as he could, his legs were screaming from the strain he had been putting them in. A loud sickening roar, no doubt the berserker, echo throughout the fog. Ahmes only continued to sprint forward blindly through the fog for his life. He could hear the loud stomping of the metallic boots smash into the ground come closer in a sprint, knowing the demon was after him. He could hear moans of the dying on the ground below him, some begging to die, others simply wanting their mothers. Ahmes tried his best to ignore them and focused on trying to run. As Ahmes started to notice the fog lessen as he moved forward, a sense of relief began to overtake him. He might just live, he might actually survive. His thoughts of relief were interrupted as a black blade made contact with his back. The cut was deep enough for Ahmes to scream out in pain, but not enough to stop him from moving. Eventually the sound of the demon following him had become faint and Ahmes could see clearly, as if there was no fog to being with. His sprinting had slowed down to a painful jog and finally ended when he fell over to the ground exhausted. He finally was able to get away from the monster within the fog, he began to laugh as he realized that he was going to live, but soon that laughter had morphed into full out sobs as he recalled what had just happened. He sat up into his knees and continuously smashed the ground over and over as he wailed into the night. Eventually, exhaustion overtook him and he landed on his face into the cold hard dirt. His eyes shut themselves again from exhaustion as the day had finally caught up to him. Sleep began to take over and his nightmares became plagued by the demon that had killed a little more than a hundred people within the span of a few hours.

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Hey, I was able to post the second chapter! I am just gonna repeat this again, just in case. I already wrote all the chapters. The only thing that would take time to post each chapter would be editing, and adding stuff to make it better. I also wanted to take this opportunity to give any TRIGGER Warnings to anyone reading this. This story is gonna have alot of stuff that needs a Trigger Warning, but there is no doubt I am most likely gonna forget that in the future when really bad stuff happens. So, to those reading this, if you dont want to read anything that can Trigger you. Then don't read this, there is alot more stuff in this story that are way worse in this chapter. Like, WAY worse. So please keep that in mind, just in case i dont give any warnings in the future.