Iamthey turned on the news and saw grim fate of his superior, and friend. His eyes turned to slits in rage. He then knew at that moment Achronos would have to pay for his treachery. He turned to dust and was blown away in the wind. After an hour, the dust reached Achronos. When he reached the area where Achronos was, he remained hidden, and prepared for a long range attack. He removed the 20mm NTW sniper rifle (50-80cal sited from his favorite weapons post.) After Iamthey got set up, he waited for the moment. A minute later Achronos was in his sights.
The sweat was now pouring from his face, his mind racing. "What if I miss, or something goes wrong?" Then, remembering the gruesome cold blooded murder of Dogbert, the fear turned to rage, and his resolve more clear than ever. He turned off his safety, and placed his finger on the trigger. Iamthey's fury boiled over, and with one swift motion pulled the trigger on his handheld piece of artillery.
Achronos, still elated and laughing at the disfigured Dogbert, began to feel one of those gut feelings. The kind you have where you suspect that someone is watching you, but you have no evidence. A deafening CRACK rang out, louder than anything Achronos had ever heard! For that fleeting instance, he realized what had just happened. He was facing the notorious Iamthey. However, he would not be killed so easily.
The act of pulling the trigger released a untold chain of events. As the 20mm round sliced through the air, it was creating a massive vortex of air around it. Achronos, being that he was a feared Bungie god, possessed unmatched reflexes. Then, in that classic scene of slow motion, you have Achronos and the bullet, on a path of collision. At the last moment, Achronos dodged the shell. However, this move was not without cost; the whirling vortex of air generated by the bullet itself ripped the skin off of his face and upper body. The demigod, enraged, bent to pick up his sword.
Iamthey, realizing he
would not get another shot at a long range attack, abandoned the
rifle, and removed his diamond scimitar (also from his favorite
weapons post). Vaporizing to dust, Iamthey quickly repositioned
himself only 100 ft from decimated but still powerful Achronos.
"ACHRONOS death has come to collect, and it is your turn to
pay the price!" Iamthey fumed. Laughing, Achronos sprinted to
make the first attack. As the distance closed between them Iamthey
sidestepped him and tripped him. As Achronos fell to the ground,
Iamthey made a powerful slash with his scimitar. The razor edge of
the blade penetrated deep into Achronos' side.
Crumpling on the group, Achronos laid still. Iamthey moved over to Dogbert, to attempt a revival. After electrocuting Dogbert as he had with FlameSama (in an attempt to revive), he realized that Dogbert was gone forever. He decided that he must avenge him. Iamthey went over to Achronos to finish the fight. Raising his sword, he made the final move. As the crushing blade swung down, Achronos quickly reached for his own sword, and in a bold attempt, blocked Iamthey's blade. Taken by surprise, Achronos was able to quickly disarm him, and threw Iamthey to the ground. Now Achronos, standing over Iamthey, arrogantly said, "Dogbert was scum; he kept PMing me, so I had to silence him; you should have not gotten involved. Now you must pay for his crime." Achronos raised his sword. The blade fell with tremendous force. Iamthey shut his eyes, knowing that he had failed. But the hit never came. SMASH! the sword hit the ground beside him. Looking up, he saw Dogbert completing a horizontal swing. Beside him lay a decapitated Achronos.
That evening celebration filled every corner of MBT, for the dreaded demigod was now defeated. The arrogant Guardian Hunter was forcibly removed by his own group, and Dogbert was pushed into power. From there Dogbert, Hotshotesquire, Iamthey, and FlameSama ruled all of and things were finally as they should have been.
Meanwhile, Achronos burned in the fiery bowels of the deepest part of Hell, with MASTER YODEL and all the other non-elite spy Separatists. This lower level of hell was a place even the devil was afraid to enter. For HA was its master... Imperial March