Thrust it monkey man, give me some back and forth. do it... I SAID DO IT.. oh yeah thats right shake your little white as buckaroo. keeeeep it Slippery now Ever kissed a cyborg? No... You will. your not pretty, but your my kind of not pretty.
"Magtheridon!" Illidan snarled and I recognized both the name and the creature before us, it was a Annihilan and I remembered my sisters talking of the Pit Lord, Magtheridon.
Servant to Mannoroth the Destructor, he had been lord of Outland before Illidan came and with aid from the Draenei and the blood elves, defeated him, but I'd always heard that he had been killed afterwards, how was it-
"After 7 years, of being chained in the darkness of my own prison," Magtheridon ground out, "I am finally returned to take back my Citadel and to show you the meaning of the words pain, suffering and VENGEANCE!" Magtheridon howled and charged forth.
Me and Illidan quickly separated and dodged off to Magtheridon's sides, I wielded Tokijin in one hand, thought a moment about separating the blades, but sensed that it was a bad idea right now.
Magtheridon howled in outrage and swung his giant two bladed sword at where Illidan had fallen back to and Illidan blocked with his blade of Azzinoth and Magtheridon pitted all of his strength against Illidan's and visible strain shown in Illidan's features and then Illidan smiled and split the Warglaives ducked beneath the massive blade and ran past Magtheridon cutting a deep vicious arch through Magtheridon's body as he did so, starting from Magtheridon's arm and ending right around where his tail started.
Magtheridon howled in rage and pain, as dark putrid smelling blood spilled forth from where Illidan's blade cut and he swung his tail around, hoping to hit Illidan, but failing utterly.
I took that as my cue and I charged forth, from Magtheridon's blindside and drove the Tokijin forward piercing the giant beast's side and he roared as the blade sunk deep into his gut, I saw his arm coming and I quickly pulled back on the sword and tried to get out of the way, but the bastard was faster than I'd anticipated and the arm smashed into me with brutal force and I suddenly found myself quite friendly with the wall.
I couldn't feel my legs which I suspected was a blessing, though my whole upper body was a hideously indescribable mass of… well PAIN! I groaned and I heard Illidan shout my name and I felt myself slowly unflattering and unsticking from the wall… guess which I preferred least!
I cried out a little as I fell and next thing I knew, instead of hitting hard ground I hit solid but surprisingly comfortable muscle and flesh. I groaned as I looked up into Illidan's pale worried features, "I'm fine," I hissed between clenched teeth and I tried to wave him off, but I couldn't move my arm.
"Guess I shouldn't have tried to get close and stab him like that though huh?" I asked forcing myself to laugh past the pain and he managed a rueful chuckle of his own, "No you really shouldn't have, you're too small, too erm delicate, he's a really strong son of a bitch and surprisingly fast when he needs to be."
We both managed a little laughter, but it really wasn't much, we heard and felt the stomping of Magtheridon's feet and saw him charging towards us like a raging bull. "Well, what are you waiting for?" I demanded, "Go get him and kick his ass, that really hurt!" I snarled and Illidan nodded, before unceremoniously dropping me onto the ground and going forth to battle Magtheridon.
"Bastard!" I hissed after him, from where he'd dropped me like a rag doll and I heard his cackling even as he once more struck out at Magtheridon with his Warglaives and I bit back a scream of agony as my lower body became suddenly and horribly reattached to the rest of me, or so it felt and it also felt like it had been stomped on by a pack of raging KODO BEASTS!
I looked around for Tokijin and realized that though I had just been hit with what felt like a cannon ball, I had managed to keep the Tokijin blade safely within my grasp, despite being smashed into a wall and later dropped like a bag of garbage onto the ground.
"Damn it Illidan you are so going to pay, for that!" I snarled, even as I slowly crawled onto all fours, wincing as the motion caused more pain in still unhealed muscles and bones.
Warlock, POV.
I watched fascinated, as Illidan Stormrage leapt over Magtheridon's arching blade and cut a swath through Magtheridon's torso and the area around them was consumed for a few seconds with blue green fires and Magtheridon howled as the flames ate at his scaly hide and swung his blade yet again unleashed a path of fire of his own and counteracting the magics of Illidan's own fire.
"Okay, flame crash, check!" I nodded to myself
Magtheridon and Illidan's blades clashed together once more and it was quickly apparent just who had the superior upper body strength as sweat broke out on Illidan's athletic body and just the slightest twitch of his eyebrow showed the strain he felt, whereas Magtheridon looked like he could do it all day and he probably could.
Illidan jumped back and Magtheridon cackled and stepped forward but just as soon as he did this, Illidan made an attacking motion with his Warglaives and a demonic green fireball arched through the air and towards Magtheridon's face and he quickly blocked with his blade, but no sooner had he done this when Illidan unleashed a great blast of shadow energy that struck Magtheridon's blade and passed onward into Magtheridon's body and he screamed as the dark energies crackled within him and Illidan charged forth once more to strike out against Magtheridon and spill his guts but Magtheridon quickly dissipated the dark magic and grinning, swung his blade towards Illidan's side.
Illidan quickly tried to block but the giant Pit Lord had put all of his strength into this one attack and Illidan was knocked aside and he cried out as Magtheridon's great blade cut him deeply down his side, drawing dark lavender blood.
Magtheridon cackled nastily as Illidan lay on the ground panting and trying to gather his wits about him.
"Hmm, I might've been wrong, maybe Magtheridon can do this." I murmured to myself, as I watched from the shadows above the archway.
Magtheridon let loose with a loud bellow and charged forward yet again readying his double bladed sword to drive down into Illidan's back and split him into two.
But then Illidan leapt flying over Magtheridon and landing just behind him and he severed the rip of Magtheridon's tail.
Magtheridon screamed in agony and swung his tail all around in vicious furious arcs, Illidan laughed and held his Warglaives in front of him and suddenly he began chanting in a low guttural tone and I tried to hear his words, but I heard nothing and then Magtheridon cried out, drawing my attention back to him and he was surrounded in a bright blue aura of light and he was in obvious pain and I saw the deep gouge in Illidan's flesh lessen and fade away, saw the cuts and abrasions he'd suffered, likewise repair themselves leaving not even scars behind.
When this was done, Magtheridon whirled around and spat out some black curse of his and a ball of shadow energy arced towards Illidan and twin beams of energy shot forth from Illidan's blindfold where his eyes should have been and two dark energies canceled themselves out.
And then Magtheridon and Illidan just stood there, Magtheridon breathing heavily and Illidan acting like he'd just gotten seriously laid, gotten a massage and about 36 hours of nice uninterrupted sleep.
Relaxed, but with a deadly air about him and certain coiled look to him, like that of a cobra or a Wolf about to strike and I knew that Magtheridon was about to die, not suspected knew.
"I'm going to rip your entrails out and force them down your throat!" Magtheridon roared, his harsh guttural voice louder than thunder. "Then come and do it and stop wasting my time with idle threats, Pit Lord!" Illidan snarled and spun his Warglaives around, "You'll regret approaching me!"
Magtheridon charged and Illidan spun his Warglaives around in an attacking arc yet again (You know the one, the one he always does in Reign of Chaos and Frozen Throne, when he's just idling or loitering or whatever. anyway in this case he's loitering with intent.. yes quite malicous intend indeed *giggle*)
And a hailstorm of small blue fireballs erupted over Magtheridon and they rained down on him, tearing away flesh and bashing at his bones, perforating his body like bullets and he screamed as fires erupted around him once more to eat away at his flesh.
He tried dissipating the magic, tried to cast a shield over himself, but it was all to no avail, he couldn't dissipate the magic and the shield wasn't strong enough to repel even half of the fireballs and he was quickly hidden behind a miasma of conflicting dancing energies, even his screams were drowned out by the sound of the various magics crackling about him and in the air and the roaring of the fire.
Soon the firestorm stopped and the flames soon died out and there stood Magtheridon. Beaten, bloody, half his flesh pulped and scorched off, the other half ripped away by the jagged rocks that had rained down on him, but he still held himself tall and proud as he glared daggers at Illidan.
One of his horns broken off the other torched down to skeletal proportions, his tail nothing but bones and a few strips of flesh, one eye gone, one of his arms gone, one leg in tatters, both his wings torn asunder.
"Is that the best you got!" he growled, confidant and arrogant as always, though he had to have been in extraordinary pain, "It will take a lot more than THAT! To best me, Magtheridon, True Lord of Outla-" then all of the sudden a giant meteor fell from the sky twice the size of a normal Inferno's fireball and crashed onto him, cutting off his speech about how great and mighty he was and completely hiding him from sight, all but a single, twitching hand.
I smirked and had to fight back a giggle as a dark, hollow voice said, "Yeah, that'll about do it." I glanced over at Magtheridon's sulky looking shade and cackled, "You think!"
Illidan Stormrage, POV.
I panted slightly, as the toll calling forth those two last attacks, weighed heavily on me, it really had been a long time since I'd had to use magic like that, usually I just had to use my Warglaives and speed and strength but Magtheridon was a very big, very tough monster and none of my physical attributes could really hope to match up much to his… probably not even the one your probably thinking of you perverts. I might tower over almost every one of my former Night Elf Brethren, at nine feet, but Magtheridon had towered over me at 14 foot 8.
"Illidan are you alright?" Sylvanas asked as she came up to my side and put one hand on my wrist. I looked down at her and smiled weakly, "Yeah, I'm fine, I just need to catch my breath, I haven't had to use much of my magic for a fight in…" I thought back, "Since I last battled Arthas, 7 years ago, one year after I absorbed the power of the Skull of Gul'Dan." I sighed and rubbed at my horns tiredly.
"He gave you that scar on your chest didn't he?" she asked softly, running one hand over said scar, feeling how it was a few degrees cooler than the rest of my flesh. "Yeah," I murmured softly, "yeah he did the bastard, me and him battled in that frozen wasteland of his, we fought on the physical level and mostly just that and we were evenly matched, I might have been taller by a good 2 feet, but we were still even but as we battled, I got cocky and he swung that blade of his and it cut deep into me, I almost died, would have if Kael'Thas and Vashj hadn't dragged me out to safety."
She nodded distantly as she felt at the scar, "Does it still hurt?" she asked and I would have closed my eyes if I could, "Only when I think of it." I said softly.
"Lets go, this fight is far from over, Magtheridon was just this Warlock of your's thug there will be more, probably a lot more and we'll probably have to face even worse dangers yet."
She nodded and held the cursed blade Tokijin firm in her hands, "Your right lets go, we have no time for games."
I nodded, "True."
And so we went forth, weapons at the ready, prepared for anything that they threw at us.
When i was a woman i had uncontrollable urges... thats why they made me into a man, but when the monks transformed me back... the old flame came back. Hehahahahaaahaaah. I can smell your funk Illidan Annd Iiiii am going to bury me FACE IN IT!