Chapter 22
As Harry said good bye to Blaaxa he couldn't help but feel that his shadow had grown much heavier and thicker ever since he got his pawn, as if more had sprung up, a lot more.
But with the amount of power coursing through his veins he couldn't really complain, so he ignored the growing strength of his shadow and headed to the border hoping to not draw any attention before he departs for the mortal world.
As he rounded the corner and could see the gate for the border, a large and rotund figure blocked his path, blue skinned and shaped more like a ball with legs and arms, the large fin like ears on the side of his head. Bright green eyes on black sclera looked back into Harry's own emerald red flaked iris with black sclera stare right back.
"Grook, how's the prison been, no new break out attempts I hope."
A viscous grin with pointed teeth appears across the now named Grooks face as he brings a large four fingered hand up holding a set of skulls and teeth.
Harry smiles at the last couple skulls in Grooks hand, they where some rather annoying imps he had to turn in for a bounty for the money to get his new ride.
"Last prison breakers get stopped hard, Grook not lose his record."
Harry looks the creature in its eyes again and starts having Vanna prepare his chains for a possible brutal brawl with the underworld warden, but he wouldn't let this blue beach ball take him that easily.
"And is there a reason you're stopping me from heading home?"
Grook pointed a finger at Harry as he moved forward.
"Chaor says that little snake is to see him before he leaves for mortal world, sent Grook to get it done."
The lumbering form of Grook towers over Harry's smaller frame as the now stand inches from each other.
"Chaor wants to see me, what for?"
"Grook not know, just sent to collect."
Harry knew he had little chance of getting away from Grook, he was the underworld warden for good reason, ruthless and unrelenting, he would hunt down anyone who broke Chaor's rules and through them in the underworld prison. So for now Harry would have to simply go along with whatever plan Chaor has until he could get back to the hotel and sent to the mortal world.
"Fine then, take me to your leader."
Grook seemed to pout at Harry's choice but simply turned and started walking towards the center of the city with Harry following close behind.
After a hour of walking and some of the denizens being beat they finally made it to Chaor's castle, guards immediately let them in and formed a small contingent around the two as they where led to the throne room.
As they entered Harry immediately notice the big red skinned blue horned mountain of muscle that was the ruler of the underworld Chaor, next to him like usual his now claimed mate the orange skinned and bat winged Takinom.
But the one Harry hadn't seen in a while was Chaor's right hand man and advisor, a blue scale with red spikes eastern style dragon looking creature with a small horn on his nose that always made Harry wonder if that was a blind spot for him, his name was Agitos.
Harry fucking hated Agitos, that limp dicked coward tried to kill Harry when he first started dating Blaaxa, sending some of Chaor's soldiers to make Harry leave or send him to the prison.
Ever since Harry found out it was Agitos who did it, he made it his personal mission to either kill him, or make sure that the cockbite was so scared of him that he wouldn't dare cross him again. It was looking like he was going to have to kill him sooner rather than later so he wouldn't have to have a repeat of this.
"Grook brought little snake."
Takinom stepped forward and handed Grook a large sack which wriggled, Grook took it with a cruel smile on his face and then turned around and walked back out of the throne room.
Takinom returned to Chaors side and stared down at Harry just as all the others in the room did, for a short time every one simply stared at Harry, but Harry only looked at Chaor.
"Bow boy, you are supposed to show your betters respect."
Agitos was the first to snap and Harry simply ignored the over grown iguana simply staring back into Chaor's eyes, not showing any sign of weakness or backing down from this challenge.
Agitos went to speak again but Chaor began to chuckle, then with roaring laughter Chaor stands from his throne and moves down to stand in front of Harry, never breaking eye contact. They continue to stare one another down smirks stretching across their faces as they know the ritual has begun, Harry immediately sent a tendril of shadow at Chaor's face sending him flying across the throne room.
Chaor crashes through a wall, but he quickly stands back up and with a roar charges at Harry fists ablaze and footsteps thundering before he rears a fist back and launches a fireball towards Harry, never losing his momentum forward.
Harry simple dropped into his shadow and dodged the fireball before popping out of Agitos shadow, the spineless waste of scales shouted in surprise before with a rattle of chains, Harry grabs Agitos and throws him at Chaor.
Chaor turns and seeing his advisor being used as a projectile, simple bats him away before charging towards Harry again, but this time Chaor stomps his foot down and causes a small tremor that makes the floor split in half directly heading towards Harry. Harry simple jumps to the side and retaliates by throwing shadow blades at Chaor, Chaor roared again and a head of green energy appeared in front of him sending shock waves at Harry's attack.
The shock wave and shadow blades meet and created a minor explosion, but neither combatant waited, soon enough Chaor and Harry meet head to head again, Harry wielding a spear and pistol, Chaor his flaming fists.
Chaor began to swing towards Harry who parred with his spear but felt his bones creak from the power and strength, leveling his pistol Harry shot at Chaor's legs.
One shot went wide, the other two buried themselves in Chaor's right calf making him grunt in pain before yelling in anger and retaliating with another punch aimed towards Harry's head. Harry planted a kick in Chaor's stomach and propelled himself backwards to avoid the hit but still was slightly burnt from the flames of Chaor's fist.
With the room gained and using his powers to float, Harry opened fire on Chaor once again, changing his pistol into a Tommy gun like his mom uses, and producing another set of arms holding a uzi and small sheild.
Harry fully unloads with both his guns and lets a couple shadow tendrils sneak towards the thrashing beast that is the king of the underworld circle, bullets slowly whittling Chaor down. Soon Chaor smashes a fist into the ground forming a barrier of molten earth, turning and shifting turning the bullets into nothing more than molten slag.
The shadow tendrils finally made it to Chaor inside his barrier and Harry decide to cause a little mischief, summoning some of his dad's voodoo dolls, Harry set them loose on Chaor.
As the little dolls caused mischief, Harry got about to summoning his real companion, and got more than he bargained for, it wasn't just the smooth and sleek multi limbed living suit that came out.
A large hulking suit of armor came out, standing at roughly seventeen feet tall, the suit looked like it belonged on a troll, thick limbed and full bodied, it looked like it was big enough to fit three Chaor's inside. It had no head, just a rounded spot where the head should be, leading down to a torso that held a face, the eyes, glowing silver, sat in the chest, a mouth left the stomach gaping open showing off rows of shark teeth.
Holding it all up was a set of legs resembling an elephant's, thick and flat footed, coated in the old colors of silver and green like the previous suit Harry could tell he would need to get his rook up to snuff quickly, so flashing forward he touches the left leg and the rook instantly starts to morph.
Once again the suit had a drastic change of form, it still retained its height of roughly seventeen feet tall, but had slimmed down so now at less a hair could fit in it width wise.
It had gained a head with a flat face with slits for nostrils and a neck that seemed to slightly curve down from the back of the head, leading to broad shoulders that lead down to thick four fingered hands and four arms. The chest and stomach started to taper into a slightly thinner waist that showed off a six pack, a tail protruded from the back of the suit, segmented and tipped with a blade, the final part was the legs that stayed looking like tree trunks but instead of round flat feet, it had three toes.
Two on the front, one on the back with serrated claws, completing the whole look was the red and pink colors with the white and silver accents.
Chaor simply looks at the new advisories and says.
"Alright, now it's time to really get this party started!"