vrijdag 23 maart 2012

Marcus Triun - Part 37

What...The....FUCK!? ..I was broken, since they had let me down I fell with a huge smack onto the ground and my body started to burn everywhere...My bones were all broken (Metaphorically). Another Ayakashi entered the tent and I could see his face while I was lying on my back. He held out his hand, and showed his claw. He started to lick the tips of his fingers from that claw, they were covered in Blood. ???:"Where are my manners? Daemon is the name." He said the words with a gigantic evil grin. Marcus:"Get away from me...I don't want to hurt you." I winked. Daemon started to laugh in a absurd Demonic laugh. Daemon:"Hurting? Me? I think you owe me an apology. We Demons don't feel any pain." He changed form, from totally white, to a black, red eyed monster. He grabbed me, and lifted me into the air. My body was completely weak. Daemon said with a hellish voice:"You're coming with us !" Exactly at that moment an arrow got shot through the tent, directly in Daemon's arm. Daemon smiled while he saw blood sipping at his arm, and threw me onto a table with such power that the table broke in two. He grabbed the arrow and removed it with power and started licking up the blood. Then 15 arrows followed per second 1. Atleast 13 hit target, in Daemon's monstrous reincarnation. I picked up a piece from the table to lean on so I could easily walk away. Easier said then done, I first fell in my first attempt to even PICK UP the darn thing. Then finally, I stood and tried to waggle away while Daemon was still getting out the arrows with a gigantic smile on his face. Then suddenly more then 200 started to shoot everywhere and all through the whole tent. I jumped on the ground and tried to stay low. Lots of Ayakashi got hit, especially Daemon. Ofcourse Ayakashi won't feel the pain from the arrows. The other Ayakashi were gathering the blood from that Blood Elf, I tried to sneak out. And suddenly 7 witch hunters appeared, sneaking and running like assasins killing Ayakashi with fluent moves. 5 had to pick me up, and took me with them into the shadows. Daemon tried to slam onto us, but the 1000 arrows that penetrated his montrous arm, stopped him from sweeping us away with that arm. His arm started hanging and Daemon screamed, and quickly the witch hunters left the tent with me. I could see 50 with hunter archers shooting one arrow after another towards the tent. Sometimes even 5 at once. We stepped out from the shadow, and I could see the world again, and smell the world with all grace. At this moment it smelled like burned cloth and wood. Fire. Fire everywhere. Death. Death everywhere. The whole river was stocked with bodies, and the water wasn't water anymore. It was blood. I saw some Ayakashi, including Daemon, gliding away. Daemon held one arm up the air, grinned with his red eyes, and shot a a gigantic shadow bolt towards us. Enough. I jumped away from the witch hunters, stood on the ground, left leg forwards right one backwards. Both hands held forward and tried casting the gigantic shadow bolt back...But instead the shadow bolt infused into my Solerd hand and I absorbed the power and fell on my knees. Electricity grew all over my body, and I started to scream. Pain, and might. I stood up, eyes turning red, and glide into the air. I held out my Solerd arm to the Ayakashi and shot out an even greater Shadow bolt then ever before. The Ayakashi literally evaporated into the bolt, except for Daemon. I could see his red eyes glowing in the blow.The wind from the blow blew the witch hunters and me away. I fell , again , with a hard smack to the ground. I stood up, invisible gliding power around my back. My hair turned white, long. Normally black. And my eyes turned red, and my Solerd hand imbued with my black coloured body. I transformed, I'm a masterpiece. Now I will terrorize this world, and DESTROY this whole camp , everything ! Hunt down all the gods and goddesses , killing them all. Yes...Yes...YES! ???:" Hey ! Get down here! We only came to save the encampment, you're still our prisoner." I turned around ripped the unlucky one his heart out with only my mind. The heart flew to my hand, and I crushed it in my hand. The unlucky guys eyes rolled away and he fell with a lifeless smack to the ground, the others just turned into shadows and dissapeared. What...Why...Do I have all this blood on me? Gross...No I don't want to do this...NO! My Dark Powers slowly fainted, and I was sitting in the rain, in a dead camp, with dead people, blood everywhere. I sat on my knees and bended over with my knuckles in the mud...Fuck..I stood up and ran with topspeed to one of the walls, blew a hole in it and ran away. Fuck I recover fast. I could see a pass in the near distance, it said it was leading to Arishalore. But where was this place then? I saw a sign.


Niarlore.


I heard a voice talking in my head . ???:" Should you wish to learn your true destiny, and true Dark Powers. Then follow the piece of Solerd to the right destination, my son..." The voice was gone, and so was my sanity.

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