Too much time had passed. I knew what I had to do and what the consequences of training to be a horseman of the apocalypse would be, but when your heart is not dedicated to destroying the very world you grew up in. Well that just makes everything very difficult. Isolation has many ways of breaking a man's spirit and body. No matter how hard I trained and kept myself from thinking about Adrienne. The thoughts invaded my dreams and no matter how much I did not like the idea. Even seeing Stewart at this point would raise my spirits yet the same thought made me sick.
We all left with the intention of training to control the powers we have taken and I have put that off for long enough. Defeating Stewart will be no easy task and I must have all the power I can wield in order to even stand a chance. I know I must train but I cannot bring myself to kill innocent people in a selfish endeavor to increase my own power. The more I thought about it the sicker it made me, I had to have some time for myself and there was only one place that was possible. I had to go back to the North Pole.
Another dream of Adrienne. They are becoming increasingly vivid. Is this my decline into insanity or is isolation having a greater impact on me than I expected. Shortly after waking up Harx, that beast could sleep half the day if you allowed it to, I noticed something unfamiliar on the horizon. It seemed like a black blur at first. As it got closer the shape of a cat began to appear. It was standing in front of me within minutes.
"You look rather familiar." Almost immediately after it stopped right in front of me the shape of the cat began to change. There was something strange about all of this because Harx wasn't reacting to the shape-shifter's presence or maybe his memory was just much better than mine.
"My master sent me to find you." The shape-shifter had taken the form of an old man which strikingly reminded me of my uncle but the appearance of the man was weak and the shifter used a cane. This was rather puzzling since the shifter was clearly rather powerful.
"That tells me absolutely nothing about who you are and who sent you."
"I would be insulted that you didn't remember but we were never formally introduced. My master has given me the name Raven and as for my master, he is a good friend of yours and goes by the name of Alex."
"Wait ... You are the girl he was with in Hell?"
"Yes, We both thought that keeping my identity a secret would be for the best at the time."
"Well now that we know who you are. What are you doing here and how did you find me here?"
"My master asked me to find you and mentioned a couple of places where you would be. This was clearly one of them."
"That answers one of the questions."
"As for the reason why, my master and I have recently uncovered some disturbing news and he is trying to share it as soon as possible."
"I'm listening." Harx had picked up on the conversation and had moved in closer to hear what was going on.
"As you know your recent acquirement of the powers of the Horsemen was rather sudden and came without much information. My master and I came upon some disturbing information recently. As you are aware one of your friends recently killed the lord of vampires, Dracula."
"Not so much a friend now as an acquaintance ."
"That is beside the point. Dracula was hired by the previous Horsemen to keep order on Earth."
This news was very unexpected and in no way prepared me for what would come next. The fact that Dracula was in the Horsemen's pocket was flabbergasting enough.
"I see that was rather a shock but there is more that you definitely want to hear. Being a Horseman is a one time job. The power required to drive an apocalypse is so immense that each Horseman is sucked dry of his life force and therefore dies upon the completion of his job."
The shifter was right. The news was so unexpected I couldn't keep simple thoughts in my head. A twister had formed in my mind. Everything was just a cluster-fuck, nothing yet everything made sense.
"My master has recently come into the possession of the scrolls required to summon Dracula from the void so his, Zac's, and your death can be prevented. He is rather keen on not dying anytime soon so he sent me to inform you of the news. This is where we are currently staying."
The shifter produced something from it's sweater. It looked like a rolled up scroll but I could sense power. This wasn't anything ordinary as directions or an address scribbled on some torn of piece of notebook paper.
"It is a portal to the apartment in Russia we are staying. Feel free to use it as a base. When I leave here I will be joining my master in a search so it is very unlikely we will see you anytime soon."
"Thank you for everything and tell Alex I would like to join him as soon as I have all these powers under control."
"I will send the sentiment. As for the training my master wishes to know if you given prisons any though? Just an idea. Use the portal whenever you wish. I will find you when we find more information."
The shifter changed back into a panther before my eyes and was gone before I could utter another word. The twister in my head was dying down and concrete thoughts were finally forming. I felt guilty for having been so concentrated on what all this power was going to accomplish while others have tried to stop it from being unleashed. I know I must help him as soon as I am able to. First, I must finally get in control of all this power.
"Harx!" Harx quickly rose to his feet and stared right at me. I could see the desire to fight in his eyes.
"We have a prison to find."
The Knight
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Who Knew Prisons Could Be This Useful ... Part 91
Sunday, April 3, 2011
It's Only Fitting... Part 90
So out it comes. the most hideous thing ever
THATS WHAT SHE SAID!!!
^ (A message from the Russain. I thought I'd leave it in there since he posted it on my unfinished post. I completely didn't realize what i was saying at the time, but yes, it was a perfect setup.)
Anyway, its a bigass muthafuckin' badass muthafucka. As soon as it sees me it dashes out of the water onto the beach and charges me at breakneck speeds. It's a giant fucking crocodile. WTF is this? Before I know it its on top of me. As it opens its mouth to swallow me whole I take my unsheathed sword and slap its face with it as hard as i can. This slams it to the ground. Then I realize i just made it angry. It takes another bite at me. I dodge it just barely and I'm able to slam my sword into its side, sending him rolling over. Taking advantage of the obvious I jump into the air and stab its stomach with my sword. Nothing...
"What the fuck is this shit? The underbelly is always the weak part!"
In the blink of an eye the giant croc bites my leg and slings me into the air. As I fall back i realize it intends to try to swallow me whole so I shove my sword as deep into its throat as possible. Its jaws snap shut but through the pain I'm able to choke it with my sword.
As I leave its mouth I realize that it'd been so long I forgot how good it felt. Beating the shit out of things. It's good to feel useful again. Time for a shower with some hot bitches.
After we leave the shower I turn on the TV. So shitty SyFy movie is on so I change the channel. I change the channel again. As I'm flipping through I realize all the channels are the same.
"Fuck this shit. Let's play Marvel VS Capcom 3."
"Um... I think there are some more important things we should be doing right now, Zac."
"Like what?"
"Are you not paying attention to the emergency broadcast on TV?"
"Hell no. Who gives a shit about that? Not like its gonna affect me."
"Just look."
As I look at the "Imma make you miss your favorite show" broadcast I realize that whatever happened today at my beach is happening... Everywhere. Its like some Godzilla shit. Looks like Imma have some more fun this week. Fuck yeah.
Suddenly I hear my cell phone ringing. I look at the caller ID and... It's Stewart.
"The hell?"
Dr. Orange
Monday, February 28, 2011
Everyone was Frog Fu Fighting ... Part 89
Monday, February 7, 2011
Why Doesn't Everything Come With an Instruction Manual ... Part 88
"Don't you have connections all over the place?"
"Yes, but for some reason the underground is rather quiet."
"I was there recently and that place was deserted."
"That is definitely not good."
"What are you trying to say?"
"I'm saying that an empty underworld is the first sign on the calling of the horsemen. If we don't bring back Dracula there is no stopping this."
"Wait a second, Dracula can stop the calling of the horsemen?"
"Yes. The previous horsemen made a pact with him. He was in charge of keeping the earth is some sense of order so the horsemen didn't have to do their job."
"Why would they want to do that? Isn't destroying worlds kind of their thing?"
"I take it no one told you that being a horseman is a one time gig."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Wiping out a civilization is not an easy job. Each horseman puts all of his life energy into the destruction and in turn dies with the civilization. The previous horsemen didn't look forward to the void, so they found Dracula and assigned him with essentially permanent babysitting duty of the human race."
"So they essentially didn't want to do what they were created to do."
"They weren't created, but chosen. Much like you and your friends and with Dracula gone you are closer and closer to being called to complete your assigned duty."
"We were never assigned a duty."
"Not directly, but by consuming the energy of the previous horsemen, you essentially took their assignment."
"Well, shit."
"What I'm trying to say in a nutshell is that if you want to survive, you have to bring back Dracula and you have to bring him back fast. The emptiness of the underworld means that the forces of hell have been summoned to prepare earth for your coming. We do not have much time."
"Shit. Why doesn't this job come with an instruction manual or something."
"The employees don't normally get 'laid-off' so suddenly. There's an initiation period before taking a responsibility such as this."
"Dammit. Well, what are we still doing here? We have an apprentice to find."
"I need to turn the lights off first."
*Sign*
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
The Hunger Will Consume Us All ... Part 87
"What is all this?"
Saturday, January 29, 2011
The Calm... Part 86
I'm awake. Man, I was really motherfucking tired... If i was still a normal person I'd probably sore as hell. Lovin' this healing factor. In spite of everything that's gone down, I'm relatively content right now. My girl is back. First win of the year. I'm far from being absolved, but i feel like now I've made progress towards making up for my failures.
Friday, January 28, 2011
What The Hell Are All These Squiggly Lines? ... Part 85
"What are we doing back here?"
"I needed some place to go and this is kind of the only place I have."
"Why did you choose this place? You have mountains and crystal caves and undiscovered abandoned ruins, but you choose to meditate here."
"It's the only place that makes sense. No one can find me here. If we were playing hide and seek, I would never lose."
"It is not my job to question your decisions. I was just curious to know why we were back ....... here."
"It's still your home. You don't have to refer to it as some foreign place."
"This has stopped being a home for us some time ago. We like to refer to it as our prison."
"I understand. I apologize for bringing you here then, we will leave as soon as I am ready."
"No need to apologize, you didn't force us to come here. We are here voluntarily to update you on our assignment."
"Assignment?"
"The scrolls, sir."
"Oh shit, all this training made me completely lose focus. What news do you have?"
"We have them in our possession."
I felt as if this was a joke. All the time I spent getting these scrolls and Raven just assembles them and brings them forth. If it was anyone else, I wouldn't have believed them but Raven doesn't seem to have a sense of humor. That is definitely something to work on.
"Wow, in that case could you please take a more humanoid form. It feels rather weird to talk to a panther."
The transformation was almost instantaneous. The form Raven took was rather peculiar. The female form looked familiar but at the same time no name came to mind.
"Is this satisfactory?"
"Yea thats great, who's form is that?"
"It is a combination of the forms of our people and the forms of the population that we encountered on our journey."
"You really know how to put on a show."
"Thank you, now are the lights off for a reason?"
"Lights?"
"Yes, the lights. We're going to go look if the training rooms have been repaired and turn the lights on. We apologize for interrupting your meditation."
"It's perfectly alright, but before you go, could I get those scrolls?"
"Certainly."
Raven walked off into the distance. After Raven disappeared from sight a clicking sounds started to echo throughout the room. The clicking paused and the door closed shut. I assume Raven took the form of the old man for old times sake. The lights came on shortly after the door closed and I laid out all the scrolls and the heart of Dracula before me. It took several minutes of looking in amazement at this collage before I realized that I had absolutely no idea what the scrolls had to say. I can't believe I had half of them all this time and never bothered to look at them. Why can't something be easy for once. I needed to find someone who knew what was on these scrolls. Just as the thought took place in my head the doors behind me opened and the clicking of the cane resumed to echo in the room. It was a hell of a chance but it was a chance that couldn't be wasted.
"We see you finally looked at those scrolls."
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
And so the story continues ... Part 84
It has been several months since I began my training as a horseman and I must admit, it was rather entertaining at the beginning. Animals waging wars and humans battling to their dying breath with nerf guns is entertaining but does eventually get boring, but no matter how fun everything has to come to an end. As I killed of the remainder of the cows that were winning in yet another cow/horse mini-war I decided that it was time to head back and that my powers were under enough control for now. I set out to the underworld.
Which was surprisingly empty. I was rather confused, everyone was gone. No minions in sight, no generals, no advisors. Every room was empty and still as if no one had entered them since we all separated. I couldn't help but feel lost and confused. What has happened since our departure? Where is everyone? Why is the underworld so ..... dead? Questions flooded my mind and the lack of answers brought a fog to my head. I was walking aimlessly from room to room hoping to find any sign of life or death but none appeared. Even the news held no answers but did have an interesting bit on some exploding nebula that might create a second sun. Sounded like a complete load of shit to me but who knows, anything is possible.
After awhile I gave up my search and went to my room. Nothing had been moved, even the crumbs from something I ate before leaving.
It felt like a dream. It could only be described as a vivid scene constructed by my subconscious and I wanted to believe that it was but everything was so real. I wanted to deny what I was seeing but it was right in front of me. The empty void that used to be so full of death. The stillness is surreal in comparison to the busyness of the place before I left, granted it was going through a change in management. I knew I couldn't stay here, it was too quiet, too still.
I pulled a portal from my jacket. The motions have almost become fluid from practice. It was the last place I wanted to go but at the same time, it was the only place to go. All I could do was close my eyes and step through the portal.
The rushing currents welcomed me. It seemed like the whole city was aware that I had arrived, or maybe it was just the souls of the previous residents in the pocket of my jacket. It was nice to feel welcomed nonetheless, even if it was in the most solitary place no one knows exist.
I opened my eyes to complete darkness. I hadn't anticipated the time. I wasn't tired but felt exhausted. I pulled out something that glowed and a mat to sit on. I sat and began to meditate.
The world slowly drifted further away, all the cares were dissolving and any thought of the mission that was ahead siphoned out of my mind. It would be an understatement to call the feeling bliss. All I knew is that I didn't have a care in the world and that I was alone in the most secluded place on Earth. So I did the only thing to do.
I waited.
The Russian
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Nerf wars and suicide wishes ... Part 83
I was lost. I didn't know what to do. I had the power of War. What am I supposed to do with that. Ramsey and Zac had left as well leaving me alone in the underworld. I went ahead and portaled out since there was nothing left to do in hell and I needed to get used to these new powers. I arrived somewhere in Europe. I didn't exactly know where I was but decided to go ahead and practice here. A couple of strangers walked by as I emerged from the alley. I didn't catch the language they were speaking. I was still slightly sick from eating the heart but contiuned on with trying to find somewhere to practice these new powers.
I later found a large pasture of cows and horses. I thought it would be interesting to see such a battle. I focused my energy and suddenly the horses began to run circles around the cows.
Shortly before I left, the horses were being trampled by the herd of cows. After the cow/horse fight I portaled to an office building. It was still rather early and no one has had their lunch break yet. I began my plan. Every person who left for lunch came back with a large shopping bag. No one questioned these bags due to my control over them.
As the day came to an end and the time for all the office prisoners to go home neared, every one disappeared and reemerged as a small army with Nerf weapons. The battle broke out as the clock stroke 5:00 pm. The acting performed by these office workers was rather impressive. People were falling all over the place, guns were being taken from "corpses".
As the army fell, the boss emerged from his office and took out the remaining peons still standing. As the boss finished his massacre, all involved started to come back to their senses, I did not stay long enought to watch the aftermath, my work was done. I ported back to hell and met up with Raven.
The Russian
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Fresh Air, Part 82
I woke up a few days after we all ate our hearts. It was weird--Famine's didn't seem to have changed me very much. I was actually glad of that--I had accepted that I was the powerless man I was now. I didn't exactly like it, but I had accepted it, at least. Grief had helped a lot with that. He'd been training me to use my body as a weapon, and the swords I'd made. He said I was a fast learner, and I believed him--I was already better than him at most of the techniques, but I thought it was because my body still remembered how to fight from when I was strong.
I left the room, Harx following closely behind me. The past couple days had given me time to think, which I needed. I thought almost entirely about Adrienne, about what Stewart had said. I can bring her back, I thought. But did I want that? What if she was happy where she was? What if she was in heaven? I pushed the thought from my mind. I'd cross that bridge when I came to it.
I found Grief in the entrance way to the rooms. I reached out my hand to shake his. "Thanks, Grief. For everything."
"It was nothing at all, sir," he said. I asked him to give me a portal to the outside world and he obliged. I seemed to be in the same wooded area as before. I hopped on Harx and we flew away, searching for some town on which to test my new powers. Stewart, I knew, had to be stopped. It wasn't so much about the apocalypse, but rather the fact that he was getting more and more evil with every passing day. He'd already killed millions of innocent people, and the only problem was that I wasn't strong enough to stop him anymore, which meant I'd have to work with Zach, and probably Alex too, to take him down. But that would have to wait, too. There was way too much work to do as it was.
My whole body was sore. It was strange, feeling this sort of soreness. It came from the muscles which had just started to form on my body because of all my training. These were my muscles, not some magical power, not hand-me-downs from my uncle. It hurt getting them, but it was worth it.
Harx and I stopped in the first town we got to, which turned out to be a small town in Alabama. Hmm, I guess that means hell really is in Alabama. We stopped and I told him to go hide--Griffins are hard to explain. I didn't like the idea of ruining an entire town's crops--There didn't need to be anymore death, but I had a plan in mind. It had been a long time since I'd had anything tasty to eat, and I thought if God wanted me to be pestilence, I was going to have some fun with it. I walked into the first house I saw.
Inside there were three people, a father, a mother, and a small girl who was probably no more than ten. They were watching television, which depicted the terrors which were probably caused by Stewart, and also some odd disease which turned people orange making its way across Nevada--Zach. I smiled, despite myself. When I walked in the family turned and screamed, not because I was terribly imposing--I was just a normal guy, wearing a plain white T-shirt and jeans. I assumed it was because I had busted in, and perhaps because I was still wearing my swords on my back. It didn't matter. I could see the terror in their eyes and all I wanted to do was to tell them that I wasn't going to hurt them, that they would be okay, but I knew it wouldn't be true--I knew they would probably die along with the rest of the world when Stewart started his apocalypse. Stewart had mentioned Fall Out 3, and despite that being a freaking awesome video game I couldn't bear seeing the world turned into that. But I couldn't lie to myself--I was excited about creating my own nation in our new world. But these people were so small, so normal. I had no powers, but I could have easily killed them with my bear hands. I wouldn't, obviously, but the idea of the human fragility occurred to me, how easy it would be to just silence them all, and yet how persistent we all are--
But I thought also of how we've destroyed this world, how we've made it almost uninhabitable. Maybe it was for the best. I'm sure that's what God was thinking. Anyway I was here, in this house, staring at this normal, seemingly good family. The walls were painted brown and all the lights were off but in the kitchen. It was there that I knew I'd find what I was looking for. I stared the father in the eye. He had green eyes. The mother had blue, and an idle thought occurred to me that, if she were younger, she would have been very beautiful, and if, had she been older, her daughter would have been very beautiful, but this was the only time I'd ever see these people, and because of Stewart it might be the only time they even exist, and this is who they are, who they forever will be, and in a way, they are all beautiful.
I looked him in the eye.
Now was the time to act.
"Give me all your fucking Twinkies," I said.
-The Knight
Happy Reunions! Part 81
She wouldn't take off her panties, but it was just more well rendered boobage... Part 80
It was nice to finally be back with Mary. We had a little time to spend together before I had everyone called together to eat the hearts.
That's in Egypt.
I didn't know that.
"What? Cairo is not only in Egypt but it is the capital?" I was muttering under my breath.
Yeah, did you get stupid? Something in your brain eating away at memory or anything I should know about?
"Not that I know of. So, lets get to work."
Sure thing.
I armored up, and thought of creative ways to kill people. I stood in front of the pyramids and looked at the sands. I was in the mood for some large monsters, and maybe some vampires.
I made a huge sand monster. he stood as tall as one of the pyramids. Next to him I formed a fire monster. I love fire. People started panicking, and my monsters didn't like that and started to lash out at the people.
"Pile the bodies for me!" I yelled at the monsters. I summoned up a lightning monster, and then decided there should be a mix. I summoned a fourth monster and made him sand, lightning and fire. They destroyed all the buildings, and reduced it all to sand. People were piling up. I shot out ten or so tentacles and got to work.
I summoned up an army of vampires and then they went to work on the town as well.
Ten minutes later, everyone was dead. I grinned, my eyes shone brighter than ever. The vampires worked along my tentacles and then we all stood before an Eiffel Tower of dead bodies. All the buildings were gone, it was as if no one was ever there, except the Eiffel tower that I made.
"Let's go see Mary and spend some time with her before the others get back." I said, dismissing all the vampires.
Sounds good to me.
We went back to Hell. I went into our room, then curled up next to Mary. She snuggled up next to me, and we went to sleep.