Hey guys, so my format would be at least three chapters a week! I hope y'all stick around with me to finish this story! FINGERS CROSSED! Well enjoy the chapter anyway guys!
Castor was getting irritated. Ever since they left Gastard's office, Corbin had been on his tail like a mutt in heat! From Gastard's gate, the fat priest had asked him, 'What sort of spell is this!? I sense no magic from it! Do you take me for a novice like my liege!?' And he would always reply, 'All that's needed is For the Cylinder to be opened and then the Spectres would rise, is that part a lie? You saw me perform it before we left, didn't you?' The priest still wasn't satisfied, he would hound him with questions, At the south gate he asked about his origins, at the warehouses he had asked him about the nature of his clan. And now in the temple.... "What you're doing counts as blasphemy!" he spat, the congregation members joined in voicing the priest's disdain. "Cretin!" one woman shouted. "Devil worshipper!" another screamed. "......How many knights do you have within the temple?" Castor ignored their protests. "what does it matter?" "My contract binds me to protect all
Cecelia screamed! Etching back, barely dodging Fil's blade as it grazed her left brow. She touched the top of her head and felt the blood trickling down from it, she looked upon her attacker and saw a manic look in his eyes. "Wha-!? wait! stop! what are you doing!?" She twisted and rolled as the elf continued with his relentless attack, above her, she could hear the evil cackling of that vile Succubus. "He must really despise you, It normally takes a lot of effort to charm one of !" "This is your doing?" "Of course! I am a Succubus afterall, charming and dominating men is my specialty, I had thought one of Creeda's Faithful, more so an elf would be hard.... but it seems his hatred if you really helped ease things!" Cece paled, "Since.... when?" Eve grinned, "The Banks! I'm surprised you didn't notice me slip right through! Oh and don't bother calling the others for help! They're mine as well! Now my slave.... Broke her!" Cecelia didn't let him have the chance, quick as cat, sh
They were merciless!The fallen leapt towards Castor's party and met the Soldiers head on in battle.Their initial attacks slew 3 of the Centaurs in an instant, Castor cursed under his breath as he narrowly dodged the biggest of them, The Fallen with the great axe and Sword!The Creature had set it's sights on him, possibly because it saw him as the most dangerous, him parading as a mage and all.He heard Kovet giving orders in the background, possibly to him as well, He didn't understand her though and moved on instinct, he rolled over to the side of the three and pointed his trident at the fallen.A surge of electricity shot towards the creature's chest, momentarily stunning it, Kovet and one of the Gastard's men swung their weapons down in it.Even with the chaos around him, Castor swore he heard bone and flesh get cut through, yet...."Why!?" he was aghast! The Fallen simply stumbled forward, Red and black blood flowing from it back, dripping into the floor, even at that it still
Cecelia was entranced. She stared at the otherworld beauty in front her, afraid that even looking away for a moment would cause her to vanish. The Lady was 4m tall, with long straight hair, half black, half white, her eyes were hidden behind her long bangs but long thin purple horns the protruded from her forehead. Her nose was small and cute, her jawline was perfectly sculptured and ears were long thin and very fairy like. She had Feathery Draconic wings, As black as night, they ruffled everytime she moved, her figure was ridiculous! All emphasis were on her curves, especially her bosom! Her glass milky white skin was near translucent, Cecelia was certain it wasn't just because of her being a projection, this woman.... her skin was just this beautiful.... She wore dark make up and her long nails were also painted black. But her dress was a long white Kimono, with patterns of laughing skulls printed onto them, she wore a crown made of black crystal bones on top her head. The L
They hadn't made it 50 steps when the horde appeared. 44 fallen, all heavily armoured and battle hungry, stared coolly at the party below. 'Perfect....' Castor turned to Trenton, the black Goblin adjusted his glasses, he let out a nasally old laugh as he glared at the new arrivals. "What are you waiting on? Go!" "Bu-" "Your Spectres are here with us, We'll figure ourselves out, now go Fate Dealer!" Castor and Kovet Fled! The Centaur gangster led the two of them through the woods, hopping from root to root. Castor felt like prey evading a pack of hungry wolves, Off to the distance he could hear the sound of battle, of Swords, of Spears, Of metal screaming and Crying. He heard the dying screams and painful wails of Friend and Foe alike. The familiar Squelch of squished flesh, Flashes of blinding white lights behind him, Roasted flesh and Scent of ashes. Laughter.... lots and lots of laughter! Evil and Vile and bitter! They gave him Goosebumps everytime he heard them, It felt l
It was Biblical.The skies were littered with scores of Burning white light and An Evil purplish hue.The two opposing forces danced around, punishing their nemesis for claiming authority in their various spaces.Fire and Brimstone, Ashes and dust, crazed laughter overwhelmed her senses.There were cries of iron and steel, Pools of red and black, and debris of ruined buildings surrounding Cecelia.She quickly regretted her decision of braving the outside, she turned to face the Spectres.... alas her guards had already departed, they joined their brethren in the night sky.Cecelia swore she could hear their sinister cackle as they raced to the heavens above, she sighed as her best chance of protection sailed away from her.She squinted her one good eye and looked around, There was fire slowly rising, all the buildings around her were on fire, Screams of desperate citizens trying to find safety.Ash and smoke clouded her vision, fleeing Pedestrians knocked off her feet, fruitlessly sear
Castor was Aghast.Hovering over the scarlet clad forest, he witnessed Woodland creatures and Monsters alike fleeing from the ambers of the fiery deathtrap that surrounded them.Most did not make it, the falling trees crushed some and the fires took others, Their shrieks of pain were almost human like, A small knot etched over Cas's Chest.Yet that wasn't what frightened him, Right above his ship were a horde of Fallen, Bigger, Stronger and Meaner looking.Some had three or five heads, Others multiple arms which sported spears, swords, axes and shields.And the biggest one Had both, it snarled as it directed it's comrades to hunt down all life they came across, The white cloth devils baptized the forest with Fire.Some Chucked them from their hands, Others shot them from their eyes, Castor grit his teeth as the Creatures maniacal laughter echoed through the Fiery hell scape."Fire!" He roared as Veil splitter rained Apple bombs upon his foes, Some Tore the Fallen to pieces, Others rid
Cece nursed her cheek as Cassandra lead them away from the stupefied crowd. The Elf Librarian, Josephine's little sister, took her by the hand before she could utter a word, She didn't have a chance to resist, still in shock from the Stiff slap. 'Shit! I think she dug some nails in,' she noticed the blood trickling from her cheek, '2 worlds and Josephine is still shit when jt comes Family,' Cece sighed, She despised her mother more than anything in the world, Unlike Eve and Fil, She felt nothing when she pushed her down those stairs, 'It was one of the best days of my life....' A smile crept up her lips, 'Cas must never know that though....' She reminded herself, The world be damned but her little must never know, she swore to herself. After what felt like ages walking through the rows of books, Cassandra came to an abrupt stop in front of a large stone statue in the middle of the building. It was a cloaked figure holding an Hour glass in it's Right hand and a book tucked under i
Barker Griffin hated humans. Not out of a sense of entitlement, like many of his fellow Lycans. Nor out of some misguided religious or social belief their existence violated, which was also fairly popular as sources of anti-human sentiment went on in the Holton's Keep. No, his own hatred came from anger, and that anger came from the very natural fear of what humans ultimately were. All forms of government, all Clans and Packs were based on the monopoly of force; what would then happen to every government in the supernatural world when a race as selfish as humans got enough power to rival them? His ancestors had scoffed at the idea, 'Those hairless apes? Overthrow us!?' They might have laughed, But Barker.... their descendants.... are not laughing now.Of course, not all humans are as unstable as the scum that hunted his people, He had met a few 'good' ones over the years but at the end of the day, When cornered, when the going gets tough, They break, they lash out and they hurt.... t
Cas just kept fighting!And bloody well he fought, for that Crusty old bastard Dylan brought wave upon wave of those horrors down upon them, At his rear he could hear that dirty woman laugh maniacally while every now and then, Making off hand jokes about what she did to her last lover.Banner on the other hand, he finally found his rhythm after so many tries, One of which cost him a few fingers, 'Must be used to others fighting for his sake and not the other way round...' Cas decided.He ducked to the left, A horror made of pulsating grey tentacles with 13 different wings of thirteen different colours blitz past him, somehow, Cas knew in his heart of hearts, Dylan was Sandbagging them, 'Cuz there's no way we'd be able to survive these things!' He thought as he slashed at one of it's wings.He didn't know for certain, he wasn't sure how the rules of enhanced and the like worked, but a small part of him, a tiny part of him was sure the only reason he's able to react to the onslaught of
She saw a couple of the fleshy grey ones a few hundred metres to her left..... to Splitter's left that is, a massive pink was approximately 200 metres behind them, barrelling down with murderous intent, it was the size of a radio tower, It's hounded after them with such ferocity that-"Cece?" A mousey voice said, Cecelia jumped."DON'T DO THAT!" Cece snapped at her friend."S-Sorry!" Lucy quickly muttered, "I.... I just wanted to tell you Julie is starting to stir,""Oh.... could you continue to look after her? Sorry, Keeping track with Oculus is a bit more task inducing than I thought!" She said as she rubbed the sid effect the Oculus.Cece was certain the ship was capable of piloting itself, even as it was far away from it's master, her brother Cas, But.... here in the in-between, It's home domain, She could feel faintly, a beastial desire to pulverize their pursuers, worse, she could feel it gradually overtaking her, it took most of her willpower to fight those urges away, 'I need
The Tainted son cursed as his meal darted away, startled by the sound of Hell beasts fighting near a tar pool, He shifted his gaze squarely on his the foolish intruders, A Crimson tailed Scorpio Bat and a Laughing lizard, The draconian horror clamped it's black razor sharp teeth on one of the Bat's membrane wings.The titanic beasts, the bat the size of a horse and the Lizard the size of an elephant rumbled near the noir lake that stretched throughout the Forsaken King's Valley.The Bat gave out a deathly wail as the Scaly beast ripped apart more of it's wing, Blood as black as night spilled from the Bat, in a desperate attempt to escape it's aggressor, The bat used the Crimson stinger at the end of it's purple body to strike the Laughing Lizard.... who fkr it's part simply just laughed!Each time the Tainted son heard the beasts howl in their unnatural sounds of glee, He cringed, it was what he imagined Tasmanian devils would sound like if they *could* laugh, A hoarse, scratching so
She swerved to the left just in time to crush a Hellspawn under her Van, "Cece! Watch it you-" Lucy was saying but Cece simply shook her head."I think it's impossible to be careful under this conditions Kiddo!" She said as she rammed another Hellspawn with the van, The creature clung to the windscreen trying desperately to stab into the vehicle, Cece shook him off with a well timed stop, The creature rolled and came to a stop, It was promptly finished off by Creeper with a gun."But your condition!" Lucy protested."We'll figure something out! I know I'm not right but C'mon! We don't much options here!" She started the engine again and continued on her path to her brother."I hope.... you know what you're doing...." Lucy muttered."That's the thing kiddo.... I totally don't!" Cece cackled as she ran over another Hellspawn, It gave a rather satisfying CRUNCH as it's head was reduced to a bloody pulp.From the corner of her eye, she saw Lucy's face turn pale, "look kiddo-""Get down!"
He knew something was wrong the moment he heard the music.....It was soft, it was on the Angelic side whilst having a twinge of darker themes, A mix between Soul and Gospel rock, Cas heard it, So did Sally and Banner from the looks of it.Their men seemed confused as well as many of them looked around fir the source of the music but nothing, It had no source nor direction, As though.... "It's all in our head...." Cas muttered."What?" Sally snapped, Glaring at Cas, "What are you on about?""He's saying the song is all in our head, I think that's mighty obvious Missy," Banner spoke.Sally gave him the most blood curdling glare Cas had ever seen in his life.... well not really, He'd seen far scarier things on his journey so far, but there was something shouting the mundane human giving such an unnatural glare that sent chills down his spine."I'm not anyone's missy! The next time you call me that-""What are they doing?" Cas interrupted pointing at the Saints.The small party seemed be
The ceremony had always been a big event in our town. While the youth turned 18 on different days and received their divine blessing, they first revealed it to others during the Ceremony of Revelation. It had been a custom for many families to actually never call forth the summon before the Ceremony, while others would only call it in private chambers away from curious eyes.And so one week before the big event the town began preparing. Craftsmen erected a stage in the middle of the town square with a pyramid on which the young adult would stand and reveal what the soul formed from the godly power it was bestowed with. It was most common to find people being able to summon tools of their craft if they already had set foot on that path. Be it a sword, a pen filled with unlimited ink or a farming tool, the townsfolk usually tried to teach their children in ways that they would manifest what would help them in the family business. Well, except some of the scholars, they usually tried the
Cece thought hard about the events of the past hour as she set a course to her brother's location, Lucy, Julie and their new Friend Creeper sat beside her in the White van they had secured during their mission, they split up from Julie's crew, the rest of her people kept their new bases secure, as well as hunted for any more working vehicles in the area.Coco sat on Lucy's lap, The Little ball of fur played with The mousey girl's hand as she tried to give her belly rubs.In the back of the Van in a glassy container sat Creeper's prisoner, Belfast, The creepy little Abomination squirmed with displeasure as he eyed his surroundings menacingly, J.J eyed him back, Snarling at the Spectral Creature.Cece didn't quite know why she was so..... jittery, She stared the Car as best she could through the ruined city, trying her best not to go there.... go to the dark corners of her mind, The ones that showed her images of her brother in a tortured state or even worse.... 'No.... Cas isnt dead,
"BANNER!" Cas yelled, a little louder than he expected.... didn't matter, "We need to talk, NOW!" He added.The gathering went silent now, all eyes on him as he strode towards the bewildered giant, "Is there an issue my boy?" Banner asked, his tone slightly irritated despite the gentle look on his face.Cas muttered one word, "Thatch...." he had never seen such flurry of emotion take over a man, First confusion, then realization, next was fear, then..... hate, 'Right.... the Golden bastard screwed over his ancestors centuries ago,' Cas recalled the brief talk they had about Zebediah Thatch inside Dark Circus.Banner turned towards one of his subordinates, "Tend to the flames.... do not charr them!" He warned, The poor fella's face turned pale but he nodded vigorously as he took over the grill.Banner gestured and the two men made their way to a secluded area, From the corner of his eye, Cas noticed Sally get up and stride towards them, "Wait! What's this about!" She yelled, they didn'