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53
Black & White
Slyfer watches as the large body of festering puss wobbles a few steps towards them, picking up the pace with every wobble. Watching the thing he continuously fights the urge to simply turn into his dragon form and fight it from the sky, however looking over the creature, at the walls of the huge outpost he frustratedly discards the idea. His eyes can clearly make out the features of Blake standing on a rampart with a spy glass and he intuitively knows if he were to change now not only will he have to face the creature but the multitudes of griffins above him as well.
Slyfer has a feeling the griffins are not here under Blake’s command, but rather something or someone else…
A rumbling in front of him causes his eyes to snap back to the creature that is now less than fifty meters away. “Trisha fire at its eyes and mouths, try and blind and cripple it as much as possible!” Even after his shout he knows it will be fruitless for even as he spoke he saw more eyes growing on the disgusting body.
Fira having heard the command gathers magic around herself, despite having seen the unbelievable healing ability the creature possesses, she can’t think of anything else to do! Slyfer feels the earth shake as the thing closes in with frightening and uncharacteristic looking speed. One arm pulls back and suddenly swells until its twice as large as its counterpart! To Slyfer’s surprise as it swells the main body shrinks? Not willing to wait for it, Slyfer bares his teeth while letting out an unnatural growl and shoots off to intercept the disgusting thing!
The earth crunches and cracks with the force of Slyfer’s feet pounding into the ground, his face is almost level with the ground turning him into nothing but a streak for the ones watching. Trisha’s arrows accompanied with wind magic constantly pound into the creature causing puss and dark blood to spill all over it, but it only serves to infuriate the abomination. It shrieks shrilly. The gap between Slyfer and it closes within an instant!
The swelled up arm swings down at Slyfer, he grunts kicking off with his left leg propelling his body to the right. His grip tightens on the sword and a split second later with a flash of steel the smaller arm is cut clean off right above the elbow! At the same time the enlarged one crashes down causing the ground to crack and shoot debris in all directions, dust envelopes the creature. Slyfer not finished with his attack and having found new hope after the blade actually cut through the thing, digs his feet into the ground in order to slow down his headlong rush.
As soon as he stops his legs swell and shoot him off like a yo-yo on a string back in the opposite direction. The creature is still squealing in pain when another snick enters its ears and the multitude of eyes watches as one of its stumpy legs fly through the air in front of it! It falls quiet then bellows out in rage. He sees the blur on its way back again to cause more pain, to add to the suffering it is already going through! It grunts as the weight of its body comes to rest on its stump that was a leg before, but is now already re-growing.
Slyfer swears as the leg he just cut of grows back, however he once again notices the main body shrink as it does. This time Slyfer is aiming for its ribs before the severed arm can grow back. Slyfer feels frustrated and like his hands are tied, the hit and run tactic is the only way he can think of to whittle down the creature that is more than ten times his size, however time is against him. Even now he can here the blade in his hand sizzle dew to the sickly yellow liquid that is stuck to it. As he feared at first, it is acidic. Eating away at his sword that was already damaged from before. The acid only serves to bolster his resolve to fight the way he is even if he finds it loathsome.
He closes in and the creature once again tries to intercept with its enormous arm! Slyfer forces his legs to increase his speed even more, another snick and a long wail follows as flesh and skin hang from the abomination’s ribs. Yellow puss flows out falling on the ground. Slyfer stops but the ring of sword does not as he swings it away from his body to clear away the corrosive substance.
He had barely stopped when loud crack rings out as a fireball perfectly aimed at its ribs crashes into the abomination causing sizzling sounds followed by a gut wrenching stench! Fira, not wanting to give the creature any chance to heal fires of another fire ball that screams through the air before blasting directly into the creatures face. Luna can only watch helplessly as all this unfolds. She wants to change, but has no idea how, plus the recurring voice of Slyfer warning her not to do so, causes her to hesitate.
Having somewhat cleaned his blade Slyfer with new confidence, jumps back in, only this time he intends to stay and cut the creature into smithereens. He jumps past cutting the same place he had previously, however like before the blade can’t cut the actual ribs, but only the stinking flesh around it. He stops and using the forward momentum, swings around cutting the creature’s belly.
Its painful cry is cut short as the huge mouth is split in half. The mouth spits out blood and acid forcing Slyfer to jump to the left in order not to be doused by the stuff. His feet start to burn having touched that which is already on the ground, gritting his teeth he unleashes more and more attacks while Trisha’s arrows keep pummeling into the creature’s bulbous head. That is not to say there is no resistance! The previous swelled up arm has shrunk giving the multitude of limp ones the ability to move!
Slyfer jumps back, his chest heaving with a mixture of pain and breathlessness. Despite its huge size the smaller arms are incredibly fast and no matter where Slyfer attacks from, there are eyes that follow his every move! Giving time for his feet to heal Slyfer stands glaring; his brain working overtime to think of way to defeat it quickly while Fira and Trisha continue their attacks. He is just about to jump into the fray when it topples over while making strange noises.
They hear a sound that is a mixture between a squelch and slurping. Trisha and Fira’s attacks have also stopped as they stare at it with a mixture of disgust and curiosity. In a way Slyfer feels stupid, he had panicked for nothing, sent the army away for no reason at all…
Just as the thought crossed his mind the thing pushes up with its arms, revealing what the strange sound was. Trisha, aghast watches as the big mouth chews on something, while most of its eyes are pulled into happy crescents. Some other mouths mumble in orcish, Slyfer understanding pales with the realization, Luna steps forward; the only one not completely disgusted as she says with surprise. “It…it is eating its own leg!”
Far away Vinx is powering forwards to the best of her ability; the fairies along with her do the same turning them all into small multicolored comets. With the need for speed, they have forsaken hiding their presence and are using magic to push them beyond their physical prowess.
Below them every now and then a farm hand looks up at the sight. Their lights only start to stick out more since the sun is slowly setting and the moons still need to reveal themselves. “Vinx Slow down we will not be able to keep up this pace forever and we are going to be seen!” With small tears streaking her face Vinx reluctantly slows down before saying irritably.
“Can you not see the thing they are fighting? It may be week now but it is learning to use its new body as they fight.” Vinx once again looks through the eyes of the fairy that has stayed behind. The eldest fairy zips over to her.
“Calm yourself, trust your master, he will be victorious.” Vinx takes a deep breath trying but failing to calm herself.
“How can you know?”
“I just do, concentrate on what we need to do. The army cannot be that far anymore.” As if on que they a large group of lights enters their perception, but to their surprise the group is moving towards them and not away from them?
With renewed hope the fairies advance and soon the group comes into view. What greets them is multitudes of Snow elves, Argonians and what Vinx assumes are Pencas. It is a small group compared to what they heard the army was that got sent away, but their numbers are still near four hundred. The snow elves are mounted on what looks like balls of fur. The hooves of the creature clop as it strikes the paved road, the some of the creatures have large curved horns the thick fur on them ranging from pure white to a dark grey.
Mixed in between are Argonians or Lizzard folk. To Vinx they are the ugliest of all the races, with slitted eyes and scaly skins. She is surprised to see them, since they are the most nomadic of all the races according to what she has been told, they did not want anything to do with the treaty, deciding to stick to their marshlands that stretches between the South and East of the continent. Their mounts click continuously while running on two legs. In her eyes the mounts could even be their parents since the things bare an uncanny resemblance to them. The only difference is the roughly feathered wings and combs of different colors on the ugly heads.
It is only when they are nearly on top of the small army when they notice the long bunny like ears! “So these are Penca’s?” Mixed in between the Snow Elves and Argonians are short creatures of about one meter in length. Everything about their faces looks like that of a bunny! But the resemblance stops there as from the neck down fur covered bodies, bristling with sinewy muscle are covered mostly by leather armor. The most surprising thing about them are the strange weapons slung over their backs; it is nearly as long as they are tall!
The fairies shoot down and soon a call goes up and the army comes to a stand-still as faces turn towards them. Vinx and the others come to a stand still and float in mid air. A young looking Snow Elf urges is mount forward and Vinx can hear mutters from behind him. “Fairies, are those fairies? What are fairies doing here. I thought they were extict!”
The Snow Elf snaps around and the group falls quiet. “I am Barendur leader of this group, you are trespassing!”
Vinx frowns immediately not liking the guy. “We are fairies sent as messengers from the collective of Dark and High Elves to inform you that as we speak war is on the brink of happening at the border post!”
Barendur’s eyebrows raise. “What has happened?”
“Blake has refused us safe passage and the Orcs strted a fight. My master is currently the only one fighting in a contest, but something strange has happened.”
The Snow elf swears and a Penca steps forward. Its fur is dark grey with the exception of one ear being black. A scar over the eyes underneath makes it seem like it has a permanent scowl. To Vinx’s surprise its voice is very deep. “I told you Blake was up to something when he sent us all away to fetch a mage, now look what has happened.”
Barendur clenches his fist. “He is our commanding officer, we had to follow orders!”
The Penca snorts and crosses his arms. “That is no excuse I will raise this matter when we rotate back.”
“Enough,” Shouts Vinx, panic creeping into her voice. “We must hurry back or things may escalate, have you found a mage?”
The entire group goes quiet and the Penca shuffles around. “We have although he is a bit…”
“Ooooh fairies, by my beard to think I would run into them as well as you lot on the same day.”
An Old man shoves a few of the people out of the way. His pure white hair standing in all directions sways as he rushes forward. He comes to a stand still, his nose less than a centimeter away from Vinx. One eye is focused on her while the other surveys the fairies behind her, moving on its own! “Fairies, I thought you were all but killed, wait does that mean, oh the prophecy, the prophecy if you are here he is to…. Tell me what is he like?”
Vinx wants to ask what he is talking about, but the mad man soon continues his rant without waiting for an answer. “You, you look familiar, this feeling ah yes you are her daughter. The warrior fairy’s daughter oohh what a day, what a day indeed.”
He snaps around and points a crooked finger at the Snow Elf leader. “You boy, we must hurry trouble is afoot, come come kick your goat into overdrive.”
Barendur’s face scrounges up as the strange man jumps onto his mount and continues to shout. "I have told you a lot of times our mounts are not goats!"
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The old man snorts and slaps the Snow Elf's forehead. "It bleats like a goat, stinks like a goat and has horns like a goat... Its a goat!"
During this exchange the griffins floating above the battlefield watches as Slyfer continually cuts away pieces from the creature underneath them. On top of the griffin sits heavily armored humans, carrying wicket lances in laid with multitudes of runes. Using their minds the group communicates. “Should we intervene, the strange one looks like he is winning?”
A man with silver hair and golden eyes shakes his head. “No we were told to only observe, unless the dragon intervenes we are not to move.”
Another scoffs at the word. “Dragon, they are all dead, I told you the reports can’t be true. A red dragon of that size cant hide, we would have found it a long time ago if it were here.”
“Shut your trap and keep your eyes open.” The man’s golden eyes turn away from his outspoken subordinate and back to Slyfer.
Slyfer breathing hard makes another slash at the abomination soliciting another bout of distorted screaming from it. Trisha has long ago run out of arrows and is now simply firing off spells. Fira lets lose another fireball as soon as Slyfer is clear. “This is useless, we are only tiring ourselves out!”
Slyfer jumps back, his heart is more pained than ever. He has tried everything he knows, magic swordplay everything. On top of that, the thing is getting smarter, faster, it is clear that it is starting to learn how to use its body.
He watches as it gulps down its arm that was cut off recently while other mouths continue to mutter. “Pain, so much pain, but eat make better. Eat is GOOOD!” The thing rolls back onto its feet and the eyes switches to the Slyfer and the girls. “Me eat you, make I feel better, make I grow. You DIE!”
It lunges forward, faster then before Slyfer jumps back barely dodging the lunge… He slips on the acid covered ground and the thing laughs. Half second later a fist akin to a sledge hammer pounds into Slyfer’s left side forcing out air. A resounding crack followed by pain lets him know a rib must be broken!
Slyfer flies and rolls on the ground, but as soon as he stops he is back up and running at the thing eyes blazing in hate. “You lowly creature!” BOOM! they crash into each other and flesh goes flying as Slyfer cuts it apart. By now out of anger he is ignoring the acid raining down on him. He stabs his sword into the large mouth repeatedly as he dodges and weaves away from the multitude of grabbing hands!
Fira’s hair is half black and half red, she can feel the anger and frustration that is contentiously growing in Slyfer’s heart. She can also feel the fear, the fear he has for one of them getting hurt. A resounding crack along with dust and crackling air rings out and Slyfer is sent of pounding into the ground like a skipping stone on water. He lets out a feral growl and punches his fist into the ground making him slow down and right himself, while leaving a long deep scar dug into the field they are fighting on.
“I have grown tired of this!” Slyfer against his better judgement digs deeper into the darkness, drawing from it! The dragons roar inside him driving on the anger he feels, his eyes cant help but wonder towards Blake now and then while his mind imagines how he will kill the bastard after this…. it is because of this that he misses it!
Expecting the creature to luge at him again his gaze wonders toward Blake, but his heart turns stone cold when the large body suddenly shrinks and and the legs swell shooting it forward and… away from Slyfer, towards Luna!
“Luna, no!”
Trisha the closest one to her jumps towards the girl while preparing a spell, but she already knows its too late to reach her!
Fira fires of her magic trying to stall it, but like a freight train the abomination simply powers through as its skin burns and blisters!
Crash!
A heart wrenching crack followed by a weak scream is heard. Slyfer follows the flailing body with his eyes as Luna is sent flying, her limbs twisting and body turning like that of a rag doll! Slyfer feels something break inside him and everything… goes dark.
Blake watches everything with a glee filled expression he jumps inexcitemnt and slaps his advisor on his shoulder. “Did you see that, its learning child is learning!”
“My Lord what will we do when it comes this way?” Blake’s smile fades.
“What are you intent on raining on my parade! Cant you see my achievement? That boy played with and cut the Orcs down like they were mere blades of grass, now look at him!”
The advisors eyes stay trained on the commander, the excited expression fades from his face once again only to be replaced by an ugly one. “I said look!” He grabs the advisor by the neck and forces is face towards the scene. “Look, look at my child. Look at what I created see my glory you lowly fuck! Bask in my breatness, enjoy it!”
“My Lord I see it, please calm down I apologize for my behavior please…” The man’s pleading becomes more frantic as he is forced further and further over the edge of the rampart. Blake suddenly stops his crazy ranting and loosens his grip.
The advisor lets out a pent up breath, but Blake’s sinister whisper next his ear makes his legs weaken in fear. “Sorry? You can apologize when we meet again in the afterlife!” With those words the advisor is shoved forward! His limbs flail around him in vain to get some sort of grip on something that does not exist. He starts to scream, but its cut short when his head pounds into the ground underneath with a dull thud. Blake smiles at the scene of the man’s crushed skull. He turns around with blood shot eyes only to find the others around him have taken a few steps back and are standing away from him.
He lifts his hands in the air. “WITNESS MY GREATNESS!”
Trisha runs over to Luna and kneels down from what she can see one arm is broken and her chest is a bloody mess. With shaky hands she feels for a pulse and nearly cries out when she feels one. “Luna hold on, just hold on okay we will get you help.”
Fira has covered the creature in a torrent of flames. She can barely breathe with exhaustion on top of that is a growing feeling unlike anything she has ever felt. “Trisha hurry!”
Slyfer drifts toward a dark place inside himself. His bearing is filled with determination. “Where are you bastard I know you are here!”
A evil laugh surrounds him seemingly coming from every direction. “So now you come to me, I told you, you are weak and now you have lost one of your precious little girls.”
“Shut up, it’s time for you to pay rent.” Slyfer is frantic and does not care he just wants to save Luna, kill the abomination and then take care of Blake.
“Why should I help you, what is in it for….”
A strangely familiar voice interrupts the dark entity. “You do not need him, we are you and you are us. You do not need to ask, you simply need to take.”
Slyfer snaps around only to find a small blinding white light floating not far from him. “What are...., what is this?”
The dark thing lunges toward the light, but it simply glows brighter repelling the darkness easily. “There is no time. Take what is yours!”
With those last words the light beams forward with blinding speed and melds into Slyfer’s chest! The dark thing growls and lunges toward Slyfer as well. “I will not be outdone by you!”
Aldowin who is mounted on Grey King on his way to help suddenly can’t hear anything accept a loud wringing noise in his ears! He feels himself lift from Grey Kings back and is sent flying. Grey King is near him, but he soon loses sight of the wolf as blinding light covers everything! He closes his eyes and curls up preparing for the inevitable; when his body is going to connect with the ground!
Blake watches in astonishment as the entire field in front of them turns white , forming half a sphere and growing with every second, eating away at the ground! He can’t hear anything and touches his ears only to find blood seeping from it. Then a voice, like the boy’s from before fills his mind and judging from the faces of those around him others as well.
“We came in peace yet you rejected it, because of your actions…. Witness destruction.” Blake looks down feeling something wet only to find he has peed himself. The expanding white light suddenly contracts and shrinks towards its focal point, only to reveal something unlike any other.
-The boy has changed!- Slyfer now has long glowing white hair reaching his lower black with streaks of black in it. Which stands out all the more since he is nearly three meters tall. On his head are thick black horns with blood red cracks pulsing with his heartbeat. His skin is pure white but from his forearm downwards they are covered in black scales pulsing with the same red and ending with hands that look like claws.
Red glowing eyes with dragon like irises are trained on Blake, causing his legs to shake. He finds it hard to breath and just when he thinks he is about to pass out the eyes turn away only to focus on Luna. Slyfer disappears and is next to Luna the next instant. Trisha nearly jumps away from the barely recognizable Slyfer, but his voice and the realization that Trisha is in his arms stops her.
“You who share my soul, share my power.” It starts small, like a leaky tap dripping water. Power flows through the connection she shares with Slyfer filling her up. She hears someone scream lewdly in pleasure only to realize its herself a second later. The amount of power grows until it is like a rushing torrent of water invading every nook and cranny of her body. Her hair goes pure white like his and scars from her childhood and other battles disappear in an instant from her skin turning into that of a new born. She is faintly aware that Fira is going through the same thing.
Only where she is basking in light, Fira is in darkness! Popping sounds come from Luna’s body as it rights itself broken bones mend and set back in place stronger than before. Her rugged breathing smooths out and soon her golden eyes open to see Slyfer’s blood red eyes staring at her. “Alpha?”
His hand brushes her cheek and she leans into it. “I knew you would come.”
Disgusting gurgling sounds interrupt their moment causing the serene happy expression to disappear from Slyfer’s face. Fira and Trisha has come to their senses by now. Slyfer gives Fira a glance. Her hair is black as night, her eyes pulse with a dark purple glow, two small horns have sprouted from her temples. Her wolf like tail is also black glistening in the light caused by Trisha. On her face is look of anger. Slyfer can nearly taste the blood and killing intent she wants to unleash. The air around her is scolding hot causing the grass near her to spontaneously combust.
On the other side is Trisha glowing with light with a serene expression. From her he can feel a gentle breeze, but underneath it he can feel that the gentle breeze can easily turn into stormy winds of deathlike scythes. Her tail has lost its stripes along with her ears.
Luna looks at the two and then at Slyfer. Slyfer smiles revealing sharp pearly teeth. “It is time for you to wake up as well.” He leans down and kisses her soft lips. Luna surprised widens her eyes but soon closes them snaking her arms around his neck.
He parts her lips with his tongue and she lets out a soft moan, when strength starts to flow into her every limb. Her body starts to change into what it was like before only it is different her face does not turn into that of a monster, but only grows more beautiful. Her heart starts to pump faster, sharp claws grow while her blond hair turns silver
Slyfer breaks the kiss, causing Luna to frown in displeasure. Slyfer ignores the death stares coming from the other two and turns towards the abomination that has lost interest in them and his now causing havoc amongst the confused Orcs after the explosion. His eyes narrow… when he once again looks at Blake.
“I find this place to be an eyesore, destroy everything. Kill them all!”
Trisha grabs his shoulder. “Slyfer don’t lose yourself, there are innocents here too.”
Fira scoffs and licks her lips. “I say we burn everything to the ground!” She starts to laugh crazily while imagining the destruction she is going to cause.
Luna gets up and runs her hand up a long tail connected to Slyfer's lower back! Her rubbing causes sparks between her armored claws and the dark scales on the tail. “I will do whatever Alpha says.”
Trisha looks more worried by the second. “Slyfer please, don’t turn into something like them!”
He grunts. “Fine those who don’t fight will live, but those that do will be given no mercy I have already deemed this place worthless.” His eyes burn with hate.... they never left Blake.
“Puny Maggot, I am coming for you!”