Dark World (original) (raw)

"Ok.....I've got two wyrms, an army, and now a wolf here..." Osis rolled his eyes, "Today just really isn't going to be my day."

Both of the wyrm reared back, slithering up until they reached well over the canopy of the forest. With their teeth bared, and their eyes hungrily set on the two tiny morsels below, their heads suddenly charged back down towards their breakfast.

Then something happened. Something that stopped the wyrms decent towards the earth below. I bright red light flashed as a sudden eruption of flames engulfed one of the snacks down below. The wolf jumped back a few feet unsure what to make of what was going on. What ever was happening to this man didn't seem like he was enjoying it. The man was screaming. Not the usual screaming you'd hear from torture, something far, far worse.

Wings shot out of his back. His hair turned from black to a bright blue and his eyes changed from red to pure white, as if he didn't have any color in them. And out of no where there appeared a great ornamental scythe in his right hand. Totally engulfed, he no longer appeared to be the normal man he was just seconds ago.

"Let's finish this..." a new, even deeper voice thundered, as if it wasn't his but some long forgotten entities voice. Something sinister, yet peaceful at the same time.

With a roar of defiance, both wyrms continued downward still ready to eat their next meal.

In a blink of an eye, the changed Osis was already in the air, meeting one of the wyrms halfway. Startled by this, the wyrm paused for just a second. It was all the second took, for the scythe to swing smoothly through the wyrm nearly impenetrable scales and leave a lifeless body wriggling on the forest floor just feet next to the wolf down below.

Noticing that it's friend, or whatever you'd call a wyrms accomplice, was dead, the other wyrm quickly altered its course. Slamming into the fallen trees, it charged right toward this "thing", this "wyrm killer".

But that only made Osis, or who ever this was, smile. Just as the wyrms mouth nearly engulfed the whole of Osis' arm, his smile went to an emotionless smirk. A great sudden ball of brilliant red fire swelled up inside the wyrms mouth where Osis' hand was. In a great, nearly blinding flash, the wyrms head exploded in to millions of charred hunks of meat and brain matter. It's body, like it's counterpart's, feel lifeless to the forest floor as well.

"Hey fluffy," Osis chuckled evilly, "your lunch is served. Hope you like deep fried wyrm, I heard it's a delicacy in these parts!"

The general must've heard the commotion, and both of the wyrms dying screams and explosion, because another volley of arrows came flying towards the location where Osis and the wolf were at.

But this didn't worry Osis one bit. With just a flick of his fingers, the arrows disintergrated, as if coming to stop on a wall of fire. As the ashes from the arrows fell towards the ground, Osis looked at the wolf and then in the direction from where the arrows originated from. The wolf new what Osis was going to do when his smirk grew even wider and jetted across the top of the canopy, singing off many of the upper layer of tree leaves.

The next thing the wolf heard was the army screaming.

The next thing the wolf saw...well let's just say...it looked like a nuclear bomb went off....