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Turning The Tides - - - Chapter Two

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2/2/2015 11:17:36 PM
Posted: 1 year ago
"I"m not touching you!"

"Get your finger away from me!"

"But I"m not touching you!"

"If you don"t get your finger away from me I"m telling Airmax!"

"But I"m not even touching you!"

Daltonian groaned in frustration as his twin, 9spaceking, relentlessly harassed his personal bubble with his finger. Why couldn't he just keep his hands, and his childish antics, to himself!? Daltonian tried to slap it away, but the finger just rebounded back to inches away from his nose. "Will you quit it!"

9space just laughed, finally relenting his ruthless finger assault before returning to doing what they were actually supposed to be doing: keeping an eye on the border of Camp Half-Blood. "Oh calm down. You do realize there"s literally no point to us being here, right? None of our long-range sensors have picked up anything moving our way. None of our scouts have found any monsters, and that includes monsters moving toward the camp. The Titans have been quiet for fifty years. No prophecies of doom, no foretelling of destruction or despair. They literally put us out here so we wouldn't cause any more mayhem inside the camp."

Daltonian laughed a little bit at the ending, thinking about all of the trouble they caused together. Being brothers of Hermes, their thieving and trickery was notorious for causing trouble (they did apologize for nearly burning down the cabin of Demeter, so he wasn"t sure why they still got odd looks!), so it would make sense to put them in a place where they could do the least possible harm. But they didn"t cause that much trouble! Did they?

Daltonian shook his head. The Ares cabin still hates them for permanently making their bathrooms smell like girly perfume. The Apollo cabin still hates them for coating their beds in cream cheese. They nearly burned down the Demeter cabin. Okay...maybe they caused a bit of trouble"

"I mean, I know we cause a little bit of trouble, but we"re not that bad! Are we?" Daltonian asked curiously. 9space shrugged nonchalantly, sitting down on the ground, his legs crossed, "That"s what I"m saying. I mean, we"re only the bane of peaceful living in the camp, right? I mean I could make a list of"."

space kept talking about their deeds, the various heists and deeds of mischief that the duo had wrought throughout the camp, but Daltonian stopped listening, preferring to look at the scene developing behind where 9space was looking.

A lone cyclops topped the Hill, looking down at the camp below. The cyclops was larger than most, beefier than most. His chest was covered in a mixture of chain mail and some death metal concert tee-shirt that he didn"t recognize. In his hand he held a rather large sword, his other held a rather large shield that he hefted around like a paperweight. Shortly after the large cyclops appeared on the hill, a horde of humans appeared behind him, armed with various different weapons, as well as a massive wave of monsters--he could see dracanae, more cyclops, hellhounds, and was that the Minotaur!?

The large cyclops let out a massive, guttural roar that the entirety of the camp could certainly hear, and 9space stopped talking (for once). His eyes went wide in shock before he looked up at his brother. "That wouldn't have happened to been your hungry stomach from missing breakfast, would it?" He asked, his voice shaking in fear.

Daltonian just slowly shook his head, unable to avert his eyes from the looming darkness collecting on their border. 9space slowly turned around, seeing the blight that was developing before his eyes, and his face turned downcast. There was a pause of silence, seconds that stretched out for eternity, before 9space let out a small sigh, turning around to face his brother. He balled up one of his hands into a fist, holding it above his other hand, which was an open palm.

"Rock paper scissors for who gets to make the heroic last stand to buy time for the other to warn the camp?"

Daltonian could only face-palm as he fished his free hand into his pocket and pulled out a remote with two buttons on it: a small green button and a big red button. "Or, y"know, I could just press this big red button here that sounds the camp-wide alarm system so neither of us have to die pointlessly."

9space"s jaw dropped in jealousy. "WHAT!? B-b-but I thought they didn't trust us with that after we triggered the alarm to announce my birthday last year!" 9space complained, his face forming into a giant pouty face that, even given the circumstances, made Daltonian laugh a little bit.

"Correction: they didn't trust you with it. Now let"s go before they decide to actually kill us instead of just look at us." Daltonian said, pressing the giant red button and running as alarms shrilled throughout the entire camp, his brother close behind.

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Endarkened was pissed off. Not only was his perfect day ruined by an enemy invasion that came from literally nowhere. Not only was he fighting against staggering odds, not that he minded a good challenge every now and then. Not only was he fighting a mixture of monsters and humans who had drastically different fighting styles and necessitated constantly changing his strategies to defeat which was a pain.

But he was winning the duel between him and Blade-of-Truth before they were ever so rudely interrupted!

Endarkened had a slight fit of pouting while he dueled an attacking person, deflecting their sword thrust with his shield, bashing their face with his shield before thrusting his lance through their chest absent-mindedly. His defense against the all-out offensive style of the dual wielding swords was freaking iron-clad! Blade hadn't landed a single good blow throughout the entire fight! He was just about to turn on the offensive when the alarms sounded and they were forced to postpone the duel to deal with the invading army.

He planned on making them pay for interrupting a classic a**-whooping. A dracanae slithered up to him, a curved sword in hand, hissing something about how he was going to die a painful death or something like that. Endarkened deflected the sword blow with his shield, letting it slide off harmlessly to the side. The demigod took the opening to bash the snake-woman in the face with his shield before repeating the same stabbing in the chest. Quick, efficient, deadly.

Before he could turn to do anything else, his instincts screamed at him to raise his shield. Had he been a moment slower, the arrow that bounced off the metal shield would've embedded itself in his throat. Endarkened glared into the distance, spotting the person with the bow who was hurriedly trying to reload his bow. Endarkened bounced the spear up into the air, shifting his grip on the weapon to more of a javelin-style, before getting a slight running start and launching it into the air. The archer looked up, witnessing his doom soar through the skies like a vulture zooming in on it"s prey. He turned, trying to run to avoid his fate, but no mortal can outrun fate. Endarkened winced as he watched the spear impale the poor kid"s throat, driving him into the ground.

He would've celebrated his flawless aim had the sound of slithering from behind him not forced him into a roll forward, barely avoiding a spear that would've impaled him straight through his back. No matter how many of them he killed, two more stepped up into their place. As much as he enjoyed a nice challenge once in a while, the consequences of him failing this one were a bit too steep for his liking. They needed to regroup and plan a way to counterattack, not die here in a vain attempt to defend the camp.

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2/2/2015 11:21:33 PM
Posted: 1 year ago
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Endarkened came up from his roll, drawing the sword that hung at his hip and turning around, severing the dracanae at the hip before watching the snake lady burst into golden dust. He had to find Mikal or Blade-of-Truth to convince them to start a general retreat rather than staying.

"Endarkened!"

The Twang! of a bowstring and the thundering of hooves came from behind Endarkened as Airmax galloped to his side, firing an arrow into the leg of an invader. "Endarkened, there"s no time. You must get as many campers as you can to the stables. The only way out is through the skies!"

Endarkened cursed, not liking the idea of retreating himself. He had a better plan in mind. "If we all run then they just chase us to the stables. Unless you want the camp to be filled with dead pegasi, we need a diversion! And between you and I, we both know who the better fighter is to stall for time, and who the campers are more likely to listen to." Endarkened reasoned.

Airmax made a noise that sounded like a curse in ancient Greek. "You do realize that by doing this you"re throwing your life away!"

The thought of suicidally trying to hold off waves and waves of enemy forces on his own, while absolutely insane, appealed to him. He was born for this. He was the son of the god of war, and while he didn"t think that a quiet death was in store for a lot of the campers here, holding the line against waves and waves of enemy forces and collecting as big of an honor guard to escort him down to Hades seemed like a good way to go.

"I know what I"m signing up for. Get everyone out of here!" Endarkened shouted, watching Airmax ride off toward the rear of the camp, waving for campers to follow him as quickly as possible. Hopefully the word would spread quickly enough that people could evacuate. Endarkened didn't have a whole lot of time to think about that as a screaming person, armed with a giant ax, ran up to him with the intention to cleave him in two with a single blow. Endarkened simply side-stepped the ax blow, turning his attention to an approaching cyclops. Sizing it up as the larger threat, Endarkened charged the club-wielding cyclops. The cyclops swung his club in an attempt to swipe the silly demigod aside, but Endarkened anticipated that. The son of Ares slid under the club, using the momentum to pick himself back up and launch himself straight at the cyclops, his sword leveled at the beast"s sole eye. The sword buried itself inside the monster"s head, the tip of the celestial bronze blade poking out the back of the monster"s skull.

Endarkened worried his sword might be stuck for a moment, but the monster quickly evaporated into golden dust, freeing his sword in the process. He grinned the grin of a madman finally coming to terms with his insanity. Time for some fun.

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Battles were scarier than Rev originally was lead to believe.

The sounds of combat, the screams of pain and victory, the smells of the dead and the dying, all of the intensities of battle overwhelmed his senses, leaving him shell-shocked. He should be used to this! He was a son of Pallas, the titan of war! This was something that he should be used to! Nevertheless, he found himself wandering the camp in attempt to avoid detection, not wanting to have to fight someone when he himself was such a mess. So far it had worked.

Rev crept through the camp slowly, his sword drawn, his full effort in avoiding as much of the conflict as he could. The young demititan ducked behind one of the cabins, hiding in the shadows of the wooden cabin as a group of demigods ran past, shouting words and clanking of metal rushing past him. Older, better armed, three on one: he didn't like his odds. He waited until the sounds had passed, then counting to ten afterwards to see if anything was following them that he had to worry about, before moving from his hiding place and back out into the open.

"Hey! You!" came a shout from behind Rev. Rev cursed himself for his carelessness, spinning around to face his opponent and drawing his sword, a nasty snarl of determination on his face as he readied his mind to cut down whoever was foolish enough to attempt to stop RevNge, the one and only brother of Esocialbookworm, leader of the Demititan army and--

It was over in an instant. The sword was knocked from his hand like it was a toy. A boot planted itself onto his chest, sending him flying back. He landed on the ground with a hard Thud!, knocking the wind from his lungs. All he could do was sit there, looking up at the scumbag who was about to kill him.

At least she was pretty. Like, out of his league pretty. Nice, blonde hair that ran just a little bit past her shoulders, light blue eyes that seemed to sparkle from the sunlight. She was older than he was, maybe seventeen or eighteen, but she was certainly beautiful.

The reality of his situation, however, quickly set in. She was going to kill him. He was going to die, right here and now, alone and in the dirt. He didn't want to die! He was scared of dying! His eyes teared up, partially from the spartan kick to the chest and partially from his fear of death. He began to cry, and he cursed himself for his cowardliness. He should be facing his defeat like a man! Fighting to the end, resisting fate at every turn! But he couldn't. All he could do was close his eyes as the tears streamed down his face and wait for the end.

An end that never came.

When Rev finally opened his eyes, he saw the girl just standing over him. Her sword was lowered, a look of concern and sadness in her eyes. She was just looking at him, but for some reason that only made Rev angrier. Why didn't she just finish him already!? "What, are you mocking me for crying now!? You enjoy playing with your food before you eat it, you awful person!? Finish me already!" he screamed out, continuing to sob as he did so. She was only making it harder on him, and he just wanted this to be over with already.

But she didn't kill him. She didn't raise her sword and end his life. Instead, she knelt down to where he was laying, examining his leg. "Here, I can help patch you up a little. It"s just a skinned knee, but better no scrapes than some scrapes." she said simply, a soft tone in her voice as she pulled a canteen of water from behind her, tearing off a bit of her sleeve to use as a bandage.

Rev could only stare in confusion as the demigod washed his scraped knee, tending to his cut like he was some five year old and she was his mother. Why was she doing this? She was his enemy! He should be getting up right now and stabbing her in the face! She should have finished him off while he was down, but here she was being absolutely careless! Didn't she know who he was!?

But he couldn't attack her. All he could do was just look, his mouth gaped slightly in awe and surprise while she finished tying the makeshift bandage around his knee. "Why aren't you killing me? You"re my enemy. I would've killed you."

She didn"t look up from her task, even after she finished tying it off. Her eyes clouded slightly, as if she were facing some grim reality that she just couldn"t accept, couldn"t push herself to do. "I can"t kill a kid. You"re what, twelve? Even if you"re attacking us and I don"t even know who you are, you"re still a person. You"re still just a kid. What kind of monster would I have to be to kill a kid?" she asked softly. Rev was absolutely stunned. He was at a complete loss for words.

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2/2/2015 11:25:41 PM
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Before he could make a response, the girl got up, brushing off her hands. "Whelp, I"m no child of Apollo, but even Aphrodite can make the most damaged skin look new again. Just make sure to get some penicillin on it whenever you have the chance; don"t want to get an infection now, do you?" she chastised him lightly, in a strikingly similar way to how his sister chastised him for forgetting his monster lore homework whenever she was teaching him things. "I gave you three days to finish that worksheet and you forget it in your room. What am I ever gonna do with you?"

"Anyway, I would get out of here while you can. I"m a lot nicer than some of the campers here. Some won"t make the same decision I did, and you probably don"t want to die." she said, starting to walk away, her sword sheathed at her side. Rev wanted to say something, anything, to try and understand what had happened. "W-wait!" Rev tried to call out, but she was already gone.

Rev just sat there, mindblown by the events that had just occurred. The people who he had hated for so long, blamed for all of the problems in the world, had dreamed of slaughtering by the masses, just spared his life and bandaged his scraped knee. Okay, so maybe the scraped knee thing was pretty useless, but they still spared his life. He thought that they were all heartless people, that all they were were reckless, aggressive maniacs who only wanted destruction and chaos. But here one was, bandaging his wounds, acting like a mother would coddle her child. Why? Why did she spare his life?

Rev just sat there for a while, the minutes fading by into oblivion, until a few Demititans found him, picking him up off the ground and carrying him back to their camp.

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Thett could only watch the battle from a distance in silence, observing the madness that had spawned. He knew he should be down there, fighting side by side with his brothers and sisters, defending his home against the invasion. But he couldn't bring himself to go down there. His sword still rested in its scabbard at his waist, his shield attached to his off-hand, which hung at his side. All he could do was watch as slowly but surely, his friends and allies died.

"Thett!"

Thett"s depressive thoughts were interrupted when Cermank came from behind him. Thett smiled softly, glad that she was still okay and wasn"t caught up in the maelstrom of chaos raging below, but his thoughts quickly went back to the situation at hand. "Thett, we need to get out of here. Chiron told us to get to the stables and escape with the pegasi. We need to leave!" Cermank pleaded, starting to walk off in the direction of the back of the camp, only stopping when she realized that Thett was unmoving.

All Thett could do was stare at the battle being waged below them, his mind well beyond the current events. "I should be down there. I should be helping. It"s my fault that they"re dying. It"s all my fault""

Smack!

Thett recoiled in shock and surprise when Cermank walked back, standing in front of the son of Poseidon, gave him an odd look, before smacking him across the face. "Thett. You are, by far, the biggest dummy on the face of the earth. You"re blaming yourself for people dying because you"re not down there with them, getting killed right along side them. Sure, you"re strong and you"re a son of a major god, which makes you even stronger than most. But do you really believe that if you were down there with them that this would all be different?" she asked, pointing down to the death and destruction going on below them. "You can"t actually tell me that you could make a difference. You would just die. You"d throw your life away, and nothing would change. Is that really what you want? To die pointlessly and needlessly?"

Cermank"s words shocked Thett, and forced him to consider exactly what he was trying to do. He needed to be down there, because that"s where he belonged. He belonged down in the middle of the scrum, fighting monsters until his clothing and armor was stained gold from the golden ichor of the monsters, holding the line with his olympian brothers and sisters. And if that meant he died for his efforts, it was his fate to die then.

Wasn"t it?

Cermank grabbed his hands, snapping his attention back to reality. "Thett, I"m literally begging you here. You have two choices: you can go down there and die, or you can come with me and we can live to fight another day. And we will fight another day. Do you think any of us are going to let whoever is attacking us and destroying our camp get away with it? We"re going to find out who did this. And we"re going to pay them back. But if you die here, you"ll never get a chance to do that."

Thett looked down and away, not wanting to make eye contact with her, which was really hard considering how beautiful she was. How could he sit back and just watch his friends die so that he could escape? And escape to what? A life of living on the run of people hounding him down to kill him? Okay, so he knew he would have to live with the "life on the run" thing with monsters, but from other people was something he didn't think he"d have to deal with. Now that his home was burning in front of him, his friends being slaughtered en masse...something felt off.

"Thett!"

Cermank shouting into his face startled Thett back into reality, and he quickly nodded. "Okay, okay. We"ll go to the stables." he finally agreed. Cermank visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alright! Let"s get going before the defenses fall and we"re all overrun." she said and started jogging in the general direction of the stables. Thett started to follow her, but stopped to look back at the ensuing chaos and fighting. He was supposed to be there. It"s what he needed to do. Guilt rushed over him, a stream trying to wash him away entirely. Thett shook his head quickly, ridding himself of the thoughts before following Cermank.

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There were no thoughts that ran through Endarkened"s mind. There was no "I wonder how everyone else is doing." or "Should I have cheese pizza or pepperoni pizza for dinner tonight?". All there was was the intense focus on the fight in front of him. The single-minded drive to live cleared his mind, allowing the instincts and reflexes that had been bred into him and honed through years of training to take over his actions.

A dracanae slithered in front of him, wielding a spear. He stepped to the side of the initial thrust, bringing the edge of his shield down onto the shaft of the spear, snapping it like a twig. He spun in place, bringing the blade around and across the neck of the serpent. Golden ichor flowed from the gash before it disappeared into golden dust. He turned, raising his shield to deflect a sword strike from a mortal, using the opening to ram his shoulder into the attacker, knocking him down onto his back. His sword impaled itself into the downed attacker. The barking of a hellhound alerted Endarkened that he was about to be pounced on from his left, and out of the corner of his right eye he could see an archer knocking an arrow that would most certainly be aimed in his direction.

Endarkened let his shield slide down his off-arm, grabbing it by the edge of it and spinning in place, using the momentum to fling his shield like a discuss at the archer. The shield not only impacted against the archer, knocking him flat, but the shield slammed into the bow, breaking it into pieces. Endarkened turned his attention to the charging hellhound, which was now in a dead-sprint straight for the son of Ares. Endark smiled lustily, the images of what he was thinking of doing playing through his mind. The hellhound was fifty meters away, forty meters away. At thirty meters, it leapt up into the air, intending to pounce downwards onto him. That"s what Endarkened was hoping for. Three...two...one"
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2/2/2015 11:28:33 PM
Posted: 1 year ago
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Endarkened flipped forward, cartwheeling in the air, his sword spinning like a sawblade. The blade carved the underside of the beast open, ichor and guts spilling out in the moments before the beast vaporized into golden dust. Endarkened laughed, the move playing out even better than he originally thought it would, before his celebrations were interrupted by a loud roar.

Endarkened turned around to one of the most fearsome sights, and possibly one of the most thrilling challenges, that he"s ever seen. It stood roughly eight feet tall. It"s body, covered in the most minimal amount of clothing, was absolutely rippling with muscles--the dude seriously had muscles for his muscles. His legs were covered in fur, and where feet should"ve been, he had hooves. His face was that of a bull, with a pair of terrifyingly large horns on the top of it"s head to top it all off. He was a terrifying, hulking, mythological destruction machine, and Endark was about to fight it. He couldn't wait.

The Minotaur let out another loud bellow, lowering his shoulder and charging straight for Endarkened. Endark leaped to the side, a matador trying to string his prey along for a show. What surprised Endark was how fast the cow could stop; it was a freight train with the handling of a motorcycle. It stopped, turning around and smashing a fist into Endarkened"s back, sending him flying. Endarkened tumbled along the ground for a bit, finally skidding to a stop roughly twenty yards away from where he was swatted from. Endarkened had just enough time to shake the stars out of his eyes and roll aside reflexively, narrowly avoiding the fist smashing down into the spot where he just was. Endarkened managed to get back onto his feet from the roll, but was forced to leap to the side again as a fist plowed through the air he just occupied. Endarkened took the opening to dash inside it"s guard, slashing his blade across the ribs of the Minotaur before spinning out of the way of an incoming fist. This dance continued for a few minutes of the bear continually trying to swat down the bee: wherever the Minotaur tried to hit, Endark suddenly wasn't there, but there, and his sword would be inflicting another wound before he danced to the next position.

Finally, after about five minutes of this dance of death and dozens upon dozens of cuts being inflicted upon the Minotaur, Endark was finally given the opening he was looking for. The Minotaur, eyes bloodshot with rage, let out a loud bellow and charged straight for Endark, head first. If he timed it right, and was fast enough, his plan should work.

Then again, he would be dead if it didn't so what did it matter?

Endark ran toward the Minotaur, legs pumping to gain speed while trying to accurately gauge the distance between him and the Minotaur. He needed to gain speed, he needed to go faster! His arms pumped furiously, his legs beating against the ground. Thirty meters away from the Minotaur, now twenty meters"

Endark ducked into a slide, feet first, sliding between the legs of the Minotaur as he sailed past harmlessly overhead. Naturally, the Minotaur slowed down unnaturally quick, aiming to turn around and smash the silly demigod. Endark was hoping for that.

Endark used the momentum from his slide to partially pick himself back up from his slide, sent a silent prayer to whatever god watched over stupid stunts, before launching himself backwards into the air, sailing up and over the head of the befuddled monster. Endarkened used the momentum of the leap to flip, righting himself enough to use his free hand to grab one of the Minotaur"s horns, yanking it"s head backwards with him as gravity did the rest of the work: the bull"s head leaned backwards, further still, before the beast finally collapsed downwards onto it"s back. Endark was the first one up, grinning from the success of his maddeningly stupid plan. He stood over the beast, raised his sword, then brought it down. The Minotaur disappeared into golden dust, back to Tartarus for another few hundred years.

It took a few moments to realize that there was some strange noise coming from behind Endark. It took him another few moments to recognize what that noise was: someone was clapping. Endark turned around to see a girl standing behind him, eyeing him with a look of--was that admiration?--while applauding him. Her dark brown hair fell down past her shoulders, and it was braided into a tight ponytail for fighting. Her clothing was studded leather, toughened for fighting yet flexible enough to be as restricting for movement. On her hips were the hilts of two swords--Blade-of-Truth would love her already--and judging from her looks, how she carried herself, her demeanor and posture, she looked like she knew how to use them.

Endark smiled at the applause, dramatically bowing, much like a performer would at the end of his act. "Thank you! Thank you! I"ll be here all week. Sadly, I can"t say the same thing for you, since you"ll be leaving the camp grounds. Now." he threatened, the playful beginning being rudely replaced by the serious threat at the end. The girl looked unfazed, amused even. Endark took the moment of (relative) peace to look around him, and came to the same grim conclusion that he had come to around fifty different times over the course of his fighting: he was well and truly screwed. The small clearing they had been doing most of the fighting in was relatively quiet now: most of the demigods who had fought were either dead, dying, or subdued--they were taking prisoners? How comforting.--and all that was left were the invaders and their monsters. Roughly thirty mortals surrounded him, armed with an array of different weapons, but all keeping their distance. Some of the onlookers were restraining monsters, some cyclops and a few dracanae here and there, so as to not create a disturbance.

"You have a sense of humor. I like it. Most of your demigod friends have already fled deeper into the camp, although that only delays the inevitable. They can"t hide forever, and even if they try, we"ll just tear this camp apart until we've found everyone. Those who resist will die, and those who surrender peacefully will be spared death, although there are many within my ranks who would still like to inflict that fate regardless." she explained, which Endark found a little relieving: evacuation protocols were well underway. It wouldn't be too much longer before they were all out of the camp on the backs of the pegasi. And from the looks of it most of their remaining forces were here, all just watching him. All he had to do was keep them here for as long as possible"

"Okay, that"s a solid plan on your part. Except there"s just one, small problem with your logic." Endark said simply. The girl looked at him sideways, curious as to what he was getting at.

"Okay, I"ll bite. Where is my error?"

Endark grinned. "Because you can"t be looking for my friends while you"re here. Which means all I have to do to save my friends is kill every last one of you. And there"s, what, 30 people here? Maybe 40 if you"re generous? Seems like fair enough odds to me."

The girl laughed. "You do have a sense of humor, now, don"t you?" she mused, an amused smile on her lips. Was it a good thing that Endark was getting a kick out of messing with the people who were probably going to kill him? "No, your ego won"t be deflecting arrows and swords. But any old person can kill the Minotaur. How do we know you can actually take on all of us at the same time?"

Endarkened just shrugs. "You seem to be the one in charge here. And you don"t look like the type to take power because your family is rich. I"ll fight you, and if I win everyone else should know I won"t have the slightest bit of problem going through them."

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2/2/2015 11:31:11 PM
Posted: 1 year ago
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Another laugh from the girl. "Very funny. No, I won"t humor you just yet, although the idea of having someone to actually test myself against sounds like fun. But how do I know you"re the real deal?"

Another shrug from Endark -- man his shoulders were getting a workout. "I"m a son of Ares? I killed your Minotaur? No one"s made a scratch on me and I've cut down half your forces?"

The girl rolled her eyes in his direction -- man he was on a roll! -- before gesturing to a few people who were standing next to her. About five people stepped into the rough circle, all armed with a variety of weaponry: two had swords and shield, one had a lance, one had a knife and the last one had a bow. "All nice to know, but you don"t have to be a son of Ares to do that. These five are my personal bodyguards. If you can get past them, then maybe I"ll consider your offer."

Endarkened eyed the five opponents he now had, studying everything from the weapons they held to the way they held themselves, before shrugging. Piece of cake. "Do I get a shield?"

"Oh, I didn't realize that the big, tough son of Ares needed a shield! From the way you were hyping yourself up I was lead to believe you could rip apart entire armies with only your hands!" the girl joked, signaling the five of them to begin their attack. They nodded and began to slowly surround him, the four of them with weapons forming a circle around Endarkened, with the archer sitting behind, a lane to fire through between two of the fighters.

Endarkened rolled his eyes at the sarcastic remark. "Hey, I was just asking!" he excused before looking to the people surrounding him. It was a good idea on their part; if he tried to go for one of them, the other three could beat up on him from behind. If he didn't go for someone, he"d just be asking for someone to come up from behind him and beat up on him. A classic no-win scenario.

Too bad he was going to win anyway.

Endarkened charged the man wielding the lance, keeping a mental track of the archer on his left. The archer was nocking an arrow onto his bowstring. He spun to the left to avoid the initial spear-thrust, slicing the shaft of the spear to render the weapon useless. The archer was drawing back the bowstring, aiming it at Endarkened. The now-weaponless fighter attempted to take a swing at Endarkened, but Endarkened just grabbed the fist with his free hand, pulling him further off-balance and turning him around, facing away from Endarkened.

Twang!

Thunk!


The arrow impacted the meaty flesh of Endarkened"s new meat-shield, piercing his heart and killing him near instantly. The dagger wielding goon and one of the sword-wielding thugs advanced on him, while the third stayed back to play defense for the archer, who was busy reaching for another arrow.

Endarkened pushed the now-dead human shield into the sword-wielding goon, making him stumble back with the new weight in his arms. By the time he had recovered from the dead body being thrown at him, Endarkened had already impaled his blade into the chest of the dagger wielding goon, having disarmed him and holding the knife in his off-hand. The second swordsman began to advance away from his defensive position, which only made Endarkened smile. He spun around in place, flinging the dagger in his offhand and impaling it in the throat of the archer, who"s bow was drawn and about to fire.

Endarkened rolled forward, grabbing the half of the broken spear that held the spearhead, before coming up in a crouch next to the second swordsman. He impaled the broken spearhead into the thug"s thigh, causing him to drop, giving Endarkened a free avenue to run his blade across the attacker"s throat. Endarkened picked up the dropped sword in his off hand, turning around and spinning his blades in a deadly tornado of Celestial bronze. The defender raised his shield up, trying to block as many of the sword strokes as he could, but he couldn't defend against the relentless assault. Laceration after laceration struck against the defender"s skin, and he finally fell when the blade came across his neck.

Endarkened stood there, in the middle of the mass of the five people he slew before returning his gaze to the girl whose attention he just killed five people to get. He shrugged, leaning down and picking up one of the shields off the ground, strapping it to his off-arm and testing it"s weight experimentally. "Whelp, finally got the shield. Thanks, by the way."

She eyed him experimentally, as if still trying to size him up, before shrugging in return. "Fair enough, you've piqued my interest. Last chance to reconsider though. I play for keeps."

Endarkened grinned, rolling his shoulders and bouncing on the balls of his feet. "Playing for keeps is the only way to play. You wouldn't get scared on me would you?"

She laughed, drawing her twin blades. "You only wish. Get ready."

They both charged each other.

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2/2/2015 11:32:35 PM
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That took forever.

^ understatement of the year, right there.

Anyway, another shout out to Endark for all of his support in going over the chapters with me as I write them and giving me feedback on what I could be doing better, or for his lack of feedback if I'm doing well.
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2/3/2015 6:05:05 PM
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...

You made me get pwned by a child of Aphrodite.

Guess who's dying in the next chapter of Warped.
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2/3/2015 6:15:24 PM
Posted: 1 year ago
At 2/3/2015 6:05:05 PM, RevNge wrote:
...

You made me get pwned by a child of Aphrodite.

Guess who's dying in the next chapter of Warped.

Hey, at least your not 9space :p
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2/3/2015 6:18:46 PM
Posted: 1 year ago
At 2/3/2015 6:15:24 PM, Zaradi wrote:
At 2/3/2015 6:05:05 PM, RevNge wrote:
...

You made me get pwned by a child of Aphrodite.

Guess who's dying in the next chapter of Warped.

Hey, at least your not 9space :p

Anything is better than getting raped by an Aphrodite child.

And this brings back terrible memories for personal reasons. T_T
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2/3/2015 6:19:47 PM
Posted: 1 year ago
At 2/2/2015 11:32:35 PM, Zaradi wrote:
That took forever.

^ understatement of the year, right there.

I haven't updated Warped in two months, lol.
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2/3/2015 9:29:35 PM
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This really was a brilliant episode, Zaradi. Even though I know what happens next (the general idea, anyway). I'm always down for some decent action, and you wrote it really well. Character development can wait. xD
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2/3/2015 10:32:54 PM
Posted: 1 year ago
At 2/3/2015 9:27:43 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
At 2/3/2015 6:15:02 PM, RevNge wrote:
Endark OP as fvck, by the way.

Suck it, Rev.

There's nothing to suck though...
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2/3/2015 10:33:24 PM
Posted: 1 year ago
At 2/3/2015 10:32:54 PM, RevNge wrote:
At 2/3/2015 9:27:43 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
At 2/3/2015 6:15:02 PM, RevNge wrote:
Endark OP as fvck, by the way.

Suck it, Rev.

There's nothing to suck though...

*kills Rev off*
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2/3/2015 10:34:16 PM
Posted: 1 year ago
At 2/3/2015 10:33:24 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
At 2/3/2015 10:32:54 PM, RevNge wrote:
At 2/3/2015 9:27:43 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
At 2/3/2015 6:15:02 PM, RevNge wrote:
Endark OP as fvck, by the way.

Suck it, Rev.

There's nothing to suck though...

*kills Rev off*

*cries like a lil bitch (again)*
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2/3/2015 10:35:21 PM
Posted: 1 year ago
At 2/3/2015 10:34:16 PM, RevNge wrote:
At 2/3/2015 10:33:24 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
At 2/3/2015 10:32:54 PM, RevNge wrote:
At 2/3/2015 9:27:43 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
At 2/3/2015 6:15:02 PM, RevNge wrote:
Endark OP as fvck, by the way.

Suck it, Rev.

There's nothing to suck though...

*kills Rev off*

*cries like a lil bitch (again)*

*feels bad*
*resurrects Rev*
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2/3/2015 10:41:43 PM
Posted: 1 year ago
At 2/3/2015 10:35:21 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
At 2/3/2015 10:34:16 PM, RevNge wrote:
At 2/3/2015 10:33:24 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
At 2/3/2015 10:32:54 PM, RevNge wrote:
At 2/3/2015 9:27:43 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
At 2/3/2015 6:15:02 PM, RevNge wrote:
Endark OP as fvck, by the way.

Suck it, Rev.

There's nothing to suck though...

*kills Rev off*

*cries like a lil bitch (again)*

*feels bad*

I thought that was Cermank though...
*resurrects Rev*

If there's actually a resurrection in this fanfic, I wouldn't know what to say unless it's actually related to Greek mythology. :P
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2/3/2015 10:43:12 PM
Posted: 1 year ago
At 2/3/2015 10:41:43 PM, RevNge wrote:
At 2/3/2015 10:35:21 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
At 2/3/2015 10:34:16 PM, RevNge wrote:
At 2/3/2015 10:33:24 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
At 2/3/2015 10:32:54 PM, RevNge wrote:
At 2/3/2015 9:27:43 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
At 2/3/2015 6:15:02 PM, RevNge wrote:
Endark OP as fvck, by the way.

Suck it, Rev.

There's nothing to suck though...

*kills Rev off*

*cries like a lil bitch (again)*

*feels bad*

I thought that was Cermank though...

But I don't like it when you cry. :-(

*resurrects Rev*

If there's actually a resurrection in this fanfic, I wouldn't know what to say unless it's actually related to Greek mythology. :P

I doubt there's resurrection. In this fanfic, anyway. OUAD...well....
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2/3/2015 10:44:23 PM
Posted: 1 year ago
At 2/3/2015 10:43:12 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
At 2/3/2015 10:41:43 PM, RevNge wrote:
At 2/3/2015 10:35:21 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
At 2/3/2015 10:34:16 PM, RevNge wrote:
At 2/3/2015 10:33:24 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
At 2/3/2015 10:32:54 PM, RevNge wrote:
At 2/3/2015 9:27:43 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
At 2/3/2015 6:15:02 PM, RevNge wrote:
Endark OP as fvck, by the way.

Suck it, Rev.

There's nothing to suck though...

*kills Rev off*

*cries like a lil bitch (again)*

*feels bad*

I thought that was Cermank though...

But I don't like it when you cry. :-(

How sweet. :3
*resurrects Rev*

If there's actually a resurrection in this fanfic, I wouldn't know what to say unless it's actually related to Greek mythology. :P

I doubt there's resurrection. In this fanfic, anyway. OUAD...well....

Dat be some cliche shiz right there.
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2/3/2015 10:45:55 PM
Posted: 1 year ago
At 2/3/2015 10:44:23 PM, RevNge wrote:
At 2/3/2015 10:43:12 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
At 2/3/2015 10:41:43 PM, RevNge wrote:
At 2/3/2015 10:35:21 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
At 2/3/2015 10:34:16 PM, RevNge wrote:
At 2/3/2015 10:33:24 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
At 2/3/2015 10:32:54 PM, RevNge wrote:
At 2/3/2015 9:27:43 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
At 2/3/2015 6:15:02 PM, RevNge wrote:
Endark OP as fvck, by the way.

Suck it, Rev.

There's nothing to suck though...

*kills Rev off*

*cries like a lil bitch (again)*

*feels bad*

I thought that was Cermank though...

But I don't like it when you cry. :-(

How sweet. :3

<3

*resurrects Rev*

If there's actually a resurrection in this fanfic, I wouldn't know what to say unless it's actually related to Greek mythology. :P

I doubt there's resurrection. In this fanfic, anyway. OUAD...well....

Dat be some cliche shiz right there.

Well...you'll see...
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3/3/2015 9:16:07 PM
Posted: 1 year ago
At 2/2/2015 11:32:35 PM, Zaradi wrote:
That took forever.

^ understatement of the year, right there.

Anyway, another shout out to Endark for all of his support in going over the chapters with me as I write them and giving me feedback on what I could be doing better, or for his lack of feedback if I'm doing well.

Have you or are you planning to continue this or not?

If not why? If you have continued it do you mind sending me the links please.
How come when I hit review it sometimes adds my post without me clicking add post?
Does this happen to other people?

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3/3/2015 9:32:06 PM
Posted: 1 year ago
At 3/3/2015 9:16:07 PM, Krieg01 wrote:
At 2/2/2015 11:32:35 PM, Zaradi wrote:
That took forever.

^ understatement of the year, right there.

Anyway, another shout out to Endark for all of his support in going over the chapters with me as I write them and giving me feedback on what I could be doing better, or for his lack of feedback if I'm doing well.

Have you or are you planning to continue this or not?

If not why? If you have continued it do you mind sending me the links please.

I'm still in the process of writing out the next chapter. School has been demanding as of late.
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3/3/2015 9:33:11 PM
Posted: 1 year ago
At 3/3/2015 9:32:06 PM, Zaradi wrote:
At 3/3/2015 9:16:07 PM, Krieg01 wrote:
At 2/2/2015 11:32:35 PM, Zaradi wrote:
That took forever.

^ understatement of the year, right there.

Anyway, another shout out to Endark for all of his support in going over the chapters with me as I write them and giving me feedback on what I could be doing better, or for his lack of feedback if I'm doing well.

Have you or are you planning to continue this or not?

If not why? If you have continued it do you mind sending me the links please.

I'm still in the process of writing out the next chapter. School has been demanding as of late.

Oh, that makes more sense then. I was just wondering why it was taking a little longer than usual for another episode to come out.
How come when I hit review it sometimes adds my post without me clicking add post?
Does this happen to other people?

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3/4/2015 9:57:38 AM
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Hey, do you have a link to the first chapter you can give me?
The Troll Queen.

I'm also the Troll Goddess of Reason. Sacrifices are appreciated but not necessary.

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Go vote on one of my debates. I'm not that smart, so it'll probably be an easy decision.

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3/4/2015 1:03:44 PM
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At 3/4/2015 9:57:38 AM, Jonbonbon wrote:
Hey, do you have a link to the first chapter you can give me?

Bing!

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3/4/2015 6:00:11 PM
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At 3/4/2015 1:03:44 PM, Zaradi wrote:
At 3/4/2015 9:57:38 AM, Jonbonbon wrote:
Hey, do you have a link to the first chapter you can give me?

Bing!

http://www.debate.org...

Thank you!
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"I'm a vivacious sex fiend," SolonKR.

Go vote on one of my debates. I'm not that smart, so it'll probably be an easy decision.

Fite me m9

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