//------------------------------// // Lovely Memories: Part 2 // Story: Spike: The Last Draconian // by Maneiac //------------------------------// Lucian         You would think charging headfirst into a swarm of holy soldiers with armaments strong enough to slay and entire army of demons is a bad thing, wouldn’t you? Well, you’d be wrong. You see...I’m not like the fodder demons.         The dry ground underneath me thudded with every greave that hit the ground during my charge. Red and gold-armoured soldiers rushed to meet me. With the sound of a million pots clashing together with a huge amount of velocity behind them, our swords crossed. I should say my shoulder, crossed with an unlucky man’s shield. The momentum of our collision sent him flying like a bullet into the fifty soldiers behind him. I was surrounded, instantly, by men with an incurable desire to see to my demise. Twirling my swallow in a circular pattern one-handedly, I scanned the plethora of armed humans around me. They seemed scared to take the initiative...good. That would make my sudden lunge unexpected. You may not know this, but the body will become slow in reflex time due to anticipation. You’re more likely to respond quicker to something that takes you by surprise. I lunged at the man slowly approaching from behind me, turning in mid air and plunging the bladed end of my swallow into his face. The blade erupted out the back of his close-helmet, a hole the size of a fist gracing his used-to-be fine head. I swung the body like a lumberjack would chop at a tree, sending the body to the left of my current position with enough force to shatter boulders. The limp body weight caused the three guards that got hit with it to fall backwards. They won’t be getting back up. Thinking I had no chance to win if they all rushed me, all the forces of the Holy Order charged me from every side. Fools. Six pikemen thrusted their long-ranged weapons at me , but I avoided the simultaneous attack by jumping into the air at the last possible moment. I chuckled as I heard the familiar sound of steel puncturing flesh. I landed on the crossed pikes below me, squatting down so that my knees were bent to the sides of me. I didn’t stay long, for I then used the crossed pikes as a trampoline, propelling myself from the swarm of soldiers with a powerful spring-jump. When my greaves touched the ground again, I looked back at the dazed and confused army behind me. I just soared a good five hundred yards with that one jump! “I still got it.” I thought smugly as another warcry broke me out of my reverie and alerted me to the charging forces once more. I wasn’t going to be fancy anymore. I was going to make this army scream. I held my swallow out in front of me so the bladed side was pointed at the approaching legion. I inhaled deeply before I thought of the most appropriate attack spell to use at a moment like this. I hunkered down, bending my knees as I felt the magic begin to encompass my weapon. The whole weapon turned a sickly red as orbs of crimson honed in on it from every direction. I was gathering every speck of evil energy into my sword, hoping to at least thin their numbers with my next attack. To be perfectly honest, I wasn’t expecting a lot of soldiers to perish from this one attack. Exhaling sharply, the beam of magic erupted from my weapon. The beam was pitch black with red stripes flowing diagonally through it. The outline of the attack was the same dark- red as the lines inside the beam. I was half expecting the beam to veer off in a random direction or fizzle out before it hit the soldiers, due to my lack of training. I was taken aback, however, as the beam flew straight and true towards the middle of the wall of soldiers. BRRRRRRRRRRRR... Many of the soldiers tried making a run for it. I knew that would be pointless based on the type of spell I had just shot forth. It hit the pikeman leading the group in the chest as it sent him into the heart of the army. I smiled in knowing what was about to happen. BOOOOOOM! The beam imploded as a pillar erected itself from the heart of the army. It towered at least a thousand feet into the gas-enriched air. Then, what I was waiting for happened. The column of magic slowly shrunk and turned circular. It then began dragging soldiers into the magical black hole. This spell: Negarus, is old magic that even the most advanced magic practitioner probably never heard of it. The warriors screamed as they were sucked into the confines of my magically projected deathtrap. I probably got around three-thousand of them before the hole began to stop sucking the soldiers and gas inside of it. Only five-thousand more to go and then I had to handle the White Devil leading them. The magically constructed vacuum closed in on itself with a light *pop*. I laughed as I saw the six pikemen from earlier literally roll, into the black hole before it closed. Because of the pike holding them together and also due to the reason that the pikes were from the same six, they resembled a ferris wheel as the pull from the vortex sucked them in. Sure it was gory, but it was also fun to watch. And to laugh at no less. “How long do you plan on disgracing my warriors, Lucian!?” Light was not thrilled about my theatrics, that’s for sure. What she fails to realize is that I couldn’t care less about her and her warriors. “Fight them for real, or face me now!” As if it would drive her point home and intimidate me, Light smashed her hoof into the ground at the last word she said while snorting. If I was a lesser demon, my armor would have become rusted in a certain area. Too bad I’m not though. As I’ve told the gnat with wings before, my father raised me to counteract everything she could do and to kill her forces of light. There’s no way in the plane of Hell would I ever lose to this...equine! “Shut thy mouth, Horse! I will see to your soldiers however the fuck I feel like! You wouldn’t dare charge into the fray with the intent to kill me, for you would open up the risk of harming your own troops! Stay there and watch as I rip your army a new one!” With that high-in-volume rebuttal I took off towards the still recovering troops with renowned vigor. I’m rebellious in every sense of the word and I don’t like being told what to do. Faust just messed up big time, because I’m going to disgrace these sons-of-bitches like there’s no tomorrow! --- “ISN’T THIS TITILLATING!!?” I yelled in extreme joy at the soldier that was slowly descending down the bladed side of my swallow, coating my gauntlet and weapon with his life essence. I quickly licked the blood off my arm and handle, savoring the taste of the dying guard. I had completely given in to my more, demon, side after my hundredth kill a while earlier. Light’s warriors had become more brazen. I smacked an approaching soldier with the lifeless body, hurtling them both to the right just in time for me to catch a warhammer in my left hand. Crushing the stone as I balled my hand into a fist, I shot it forward and punctured the now defenseless guard’s chest cavity. He screamed in agony as I grabbed four ribs and pulled them out with my magic. Those ribs found comfy homes in the heads of four approaching guards from in front of me. I was surrounded, yet I couldn’t care less. This was a carnival. A carnival of blood and suffering, that I was the Ringleader of!!! “COME GET YOU SOME!!!! AHHHAHAHAHAH!!!!” YES!!! THIS IS WHAT I’VE BEEN CRAVING!!! The three soldiers who had just rushed me with their broadswords were now lying lifeless on the ground without their heads and arms! I could taste their blood in the air, the desperation in their souls! MORE!!! I NEED MORE!!! A bolt of yellow lightning grazed my cheek as I plowed through roughly seven broad swordsmen, decapitating them as I ran towards the line of magicians with staffs aimed at me. Three fireballs and a bolt of lightning struck me in my chest and exploded, enveloping the area around me with black smoke. Everything stopped as they peered into the lingering shroud of darkness around me. That attack barely tickled! BUT THEY WERE GOING TO PAY FOR HITTING ME ANYWAY!!! “Did we get it?” A magician said as he lowered the staff, the sparks from the lightning spell still lingering on the wooden magic conductor. “CHAINS OF CERBERUS!!!” Jet black chains erupted from my back, tipped with nine hooks made of black diamond. I was truly rusty, for I used to summon around fifty of these chains. There were only twenty-five. That’s fucking half, of what I used to put out. Oh well, they’ll still hurt like a motherfucker once they find purchase in those FUCKING MAGICIANS!!! Focusing on the two chains directly to the left and right of me, I had them shoot forward and impale two of the four magicians camped out in front of me. The smoke dissipated as my eyes brightened in feral mirth. I pulled them back to me as they screamed in agony, dangling off the ends of the chains like ragdolls. I brought the other chains towards the suspended dolls and laughed maniacally as I slowly pulled them limb from limb. “FIRST THE ARMS~! THEN THE LEGS~!! AND THEN THEIR FUCKING HEADS~!!!” The two torsos dropped lifelessly to the ground. The soldiers behind me looked on in horror as I turned my head a complete one-hundred-eighty to stare at them, my body still facing away. “Who wants to plaaaaayyyy~!!!” “RETREAT!!! IT’LL KILL US ALL!!!” The men shouted as they ran off, dropping their weapons and stripping their armor in order to increase their speed. It mattered not, for I would kill the remaining five-hundred even if it means that- KRAKOOOOMMM!!!         The lightning caught me from behind as it knocked my head straight and flung me forward. Before I could hit the ground, I used my chains to catch myself moments from impacting the hard surface below me. Using my chains to right my position, I turned around like a spider as I glared angrily at Faust.         “YOU WHORE!!!” I was rewarded with an untraceable hoof to the face as she appeared before me instantly. I was sent flying at least, four-hundred yards before coming to a complete stop via skidding face first along the ground. I shook my head free of debris as I stood up and was instantly face-to-face with Faust’s judging crystal-blue eyes.         “I told you to fight honorably.” She then dashed backwards using magic, elongating the distance between us before I could do anything to her. That’s fucking annoying!!! Spitting out some blood from my mouth, I continued to glare at her. “Now you’ll pay for your insolence, Son of Dark.” She snapped that title of mine in half so hard, I would have thought she was eating sticks. It wasn’t enough to calm me down, let alone frighten me.         I growled darkly before charging at her with all my chains shooting forward. This bitch dies...NOW!!!         ---         Darkness...as far as the eye couldn’t see. I opened my eyes and found myself back in the plane of Suffering. The volcanic eruptions shook the core of my plane as I gazed about the sea of magma in front of me. It was a dream...a dream that ended up being a nightmare due to my father’s intrusion. How I despised...no, hated him for everything he and his whore of a sister have done to me. Stripping me of my acquired magic and possession powers.         Due to the curse they put on me: Bipedal Harmonics, I could only fully possess creatures that walk on two legs naturally. I can only possess creatures that use four legs momentarily, if at all. Of course, there are many factors that apply to a successful possession and what not. Such as the creature’s experience with the supernatural, it’s natural resistance to magic, religion, self-awareness and spiritual fortitude. The list goes on forever, but those were just a few trivial one’s. I can’t stay long in the mortal planes, for I would risk death at the hands of my curse.         In order to gain his precious sister’s trust back, my father had come from nowhere in order to team-up with his only sibling to curse and banish me here. You could only imagine my face as I was beaten to an inch of my life by my own parent. Even Light kept a face of disgust turned towards my spineless dad, who would sooner see me, his demonic offspring, dead than to fight against his only sister. Fucking pathetic shitstain of a paternal figure!!!         A very masculine scream drew my attention to the sea of magma in front of me. My smile widened as I made eye contact with and on-fire Valium.         “Lovely!”  I smiled devilishly as I just thought of a new way to pass the time...ad it invoves a certain burning soul.