Ananomogamous

by The Psychopath

Samael's betrayal?

The Horseman of the apocalypse, War, walked through the space created by the demon prince Samael. Keeping to his promise pertaining to War bringing the last beating heart of the chosen to him, Samael created a portal that would lead to the tower of souls, the place where the greatest of the chosen, Straga, waited, increasing in power with every soul that he absorbed within the domain of the angel of death.

War's armor was quite impressive indeed. On his head, and what rest on his shoulders, was a large red cowl outlined in golden threading.This cowl remained attached to War by a golden "button" depicting three outer claw slashes. It also stayed attached to his left shoulder by a giant, golden shoulder pad. The only thing that could be seen of the horseman's head was his face and the pupil-less white eyes, and the two lengths of white hair sliding off the sides. Some more red cloth swayed gently over his waist and a strand went over the crotch-plating of his armor. As for the metallic protection itself, the shining gray embodiment of protection engulfed War's whole body. However, the armor protecting his torso was as black as coal and took the shape of his muscles, although the abs were covered by a golden "belt" which resembled an eye. This same belt reached the horseman's legs and the waist-lay area was wrapped by the red cloth.

The leg armor seemed segmented until reaching the knees, of which the armor stayed solid. However, the left knee-plate was round and had three golden "slashes" similar to the button holding the red cowl on War's right shoulder. While the right knee-plate took the shape of a bronze colored skull within a hexagon. This warrior of the apocalypse, perhaps, had many things about him that could be considered frightening if one doesn't dare to look upon the armor. The right gauntlet was as interesting as ever. A"simple" gauntlet with two overlapping "bat wing" motifs on the top of the hand. However, the left was far less pleasant to look at. It was twice, perhaps even thrice, the size of the right. Upon this giant gauntlet was emblazened the seal of war: a furious looking skull wracked by glowing red, yellow, and orange flames. It was within this gauntlet that The Watcher was laying in.

However, one more detail must be spoken of the horseman. His weapon. A giant sword that no mere mortal, or maybe even, no mere angel or demon could wield. Chaoseater, a gigantic blade that thirsts for destruction. The blade's hilt wrapped around by a brown cloth, while the ending finished in a broken circle. The sharp edges of the giant sword, almost the size of it's wielder, looked roughed up and chipped away, but this was an illusion. War may age, but it will never dissappear. The middle part of the blade showed just how scary the Horsemen of the Apocalypse were. Several "screaming" faces lined this edge, and whenever the sword was infused with an empowering item, it would emanate an aura around it. The three main "skull" faces' eyes would always glow whenever this would happen.

Perhaps, and this was a weapon unto itself, was War's personality. Forver loyal to the Council, he would follow orders fervently and never betray them. He would always make sure that the balance between the three kingdoms stay in existence, but an incident tore him of all powers, and caused his death by the giant fist of Straga. War had now been chained by the Watcher, a "Sprite", and both hated eachother quite alot. However, War's constant seriousness, his refusal to ever give-in, and his incomparable bravery made him an irritatable annoyance to demons, while angels had another reason to hate the horseman...

The Watcher, yet, was the one "pulling the strings". The Council, not believing in War's promises to restore the balance, "chained" the horseman to a Sprite. Sprites were strange beings loyal to the council. Very loyal in fact. The one who was now laying within War's gauntlet considered the horseman as "a dog on a leash". This scrawny blackish-blue creature could certainly not defend itself from physical combat.

The being did not have legs. In fact, it moved by expelling some form of dark green mist, a substance which it could turn itself into at will. It's head was a scrawny thing pushing out. While the Watcher had eyes, they were nothing but six turquoise colored slits standing above eachother. He could talk, yet he did not have a mouth. What could be considered "hair" was, in fact, what was a slow moving black-mist that seemed connected to the sprite in a way that, whenever he would move his head, a trail would never form, and the mist wopuls tay attached to his head. The sprite also has two wierd wings on it's back, still as weak and small as he is. His long skinny arms ended in surprisingly big hands with very boney fingers which were almost claw-like in appearance.

The Sprite also wore a portion of a robe that was the same blue-black as it's body, and two chains attached to a simple belt hung from the front to reach the back, bith chains swaying gently on the sides of the Watcher.

The area Wara nd this heathen walked within had a bright orange sky, with black filtering through the lower the sky got. Several stone paths and columns floated within this nether, as if held aloft by some invisible ghost. Whenever the horseman would walk forward and pass a "bridge" path, several stone tiles would seemingly come out of from the emptiness beneath and float in place, formering a perfectly leveled path. The Horseman's metal boots clanked within this vast dimensional pocket, giving some ambience besides the sound of dead wind flowing throughout the area.

Looking straight forward, casually juping and using his shadow wings to hover to the next "bridge" whenever the tiles would not complete, War had to listen to the Watcher's suspicions about the demon prince who had boasted that he was similar to a god in pure power. War was not impressed with that display.

"Hmmm...I suggest you watch yourself Horseman" Watcher lashed out as he looked around the area. "I don't trust that Samael, and, even though I have no care for what should happen to you within this world, I must watch over you nd make sure you keep your end of the deal."

War grunted, his gravelly yet "light" voice responding to the Watcher with a tone indicating little interest in the Sprite's needs:

"It is too late now. This path will take us to the Tower of Souls. And there, I will be able to kill Straga. That lumbering demon will fare no better than his predecessors."
"Do not forgot that he defeated you once." Watcher seemed to take pleasure in the following words:" It would be ashame if something were to happen to you again during your travels through the tower."
"This is not the time for your petty games. Straga will get his judgement, and the Council WILL see that I have not betrayed them."

Watcher squinted his "eyes" and floated in front of War while still floating backwards.

"Watch your tongue, Horseman. Any wrong speakings of the Council and you WILL pay for it."
"Hmph."

Suddenly, voices started to echo throughout the realm. There were several smaller voices, yet one seemed to stand out from the others, and it sounded like the voice of a woman, despite the strange voice.

" Turyu cumas...Turyu cumas... Senseyu optemir...Senseyu optemir...

War and the Watcher started to look around in confusion.

"Where are those voices coming from? Did Samael..." whispered the Watcher.
"No. This is an outside force. It is not the language of the creator, however. I do not know what the voices could be sumoning."

The voice of the woman seemed to echo even louder than that of the others suddenly.

"Turyu cumas...Senseyu Optemir... Kirteh gorandras folmorey faltimot...ANANOMOGAMOUS!

That last word exploded through the dimensional pocket like a shock wave from an explosion, forcing War to shield his face with his giant gauntlet.

"What was that?" he said while eyeing the area.

Almost all at once, the dimension started to collapse. Further proof of this was the fact that the "bridges" and the stones started to crumble, and so did the pillars.

"Samael betrayed us! I KNEW we shouldn't have trusted that damned demon! Quickly War, get to the portal!" Watcher said before dissolving into a greenish mist and seeping back within the horseman's gauntlet.

The horseman looked around with his arms out, intending on finding pieces of the collapsing stones to use as leverage to reach the high portal. Seeing the tiles slowly falling down amongst the bolts of energy beng liberated by the dimensional walls, War jumped on these pieces and jumped higher than he ever could. He reached a piece of colapsing bridge and, hanging on the edge with his giant gauntlet, pushed off it with his feet and did the same for the other pieces of falling bridges and pillars. Unfortunately, it would seem that there weren't anymore bridge pieces left to reach the portal. Was it War's time for a real demise?

No. Not yet. It would seem that a pillar who had just freshly collapsed was still floating somewhat over the abyss below. Using the abyssal chain obtained from Silitha, the spider squeen, War hooked onto the pillar and swung up there, only to fall onto the bridge piece and roll into the portal before it faded away in a bright display of flashing blue "barbed wire".

The next thing the horseman knew, he was lying down upon a dark and humid rocky ground. Not wasting time, the horseman stood up, trying to see through the darkness. The Watcher also came up and seemed distraught at their new location, floating around and occasionally slamming against a rock wall.

"Where are we now? This is not the Tower of Souls. And I can't see anything."

Watcher used his magic to create a bright greenish flame on his hand, illuminating the entire cavern in a flash. Unfortunately, this was the home of a giant green dragon. It immediately opened it's eyes at the sight of the flame. This beast was lying upon a huge pile of gold and jewels. It approached War, who did not move an inch, and roared loudly in his face.

"Who dares enter my cave?" yelled the beast while it snarled smoke.
"A dragon? But they were killed off by man during the Dark Era. What sorcery is this? Is this a trick against the Council?" Watcher said.
"Council? What stupid ideal is that?"

War seemed to have become infuriated, while Watcher floated back in shock.

"You DARE to mock the council?! I will have your head for this, and your soul will be tortured for all eternity!"
"Silence! You two best leave my domain now, or I will roast you on a spit." the dragon said, throwing it's heead forward and spitting out some flames.

War grabbed ahold of his sword's hilt.

"You have two choices, lizard. Tell me where I am, and you will survive this encounter. However, you do not and you will die."
"Such BOASTING! No beast or creature has killed a dragon before."

War started to show his teeth in firy.

"You will not be the first to suceed!"

The dragon took a strike at War, who dodged and took out one of his other weapons, the tremor gauntlet. This gauntlet held the strength of planet Earth, giving enhanced strength to War. While floating in the air for a few short moments, War came crashing down to the ground of what was apparently a cave, and punched the clawed hand of the dragon, causing the roc beneath it to crack, and having the giant monster retract it's hand while screaming in agaony.

"How dare you! DIE!"

It exhaled a massive torrent of flames, which War barely avoided by using the Abyssal Chains again. Hooking onto the roof of the cave, the horseman dropped down onto the beast and grabbed it's wings. He put them between his arms and tugged hard. The huge pieces of flesh tore off in a frightening torrent of red and pain. Now the dragon was furious. It twisted suickly and slammed War into the wall wih a wlaw swipe, then exhaled flames onto this annoying pest. However, fire isn't enough to defeat one who was born through it, and War simply dropped onto the ground, his armor slightly reddened by the flames. Grinning, the horseman used his gauntlet and punched the oversized reptil into the neck, causing to lean over, coughing. The horseman then grabbed the dragon by the head and threw it across the room, slamming it into the walls. The caused the cave to destabilize and have several pieces of the roof to start crumbling in a cloud of brown dust.

War wasn't over yet, he ran back towards the dragon, who was just barely hanging onto the threads of life, and cut the sharp-ended tail of the creature with his sword. The horseman kicked the tail up as he himself, jumped, into the air, then through the tail in an extremely straight, almost javelin-like, procedure. The tail pierced through the neck of the beast and even managed to reach through and go further through the wall. That tail was enough to start having the portion of the cave start to crumble. The Watcher called for his "dog" and led him out of the cave into the wide open. The final entry of this place was forever entrapped within the stones of battle. It was certainly never going to be seen again. The most astonishing thing to occur to both creatures of the other world was what they saw before them.

A massive jungle of a healthy, thick greenery, and several non-demonic birds to boot! The Watcher's "eyes" were wide in disbelief as his arms to hung flaccidly to his sides.

"Where in the nine hells is this place? How did such an area stay like this on Earth after judgement day?"
"This isn't Earth." War said as we walked forward towards the very high edge of the mountain. The sprite moved aside as the horseman moved forward. "I must learn where we are. I must restore the balance to my own world, and this one has nothing for me."
"Fine. As much as I hate to admit it, you know best. I will try and contact the Council in the meantime."

The Watcher returned to the large gauntlet, allowing War a moment of peace to observe this world whi was very much alive and didn't wield the Ashlands in which those massive Ashworms grew in. The Horseman looked down, seeing the insanely high gap from the cliff to the ground, and hopped off with no more expression than that of his usual frowning. War smashed through several trees and slammed into the ground with loud *boom*. Causing a massive crater, as well as a small earthquake. Simply standing up as if nothing happenned, the horseman moved through the forest. He had already met with one of it's denizens, the Timber Wolves. His landing woke theme up.

Lifting an eyebrow in interest, War didn't even bother to take out his sword. The first Timber wolf jumped at him. War simply grabbed the wolf by the maw with his left gauntlet and crushed it with a squeeze. He smirked as he dropped the ball of wood leaking "sap" upon the ground. The other wolves stood back, but the alpha forced them forward. Two more did the same, but at different angles. Using his scythe this time, War slashed through the wolves, cutting them in half before they reached him. The four pieces separated and hit eachother in front and behind the horseman. This one crossed his arms, showing that these little things were no threat to him.

"Do you wish to continue this fight, or am I going to have to kill you in different ways?"

The reamaining wolves fled, their tails between their legs. Uncrossing his arms, the Horseman continued his path through the woods, not turning around after hearing a strange cracking noise.

"Is that it? By Morvis, it looks terrifying." said a changeling, it's green eyes filled with fear.
"Yes. That's it. My queen, we have found it."
"What? Show me."

This tall being was quite frightening. She was completely black, and the base of her legs ended in holed segments. She had fangs in her mouth and her giant murky green eyes were overlapped by her mane which flew down like black seaweed. Even her black horn was crooked. It was not a pretty sight to see. And who could forget those flimsy holed insect wings? She was truly the epitome of her own subjects.

"Yes. Yes. That is it. Hmmm...he smells of power and strength. I could get great energy if I drained him of it all. Mhmhmhmha."
"But, my queen-" said one of the changelings with a worried face.
"Silence!" she "yelled", making sure to not draw the attention of this newly summoned being. The queen stared at her subject who was now cowering in fear." The plan will continue. I will have my revenge, and it will manage that for me."

Comments

[Kablex]

It's here!!

*edit* She is going to be killed so fast that it would make Discord look twice!!

[Diabolic Gnome]

MOTHER FUCKING FUCK YA

[Wankstain]

I sense Chrysalis getting beaten into nothingness...

[supbrony101]

Awesome! Another giant monster dead at the beginning.

[StatusQo]

He is war gona get his horse, Fury? he aint much of a horseman without a horse.

[The Psychopath]

499090 Maybe.

[Bookmaster]

Chrysalis is dead now for suree

[Relevant Heavy Metal]

The Four Horsemen - Metallica

[HIEfan]

Now this is a crossover that holds great promise.

[Tom2rules]

Chrysalis...did that beating you got at the wedding scramble your brains? War has crushed things that could look in your direction and cause you to implode.

Ah, I can smell the burnt corpses already

[Shadowfire117]

War might beat chrysalis into submission and use her as a temporary replacement of Ruin.

[IRISHWULFHOUND]

*slips into the shadows* ill be watching...

[Evowizard25]

Well this won't end well...Please don't kill her off. She has to feed on love, you know.

[Darth Arcaneus]

Wat is this a crossover of?

[Zervziel]

The first three paragraphs do nothing but describe what War looks like and the fourth and fifth describe the Watcher, effectively bringing the very beginning of the story to a screech halt. Try interweaving the description with the story a bit more.

[King Leoric]

855604 darksiders.