《The Chosen: Colossus of Evil》Chapter 2
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He walked alone down the cold stone way forged by those he knew well, his own blood parents. Fire lit to his sides as he past by the dim light from the wax made ages ago, and dim to it’s shine did the crest of his family brightly shine with high resonance of magic upon the gold cape cuffs and cross chain linking them across his darkened chest. His armor was thick black steel but he moved with it, as it was only a cloth covering upon his body. Coming to the only door at the end of the only hallway Colossus said simple stated words, the double oak door barring a magical seal blasted open almost off there hinges stopping the council in session on the other side. Seven sets of eyes beamed at the door’s violent rupture that upped all to their feet, and about to question the sudden intrusion all held a gasp and short silence as they gazed to a sight known to be long defeated.
“My god, you’re alive” said one dressed in wears clearly who lead the others in the room, Colossus grinned “Call me such if you wish, but even they won’t save you now”
“We can sense the power you hold within you, you are not the warlord to whom you reside sight with, Colossus” the head one said again drawing his blade known be Colossus to contain serious magic. Echoes of battle erupted to the walls that moved the council’s sight to wonderment, Colossus’s units had started the fight to the levels above, but this one was only for him.
“Indeed, and this time I will finish what I started, the Crystal Crown Council will not get in my way again”
“Your methods of achieving your udder solution was unjust Colossus, you needed to be stopped” the head of council said back not showing any fear, the rest joined in arming there hands both with blades and spells to their palms and gazing to the room, Colossus drew to his own the dreaded axes from his sides.
“You may have taken my former form but I vow to you the resolve I hold is far greater than even death can reach…but so my mistakes aren’t made twice” Colossus ended did the chamber roar into battle. Standing in force the seven engaged his power striking at him both fast and fierce, the seven were strong, very strong, but with addition to his own blood strength from the countless of souls and powers he had already collected was he not even remotely impressed. Spells and blades bounced away from Colossus’ armor like pebbles to stone, lucky hits lay upon him but even such devastating spells did not slow him down. Nothing was enough to put to rest this giant of terror. As Colossus finished to a slow pace walk upon the badly hurt council leader Colossus placed firmly to the wizard’s chest his heavy metallic greave. Colossus stepped slow crushing the last of his breath as well as the mage’s larynx under his heavy pressed steel. As the mage came to a blood gurgling mouth of an end, the sinister bull looked around to the sticky mess he created, carved like birds and pigs for a feast they lay dismembered on the floor. Grabbing his side and breathing heavily Colossus leans up against the wall and waits for his body to regenerate itself.
“Now only one remains left alive to reap my vengeance from my untimely death I was rewarded for my efforts…the one who ended my life, my executioner” he heated hiding the pain he felt.
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Hearing footsteps of lightweight origin Colossus looks toward the open door, his vision stuck to a woman with fiery red permed hair, earth tone skin complete with intense seductive eyes and a slender nose with narrow formed lips. Her big breasts barely covered by her golden-rimmed red velvet bikini top that held an identical styled piece in the form of a long cover cloth draping from just below her belly, going evenly down her thighs to the tops of her matching red boots to her feet. Her red fingernails as well as her toes complemented in color to her eyelashes and lipstick; and filling the air around her grew the intense scent of cinnamon.
Colossus only could at first stare trying desperately to hold back the drool from his lips at the sight of her delicious look.
“You have chosen a most interesting form, one I must say is quite becoming and very nice on the eyes,” Colossus said not taking his eyes from her heaving breasts.
“Well I am only allowed one form to take so might as well let it have all the extra’s” she replied as she strutted towards him.
“But still as beautiful as you are you’re still late” Colossus said sternly
“Better late than never, besides I did have to run that errand for you remember”
“And do you bear what I seek?” Colossus questioned
“Yes the heart, eye and (shuddering for a moment) brain of the high priest are all here” she said placing the bag to the floor and with magic from her fingertips slid it across the stone floor. The blood based bag left a steamy fresh trail line of blood as it moved towards Colossus and picking it up with it’s contents leaking onto his hands and down his forearms Colossus placed it to a tight grip.
“I’m sorry I have nothing to offer you at the moment until my zealots find the books I need” Colossus says regretful
“Oh it wasn’t all for nothing, I did enjoy feasting on his flock he had as well as the parts of him you didn’t require”
“How delightful that you caught him tending his yard at home” Colossus said smiling at her as she ran her hand along the wall she stopped suddenly and turned to look at him
“Oh I didn’t, he was at church” she smiled, and thinking about it for a second Colossus belts over for a quick laugh and his low tone voice echo’s through out the tower chamber “That’s what I admire about you Sephinroth, you never do a job half asked”
“Well I’ve had nine thousand years to get it right and experienced that the best way is to leave no trace or mess, as well as I find it such a unique indulgence every time I come across it” Sephinroth smiled and with a tight small chuckle..
“Being a Red Dragon of your stature I imagine you have your share of tactics under your …uh belt” concluded Colossus. Checking his side to see if it has fully healed yet his face grows impatient. A laugh squeaks out of Sephinroth when she mutters, “That’s what you get when you try to take the whole council on at once”
Looking up at her, his face grows more intense than usual, walking past her and out the door Colossus says out “A small price for the glory I seek” following him out and down the corridor she snaps “you just remember you side of the bargain on what you owe me or you can get your next high priest party bag yourself”
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Blasting the double iron doors wide open to reveal the zealots, Colossus’ personal aids that were nothing more than fallen souls strapped into servitude, working through bookcase after bookcase of tomes and Librium’s to find what Colossus was looking for. Startled by his entrance does a zealot drop a potion from a shelf, and its concussive blast blows him in to the wall embedding him to misty evaporation of death. Shaking her head Sephinroth shakes her head “Amateurs”
“What have you found” Colossus commanded to a black heavy cloaked figure that keeps a black shade overcasted to the opening, the zealot approaches holding out his misty blue formed hands to show a crystal ball. Glossy glass like in texture and detailed with symbols its insides show a picture of storm clouds, Colossus takes it from him and holds it in his hands, “Is that what I think it is” Sephinroth spat out looking intently at the stone.
“The Orb of Desire, and thanks to the recent eviction notice I gave the last tenants here it is now mine” Colossus stated glazing to its wonder
“And what is that going to be of use to you, everything you ever want you seem to get” Sephinroth stated
“My ravishing red reptilian there are things in this realm that even I need assistance in obtaining” says Colossus, and after his words two other cloaked figures emerge from the isle ways of the bookcases carrying two black tomes each and lay them on the table beside where Colossus stood. Colossus holds the Orb in one hand and touches the first book with the other and in a flash of light the orb glows brightly as it emits a projected like image that covers the whole room, all the zealots stop to gaze on the image of a plane rittled with fire as well as fiery beasts roaming around a pedestal with a single black chest on it. “That’s the elemental plane of fire” Sephinroth says shockingly
“Sometimes I’m truly baffled by the extent of your intelligence you know that” Colossus mocked and lifting her middle finger toward him Sephinroth then observes a hilt extending out of the chest, gasping she steps back “Is that the hilt of the blade I think it is”
“Yes it is, its part of the Azurewrath set” Colossus explained and touching the other books they reveal the air, water and earth realms, Colossus then looked to Sephinroth.
“This is why I need you, I had a feeling that the pieces wouldn’t be on this plane and since I’m -”
“DEAD!” she interrupted holding a sharpened grin
“INCOPORIAL” Colossus quickly corrected as he removed his hand from the book but still holding the orb does the image alter, it revealed to her eyes Colossus strangling the last of the three children Rain and dropping him to the ground dead.
Putting the orb down the image vanishes away and Colossus concluded “I require you to obtain them for me”
“What is so important about those children anyway” she inquired
“From my assault on countless mage towers, libraries and through seers, I’ve been shown this image; of three children born from two champions of my first demise to bring about my finial dissolution from this realm, and incase any of it is true I will not take any chances no matter how pitiful they seem. It is the power that they may posses that scares me and I will not allow such a prophecy to come about”
“So just go and kill them then” Sephinroth concluded
“I can’t find them, I can’t see their souls, and I can’t scrye for them, not even any seer can find out that they exist, they are being hid from me” Colossus says irritated
Starting to laugh Sephinroth replies “You mean to tell me that these tiny children are evading you, the mighty Colossus and vivid terror to the realm; and with all the power you posses you can’t get to them”
“They’re getting help from their clan of course, they could not pull this off on their own” Colossus yelled heated with annoyance
Her smile finally turns to a serious face of thought and looking at the books and the orb she looks up in excitement “Wait a minute since you have full control over dying souls and getting your hands on the sword in conjunction with the three evil essences that goes with them, (she smilingly looks at him) your going to take out the rift barrier that the keepers of faith are guarding-”
“Bringing all the souls from haven down to the neither realm and granting me total control over the celestial powers placing me directly into godhood” Colossus concluded grinning
“But attacking that post if they feel it is weakening will send support, most likely a Solar which I shouldn’t have to remind you is the highest ranking angel they carry” Sephinroth points out
“I’m bloody well aware of that, so I don’t need a history lesson” Colossus bolted
“I will however need additional support and since the sword can resurrect I can create my own help from the past”
“And who do you have in mind” she asks
“Remember what you said about the evil essences” Colossus says with a grin
With a frightened look on her face she states “You can’t it’s too dangerous you can’t bring the prime evils back to life, that’s more stupid then the diabolical insanity you already have planned, (moving toward him) Those evil are the root of all evils and were locked away for good reason, bringing them back to help you won’t work they will just kill you and take haven for themselves, what is to stop them?”
“Orders” Colossus replied “You forget that whoever resurrects them is their master and as powerful as they are, their evil essences are incased inside the swords blade putting them under my control. With that I will slay any barrage of angelic muscle the haven can conjure up and claim the souls as my own”
Hearing a terrible scream outside the tower Colossus face grows with a scared uncertainty “The Grim” Colossus gritted through his teeth with a shudder in his voice
“What is The Grim” Sephinroth asks
“Cloaked skeletons dripping with the venom of agony, their leader’s the shade king and has sent them after me ever since I took the Lazarus tower as my new home, he can’t attack me on his own plain but when I’m here”
“You’re a target, so just give him the tower” concluded Sephinroth
“It’s a sanctuary inside the neither realm so he can’t send me where the other damned souls go you pithy red whore, I need it to live, but the farther I plane travel the stronger my essence is and the faster they find me and even them I can’t defeat.
They would take me down due to their immunity of my powers from me being only a spirit and lock me up with the rest of the eternal damned souls”
“That’s why I need you to get me the shards and hilt of the sword, the elemental planes are too far for me to travel, they will catch me there before I even emerge on the other side”, (interrupting himself he orders his men to take the books and orb back to his tower)
“Colossus I want this tower as well as the eggs of Lalandra or find another partner, I need its laboratory for my work and research to blend her eggs with my blood magic strength,” Sephinroth barks giving him the ultimatum.
“Done” Colossus agrees and teleports away projecting his voice. Listening outside for the screams of the grim, they too disappear with silence in their wake.
Dancing daintily around her new dwelling, she looks around while thinking to her mind.
“We shall see who rules who after my engineered babies are born you slab of beef, they will not just be under my power (putting her hand across her chest) I will be their mother and everyone knows not to mess with someone’s mother” and laughing with an evil intent Sephinroth disappears in a waking stream of flame.
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