Wicked Thoughts #9: Underestimation

After taking the lives of all the donut scavengers, I floated up and out of the police station. I sniffed the air, turned my head, and sniffed again. The youngling was about two blocks down in his nice little cozy bed, probably thinking about little girls chasing him. There was something else in the air as well. It wasn't so much as a smell, as it was a feeling. I could feel that a malevolent force was coming, and it was coming fast. I had other things to think about though, like how much I yerned for the death of Lysandus. Nobody humiliates me, especially not a goody goody pussy version of myself.

I swam through the feeling in the air which seemed to get thicker, and started to fill me with a suffocating illness. I could see the house of the little twit and my eagerness grew, as well as drool from the desire to kill once again. Suddenly, the ground began shaking and the earth beneath me cracked open. As the crumbling continued, I ignored it and entered the house of the child. He was awakened by the sound of the earthquaking, and saw me instantly. He knew the moment he saw me that he was shit out of luck and gave up. I flew right through him and out through the ceiling, dragging his screaming soul behind me. I ate and watched as the world mutated into some sort of big ball of magma and black rock. I heard Mantellan's deranged laugh in the distance, and I knew instantly what happened. Lysandus, in some sort of effort for extra strength to destroy me, pulled out his gem and dropped it. Fucking dumbass. Mantellan probably then snatched it up quick as shit. Now Lysandus really needed to die, but I would have to deal with Mantellan first.

Plateaus, mountains, and huge flakes of flaming ash shot up from the red glow of liquid fire which now covered the earth. Then I noticed that the flakes weren't even flakes, they were like some sort of huge bird which had been caught on fire, and didn't seem to care. The crashing and rumbling seemed to grow and pulse until finally it melted away like the world below. I heard one more rumble, and then saw a little circle of rock jut out from the lava. I knew what it was even before it fully appeared. It was a stage for battle, and I was to wait for Lysandus there. I floated down to that path and in the distance I could see Lysandus running up, dodging the big flaming birds, and there for a second I thought he would fall off. That wouldn't have been good enough for me though, but he seemed to catch himself just in time. He ran up to where I was and I flew towards him. We fought for a little bit, until some of the birds dropped Dirrinni and Orsidium. I took control of Dirrinni by feeding him some of my souls, but I kept mental strings attached to the souls so that I wouldn't lose any power. I instantly lost interest in this battle once I heard Mantellan laughing. I floated up and saw the door appear on the path. Mantellan walked out followed by Adradiggi, and I could tell that both of their powers had grown dramatically.

Mantellan disappeared and an instant later he was holding Lysandus by the neck. Lysandus passed out as soon as Mantellan touched him, and something told me it wasn't fear that put him to sleep. With a quickness I could barely understand, Mantellan tossed Lysandus backwards into the giant door and into Aspimiria. Dirrinni attempted to shoot him with some sort of lightning attack, but it seemed to pass right through Mantellan, who seemed to now be half transparent. Then Dirrinni was gone, most likely thrown through the door as well, and Orsidium was being held up in the air by an invisible force almost simultaneously. I payed close attention and I could tell the moves Mantellan was making, but barely, even with all the extra strength I had gained.

In less than a split second, Mantellan was right in front of me and without knowing it, I punched him with all my force in the stomach. He staggered back for a moment and then flew towards me again. I disappeared and appeared right next to Adradiggi. I grabbed him by the throat and started to suck out his soul. He put up a great fight, but in the end, I stole all his powers to control the demons of the underworld, as well as his soul itself. I then tossed his useless body into the void below me. Mantellan smiled at me with glee and offered to let me join him in his rule over both worlds. I smiled back and began to walk forward with my hand extended. He reached out for it and I flew towards him with increased speed and slammed my head into his gut. I could tell he fealt my new powers too, because he hunched over and his eyes got big with amazement. He began to get up, probably to say fuck you, and then I kicked him off of the circle into the magma below. Don't ever underestimate an evil son of a bitch.
End of Wicked Thought
Council:
Home-Baggy Brigade Comics-Playt's Plates Flash Game-Lysandus-Evil Lysandus-The Book of Playt-Epochal Transanimation-Eradicated Volition-Playt's Thoughts and Songs-Character Profiles
Cabinet:
Home-Poetry-Dreams-Free Writing-Art-Reviews-Submit
Corner:
Home-Baggy Brigade Sketches-Old Sketches-Pics-Reviews
Contact Me:
E-Mail-Bliss-TerZe Forum-MySpace-AIM:RedPlayt-MSN:silentjuggalo@hotmail.com