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Date Posted: 08:38:16 02/09/02 Sat
Author: Heart of Stone, Lord of Darkness and Noctose
Subject: .:*And all erupted in chaos. *:.
In reply to: Noctose 's message, " ::The End Is Near...Surrender Now Or Forever Burn In Hell::" on 08:35:20 02/09/02 Sat

.:*The Brothers Grimm sprang forth on the God...a two pronged attack beginning. As the Dark Lord worked on distracting the mahogany brute Heart of Stone lept in and attacked....as Noctose turned to fight off one the other would begin an immediate assualt to the most vulnearable areas on the virile's burly frame. Noctose scrambled for relief...if the two beasts kept this up he would be defeated within minutes...thinking quickly the Demon God thrust his powerful hind into the gut of Stone...chestnut brute staggers and with one more kick from the bay falls to the ground. The Dark Lord springs on Noctose...but the momentary relief of only one combatant gives the God time to regroup...Noctose fights savagly against the Dark Lord...with no time to heal his wounds the Reaper is constantly shaking his head...futily trying to clear the blood soaked tresses that obscure his vision. A well aimed strike to the head sends the ebon beast reeling...quickly regaining balance the Dark Lord throws his bulk rear wards rising in the air and striking the Demon God with a blow to his Roman nosed visage. Stone regains his feet and as the Demon God stumbles from the blow delivered by Reaper he moves in to attack. Quick...piercing bites are delivered to neck and barrel...sharp...swift kicks aimed at tender belly. Using his little brother's fighting to his advantage the Dark Lord begins to heal his most serious wound...a cracked rib...but as he loses concentration on the battle Noctose fights back...in a matter of minutes Noctose has Stone engaged in a savage one on one brawl...each stud landing well aimed bites and kicks...but as a God...Noctose quickly gains the upperhand. Knocking Stone onto his back the Demon brute places an onyx nail on the chestnut's throat...placing his weight down heavily...cutting off blood and oxygen flow to the brain. Upon seeing this the Reaper emmits an unearthly cry and charges forward...Stone had blacked out...from both blood loss and lack of oxygen...and seeing that only enraged the Lord even more. Noctose and the Lord of Darkness fought for all their worth...exchanging blow after blow...each one landing a fair share. But the Reaper had more experience in the art of "hand-to-hand" combat then the God. Standing 'pon rear pistons the Dark Lord struck out twice...each blow landing on the mahogany's pate. Noctose crumples to the ground...sturdy legs giving way under savage blows. Ebon beast steps down on Demon God's tender throat...giving him a taste of what his little brother had felt...a Lord couldn't kill another Lord...it was written law in their worlds...but no law stated that a Lord couldn't damn a fellow Lord. *:. It's too late to turn back, the only thing that you can do now is Rest In Peace. .:*A sadistic grin curls velveteen labrums as Noctose struggles for life sustaining oxygen...whites of frightened oculars show boldly as the Demon God looks up at the Dark Lord. *:. Welcome to Hell ...and I am the demon who will lead you into eternal damnation. .:*The Dark Lord disappears along with the Demon God for what appears to be mere moment in time...but when he reappears it is plain to see that a simple journey was not made. Ebon tresses are singed slightly around the edges...velvet pelt is covered in sout and the acrid stench of smoke and brimstone lingers around the Dark Lord. Striding to his still unconscious kin the Reaper and Heart of Stone disappear from sight...they had been victorious...the world was safe...for now. *:.

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