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Intro


A note on hell. Hell is an infinitely large place, It has to
house an unlimited amount of beings from many different
dimensions. 

Hell isn’t nearly as evil as it is roomer to be. Infect
many beings prefer hell to heaven, not because they are evil
and love the freedom but, because in heaven there are strict
rules. You can nothing fun in heaven. In heaven you are a
prisoner, you are in hell but at least they have the decency
to tell you. 

Also the only way out of heaven is to become evil. In any
minute way, you can think of sex and be cast into hell.
Heaven demands perfection and will not tolerate otherwise.
Many people ask to whose perfection they demand, they simply
reply with “his”


He walked with a heavy step upon the tainted soil; he walked
with dignity, shoulders raised and head held high. He seemed
like anyone else, if there were anyone else to compare him
to. He had a rugged and scared face, his muscles bulged, he
had shoulder length blond hair that seemed to be going
darker at the roots. 

He was dressed in a white grubby robe. Every now and then
the robe would slip open to reveal a chain mail
undergarment. However this was tightly woven with miniscule
rings. Obviously it was magical as it almost floated and he
walked, It looked light and flimsy but it could deflect even
the strongest of hits as if it were nothing. This was no
ordinary chain mail. The only other visible thing on him was
a belt. It was made of a strange synthetic fibre. In the
middle of it there was a circle of glass that was
illuminated with an eerie blue light from within.  

One difference that would have stood him out from a crowd
are his eyes. One is a deep blue, the other seemed to be lit
from within, as if on fire, the colours constantly
flickering. 

As he walked he heard a wimpier, a faint sound surely
inaudible to anyone, but this person had been living (in the
loosest sense of the word) in hell for a long time. He knew
that even the faintest sound could mean death. He drew into
a familiar stance, defensive but lethal. 

With the lack of any immediate danger he decides to follow
the whimper. There lying in the mud he sees a huddled ball
of rags. He goes to touch it. Immediately it drew back.  

“Don’t worry, I’m not here to hunt you. Who and What
are you?” 

The ball seemed to be listening intently, after a minuet it
began to choke out words in a rasping voice.

“I’ am saint peter the twenty second, I need your
help.”

“Ooh your one of them, You’ve lost your..” but he was
cut short

“I need one…. I need one before I fall into the land
forever”

This seemed to trouble him He stood up. “Where can I find
a…” again he was cut short, but not by the huddled
creature. It was almost as if he had heard another sound.
Like a startled hare he looked up and around. “Ahh, I’ll
trust you’ll be here when I come back”

This time he set off at a run, into a forest of dark rotting
evil trees. He emerged to find a meadow of burning grass. In
the middle were a group of demons. They too were huddled
like the thing in the roadside, but not in a ditch around a
circle. He charged down at them, Shouting for them to get
away from it. 

“HA” one of the dark beasts snorted, it appeared to be
the leader with a bigger mask of gold than the others. All
were clad in a strange pure black armour, all looked muscled
with large weapons strewn around them ranging from a small
knife to a very large double headed axe. “We found it,
It’s our. What are you going to do about it? Kill us?”
upon hearing this the other demons began to laugh on cue.

“Yes, actually I will” at this the demons began to pick
up their weapons

“You? A mere mortal? Bring it on, I always enjoy a light
slaughtering!” 

The man was now within twenty feet of the demon “I
wouldn’t say mortal” as he spoke he poked the circle on
his belt, a small projected display appeared in front of
him, he scrolled along it until he apparently found what he
was looking for. He pull an enormous black sword from the
small display, in fact no it was more than just black it
seemed to suck in the light around it and give of a small
smoke of the same texture. the sword was nearly twice as big
as the warrior himself yet he held it to his side in one
hand. Oozing ease he taunted them to come further. 

The head demon looked entranced by the sword. “Ha, a big
sword doesn’t mean you can beat me!” but he certainly
didn’t sound as sure of himself now. He accepted the
challenge none the less he motioned for his followers to
keep back. “I’ll kill him on my own and take his pretty
sword”

“Or die trying” the demon lunged at the man, with
surprising speed the man stepped aside with a parry to the
demons blow “you’ll need more than strength to win this
fight demon, and you don’t even have that”

With a snarl the demon took a defensive stance before the
warrior “lets see what you can do then!” 

Immediately the warrior took a long swing at the demon. It
only just managed to block before the man was upon him once
again. With a downward slash the man nearly decapitated the
demon. The man looked as if he had his guard down as he
swooped back, the demon took its chance to jab at his heart.
The man just laughed and grabbed the blade he snapped it
easily. Then with one more upward slash sliced the demon in
two. 

“Now are you going to give me that….” again he was cut
short, this time a double headed throwing axe stuck
reverberating in his back. “Now that was dirty” he
screamed

Apparently loosing control at this point the man screamed an
unholy howl, his body began to writhe and wriggle from
within. It seemed like there were worms under his skin to
rip the flesh. Again he screamed bounding forward the man
ripped out the throat of a demon as if by accident. Then his
skin seemed to burst leaving in its wake a towering demon.
Its muscles grew tenfold. It seemed to be made of the same
substance of its blade. It’s hair seemed consumed by the
dark colour of it’s roots. The new beast easily swept
through their ranks leaving time for only one to utter 

“Ooh shit, Its him!”

But it was already over. Panting it visibly shrank and the
skin changed back to its original colour. Searching between
the fresh carcasses he finally found what he was looking
for.

“Damn the basterds used it!” 

Almost as soon as he screamed the words the very sky above
him seemed to open up and spew forth a being of pure white
light. It hit the ground with a flash. 

Shielding his eyes the man whispered “well I never, a new
fallen angel” as soon as the crash was over the immediate
surroundings seemed to change. The meadow was of grass and
the sun and sky like a tranquil midsummer’s day, even with
the sent of sweet flowers on the crisp wind.

The man looked at what he had just picked up. Then back to
the crash site. Seeming to make a decision he put his sword
away and ran over to the fallen angel, as he did he hit the
circle again and appeared to drop the sword into the light.

“I am saint Constantine the third!,” the angel boomed,
“what do you want mortal?”

“You’re the second person to get that wrong today” the
man said rather more calmly than the angel would have liked
“And I want your halo”

“I can never submit it freely! You will slay me before I
readily give it up!” 

“fine” once again the man seemed to scroll through his
projector and once again he seemed to defy the sane by
pulling out a weapon. This one was nothing like the last one
however. It was a samurai’s sword. It had a thin and
deadly blade with an aura of pure white light. This seemed
to be the opposite of the previous sword. 

“I will kill you then” the angel seemed enraged by this,
it pulled out it’s own blade. One made of pure fire, a
holy blade of blue and white flame. For the second time in
five minuets the man fought. This battle was much more
interesting though. The angel was fresh so the effects of
hell hadn’t begun to wear it down yet, it still had much
of its holy energy. But like the demon it had no chance.

The man strode upto the angle with a long swoop from the
side as he approached. The angle blocked it much more
quickly than the demon ever could have. It tried to hit back
with a simple jab, again the man evaded and strode under the
angels guard to punch it squarely in the face. 

The punch sent the angle flying backwards further than it
could have been though possible. Before the angel even
landed the man was above it the angel was defenceless as it
sailed through the air. The man took the opportunity to cut
the angels arm clean off. The angel screamed in pain, yet no
blood was spilt there was just a pure white stub were there
was an arm moments ago.

The angel scrambled up and managed to step aside the
powerful downward slash from the man. The angel took its
chance and returned the punch to the head. The man was
smashed hard to the ground. 

Quickly he rolled, a split second later there was a sword
were there was his head. The man turned and with another
slice chopped off a leg, again a scream and a white stub.
Yet still the angel fought on, it still thought it had the
upper hand being the one on it’s feet. The angel threw all
its weight into a final slash. 

The angel screamed with rage, pain and fear as it sailed
through the air again at him. The man knocked the holy fire
and the angel aside easily. The angel knew it was beaten. It
lay there panting. The man removed the last of it’s limbs,
sneering as it did. 

“NO I beg of you, don’t take it. I’ll give whatever I
can please I need it” 

“Someone else needs it more.” With that the strange man
grabbed and ripped the halo from above the angels head.

“No, kill me now!”

With that the man quickly span back to face the angel, the
turn proved deadly with the blade decapitation it. The man
pulled a strange amulet from around his neck and held it
close to the angel. Soon after something seemed to seep from
the angel into the amulet. It’s sole. The man had trapped
a fresh angels sole in a crystal.

With that the man turned back, he found the strange being
huddled in the road. “here” he said throwing the halo to
the ground in front of the huddle. “enjoy”

The huddle scrabbled around in the dirt finally grasping the
halo he seemed to place it on it’s head. The halo began to
hover just above it’s head. 

The change was instantaneous the being rose up discarding
it’s rags to reveal a naked body beneath. Between the
cracks in the dirt encrusted skin there were bright lights
of white emanating from it’s body. 

“Thank you, mortal” the rejuvenated fallen angel said

“That makes three” 

“Pardon? No matter what is your name kind sir?” 

The man began to walk away but stopped to whisper
“Lucifer” 

The angel reeled back in horror then ran in the opposite
direction screaming for his life. It was like it had seen
the final death. 

“Your welcome” said Lucifer as he turned away,
“Lucifer the third by the way”
Posted: 2005-10-11 12:17:43 UTC

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2005-08-23 14:02:29~*Amo*~
very looooooooong not bad tho

2005-08-23 20:07:15hidden
Yer I know. It's an intro to a story though. OK I wrote it last night, I was tired. I looked at it again a couple of hours ago and have since edited it. Here the new and improved version

2005-08-23 21:22:49hidden
OK, I need charictors! If you want in just post it here. Say what you'd like to be called (whether thats your screen name, real name or a fictional one that you like the sounds of is toatly up to you) and what type of charictor you'd like to be Example: a mage.with and theif a dwarf a elf etc etc what ever! you can give a little history to your charictor if you like aswell. I need charictors! remeber burningdesire needs you!

2005-10-04 21:07:21look how pretty she is when she falls down...
you spelled characters wrong... just thought i'd point that out...

2005-10-04 21:07:29look how pretty she is when she falls down...
you spelled characters wrong... just thought i'd point that out...

2005-10-10 21:34:57hidden
yep. i spelt a lot of things wrong. i have since toatly re-written this story, it needed to flow better. the fights worked well but the space inbetween didn't

2007-01-06 05:49:00sk8t3R gal 4 eva
wow!! this is a long thingamabober!! its good though. i like it. keep writing things like this! its good.