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| Topic Started: Oct 26 2011, 02:58 AM (204 Views) | |
| Belial | Oct 26 2011, 02:58 AM Post #1 |
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(( Backround )) Cold was not the word to describe the temperature on the planet Frieza this evening however the sky was clear and now snow was falling. It could be viewed as peaceful for someone who had no idea what lurked on this planet. It was the home of the changelings which was a powerful race that prided itself on its tactical mind and combat prowess that they all shared to some degree. Like any race some were better then others and the strongest would rise to the top to claim power like is common with every race. Tonight however did not see the planets strongest struggling on its surface and thinking about that night sky and lack of snow. It one of the planets half breed doing so and his name was Belial. The demonic changeling had no where else to live but here in the frozen wastes of the planet where he grew stronger and more devoid of emotion with each passing day. Life was constant struggle and never once had he complained before and he would not start now. The snow that always caked the ground was still present as it never actually melted away and thus was always covering the planet with its white layer. Belial had very little to eat and he was feeling exceptionally tired as carried himself through the snow as fast as his tired legs would carry him. It was not very fast and he was more shoveling the snow on the ground with his feet then he was walking. The stars were bright in the sky and provided him with something to look at other then the wide open expanse of snow that was laying before him this very evening. He finally did look up and wondered how his parents were holding up because in truth he never hated them and they did take care of him but he had to go his own way. He did not love his parents for that matter either but he wondered if they were left to suffer the fate of being marked by others for breeding an abomination into the race. It was there problem and did not in any way effect him but it was a random thought that manged to creep into his mind and take it over long enough for him to lose track of time. Before he knew it he suddenly felt as if the air around him was much warmer then it was a moment ago and it caused him to look around. He was standing in the snow still but his toes were on soft green grass and he followed his line of sight along the grass until he was looking directly ahead of him. There was lush green grass in a massive circle around him that had to be about a thousand feet wide. A loan tree stood at the center of it and its branches were devoid of any leaves to cover its gnarled shape. Next to the tree was a pumpkin looking rather plump and ripe. Belial's stomach growled as he approached the pumpkin and his feet felt the air grow warmer with every step he took. The grass was soft beneath his feet and comforted every step he took unlike the harsh snow that compacted under him and made every step hurt. It was a beautiful change of pace and it seemed as if Belial had found a place to stay for awhile and some food for the night. He reached the pumpkin and looked it over for any signs of decay or tainting and once he found none he smiled and ripped a piece off with his hand. He chewed on it and swallowed it rubbing his stomach with a smile and reaching down to grab another piece. As he reached for it he felt a knot form in his stomach he fell to one knee clutching at the ache that was there. He looked around and the light of the planet was fading around him slowly. He was panicking suddenly wondering if he had been hunted down by a special task force and this was all a trick to take him alive. The light continued to fade as the pain in his stomach grew worse and worse. He screamed out as it grew into a fire within his belly and he was writhing in agony on the ground in pain. He felt the pain spreading to his limbs until his whole body felt like it was being set ablaze from the inside. He tasted ash in his mouth and gathering everything he could within himself he screamed out one last time as the lights faded into nothingness. He could feel the pain and see nothing around him but suddenly there was the sound of an explosion and he could see the sky above him once more. The stars were replaced with fireballs that seemed to hover in the sky frozen in place with no where to go. He sat up and held his head for a moment and that was when he noticed that the snow and grass were gone as well. The ground was cracked all over the place and stained with blood. He stood and turned reaching for the pumpkin once more to see if he could spot the source of it all. He turned to look and instead of a pumpkin there was the decomposing head of a child changeling. The piece of 'pumpkin' he had taken was in fact a piece of its forehead above the left eye down to the upper jaw. Maggots were crawling out from the now open cavity and Belial had the compulsion to vomit right there on the spot. Turning to the tree he noticed that it was still shaped the way he had seen it only now it was formed of rearranged body parts gathered from different changelings and creatures found on Frieza. Belial was freaking out as he grabbed his head and fell to his knees. However once he grabbed his head he noticed something that was not there before and his eyes widened with shock. He now had hair on the top of his skull and when he looked down he noticed a tail wrapped around his waist. WC: 1,046 |
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| Belial | Oct 27 2011, 09:54 PM Post #2 |
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He would have freaked out right there had it not been for the shock that gripped him so completely in that moment. He decided that it would be best to find out exactly how in the hell he was going to get out of this situation and all that he could think was to walk off in one direction until he could get some sort of information as to what the hell was going on. The lands were devoid of snow and it seemed life thus far as well which did not help Belial with his cause. He wandered for what felt like hours until finally he came upon a town and he rushed to get to the entrance with the hope of answers and a way out of this nightmare he was trapped in. Upon closer inspection he noticed that along the road for about fifty feet to the entrance there was all manner of changeling children and adults spiked onto posts there bodies left to rot and be picked at by the indigenous life on the planet. Most of them were spiked between there legs and out the back of the neck hanging there lifeless and bloody. This would normally not bother Belial except they were the dominant life force on this planet so he had to wonder exactly what had managed to so utterly destroy them all. Reaching the gate which was covered in blood he pushed it open and stepped inside the town looking around for any survivors and what he found instead was a complete shock. Changelings were half eaten and left in the streets while others remained chained to buildings with there organs spilling out onto the dirt. It was a ghost town where no one seemed to be left alive and the whole thing confused him greatly. The confusion only grew larger when he noticed that mixed in with the changeling bodies were the bodies of saiyan's which eliminated his thought process of a saiyan uprising. He was deep in thought when he heard something move to his right and he quickly turned to see a small shadowy figure standing inside one of the broken buildings and waving him to enter. He was apprehensive at first but headed into the building through the shattered wall and looked around to see exactly who it was that had called him inside. He noticed a small what he could only guess to be a changeling in the corner and he looked at it with wonder before addressing it. "What exactly happened here? I need answers and I need them quickly" The small form moved from the corner and came foreword into the light. It moved to the window and looked outside and then turned to speak to Belial. "They came out of no where mister and they slaughtered everyone. They aren't alive anymore and they are only here for blood." The small changeling started to cry and clutched to a doll that its parents had given it which was stained in blood but not the changelings own. "What are they and where did they come from? Where are your parents? Are there any others left who can fight these things?" The little changeling shook and tears came faster now as it thought about the fate of its parents or at least so Belial figured. Couple the dramatic events with the lose of parental figures and the age of the young child and even Belial could not fault the child for crying. "I don't know what they are or where they came from but they killed my parents when I was hiding under the bed." The little changeling shook and was about to say something else when the window shattered and with unnatural speed the child was torn from the room and out into the street. Belial rushed out of the house and headed for where the child had been taken and what he was froze him there in the street. The child had been torn apart but something and its limbs had gone limp. The intestines were gone as was half of the face leaving the defenseless child unrecognizable for the most part and Belial felt sadness for the first time in his life. It awoke something in him for a brief moment that he had spent a lifetime trying to destroy but to see that small child ripped apart did upset him for a few moments. He covered the body with a piece of cloth he found and now with a new found anger for the menace that plagued this planet he set out to find out what it was. He knew that it was in this town somewhere and it could not have gotten very far just yet or so he hoped. He followed a trail of blood and gore left by this creature until he reached a grate to the underground that was used as a sewage system on the planet. It was open and the trail seemed to end there. He climbed down the ladder until he landed in the rotten muck and grime that made up this foul smelling hole. He looked around and had a very hard time seeing what was in front of him. He concentrated and let his eyes adjust to the minimal light down here before moving foreword. Garbage bobbed up and down in the water as the ripples from his steps shook the water. He tried to move as quietly as he could and proceeded through the tunnels in search of whatever had committed the atrociousness above. Turning a corner he entered a chamber that seemed to be a giant intersection and in the center suspended from chains was Belials very own father. Hooks had been placed through his hands and ribs to suspend him from the ceiling and his eyelids seemed to have been removed to keep him from shutting his eyes. He was dead and hung either was a warning or some sort of ritual but Belial had no time to discover the reason as he noticed that behind the body was a pair of eye looking right at him. It was joined by what had to be at least twenty or thirty more pairs of eyes and they all stared at the changelings growling and groaning as he stood there in fear. WC:1,059 TWC: 2,105 |
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