Dethroned (End of The Darkbringer)

Just a quick note from me, this is told as the original Darkbringers were written, in the p.o.v. of The Darkbringer. In this final Darkbringer story, Aslin confronts Darkbringer and brings his demon reign to an end. Now that I've spoiled the ending, have fun reading it.

THE ViRUS

The doors to my quarters burst open in a flash of light. Turning I see one of my Devil-Guards surrounded in a dark blue aura.

"Guard, I requested no assistance, return to the fight with the human resistance." But he keeps walking. As the demon walks into the light his flesh begins to hiss and smoke, and the blue aura fades from his body. It is then I see who has invaded my private quarters. Aslin, a creation I long thought dead from my elite troops. A human I sought to change, a human that had the will to resist the mental changes, yet could not stop his body from morphing into that of some strange man-beast hybrid. Yet he looked more like my son than any of my other creations.

"You're going to die today." He tells me. He destroys my army, invades my home, and claims that he's come to kill me? Foolish half-blood.

"Is that so? Did you bring any of my other escaped creations with you? No? How then do you plan to "kill" your own father, without the rest of your family?" Taunting him.

"You are not my father. My father was a farmer, you killed them along with everyone else I cared about a long time ago."

"And I thought I killed you too, or at least that my Elites did."

"No such luck." He says and charges at me, the blue aura returning to his body.

I easily sidestep to avoid his attack, and get tripped by the Young demons tail. I did not expect his transformation to go this far after he escaped, without a supply of demon blood.....

"How are you that far along in your changes?! After you escaped there was nothing with the same effects as what we were giving you in that forest!"

"Until you sent your Demonic Elites after me." He spat back

So he figured out what we were giving him, I had underestimated his intelligence. Not waiting for me to finish my thoughts, such a rude halfling, he attacks. This time I'm ready. Grabbing his clawed and deformed hands in one swift catch, and his tail in my other hand, I easily throw the boy into the next room. As I slowly walk through the dust and rubble I'm hit with a blast of heat. Flames erupted from the boys paw-like left hand and he hurled them at me repeatedly.

I don't understand! This was not a standard transformation, demons can't touch fire without it rapidly covering their bodies. We are not born of flames as the humans think we are, our homeland is a desert iceland. Flames ripped apart my wings and right arm, before I could extinguish them. Lying on the ground bleeding out, I look up to see the halflings fanged-smile.

"I thought you'd be harder than a guard. Guess I was wrong."

I want to rip that smile off his face.

"Y'know I probably should be thanking you, without the transformation, I would have never been able to defeat you. But before I kill you, where is the cure. I know you have one, enough for two people."

"You think I'd just tell you? You have all that power and you want to get rid of it, I'm not going to waste it on you!" The nerve of this one!

"No, I'm going to use it on your daughter. She set me free, gave me the strength, told me you had a cure. You're going to die, your army is nothing. Give your one true child a chance at a life when all of this is over."

Looking into his eyes I see he has spoken the truth. Sighing, I rip apart the changed and deformed flesh holding my chest together, and hand him two vials.

"One for each of you. Your reward for besting me and my army, and one to save my daughter."

The boy just smiles, takes them, and heads up the stairs to my daughters chamber. He was right, I'm going to die, but not by his hand. By drinking the vial meant for him, he will return to his original state, mostly. I hear the screams of pain as the changes start. I let out one last victorious laugh, then it all goes black.

The End

well, could've been better.

THE ViRUS

Rebellion (Darkbringer Chronicles)

That demons army destroyed our once great Kingdom. Polluted our waters and animals with their disease, deforming all that eat the meat or drink the water. But we survived. I survived. I watched one of that devils children devour my father and brother as my mother and I ran like the cowards we were. We know not their weakness. They are all different, some strong and slow, others small and speedy. Yet there are others that they keep on chains, and make wear collars. I've seen what happens when they remove those collars and let loose those abominations, and I pray I never have to see it again. My father was the Lord of the land, my brother his heir. I am the last man of royal blood, therefore I must take control of what is left. I must lead my people back to their homes. This small camp, housing less than a hundred heads, is all that is left. With no trained warriors, we have no one to train us in the art of sword fighting. We are forced to teach ourselves, resulting in many injuries and accidental deaths. This is what we are reduced to. My mother went insane the first night. She chose to die rather than live like this, drowning herself in our poisoned waters. I must lead these people on my own now, and I will. We will take back our Kingdom, but first I will send a party to alert other colonies. To beg on their knees for help, like the homeless commoners my mother would shoo away at the market. This is what we are forced to do. This is how my people must live. I will not tolerate weakness in our situation though, and any who oppose me will be punished by my own hand. If these people wish to survive, they will follow. I am Lord now, and I am in control.

The Gladiator

Shame, Shame. For you are to blame.
We're sick of playing your twisted games.
Games of darkness, games of death.
You make us play till we breathe our last breath.
You make us perform, you make us fight.
You make sure we never see the light.
The light that for so long we have been denied.
The light that you knew you could never hide.
Now we're coming for you, and we're coming fast.
You knew that your rule would never last.
Now my army fights yours, hear their swords ring.
And soon from the end of a noose you will swing.
You're on your knees, begging for forgiveness.
You enslaved us and expect us to forgive this?
Now my friend, it is your turn to play.
To fight for your life with lions all day.
Now we rule this city, you can't deny.
That once we begin, you would much rather die.

This is an edited version. I might post another Darkbringer story today, so be sure to check later.

Later Drones.
-The Virus