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Centuries ago, a war caused havoc for every animals;o light and dark fought veginitly. Fighting for the thrown that holds the four main elements: fire, water, earth, and air. Death has struck many civilians…sickness, suffocation, and even wounds from swords and magic. One of the brave warriors named Vaccine Gratohound, served and fought for the light to take lead of the world. His body a shimmering dark blue with hazy blue eyes that stared at the demonic side; silver armor and a purple cape covered a good portion of his body. Sweat dropped from his fur as he sliced through many demonic creatures' heads and bodies. Black blood splattered on his armor and the ground below his feet. Demonic shrieks echoed through the gravel floor; as soon as a demon fell, another took its place. Vaccine groaned. Another member of the army was Shneold; the smartest of the 3 that fought in the war. His fur a mixture of red and white glowed a bright light with the moon in the background. He wield a special light magic that only a select few of the army knew about besides Vaccine and another member named Gravel. Gravel however was more of the brawns of the army. His muscles grew with tension as he punched his way through the darkness of monsters. Another member of the army who’s fur was the color of smoke. Bright yellow eyes shimmered in the moon light as he fought hard to bring light to what was left of this world. But as the 3 men fought for what they believed what was best for the world…the more the darkness sucked the world into pearl.
"Why aren't the creatures decreasing in numbers?!" Vaccine growled.
"There must be a power source located somewhere below us, where the demons are summoned!" Shneold yelled back while fighting off a demon by chopping in two.
"Of course! Why didn't I think about that first! But what kind of source would be creating such havoc, that it would kill half our blood line?" Vaccine questioned before stabbing a demon through the chest.
The demons number later tripled; everyone from the light became confused and angered at how many demons popped out of nowhere. Vaccine couldn't believe at how many have surrounded the last few of the light side. All the men and women who fought in the army quickly perished as the war took years and years of their lives away. The demons grew stronger as the light weakened. Many of them couldn’t figure out where the darkness was coming from or why the demons grew stronger with each fall. The army original number was well over one thousand members…now only three were left of the army that carried a special element with them in their heart. The power of light that only the ones with a true heart can wield it’s magic. However even if there were only three members left, they were still able to create damage to the darkness itself. And their names would always be remembered as: Vaccine Gratohound, Shneold Fival, and Gravel Yanest. The crew grew weary of the demons as they started to produce the only magic that could create havoc…the power known as…True Loves First Kiss. Vaccine, Shneold, and Gravel, stood back to back as they started to chant a special message…the message for the power of light. They looked into each other’s eyes and stood side by side:
"We must fight to protect the light, no one will take us, and only the power of the light should protect our flight." Each of them shouted to the dark side.
Vaccine, Shneold, and Gravel's eyes started turn a glowing white light, as white energy powered their bodies. They held their swords with pride up to the rising moon that quickly glowed brighter and brighter with each second. The swords were tilted to the light, and pure energy entangled their swords before attacking their enemies. They each looked into the eyes of the demons, and smiled. The demons were confused and shrieking in fear. Vaccine, Shneold, and Gravel powered together and ran straight through the mass amount of demonic creatures. The light engulfed the demons and burned their skin. Several demons retreated from the battle…but before they could retreat further a voice was shouted from the distance.
"HALT!!!" came a women’s voice from the darkness.
The demons moved to the side and revealed the leader of all things dark. Her body covered in lightning bolt marks and eyes narrowed to Vaccine, Shneold, and Gravel. Rumors said her magic were so powerful that it can change the purest of hearts to the darkest of hate. Her green eyes glowed angrily as she looked over the three remaining heroes of the light. She slammed her orb staff to the ground and propelled a dark gradient orb from the ground that engulfed Vaccine and his crew among impact.
"So, you are the trouble makers that have been in the way of my rightful thrown!" she yelled.
"We have the right to stop you how ever we chose." Vaccine slammed his fist against the dark gradient orb.
"Oh? And how may you do that. You and your little pests are the only one of your kind standing. I don't see how you three could win. Ahhaah!!" she laughed manically.
"We don't even need to win to stop you!" Gravel yelled.
Shneold nudged Gravel in the shoulder. "Dude…we have lost…there's no way we could win. We are out numbered 3 to 1,000 or even more. We have lost…She and her demonic sons of bitches won…" Shneold started to sob.
"We may have lost the war…but we haven't lost our souls. Take head in that man…" Vaccine lowered his head.
"I'll give you guys an option. I could kill all three of you now…OR I could possess you all into my little minions. It's your choice." She explained.
"Leave Shneold and Gravel out of this. You could take me as your minion. But please spare them. They are the last of our kind…the kind with a pure heart." Vaccine started to sigh.
"DUDE! Don't even think about it. We are bros together to the end. Whatever you chose…we chose together. Go ahead Mistress…do your worst…" Gravel lowered his head.
"As you wish, you will all respect me and serve as my ways of life forever. You will not have souls or even a right to engulf in your own desire. Are you willing to risk it? Death is a much better offer. You won't have to worry about being undead zombies for the rest of your life!" the Mistress tilted her head.
"JUST DO IT YOU BITCH!!!" Shneold hissed.
"Such vile tones m'dear, but as you wish!" as she tapped the orb staff to the ground three times; she started to speak in a low toned voice. "Vic, Vic, Viceal, Oned, Ric, cast these pests into the most dangerous creatures of all! A vile creature with no soul or heart!" as the orb that held Vaccine, Gravel, and Shneold started to smoke.
Smoke surrounded the three, as they started transform and loose what they kept most dear to them. The armor started to fly off the from the three-sum body, larger muscles, and lighter fur started to appear. Sharp claws, dark blazing red, white, and blue eyes, fangs, and horns appeared among their faces and forehead. A deep growl was heard from within the smoke filled orb. The once purest of hearts now turned to darkness. The bravest of heroes now turned to the demonic creatures of hell. They all knew hell was coming but didn’t know when. Vaccine, Gravel, and Shneold looked at each other from head to claw. They both seemed intrigued but yet…horribly heartless. They weren’t sure what to expect now that they each have become their worst nightmares with just a blink of an eye. But they knew…they had a great life full of happiness, love, and joy. Now…they weren’t even sure what life has in store for them now that they’ve become a servant to the evilest of villains. All they knew…it’s going to be the longest millennia. Only time will tell…when they can become pure again…as of now…all they can do…is wait for the new heroes to be reborn again.
The smoke started to disappear, and three beastly creatures of hell appeared. Vaccine looked at his paws and stared back at Mistress. He smiled, showing huge rows of purely white fangs. Gravel looked around him, and Shneold licked his lips.
All three hoped out of the orb, and stared at Mistress.
She grinned, "Welcome my beloved pets, welcome to your new life…a life of hell…and chaos! I hope you enjoy your stay…in my world! Ahahah!" Mistress laughed and Vaccine, Shneold, and Gravel followed with laughter.
The world turned bright red, as the long lost sun propelled backwards and escaped the Earth. Darkness filled the Earth, and with a proud ruler with her three minions accompanied her, there was no way of the Earth ever seeing the light.
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And now…the Earth is propelled in darkness, heroes will not be reborn as long as the Mistress of Darkness has the Earth in her grasp. Everyone who will come to the planet will only be demolished in pure blackness. Everything people knew about Earth…from the four elements to the richest of light. Now in Mistress’s grasp. She’ll do everything in her power to keep the Earth the way she insisted it to be. From that point on the Earth started to crumble and even the bright light of the moon no longer shows. She built her castle of evil with years and years of dedication and blood on their hands. From dark walls that spiked up to the horizon, to windows that were so foggy you couldn’t see from the inside out. Everything inside had a story, a story that many haven’t heard from anyone besides the monsters that lingered the halls.
Mistress seemed pleased with her new fortress. She looked around her throne that laid the rusted out pictures of the remaining four elements of earth. However there was something new to her attire. What many haven’t noticed for years would only take seconds for someone to notice a collar around her neck. The new found piece of jewelry that gave her more than enough power to cast the Earth in the remaining darkness it needs to be. The stone of fire, an orange shard crystal…the crystal of hate, furry, and evil…in which even the new minions that roam around her didn’t even notice till recently when she used the magic to cast fire from her staff. The staff she used long ago to cast evil in the heart of heroes.
As Mistress sat in her pristine throne she called one of her minions into her room.
“VACCINE! I REQUEST A REPORT ON OUR DARK EARTH!” Mistress yelled.
Vaccine crept within her room and crouched down in front of her in a manner of royalty. He looked up to her and asked.
“What is it my master requests?” Vaccine’s voice shriveled.
“I request a report on our home. I request the report to be up to date so I can make sure we do not have any strangers or pests spying on our home of glory.” Mistress glared through her bifocals.
“As you wish…Signa…” Vaccine crept back up to his hind legs and started to walk out before Signa noticed something new on his back. Something she didn’t notice before.
“Vaccine! Come to me right now…I need a word with you…your appearance seems to be different today.” Signa requested as she crept up from her throne.
“Yes my Mistress?” Vaccine turned.
Mistress walked and laid her paw on a piece of bone that seemed to be growing larger on Vaccine’s back. Vaccine’s eyes laid rested towards the grown as he gulped when Signa moved inch by inch on the growing bone structure.
“Yes…Yes…That’s right…Grow…Grow into a beautiful dark structure.” Signa chanted as energy came from her stone that rested on her throat.
Vaccine turned his head slightly and asked.
“What is it thou my Mistress? Something intriguing you…?” Vaccine asked.
Signa walked slowly back and forth from the structure on Vaccine’s back as it grew further and further out. She felt around the bone as she became increasingly intrigued.
“Yes…these wings will do you great justice my pet.” Signa grinned with satisfaction.
“However…these wings won’t let you go anywhere up in the air. I’ll need to create something for you so your wings have structure for that perspective.” Signa walked away from Vaccine.
“What would that be my Mistress?” Vaccine tilted his head.
“You’ll need something to form wing skin on your dead boned wings that are currently coming from your back. However…I know the best material to make such an occasion. However, in the meantime…make sure you do the task I have assigned you today…so be on your way minion!” Signa sat back down on her decaying throne.
“As you wish…” Vaccine bowed and walked off to close the door to her throne room.