The Ultimate Vampire Resource and Directory

The universe is one hell of a big place,knowing this I take you on a jouney through the cosmos,past black hole,around many large and small suns.finally we head towards anotherwise unremarkable galaxy.arriving in a very small solar system sits a planet barely even noticed by most. This planet holds many wonderous creatures strange and exotic plant life, and oceans that seem to go on forever. In this great place one would assume that life on this floating rock in space would be wonderful for all who occupy the planet.one solitary man sits, face in his hands he sits depressed dreaming of what was,and what will never be. For him this world no longer holds his reason to live, all he has or will ever have has been taken like a thief in the night. i myself have never lost the things he has lost. For most the decisions we make ultimately sets us on our paths we take until we reach the end of our journey. As I said for most, but not for all. Allow me to explain, the universe has rules dictating life death and the very existance of every being there ever was, is and will ever be.above all but the universe there exists the watchers. The watchers are a powerful group of higher evolved entitys, there sole mission is to guide all those who inhabit this universe to there true direction they are meant to follow. Infanite in wisdom, omnipatent in power the universe has only one thing stopping him from being truly a god. he simply lacks compassion for lower life forms, not to mention the fact that he is utterly unaware they even exist. I have had the pleasure of witnessing many races evolve into remarkable entitys, capable of so many amazing abilitys that the universe itself would even be proud. Then of course there are evil warrior races bent on the death and destruction of all who appose them. Them and those like them never actually see the bigger picture, never seeing the potential they have. We as watchers sometimes will give a nudge to races that appear to have potential, a race that may one day surpass us. All in all we mainly try to influince only, however there are those times when even that may not be enough. The balance of good and evil must be maintained at all times, so that neither good or evil over shadows the other. An evil has emerged to tip the balance of the tables to the side of evil. This race I speak of are no mere warrior race, they feel pleasure in times of great pain, they torture for sport, and this is why for the first time in many eons have the watchers decided to step in and do more then just guide. The imbalance I spoke of is do to one certain race, they are known as the scorn a race of shape shifters that steal other races technology in order to overthrow the watchers. In this case they are trying to steal a cure for a deadly virus sweeping across many galaxys. The virus was manufactured by them, but being completely insane with power they no longer worked on inventing a cure. Years after the virus had spread through three galaxys, a cure had been developed.scientists worked long and hard to make a cure. The scientists were unaware that there were beings out there who would do anything to get there hands on the cure.the family who held the cure inside them were convinced that sooner or later someone would come looking for the cure and take it if they could. The government of the planet the family comes from thought it would be best to hide the family, until the entity who wanted it was captured.a lone being set out to follow the family after there departure from there planet.the being would follow the the family to the planet they were to hide. little did the being know that the cure itself was actually in the body of three beings. The three elements are to be extracted one from each being, then mixed. Simply taking a blood sample from one individual doesn’t mean a person has the cure. As for the beings who hold the three elements, there identity has yet to be found. To the matter at hand, I traveled to one small planet in search of the one man who may be able to change this existance into the it’s true form. I walk to the dock where the man is sitting. Mr knight? Yeah, who the hell are you? Im…a friend. A friend huh, you don’t look like any friend I ever had go away. Mr knight im going to make this brief, im in a position to allow you to make a change in your life. Ohhh one of those religeous types, lemme save you the trouble….i don’t want what your selling and don’t need a shoulder to cry on…now go.mr knight please listen, what if I told you that you could once again see your wife and son? My wife and son…what are you talking about..and how do you know my name? I am a being unlike any you have ever seen. I am whats known as a watcher. Hmmm..watcher what the hell do you watch? Everything and everyone mr knight. Ok hotshot this has got to stop, you know my name what are you some sort of stalker? No mr knight I watch, that is we watch all that exists, we help those unable to help themselves. Somehow your wife and son died right under our collective noses, or shall I say they were murdered. Son of a bitch…how the hell do you know this, tell me or your face is going to be properly introduced to my boots. No need to become hostel, all will be explained. As I have said your family was not supposed to die, someone or something has changed the past into the future you now live in.ok watcher I’ll humor you, lets say what your telling me is correct, then what? This situation im in is not supposed to exist? Precisely mr knight, in fact your family are supposed to be alive and well.insanely pissed by what he has heard ,mr knight is about to beat the hell out of the watcher…until..at that very moment the watcher snatches mr knight up flying beyond the clouds into outer space.good god!!! Relax mr knight this was the only way you would believe my words and take them seriously. Flying back to the dock mr knight is still shaken by what just happened. Ok..ok.. I believe you, lets not do that again. Don’t worry mr knight we won’t. so if everything you said is true..then does that mean im going to be able to see my wife and son? His lip quivering,and eyes beginning to tear, mr knight tries to keep his composure. Mr knight you are being given a chance to change your very future. Why, what did I do that makes me worthy of this chance? Worthy mr knight, you are beyond worthy,the future you live in is not the future you were supposed to live in. what is the real future im supposed to be living in? you, your wife and your son are supposed to be living happily as a family, however an evil being has murdered them. You keep saying murder, they died when our house caught fire do to faulty wiring. That is what you were supposed to believe, in all honesty mr night they were murdered for there blood. Uhhh.. ok now im lost. You see, you and your family have key ingredients in your blood that if put together would make a cure for the deadly virus devestating this galaxy. Your family was murdered by a being that thought that all he had to do was to get dna samples from you and your family, in order to make his own cure and sell it to the highest bidder. The person thought you as well were in the house, but you showed up late for dinner and the rest is history. So watcher who is this entity you speak of? He is from a race known as the scorn, a shapeshifter and an all around sick son of a bitch. On this world recently he attempted to take the blood samples he needed.on a night two weeks ago he attempted to do so, but was confronted before he left.a lone scientist was working late and heard noises from another lab. As the scientist went looking for the noise, he ran into bishop still holding the vials. The scientist attemted to stop bishop, there was a struggle, but in the end the scientist lay dead on the ground, and the vials lay broken and useless. Bishop fled escaping into the night. Knowing there may not be anymore vials, he has given up the search for samples, and now plans to get what it is that he needs from the three who carry the cure. He plans to travel to the past to take the three samples, but the only way he can do so is if he takes them while you and your family are together as a group. Trying to hunt you three seperately would take entirely to long. Mr knight will you journey to the past to save your family? Watcher do you really need to ask? Im just making sure your up for it, the changes you make could alter your future in good or bad ways. I will be your guide and help whenever I can, but I cannot make any changes myself. Ok watcher no matter the cost, im in. good mr knight, you look dead on your feet,why not rest and in the morning I will contact you. Till morning mr knight. Yeah…see you tommarow. Mr knight enters his small hovel of an apartment, looks in the fridge to see whats edible. Wow what a selection one beer, a jar of olives that appears to have…one..two..three olives,and last but not least some tasty cuddled milk….mmm..mmm…mmm…now that eaten. To hell with this im going to bed.mr knight nods off and dreams for the first time in a long time.the dream of a man who up until this very moment thought he would never dream again. Ohhh the dreams he had, dreaming of being at the creek with his wife and son. They sat under an oak tree,enjoying a picnic lunch, smiling at one another giving each other the look they all know well. A look simply saying I love you. That night mr knight dreamed many dreams, dreams so breath taking they almost felt real.no matter,it is dreams he see’s now , but if lucky he will see them again and no dream in the universe could ever be better than the moment they find themselves together again. Waking from a much needed sleep mr knight starts to wonder if the events of last night actually happened or if it was just another nightmare. Man what was in that beer? The watcher, and flying into space, did that happen or am I just going nuts? there’s no denying it, that had to be a strange dream…right? Just then, actually mr knight it really did happen. Spinning his head around mr knight yells. Ahhhh a floating head in a bubble!! Mr knight calm yourself, it did happen and you and I did meet last night. Whehhh..and I thought I drank some tainted beer or something. Mr knight have you thought about your mission, and perhaps came up with a solid plan to go by? Well as I see it watcher, if im going to the past im going to need a disguise of some sort. What would you like your disguise to look like mr knight? I was thinking maybe an asian guy, in a position of power giving me more access to higher security places. Maybe a judge, they seem to be able to go just about anywhere without question.so be it mr knight, a judge it is. The watcher waves his hand in front of mr knights face, there you have it. Have what, you just waved your hand in front of me. Turn around and look into the mirror. Well I’ll be, that’s some trick watcher my new persona’s name is mr chan, that’s all I could come up with. That’s fine mr knight. I am also going to implant a false memory in the brains of citizens, making them believe that not only have you lived there for some time, but that they all believe they have known you for years. Ok are you ready mr knight? Yeah I think so, lets do this. The watcher and mr knight travel back to three weeks before his family are killed. Uhhhh.. I think im gonna be sick. It’ll pass, this is three weeks before your son and wife get killed,shortly the entity responsible for there deaths will show in this very spot.he goes by the name bishop. He hides his ship here, shortly after he arrives his future self travels back to this moment in order to stop his past self from killing your family. You must allow his future self to believe his mission to stop the killing of your family by his past self in order for him to leave believing his mission was a success. After there conversation the past murderer gos back to his home to plan a different way of aquiring the blood samples. Your job after that is to become friends with your past self and family, in order to get close enough to them so that you can watch over them,and learn more about the murderer. No matter what happens, do not allow your identity to be found out. Gotcha watcher, I’ll do my best. Farewell mr knight. Goodbye watcher. Ok now all I have to do is meet the family I already know, and keep an eye out for the murderer. Out of nowhere a ship materializes five feet from mr knight, fortunately he was well hidden and was not seen. So this is the place where I’ll find my cure. Seconds later…the future bishop arrives, hello…what the..? who are you? Isn’t it obvious im you, but from the future. Ok crackpot I think it’s time for you to return to the nuthouse. Im not crazy, look at my findings. The past bishop reads on, shocked he looks at his future self. Do you know what this is? Of course I do, I figured it out. Look all you have to do is not kill the family until after you get the three elements. What do you mean? The cure is a bit odd to say the least, when the three elements are extracted you mearly mix them, and viola, however to attempt killing the host before extraction will result in the breakdown of the element itself. Meaning..you kill the host you kill the element killing the cure all together. The cure is simply a parisite, feeding off toxins in our bodies,when the body dies, basically the cure starves to death. After thinking for a moment, the past bishop respondes. I can’t believe it, it was right under my nose, and I never saw it.most wouldn’t see it took me months of research to figure it out. As the past bishop looks up,to his shock his future self is gone. Looking back down at the findings he notices words scribbled at the bottom of the page. It’s written by his future self, by now you must have seen me disappear, changing the past changes the future.after the final sentence is read the letter disappears as well. Hmmm? If I can’t kill them yet, maybe I’ll just have a bit of fun with them. After removing samples of the three elements, that is when I will torture that so called family.bishop leaves the area in search of a quiet place to plot his horrible plans. The future mr knight also prepares himself, he sets up an accidental meeting between the family and himself. In town the knight family shop, for food and other essentials they will need while they hide out on this planet. Hun we should only buy a few things, for all we know the sicko who killed that scientist may have already been caught. Laci that’s wishful thinking, nothing more. Besides we would have been contacted if all was well again. Doug im tired of this, why the hell can’t we just go back to our own planet? You know why, if we go back the being looking for us may not take just our blood, he may also take our very lives. No we have to stay out of site until the monster who killed the scientist is captured. I know this doug, im just not happy being this far from our home. I know, this will all be over soon and we will be back in our own surroundings before you know it. Laci try not to worry to much, I have faith that the killer will be captured soon, allowing us to resume our lives. In the meantime lets try and blend in, you know these people aren’t really all that different from us. There not exactly as advanced, but we do have similaritys. We remarkabley look very much the same, we love and live like them, our language is also the same. Doug do you suppose these people are aware of all the amazing things this universe has to offer, more importantly are they aware of the hordes of evil that also exist? No laci, im sure these primatives are completely unaware of those things, in fact they only seem to be concerned with there dreary day to day lives. Never wondering if there is more out there, apparently they haven’t evolved enough at this point to question what if. The knight family shop and talk still unaware that an unseen evil lurks in the shadows awaiting the opportunity to strike at the family. As days go by the family meets the future mr knight, not knowing his true identity they come to trust him. As an asian judge, the future mr knight has taken the name chan. Not exactly original, it was all he could come up with on short notice. A phone rings at the knight family home…ring!!..ring!! mr knight answers. Hello? Hey mr knight this is judge chan, do you mind if I come over to discuss a matter with you? Sure thing sir, you know your always welcomed here. Ok mr knight I’ll be there shortly, heading to the home of his past self, the future mr knight thinks of a way to explain events that will change everything. Knock…knock..knock..opening the door, well hey there judge chan how has everything been? All is not well mr knight, let me explain…just then mrs knight and d.j. knight come through the door interupting the conversation. Hey judge chan. Hello mrs knight, hello d.j. nice to see you again. Mr knight we will have to finish this another day. Why, I’ll just call you tommarow. No!! I mean I will come over tommarow, this is a matter of the utmost secrecy. We will meet here tommarow. Uhhh ok judge chan see you tommarow. A little confused mr knight goes into the kitchen. Did judge chan leave already? Yeah he did, it was strange though it was as if he couldn’t talk in front of you. Hmm? Well maybe he just has something on his mind, probably nothing. Later the family sit down for dinner,eating and talking about the events of the day. You know, for a different planet these folks are still pretty nice. As primitive as they are, this is still a nice place, not as nice as our home,but nice none the less. In the backround noises are heard, sounding as if someone is creeping outside there house. Hey hun did you hear that, it sounded like….just then a loud crash is heard as men come from all directions. From every window, from all doors the men can be heard breaking through. Once in demands are shouted at the family. Get the hell down on the ground right now!! What is this all about asks mr knight as he is tackled to the ground. Take your damn hands off me exclaims mrs knight. You people are under arrest. Both mr and mrs knight say at the same time, murder?? Shocked the family including young d.j. are carted off to an awaiting police car. Officer do you mind telling us exactly how you came to this conclusion? We have done absolutely nothing wrong, how the hell are you so convinced of our guilt? An officer respondes, our guilt? Im afraid the guilt is all yours mr knight, you see we received a call earlier from a witness who saw you specifically leaving one of the science labs carrying lab equipment and weapons. Maybe you can explain to me why you took those items, more importantly can you tell us why you killed two security guards who attemted to stop you on your way out? Officer I honestly have no idea what your talking about, I have been home most of the day. Really mr knight, then explain why a witness discribed you perfectly, and why this gun with your prints on it just seems to have appeared in your flower garden? You know something, the wife of one of the guards gave birth to a son,now that baby has no father thanks to you. If I weren’t an officer of the law, I’d take my nightstick and split your damn skull you son of a bitch!! I didn’t do a damn thing, im telling you the truth!! Shut your mouth or so help me I’ll come back there and deal with you personally. Mrs knight comments, officer if you believe my husband killed someone, which he clearly is not capable of, why are all three of us going to jail?? What are you three not from around here? Ok I’ll play this game, months ago a bill was voted on, a bill that if passed would sentence not only the convicted of crimes they had commited, but also sentencing the family of the criminal as well. In doing so it was the hope of this nation to once and for all rid the planet of crime. Until now the only crime we had dealt with was petty theft, jay-walking and so on, as I said until now. No matter what people do to make this world a better place, there are always scum like you who would attempt to destroy what we have worked so hard to build. Enough of the story, you folks are going to pay for the utter chaos you have created mr knight. Still confused, and horrified the family can only sit back and watch as the events of there lives come crumbling down around them. Arriving at the police station the family get booked, fingerprinted, and stripsearched. As guilty as you are, you are still entitled to your one phone call, make it quick. Mr knight has only one person in mind to call, judge chan. Ring..ring…hold on I’ll be right there, racing to the phone judge chan picks up the phone. Yeah this is judge chan, can I help you? Judge chan this is mr knight. Mr knight I thought we planned to meet tommarow to discuss things? Uhh.. well unfortunately plans have changed. How so mr knight? Well my wife, son and I are at the police station, we’ve been arrested for murder. Murder? That’s impossible, what I mean to say is there is no way you could ever be capable of such a thing. I haven’t known you for long, but im a great judge of character. Mr knight I’ll be there shortly, but before I get there im going to talk with the district attorney and see if bail can be set,ok? Yeah, and thanks judge chan you’re a good person. Leaving, judge chan travels to the building where the district attorney works. Mr district attorney im judge chan, I’ve come to see if bail can be set for the knight family. Judge chan why so formal, call me rick, and no bail is not granted for the knight family. Why, mr knight hasn’t been found guilty, he hasn’t even been tried yet. I understand that you are close to the knight family, but until they go to trial they are criminals, and will be treated as such. That’s one hell of a heartless thing to say, there son is also with them. That young boy will be utterly terrified, not to mention the fact that he’s going to hear people say his father is a criminal and murderer. He is no such thing, and it will be proven. He is going to make you eat those words, you can count on that. Enraged judge chan leaves and heads for the police station. Back in the d a’s office we see a man with an odd look on his face, a dead and hollow look suggests that the d.a. isn’t who he appears. In fact he is actually bishop, carrying out his plans. Murdering the real d.a. he has put the knight family in a position they have no control of, giving the control to bishop who’s murderous ways will not stop with the d.a.’s death. At the police station the family are told that there is no hope for bail. im sorry there is no way the d.a. is going to allow bail. What does that mean for us judge chan, asks mrs knight? Well the way I see it the d.a. plans on having your family remain in prison until your trial. This is insane how can this be allowed to happen? Im not sure, but I still intend to do what I can to help with this current situation.alright it’s time to go now, escorted to the prison mr knight now realizes that the person after there blood samples has to be involved in this. The journey to the prison is not only a long one, but they are blindfolded so they don’t know exactly where they are so thoughts of escape never enters their minds. Hours later the family finally arrive at the prison. Alright folks, this is the end of the line. The blindfolds come off revealing a prison of massive size, barbed wire, electric fencing, and a lone gunman at the ready. Welcome home convicts,enjoy your stay here. Smiling at the comments just made, the captain of the guards points the family towards an enormous steel door. That way,you heard me get your asses moving. Laci I see this is going to be one hell of a stay. No talking in the ranks dumbasses. Wearing chains on there ankle’s and on there wrists makes walking nearly impposible. I said get your asses moving..now!! we are calm the hell down. Hit in the head with the butt of a shotgun, mr knight falls to the ground bloody.you piece of shit, why the hell did you hit my husband? I told you before keep your god damned mouths shut, or your next lady. Get up slacker!! Mr knight is kicked in the ribs, then ordered to get up. Mr knight complys and starts walking.as they walk they pass the giant steel door, into what appears to be a deserted prison. A person is seen walking up on them, it’s the warden in charge of this prison. Hello knight family im the warden, here you can call me warden smith, any questions? Yeah just one, are you aware that your guards hit me in the head with the butt of there rifle? Come come now,I was told that you resisted, and tried to assault them. Are you stupid or something, your guards beat the hell outta me. Lemme guess, I tried assualting them chained at my feet and wrists? Im sorry warden but don’t tell me that your that damn gullible. Watch your tongue criminal, you’ll do well to remember that. Now come along were going to your new residence. Ohhh goody can we? whispering in mr knights ear one of the guards mentions, I would suggest you keep your mouth shut or I’ll shut it for you when the warden is out of sight. They continue walking until they reach a red door, with words on the door. The words say in life if you don’t learn from your mistakes, your bound to relive them. The warden unlocks the heavy door to reveal a setting that resembles a normal living enviroment.warden this is a bit of a shock, I thought prisons were a small room and nothing more? Yes that was the way it used to be, but now we are implamenting a new way to deal with crime. Through intense counciling we hope to change the way criminals think, we intend to change the way you think mr knight. How I think? I’ll tell you what I think warden, I think this is a big load of bullshit. For starters I never killed a soul, and even if I did do you really think I would be waiting in my house awaiting capture? You people have problems you need to work out. No mr knight you are the one who needs the help, or you wouldn’t be here. Im here because I was set up for murder.mr knight is that what your trying to convince yourself of? Why must your family pay for your illness, it’s obvious you need help.the sooner you admit you have a problem the sooner you can get better. You know what warden, I’ll play your game…for now.very well mr knight, now allow me to show you around. This is the bedroom, a wonderful color scheme don’t you think? This is the bathroom, the kitchen, and finally the livingroom, and as you can plainly see all rooms but the bathroom contain camera’s. we can’t have you folks planning an escape until you mr knight are completely cured of the evil that exists inside your damaged brain. Mrs knight asks, why are there no phones? Well mrs knight, there are no phones, radio’s or tv for a reason. The healing process cannot be tainted by outside forces or distractions. Since there is only your family here in this updated living space, there are four guards and myself. Now back away from the doorway, as it is time to let you folks get to know your surrounding. The door crashes shut, and the family are left with only themselves. Weeks ago we were at home living the high life, now there’s just this situation. Back at the future mr knights place(aka judge chan) we see mr knight looking towards the ceiling. Hey watcher!! Where are you, I could use your help right about now. Materialing in mr knights livingroom, the watcher asks, what can I do for you? Have you been watching whats been going on around here? Yes I have, but as I told you before I cannot interfear to much. What am I supposed to do about my family being put in prison, im not even sure I can help them. The choice is yours mr knight, what you do now will effect your future existance. I need some time to think watcher, there are so many things going through my mind right now, I just need some time that’s all. I understand mr knight, would you like to go where I go when I need to think? Yeah sure, anywere but here. The watcher teleports mr knight to his very own bubble of solitude. Mr knight this is where I go to think, this is where I get inspired. Through his eyes mr knight see’s millions of galaxys, he see’s things most other beings will never see in there lifetime. This bubble protects you from solar radiation, contains infinite air, and most importantly the time you spend in the bubble may seem like you are there for hours or even days, but inside the bubble time doesn’t exist like normal time. Time is much slower than outside the bubble. Spend as much time as needed, you mearly need to call me when your done. Thanks watcher. The watcher disappears as mr knight begins to ponder what has happened, and what may happen if he travels down the wrong road. I know I choose this, but this is a bit more complicated than I thought it would be. What should I do? I mean I have to save them at all cost, but how? It’s true I have a different identity, but will that be enough to get me in the prison to talk to my past family? Since my family hasn’t been here long on the planet, im about the only visitor they would receive.shapeshifters,watchers and me going to the past to save the future, that in itself is still a lot to take in. if there is a way to get a message to them, to warn them of the impending doom about to devour them all together…I got it!! Watcher I think I have a way. Instantly the watcher appears. So what’s the plan? Well I thought if you changed my appearance before,whats stopping you from doing it again? Mr knight what would the benefit be in altering your appearance again? If I took the form of lets say a federal agent I would be permitted to question the family. The warden would have to allow the meeting. Go on mr knight. Then once inside I could give them a message, that’s where you come in again. You said you were extremely powerful, right? Yes that’s correct. Watcher do you have the ability to send a message simply by shaking a persons hand, what I mean is could you allow me to convey a message to my past self, warning him of the danger they are in.yes I think that may be allowed, but the message may seem like a dream sequence, meaning your past self may or may not understand the message’s significance. Im willing to take that chance watcher. Mr knight I must warn you though, implanting memorys is tricky,on one hand it could work out fine and he could get the message, on the other hand the message may drive any normal person insane. That is the reason we don’t use it very often. One last warning mr knight, in sending a message if all goes wrong you as well will go insane. Ummm, wow that’s a bit depressing don’t you think? No not really, the situation is very serious and you should take it as such. Im sorry watcher, im just worried that’s all. It’s understandable considering what your attempting to do. At that moment bishop is planning as well, but what he is planning has nothing to do with helping the knight family. Finally im going to get my hands on the cure,and when I do I will have galaxys on there knee’s begging for the cure. The money and power I can obtain with the cure is limitless, and if any planet won’t pay for the cure, then I’ll sit and watch as they slowly and painfully die…hahahahaha!!! To the matter at hand,I should enter the prison as the warden, a phony phone call will alert the warden that his wife is sick, and that he needs to get home right away. When the warden leaves to check on his wife, I will meet him in the stairwell. I will bleed him,from ear to ear. After he’s gone I will take his place as warden and begin torturing the family at my leasure. Looking exactly like the warden is the benefit of being a shapeshifter. The dimwitted guards won’t suspect a thing, either way it doesn’t matter im going to kill them to…hahahaha!!! With me as the only lifeline the family are as good as dead, and the cure will be all mine.

My friends never let it be said that those small in age are completely unaware of all that surrounds them. For you see, they are more aware than they let on. It is one of those truly imaginative souls who makes me look back with eyes of a child. Remembering what was, thinking to myself of the wonderful things not yet discovered. I look back to see a young little boy, light blonde hair a mess standing in his dinosaur pj’s,he is dj a four year old with very special friends to say the least. Charles the monkey is his constant companion on his little adventures, by that I mean he is a monkey child leash always there for him. Jacob the minnie car stays in dj’s pockets no matter what he wears, finally to complete there merry band of explorers is simon. Now simon as you will see is most important, because he is the first possesion dj was given from his daddy. Dj’s daddy said that he really liked it, what he had liked since his own childhood was a special coin. Larger than a silver dollar, the coin had many symbols on the face,some symbols dj knew, others were a complete mystery. There is a horseshoe, a four leaf clover, and a ladybug. Dj’s daddy said the coin was a good luck coin, and if carried with him at all times would always bring him luck, just like it brought his daddy luck. Truth be told, we all seem to lose our imagination we had as children, and replace it with more adult thoughts. If I think really hard I can see four years old, I can remember back, and see…I see. In a small room warmly lit by a baby blue seashell nitelight, dj wakes from his slumber, greeting another friendly day filled with thoughts of fun and his band of explorers. (yawning) charles.. charles are you awake asks dj? Yes I am dj, and what a dreary day it is. You slept through the rain that started last night. Jacob adds I heard the rain to charles, it was the thunder that scared me. Thunder, the lightning frightens me says simon rolling back and forth on the floor below. Im glad I had you under my pillow last night simon, cause I didn’t hear anything. Daddy was right, you brought me luck and kept me from hearing the scary thunder noises . Dj do you think it will rain all day, because Im scared of the thunder even during the day? I think so jacob, the sky is all gray, and it doesn’t seem to be stopping. Simon tells dj if its raining, then we can’t go out to explore can we? No simon, daddy won’t let me play out in the rain, he said I would catch a cold. Then what do we explore now dj asks charles? I know yells jacob, why don’t we explore the bed under the blankets, that way we can wake up later and the rain will be gone? That’s no fun jacob, we should at least look for something to explore since we can’t go outside says charles. The four sit for a few minutes, puzzled about what to explore. Just then, I’ve got it guys says dj with a smile. We should explore the weather were having, what I mean is we should try to learn about the weather so there is nothing to be afraid of. I don’t know dj, the thunder and lightning are really scary, shouldn’t we explore something else asks jacob? I agree with jacob, we should explore something else, something not so scary says simon with a frown. I know the thunder and lightning can be scary, but I think dj is right, the more we know about the things that scare us the less scary they seem says charles with a confident smile. Dj sits for a few seconds thinking about things then says, ok guys we will take a vote to see what we explore, that seems fair. Charles,simon and jacob all nod in approval of the idea. Dj starts off with his vote. I vote we explore the weather a bit so we can learn more, and not be afraid of the next storm. Charles is next. I agree to, I mean it seems scary at first when I saw my first storm, but after a while it seems less scary. Next is simon. I haven’t seen many storms, but the storm today seems really scary to me, I don’t think I could ever get used to it, but your right dj we have to learn as much as possible so next time won’t be so bad. Last is jacob. I still don’t know guys, I mean I really like exploring and learning new things, but im really REALLY scared of the storms. I vote we hide in bed until the storm goes away. I know your scared jacob, but me, charles and simon will be by your side the whole time, ok? Dj reassures jacob as best he can in the hope that the storm won’t seem so bad. Charles looks at jacob and smiles saying, even though the vote was three to one that we explore, I think I speak for everyone when I say we won’t explore unless your ok with it. A big smile from ear to ear forms on jacobs face convincing him that he isn’t alone in his feelings of being scared, and better than that even when they explore the weather, he knows he has his friends beside him even during the scariest of times. Ok then, lets do it says jacob. With charles on dj’s back and simon and jacob in his pocket, the four friends venture down to the living room which has the best veiw for studying the weather. Dj’s daddy is on the couch watching tv when dj comes downstairs. Well hello son, did the rain wake you, asks dj’s daddy? No I like the rain says dj. Well son you can watch the rain, but no going outside until the rain stops. Dj walks over to the window in the kitchen and finds a good place to sit to watch the rain. Ok guys daddys watching tv in the living room so we have to explore in the kitchen. Out comes simon and jacob,and charles hops off dj’s back. Ewwww!! What is this asks jacob? With a red face dj responds, oppps im sorry jacob I forgot to empty my pockets, here let me help get that gum off your tires. It’s not so bad dj, grape is my favorite says jacob. Suddenly.. KABOOM!! Jacob and simon jump into the pocket in dj’s pants. It’s ok guys it’s just the thunder again, we are inside the lightning stays outside says dj. Daddy said that you first see the lightning, then you hear the thunder, daddy said that it’s a part of nature and as long as were inside we will be fine. Slowly simon and jacob peek outside the pocket, then slowly crawl out. Together the two ask dj, are you sure? Im sure guys, just look at charles he’s not afraid of a little thunder. Uncovering his eyes, charles says of course im not scared of a little lightning..whispering not THAT scared. Dj assures the three that there is nothing to be afraid of. C’mon guys, the plan is to sit here and watch the lightning, then wait to hear the thunder. If we can do that for a while and nothing happens but lights and noises, then we’ll all see that there is nothing to be afraid of, ok? With dj’s confident speech the three agree to wait it out and see if they can handle the loud noises they fear so much. A bolt of lightning lights up the sky brighter then a sunny day ever could, while simon, jacob and charles wait for the the earth shaking rumble of the thunder. KABOOM, BOOM, BOOM!!! Three very loud thunder booms startle the four of them, even dj. Wow that was the loudest I’ve heard today says dj. From the living room dj’s daddy says to dj, man that was loud that even scared me a little. The four friends look at each other, just then jacob says, dj your daddy was a bit afraid, but how can that be he’s a grownup? Simon interrupts saying, yeah dj if your daddy was even a little afraid then why shouldn’t we be afraid to? Dj’s daddy is right, we all have been sitting here watching the weather, hearing the booms, and you know what…were all still ok says charles. Yeah we are aren’t we says jacob and simon. So that means that any future storms won’t be scary anymore, after realizing that storms are not that scary to the group anymore, dj walks into the living room. Daddy? Yes dj. How did the coin bring you good luck? Well son, I had it in my pocket when you were born. Your mommy and I were really worried when you were born, because the doctors said there may be a problem with you. The doctor said something was wrong with your heart, but that in time you would grow out of it. Your mommy and I still worried, I held the coin tight and wished for you to be ok. The luck the coin brought me was you, healthy, happy, and as you are today dj’s daddy says with a smile. So whenever you feel afraid or need luck just hold the coin tight and wish. Dj hugs his daddy and walks away back to the group of explorers. Walking up to simon dj picks him up and hugs him and says thanks. Whats that for dj asks simon? Just because simon that’s all. The four friends head upstairs so dj can change his clothes because it appears the sun has come out and he can play outside now. Charles and jacob look at one another, hey where is our hug? The day gets brighter and the day seems happier as dj plays and never forgets how lucky he is for the three friends he has, he plays waiting for the next time when the four will explore and discover new things together.

Hymywho, Hymywho who and what are Hymywho’s you ask? They are the feeling’s that stay if ever bullied, the sadness you feel if your dog goes to heaven. The lonelyness you feel when your best friend moves or the anger you feel when your punished by daddy. So you see Hymywho’s are all the sad, happy, mad, or glad feelings.The feelings we all feel whether we are young or old, the Hymywho’s exist to let us know how we feel. Not all Hymywho’s should be listened to, these Hymywho’s are the worst bad feelings we don’t like to feel. The bad Hymywho’s are troublemakers indeed, the very angry, the hateful, the jealous and the sadness are what these bad Hymywho’s are all about. Monday night around 9:30 pm it’s time for five year old little douglas to go to bed, he soon tells his daddy his bad dreams. ..and they all lived happily ever after THE END. Daddy can I tell you something? Sure can son. Daddy I had dreams, bad dreams and I get scared and don’t know what to do after the dreams. Scary dreams you say? Uhh huh. Well you are about the age I was when my daddy told me of the Hymywho’s. Hymywho huh? Not Hymywho huh, just plain old Hymywho’s. Hymywho who? Hey douglas are you sure your not part hoot owl(daddy said with a smile) DADDY!! Ok ok douglas. Hymywho’s douglas are the feelings we all feel whether they be good or bad. Hymywho red are the scary feelings we feel during bad dreams, or the fear of doing new things or worse dealing with a bully. Hymywho blue are the sad and lonely feelings. Hymywho green are the happy and the glad feelings like birthdays or christmas. Hymywho yellows of coarse are happier than happy, and gladder than glad. Yellows are bigger brothers to the green Hymywho’s, the only other brothers are the bad Hymywho’s, black and grey. Black Hymywho are the mad feelings, Grey is the jealous feeling you feel when someone has more than you. Douglas I believe that you have a red Hymywho who has paid you a visit. Bad dreams, dark places, sounds at night are all up his alley. So what do I do daddy, if I know who it is and that there being bad? Well when I was about your age mean old red Hymywho paid me a visit, and that was when I ran into my first bully. I was really scared when it happened, since I never had a bully before. What did you do daddy? When the school day was over the bully and I met face to face, and you know what? What daddy? I found out that when I stood up to my fear, like being afraid of a bully that there was no longer any reasons to be afraid. Daddy im afraid of the dark and the noises and bad dreams. That’s just the point, when you feel scared, and the red Hymywho tries to keep you afraid you just stand up to that mean old Hymywho. Before the bully met me outside, I took my daddys advice and repeated what he told me. Hymywho Hymywho you can’t scare me, Hymywho Hymywho you won’t scare me, Hymywho Hymywho im not scared. Then what happened daddy? Like I said, I stood up to my fear and never feared bullys again. (after a kiss and a hug daddy leaves me to my Hymywho. Creak of the floor-my eyes open wide, rustle of leaves-my jaw hits the floor. My eyes playing tricks and making shadows scary, just then I started under my breath at first…hymywho hymywho you can’t scare me, just a bit louder, hymywho hymywho you won’t scare me, then speaking not scared HYMYWHO HYMYWHO IM NOT SCARED!! Just then I didn’t feel scared anymore, and I wouldn’t allow scaryness into my room anymore. So if you ever feel scared and you don’t know what to do,believe what you say and repeat after me,Hymywho Hymywho, you can’t scare me, Hymywho Hymywho you won’t scare me, Hymywho Hymywho im not scared. After saying those words and believing what you have said,you will fall fast to sleep safe in your bed. The end……

To those who have fallen by my hand indeed know my name. Either way, I think it’s not the name an individual is given that is all that important, but the absolute carnage and horror that individual can bestow upon the universe. Ask yourself this, is it worse to kill a person, or to wish you had? I have only begun to kill and maim the countless millions upon millions on my list, and what of death you ask? Well allow me to put it this way, death is a horse with blinders on he takes souls predestined to die, not seeing or caring to change those things going on around him, I on the other hand take who I please, which pisses death off. You know what, I really don’t give a damn about death or his rules he has to follow. Besides that bag of bones can’t ever come for me since you can’t take a soul from one who has never had one in the first place. As a human I killed those that the mob considered traiters and turncoats, which is why I landed in the abbyse to begin with. Later the powers that be made me a demon, since they saw the potential in me. I had the job of turning those who would have embraced there darker side eventually. I even managed to turn those who were pure of heart. In doing so I was given the great honor of becoming a souleater, a being who’s very nature was to devour countless souls for the dark lords. My power was almost limitless, and my appetite would grow with every soul I had taken. I played my part in the universe as far as life and death was considered. Strangely it isn’t me that is the cause for life and death being so complicated, there are two brothers that hate one another and would do anything to see the other dead. You may have heard of them, God and Satan. Surprised? Don’t be, people who see beings of emmence power seem to always look at them as gods of sort, when in fact they are nothing but two argueing petty brothers. One more jealouse than the other, the two have battled for eons, almost impossible to destroy the two have involved other beings and have been the cause of many races downfall. As petty as the two are, they for some reason have a following among pathetic little races willing to believe in anything. Those races yearn to believe the fairytale myth that one day they will sit up in this so called heaven with there lord and savior, or be stricken to the bowels of hell. If they only knew that they were worshiping beings not even worthy of a second glance that would probably bring down there little worlds, devestating them and there beliefs. Ha ha ha!! Anyways I’ve almost picked the flesh clean from this planets bones, it’s about time I move on to yet another screaming horde of beings not long for this universe. For beings such as myself and those like me, time is an illusion in that thousands of years could pass us and not change us. Weaker beings are born and die in a blink of an eye. Living short lives maybe a hundred years or so, then passing away. How pathetic those beings are. I myself have been here longer than most beings, societys and even a handfull of solar systems. In my extremely long existance I would see many rise and fall, from kings and dictators to super hero’s and mortal man. This universe would also give way to many forms of evil, demons, warlocks and evil gods. Of all I have killed many creatures with emmence powers, and those so weak that they should not have even been created. I now fly slowly upwords looking down on the total chaos I’ve created, wonderful isn’t it?? Ha ha ha to the abbsye with all of em. Only a short time ago this planet was the kinda place you’d see on a postcard, look at it now the distruction is so glorious, the blood flows as far as the eye can see. Not even one damn spark of life left, now that’s the sign that a person takes his work serious, ha ha ha!! As I begin thinking back to the things this society spoke about before I desecrated this floating turd in space, I honestly ask myself this…was this really necessary? What the hell do you think idiot, of course it was necessary these people were mutilated for a very good reason, one-it was fun as hell, and two- I was hungry..enough said. Back to matters at hand, I travel to a galaxy that im told might be some challenge for me. Damn it not another flashback, I saw many deaths I saw an associate of mine torture someone in a most inhumane way. Not that I was bothered by it, it was because the manner of torture was taken from my very own methods. As the poor soul lay screaming in agony, the skin from his body was slowly pealed from the muscle and bone.it was sort of like pealing an orange, except the orange never screamed like that before..ha ha ha. As the flesh was pealed asunder, the guy actually pleaded for his life as if that would have helped. Instead of helping it pissed my associate off, that led the victim to his quicker demise by way of his organs being sucked dry. I guess no matter what the guy did he was still destined to become a snack. Enough of this god damned flashback, ohhh whats the reason for the involuntary flashbacks? Becoming what I am comes with a price I assume, given the ability to kill when and how I choose means I also on occasion have flashbacks on the multitudes I’ve butchered. I can only guess that the powers that be made these flashbacks possible. I also cannot be killed by conventional methods, which means I will never see the end of existance by the hands of inferior creatures that others will, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Ahhh the planet at last, this garbage was taking to damn long, it’s the wait in between kills that makes it all worth doing. This place looks much like any other place, peaceful, pretty, smelling of flowers and honeysuckles. Blue skys as far as the eye can see, green grass and a cool slight breeze….MAN this place is so stinking dead !! Another worthless bunch of throw aways that shouldn’t have lived this long, no worries though they will all fall under my hand. (Landing in the village square the undead monster of the abyss visually takes in everything before him. For lack of better words the beast that stands before the unsuspecting town folk is sometimes known as a souleater. This creature’s job it’s very existance is to gather souls for it’s masters of evil.) The towns people are stunned at the very sight of such a horrible beast, standing ten foot tall being thousands of pounds and his skin color being of a mix of black and red is horrifying enough. The beast has black soulless eyes a multitude of horns on his head and claws eight inches in length. Two village men approach the beast in hopes of starting a friendly dialog. You there your not from around here? In his head the souleater thinks, no kidding genious. Speakup now friend, we won’t hurt you we just wanted to greet a new face to our little village. We have never seen a creature of your kind ever, would you be so kind as to tell us who or what you are? Silence is all that is heard as the souleater stands glaring at the villagers. A brave yet stupid man steps forwards, and utters what will soon be his last words ever spoken. You there beast! You have been asked a question, you will do well to answer!! With an evil grin the souleater pulls back his enormous right arm then proceeds to give his answer, slashing the villager closest to him, blood drips as the unfortunate victim stands on the only remaining leg left. The crowd gathers in horror and disbelief. Kill the unholy beast of hell,he has mutilated Jacob Myers!! Come on you sorry bastards, what makes you think you pathetic creatures could ever stop me? The power of the lord compels you, the power of the lord compels you, begone demon yells yet another stupid villager. With just a flip of the wrist I snap his neck in three places. So even after that display of violence these sorry cretins still band together thinking they can stop me, under my breathe I laugh just a bit knowing the end result will bring death to every last one of these worthless beings. Ok then you wanna do this, it’s on!! I pull my sixty inch death blade known as the holy blade of the abbyse, usually reserved for better prey, but these fuckers need to be taught a lesson. Slashing and slicing, chopping and hacking, I even manage to grab a fallen body part before it hits the ground. Beating these idiots with there own arms and legs is a bit redundent but after doing so it gave me a quick lunch to woof down as I continued mutilating there entire village. One after another they come, surely they know the fate that awaits them, it doesn’t matter though this is what I love so I hack and kill till my arms are knumb. An absolute ocean of bodys streatches as far as the eye can see as I marvel at my handy work. God I love this shit, I mean love as in the brutal killings, the last breath taken away by my hand, watching as there facial expressions change from confidence to utter terror knowing there not long for this world. Strangly I wasn’t even going to kill everyone, only a few to quiet the hunger, but they had to fight back. Why couldn’t they just run in fear like most others? Walking among the tattered and torn bodys gives you something to think about you know? I think why didn’t I ever do this eons ago, but no matter I have eternity to kill as I see fit. Eating my weight in flesh I gather some last remaining morsels to carry with me in the event I get the hunger again. Why would any god real or made up create such worthless beings, who’s only purpose in there meaningless lives is to feed my kind? Flesh and bones are just a small part of what I take, I strip the bodys of anything that may be valuable, silver or gold, weapons you name it I’ll take it. After taking all I wish, I burn every last thing in sight to further desicrate what once was. This stinking planet is done, I’ve raped it of all it is or ever will be. Flying off to find other prospects I once again have a fucken flashback,only this one I don’t remember doing, it’s as if someone drilled a hole in my head and shoved in memorys I’ve never experienced. Billions of light years away, a small planet, people I sort of recognize, faces burned into my brain, why the hell do they stare through me? Now a man sits in front of me, a sad man, a man who see’s me for something I was, not who I am now. It’s gone, god damned flashbacks, someone put these little messages in my head for some stupid reason, hoping I would learn something? I don’t even care anymore, I just want to kill, I want to kill them all every last fucken one of them..ha ha ha!! The souls eaten brings me unlimited power, power to murder the entire universe if need be. Millions have tried in vein to stop me, brigades of soldiers, fleets of heavily armored ships, even down to the jungle dwellers living deep in the forest attempting to stop me with spears. What none could understand is that it’s nothing personal it’s just buisness, I supply certain entitys with souls and for this im paid well, I’ve been called a criminal, so what I provide a service and in return I get plenty back as a reward, or at least I did until some ignorant fool thought he could stiff me after taking care of certain people for him. That’s why im here, I am going to kill my way to this person until I reach them. They have many allies and supporters, yet there allies lack one key ingredient, they die I don’t. from galaxy to galaxy I will murder my way in the direction of the guilty, until I am face to face then the fun will begin. All this shit started when I unknowingly made a deal with those beings no smart creature would ever involve themselves with, like I said no SMART creature. A long time ago I was only a mear demon killing on order those who would deserve such a fate. As imagined my strings were being pulled by other more powerful forces, mine was not to question, but to punish those deserving of there horrible ends. As time passed through the ages I became stronger, deadlier, capable of unspeakable acts that put me in a position to obtain even more unheard of power. In the deepest darkest bowels the powers that be thought it was time to unleash a new horror on the universe. Given power unimaginable to mere demons my power in time would become absolute, even the gods themselves would fear what hate and determination has created. With this new evil bestowed upon me I was set to destroy more than just the countless multitudes deserving of my gift of death, omnipotent as I had become I would never make the mistake the gods themselves had made. On there throwns of power they would sit never looking beneath them to notice the weak becoming stronger, clawing there way upwords reaching towards the heavens in the attemt to dethrown the gods that had created them. Gods never concern themselves with the petty matters of the undead hordes slithering ever closer, nor do they think that my kind will ever one day challenge them for supremacy over all that is or ever will be, but wait soon they will see…soon. I say gods, but in reality the gods themselves are only gods in there own minds. Being extreamly powerful doesn’t make someone a god, yet to them they are gods to any creature willing to believe and follow them. For now my journey will take me beyond a solar system, I must travel to the very ends of the universe itself in order to collect the souls needed to appease the lords who gave me this power. I pass planets not yet touched by me, virgin territory if you will. I have such wonderful plans for the unsuspecting millions of souls I have yet to devour, ohhh the blood soaked beauty of a dead bloated rotting body seconds before I suck the very life left, the thrill is unimaginable. Bearing down on a planet that appears lifeless, I land looking in excitement at what new horrors I may unleash on this planet, the suspence of seeing what creatures I will murder almost completely overwelms me. I think I will use my bare hands to render any of this planets creatures dead, I lick my death blade clean of old drying blood from past mutilations. In the distance I see what appears to be a heavily armored knight, at the very sight of me he orders his troops to attack the foul creature as he calls me. Begone beast or you will surely die by my steel!! Why the hell do they always sound so melodramatic? In seconds fifty of his knights surround me, with an over confident way about him he assumes he has all he needs to vanquish me. Prepare to be sent back to the very pits of hell you crawled from beast!! Im in a good mood so I play along as if I fear these metal clad warriors. Naaaaa to hell with this shit. I tear the lungs from this prick, eating his organs in front of his own men forces them to charge, axes and swords drawn they slash at me. Bloody gashes give way to gallons of my own blood, giving the soldiers a false sence of security. I turn to catch a battle axe to the forehead. The battle pauses as I reach up to there amazement and dislodge the blade from my head, still gushing I smile one small evil smile letting them know that they are seconds from death. I use there own battle axes to chop there bodys to bite size pieces, half run away from battle after seeing the flesh flying. Those stupid enough to have stayed become a hearty meal for yours truly. Interrupted from my earned meal I turn to hear the leaves rustling from nearby trees. Being evil I smell a lesser evil quietly moving on my position, a demon?..noo, a vampire?..not likely, ohhhh, a ghost. I stand facing the entitys direction as it materealizes two feet away. Souleater I have been sent by your masters to observe your progress, I order you souleater to report your progress!! Smiling at this pathetic ghostly image I grab his head, looking in his horrified eyes he mutters, how is this possible? I am above you lowly garbage, your kind has no authority to order no soul other then the walking dead. I would suggest you not cross me again. Instead of going away this bastard summons a small group of zombies to dispatch me. Teach this disrespectful slave a lesson of respect he won’t soon forget. I walk into the group of dead flesh monkeys and annihilate the first five before one bites my arm. Unfortunatly for him his teeth snap off immidiately since my skin is tougher than a rhino’s ass. In turn I tear his head off eating it along with his torso. The ghost fades away fast after seeing what I had done to his army of the dead. Since that is done with I head to the castle in the direction the cowardly soldiers ran to, to myself I start to wonder why I wasn’t made aware of there little arrand boy they sent. Even if they were to try and keep an eye on me, why a lowly phantom? On my journeys I’ve been asking myself questions like that for some time now. Fuck ‘em let them send whoever, if they themselves choose to confront me then so be it, they will also come to realize the power they have given to me. Meanwhile at the castle- my lord the beast approaches, shall we ready the archers? Yes servant advise the archers to fire at will, we will see how all powerful this beast is once and for all. Archers ready!! Fire!! A nearly endless barrage of arrows races to my location, if mortal the arrows would have found there target ending my existance as I know it, but im no mortal. I deflect the arrows as if they shot nothing more then spitballs, stunned the archers begin to ready another volley of arrows when, cease fire!! Prepare the catapult!! Ohhh ok an unstoppable creature like myself would fall prey to these outdated weapons? Laughing to myself I leap one hundred feet upwards to the north wall where the catapult is. I swat the guards killing them, and slowly creep towards the king of this castle. You will never leave here alive beast, my dogs will feast upon your bleached bones!! Drawing his sword the king plunges it deep into my throat assuming it would render me useless. I pull both of his arms off and toss him against the wall, as he watches me pull his steel from my neck. In agony the king mutters his last comments he will ever make. By the gods what evil has spawned you I must know? I honor his last wish and explain, I am he who devours souls, I am he who even death himself fears, I am he who will conquer the gods themselves. After which I proceed to make his majesty beg for his very life that seconds later I take. Laid waste the land is strewn with bodyparts, the castle covered in innocent blood, the women and children are mutilated in a hideous fashion. To capture a soul never allowed to mature into possible evil is sweeter than any brutal killing I could ever perform. Souls that are innocent and good are more powerful than the taking of a soul that’s already evil. You think me insane taking the innocent, destroying the young? There are those who murder and rape there own, so who here is really the monster? I take what I will, I kill who I please, I answer to no soul. On the list in my head I notice a planet rich in technology, being an advanced society may make people believe they are in complete control over there little universe. How sad they are about to be taught a lesson in humility. Like playing connect the dots I race back and forth thoughout the universe hunting those on my list deamed utterly worthless, those who even if given the chance would still fuck things up. So taking there souls is a matter of whats best for the universe in a way, or at least that is what I am told by the powers that be. Not again, will this never end, flashback after flashback I am shown my countless conquests for reasons unknown. As with everything in life there is always a catch, and unlimited power is no exception. On a planet of beings that live in the highest mountain they practice witchcraft, healing spells and exocisms of the unholy. I see the shaman that attemted to banish me with his barbarack magic practices. Yeah like im going to see the past killings and somehow change my ways, fat chance. After another annoying flashback I bed down in the chamber of the once great king, grinding blood on his silk sheets from my boots, I give not a care of the lives taken as I fall asleep dreaming of future battles and the one warrior that may exist that could give me a challenge. As the wind blows softly threw the window the souls of the recently departed can be heard moaning and whaling, they curse my name like it will do any good. A few hours later I wake from my slumber ready to turn this universe upsidedown in search for the souls of the damned. I fly off for my next hunt, just then out of the corner of my eye I see something. It appears I am still being followed. Well let them follow me I have more important things to tend to. Halfway there I notice I forgot to bring flesh to stop the hunger, I take a small break on the planet closest to me. Strangly quiet, for a planet with oxygen one would figure there would be a plethera of beings living on it’s surface. Without feeding the hunger my body slowly gets weaker, I must find norishment and fast. After days without food I’ve decided to save my energy and take the form of a boulder like the one’s from this planet, hybernating for a long time may allow time to pass enough for a population to form. The souleater remains silent in his hybernation as a race of beings does grow and multiply in the hundred year hybernation. After waking the souleater notices the large colony and emence number of people who have sprouted up like weeds. This planet has done a one-eighty since I slept. Souleater did you think you could hide so easily from your benefactors, they would like to know why you have not harvested more than the measly thousands laid waste? You and your power only exist to serve….cut off from saying another word the souleater shuts the phantoms mouth that spews nothing more than idle threats. Phantom I am done hearing your preachings, I no longer intend to follow any orders blindly. You return to your masters and tell them that the souleater is no longer in league with them, you tell them I am done serving them. By your words souleater you have signed your own death warrant, the entire hordes will soon be on there way to burry you. Then so be it phantom, I will murder all that opposes me, you tell them the souleater awaits them. The phantom returns to advise his masters of the new and disturbing situation that they themselves have brought on. What of the souls collected phantom? My lords the souleater has stopped gathering souls in your honor, in fact he has pledged not to collect another soul for you what so ever my master. In a tone loud enough to make the heavens tremble..WHAT!! so it seems our little experiment has failed, send a multitude of dead to take down this traitor. Phantom your job was to advise us of any changes in the souleaters habits that may effect the experiment. Masters I did as you have requested, I told you the very second I saw the change in him. Yes servant you did, but not quick enough!! Nooo masters I did as I was told!! The very life essence of the phantom is literally sucked from it’s form, drained of what little soul it had remaining it is tossed in a pile of recently devoured souls. The masters of evil gather there finest minions of the deep that will be sent to dispatch the souleater. You will find the souleater and bring him to us, torture him as long and brutal as you like, we want his battered body brought back to us so we may have the pleasure of sucking the last remains of any soul he may have left before we eat him alive. Now go, find the traitor and bring him to us!! An endless barrage of dead flow out of hell, in search of the souleater the very worst elements ever imagined are sent, zombies, ghouls, demons, wraiths, dead giants, every soul that has ever entered the gates of the abbys to also include evil warlocks, witches,vampires and there evil leader of this cursed army, borrack a twelve foot man-beast with two heads one a cyclops the other a werewolf. Borrack carries war axes in every of his six arms, wearing spiked knights armor his body is made of nearly unbreakable ruby skin. Far away from the army of the dead that journeys in search of him, the souleater himself leaves the newly crowded planet in search of other forms of food. Coming upon a small moon in a little known solar system, the souleater lands noticing it is inhabited by dragons,orcs, ogres and other mythical creatures. Pondering the obvious betrayal the souleater sits on a boulder contimplating the words said by the phantom. Im slowly starting to get the impression that im being used as a lap dog. Further thinking and sitting in a daze the souleater doesn’t notice the orcs catching sight of him as he lands. Well look at what we have here boys, lets kill it!! Racing towards the souleater, swords raised the orcs believe they have the drop on him. Shouts and screams of death heads in his direction as he turns to confront this new group of enemys. With a fast slash of his blade the souleater dices two of the orcs. Kill the son of a bitch shouts the orc leader!! Enough of this mutters the souleater, and with two swings ends the lives of the other orc soldiers leaving only there leader. The souleater sits back down on the boulder not even concerned about the one remaining orc. Kill my men will you, drawing his mace the orc leader swings toward the souleaters head, but a second before impact the souleater catches the mace in his hand. Mace in hand the souleater tosses it over his shoulder, and continues sitting and thinking. Frustated the orc leader pulls a war ax and once again swings it at the souleaters head, except this time the ax hits the target and bounces off his head landing thirty feet away. Raising his head the souleater looks at the orc leader saying, that will be quite enough of that. By the neck the orc leader is lifted to the souleaters face, what are you asks the orc leader? That is of no concern of yours creature, a better question is what are you? Wait never mind, I know what you are whispers to the orc with an evil grin. What am I? You are lunch, and with that the orc is violently slurped up and swallowed, chewed on the sound of bones breaking and muscles tearing echo throughout the valley, as gallons of orc blood drips from the souleaters mouth. Spotting a cave nearby he leaves the open area in search for a quiet place to finish his meal. Dragging the mutilated remains of the orc leaders party into the cave, the souleater procedes to dine on the bounty of the battle. Full and content from his meal the souleater sits and spends a few moments in much needed relaxation. Knowing the conversation he had with the phantom will surely result in war, he starts devising a plan of his own to ward off any attackers that he knows will sooner or later find him. In this cave he thinks maybe he’s hearing things, breathing? Maybe it’s nothing, again breathing? Turning slowly around he realizes he was relaxing in the cave of a shadow dragon. Still getting his energy back from the prior battles he slowly walks out, thinking himself safe he finds himself flying hundreds of feet away from the cave, and on fire no less. Apparently the dragon was awaken by the battle, he must have wanted me to enter the cave not aware he was there, then he would have himself his own meal. Not this day dragon, shouts the souleater as he draws his sword. In timely fashion the dragon exits the cave bearing down on what he thinks is his easy prey. Before the dragon realizes, the souleater lands on his head, sword to throat. For the first time ever the souleater does not immediately kill, he reasons with the dragon. Dragon you have lost,at any moment I could sentence you to death. Yes you could, but in doing so it would also mean your own death souleater. I only attacked because I thought you were another of those dreadful orcs. Confused at how a dragon millions of miles away could know of him, the souleater questions the dragon. So you see souleater, you are being used as a little experiment for the lords of the abbys, you are in a way a prototype of a souleater they intend to stick with. To them you are obsolete, you were to go on missions, win or lose and come back to be studied then destoyed. The souleater they had entended to create cannot be created until you are brought back. How do you know all this dragon? Dragons are mythical creatures to many like unicorns, but we do exist and we are more powerful then many know. We live countless years, and make many many friends, We are not good nor evil, we straddle the fence and try not to get involved in matters of heaven or hell as mortals would call it. In this event the so called hell has plans of taking over and that is something we cannot allow, we are involved whether we want to be or not, the balance must be kept. I have lost many dragon bretheran, fire, ice and fire dragons have all fallen to evil. The old gods still don’t see whats going on beneath them, and for all we know they don’t care. So why the hell should I even concern myself with this matter, im not here to save the universe, im going to kill those who betrayed me and that’s it. Souleater when you are out of the way, there will be nothing to stop them from taking over. They intend to destroy you and make another souleater, a stronger souleater that they can command who won’t question there motives, a puppet to put it another way. Then I suggest the two of us pay the so-called gods a little visit, they may not listen but it’s worth a try. The two new allies travel to the realm of nightmares to find information on the location of the crystal palace of the old gods. Dragon why are we going to the realm of nightmares, I thought we were looking for the location of the gods? Ohh but we are my friend, dragons make many friends and enemys on our journeys as well souleater, we just tend to make more friends than enemys. Point taken dragon, who is the person we are to see? Lets just say that this individual is someone I know, not a friend exactly. Traveling down a long spiral staircase made entirely of the bones of all the evil that have long departed this universe, the two are wittness to horrible acts of death, the souls of beings great and small litter this realm. This is the place spoken of in many cultures, this is the limbo all evil are destined to visit prior to being cast down into hells pit. Moving past the tortured souls they run into the orcs that the souleater had vanquished prior. You will pay souleater, we will meet again in hell!! Friends of yours? Well not exactly dragon, we sort of met on your planet, they were the welcome wagon. Death himself awaits the two as they reach a dark cavern, smelling of rotting flesh and walls covered in blood. Souleater? What brings you here to my humble home, and with a dragon as a friend, coming all the way here this must be important? Cut the small talk death, we’ve come for the location of the home of the old gods. Foolish souleater, talking to the gods will not do you any good, for they care not of the petty bickering of lower beings, so be gone there is nothing here for you. If I didn’t already have important matters to attend to I would shut that arrogant mouth of yours. Pissed and ready to kill the souleater and the dragon leave knowing they won’t get any information from death. I should have assumed as much, death has had it in for me ever since I took out most of the souls he was supposed to do himself, I guess I can’t blame him though. I get the feeling that your one hell of a popular person around the universe. Dragon you don’t know the half of it, being an entity that is virtually unstoppable tends to attract trouble even from the furthest reaches of the universe. So dragon, what exactly are we supposed to do about finding the gods now? I have one last contact, there is a very powerful wizard that lives in the fourth deminsion, he may be able to point us in the right direction. Before we go I have to ask you something souleater, the wizards name is mot have you ever met him because if so he may not help us either. Believe it or not I’ve never met him nor have I ever pissed him off. Splended lets go. Getting to the fourth dimension isn’t as hard as others think it is, dragons have always had the ability to tear there way into other dimensions. With a mighty blow of the dragon claws a rift is opened in time and space, allowing the two access to another dimension. Mot!! Wizard are you here? Who dares enter into my realm, death is the only reward for those who disturb lord mot! Mot it is I sauren we have come looking for your assistance. Sauren my old friend to what do I owe the honor? Lord mot this is the souleater, he is why we are here. I have heard of you souleater, what may I do for the two of you? The balance in our universe has tipped in favor of evil. Evil has sent out there army to deal with the souleater and more importantly they intend to take control of the heavens. Lord mot if they take this universe it is only a matter of time before they attempt to take other dimensions as well. I had hoped that this day would never come sauren, you see I have known that in the future this day would show itself. You knew of this wizard and did nothing to stop it, asks the souleater? I knew of it, yet even time and reality must be allowed to take there coarse. So yes souleater I knew of the empending doom, but even I am powerless to change what will be. Lord mot, we must speak with the old gods. Sauron my old friend they will not listen, the universe itself would have to collapse before they would take notice. Lord mot we have to try, the souleater may be able to get there attention. Very well, I will transport the two of you to there realm, however I cannot promise they will listen or even notice the two of you. That’s all I ask lord mot, take care my friend. You take care as well sauron, the two enter the rift that leads to the realm of the old gods. Looking through the eyes of the souleater,we see a place that looks more like a war zone in hell than the realm of the old gods. Crystal castles cracked and destroyed litter a once glorious realm. All that was has been destroyed, utterly devestated. All that is left are massive throwns were the proud older gods still remain, to proud and pompouse to even notice that there realm has crumbled around them. When beings become to powerful it is said that one of two things will come to light, either they will respect there power and grow wise teaching others, or they will become corrupt with there power and no longer see anything other than there power. In this instance they have become so blinded by power that evil has made it’s way in and began destroying the very heavens the old gods call home. So blind in there glorious power, they cannot see to stop the evil destroying everything around them. Sauron thanks for the speech, but let me attempt to get there attention. With his mighty blade the souleater jumps up to the throne of one of the old gods. At first he punches the old god in the head with his massive fists…nothing. Grasping his enchanted and deadly blade, the souleater slashes the old gods forearm…slowly a trickle of blood rolls down his arm. Sauron stares on in amazment saying, how is this possible I didn’t think there was a force alive who could affect them? Souleater where did you obtain that great blade? As I have said, my power came from the dark forces, but my sword was given to me by a mortal. A mortal that I spared a long time ago. I never actually asked about the sword, yet the mortal felt compelled to explain that the sword was cast in a demension that not even the old gods were aware of, not even the evil of the universe ever knew it’s location. The blade was given, then as I gazed upon it’s bueaty the mortal was gone. I didn’t realize till later that the mortal who gave the blade to me was in fact one of the legandary anchients. More powerful than good and evil together. They watched as events unfolded, never interfearing until the day I was given the sword. Souleater I think that the emmence power you have wasn’t given by evil, but in fact upon giving you the sword it was the sword itself that made you this powerful. As long as it is in your posession, you are twice as strong as the power given by evil. More importantly sauron, I think the flashbacks or visions I have had are from the anchients as well and not from the evil hordes. Before the revelation can sink in, the souleater is swatted slamming into a pile of the ruins of a once great crystal castle. The older gods are aware of our presence souleater! Yeah really, what gave you that impression? One of the older gods speeks with a thunderous voice that would deefen a meer mortal. WHO DARES ENTER THE REALM OF THE GODS!! I the souleater dares, and you are no god of mine. FOR SUCH DISRESPECT YOU WILL SURELY LOSE YOUR LIFE!! I fear you not, you are no god but an arrogant child with an attitude. FOR THAT SOULEATER I WILL NOW COLLECT YOUR LIFE!! The old god rises from his throne, carrying an enormous blade the old god walks towards the souleater. I needed a little competition anyways, bring it on old man. The old god walks slowly forward, each step sounds like a planet exploding. The shear size is overwhelming, he stands five hundred feet tall, and his weight couldn’t even be guessed. Raising his blade the old god swings at the souleater, unaware to all those involved the old gods blade is cut in half by the souleaters mighty sword. Noticing this the souleater slashes the throat of the old god, gushing millions of gallons blood the old god stumbles backwards, eventually falling to the ground as the souleater jumps up to his chest. The very head of the old god is severed from his body, bleaching the souleaters clothes in red he then drinks as much of the old gods blood as he can. The power, the power in his blood is indesribable, had I known this I would have done this a long time ago. Souleater we must leave before the rest take notice of the death of one of there own. Very well sauron, we will go, but not before I take some blood along for later. The souleater fills a leather sack with the blood, then the two leave in haste. What the two are not aware of is that the other older gods do even give the incident a second look. Unaware of there surrounding as expected, one of there own falls with not so much as a single tear for there lost brother. So souleater, where do we go from here? Well sauron the underworld is looking for me I bet, so I say we find them and stop them before they can carry out there plans. Agreed? Agreed souleater. The two journey through the universe in search of the evil that is bent on taking over. Sauron I have been doing this for a long time, and I have a few idea’s where to look. A planet in the titan galaxy is where we are headed. The planet from above looks like it’s on fire, that however is the sign that great masses of evil exist there, that’s how they know the planets to investigate. Landing on a planet known as hells core is the first stop on there journey. Sauron keep an eye out, the dead lurk in every corner, every shadow. First the two hear a slight low sounding moan, then louder and louder until it’s the screams of the dead heading towards the two. At the ready sauron!! Multitudes of zombies and vampires rush towards them intending to devour the two. Thirty zombies attack sauron as fifty zombies and ten vampires challenge the souleater. Zombies are no match for a dragon, no matter how many there are. Sauron dispatched them with two fireballs, scorching the zombies to ash almost immediately. Also at that very moment the souleater lays waste to the other zombies by way of his insanely large blade. If you vampires don’t wish to suffer the same fate as the zombies you will leave now, shouts the souleater!! Ignoring the warning the vampires were given they attack in force, bent on bleeding the souleater of his power. Under his breath the souleater is heard to say…if they refuse to learn then I shall take it upon myself to teach them this painful lesson. Running towards the vampires, the souleater empales six as if it were a joust and his arm was the lance. The six poof into dust, the other four slash at him from behind assuming it would do any good. Quickly turning around the souleater grabs two and with his bare hands rips them in half like a turkey wishbone. Seeing this the cowardly vampires flee the sceen hoping to escape there brutely violent ends. Jumping into the air the souleater lands in front of the two remaining vampires, he proceeds to eat one whole saving the last for torture. Don’t worry vampire this won’t hurt at all, he then pulls off the vampires arms exposing only bone protruding from the holes where his arms used to be. Screaming in agony the vampire pleads for his life. My kind will kill you souleater, they will pick your bones clean when they are done with you. Ohh is that so? Using his sword he peels the vampire like an apple, screams so horrifying that sauron himself covers his ears. Like an animal the souleater has the vampires head between his jaws and slowly bites down enjoying every snap and crunch coming from the vampires head. The screams die when the souleaters teeth reaches the brain, dead now the vampire is stripped of all the meat on his body. The bones are all disguarded ecept for the teeth which are made into a necklace that will be shown to the evil hordes if they confront the souleater. We should rest, for we no not what awaits us in the future. The two find a cave and sleep, not a sound sleep a kind of sleep that animals have when they aren’t familiar with there surrounding. Many light years and galaxys away scorn readys his troops for the bloodbath planned for the souleater. Make haste you bag of bones!! You there vampire gather weapons and supplys for the trip, mages, witches bring your undead spells, since the souleater is neither dead nor alive it’s going to take powerful magic to even effect him. Lord scorn, we have the spells you’ve requested. We also have a few spells for the dragon he is traveling with. The dragon the souleater travel’s with is a shadow dragon, much harder to kill than a fire or water dragon, so take heed spell casters because many of you will die in battle by the dragon alone. Scorn walks away to check on the progress of the vampires as two mages speak to one another. A shadow dragon, many have tried and failed attemting to kill such a deadly beast. I agree I think lord scorn is sending us to our deaths, in battle I intend to hang back a bit so im not killed as soon as we arrive. The orcs and ogre’s can take most of the beating until the dragon is dead. Many small groups that will be sent into battle also feel the same way and they quietly discuss plans of mutiny against lord scorn. In life if you were a coward or guttless you will remain the same in death. Just because a being dies doesn’t mean the cosmic slate is clean, evil in life evil in death. If true evil throws off the balance it would mean complete chaos for the universe.