(only Half; more to come)
The Horrible Evil
The Horrible Evil…
Scotty looked up at the hospital walls of the abandoned sector, as he walked forth. There was a disturbing chanting that had echoed from all the way at the very back of the decrepit hospital. He followed the chanting forward,
“The wicked is inevitable.” The echoing went, “The fear is inevitable…The khaos, is real..!” Scott followed the horrible murmuring through the halls, the closer he got to it, the more decrepit the walls began to look. The halls were dark, the windows were all mostly boarded up, and there was a strange and terrible scent, almost like the scent of blood and vanilla, that had flooded all throughout the rooms. Scott walked, and walked, deep into the darkest darkness that could peel the wallpaper from off of the very walls. Suddenly, the sound that he heard had begun to turn, it changed from an eerie chant, into screams;
the terrible, horrible sound of men and women screaming at the top of their lungs. As his eyes fixed upon a closed door, off in the distance, Scott could see a glowing, purple radiance that flashed and flashed all through the cracks of the door, and the screams got louder, and louder as he came closer and closer to it..!
“The Khaos is real…The carnage is inevitable…The tongues cut out, the voices silenced!
The eyes plucked out. The man that must die, must die..!”
As Scotty came to the door, he reached his hand slowly for the knob; the screams became louder and louder, as his sweating palm grasped it, and opened the door. Scott was now illuminated with a horrifying flashing purple glow; the glow flashed and flashed, and then suddenly changed from a flashing purple, into a flickering red glow, as his eyes fixated on what he saw in the room. There were six knights wearing twisted blackened armor within the room, sitting cross-legged on the ground, with both of their hands raised;
There were also other figures within the room with the knights. Running frantic all around them and swatting with their arms, were people engulfed within flames, their skins scalding with the fire that melted their faces and bodies, until they were unrecognizable, as they screamed and screamed, without end..! One of the knights looked up at Scotty, and smiled without an ounce of remorse or emotion, just a cold, heartless eerie grin, that slit into his very face, like a razor, “Come inside.” The knight said to him, “The barbeque is good to the bones…” Scott walked into the room slowly, the door shutting by itself behind him; at the sound of the door shutting, the people that were burning alive within the room with them all, vanished right before their eyes, along with their insidious screams and the red flashing that had sinisterly cloaked over them…
Scotty panted in fear as sweat poured down his face, “Welcome khao’zula kinsman.” One of the black knights muttered, “You wear the severed skin of a pretender..!” Scotty frowned with confusion, “…What are you saying?” he went to the knight. “Rothward. What is this man saying?” the knight called Rothward, grinned wickedly; his eyes were a piercing yellow, his cheek bones and face was so prominent, that you could almost see the skeleton, “Heh, heh, heh, heh…You need new skin, shield brother…What say you?” There was a brief silence throughout the room, as all of the knights glared at Scotty, as he nervously looked around the dark room, “You’re in too deep, khaos brother!” Rothward crackled, “Can’t turn your back on us now…Can you?” “So…I’m in now? Am I in this?” Scotty stammered. Rothward pulled over a shining cuirass of blackened armor toward the side of him, and patted it with the palm of his hand, “The Etched Ones want more blood to drink, they…Want this place to sacrifice itself…You, must lend us a hand. Now, how do you plan to do that, without being one with us?” “I’m in?!” Scotty frantically smiled, “Yes! Yes! Yes, now…Now I can work toward bringing her back, I can…I can start now for real from here.” Rothward lost his grin, and frowned in an angry manner, his eyelids twitched with rage, “Yes, your wife…” he went, “She’s dead.” “Yes I know,” Scotty began, “But I can bring her back, through the power of the etched ones, I can-
“You can kill!” Rothward shouted, “You kill. Now! Today, we bury the hospital patients, Kill them…Kill them! Every last one of them must drink their own blood. Pluck their eyes, and then gobble up their souls..! Are you prepared to do these deeds?” Scotty looked up, expressionless, “I will do what I must.” He went. “Then…” Rothward went, “We start with the druid guards, all of them will be trying to stop us…” “I will stop them!” Scotty yelled out. Rothward’s tight evil grin began to unravel, as his eyes looked straight through Scott, “…We shall see…” he murmured underneath of his breath. All of the black knights suddenly drew their swords, Scotty walked up to his new black armor, and reached for it, “Today,” Rothward went, “Is all souls day…”
Scotty adorned his new black armor, leaving his Druid guard armor behind to lie within the dusty shadows that so tainted the room. He followed Rothward and the other black knights, as they went, deeper into the darker parts of the hospital’s abandoned ward; the further they ventured, the worse the disrepairs had started to become. The hairs on Scotty’s neck had begun to stand on ends…He could suddenly make out a disturbing muffled sound, inside one of the rooms. His eyes widened, when the grinning evil knights turned into the same room that the muffling seemed to be coming from..! Just as soon as they all entered the room, they were greeted by more black knights, surrounded by a bound and gagged fellow druid guard. Scotty’s eyes widen deep and wide, as the bound guard suddenly recognized him, the tears that coated the guard’s woeful face, seemed to suck back into his eye sockets, as his eyes squinted with confusion, and rage. Rothward grinned evily, and a forked tongue sprouted from out of his mouth! From the top of his lip, all the way down to the tip of his throat, his skin split open, revealing his bony jaw and jaggered teeth, and at the same time, his eyes protruded from out of their sockets..! Scotty looked around, as all of the other black knights turned their faces the same, with the bound guard trying his best to scream in terror. As Scotty stood paralyzed, Rothward looked out at him, from the corner of his eye, “The Jouhl…” Rothward began; even Rothward’s voice had changed almost demonically as he spoke, “It wants to bleed this foolish pretender…” Scott looked at Rothward in fear, all of the horrible knight’s eyes, were on him, “If the Jouhl is a ’thirst, then it must drink.” Scotty said nothing, only stood looking at Rothward, in silence. Rothward clacked his teeth together, creating a harsh click sound that echoed throughout the room, “This weakling…” Rothward scoffed, “He’s a porker anyway… If he eats anymore, he will die regardless!” Rothward leaned in close to Scotty, “You would be doing him a horrible favor…” he whispered. Rothward then lifted his hand to the other black knights, “Take the cloth from his mouth.” Scotty came closer to the bound guard that knelt on the floor, as one of the black knights yanked the cloth from over his mouth, “Scotty, these things ain’t human!” the druid guard frantically cried out, “They’re monsters! They will kill us all! Don’t do this!” Scotty looked at the guard, with pity and disgust, “…I’m sorry Davy.” Scotty went, “We all have to walk alone…But we won’t be alone, for too long…” Fellow druid guard Davy’s eyes widened with terrible fear, so much so that his body shook with it, when he saw Scotty’s mouth split open, and his eyes protrude the same way as Rothward’s, “No,no,no, Don’t do it! DON’T DO IT! DON’T DO THIS SHIT MAN!!!
Fellow guard captain January’s ears attuned, to what sounded like a distant screaming sound, as she walked alongside fellow druid guard, Saliver. Both January and Saliver looked all around, trying to figure out where the sound had come from. “…What was that, Saliver?” January went. Saliver paused, the hairs standing on the back of his neck, “…I don’t know, but these are the sounds that the other nurses claimed to have been hearing, coming from the abandoned part of the hospital.” “…That sound, sounded like a scream, Saliver..!” January went. There was a pause, when suddenly, the distant scream echoed again, and held on for longer than the first, only to abruptly stop, “Alright,” January went, “We need to check out what that sound is, let’s go grab Edward and his men, we’re gunna get to the bottom of this.” Saliver nervously shook his miserable head, “…Damn.” He mumbled under his breath as he followed January.
The two guards met up with Edward and his men, Edward was a pompous, arrogant, and harsh man of 25, and usually makes his patrols within the poorer side of Druid. Edward was also Eade’s very own squire, and had dedicated himself to keeping the king’s land orderly. As January and Saliver approached Edward and his men, he stood leaned up against the wall just outside of the room Eade was in, arms folded, and only catching a glance at them both from out of the corner of his cruel brown eyes, “What in the hell is this fatso doing here?” Edward scoffed aloud. “Where the hell were you?” January went, “Me and Saliver heard screams..!” Saliver wiped the sweat from off of his forehead, ‘W-w-well, we d-don’t know that yet Sir January…Perhaps it was just birds…Or something?” “This porker Sally boy owes me money!” Edward cursed, “How ‘bout you go get me my money, you losing worm-bait!” Edward glared menacingly at Saliver, his pointy wood elf ears twitching backward like a horse’s, “You owe me money, Saliver!” Saliver stood silently for a second, then suddenly dashed away, sprinting with all haste opposite direction from Edward, “Where the hell you goin’ Sally?! Dammit get back here!” Saliver made his way to a door, only to be grabbed by the collar by January, “Nobody’s paying anybody anything! We don’t have time for this ridiculous game you two are playing!” January dragged Saliver back to Edward, of which was still perched with his back against the wall, “Now, me and Saliver heard suspicious noises coming from the abandoned ward, we’re going to check it out, and you’re coming along! That’s an order.” Edward shook his head, his red hair flowing with the breeze, and his horrible brows scrunching up insidiously, “Whatever.” He went to January, “I’ll tag along with you. But only because I choose to, woman! I do what I please! And I like doing what I please-
“Yeah well you’re going to do what I say, when you’re tagging along with me! Understand?” Edward’s cheek bones twitched, as him, along with his men, Saliver, and January, made their way for the abandoned section of the hospital. The farther they went forward into it, the darker it slowly started to become; the deeper they ventured, the more broken the lights up above them began to become…Until there wasn’t any lights left to shine down above them. As the knights went forth, January suddenly stopped, looking all around, her face frowning with fret, along with Edward’s face; both of their ears twitched in onto sounds throughout the medical ward, that the other’s human ears couldn’t hear. “Ok, I’m just hearing screams all over the place here..!” January went. “What?” went one of the other knights, I don’t hear anything but silence. Sir Edward, our captain is paranoid!” January frowned angrily, “Hey! What is your name?” she went to the knight. Edward raised his brow, “His name is Goose, that knight over there with the bird nose and goggles is Roost, that guy over there is Slaw, and the other guy over there is named Borland.” “Well tell Goose here to shut up, and go on ahead if he’s so tough!” January cursed. “Hey, I’m just saying, I don’t hear anything! I mean, do you guys hear anything…No? Well I don’t either-
“I hear the screams, too Goose..!” Edward scrunched up his horrible face, looking into each room as they went passed them, until everybody stopped. There was a sudden purple light that flashed for a split second, right in front of them all, “What the hell was that? Did anybody else just see that?” Salivar went. “What are your orders, captain?” Roost went; his red goggles fogged up the more his sweat poured down his face. “…I want you to search the rooms, but don’t go too far.” “Well I got a question.” Goose wailed. “What is it?” January frowned. “How come you two can hear things I don’t?” “Wood elves can hear shit better than you, does that answer things enough for you, baldy?” Edward scoffed. “Alright let’s go, I don’t want any of you going too far, understand?” January pointed down the hall, at a crooked picture that was hanging on the wall, “Don’t go past that picture on the wall, okay?”
All of the knights then went into the rooms, but not before unsheathing their swords, and loading their crossbows…
January went up next to a closed door, she slowly opened it, and a terrible squeak radiated the hallways as she went inside. January looked all around the room, she kept feeling a horrible sinking feeling within her, like as if the very walls had eyes…
Goose went further past the crooked painting January told the group not to go past, stood silent for a second, then nervously shook his head, “No, no…I-I’m not going down there..!” Just as soon as Goose began to turn around he was stopped by Roost, “Scared, Goose?” Roost scoffed. “Hell yeah I’m scared, I mean just look down there!” Roost and Goose both shuttered as they looked farther down the hall; it was almost as if they were looking down into the void..! “That’s why we should go down some more! Just think of all the goodies we could find down there! We could even find some 100 year old panties!” Roost took in a deep breath, then exhaled, a smile on his face stretching far and wide. “You’re too sick to hang with me, you know that?” Goose went. “Aw come on! Besides, that lady speaks waaaaaaaaay too loud for my taste!” “No way Roost, I’m going in this room right here, if that’s okay with you.” “Well it’s not!” “Too bad!” Goose went as he turned away into the darkened room next to him. “Well fine!” Roost scoffed, his glowing red googles beaming like two red suns, “I guess that just means more goochy for me! Aheeheehee” Roost ventured off further down the hall past the picture on the wall, and deeper into the darkness.
January wandered around the room she was in, the darkness was most unwelcomed, and the silence was troubling and terrible. “Hello? Is anybody in here?” she went, as she fumbled around with her crossbow, like a knife into darkness. She gazed upon the room’s disrepair able state, looking up and down the walls, as she paced back and forth, searching and searching for any signs of life. The sheer shadows casted their darkness into the blue corneas that was her eyes, as she suddenly looked down at the ground, and froze in her tracks…There was blood on the ground, in a puddle right where she stood..!
Copyright November 13, 2014