~~Further Along the Cave, we see Dax and Cid~~
Dax:Erin...where...are you?!?!
Cid:No doubt there's something about this cave that has some significance.
Dax:Like what?!
Cid:Like the way there's two weird gargoyles guarding the door...
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Dax:That is weird...
Cid:What??!!?
Dax:Those were easy...yet, this room guards something massive, maybe even...
Cid:You think IT is in here?
Dax:It can't be....it was too easy for us to get this far.
Cid:....expecting us?
Dax:I don't know...I don't see why Peon would do this though.
Cid:Steal yer sweetheart? HAHAA!!
Dax isn't amused.
Dax:Yeah, very funny
They each take a door, and push it open...
~~Moments before~~
Incubus:Tovart...I sense him
Peon:How can you sense him?!
Incubus:Call up a minion.
Peon waves his hand, and a random person flies up to his level.
The dead face of the Apoc Monk stays plain.
A black cloud enters the body of this minion. Recognisable armor shoots from nowhere and places itself against this monk. The monk's skin sets alight, and re-arranges itself to it's new form before finally becoming flesh again.
Tovart:Thank you.
Tovart bows before Peon.
OOC: Hope you don't mind, I'm quoting what I wrote earlier so you know what I'm going on about. Ignore it if you know what I'm saying.
Dax:TOOOOOOOOOOVART!!!!!!!!!!!!!A large room, with huge stone walls. In the center of this room lies the giant vase that has enclosed Apocalypse for all these years. Around the jar are many men in robes, the order of Apoc.
Up the side of one side of the vase is various scaffolding, with ladders going in all directions to reach the top.
On the highest platform stands three familiar figures, Tovart, Incubus and Peon. Binded in rope on the floor of the platform in KluYa, struggling to break the binds.
KluYa:What is the meaning of this?! Unbind me at once!!
Peon:SILENCE!!!!!
KluYa:Pick on an old man will you?!
Peon gives Tovart a glance.
Tovart nods in agreement, and steps over to KluYa. He gives him a kick in the ribs. He then puts his leg up and stomps on his nose. A crack is heard and blood gushes up from the old mans nose. He is not dead, but out cold.
Peon:Foolish little man. Anyway, on with the ceramony!
Incubus turns around, and looks over all the Apoc Monks gathered.
Incubus:Each of you have your copies of the bible, correct?
The Monks all chant in agreement.
Incubus:Excellent. Please turn to the back page.
Apoc monks have always been forbidden to turn to the back page of their bibles. Because they are all under Apoc's power, they obeyed all these years.
On the back page is the chant Xiang was reading at the other altar. Under it is a new chant.
Incubus:Begin the second chant of revelation....NOW!
All the monks begin chanting in unison.
Peon beckons to Tovart. Tovart has a sword in his right hand. It is the Ragnarok.
Peon:You shall make this sacrifice Tovart. I am the choosen one after all.
Tovart:Of course.
Tovart cleans the blade along his arm, then brings it down towards KluYa....
Tovart does not hesitate. His blade comes down, and strikes KluYa's neck.
KluYa does not even get a chance to scream.
The soul of KluYa drifts upwards, and enters the iris of the eye on the jar.
The outside of the eye emits a faint glow.
Dax:Is something happening Cid?
Peon steps to the edge of the scaffolding.
Peon:Dax, we meet again.
Dax:Peon, what's the meaning of this?!
Peon:Oh, come now. Don't you know?
Dax looks at Peon with burning hatred, and decides to stand up for himself.
Dax:You revive Apocalypse, you behold his power, and use it to revive Satan.
Peon:Hahaha! Exactly right. You're not as stupid as you once made yourself to appear.
Incubus makes no movement, and remains with his arms folded behind Peon, with Tovart standing next to him. The Monks stop their chant.
All at once, every single monk rises.
Peon:Excellent, now you shall see the most satisfying phase of my quest.
Every monk in the room turns to face the direction of Dax
Note:Thousands
They all pull off their robes.
They all put their hands to their sides, then draw small white swords.
The sound of every single monk drawing their sword is almost defining.
Dax draws his Angel Bliss.
The monks raise their swords.
Cid:Dax, you do realise...
Dax:I know Cid, we are going to die.
Dax is wrong
Every single monk points their blade to their own hearts, and quickly pushes it into it.
In a sea of blood, every Apoc Monk dies, without a single groan.
Dax:WHAT THE HELL?!
Peon:Beautiful, isn't it? A mass suicide.
Dax:You...wanted them all to DIE?!
Thousands of black souls emit from the dead corpses, and float gently above the body of whomever they once belonged.
The ones closest to the jar spin frantically, and enter the Jar's Iris.
Then ones more further away.
Then ones close to where Dax and Cid stand.
The once plain jar shows great detail.
Peon:Our baby...he awakes.
Peon smiles.
Dax:Apocalypse...
Peon:Oh, not quite yet my dear. There is, one last phase. I'm sure you know it, Xiang babbled on and on about it, did he not?
Peon puts his hand behind is back, and pulls out The Bible, the one Xiang showed to Dax.
Peon:You, Dax, are the revival of Apocalypse. When the Ragnarok penetrates your heart, you will be granted eternal life, in the heart of Apocalypse. Then, I shall kill Apocalypse, using the power of Satan. Me and Apocalypse will fuse, then I will fuse with Satan. THE MASTER OF THE WORLD, SHALL DESTROY THOSE WHO OPOSE HIM!!!
The doors close behind Dax and Cid, and a magic lock is placed on that door.
Peon:Tovart, hand me the Ragnarok.
Tovart does so.
Peon holds the blade high into the air. Lightning is heard outside.
Peon:Dax...I shall CUT THEE DOWN!!!!!!!!
Peon stretches his wings, and gets ready to fly down and kill Dax.
But insted, his hand starts to quiver.
Peon:I'm...shaking?! But I'm not scared of my destiny...
What Peon doesn't know, is that the Ragnarok was quivering.
Peon starts swinging the Ragnarok around his head, trying to regain control.
Peon:I...cannot control my ARM!! MASTER, HELP ME!!!! MASTEEEEEEEER!!!!!!!!
Peon's beg for aid was unheard. The Ragnarok breaks from Peon's grip, and hovers a few inches from Peon's forehead.
Peon:My eternal life...it is cut short.
The sword plunges into Peon's forehead, only the grip is visible from the front. The back of Peon's head however, has the full length of the blade petruding.
The sword slowly removes itself, emiting yet another black fog.
Peon falls backwards from the scaffolding, slowly disolving as he does so. He is nothing more then dust now.
The Ragnarok vibrates madly.
Incubus:The fool, he let power overcome him.
Dax:INCUBUS, WHAT'S GOING ON?!?!
Incubus:Dax, you was never the sacrifice, the book lies.
Dax:WHAT?! PEON WAS THE SACRIFICE?!
Incubus:No, he was not.
Dax:THEN WHO WAS?!
Incubus:Why, that would be....Satan.
A giant skull appears on the ceiling of the room. The skull of Satan.
Satan's Skull:WHY DEFY ME APOCALYPSE, WHEN YOU CAN JOIN ME?! TOGETHER, WE CAN DESTROY EVERYTHING!!!
The Ragnarok starts quivering even more madly, and Satan's Skull starts to stretch into the tip of the blade.
Satan:DON'T DO THIS APOCALYPSE, OR YOU WILL FAIL. YOU NEED ME!!!!!!
The Ragnarok does not stop. The point of the skull that was getting absorbed now enters the blade.
Satan:AGHHHHHH!!!!! DON'T DO THIS! DON'T DO THIS TO ME!!!!!!!
Of course, Apocalypse does not answer.
The skull stretches, distorts, anything to release itself from the grip of the largest evil in existance. But it fails.
Satan:CURSE YOU APOCAYPSE, THIS IS NOT RIGHT!!!!!
Satan enters the blade fully, unable to do anything anymore.
Incubus and Tovart leap out the way, prepared for what is next.
The Ragnarok stops, turns, and plunges itself into the Iris.
The sound of a million souls screaming is hear, globally.
Every single person in the world has fear struck into their soul itself. Satan's now futile power amounts with that of Peon's, KluYa's, and the souls of those thousand Apoc Monks.
Incubus:Don't worry Dax, consider this an honor. You are witnessing the beginning...of the end.
The Jar starts to make wave motions, then slowly melts. From the purple gunk the jar makes, we see a black shadow. The shadow is kneeling, then with a flick of light becomes a large beast. With another flick of light, returns to a kneeling man.
The pitch black kneeling man stands, and it is clear he has the sword plunged into his forehead.
Two red glimmers of light for eyes is the only visable detail on the sillouette of the man.
The man looks around the room. He eyes Incubus, then Tovart.
Then Cid, then Dax.
He turns hos body the exact amount to face Dax and Cid. Then takes a step towards them. Each time doing so, every shadow in the room rushes towards his foot and enters.
He quickens his pace, and now stand right in front of Dax.
He speaks, Dax can see what might be his chin move up and down, but against the deep black, he does not know if a mouth is there.
Incubus chuckles lightly. Tovart gaffaws.
In a whisper, the man speaks.
Dark Man:Hello, Dax. I am Apocalypse.
