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Monday, November 28, 2011
Late Post Worthy
The winds roared as Loki, the God of Mischief, dashed through the land. In his wake, destruction and death laid. A grin full of malice crossed his pale face, his eyes red, and his heart cold like the winter air. He was clad in green armor, and a dual horn helmet that covered all but his eyes and mouth. Loki was remarkably skinny, but was a towering 9 feet and was deceptively strong. Loki’s skin was blue in color, and the air around him chill underneath the blazing sun. He came upon a desert in the western lands, where he climbed aboard a boulder. Loki stared off towards the distance, watching the sun set over the red sand of the desert he found himself in. He stood on top of the edge of the rock he sat on, patiently waiting for his brother, Balder, to show with his band of warriors. The warriors Balder had gathered to kill him. Loki fell on his back, getting more bored with each passing moment. He stared at the sky, watching as crows flew overhead. Loki pointed a finger at one, causing it to spontaneously combust in midair. This amused Loki, so he did the same to another, and another, until his grin turned into crazed laughter. After his targets were gone, Loki rose in angry.
“What is taking my brother so long?” Loki pondered to himself. “I chose to be out here just so it would be easier for him to find me! I’m bored brother!!!! Come out and play already!!”
Loki jumped to his feet, scanning the area for more prey. He rests arm on his trusty blade, Jörmungandr.
“Who do you serve my minion?” Loki said, staring out towards the sun.
“The Great King Loki.” The blade said to Loki.
“Have you soaked in the juice of the mistletoe flower like I asked?”
“Yes my liege…”
“Fantastic my puppet…”
Then something caught Loki’s eye. In the center of the setting sun, Loki saw what he had believed to be a fine blue light. Immediately realizing what it was, Loki cart-wheeled out of the way, barely in time to dodge the blue laser that was shot at him. Loki broke his fall with his hand, spinning in place on the same hand, before sitting Indian style on the ground. Loki dropped his head, chuckling under his breath.
“That beam was Atlantian technology… so who’d you bring Balder? Atlas? Mneseus?”
In the distance Loki caught eye of a four people riding on top of what looked like a giant bird composed of steel lances. In the center where the body of the bird should have been was a white-haired boy, who didn’t look a day over eighteen years of age. His eyes were pearly white and slanted, his body frame skinny like Loki’s but was only a little more then half his size. The boy was clad in a black robe with blue lining and had a white toga going across his chest as well as white trousers that reached to his ankles. On the back sitting on the tail feathers of the bird was a black-haired boy who looked completely identical to the boy inside the bird. The clothing was also the same; however the robe was white, the trousers black, and the toga black. His eyes were red as well. In front of him were three people. On the right was tan skin old man, who was shirtless, wore orange colored shorts and sandals and extremely skinny as if he had starved himself. On the left was a pale old man with long white hair and a goatee. His eyes were gray from age. The reminder of his body was covered in dark clothing and a cloak, all of which that looked as if one was looking at the night sky when they saw them. Lastly Loki saw the initiator of the last attack in the center. It was a blonde-haired girl dressed black armor and a turquoise scarf. The armor was tight fitting to her skinny, curvy body, and had strange, glowing turquoise markings scattered across the armor.
“What’s this?” Loki screamed.“Balder you bitch! Out of all the warriors at your disposal in Atlantis, you chose a whore to come fight me with? How weak… do you think I am!?”
With the end of his last words, Loki gave a mighty roar, which was directed towards the warriors. The resulting shockwave blow the bird apart into individual lances, and the warriors fell towards the earth below. Quickly, the black-haired boy pointed two fingers towards, and starting making a swirling motion. The sand began to swirl as well, until it created a small tornado of sand grains. Each of the five warriors landed softly on the tornado, which slowly dissolved until they were on the ground unharmed. Grasping for air, the black-haired boy yelled at his twin.
“Why didn’t you block that Yin?” he hollered.
“I couldn’t Yang! There was something weird about that shockwave!” Yin replied.
“We landed softly, that is all that mattered.” The girl said. “Besides, we are all at fault here; none of us blocked that strike.”
“I’m sorry I was preoccupied with keeping us afloat Marissa!” Yang grumbled.
“Peace young one.” The tanned man jumped in, wiping himself down, “We must focus on the task at hand. Right Tao Kai-sama?”
“Indeed Hammi.” The pale man said, “We have a job to do. My grandchild must never be asked to deal with such a creature as this.”
“Aw shucks, I’ve become so powerful that you consider me a creature! HAPPY DAY!” Loki said.
The warriors looked behind Yang, where Loki stood smiling at the warriors. Yang attempted to throw a punch at Loki, but he teleported to the center of the group. Loki began to dance in the middle, spinning and flailing his arms randomly. The warriors stared at the giant in confusion, all scared.
“What’s the matter child? Didn’t you come to punish me?” Loki gave a quick slap to his Derrière, inciting an angry expression from Marissa.
“Don’t fall into his mind games my lady,” Hammi said, “Despite his daft nature, there is a method to this madness.”
Loki continued to prance around like a clown, angering Marissa until she snapped. Marissa charged despite the disapproval of her peers. Loki’s back to her, Marissa come up to about a foot away from before creating a mace out of water in thin air. Before she could pull off a full swing, Loki pulled a full 180 and back-hands Marissa straight across the face. This effectively sent her flying across the desert.
“No!” Loki said his hands on his waist. “Bad Bitch!”
Marissa got on her knees, rubbing her head. Hammi sighed, and Yang and Yin rushed in next while Loki’s back was turned. Yin clamped his hands together and opened them to create a lance, while Yang created a miniature tornado in his hands. They both jumped over Loki, but he teleported out of the way, causing them to crash to the ground. The twins jumped to their feet, only for Loki to teleport in front of them, slapping them both multiple times.
“Bad! Bad! Bad! Bad! Bad! Bad!” Loki said repeatedly.
He kept slapping them until his hand stopped moving of its own accord. Loki looked to his left puzzled, and found his arm held in place by a vine. The twins rushed out of the way. Loki glanced over to find Hammi praying, and Tao Kai charging up a ball of black energy in his hands. The vine began to cover his whole body, but Loki frowned in disappointment.
“Really? That’s your power? BORING.” Loki said yawning.
Tao Kai gave a slight gruff, and then shot a blackish-purple beam in Loki’s direction. The beam connected, erupting into a huge pillar of black. In the center of the blast, the area froze over on the inside. The warriors waited in anticipation to see the results of the attack.
“Did you get him?” Yang asked.
In the middle of the chaos, Loki was shaking while drinking a cup of hot tea. Tao Kai stomped his foot in rage.
“Jinx.” Yin said to his brother.
“Damn clown! Fight us for real!” Tao Kai demanded.
Hammi looked at Tao Kai with a worried expression but Loki had a grin cross his face.
“You hear that My puppet?” Loki asked.
“Yes my liege. They seem to desire to be annihilated.” Jörmungandr said.
“Aw poo. I was having a blast!”
Loki threw away his tea cup, and pulled out his sword, and teleported behind Tao Kai. Tao Kai didn’t have the time to react, and Loki proceed to slice his head clean off. In a moment faster then light itself, a brunette man around the size of Loki appear and delivered an open palm punch straight to the gut of Loki. Loki flew across the desert, and the brunette man gave Tao Kai a stern look in the eye.
“I warned you,” The man said, “My brother is easiest to defeat when he is toying with you. Get him serious can prove to be quite fatal.”
“…Forgive me Lord Balder.” Tao Kai said bowing.
Loki rose to his feet unharmed, and transformed his sword into a bow and arrow. Hammi knelt to the ground and began to pray once more. Loki shot his arrow at Balder, who did nothing to move, but the arrow was caught in the trunk of a giant tree that formed in front of him. Loki sighed, before throwing his bow to the ground and stomping on it.
“You should really attempt to dodge young lord.”Hammi said slightly peeved.
“It wouldn’t matter. I have an oath from all things earth-made not to kill me.” Balder replied arrogantly.
“So why was Loki so mad that it didn’t connect?”Tao Kai inquired.
“Loki is the most intelligent, yet insane, fool this world shall ever know.” Balder said.
Loki crossed his arms as his eyes stayed fixed on the tree. However he didn’t have the time to figure out what to do next as a spear zip-lined past his head. Loki took a quick glance at the spear as it stuck into the ground, then just as quickly ducked from the incoming swipe by Yin. Loki somersaulted backwards about twelve feet, before engaging in a stare down with Yin. Yin was armed with a double-sided lance. Loki reached to his horns, removing them from place and causing a blade of energy to form. Loki then hooked them together to get a two-sided blade of energy. Loki tossed it from hand to hand.
“Mine looks lighter.” Loki said queerly, as he circled his foe.
“Good thing I am much stronger.” Yin replied without following his opponents movements.
“I knew it!”
“Knew what Jester?”
“You’re a blind snowflake.”
“I hadn’t noticed. Why don’t you attack and see what happens?”
“But of course. However I must restrain myself from using multiple hands.”
Loki put his right hand behind his back, and then dashed forward, swiping at Yin’s head. Yin side-stepped the attack, then turning a full 180 degrees skated past Loki, his eyes focused on nothing particular. Loki dropped to the ground, a large cut in his armor. Yin swirled his lance in midair, before sticking it into the sand. Yin smiled.
“I think you may need two hands on this one..... 'God of Mischief'.”
Okay so here is a teaser for my new book. Later this week will be the second half of the post. Don't have any news so check back later for some great new material though.