06-05-2015, 06:34 PM
Static appeared on the radio, Atelos was alone...or he broke the machine. One thing or another, he was alone, cold, and out in the open. The mist that enveloped him opened up to him, almost as if it was welcoming him back home. The black concrete on the ground strangely made the Spartan feel safe. He shuddered, that was a disgusting thought. He walked towards the path with a determined glare that this place would crumble beneath his feat. He felt the shield on his arm and his helmet firmly in place and he knew he would show this place what for.
Screaming came from behind him and he turned slowly. The fleshy dinosaurs, how he missed them. Thier claws stretched for his throat and their piercing screams were directed at them. The distance closed and Atelos held his shield up, bracing for impact. He grit his teeth as he felt one of their claws rake against his shield before taking off. It seemed to pass and he breathed a sigh of relief as he saw some pass by overhead.
*SLAM*
Atelos was thrown off of his feet and flew towards the wall. His head solidly cracked against the brick wall. The Dinosaur seemed to smile cruelly as it began to fly towards him at an alarming speed. He felt blood trickle down his forehead and the high pitches of the Dragons warmly embrace him as he fell asleep. His mind fully embracing the idea of death and hoping for a moment of serenity.
Darkness was second nature to Atelos. He could feel the black tendrils upon his mind and their pulsating. It drove him mad! He couldn’t sleep anymore or else he would see Hades. The cruel god that had once given him a source of power now held complete control when he was unconscious. However, Atelos didn’t see him nor the throne this time. He was in the recess of his mind but it was too filled with mist. He walked around in the mist, contrasting the darkness that lie everywhere. He continued to walk down the darkness and he felt something at his feet.
“You filthy Spartan! Get your feet off of me!” Atelos looked down and saw the god bound by the mist. It wrapped around his wrists and his neck completely isolating him. He struggled pointlessly, the mist giving no way to his struggles. The two made eye contact and something gripped his heart. Fear was in the god’s eyes. What could bind him like this? What could make this being of insane power on it’s knees before it? Atelos cowered away as the god continued to scream at him.
“Help me you damned idiot!” Atelos ran far away and into the light. He startled into the light.
His head jolted up and he was in a bed, not comfortable but not...the brick wall. He rubbed his head, bandaged together. He got up and saw someone there and he was reminded of his time in the Frozen Fields. It was a brunette and she had green eyes that one could get lost in. Her hair,
perfect and it stopped right before her shoulders. Her cheeks blushed as Atelos rose out of the bed. Atelos could feel his heart beat out of his chest as he looked at her. She was the epitome of all he had wanted.
“I appreciate the help miss, may I ask for your name?” She giggled a little bit before speaking. She outstretched her hand for a handshake.
“The name’s Eileen.”
Screaming came from behind him and he turned slowly. The fleshy dinosaurs, how he missed them. Thier claws stretched for his throat and their piercing screams were directed at them. The distance closed and Atelos held his shield up, bracing for impact. He grit his teeth as he felt one of their claws rake against his shield before taking off. It seemed to pass and he breathed a sigh of relief as he saw some pass by overhead.
*SLAM*
Atelos was thrown off of his feet and flew towards the wall. His head solidly cracked against the brick wall. The Dinosaur seemed to smile cruelly as it began to fly towards him at an alarming speed. He felt blood trickle down his forehead and the high pitches of the Dragons warmly embrace him as he fell asleep. His mind fully embracing the idea of death and hoping for a moment of serenity.
Darkness was second nature to Atelos. He could feel the black tendrils upon his mind and their pulsating. It drove him mad! He couldn’t sleep anymore or else he would see Hades. The cruel god that had once given him a source of power now held complete control when he was unconscious. However, Atelos didn’t see him nor the throne this time. He was in the recess of his mind but it was too filled with mist. He walked around in the mist, contrasting the darkness that lie everywhere. He continued to walk down the darkness and he felt something at his feet.
“You filthy Spartan! Get your feet off of me!” Atelos looked down and saw the god bound by the mist. It wrapped around his wrists and his neck completely isolating him. He struggled pointlessly, the mist giving no way to his struggles. The two made eye contact and something gripped his heart. Fear was in the god’s eyes. What could bind him like this? What could make this being of insane power on it’s knees before it? Atelos cowered away as the god continued to scream at him.
“Help me you damned idiot!” Atelos ran far away and into the light. He startled into the light.
His head jolted up and he was in a bed, not comfortable but not...the brick wall. He rubbed his head, bandaged together. He got up and saw someone there and he was reminded of his time in the Frozen Fields. It was a brunette and she had green eyes that one could get lost in. Her hair,
perfect and it stopped right before her shoulders. Her cheeks blushed as Atelos rose out of the bed. Atelos could feel his heart beat out of his chest as he looked at her. She was the epitome of all he had wanted.
“I appreciate the help miss, may I ask for your name?” She giggled a little bit before speaking. She outstretched her hand for a handshake.
“The name’s Eileen.”
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