Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ The Od Riders of the apocolipse ❯ chapter one ( Chapter 3 )

Author note: gundam characters should actually appear in this one!!! Will explain storyline hopefully too!!! Please review!!!!!!!!

Chapter one/extended prologue: how we came to be

Since the dawn of time, all races have been arguing about it. Since their very creation, they were taught to hate one, and ether ignores or tolerates the other. Heaven, hell and the mortal plains. Even the immortals cannot explain why the creator, well, created the other.

I wasn't there, of course. But we know. Both immortal races disagree on the details, but there is one little thing that both grudgingly agree on: that neither of the two greater races, unfortunately, could survive without the other.

It's one of the only messages from the creator that's still remembered by the two ancient races.

The rivalry and hatred between heaven and hells archangels and demons stretches just as far back, if not further.

It has become unclear over the untold centuries, even to us, the superior of the three races, how our seemingly eternal feud first began. (Both sides, however, happily continue to loath each other.) Heaven's residents have always, and seemingly will always consider themselves to be the more intelligent and the superior of the two eternal races. Hell's residents consider their immortal counterparts to be too self-rhicous, judgemental and up themselves. The mortal plains, namely Earth, is just a minor inconvenience, only slightly higher up on the scale then pond scum and angels/demons (depending on which one you are.)

But, I'm not here to explain the age-old mysteries of creation to you, seeing as, to tell you the truth, I don't fully understand them myself. I'm here to tell you how hell, and everything that's going on at the moment, came to be.

I'm here to tell you how the nine domains became seven. How Enma was destroyed, the original shinigami defeated, forgotten, replaced. How the five riders* were dispersed, and the odd riders instated in their place. How the new leader gained their position, and how relations with heaven started to be worked on.

(Quick note: for those of u who don't know, the five riders I meant were the riders of the apocalypse: chaos, war, pestilence, famine and the grim reaper)

One normally expects a memorable or universal life-changing act to happen on such an important day, like and `one dark, stormy night' kinda deal.

When solo-shinigami, the all-seeing, all-knowing god of death went missing, Enma didn't give him a second thought. With him out of the way, Enma thought, he would not have to listen to his constant orders and berating. Also, with solo-shinigami out of the way, Enma could make some drastic changes to hell, with no godly intervention whatsoever to stop him.

For almost a century no one questioned solo-shinigami's absence, that was, until Enma started making his changes to hell.

After almost two centuries of absence, hell could officially claim to have fallen into complete and utter chaos. Enma was still officially the king, but, in all truth, had lost all of his power, and, was only just beginning to realise that.

The five riders of the apocalypse: chaos, war, famine, pestilence, and the grim reaper had stopped taking command's from Enma shortly after solo-shinigami's disappearance. They left hell, venturing down to Earth (contrary to popular belief, hell is not under the planet Earth, and heaven not above. Actually, all three are spread out across the universe, Earth in the centre, heaven to one side, hell the other.) Ever heard of what the mortals call the dark ages? Let's just say that the five had a little something to with them.

Hell, as I said before, was in complete and utter chaos. Mortal plains were beginning to become affected. Now hell actually felt a need for solo-shinigami's guidance, no one knew where to look.

We are uncertain about how long solo-shinigami was missing, where he went and for what purpose he left. We are even slightly confused about his re-appearance, and his supposed death, but this is what is thought to have happened

I was there at the time, you know. I was `in service' for Enma at the time. (Lucky me. Since solo-shinigami's departure, being in service for his highness, Enma, meant ether being tortured, raped, tortured while being raped, or being that evenings `entertainment' meaning his highness would allow his `friends' to `borrow' you for a decade or two. Shinigami-knows what he did to the enemy's if this is how he treated us!)? Me and a friend of mine were dancing, while we watched two of our closest friends rip each other apart (warriors! I'll never see the point in a demon vs. demon match) when they walked in.

Enma didn't recognise him at first. He thought he was just another lesser demon, coming to beg for mercy.

Enma ignored them at first, but a feeling of unease had overcome him when these two figures, both cloaked, one with his/her hood up, one without, had entered the room.

It is unknown why he did it, but Enma lost his temper with these silent intruders, ordering the few powerful demons still `obeying' him to `dispose of them'.

That was when solo-shinigami revealed himself. It, like so many other details, is unknown what solo-shinigami said to scare Enma so, but whatever was said, it involved the tall, elegant, willowy, cloak-covered figure beside him.

He led Enma to a small arena where warrior slave-servant demons had been fighting minutes earlier; the cloaked figure silently following behind.

When they reached the centre of the arena, solo-shinigami motioned for them to face each other, as if preparing for them to fight. That was when he addressed the other demons present for the first time in what had to be over millennia.

"Since the dawn of time hell has been ruled by myself, the god of death, and Enma" he spat "Since the dawn of time, Enma has ruled brutally, cruelly, mercylessly, and selfishly. Hopeful that will end today." He announced to his silent audience. Even after a thousand years of absence, solo-shinigami still held an air that commanded respect and radiated authority. That respect and authority was still recognised and higher than any shown to Enma.

"For the past thousand years, I have travelled thorough demonic, angelic, and mortal plains, seeking the one my brothers destiny and dream foretold. Recently, I found the one I set out to look for. For the past one hundred years, I have been training them to fight, rule, govern and to lead." He motioned for the cloaked figure to remove their cloak and reveal them.

The tall, willowy figure wrapped in the ornately covered black and silver cloak stepped forward. Their black velvet cloak was covered in a stunning silver design of heaven, hell, space and of one of the mortal plains, Earth. The clasp holding the cloak together was made of white gold and silver, and intricate design of a lone white wolf with crossed scythes behind in.

Solo-shinigami nodded once towards the figure, encouraging them to remove their cloak.

Behind the cloak was the most enchanting figure any of us had ever seen. A tall, willowy, feminine-looking man stood before us, looking no more than fifteen, sixteen at the most. A long, mid-thigh length braid hung elegantly behind him, black, amethyst and silver streaks visible among the chestnut braid.

His eyes were a deep violet-cobalt blue, changing to black then red then slowly back again.

A small silver and amethyst spider tongue stud showed as he quietly whispered something only shinigami could hear.

Black, white and violet makeup adorned his delicate features; silver rings and bangles his hands.

A wicked-looking pair of black and silver-violet wings gently fluttered on his back, a black and white changing pointed devil tail flickering gently by his side. His outfit was just as impressive, if not more so, then his cloak. Low-slung tight black and silver leather trousers adorned his slim hips, a small silver spider stud visible in his bellybutton, a beautiful silver scythe belt hanging from his trousers and encircling his waist. He wore black-violet tight tank top, white gold armbands encircling both of his upper arms.

Two swords hung from his waist, one strapped to his back. One sword was dominantly white gold with a sun and angel design. One sword was raven black and silver with a demonic picture on the sheath. His third sword was a curved violet and amethyst sword with some form of human writing on the sheath.

Apparently, I found out later, that he had eight throwing knives hidden on him, as well as a black and white staff and two small double-ended scythes.

" This is Duo Maxwell. He has been training with me to become the next god of death, and, once he defeats Enma, he shall become hell's new ruler." Solo-shinigami calmly told them.

"Ha! You think he could defeat me? I'd like to see you try!"

End of chapter one

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