Shop Forum More Submit  Join Login
Whatever It Takes by NyxenAvenger Whatever It Takes by NyxenAvenger

Acauldrus grunted in pain as she trudged her way up to Xyr's lab, as she crossed the organic bridge she noticed a giant warship had crashed straight into the labs. And that floods of Tytan's warriors were flowing from every orifice, murdering every one of Xanon's daemen and brainpriests in sight and trashing the whole place, destroying years of research and science.

Acauldrus made her way into the lab, where she noticed a rather large bloated horned being scantly clad in black armour pinning down Xyr in an attempt to bite her face clean off. She punched it in the face with all her strength, which only enraged it and with its claws swiped down on Xyr's head. It barely noticed that Acauldrus was running up to strike its malformed head clean off, and in a split second its body went limp and its head rolled down behind it, leaving a trail of blood in it's path.

Acauldrus offered her hand out to the wounded Xyr, only to have Xyr lunge at her with a strange weapon in hand. She heard a faint groan behind her, its body fell to the ground lifeless. Acauldrus looked to down to Xyr, she grasped a bloody sword in her hand.

"Go with the gut, right?" Xyr smiled a faint smile, a rare thing to witness. Acauldrus gave a faint smile back.

"Looks like we've both got wounds, we need to get out of this place-argh!" Acauldrus put a hand on her wound, she grabbed the dead daemen's head and pulled it off with ease. She sunk her teeth into the side of its head and took a great big chunk of muscle and brain matter with it.

"You alright?" Xyr asked with worry.

"Mmph, I'll be fine. This daeman tastes like crap, but it'll have to do." Acauldrus stood straight up and looked towards Xyr. 

"You know any good places to hide?"

"I know the throne room is a safe place, it's doors are made of strong stuff. Lots of hiding places around that's for sure."

"How do you know?"

"Dad and me used to play hide and seek when I was little, those were the days..."

"Alright, so we'll head up there. You might as well bring that sword-prototype-whatever it is of yours with us, you're better at swinging a sword around than swinging a fist."
Xyr grunted with annoyance, but she grasped the sword tight as they both made their way out of the lab and into the battlefield that was the Hive Fortress. Xyr turned to ask Acauldrus a single question.

"Whatever it takes?"


"Whatever it takes."


The beginning of the end.


Djjacob1954 Featured By Owner Nov 9, 2015
Shit's gonna get real! It confuses me why Xyr has red blood when those sacs on her are blue. Odd, but keep up the awesome work.
SwordSparks Featured By Owner Nov 9, 2015  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Oh man, this is getting intense now!
majoramark Featured By Owner Nov 9, 2015  Student Traditional Artist
Man this story is getting deep.
Add a Comment:


Submitted on
November 9, 2015
Image Size
1,016 KB
Submitted with


20 (who?)