Fiction
his head, screeching from the
sudden bombardment of noise.
Light seared his world as his
vision returned. Huge pillars
of marble surrounded him.
Hundreds, neigh, thousands of
people watching in expectation,
all waiting for the match to begin.
So this was The Arena.
“Glad you could finally make it,
you old sod.” Ullr smiled. A voice
he recognised. The Norse God of
thunder, prince to the throne of
Asgard. Thor.
“Well, I had to show everyone
who was truly the best hunter
one day or another,” Jeered Ullr,
a huge grin spreading across his
face.
His grin quickly fell as a small
gurgling noise sounded behind
him. He turned slowly, axes in
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would to prey. However, the
most noticeable thing was the
huge teeth. As long and as sharp
as swords, yet spanning across
his entire oversized head. Each
one crusted with who knows
what. Tiny chunks of stuff that
can only be describes as “food”
were stuck between each one.
“What is this foul creature, Thor?”
said Ullr in disgust.
“That, my friend, is our
teammate.”
“But… But…” Thor gave Ullr a
hand, only to find a creature look, and he knew he should
in front of him. It was hooded, leave it be.
clawed and hunchbacked, and
a foul stench emanated from Looking around, Ullr had a
him… it?... Ullr wasn’t entirely quizzical look on his face.
sure. It brandished a cloak of “Shouldn’t there be five of us?”
blood red, a cape of human flesh Thor also looked round,
and, instead of hands, there were and sighed deeply. Almost
two serrated blades. A demon disappointingly.
so hideous in appearance, it “They might be a bit late… It
was revolting to even be in the happens sometimes. We will
vicinity.
have to carry on without them
until they get here.” A loud voice
Thor waved towards the creature, sounded throughout the arena.
and said lightheartedly “Meet “Thirty seconds till minions
Bakasura, the local Demon. I spawn.”
would say he doesn’t bite, but…” “That would be our cue.”
At this moment a huge, jet black
head shot out from underneath Ullr smiled.
the scarlet hood. Tentacles of Let the games begin.
varying sizes swayed back and
forth, seemingly of their own “Minions have spawned.” §
accord. It’s eyes of crimson
scanned Ullr, almost judgingly. It
seemed as if he was sizing him
up, licking his lips as a predator
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