Unfortunate encounter...

[Jacob]

*Setting: The forest tree's were green and lush, the ground sprouting vegitation was healthy and growing in clumps and masses. Birds chittered high in the tree tops and Crickets chirrped merrily in the strands of grass that waved from certain parts of the ground. The forest floor itself wasn't really matted with grass, but did have certain parts were it was visibly green. The remaining ground was just soil, mud, mushrooms and dead leaves.*

The young Reptile snarled, snorting as he passed a route renowned for its Reptilian pressence. Although Injin tried his hardest to avoid his Reptilian relatives he always seemed to come across them or their territory. It seemed like Destiny was nudging him into their direction, wanting him to have his soul ripped from him and die in a pool of his own blood as his family summoned their God.
*Sqwaking*
Injin turned his head to the sky, pushing himself to his hind legs. His sharp black claws slowly drew and he eyed the trees around him, sniffing the air gently. Two Doves were fighting over a female. He gently sighed, dropping to all fours once more and then proceeding to carry on in the same direction.

***

*Setting: The God smirked to himself, watching a group of small Ants run around on his black hand. Skittering up his claws and then back to his palm. Obitus was sat on a throne like rock. It was 7 feet off of the ground, giving him some height when he sat. Subconciously putting his power across to his followers. Many of his servants were shearing the flesh of their recent Mudokon victims, savouring their tender flesh and munching on their hard bones. However, one of them was approaching the Death God, an indifferent expression on his face.*

Melik: "Sire. The guaaards aaare taaalking, they aaare aaalaaarmed aaabout something..."

The higher being turned his head downwards to face his personal servant. The Ants on his hand seemed to squeal in pain as Obitus' appendage heated up, roasting them on the spot. One of them attempted to scuttle off of his hand, but failed, silently screeching in a puff of smoke.

Obitus: "Who...? Why...? Bring them to m..."

He stopped. Lowering his hand his lap. Slowly he smelt the air, his pupils dilating into vertical slits. He gently mouthed something, his mind awash and his expression vague.

Melik: "Sire?"

The God stood up, his wings shooting out to the sides for a brief moment before retracting to their original position.

Obitus: "Go...GO NOW, GET HIM. INJIN IS HERE!! CAPTURE HIM!!"

The Dragon roared these words, spittle flying off his pointed tongue and evaporating in mid-air. And as if they had been magicly grabbed by the spines and tugged to their feet, each Reptilian whom was on its stomach feasting was now heading towards the cave entrance...heading to the smell of the lowly, Reptilian which turned its back on its race.

***

He snarled, he knew something was coming. He could sense it, smell it. His eyes slowly became bloodshot, his right paw spasmed gently. A bitter taste seemed to crawl into his mouth and then, then he blacked out. His visions had never been this intense before, and as he saw the picture that was painted before him...he knew that it meant something.

*Vision*
The vision was first person perspective, as if Injin was actually there. It was a birds eye view of a village, a small and secluded hamlet of Mudokons. No-more than 15-20 huts were in this place, at each end was two tall towers. With Archers watching over the landscape. Surrounding the small area were thousands and thousands of trees. Lush, green vegitation. Swaying in the breeze. Injin seemed to be in the air, slowly sauntering downwards as if he was an Hawk scanning the area for a kill. He could hear the beating of wings, the slow breathing of a menacing beast...and then...death. Death was all around him. He was now on the ground, in the middle of the village. Strewn everywhere were the corpses of children, women and men. The Mudokons didn't seem to have stood a chance. All of them beaten to the ground, clawed, bitten, partially devoured. A small child moved slightly on the floor, the view tilted as if he had cocked his head downwards. And then slowly the creatures leg came into view, raising upwards. It was black and scaley, much like his own, apart from the fact that the claws were more like razor talons. The creature pushed down on the childs back, 'snap' rattled through the silence, followed by the overwhelming feeling of sexual gratification. The being then turned its head upwards, giving Injin the view of the sky...It darkened, the clouds seemed to swirl menacingly as if it was the beginning of a Tornado. Voices began to echoe now, one voice in particular, a childs 'Leave us alone, leave use alone!!' it repeated this...and then...

***

Obitus: "He is pure, he hasn't killed anything without need."

He snorted. He was crouched down, near the limp being. Reptilian guards and warriors had now formed a circle around the young beast, wondering why he was unconcious and what had happened prior to their finding.

Melik: "Whaaat to you suggest we do, sire?"

Obitus: "We can only wait."

He stood up straight, snarling. Although he had gotten his Godly powers back, they hadn't done him much good. After months of searching he was unable to find his nemesis, Spider. It was as if the cross-breed had never existed. And even though he could destroy this pathetic world in a matter of seconds, it would get him nowhere. He had bigger plans in mind, plans such as a war. He gently stroked his Silver bracelet. Smiling to himself. Injin seemed to be coming out of his slumber now and Obitus was eager to leave everything the way it had been, just so no suspicion was aroused. But as a parting gift, the God whispered something. Something sinister and yet shrouded in mystery...

"Soon child, soon you will understand everything..."

~End~

(OOC: Any comments?)