Arachnid-le-Spider

Chapter IThe Chains That Bind The rattling of wagon wheels against a hole in the cobblestone road was what first jolted Wymare from his nap, their thinly constructed wood hitting each bump on the path with a relentless lack of subtlety. As the jostling carriage knocked him up and off his seat, he groaned as the allure of sleep was stolen away by his rude awakening, rubbing his closed eyes with his fingertips before opening them to behold the same scene he'd fallen asleep to earlier: the poorly lit interior of a station wagon, its parallel benches lined with young men and women in ragged, worn-out clothing. A mother near the door held her bab

Arachnid: Alright, the combatants are set let's end this debate once and for all! Scorpio: Choose your path wisely, it's time for a DEATH BATTLE! Arachnid: Let's get right into it! Tibetan Mountains, Quiet Location The breeze swept gently over a rising sun, snow carried by the cold wind blew to a place unknown to this harsh and unforgiving environment. Within the deep reaches of the mountain a warrior lays dormant, unmoved and unshaken his spirit shone brightly; the harsh degree of snow and panning revealed the warrior's appearance: A mask to conceal his face, long sharp hair that stuck out of his head-wear and a curved blade which rested

(For those who haven't seen Pt. 1 yet, please check it out!) ..We now return... Null Space, Nowhere KABOOM! The silence of Null Space was interrupted with a crash and a bang, two quantities of power with enough potency to shake the entire dimension rattled violently as a flash of bright, blinding light ensued which within those moments all went white until silence once more. The result of this explosion came from the now transformed Dawn-Wings Necrozma and Infinite who threw another punch towards one another in unison once again which created yet another bright glow of power which doubled the shaking in the current dimension they did batt

Yang Xiao Long: As if we hadn't have enough to go through, we're here! Sorry we had to rush this out prematurely, but, hey, what can you do. Guts: It's time for battle. -O-O- A Trick. They were tricked into this battle. False messages, pleads for help, and toyed emotions, and now they were 6 feet deep in battle with one another. Hammer struck shield, sword clashed against armor, and punches flew wildly. The God of Thunder dove forward and kicked The Amazonian Princess square in the stomach, sending her shooting back. She levelled herself with flight, and dove forward again, surprising him with a burst of speed and a hit that incidentally s