remember that hunters doesn't count.
Ch 17 - Almost To Easy
Y'ato stood there. he didn't want to fight another morpher, only because the war had not started yet. a voice called out "let the fight begin.". the man turned into a bear, a giant grisly. Y'ato choose to take the form of a agile black panther. the power of the stone he had touched in the temple was still coursing through him, he belived it would probably remain there for the rest of his life. he used it and further enhanced his mucles. his opponent roared, and started charging to him.
Y'ato sprinted, his supercharged panther legs carrying him to over 70 kilometers and hour. his opponent stoped running and planted his legs apart and prepared for Y'atos attack. Y'ato had an idea and tucked his tail in, consealing it from the bears eyes. he turned the end of it into a scorpion stinger, poison and all. Y'ato moved to dodge between his opponents legs, clearly he had been expected to jump by his opponent, who awkwardly swiped down. Y'ato ducked lower and brought the stinger out and drove it into his opponents belly as he ran under him. the tip of the stinger ripped out of the rest and felt to Y'ato like he had broke his ass.
Y'ato turned and ,seeing his opponent gaging from the poison, turned back into his human form. he knew that the amount of poison a stinger that size would kill him within a few minutes, painfully at that. Y'ato was going to finish him to save him the pain but that voice called out again, saying "the difieler must be killed in punishment for drinking the sacred waters, finish him guards." Y'ato turned and saw to men jump out of a large both in the stadium walls. they turned into rinosorusis on the way down and landed hard. they were within twenty yards of him and they charged him, pincering him in a V.
Y'ato sprinted to the wall of the stadium his body still enhanced. the guards followed him, the ground thundering behind them. Y'ato jumped off the wall and turned 180 degrees. he hadn't jumped high and when he landed he took a step back, reaching his arms out and placing them on the wall. calling on his powers he reached into the sandstone, manipulating the molecules of it like he would his cells during a morph. stone shot out of the wall, impaleing the rinos. the entire stadium gasped, and broke out in wispers and exclamated conversations.
a man dropped down in front of him and, before Y'ato could do anything , smashed him on the underside of his jaw with a club. Y'ato broke out into stars as he heard the man say "the king wishes an audience with you." Y'ato half saw, half felt more guards drop down. the flurry of club stikes unrelenting, but the pain he felt didn't last long as he finished passing out.
Y'ato found himself chained to a wall, he could not exactly see in the dim lighing but he heard chanting around him. he looked down and saw a stange rune glowing under his feet. Y'ato tried to morph himself out of his bonds, but he felt a huge electrical shock move up him and place him in an agony so strong he could not. Y'ato was about to pass out again, but set himself against it and held his contiousness.
A door opened in the back of the room, hidden in the dim light from Y'atos eyes. the door close again and a siloete stepped into view. "that was a trasmutational morph you proformed, that is a forbiden and forgoten art." the figure said, "the only few who know how to proform them are either dead or with the rebels. and so you must be with those magot rebels, and for that you will die like you should have in the arena for your other crime. and im sure the world will be happy to be rid of you."
The door opened and closed again quickly. a figure hurried into the room and began speaking on his way to Y'ato. "King Leetus, you can't kill him, he is the one the prophecy speaks of."
"what do you know of this man priest, he is a befouler and a killer and a transmutist as well." the man in front of Y'ato replied.
The priest replied "but I cannot allow you to kill him sire, not until he is proven not to be the one the prophe..."
"You damn priests and that damn prophecy, you sound like those F#*%!&6 rebels. those rebels are always saying that when he comes is a signal that this entire kingdom will be cleansed and rebuilt, and they claim that they do not want to be part of This kingdom so they can help clense it of all its corruption." the king harshly stated, "but he will not die yet, if your nagging is true then he will be killed anyway."
"What do you mean killed any..." Y'ato began, but the kings hand smashed his head against the wall and he passed out again
96'r goes.
they always seem so short when i first type them in notepad.