|Loki take over the Quarry-men...
||[Jan. 5th, 2006|11:48 pm]
The hundred quarrymen that remained, cowered in fear of this weasel looking wizard. He may be a little bit of a coward himself but no one was going to question him. They knew better. He wasn't their leader for nothing.
Dante placed his head in his hand and let out a heavy sigh. What am I going to do? Damn that Leon and his friends. I'll get even with him somehow. He'll wish he had never met me.
"Having troubles I take it?"
"Who said that?!" Dante and his men looked around franticly wondering where this voice was coming from.
"IT'S LEON!! HE FOUND US I KNOW IT!!" One of the men screamed, sending the whole group into a panic.
"Hahaha...I don't know who this Leon person is but I can assure you I'm not him." Stated a dark haired man in a black pin-striped suit and his long black hair tied back in a neat low ponytail; who had appeared out of no where and was now standing right next to Dante. Smiling wickedly, he turned toward a terrified Dante and said one word, "Boo."
"AHHH...WHO...WHO ARE YOU?" Dante screamed.
Loki just laughed. "I swear, you mortals are so easily startled." He then lowered his gaze and glared at Dante. "Tell me wizard, why do you think you are worthy enough to know my name? Hmmm? Well come on Dante speak if you can."
Suddenly Dante's mouth began to seal up, his lips melting together into a solid wall of skin. He couldn't believe what was happening to him. He began to panic and flail about, running around like a chicken with it's head cut off.
Loki just laughed histarically. "Hahaha...I'm sorry. I couldn't help it. I always wanted to try that ever since I first got here. Saw it on that thing you call a television and thought it'd be fun to do." He waved his hand and Dante's mouth reappeared and was now open wide screaming "HELP ME!!"
"Hey hey, calm down. It was only a joke. I was only having a bit of fun with you there. Don't go insane on me now." Loki smiled simply and patted Dante on the back. "It's ok. See? You're fine."
Dante just stopped and stared at this strange man with the most horrified look on his face. "What are you?"
"Hehehe...I'm the god of mischief of course. I am Loki." He smiled evily at Dante as he introduced himself. "And you, my dear, simple wizard are now my newest follower. Right?" Loki looked into Dante's eyes. Dante knew that if he wanted to live a while longer, that he had better follow Loki's every command.
With a gulp and a nod, Dante replied quivering, "Yes, my lord. We are your servants." He then bowed out of fear and respect, mostly fear for his life.
Loki's smiled brightened. "Good." He said with a simple pat on Dante's back. "Now go tell your men."
"Yes my lord." Dante then turned to the crowd and began to explain the details of this new leadership and that if they wanted to live they'd do what Loki told them.
The entire crowd then stood at attention like that of an army and saluted their new leader, Loki.
Loki just simply smiled and waved to his new band of pawns. This is going to be fun. Now that they're under my control, I can use them however I want. Mortals are such simple creatures.