The Butcher

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A lone warrior wandered in the corridors of the home..looking for it. Humanity had been cursed long ago with a forsaken wasteland placed in the northmost area of the world. It was cold, it was dangerous, there were no living things..and all of the water was either frozen or poisoned.

 

 

 

He rummaged through the old cabinets. He sheathed the dagger, and then kicked the bureau aside. He took his sword..and, with a mighty blow, blasted a hole in the wooden wall. There it was! A small tunnel led inwards.

 

 

 

He scrambled through and reached a small corridor. It was stone..and it was dark. He maneuvered through the hall, sword in hand..and walked into a small room. In front of yet another hallway, there was a large wooden beam. It held up a small pile of rubble. He quickly pounded the beam..and it snapped. He jumped back as dirt and debris fell from the gaping hole in the roof.

 

 

 

CRUNCH! He stepped on something. He muttered and incantation..and light revealed a gruesome sight.

 

 

 

Blood covered the walls, dried and rotting. On top of the fallen rubble, were 2 corpses..former warriors sent by the kingdom of Mal-ghanid. He spat upon their corpses, and raised himself into the hole.

 

 

 

There was a small corridor..about 10 feet long. Along the walls were cells..as if prison cells. Inside were old rotting corpses..tortured by the evil one. Yet..in the cell on the far wall..a figure was huddled over. It was large, seemed to be wearing armor..and carried an old looking hammer in one hand and a hatchet in the other.

[adam_ross0]

He muttered the same incantation..and light filled the room. There he was..the butcher. He huddled over a freshly-killed adventurer. Blood streamed down his armor..and he spat a piece of flesh out of his mouth. He let out a battle cry..and charged forward.

 

 

 

The warrior raised his sword and slashed at the butcher's leg..it connected. The butcher didn't seem to notice as he raised the hammer. The warrior rolled out of the way and the hammer hit the ground, breaking the tiles where it struck. The warrior slashed twice more..and off came the left pauldron. The butcher was angered by this. As the warrior looked at him, he got the first good look at the most dreaded creature ever to be spawned.

 

 

 

It looked exactly like a minotaur. It was 12 feet tall..stubby legs..a muscular torso..and a bull's head with horns that protruded from the helmet. The butcher threw aside the hatchet, and punched the warrior square n the chest. BAM!! He collided with a table, smashing the wood. He quickly raised up as the butcher threw his fist once again. The warrior took his sword..and aligned it with the butcher's oncoming punch.

 

 

 

The butcher screamed in pain..2 fingers had been cut off with the blow. As blood spurted onto the floor, the warrior threw down his shield and jumped onto the butcher's back. He took the hatchet he had thrown and lodged it into it's shoulder, causing more pain. The warrior jumped down, and ran around front. While the 8 foot horror was distracted, he jumped onto it's chest..knocking it to the ground.

 

 

 

Using his legs to pin down the butcher's arms, he raised the sword. The maneuvered it towards it's mouth as it resisted. He raised it really fast..and with the speed of a hawk, slammed it through the butcher's head.

 

 

 

He had conquered the deadliest creature to walk the earth.