Fiction:War of Ages/March of the Apocalypse/Descension/Chapters 1-17

Chapter 1
The desolate terrain of Hell was unforgiving to any being who was unfortunate to cross it. Scourging winds blown past the alliance, passing from one horizon to the next. Jazzaroth looked to his left and saw what looked like a city covered in an inferno. He then looked to his front, the ground shook beneath them. The captains readied their weapons, and a pack of what looked like fourty demons, two-headed and bloodthirsty. Some Ultra Troopers ran forward to attack these demons, but were flung aside. These demons were the Makg'non, eighteen feet tall and teeth sharper than that of the Xhodocto.

The group fled the scene, the slowest were smashed to pieces by the Magk'non. They had escaped into the blazed city, taking cover under the charred ruins. The Makg'non left the remainder alone, and returned back to their territory.

The ash from the dreaded skies fell upon the ruins, and the day turned to night. Captain Ramikku peered out of a small hole and observed the environment. A horde of Makg'non, thousands perhaps, stampeded across the roadway. Ramikku retracted quickly as an incoming voice was heard on the intercom;

"Hello? Can anyone hear me? This is Admiral Kilnok. If you can reply, please do!"

"Kilnok? It's Jazzaroth. Where are you?"

"I'm somewhere near the Second Circle! Where are you?"

"Upper Planes...can you send me coordinates to your position?"

"Here..."

"There you are, Jazzaroth. We'll be returning to you, but it will take a few - wait...what's that?!"

"Kilnok? Kilnok?!"

"Nasturr'ex!! Jazzaroth!! We need assisstance!"

"I'll be right there!"

Jazzaroth and his group, including Ramikku, returned to their semi-destroyed ships and sped to Kilnok's distress.

Chapter 2
Jazzaroth and his squad flew to the battle in their dilapated speeders, only to see Kilnok and Tadjamad alive...barely.

"Kilnok? Tadjamad? Only you survived?"

"Yes. We...we were attacked by Nasturr'ex. As you can see...they ripped most of my troopers to bits..."

Jazzaroth observed the macabre that happened here. Amongst the remnants of the troopers laid the Nasturr'ex, dead on the floor. A massive crash was heard in the distance. Kilnok readied his binoculars, and six creatures with gigantic wings were scanning the area. One of them noticed the squad, and let out a terrifying scream.

"Xhodocto!! Go! Go! Go!!"

The squad entered their spacecraft, one of which was a Starrunner. One of the Xhodocto fabricated a scythe-like weapon, covered in an inferno. The demon swung the weapon, where red flames flew out of the blade. One of the spaceships faltered to the ground, and the remaining spaceships opened fire on the six Xhodocto. The Starrunner's main gun fired upon the Xhodocto, flooring them. At least, that's what they thought.

Ramikku believed that the Xhodocto were dead, until six dots on the radar shown up. The Xhodocto, which were now breathed in a black flame, with some of their skeletal structure visible, flew quickly to the ships. A small speeder was released from the Starrunner, containing Kilnok. As Kilnok opened fire upon the Xhodocto, one disappeared, and then reappeared, smashing the speeder's front off. Kilnok retreated to the Starrunner. The Xhodocto's leader had emitted a demonic energy beam from his mouth, leaving a smoking hole straight through the ship's cargo hold.

"What the heck was that?!"

Jazzaroth looked to the hole, perhaps wider than Jazzaroth was tall. All of a sudden, a Xhodocto's enormous claw ripped straight through the Starrunner. It roared at Jazzaroth, and then speaking a tongue which was not Dark Tongue. It was incomprehenisble, too difficult to understand.

"What the heck are you saying?!"

The Xhodocto then breathed out a beam of demonic energy, severing the ship in half. Jazzaroth made a leap to the side of the ship which the crew was in, giving him tremendous burns of where the ship was cut. The Xhodocto then flew away, leaving the ship to crash.

It eventually crashed, on the outskirts to the fifth circle - The Necropolis.

Chapter 3-A brave and selfless sacrifice
On the Necropolis, the Allies were currently in a desperate position. So then it was decided; after being summoned, it was now time for the Taldar to sacrifice. The delved into the very depths of Hell itself, escorted by the Krassio. Sending the few Taldar they had left, escorted by The Valader himself, they were about to sacrifice (presumably) their entire species.

So they did just about the bravest thing ever.

They plunged into the deepest depths of Hell.

Were the Gyronic not protecting them, they'd be obliterated instantly. But the Krassio using the Psionic powers, and with the Delpha Coalition of Planets and some others (including the Loron) beginning their great attack, the Xhodocto weren't even much of a problem. The Taldar who had survived had been strong enough to resist them. But, however, another threat emerged...

"Stand down. Immediately!"

came a voice. The Krassio and no one else recognised it. But the Taldar did...

The Vyroni-Ralzoids. The Traffphyds.

What were they doing? Why were they stopping the Taldar? No time to ask such questions.

"Stop your ship. RIGHT NOW."

"Traffphyds! What are you doing here?"

"Oh, nothing. We can't have the Xhodocto failing. This shall not only be the March of the Apocalypse, but the Fourteenth Time War. Last time, you defeated us. This time, we'll win. With Zargoth leading us, you'd better be prepared."

"No! We'll not die. TO ARMS!"

The Taldar & Krassio fired upon the Traffphyds. The Traffphyds struck quick and hard, then hid in the shadows. While the Krassio Host were suffering, the taldar simply slowed down time for the Traffphyds, and sped it up for the Krassio and the Taldari Guard forces. Several ships were downed. A crash. An explosion. Another ship down... then gunfire stopped. Who's was it?

The Taldar looked.. the last Traffphyd ship had been downed.

"Grr... DIE! THIS IS NOT OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The Taldar arrived, at the very depths of Hell...

"Are you sure you want to do this?" The Valader said.

"Yes. We're positive. Don't worry, just wait..."

What did he mean by that? The Taldar reverted the Krassio to their position before the escort, but not their memoires. Taldar's instructions were clear- defend yourselves and wait for a Gold & green light to race past you. In just two minutes, it came.

it was a glamorous sight. The Gyronic energy spread, using up all the Taldar's souls, and all the Light Gyronic energy in Hell. But it meant good things were to come; the Xhodocto were now weakened, and found it much harder to use their demonic attacks. The Allies were more powerful now, this put the Allies and the Xhodocto on nearly the same level. This meant the Allies, while unsure of the Taldar's fate were very much relieved. What effects this had, and what was yet to come, were sill to be revealed...

Chapter 4
Tyraz wakes up on the Zazane Mothership, still wearing the armour that made him Descend. His Zazane soldiers have circled around him, scared and shocked. Tyraz looks up the soldiers.

"What? What are you looking at?" asked Tyraz.

Tyraz looked down and saw the remains of what the Xhodocto that attacked him. It wasn't dead, just defeated. General Thang walked into the room.

"Tyraz, the ship has crashed!" exclaimed Thang.

Thang looked out of a window. The fiery landscape of Hell didn't scare him at all. After all, he was a Zazane. He had torn a Xhodocto to shreds. Tyraz's eyes started to glow a blood red.

"Thang, get this ship out of here! I'm going solo on this one." said Tyraz.

Thang didn't dare argue. He led the soldiers away, leaving Tyraz alone. Tyraz's body burned and ached, but this was a good sign. He started to grow angrier. His wings began to get bigger. Soon, a black aura emerged from his body. He looked upwards and let out a fierce roar. His Zazane instinct has taken over. He had become more powerful and more dangerous. He has Descended again. With just one punch, he tore a hole in the ship. He jumped out and let his wings spread. He flew over the terrain with ease. He has started searching. Searching for more to destroy.

Chapter 5- The Eighth Circle of Hell
In order for the allies to reach the Eighth Circle of Hell without trouble, an army would have to fight against major enemies, such as Hell's Guardians. None of the armies were, at the time, courageous enough to fight. Except the Loron, of course.

A lost fleet of DCP were found in the 9th Circle of Hell. Everyone had already believed they'd gone too far.

"Admiral! We'll need to find a nearby ship in order to progress onward!"

"Let's scan the space nearby. Hmmm... interesting... a primitive ship has shown up, as has a ship of Vartekians and Rambo..."

"Contact them! Immediately! There's not enough of us to hope to survive Hell, or even get back!"

After a few transmissions, they discovered all were lost but the Loron.

"We cannot, I mean, we will not help those barbarics!"

"Agreed." said the Vartekian captain

"Look, if you just work with them..." the RFambo began

"Oh quit yer whinin." Zr'Ahgloth cut in. "If we isnt gonna help yas, who is? Com on boyz. Lets fight some Xhodies... wivout da Krassio Boyz."

The Loron fleet tugged some ships along, until they arrived at some sort of portal.

"There it is!" cried the Krassio on the communicator. "A portal to the other side of Hell! We need to know what each one looks like..."

"Indeed, we'll do some re- What was that?!" said the DCP Admiral.

He turned around, heard screams and saw a large shadow, trying to make out its shape. the shadow was gone. It returned.

"I shall deal with it..." a Vartekian said, trying to hide his fear.

"COM DEN YOU WANNA FIGHT ILL HIM OUT" said a Loron. SO they went together.

"A Xhodocto! Be cautious, they're on all ships!"

"Red alert. Code red! Code red! Kill da Xhodie boyz" cried a Loron.

Two Xhodocto down. 3. 4. A fifth died.

"Hey, this isn't quite as hard as it used to be!" the Vartekians said. Rambo troopers agreed. The Rambo finished the Xhodocto off, and the ship entered the portal...

beyond the portal seemed like a totally different world- everything was just... fake. As if everything was blurry and there was no surface. The starships looked like the only things actually real, even the beings were differe.nt

"Wat da hell...?!" Zr'Ahgloth yelled.

Soon, they saw something looking like a surface. it was right next to some sort of gate, but when they landed...

"Xhodocto! Millions of them!" The Rambo cried. They all s6tarted firing... for way too long...

"Hey, wait a minute!" one of the Vartekians cried. "These aren't Xhodocto! Just Hell guardians." At thatr minute, 4 huge creatures leapt out. All demons with 3 heads and a dog like body. They all looked horrific.

"RUN!! RUN FOR YOUR SOULS!!" the DCP yelled.

"SHUT DA HELL UP YA STOOpID WIMP." Zr'Ahgloth yelled. "Boyz- you go batter dem Xhodie fingies. Ill kill one of da Huge Monstas."

"Of course," the Rambo said, "Xhodocto forms would be perfect for hell guardians. Makes perfect sense..."

"Fine. Get our greatest weapons on the Guardians! Fire!" The DCp concentrated their fire, launching huge explosves. One of the larger demons was down.

The four Vartekians also had a problem. They faced another. The gun man fired, while the three warriors ripped at it. Two went to the side, it was on the floor, then their leader sliced at it's head.

The third was fighting alongside the Hell Guardians. OIn order to defeat them, the Rambo would need great strength. They simply sen t just about all their soldiers in that group to hack and zap away at the Demon... and it was down.

"Com den blud. You wanna start?!" yelled Zr'Ahgloth. He dissed the demon, even making raps. Enraged, the demon charged at the Loron, about to eat him, but Zr'Ahgloth pulled it down by the neck and jumped on it. Even a Loron was smaller than it's head. Zr'Ahgloth new what to do from here. He thumped it, then crashed at it's skull. It nearly smashed wide open, but the demon flung Zr'Ahgltoh of. It had little strengt, however, and two faal blows from Zr'Ahgloth's punches and it was down again. Before it got up, Zr'Ahgloth smashed the skull open and ate it's brain. Blood was everywhere, from the Demon, and all the Guardians were gone. In fact the atmosphere around them was gone- all four Demons were killed.

They new one thing- the 9th Circle was much less dangerous than before, and the path to the Eighth was safe... they only had to keep this up.

Chapter 6
Tyraz has landed on a cliff. He had followed Zr'Ahgloth's scent to the Circle. Tyraz has had a hatred for the Lorons ever since Lordess Nix died. He would wait to make his move. Watching him was a bear-sized demon. It growled at Tyraz, who turned to encounter it. Tyraz roared at the demon. Suddenly, the demon opened its jaws and revealed a tunnel filled with fire and deadly tongues. The demon leaped at Tyraz. Tyraz and the demon fell onto the ground below. Tyraz roared again as the demon batted his body. Tyraz grabbed the demon's throat and smashed it into a wall.

"Don't do that!!" roared Tyraz, smashing his claws into the demon's face.

As the demon died, Tyraz's left arm swelled up. It now turned to a rock-like claw that started to produce grey and white energy. Tyraz felt more pain, but he also felt more powerful. A black marking lined his left eye. He looked demented. Suddenly, he heard the Loron with his senses. He looked upwards and let out a fierce roar, releasing a ton of black and grey aura. He unfolds his demonic wings, which have now become a fusion of his original wings and wings made of black aura, and flies towards the scent.

Chapter 7 - Library of Shadows
As Kilnok arrived at a stone cave, the walls marked by the bones of what looked like a massive creature. Kilnok told his group to stay put in case of trouble. As he entered, he was stopped by a chained gate. The gate was white, almost blinding. Kilnok touched the gate, and stumbled. Kilnok was suffering from nightmares. The gate crumbled, to reveal a throne, and sitting in it, was an old, withered being. The being looked human.

"Who are you?" Kilnok questioned.

"The real question is, who you are. You are Admiral Kilnok of the Delpha Coalition of Planets. You are venturing the Necropoliirum to defeat Kamik'Shi, but your last chance to defeat him has died. Master Kroc was killed by Kamik'Shi. The Taldar then sacrificed their lives to weaken the Xhodocto. Yes. That is why you are here. You wanted to search this library for answers. You were looking for a book, weren't you? No. If you came here 20,949 years ago then you would have had books. But instead, you have me. A human who knows all. Has seen all. And will see all."

"What?"

"Test me if you so wish. You could...try to kill me. I'm afraid that's not possible. It would also be wise not to attack me unless you wish to unleash the Xhodocto legions. Well, it seems you are questioning the future. I can tell you the answer is no. You will fail to defeat the Xhodocto...at least for good. Instead you will beat the Xhodocto soon, not today, or tomorrow, but soon. But someday, beyond your death your kind and this universe shall fall."

"What is your value to the Xhodocto?" - Kilnok questioned again.

''"I am Kez'Ksha. I was part of the Kei'Un tribe, and refused to follow the Xhodocto. Kamik'Shi, in return forbade my aging and death and gave me the knowledge that once was the books that were here. The knowledge he did not give me was how to defeat the Xhodocto for good. Nor is it possible to do so...you want to know how to resurrect Kroc, don't you? I am sorry to tell you that the task is not as easy as you so want it. You think that the sword can resurrect Kroc alone? Well, then. That is where you are mistaken. This only took one half of his soul out - the other half has been destroyed by the sword. As you see, the soul has two sides. One is light and the other darkness. This...benevolent sword consumed the light side while it banished the shadow side. To re-create the shadow side, you must find the embodiment here. Within Hell. Capture the soul with this sword. It captures the souls of the wrongfully damned. Here, Kroc must use this sword until the time is right for him to use the Xhodocto Bane. It will have no effect here."''

"Thank you for your help, Kez'Ksha" - said Kilnok.

"Do not thank me. All of this was pre-ordained at the start of reality. Now leave me. Me giving you further knowledge will destroy you..."

Chapter 8 - penetrating the eighth circle
''The Xhodocto Angazhar was meditating. He felt a surge of pain, not any pain, but demonic pain, as if the energy had been sucked out of him. This was not unheard of, and he carried on, shrugging it off. But it kept happening, and then, he saw a vision. It was a vision only a Xhodocto could comprehend, but it frightend even for him.''

In hell, the Taldar had sacrificed themselves, releasing vast amounts of light Gyronic into hell. The Xhodocto had been weakend. It was time the DCP decided to take advantage. But with what? The space forces and armies were already fighting. No, something new is needed. The DCP has been training legions of psychic soliders trained in the arts of Elemental energy and psionic energies. As the DCP's psychic armies were assembling, an army of telepaths, psionics and other energy cultivators came over the horizon, they had felt the surge in activity (some reincarnated heroes from ancient times too), and they had come. Come to the end of the universe. Behind them was an uncountable number of starships from an uncountable number of empires large and small. They had amassed. The Xhodocto are now much closer to the level of of the Onuris alliance, and this will prove difficult even for them.

The DCP attacked with new vigour, and the elementals and psionic warriors clashed with the Xhodocto. There was no gunfire, no blades, but the warriors were fighting with their own power. The Xhodocto overpowered many of them, but were surprised by the stamina of the elemental warriors. They did not tire, even when the psionic warriors were getting slower. The Xhodocto were more used to fighting psionic warriors and beings of light, rather than warriors with other energies. And for one of the few times in war, they were forced to withdraw, and fall back. Then at the battle of Eighth wall (the number 8 being a significant number to many cultures), the mighty fleet of ships descended, and stormed the Xhodocto armies.

Bo Ramik the ascended, and his army of elementals got ahead of the rest of the fleet. There lied a wall, a barrier of demonic energy, seething with evil. It appeared different to everyone, to one, it was a dimensional Domain wall, another it was a form and not an object, to Bo Ramik, it looked like a thick, viscous wall of mud, with skulls sticking out, even falling out, and stagnant blood oozing out of rotting flesh! This tricked the elementals, as it appeared different to everyone, everyone tried to break the barrier in different ways, a hydrobender tried to solve the issue by boiling the "wall of ice", a telepath tried to break through the wall by entering the "mind of the key holder". To the fleets and armies above, they tried to bombard the "deflector wall" but to no avail. A Spode follower prayed to Spode, his gutteral voice echoing loudly in his throat. Nothing worked, everyone tried, almost everyone. But then Bo Ramik sat down, and entered a deep meditative state. He then saw the wall for what it truly was - nothing. You cannot destroy or manipulate nothing. After that realization, he reached out his mind to the telepaths, and told them first. Soon it reached the entire united army. Some couldn't get passed the wall, but as they saw the legions that did walk through the wall, they realised it was true, and walked through it. The had wall vanished, it never existed. the allies pressed on...

Chapter 9
A figure shoots at a demonic being while sliding smoothly to its right. The demon is quickly obliterated by the figure's high energy weapons. This figure was Mecha. Mecha stopped sliding and reloaded its weapons. Mecha's detectors scanned the area to detect energy sources and incoming enemies. Mecha turned, sensing a demonic foe. Mecha fired his energy weapons, just further angering the demon. The demon fired a blast of red flames, but Mecha slid and dodged. Mecha jumped towards the demon and fired a blast of Syphon at the demon. The demon's mouth was washed out by the beam and fell onto its hands and knees. The demon roared and launched a bunch of fireballs. Mecha couldn't dodge and was struck. There was a large explosion of smoke. The demon roared victoriously. Suddenly, when the smoke cleared, a huge bunch of nuclear projectiles fired at the demon. The projectiles exploded and the demon fell onto the ground, dead. Mecha was unharmed. Mecha shrugged and walked away. Suddenly, something appeared on its scanners. Something big was in its range. Something very big...

Chapter 10
High Captain Cycklos, third in command of the Sylit Republic, led SR's attack on the Xhodocto. While on board the Whirlwind, his ship, a portal to deeper Hell opened in front of the fleet he was leading on the attack. Unable to change direction, the force of the portal sucked him in, while the rest of the fleet was able to move around the portal. Losing control of his ship, the Whirlwind and its crew headed toward the ground, far into Hell. Before the crash, Cycklos's escape pod was launched, and he landed near the Eight Circle of Hell. Cycklos felt different, as if he had changed. He looked at his body, and it was barely his. His hands were different, as were his feet, mouth, poisonous antennae, spikes (one wasn't even there), and he had even grown wings! He remembered someone else having looked like this, a prophet of the Flame. And Cycklos realized that he had ascended.

Chapter 11
Angazhar arrived at Kamik'Shis's palace. He knelt before the Dark God, who taken the form of Draguros.

"Master," Angazhar muttered. "I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but the Xhodocto are unable to use their energies..."

"And you too. We must change this course of events. I have been, meditating on this. I shall be able to create you a new body, one where it is impervious, indestructible and invincible. Even the Ravenrii shall fear us. Yes, I have made myself a body as well."

Angahzar observed the doomstone, which contains souls. It was black, as the Xhodocto body is. But is glossed silver and a slight gloss of red. Angazhar's soul was leaving its body, and the souls of the doomstone entered the new one. The four eyes on the body glown red. Lightning surged around Angazhar's new form, emerging from his body a black aura which left a chill in the air. Angazhar had felt a power of which no one would ever feel again...

Chapter 12- The Attack of the Traffphyds
This time there was much less bother about guardians of Hell. When Zazane & DCP troopers attacked to breach the 8th circle and descend further, there was little issue. It was thought that they would face Xhodocto... the Core Federation and some Civatron were aiding the force. About to fight against the Xhodocto and the Guardians... they were attacked.

The Zazane and over half the Civatron forces went ahead to spear head the breaching, but the rest of the force stayed behind. Everything happened so fast. It would take a nanosecond to destroy an entire star ship. the Traffphyds ripped through the Allies.

"Wait!" the DCP said. "Who are they?"

"Traffphyds..." the Krassio saoid. "We've fought them before..."

"How do they travel so unnaturally quick?" a Ravenrii asked.

"They don't... they're twisting time" the Civatron said.

"So... how are we going to defeat them?"

"Wait!" a DCP member said. "Use time manipulation! Slow down time!" the DCP slowed down time using their ships technology.

"DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!! KAMIK'SHI SHALL DESTROY ALL!!!!!!! HE IS THE GREATEST GOD TO EXIST! YOU ARE WORTHleSS!!! Do you want to die extremely quickyl, or die slow and painfully..?''"

"No!" the ravenrii yelled.

"''Slow and painfully it is then. The Traffphyds engaged in close combat. They tore through time with rips and teleported so quickly. No one knew what was happening, but the Traffphyd ships were soon down.

"Good," a Grimbolsaurian said. "Go breach the Eight circle... WHAT THE?!" the Traffphyds were still there.

"You must understand, Grimbolsaurian. We shall be triumphant, your wotrhless souls shall perish. Now... DIE- NOOOO!!!" he siad, as the Ravenrii & Civatron defeated the last of the Traffphyds. Many had died doing so, and nearly all the rimbolsuarians lost their lives in the battle. Then, suddenly, the Zazane & other Krassio returned, slightly less in numbers and a little more damaged.

"We breached it! What did we miss?"

Chapter 13
Like many of the Allies, a contingent of Gjigantrox forces was pulled into the realm of the Xhodocto during the Great Shattering. This group included Morphos, a Gjigantrox military officer who had betrayed the allies and joined the Xhodocto, and Carillion, Chief Ambassador of the Gjigantrox Interstellar Empire, who had been chasing Morphos on the Ambassador, his personal starship. Morphos had killed Carillion’s son, Aerlon, during his betrayal, and Carillion was determined to bring him to justice. After being pulled into the Xhodocto’s territory, both the Ambassador and Morphos’ ship crashed. Morphos fled, and the Carillion prepared to pursue him.

“''Sir! Preliminary reports from the crash indicate several casualties. Half of our engines are down, and we don’t know how long it’ll take to fix them. In short, sir, we’re stuck here.''” That was a lieutenant reporting to Carillion.

“''Thank you, lieutenant. Now, we need to-''" But he was cut off by a cry.

“Xhodocto!”

The demons were upon them, seemingly from out of nowhere. The Ambassador was suddenly surrounded by the fiendish warriors. The Xhodocto charged at the Gjigantrox, who drew their blasters, desperately trying to hold back the dark tide of warriors. Carillion drew his blaster, snapped off a few shots, and then ran to a communications officer.

"Get me one of the Allies!” he ordered. “Kilnok, Ramcard, anyone! Even the Lorons! We need help!''”

“''I’ll try, sir! But there’s a lot of interference. I doubt that I can get to anyone.''” replied the officer.

“Do what you can.” said Carillion. He turned to the lieutenant, who stood behind him, firing on the Xhodocto. “''Gather some troops. We’re going after Morphos.''"

“''Sir, we can’t abandon the rest of the crew! They won’t hold out for long!''” protested the lieutenant.

“''We can’t let the traitor escape! He knows things that the Xhodocto cannot be allowed to find out. If he tells them, we will all die. Now gather some troops!''”

The lieutenant reluctantly pulled together almost twenty soldiers, and then they, along with Carillion, slipped away from the battle. Once they were away, they found themselves on a vast, open plain. In the distance, they saw a small figure, apparently fleeing.

“''It’s Morphos! After him''!” cried Carillion.

They began the chase. Running, they set a quick pace, but Morphos was far away. Coming even within shooting range of him would take time.

For the next half hour they followed Morphos across the plains. Soon, Morphos was joined by more figures, probably Xhodocto. After several more minutes, the Gjigantrox heard a noise from behind them. Turning, they saw a speeder bike approaching them from the direction of the downed ships. All of the Ambassador’s bikes had been damaged in the crash, but apparently this one had been repaired. As the bike reached the group, Carillion called out to the rider.

“What’s happening back there?” he asked.

“We’re holding them off… for now,” said the rider. “They don’t die, of course, but we’ve managed to blast some to bits and tear others to pieces.”

“Good,” said Carillion. “''Lieutenant, come with me. The rest of you, follow us. We may need help.''” With that, Carillion leapt on to the speeder and took the controls.

The lieutenant and the soldier who’d brought the speeder, an engineer, sat behind him, and he shot off after the Xhodocto. The speeder was fast, and soon they were close enough to open fire on Morphos and his companions. Some of the Xhodocto were hit by the blasts, but they were soon up again. Then the group changed direction, charging the speeder.

When the Xhodocto were just meters from the speeder, Carillion punched a button on the control panel. At the front of the bike, two swords flicked out, running parallel to the ground. Then, the first Xhodocto hit the bike.

The Xhodocto was sliced in half by the sword blades. It wasn’t dead, but it surely wouldn’t be fighting anytime soon. The others scattered, leaping away from the speeder. Carillion drove through the middle of the group, his soldiers firing behind him. The speeder cleared the Xhodocto and came about for another run. As it flew by a second time, several Xhodocto leapt onto its sides. Carillion drew his sword, and he swung it at the nearest Xhodocto. It dodged, and he swung and missed again. On his third strike, Carillion lashed out and struck his adversary’s hand from its arm. The demon screamed in pain and rage, an awful sound, and for a split second it was distracted. That split second was enough. Carillion brought his sword around in a wide arc, and he severed the Xhodocto’s head from its body.

Then the speeder hit something, a rock outcrop, perhaps, and it was sent spinning through the air. Carillion was flung at least thirty feet from the speeder, and he was knocked almost unconscious by his impact with the ground.

When he became fully aware of his surroundings, Carillion saw a figure approaching him. It was Morphos. Carillion reached for his blaster pistol, but it was gone. Looking, he realized that all of his weapons, except for his sword, had been lost when he’d been thrown from the speeder. Morphos, on the other hand, was fully armed. He pulled a grenade from his belt, and he lifted it to throw it at Carillion. But just as he launched it into the air, grinning with a twisted smile, Carillion leapt up. As the grenade came down towards the ground, set to explode in less a second, Carillion slammed it with the flat of his blade. The grenade was sent flying back toward Morphos, and it exploded halfway between the two Gjigantrox.

Both combatants were blasted through the air. Carillion, having been fully aware that the grenade would explode in midair, had dropped to the ground, so the blast did not throw him far. Morphos, on the other hand, was launched backwards, landing hard in the dirt. When the smoke cleared, Carillion charged at Morphos. The fight was now even, for Morphos’ blasters had been damaged in the explosion. His sword was intact, though, due to its tralium composition.

As Carillion reached Morphos, he struck a savage blow at the traitor. Morphos barely deflected it, having just stood up after being hit with the blast. Carillion continued to be the aggressor, slashing and hacking, mad with rage.

“You killed my son!” he screamed. “I will make you pay!”

“Aerlon was weak.” Morphos taunted. "He deserved to die!”

Morphos was goading Carillion, trying to anger him into making a mistake. This strategy eventually worked. Carillion struck at Morphos with all his strength, sweeping his sword in a wide arc. Morphos easily stepped away from the blow, and as Carillion’s sword whisked past him, he knocked it from the hand that held it. He followed this with a punch to Carillion’s jaw, knocking him to the ground. He raised his sword.

“Now you die, fool!” he snarled.

But before he could deliver the killing strike, a shot rang out. Morphos jerked, and then he collapsed to the ground, smoke rising from the wound in his back. Morphos was dead.

Carillion sat up, expecting to see one of his comrades standing behind his fallen enemy. Instead, he spotted several Xhodocto spread out across the horizon. One of them held a blaster. It had clearly just been fired.

“Take him.” hissed an awful voice.

Carillion realized what they were going to do. They wanted to torture him, to learn the secrets of the Alliance from him. He could not let that happen. He lunged for Morphos’ fallen sword, intending to impale himself, and take his knowledge with him. But the Xhodocto were quick. Just as Carillion put a hand on the sword’s hilt, a blaster shot hit him.

“Stun bolt,” he thought as he slipped out of consciousness.

Carillion was alive, but in the hands of the Enemy.

Chapter 14 - Demonic Possession part 1
This is actually an adventure by Wormulon

Somewhere on the eighth plane, the DCP, Krassio, URC, Vartekians, Massarii Crusade, Rambo, Loron, Shka'Tun, Ravenrii and DSB had amassed a large army to confront the Xhodocto, controled by Admiral Kilnok, Spiritmaster Tadjeleon, Captain Ramcard, Captain Morobus, Votarah and his pet war dog. The other captains stayed behind in a hideout, but Kilnok led the troops into battle. The Vartekians refused to fight next to the Loron, and the Loron weren't in formation. Anyway, suddenly, an army of Mak'gon appeared out of nothing, like they popped into existence. However, the allies stuck toether, back to back they dispensed with the foul creatures. However, the slaughter had not finished, out of the blue, the Xhodocto just "appeared", they had not teleported either. Kilnok belives it is because hell is their realm and it abides their laws, and beings with demonic energy can unlock them. The Xhodocto had been severly weakened, being shorter and more easy to kill, but were still immensely stronger than any in the alliance and in less than a minute and half, the entire allied army save for Kilnok had been killed. The Xhodocto fed on their soul energy of their victims. It was a macarbe sight. However, one saw Kilnok through his cloaking device! He was making a get away to his DCP speeder, that was in a cloaking field. He had to run for his life, for his energy, for the fate of the war. He just about made it, missing a swipe from a Xhodocto's death sword by a hair's beath.

He wakled to the hideout, where he found the other captains. Kilnok told them of the grave news, and their armies they commanded had been destroyed too. They appeared out of no where. Some of Ramcard's crew had been killed. Worst still, they couldn't stay in their hideouts long, the replicators had mysteriously broken, as a lot of allied technology seems to do in the death realm and Votarah's war dog had eaten the rations. Captain Morobus, a Capricornian, held resentment to Votatah, as he hates the Vartekians for what they have done to the URC in the Second Galactic War. Kilnok told him to live in the now, not in the past for future, and the Vartekians could be a great help in the war.

It wasn't long until the Xhodocto - an ascended form, found the captains. He knew their names without even seeing them! Kilnok went alone to confront the evil demon, and told the other captains to run for it, but they didn't, and Tadjeleon used the power of Spode (or so he has said) to defeat the Xhodocto (or so it seems for now, as ascended Xhodocto cannot be killed). However, before he was defeated, he revealed some imoprtant infomation - now the Xhodocto's demonic powers had been weakened, they are now consuming the soul energy of their victims to gain power.

Not long after, Votarah recieved a transmission, apparently the Seven Starr Alliance coming for the rescue. But nothing seems quite certain in Xhodocto hell...

Chapter 15
Descended Tyraz has now fought many demons and his body has changed. His body was engulfed in a rock-like substance and his head now looks more demonic. He now has six mighty wings, all made from black aura. Tyraz smashes another demon's skull into a wall before turning round and facing a group of Xhodocto. Tyraz roars at them, while they just lunge for him. Tyraz and the Xhodocto all fall to the ground, brawling it out viciously. Tyraz repeatedly smashes his claws into the head of a Xhodocto. When Descended, Tyraz is just pure Zazane darkness and madness. He has finished with this Xhodocto, you can tell because he rips it in two. He then grabs another Xhodocto and swings it over his head. He then throws it into a wall and smashes his claws through its face. A Xhodocto jumps onto Tyraz's back, but Tyraz's tail spikes through the Xhodocto's chest and Tyraz turns around. He growls at the Xhodocto before opening his mighty jaws and taking a huge bite into the Xhodocto's head. Tyraz's tail pulls out and the Xhodocto drops to the ground. The last Xhodocto leaps towards Tyraz, but Tyraz dodges and grabs the Xhodocto. He jumps on top of it and chomps into its neck before ripping away at it. Tyraz has finished and spreads his mighty wings before flying away and joining the Allies.

Chapter 16 - Demonic Possession part 2
This is also a sequel to the adventure created by Wormulon.

Admiral Kilnok, Spiritmaster Tadjeleon, Captain Ramcard, Captain Morobus, Votatah and his war dog continued their walk through a valley filled with ash. They encounted some Mak'gon, but together they were able to slay them. Finally, the team found the rescue squad, but some things weren't quite right. One of the Grimbolsaurians adressed Captain Ramcard as Captain Ramikku, and didn't add the prefix "Admiral" to Kilnok's name (which a Grimbolsaurian would never do to a superior). The act was shrugged off lightly, but then Kilnok noticed the trooper didn't look quite right, in fact, none of the rescuers did. Kilnok asked what was wrong with them, and next, the entire rescue squad transformed into hideous zombie-like beings. They explained that they were the Xhodocto, and after their demonic powers had been weakened, they consumed the souls of the fallen instead, and possessed their bodies. However, since they had possessed mortal forms, after a quick battle, all of the possessed were killed (but the Xhodocto souls survived, their hosts were mere husks).

Afterwards, Tadjeleon claimed he was contacted by Spode, and they must continue in their direction, across a great barren plain. With no other options, the captains listened. They did find something, a strange tree. The skies darkened from a poison green to blood red, and then Kilnok noticed something glinting in the dull light - a crystal skull, the skull of a human. It began to glow as he approached and Kilnok picked up the skull, and suddenly a portal opened, sucking him in! The next second, he was back in the library. He walked across the various bookshelves to the center, where the human guru Kez'Ksha stood before him inside a pentragram, and nine circles (there were several other symbols, Yin and Yang, the tree of life, and the light at the end of a tunnel). Kez'Ksha was dissapointed with Kilnok, he had not yet found the sword, and he had lost lots of men in doing so. However, Kez'Ksha told Kilnok something very important about the eighth circle, it reflects the souls who are punished there, the greedy, the corrupt and most of all - the deceivers. The human explianed that everything is decieving in the eighth circle, and that nothing is what it seems (as demonstrated by the wall that Bo Ramik had to breach). With this new knowledge, his voice faded, and the entire libarary evaporated into flames. Kilnok found himself plunging into the darkness, and to his astonishment, he landed near the tree where he had found the skull, but the tree had transformed (into something like Yggdrasil, the Tree of Life from Norse cosmology). But stranger still, he was looking at his own body, he had astroprojected. Soon after seeing his own body, he lurched forward uncontrolably, and the next second, he was back in his old body once more. Captain Ramcard asked if Kilnok was ok, as he looked dazed, but Kilnok asked how much time had past since he touched the skull, Ramcard replied that that was no more than a second ago. As the team continued, walking into nowhere, they remembered all the things and places they enjoyed and would rather be in, Ramcard thought of a bed, Votarah thought of blood wine and a luxury starship, the spiritmaster thought of an alter and Morobus thought of Caprica. Strangely enough, a few minutes later, all these things appeared in front of their eyes, all other than Kilnok, who knew it was all a deception. Shorly enough, a huge Xhodocto appeared in front of them - it was the ascended Xhodocto they thought they had defeated before. He was undefeatable, and even these mighty captains would be killed quite quickly. But they did not give up, Kilnok readied his twin electric swords, Votarah readied his various melee weapons and Ramcard set his phasers to incinerate. They were not going down without a fight, but they knew ultimately, they would lose...

But, as if it was a miracle, Captain Cycklos, who had now ascended appeared in front of them. He couldn't kill the Xhodocto, but he could banish him, and took him by surprise! The illusionary objects they imagined disappeared as well in a flash, Kilnok was right, they had never existed. But the captains didn't beleive Cycklos not until he yelled "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" which is only known to the allies. And indeed it was the Sylit.

Cycklos guided the captains back to their armies. They now had the terrible job of counting the dead. But soon, they had to build another army once more, as they arrived at the gates of the ninth circle, and Kilnok must continue on his quest for the sword...

Chapter 17 - The Gates of the Ninth Circle
As the legions and ships, countless in numbers arrived at the Gates of the Ninth Circle, the commanders grouped together, walked up to the gates, and Ramcard had exclaimed;

"Stop hiding behind your walls, demons! Come out and play!"

But nothing happened. One Xhodocto emerged from the gates, but something felt wrong. Very, very wrong. As the leaders readied ther energies, the Xhodocto walked out, fairly slowly. All of them were firing at the Xhodocto, elemental energies, missiles, psionic energies and light energies were doing their best to attack the Xhodocto, but still they were walking forward. Crimson bolts of lightning were striking one of the Xhodocto's extended arms, and his eyes were also glowing crimson.

"Nothing's working! Did the Taldar's energy wear off?"

"I know that face...Oh...My...God... it's Draguros... Get the hell out of here! Now!!"

Draguros then disappeared in a bolt of lightning. A ball of demonic energy, hundreds of feet wide, emerged in the sky. A beam then fell down from this ball, and as soon as it hit, Kamik'Shi appeared. All of the legions, ships and vehicles were instantly destroyed. All but 1 million survived.