Fiction:War of Ages/March of the Apocalypse/Descension

The Descension is the story which the Onuris Alliance entered Hell, and combated the Xhodocto into the lowest depths of the Necropolis.

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
Techno wrote this I'd like it edited to fit the War of Ages accordingly if necessary

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
Angazhar returned to the Ninth Circle. Upon entering Kamik'Shi's chamber, Kamik'Shi sensed a change within Angazhar. He approached Angazhar, and said;

"There's a change in you, Angazhar. You...you've lost some of your energy..."

"All of us have, great one. You see, the Taldar..."

"What?!"

Kamik'Shi's fist smashed against the pillar of the chamber.

"What does this mean, Khazurhal?"

"It means...we have to take drastic measures. As our enemies lay in the Ninth Circle borders, prepare for the battle. Alert our friends, Angazhar. Your legion may be weakened, but you, Oprhurzhul Krath'Ashrughal and Santo'rakh are not. Ride into battle and crush our enemies into the dust. I will arrive afterwards. No one can weaken a Omniversal God."

"It shall be done, Kamik'Shi. I will alert my legions."

Chapter 5
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 6- 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.