Written By: Epicstu Wyyvernwriter

Submerged and unable to see so much as her own hand if she reached out as far as she could, “where are we?” Akiri found herself wearing a comfortable helmet and skin tight suit. She turned on Helga’s lights. Some illuminated around her while others illuminated ahead of her in the direction she pointed Helga. Around her was nothingness for as far as she could see.

“We are standing upon a planet in Aqu, an entire Realm of one hundred billion galaxies in an ocean with no surface.” Helga replied. “I’ve taken the liberty of putting you in an anti-pressure suit. Look to your left there and we can follow Hell’s glow to him.”

Wreathed in Heaven’s lightning Leonidas could breathe, was protected from water pressure, and could move freely as though there was no water around him. Heaven had blessed Snow in the same way before going to lift Hell, her Wyyvern Shieldwall of Deceit. When she could not, “Edward, what gives?”

“I don’t know,” Hell replied. “Try again.”

Heaven heaved and grunted as she put all her strength into lifting Hell off the ground, “You’re far too heavy to be wielded underwater.”

Hell took his Fennec form, “very well, I shall fight on foot.”

Betty’s air tight gyroscopically stable cockpit provided a set amount of air that refilled automatically when in close proximity to Ilean. The tanks treads had modified for underwater propulsion and her light frame allowed for quick movements. “I have sonar,” Mad said into the radio with a shutter, “and there is a very big blip right on top of us.”  Ilean looked up and grunted. “Your’re right, Ilean. The ax,” Mad flipped open a compartment revealing a red button. She pushed it causing Betty to transform into the cannon ax around her cockpit. Ilean put her mouth around Betty’s grip to pick up the massive weapon, but suddenly felt a disturbance in the water behind her like a strong current passing by. She turned, but there was nothing there.

Leonidas felt something similar and turned around just in time to see something slink back into the darkness. Putting his shield away, “we need lights,” he unsheathed his sword with his off hand so he could wield his spear in his main hand. Twisting the handle he caused the tip of his spear to become more harpoon like as he felt more and more currents around him. “We need lights! Is there a lot of them or is it just one really big thing?”

“Hold on,” Mad manipulated the screen in front of her until she could see all as though there was no darkness, only light. “One big thing,” her eyes widened as her pupils shrank at the sight of it.“Very big and definitely Undead.”

“How big?” asked Leonidas.

“We need to be prepared to move to another planet if it suddenly decides to swallow this one whole big,” Mad replied.

“What is it?” asked Hell.

“Giving visual to all your H.U.D.s now,” Mad replied still unable to look away from the creature’s eyes which each were easily larger than most suns and looked like circular lit skies with no clouds and full moons.

“Jesus, my devoured love,” Heaven trembled. “It’s the Kraken.”

“Move,” Snow screamed as she grabbed Leonidas and moved as fast as she could out of the way. Everyone except for Hell dispersed as a tentacle fell upon the world and wrapped around it thrice with extra length left from its end. As the Kraken attempted to lift the world into the beak that hid its maw of rotating rows of jagged sharpened teeth Hell made the world as dense and heavy as he and it sank rapidly toward the body with the most gravitational pull, its sun. A long descent.

Snow held Leonidas’s back using Heaven’s lightning as straps. “Get me to it,” Leonidas said with a smile of excitement on his face, “I want its eye.”

“I’ll drop you off on a tentacle and clear you a path, but you’re going to have to run to the eyeball yourself,” Snow instructed, “our Kingdom’s lightning will keep you from falling off while it moves.”

“Ilean and I are already on the thing, drop him off by us,” Mad suggested as Ilean used Betty’s rotating blade to travel from tentacle to tentacle as she slowly hacked them off one by one. “You are correct, Ilean, there are a lot of tentacles,” Mad replied to Ilean’s irritated growl, “keep hacking.”

“I see Ilean’s point,” Akiri admitted as she fired projectiles at the Kraken from Helga from her mounted position within the cannon ax’s gyroscopically stable cockpit. An invincible bubble shield projecting from Helga prevented the tentacles from getting too close.

“How did you do that so fast?” Mad questioned.

“I am the Wyyvern Knight of Mechanics,” Akiri replied.

“That doesn’t answer my question,” Mad argued.

To which Akiri replied, “yes it does.”

Snow dropped Leonidas off just in time to manipulate an incoming tentacle over and passed them with Heaven’s lightning blocking another tentacle with it as Ilean hacked it off. “Go Leo!” Snow shouted as she created a path through the swarm of cosmic sized tentacles.” Leonidas glared at the beasts eye with intent. “Now Leo!” Snow urged and Leonidas sprinted down the path as she created it for him.

Attempting to move into position to eat the sun, the Kraken found itself slammed against solid ground as, upon impact, Hell had turned the sun into an ocean floor and trapped the Kraken in a dome of Hellion bedrock. Then, taking upon himself a proportionally equal size to the Kraken, Hell held his hand out and Heaven, his Wyyvern Blade of Deceit,  came to him. The Prison of Heaven stood, its Damned cheering for the fight ahead, and stabbed the Kingdom of Heaven blade first into the ground before him as her inhabitants also cheered from their windows, rooftops, and streets upon her unbreakable blade.

*          *

“Hubris has made it back to the Meadhall,” Woodsmann announced. “Which means Set has been eaten by his Breachpoint’s Guardian.

“Same as Ares,” Mercedes added. “That leaves only Oya, Anubis, Bellona, and maybe Sun Wu Kong on the Gods’ Team.

“It looks like the Knight’s Team may not have lost a single member,” Woodsmann commented, “as none of their Wyyvern weapons have returned as of yet. Man, I really wish I could see what’s going on.”

“Me too,” Mercedes replied. “Each Breachpoint leads out of New Valhalla to another Realm entirely where our Realm’s laws can no longer effect them.”

“This means they are impeded only by their own limitations,” Woodsmann added. “It really sucks that we can’t watch the fight,” Woodsmann sighed.

“Yup,” Mercedes replied.

*          *

“You know you can become big enough to crush that thing with your little toe,” Heaven said to Hell as he used her to fight the Kraken.

Hell smiled, “we fight this Kraken with honor,” as he cut off tentacle after tentacle with Heaven’s blade causing her city to cheered.

Though equal in body size to Hell, the Kraken’s tentacles could still coil around him, “there are dozens of tentacles and we don’t seem to be making any dents in their numbers.”

“They are growing back,” Hell replied, then he spun Heaven around himself and began walking toward the Kraken at a steady and intimidatingly slow pace with his arms at his sides as Heaven eviscerated all tentacles in range as she spun around him freely. The Kraken attempted to move away, but its automatically regenerating tentacles were caught in the Wall as Hell grabbed hold of the Kraken’s two largest tentacles and began pulling the Kraken towards himself at an equally slow pace. He stopped walking and unsheathed the six-inch retractable claws on his feet anchoring himself to the ocean floor he had created. Planets and moons began to fall around them forced down by Hell’s floor’s gravitational pull.

Leonidas approached the final stretch to his prize, “fly me to it.” Snow moved the last tentacle that was in their way out of their way and then grabbed Leonidas, pulled him to just beneath the eye and tossed him to it’s level. “Ha!” Leonidas thrust his spear into the Kraken’s eye backwards so it would become stuck. Then he jumped from his spear over the Kraken’s head to its other eye and called his spear back to his hand pulling both eyes out with it, hooked by the harpoon tip. Leonidas fell stabbing his spear into the ground that Hell had made. “Ah ugh! Ah ugh! I have claimed the eyes of the Kraken.” His spear had grown immensely to accommodate for the enormous planet sized eyeballs skewered by it.

“Show off,” Snow muttered.

As it roared in pain Hell took Heaven by her hilt and stabbed her blade first into the Kraken before him right between it’s eyes at an angle so that she would hit its heart and twisted her. “The Knights have returned!” Woodsmann announced.

*          *

Earlier…

As they entered the Breachpoint together Trace, the Wyyvern Knight of Memory instead found himself in a dark room with water dripping from the walls and ceiling as the floor flooded. A lonely flickering lantern supplied a small bubble of fading light around him “My lord, Yog Sothoth,” said a bowing hooded and armored knight on his knees.

“How does he know your true identity, Trace?” Q questioned.

“I know,” the man looked up at the Wyyvern Handgun of Madness, “Q, because I am his Warpriest.” Then he bowed his head again and held above himself an open box containing a dagger with a black tactical blade that light could not reflect off of, “take it, you will need to be ready for him. He is coming.”

“We should help the others,” Q rebutted. “I want to shoot the Breachpoint Guardian in the face! Wait, who’s coming?”

“You aid them well, Master,” the Warpriest, still on his knees bowing his head beneath his offering, praised, “for your glorious presence is the only thing what keeps your fellow teammates safe from the Zombie Kraken’s Maddening gaze. My only regret in life is that I am not Mad enough to gaze upon your splendorous infinities myself, but in my desire for your eternal odyssey I have taken the Wyyvern and Archangel of Intellect, I have found the forge that does not exist, and I have crafted for you the Wyyvern Dagger of Intellect, William,” as he spoke its name the Realm around them became cold and absolute for a moment.

“Okay… William,” said Q and the Realm around them became cold and absolute for a moment. “William,” again the Realm around them became cold and absolute for a moment. “William…” he repeated to the same effect. “William. William. William. William,” Trace reached out to claim the weapon, “Full on schizophrenia here we come,” Q couldn’t wait. Trace took William in his off hand held blade back, “Hold on, who’s coming?”

“Nyarlathotep is here,” the Warpriest replied just before William began to synchronize with trace and Q. The painful process lasted until the Kraken was defeated and by then the Warpriest was gone and Trace found himself with his Team in New Valhalla thinking to himself, “they are not among the Dead, those who had once eternally lied, for in these strange eons even Death has died. Now they return,” Trace’s job as the Wyyvern Knight of Madness was to prevent them from entering the multiverse, “and I have failed.”

““The Knights have returned!” Woodsmann announced.

“Indeed,” said Mercedes, “and thereby winning the event.”

“With Sun, Hubris, and Magnus returned to the Meadhall I think its safe to say that the God’s team will be devoured by the Guardian of their Breachpoint,” Woodsmann added. “As the winning Team, the Knights may go and rescue the remaining Gods if they so choose, however only one of them may go to help and the rest must remain here to wait for their champion to return of be eaten.”  

*          *

The Warpriest of the Wyyvern Knight of Madness and Intellect stared from under his hood at the face on the cover of an ancient book bound in human skin, “failed your ends, yes,” he said. “Mine however, you shall meet involuntarily.”