The Warriors of Chaos (Old version)

Gordon's POV

   I had done it. Finally I had finished it. Just in time for the con, too. The Cosplay of Kharn the Betrayer that I made for this convention was finally done. My friends had also made their own costumes, with Joey being Ahriman The Exiled, and Jared being Zhufor  the  Impaler. The other two had somehow managed to finish theirs before me, but I wasn't complaining. At least, not anymore. I checked the voice modifier to make sure that it worked fine, then proceeded to equip the suit of armor.  When I finished, I walked out of my room and downstairs where my friends waited for me.   They looked at me in my costume, and gave the thumbs up.   They then proceeded to equip their armour as well, and we then exited the building that was my house.   We all got into Joey's car  and drove to the convention, each happy that we  were going to our  first con.  When we arrived, we all filed out one by one, our armour making it kinda hard to move out of the car.

  After we eneed the convention center, we each split up and headed in our own directions. I decided to take a look around the stands, to see if there was anything worth buying. Let's see here.....Pony merch? No. I'm  not a brony, and  I don't think my friends are either. Star Wars? Nah. A Chaos Marine with a light Saber would look stupid.   Then I spotted two stands that had a random assortment of items, with both merchants eyeing eachother warily. I walked up to both of their stands and examined the merchandise. Then I found one thing from both that I wanted. One had a Chainaxes similar to Kharn's, and the other had his Plasma Pistoll. Just what I needed, seeing as  I wasn't able to complete the two items before the con. I picked both of them up.

  "How  much for these?" I looked back and forth  between them.  The one on the left, who looked like the merchant from Resident Evil 4, spoke first.

  "The chainsword costs thirty dollars." He told me, and his voice even sounded like the merchant. I looked to the other guy. He looked like the Chaos god Loki from the Mask series.

  "The Plasma Pistol is twenty." He said. I quickly put down  both items and pulled out my wallet. I handed the Twenty to Loki, and Thirty to Merchant. I then picked up both weapons and walked off. That was the plan. Instead, on my first step, I fall through a strange wormhole thing that appeared in the ground. As I fell, I twisted around and gave the opening of the hole the finger.

  "Fuck you  wormhole!  Where the hell did you come from?!" I yelled right before the top closed. Then the pain started.

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Merchant POV

  As the Kharn guy fell through the floor, I glared back at my rival.   He did the same. We just stood there, a silent war going on between us as a battle of death stares commenced.

  "While I wasn't expecting him to buy from  both of us, kindly remember that I was here first. You have no reason to be here. This is my stall area, so leave." I told him in a calm voice. He shook his head.

  "Why would I do that? I love selling my artifacts to the people of the world! Also, the spot my stall is in was  given to me. You have your stall, I have mine, simple as that. Now shut up, another Chaos Marine is coming." He snapped his head back to the area outside of the stall a small smile on his face. I sighed in defeat and did the same, minus the smile.

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Jared's POV

As I walked around the stand aisle, I noticed two merchants bickering about something. I saw that they both had some interesting merchandise, a random assortment of items from games and whatnot.  I noticed that one of them had Zhufor's Bolter, so I walked up to the stand. I picked it up.

  "How much for this?" I asked. He smiled in a creepy way and said:

  "Ten bucks." So I pulled out my wallet, which I had hidden in one of the skulls on my armour, and handed him ten dollars. I somehow managed to attach the bolter to my arm, and  I examined it. Quite the good craftsmanship. I started to turn around when I felt like I was falling. I looked down and saw a swirling black mass beneath me. Before I could even yell for help, I fell in, and the  entrance of the hole closed behind me.  Then I suddenely felt like  I was being stabbed by a million Yellow Jackets over and over again. Which is not fun. I screamed in pain before blacking out, and right as my eyes closed, I saw  a beautiful  night sky.

Then I closed my eyes, and darkness claimed me.

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Joey's POV

I was checking over the wares of these two mysterious merchants, one looking like Loki and the other the Res. Evil 4 Merchant. I then noticed, in the back, was a replica of Ahriman's Staff. I looked to the Merchant, the Resident evil guy, and pointed to it. He looked at it, then brought it over.

  "How much?" I asked, pulling out my wallet.

  "Forty dollars." He replied, and I gave him the money before taking the staff  and turning around to walk away with it. Unfourtunately, I fell through a hole in the ground before I could do so. And  as I fell, I felt my entire body disintegrate while I was still conscious. Damn it hurt, and I blacked out from the pain.