Gods of a Different Kind

Voice

        "A god cannot simply be absorbed so easily, what was used?" Infelix said with his normal emotionless tone.

        "It was absorbed into the book... which can lead to complications, since it is what I draw my powers from."

        "This is all fine and dandy, but could you send us off to Equestria? I have troops to train, partys to attend, and battles to fight. By the way, can you give me back my godly powers? I don't want to be sent back as helpless as this."

        "Of course, by the way the condition you were in before the trials is the condition you will be in upon arrival." Infelix looked over angrily, must be because I interrupted him and prevented Reaper from explaining more.

        "So, when we get there I will be crippled, bloody, and ultimately helpless? Wonderful, thanks asshole." Licens said looking over at Infelix. He was unfazed by the hate directed at him.

        "Not my doing..." Infelix grumbled.

        "Will you be joining us?" I said interrupting the silent confrontation from Licens and Infelix.

        "No, I have undead to kill." Reaper said swinging his scythe around lazily.

        "Fine, just send us both off..." Licens snapped.

        "What of me?" Infelix argued.

        "Lets see... you cut off Tellus's hand, you cripple me, you send us into some sort of dream realm where we face our fears and past, you then don't tell us about the glass which fucked us up. Any other reason I need?"

        "Not me... and I was unsure on the glass"

        "Then how do we know this 'Ira' wont come out and try to kill us?"

        "I am in control, so long as I suffer no large amounts of trauma, emotional pain, or toxins I will remain as such. If you do not take me with you Dead Wind will find me, once this happens Ira will be sent to attempt to kill you both."

        "Licens , drop it. I say he comes... and seeing as once we get back I will be far stronger, what I say goes." I wasn't sticking up for Infelix for no reason, keep your friends close and your enemies closer. I also believed him on the multiple personality thing, I am good at finding out when someone is lying or not.

        "Fine..." Licens retorted angrily.

        Then without a seconds notice a white light enveloped me, then came the all to familiar darkness as I was transported to Equestria.

        ***

        "Earth be damned my head..." I cursed. Does it always have to be so painful?

        "Come" I heard Infelix calling me from my position on the ground, standing up I noticed the condition Licens was in. Bones pointing out at seemingly random intervals, face covered with dried blood, raspy breath. Looking down at myself I discovered my wounds had scabbed over, Licens body was somewhat the same, although at much worse for wear.

        "He will live" I said, his wounds would have been fatal, but it seems we had been put into some sort of stasis. Allowing us to heal to an extent, without us dying from blood loss. That spell saved our lives.

        "Will the natives come for us?" Infelix questioned, quickly forgetting Licens existence now that he knew he would live.

        "Yes, although it may take some time. I am too banged up to alert them, don't want to pass out. I still don't fell all my previous powers... wish it would hurry up."

        "Very well" Infelix marched over to dead branch, picking it up he started cutting into it with the blade from his hip.

        "What are you doing?

        "Whittling..."

        "Ahh" I said, trying to look over to see what he was carving the wood into.

        Infelix looked over, as if to say 'stop'. Complying to the silent message I leaned back to relax. Something quite difficult to achieve due to my painful wounds, but I managed. Without realizing it I drifted into a light slumber.

***

        Infelix continued molding the thick stick into the shape he desired, paying little attention to the passed out gods nearby. With no warning his familiar companion spoke into his mind.

        'They are helpless, kill them while you can and gain fathers favor.'

        "No" Infelix spoke aloud, yet not loudly enough to wake the slumbering gods.

        'You are as weak as that fool Infirmia, I will relish the day when I can crush your bones between my teeth.'

        "Wont happen, same body." Infelix answered simply, not allowing himself to be goaded by the voice.

        'You think you are all high and mighty? You have killed just as many as myself. Whether you like it or not.'

        "Different."

        'Was it different to the little boy? I do not think it made much difference to him when you caved in his skull.'

        "Not the same." Infelix growled, falling for the trap laid by Ira. "Mercy killing."

        'Was it truly a mercy killing? He could have escaped, no one would have known besides me and you.'

        "Mercy... killing. He could not have survived to the nearest town after what you did to him. Would have been better for him to suffer for a few more hours, while hopelessly crawling to the safety that does not exist? Would it have been better for animals to find him and eat him while he is still alive? Would have been better for you to continue to torture him until his mind could not take anymore, breaking apart like how father did to the previous... Would it have been..." Infelix stopped as he realized Ira had gotten the wanted reaction out of him. He silently kicked himself for allowing himself to be led along like a rat desperate for food...

        'I shall see you later my friend.' Ira said while fading into the darkness of their mind.

        Sighing Infelix looked down on the totem he had been making. With a small gasp of horror he realized he had been carving a figurine of his father without knowing it, dawned in his full battle armor. He had channeled energy into it, making an exact copy, color and all.

        Dead Wind held a fierce blade in his right hand, black with particular pieces of metal sticking from the sharp edge , meant to cause immense pain. The blade held carvings of past victims and battles, each with Dead Wind himself striking them down with his monstrous blade. The hilt was made of sapphire and ivory, with the pommel sporting a black diamond. In his left hand he held a massive shield, one large enough to cover most of his body if he crouched. It was made of a strange dark gold like metal. His armor held large overlapping plates, made of the same material. Spikes jutted out of it to intimidate his opponents, and to deter anyone who wish to fight him in hand to hand combat. His helmet covered his entire feature, with two tiny slits for his eyes. He was the spitting image of a demon with the large pointy horns atop the helm.

        In a fit of rage Infelix jabbed his silver blade into the monster, his blade hadn't even made a scratch. Throwing it over the treetops with a silent scream, it was lost to the forest.

        Infelix lied down, with quite tears running down his eyes...

        'Enjoy my present?'

        Infelix didn't justify that with a response, instead opting for closing his eyes and wrapping his arms around himself.

        'You always feared father, he will put you in your place soon enough...' Infelix drifted into an uneasy sleep, for once in his life unprepared for what was to come.

***

'There is no escape from death, you can hide, you can run, but I will find you. There is no such thing as immortality. The body weakens, the mind crumbles, and the soul erodes. One day you will all be mine. Remember this child, I own you. You may have escaped my grasp for the moment, but you will be mine again.

***

        Infelix awoke in a cold sweat, looking around wildly for any signs of danger. The only ones here were Licens, Tellus, and himself. With a sigh Infelix laid back down, oblivious to the golden pair of eyes watching from the shadows...

"I can never be free..." Infelix said quitely.