The tale of 2 gods: Grathog and Dramgore

The first thing Jack saw when he came to, was two spikes in his peripheral vision. He tried scrambling to his feet, but his head met mother nature. A tree branch. But instead of knocking him out like it should, it snapped in half as if it were a mere twig. And to add on top of that he felt nothing from it, like his head was pure stone. This confused him greatly, but decided to let it go.

Somewhere in the universe a writer who is writing right now, hates himself for writing this joke.

Jack looked at his surroundings. He knew he was in a forest, but hes never heard of a forest so....dark. It felt homey to Jack for some reason. Anyways, he was in a thick part of the forest from what he can tell with lots of brambles and a river. He could still see those two spikes in his vision, which confuses him. Maybe I have something in my hair? He thought. He should probably take a look in the river to make sure its nothing serious. When he tried to get up again, he was shocked to see, not his own feet, but two 3 toed, black, feet. He moved towards the river, each step he took made the ground under him rumble a little bit. When he looked into the river, he stared with surprise and shock. No longer was the pale face of Jack, but a giant, fiery, horned, head stood in its place.
Him being the Lord of the Rings buff he is, knew exactly who this face belonged to. He was a Balrog, a creature of flame and shadow. The flame he understood, but shadow? Where in his soul is shadow? He was so lost in his thoughts that he didnt hear the rustling in the bushes behind him.

"Ugh my head." A very deep, gruff voice said. Jack whipped around to a sight and a half.
It was about his height, maybe a little shorter and it had, what looked like, purple skin-like scales and had a squid like face. Jack also knew what this was. A kraken, a master of lightning and storm. Jack, not knowing what its intensions were just yet, took several steps back, ready for a fight. It looked like it was doing the same.

"What are you doing here, Balrog?" It spat the last word. Jack growled and replied.

"Same goes for you, kraken" Too can play at the spitting game. He looked deep in thought, then something seemed to dawn on him.

"Jack? Is that you, little bro?" He said. Jack couldnt believe that he was staring at his brother.

"Yah its me, James." And with that said they embraced eachother in a bear hug. After what seemed like hours he spoke up.

"Im glad we are here together rather than alone. But what happened? Was this the wish?" Jack merely shrugged in answer.

"Beats me, but something to note. We are now two colossal beings with powers to level an entire city. And were on a different planet to boot, look." He pointed up into the stars. Jack was right, the constellations were all fucked up. They were on a different planet.

"Wow" Was all James could say to being on another planet. "Our wish came true, little bro, we got a second chance."

"Yup. I think that a new body and planet means new names too. So lets name each other." James nodded in agreement and started thinking up mythological sounding names.

"AHA! Ill name you Dramgore The Wise." Jack stated. James smiled. He really liked that name, it gave a good ring to it.

"And ill name you Grathog The Great."

"Perfect! Now that we have new names, why dont we meet the locals, shall we?"

"Lets." Was the only thing Dramgore said before they both left the thick trees, looking for civilization.

TO BE CONTINUED....