Fred's Turn Begins
The Never Ending Quest - Episode 5940
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The four-legged form of the centaur rushed at the thin undead opponent.
At the last
minute the vampire -which was wearing grey baggy pants and a loose shirt-
leaped
straight into the air. He rose nearly five feet while the startled
creature below him kept on
running. Even as the vampire landed back on its feet the centaur was on a
second run; its
four legs running speedily straight for its target, its two hands ready to
grab hold and
wrestle. The vampire ran to its left this time, the centaur followed.
Suddenly the vampire
did a roll to his right and dove under the centaur. The centaur began to
stomp, hoping to
trample the undead thing, but the vampire had already jumped upward,
clawing the
underbelly of the centaur and landing on its back. There ensued a wild
and crazed dance
with one creature trying desperately to buck the other, and then a most
curious sight
unfolded. The centaur bended its front knees sending the bulk of its
weight forward and
the vampire as well. Though the undead creature was far too strong to be
simply thrown
off, it did become ill-centered. The centaur ripped out a wooden stick
from a pouch
pulled tightly against his left side and with one deft motion shoved it
through the back
and into the heart of the undead monster. The vampire burst into a haze
of dust and was
gone.
And Fred had watched it all. He was mesmerized, he was dumbstruck, he was numb, he was... scared. The spectators were yelling and screaming, the dust from the arena floor was as nothing compared to the dirt and filth flying from those watchers of these unholy combats. The broiling entity returned to the raised dias. Its flesh seemed even more to steam and smoke, the rolling under its skin pulsed as if in call to some unseen pull by an unearthly moon. The metal around its waist shone in the illumination of the huge cave. It boomed out its voice again: "Friends! Wasn't that incredible? Wasn't that an awesome display of sheer strength and expertise?" It waited for the crowd to respond, the spectators were silent, however. "I can't HEAR you!" Everyone broke out into applause and cheers and yells. "SILENCE!" it cried out again. Eveyone did as was told. "For round two we have a treat, we have a trick! For our deadly fighter of the field shall face not another undead beast, but a Man!" The crowd began to boo and hiss until the entity quieted them again. "If our centaur wishes to meet the Dragon face to face it shall have to kill not just a Man, but a knight; not just a knight, but a Dragon-slayer! What an honor! What a glory! Death to the Dragon-slayer in veneration of the Dragon!!!" The crowd went ballistic. They screeched and hissed, they clapped and screamed, they yelled and howled and grunted until they could do no more. And then Fred was led out onto the center of the ring, his sword his only comfort. He eyed the face of his four-legged opponent. It had just fought against a great beast, a vampire, and though it breathed heavily it did not gasp for air; though its arms and legs twitched with some tiredness, it did not feint with the burden. Fred looked out at this fighter that had just defeated the scourge of the living world - his only thought was how could he kill a killer of vampires? Fred looked at the monster and hoped the thing had its own achilles heel.
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10/21/2001 7:02:00 PM
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