The men dressed in robes stayed bowed towards the center of the room, where a large and intricate circle had been carved into the rock, and was now flooded with blood.
One member however, stood at one end of the pentagram, chanting in the ancient language. The circle began to glow, steam rising off of the blood. The other men who were bowing started chanting as well, hoping to speed up the process.
The stone in the center of the circle appeared to start falling away, as if sinking into the blood. Eventually, all that remained was a circle, with blood filling it completely. The blood began to swirl, forming a whirlpool, of which it looked as if something might emerge.
Suddenly, and quite abruptly, the chanting stopped, and all eyes turned to the pool. The robed figures started to panic, When a green, armored hand reached up out of the pool, and moving to, before grasping the stone edge.
The hand began to pull the rest of the armor out of the water. What was revealed, made the robed men shudder in fear and awe.
Standing there, was an giant, standing just as tall or even taller than most Urgels. It wore strange green armor, with no skin or openings showing.
The giants head turned, observing its surroundings. On the walls were several barely clothed corpses, their throats slit, with the blood flowing to the pool in the center of the room. The robed figure that had been standing approached the giant.
"Oh great warrior, I beseech-" the man was cut off when the giant grabbed his throat and lifted him in the air.
"Who." Said a voice, sounding powerful, demonic, and grating to the ears. And upon realising the voice came from the giant, the man struggled to answer.
"W-we… we s-summoned you…" he managed to say.
The man was unceremoniously dropped to the ground, gasping for air. The giant turned to the pool, where he kneeled down, placing his hand near it. The blood soon drained, leaving a stone floor in its place.
The giant stood up, before reaching behind his back and pulling out of thin air, a large, tube-like object with several unknown ornaments and mechanisms attached.
"You killed innocent men… all in an effort to summon the demons of which I am meant to kill."
Realization dawned in the robed man's eyes. This giant was not what he had intended to summon.
"And because of that. Your fate is sealed."
The giant aimed the end of the device it was holding at the man, when a loud sound, such as a dragon's roar was heard, and the top half of the man was nowhere to be seen, leaving only the legs and waist to fall to the ground.
The giant turned around, facing the now terrified men before him. They tried to run, but were quickly shot down by the giant. All except one, who had backed himself into a wall.
"W-what… what are you?!" He screamed.
The Giant simply remained silent, until the demonic voice was heard inside the man's head, such as when he and the others communicated telepathically, "In the first age, in the first battle, when the shadows first lengthened, one stood. Burned by the embers of Armageddon, his soul blistered by the fires of Hell and tainted beyond ascension, he chose the path of perpetual torment. In his ravenous hatred he found no peace; and with boiling blood he scoured the Umbral Plains seeking vengeance against the dark lords who had wronged him. He wore the crown of the Night Sentinels, and those that tasted the bite of his sword named him... the Doom Slayer."
The mans face drained of all color when he heard the testimony, he held his head in his hands and screamed in agony. All because of finally learning the giants name… the Doom Slayer.
All across Alagaesia, from Surda to Vroengard, a roar was heard, one greater than even the most ancient of dragons, and in its voice, anger, hatred, pure unadulterated rage was heard.
Galbatorix awoke from his slumber, a chill running down his spine.
Islanzadí stiffened, feeling the magic of the world shift and change.
Brom felt his heart skip a beat, sensing something that was about to come.
And Eragon… Eragon slept peacefully, blissfully unaware of the change that had taken place in his world.
A/N: And that, ladies and gentlemen, is the first chapter of Alagaesia meet the Doomslayer. To those it may concern, this story will have an upload Schedule alongside the other stories I'm writing; once a month.
And, as per the reviews on the one shot, here are some replies:
Zekrom1010101010: yeah, that was a bit of a misstep on my part. It'll be fixed this story :P
Nopite nopite nope: imma hurrying!
Dinosaurchicken: yes. There will be plenty more. And thanks for sticking around!
And to everyone else, I'm glad you enjoyed the one shot, but it only gets crazier from here!