Soren's Story: Last 3

Written by Soren the Hard-of-Hearing Scribe on October 13th, 2009

"So, tell me, Urgur," Olaf said with a grin. "You feel it is your duty to finish me off before you finish everyone else off, right?"

The First Ones looked to each other with confusion. "Yes," one said suspiciously.

"Well, I'm afraid that you're out of luck," Olaf said, slowly pulling his Machete and Nun-Chucks out of their sheathes. "You see, you're going to have to learn something that most people in this Blog have to learn."

"Learn?" a First One asked.

"Most?" another First One asked.

"People?" yet another First One asked.

"Blog?" the last First One asked.

"Oh keep up," Olaf snapped. "And yes, a BLOG. I'd think people as presumptuous to call themselves 'First Ones' would be able to recognize a Breaking of the Fourth Wall."

"But..." one of them protested.

"NO!" Olaf shouted. The fires surrounding them seemed to quaver. "I am destined to do something great. Thor has told me, Poseidon has told me, and everytime someone trys to kill me, I end up mostly unscathed."

" 'Strue." Omar said. Chia shot him a glance.

"There is nothing and no one who can stop me from completing this Destiny. And, you know what? Dying is not part of my great destiny. So you can try and try to stop me, but it is futile. FUTILE!" Olaf screamed. "And you know it! That blue light I was glowing with? That was DESTINY! You have NO power over my DESTINY!"

The Flaming Urgur First Ones snarled back.

To be continued...