7 Black Knights

Story by Vien on SoFurry

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Rome 1648AD

A young wolf runs down the one of the many streets of Rome, trying to find his father. ‘I have to know about them. I have to know about them. I have to know about them.' He keeps running until he sees a wolf wearing fancy armor paying for something at one of the merchant stands. The young boy's eyes light up upon seeing him and he dashes toward him as he says to himself ‘father'.

Once his father sees him he kneels down to his son's height and spreads his arms out for a hug smiling at the same time.

The boy runs up and embraces his father then speaks a little louder than he should have. "Father, who are the 7 black knights?"

Everyone around stop dead in their tracks, they all go completely silent, and they look directly at the old wolf general who is completely shocked.

The old wolf looks at his son in distress. He then gulps and looks at the crowd of people around him strangling him with there stares. He puts down his son and looks them all in eye "leave now." He grabs firmly onto his sons shirt as he tries to leave also. Once all of them are gone he looks down at his son. "Next time you want to ask me something...say it quietly, now let's go home. I will tell you the story once and only once. Don't ever bring it up again do you understand me...Looshas.

Looshas nods "yes father."

The general get's up in his battle armor and takes the young boy by the hand and takes him back to their estate. After winding through the streets they arrive at the generals estate. Once inside his father gestures his son to follow him upstairs.

Looshas follows and once they are both upstairs his father is taking off his armor while his son is waiting for him to tell him the story.

Once his father has put his battle armor away he puts on his silky black robe then looks over at his son with no emotion in his appearance while he sits down on his bed. "Come...sit down and I will tell you the story."

Looshas does as he's told and goes over to sit down on the bed with his father.

The great general looks away from his son as the thought nearly brought him to tears. After he regains his composer he looks down at his son. "When I was a boy my father bought a human with a purple collar..."

His son interrupts "WOW a purple collar those are so rare, I've never even seen one before I bet he was very beautiful, I..." He stops once he realizes that his father's eyes are bearing down on him intently wanting him to shut up.

His father looks away as he continues "I have never seen anyone as beautiful as him, not even through all the years I've lived. My father bought him and paid heavily for him, but he said it was well worth it...I wish he wouldn't have bought him, it's just so hard..." He holds back the tears as he calms himself down slowly. Once he is calmed down "He brought him home and he acted too nice to all of us, he even gained many wolves trust. After about 4 years he had my fathers, mine, my mothers, and most of the guards trust as well. He was so good at manipulating people into getting what he wanted that he could even get favors from the Pope if he conned my father good enough. One day he was ordered to go fetch water at the fountain, but the fountains were clogged up with something, so he had to go down and get the water in the underground, underneath the city that was created long ago by the ancient Romans to fill up with water so they could pump it to the amphitheatre so people on the ground floor could get a drink of water when every they needed to. Anyway when he went down there to get water, he looked up at for some odd reason and when the guard saw what he was looking at he said not to worry about it, that it was just a shiny black rock. The human nodded, but it's obvious now that he didn't believe him. After he left all he could think about for some reason is that dam rock, it attracted him, so once night fell and he was in the your grandfathers bed sleeping with him, well your grandfather was, but the human wasn't. He got up at dusk because the general didn't awaken until in the afternoon and when he knew the general was deep in sleep he opened the door and said he had to go to the bathroom. The guard outside his door nodded and he went in the direction of the bathroom. He passed by the bathroom door and walked around until he found a guard and got his attention. The guard looked over at him; once he realized who it was he looked at the human in confusion, and approached him cautiously.

Once he was close by he said "what are you doing here, why aren't you with Günter Von Wolfenstien?"

The guard was new and always made it a habit of calling his commander by his full name. The human hadn't even gotten the chance to trick him and use his skilled mind to play many mind tricks on him, but it didn't matter he also knew how to play other's into believing anything he said. "Günter has ordered me to fetch him some fresh water from the well, but since it's broken he says you will have to take me underground."

The guard nods and gestures the human to go ahead of him and lead the way. He does and they walk the short, but very quite walk to the underground lake. Before they get there the human notices the sliver of the sun has shown its self already. He goes down the stairs to the underground with the guard right behind him. Once they are at the bottom the guard stands in front of the only exit. The human goes over and grabs a bucket and looks for the shiny rock. Once he finds it he throws his bucket toward the shiny black rock and hits close enough to it that that part of the ceiling collapses and he sees a sword fall to the ground, but before it touches the ground, he jumps and grabs it in his right then lands on his left hand and pushes himself up into the air so he lands right side up.

The guard sees this and quickly runs over with his sword unsheathed in his right hand. "Put down the sword bitch."

The human turns around with a smirk stretched across his face. Then he blinks and once he opens his eyes he doesn't have his usual green hazel eyes, his eyes have turned completely black.

The wolf gasps "oh my lord, it's a DEMON!"

The human runs toward the wolf and the wolf holds his ground. Once the human is within range he ducks, swings his sword and clips the wolfs legs. The wolf cries out! Then the human stops just behind him still in the direction he was going. He flips his sword around so it's facing the opposite direction of himself then he plunges it into the wolfs back. After this he roughly takes out the sword and spines around to cut off his head. The wolfs head slowly falls off his shoulders. After this he goes back upstairs and exits to see wolf peasants walking around until they see him and one woman screams and points at him. Everyone looks at him and has a shocked expression as they back away slowly. 4 Guards see him and run over to him, but stop before they get to close. The human's eyes have turned back to normal before he came up the stairs. He blinks again and his eyes turn black again.

Everyone gasps!

One person says "GOD SAVE US, he's got the dark blade, it's the old dark knights sword."

The human smirks again "yes I do have the sword, and you will all pay for what you have done to my people, that I will make sure of." He swings his sword quickly towards one guard with his guard down that was still listening. He didn't raise his sword in time to stop him, so the sword went straight through the right side of his shoulder.

The guard screams in agony and pain as he falls to the ground crying and clutches his wound while jerking around somewhat.

The next guard he targets is stunned by what just happened and gets his head lopped off. His body and head fall separately to the ground motionless.

One guard tries to jab him with his spear while the other swings low with his sword.

The human turns his body 90 degrees to his right to miss the spear attack then plunges his sword in the ground so the sword coming low is deflected. He then proceeds to kick the guard with the spear in the chest hard. That guard falls on his ass and while the other guard with the sword is distracted he pulls his sword out and swings it around over his head and cuts the other guard's throat wide open. That guard drops his sword and sputters till be falls to the ground slowly dying. The human approaches the guard with the spear and swings his sword up as it cuts through the guard in a diagonal motion throwing the guard a good 3 feet back on his back as he screams for mercy. The human walks up to him, startles the wolf's body and raises his sword with 2 hands, the swords tip pointing toward the wolf's chest. Then he thrusts his sword deep into his heart killing him.

Everyone screams while he looks around. "My people have suffered ENOUGH; it's time you all paid for the luxuries you have abused." He runs up toward a female wolf and plunges his sword into her gut. Then takes it out as her child is hitting him. He turns around and picks the child up by his shirt and says "your god can't help you know can he." After saying that he pushes his sword right through the little boy's stomach making him cry out this shrill noise in obvious pain. "YOU DIDN'T LIKE THAT, DID YA, well maybe you should have thought of that before you got into something you could never POSSIBLY UNDERSTAND!"

"STOP!"

The human turns around and smiles evilly "father Fredrick...how nice to see you, I was just having a nice little talk with this little one, you see he..."

Fredrick narrows his eyes "Varus, how dare you murder one of god's children, you beasts can't see it, were helping you, in fact if we didn't do what we did you all would have died due to having such a small populations."

Varus's smile fades "father, I have the sword, it's poured all its knowledge into me, there's no use lying to me. I know why you did it and I think we learned our lesson."

Fredrick cocks his head in a confused way "lesson?"

Varus nods "yes father, long ago we attacked your people out of fear for your power and payed dearly for it. This is all that remains of the old ways, maybe you know the last to wield this sword "Marelus Noxton."

Fredrick shivers upon hearing that name and everyone else gasps once again. Fredrick closed his eyes once he heard that name, but has now opened them and is looking right at him in a very angry way. "So you do know the truth, then that sword must be destroyed because we thought we destroyed it long ago. Give up the sword Varus, it's over."

Varus nods and slowly walks toward Fredrick which has his hand extended with many guards behind him waiting for Varus to give him the sword so this can all be over."

Varus has the sword turned around facing himself to give to Fredrick. Right as Varus is about to give Fredrick the sword he flips it around and shoves the sword straight through his gut. Varus whispers into Fredrick's ear. "You didn't really think it would be that easy did you. I want my vengeance and I will bring down the Catholic Church if that's what it takes and no one will stop me...no one." He pulls his sword out by standing back and kicking him off it. The priest is thrown back and hits the ground hard on his back. Then the guards fill the gap and attack. One by one they fall, some faster than others, but never the less they all die. Drunk with power and vengeance Varus kills and kills and kills. Then it hits him. I know what will really get the churches attention. I will make a mess of things in the huge Cathedral...I think I'll pay the Pope a visit while I'm at it. He heads down the streets toward the great Cathedral. Once he got there, there were around a hundred guards in battle formation waiting for him.

Varus grins "Well...well what do we have here?"

A wolf wearing a captain's uniform is standing in front of his men as he hears my words. With no change in his demeanor he says "My men are the best trained in the world. Do you think you can beat the best trained Swiss army when they are fighting for the Pope and his Cardinals?"

*Chuckle* "all that means is that I have more to kill."

The captain says this as though we are talking about the weather "Huh...your confidence will be your downfall."

Varus narrows his eyes and charges them with his battle cry.

"MEN...draw swords!" the Swiss draw their swords and get into their battle stance.

Varus swoops down once he is close and cuts through about 5 wolves legs. Those 5 fall to the ground screaming in agony. After about 15 minutes or so, all but one has been killed.

The captain is standing at the door waiting. "I don't know how you did it slave, but you won't make it past me." He gets in a defensive stance.

Varus senses that the captain is much better than anyone he has fought before. His sword shacks slightly in his hand. It's telling him something, he thinks it's to be careful and to use caution. He walks cautiously over to him and senses something dangerous about him, something he didn't sense until now. He swings his sword at the wolfs side and he avoids it easily. The wolf thrusts his sword toward Varus's gut, but he manages to avoid it just in time, but he turns the blade so it's facing me and then swipes it across Varus's chest.

Varus falls to the ground on his stomach and waits. Once the captain is on top of him and about to stab him to death, Varus flips around quickly and shoves his sword straight through the captain's abdomen.

The captain is completely shocked by what has just happened. He looks as though he's running it all through his mind to see if there was something he could have done to change his fate. He falls to the ground as Varus removes his sword forcefully and gets up to look at him. "It was in fact your confidence that was your downfall because you never thought to consider the possibility that I might win. That is also why you will never defeat me. Only a person who knows they might not win can defeat me."

He looks at me with a mix of confusion and pain as he slowly dies. "I...I don...'t under...stand."

Varus grins "then you truly never were meant to kill me." He takes the sheath of the captains sword and ties it to himself and puts his sword inside it. Then he slowly walks over to the Cathedral doors and presses his hands up against the doors and gives it all he's got. The doors open with a snap as they break off their hinges from bending back to far and fast then fall to the floor in the process. Varus walks quickly and gracefully through the building all the way to the great alter then stops. ‘No one is here...where are they and where is the Pope.' Varus walks over to the doors leading upstairs. Varus tries to open it, but it's locked.

"Hurry get upstairs and protect the Pope."

Varus steps back and kicks the door off its hinges. The door blasts open, lands on the stairs, and slowly slides down to the bottom. Varus walks up the stairs slowly whistling as he gets closer and closer. Once he gets to the top he sees 5 guards, 13 boys, 4 Cardinals, 2 Bishops, 1 priest, and the Pope himself all naked. "What do we have here, fucking little boys again are we."

The Pope steps forward "you can't say a word of this to anyone."

Varus laughs "and who said I would let any of you live to get that humiliated."

Everyone gasps "you wouldn't?"

Varus grin evilly "I would." He draws his sword and starts walking toward them."

The guards get their swords and charge him.

Varus deflects all of their attacks and cut them down one by one so gracefully. Then he walks over and stabs the priest as he is too scared to move. He screams as Varus's swords penetrates him and grabs a hold of his clothing then he slowly falls to the ground...dead. He does the same thing to the other holy men until he gets to the Pope himself. "It's just you, me, and these boys here, I don't know what you told them, but they deserve the truth. Now tell them why you really fucked them or I will and you will die."

The Popes mouth is hanging wide open "your saying if I just tell them the truth, you'll let me live?"

Varus nods. "You have to look at all of them while you're doing it too."

He steps past me and looks at all of them nervously. They are all looking back at him intently. "I..." he shacks his head "we brought you all up here for only one purpose, this was not an act of god, there is nothing divine about what we were doing to you. We fucked you because you all have pretty faces and tight asses" He closes his eyes while his mouth trembles. "We used you and for that I am sorry. As the Pope I should know better." He closes his eyes after he says that.

Varus smiles "now you're going to tell me something. Why do you keep us humans as slaves, it's been 1000 years since we last fought you in a real battle, haven't we learned our lesson by now?"

The Pope opens his eyes and looks directly at him with no emotion "you know how things are, well actually you don't. It's all about the money really, slavery is a very profitable business, now I'm sure you can understand that at the very least."

Varus narrows his eyes "well I'd like to see you as a slave for one year and come back and tell me that. It sucks..."

"Oh it can't be that bad especially for you. You've got it easy with a very nice general, wait did you kill him too."

I grab him by the neck and lift him off the ground so he can't touch it with his feet "no, I haven't and just because he's nice to me in public doesn't mean he's nice in bed. He is so brutal that the on the second day I couldn't move. Do you know what he said about that "dam your pathetic, it's like you've never been fucked before" DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW THAT MADE ME FEEL. I felt like a worthless piece of shit because I was a slave that couldn't even do his job right. He scared the shit out of me and I will make him pay with more than his life." I release him and he falls to his knees as he tries to regain his breath. "I call it the business of misery because the only thing I had to look forward to was when morning came around, once morning hits he doesn't fuck me until night again. None of you wolves know what's like to have your village burned, crops destroyed, friend's either killed or captured to be sold, have your father killed right in front of you, and have your mother sold just before you were and have to put up with it all. You wonder why so many commit suicide, it's a way out of your hell." Tears start to flow from Varus's eyes "you better be ready old man because this world will be your hell. I will destroy everything your kind has accomplished and replace it with my own. By the time you're dead this world will be mine. Oh and the next time we meet I will kill you." With that said he puts his sword away and hits the Pope hard on the right side of his face which knocks him out. Once the Pope hits the ground Varus turns to the boys "get dressed and clean yourselves up. Once you're out of this shithole leave the city with your families or the Pope will either kill you or keep fucking you. Most likely he will kill you so leave and don't ever look back. And if you see any of my people destroying where ever you live tell them the name of my sword."

One boy steps forward timidly "what's the name of your sword sir."

Varus smiles "Dolor."

They all look at each other, then at Varus "what does that mean?"

Varus smiles "Suffering" my child...suffering."

All, but one quickly gets their clothes and leaves. He looks at Varus with no fear in his eyes or body. "I never did like what they did to your people and I still don't. Just know that not everyone is like them." He points to the Pope.

Varus narrows his eyes "get out of here before I change my mind about letting you live."

The boy walks away normally like nothing had ever happened.

Varus waits a minute thinking then goes down the stairs and exits the building. He walks silently through the streets and when people would see him they would run in the opposite direction. Eventually he gets to the city gates where an army of around 500 wolves are lined up in formation surrounding the gates. Archers and Musket Men are on the walls waiting for orders. Right in the front of them all is General Günter, my former master. He is fully clad is black armor that he said was made out of steel. Varus stops 100 feet from Günter and says "you missed it master; I just killed the main priest, 4 Cardinals, and 2 Bishops. They were fucking little boys to..."

Günter erupts in anger "ENOUGH...I can't stand another word of this blasphemy. Musket men...AIM..."

Varus withdraws his sword, rests the tip against the ground, and closes his eyes as he asks the sword for protection.

Günter shouts loudly "FIRE."

The Musket men open fire and nothing is heard hitting the ground or the human for that matter. He opens his eyes to see everyone looking at him in utter disbelief. He focuses his eyes and sees all the bullets that should have hit him...stopped in mid air. He is in disbelief as well because that should have killed him, but it didn't, why? He smiles and gets into an offensive stance and just before he charges toward them.

"WAIT! I have a deal for you Varus..." *sigh* "if you beat me you can leave unharmed...do we have a deal?"

Varus smiles and nods "deal."

He charges Günter and once he reaches him he opens up with many rapid attacks. Günter can barely hold his ground at first, but quickly recovers and steps up his defense and eventually flips the tables and starts taking the fight to Varus.

Some whisper to the other next to them "dam he's good, I've never seen the general fight like that before."

Another whispers back "I've never seen the general fight that hard before, it looks as though the human is fighting at his level and he's a human."

"No one is good enough to challenge him though."

"I think this guy is, as much as wish the general to win it's just too close to call."

Varus dodges a diagonal swipe that would have cut him across the chest and uses the hilt of his sword to stab Günter with the pointed tip in a special spot in his abdomen.

Günter hesitates as he is stabbed then kicks Varus off of him. *Chuckle* "you didn't really think that the hilt would kill me did you, only bitches and slaves die from that."

*Soft chuckle* "this sword has taught me much. I didn't stab you in a random spot, I hit you where it would do serious damage and you should be feeling it soon."

Before Varus is done with his sentence Günter is already showing signs of pain and weakness. "I...I don't feel much, just a little pain, nothing more. It's been awhile since I have been stabbed so it hurts more than I thought."

*Chuckle* "don't even start with the horse shit."

Günter stagers a little as he walks toward him.

"You are about to fall down, you have no way of defeating me. You never did."

"I...I WILL KILL YOU VARUS!" Günter swings his sword over his head, charges Varus, just before he swings and kills Varus, Varus steps forward grabbing a hold of Günter's hands. Then he thrusts his sword straight through his belly.

Varus's shows a blank expression, but Günter opens his mouth wide in shock that he was defeated. He looks down at his wound; his head is shaking from the pain.

Everyone gasps.

6 other humans walk up in black armor from Wolf captains. Varus takes Günter's armor off and puts it on himself. Once it's on the armor regenerates and the cut through his armor is replaced with what it looked like before the impact. He looks at the other 6 humans confused "how did you get that armor?"

Once of the humans step forward "we killed our masters and have come to join your just and noble cause...my lord."

Varus is taken aback, but regains his composer and stiffens his posture before he speaks "I see, well then take my hand." Varus extends his hand and all the others grab it at the same time. Electricity flares around them and after awhile all is quiet and still as the electricity slowly stops.

"what did you do to us?"

"I gave you a great deal of power; you will be my personal guard. Together we will destroy all those who aren't human unless I say otherwise. Now come let's go we have much to do and discuss." They all follow as all the wolf soldiers make way for him to walk out of the city gates with his new friends.

Well how was that? I know there wasn't much about the reformation, but when I continue this story I will define some real historical events so you can understand just how stupid we were back then. Btw that date wasn't chosen at random it's actually the end date of the 30 year war. During the 30 year war that lasted "30" years Europe's population dropped from around 21 million to about 13 million. Just wait it gets better because in the next chapter I'll explain why they were fighting and the summary of what they said when the treaty was made. Thanks for reading and please leave so comments. I love reading your thoughts on the story.