Exodus Files: Gates of Hell.

Chapter 4: The Werewolf Orange.

Netherea, a castle fortress that King Exodus created to serve as the stronghold of justice and unity over the centuries. Netherea and the Sky Palace coordinated to keep Netherplains a safer place, now the home of the Oni and prince of darkness, Nivrae Lacronite. Although still serves as the peacekeeper of the realm, Niv transformed Netherea from an amicable citadel into a grotesque hall of nightmares.

The castle itself is medieval, the walls and the pillars are gothic and the bricks that composed the structure are still spreading the nostalgia of the yesteryears. The Throne Room was altered by the prince, making it more dreadful to the eyes; his throne itself composed of the skulls of fallen warriors that he slain in the past and the backrest is composed of mummified demonic hands. The castle walls are made of petrified demons, a punishment that the prince gave those who betrayed him and violated his rules. The castle is surrounded by very tall towers, the defenses are always heightened, making Netherea the best fortress whenever there will be a looming war.

Everything's going the same way as it is; screaming souls begging for mercy and help, the kitchen's still as bloody and gory as ever, with all the butchered meat and spices scattered across the room, guards carrying fugitives so the council can immediately demand their execution. Yes, Netherea is one twisted place.

Richimaru, a Sagratojinn; or Zealot Apprentice, sees this place as one hell of a rathole; wishing he is assigned somewhere else, the stench and the agonizing screams sickens him. He never wanted to serve the Oni, but since his master, Elgrazo; the Earth Sagrato (Earth Zealot), is an ally of the kingdom, he have no choice but to obey the Oni's request. Richimaru, or better known as Reech (as Niv would prefer to call him) is really annoyed by how the prince always act, often calling him a 'Brat'. The Slayer sports a slick brown hair brushed back, and has an unshaven chin, also wearing sunglasses hiding his eyes to the public. If he removed his glasses, the people who will stare at him will be petrified, a rare skill that the Golem-Human hybrids have.

Reech marched across the hall, his trench coat sashay while he surveyed every corner. All of a sudden, he felt a portal formed behind him. As he prepared himself, two figures emerged from the sphere of energy. The first to materialize is a monk, dressed in white, wearing a Buddha bead necklace and walks out the portal in a calm manner, while the latter is a Werewolf, he is dressed like a Mercenary and carries a staff, the Werewolf then spoke: "Where is the one they call Nivrae Lacronite?"

Alarmed, Reech immediately unsheathed his Haedonggum and roared "Who dared trespass Netherea; and what is your business with the prince?" He points the sword to the Werewolf, but the wolf appeared unperturbed, instead he greeted the Slayer while he tried to set the sword away from his face "Hey, Reech, Mah Man...How're You?"

The Werewolf knows Niv and Reech but he is unknown to the Golem."Well anyway, I am here to speak with Niv, we have to discuss about the future of the Guild and plan our strategies against the Dark Lord." he continued as he circled Reech "the Dark Lord? but he's been dead for thousands of years already, you must be insane." The Golem is baffled "you need to know your limits, commoner!" Reech then made the first blow, as he tried to stab the intruder, the Werewolf managed to dodge and made a counter, bashing him with the staff in the head.

Dazed, Reech tried to gather his wits and focus on the opponent; he pulled out his gun, shooting rapidly. The Werewolf reacted fast and howled, echoing across the room and successfully stopping the bullets in mid air. The Golem attacked from below and was answered by a parry, as the battle was about to heat up, the Monk finally decided to cut the match short by pacifying both parties "My name is Ramiro, we mean no harm, we came from the future to warn your master. We need to talk to him." Reech's face immediately turned red "HE is not my master, I only work here due to the request of the Sagrato." he was displeased by the Monk's guess, and continued "They will be here soon..."

The Werewolf took the chance to introduced himself " I am Rolland Dela Rosa, Codename: Thunderwulf....But you guys call me by my nickname, Orange...It's a long story but we can spare some time and talk about this later." he then reached out for a hand shake, although hesitant, Reech responded "Nice to meet you, Orange."

The Golem started to guide the visitors to the courtroom, instructed them to wait there while he tried to contact the prince. The phone rang a couple of times. the first few attempts failed, but for the fifth time connected, Niv picked up the phone and answered,gasping for his breathe, "Hey, good thing you call, can you send out back-up here in Del Haviz, we are under attack and i can't fight right now..."