Two Horsemen of the Apocolypse

The Second Horseman

             He is no hero, he is the one the tears communities, villages and alliances apart. It is War the most combat hardened horseman of them all. The battle was bloody, brutal, and hard fought. War was using his massive great sword to knock through warriors that had tried to stop him every warrior that had tried to stop War had failed so far. War was an undefeated warrior that has combat skills like no other a master of close range weapons. He came upon a warrior of his same size and stature.

              War had more knowledge than this warrior for War was centuries old and he had centuries of combat knowledge. The warrior took one swing at War missed, took another missed again every shot this warrior took at War missed and then War took a swing at the warrior and War met his mark because War had tired his opponent out something he had learned when he first got into combat training obviously this warrior had not. The battle had ended War had left. 

                     War rode through the night and stumbled upon what looked like a man with no flesh like he was licked clean by a very small but vicious monster named Vimal, they may be vicious but War is fearless nothing scares him he has faced massive monsters his horse is also fearless. He gets off of his horse and examines the body and ponders at the idea that maybe the horseman Pestilence had something to do with this man's death but he didn't reek of disease just the smell of a normal dead man then he thinks maybe it was the Vimal creature that licked these bones clean, then he glanced at what he believed to be the mark of death and thought his brother Death definitely had something to do with this man's death but however not his appearance death took souls not the skin or flesh of a body. He then thought it wasn't a vimal that did that to the man it was a vampire, not any vampire, but a very unique and special vampire.