The Ultimate Host

The only reason Lincoln came to the Royal Elven Kingdom was not for riches but was for an ancient elven artifact that was in the shape of a skull that used to belong to a priest named Ramirez. The skull had the power to control people and reanimate the dead. Lincoln followed behind some thieves and headed up the ladder that was pressed up against the wall. Lincoln walked up the ladder and sighed. He was sweating profusely because of the heat even though it was nighttime and during nighttime, it was originally kind of cold. Lincoln jumped down to the ground and was successfully inside the kingdom.

Piles of burnt carcasses laid all over the place. Lincoln started shaking his head. " Such a shame." These people didn't have to die." Only if we came a day earlier." Tch." Lincoln sucked his teeth. " Whatever." Just as Lincoln was about to take a step forward, a burnt and ashen hand wrapped around his ankle. Lincoln got startled. Oh shit!" The man on the ground was barely alive. " Help me..." Lincoln folded his arms and said: Take your f.u.c.k.i.n.g hands off of me, you deep-fried bastard." The man wasn't listening. He just continued to say help me over and over again, as if he was a broken record. Lincoln looked over to the side and stared at his assistant, Christopher, who barely said a thing.

He was a former assassin who used to work for Queen Ariel when she was in her younger days. Christopher took a knife out of his waist and stabbed the burnt man in his head, instantly killing him. Lincoln sucked his teeth and spat on the dead man. That will teach you never to put your hands on me." Lincoln made his way to the shambles of the throne room. He already prepared. This was why he had a shovel. Even though the shovel wasn't in good shape, it could get the job down. As he approached the rumble of the throne room, he sighed and said: Let's go boys." This is going to take some hours." Hours and hours passed. It was now morning. Lincoln was restless. He now had his long sleeve shirt wrapped around his head, breathing heavily like a horse. Finally, they were finished. They came across a huge golden chest that had a big thick lock on it. Lincoln dunked his head in a bucket of water and started smiling.

Finally!" Give me the bolt cutters!" Some bolt cutters were tossed at Lincoln. Lincoln caught the bolt cutters and tried to cut the lock. The bolt cutters weren't working for some reason. Lincoln sucked his teeth and tossed the bolt cutters to the side. He needed a key. Queen Ariel had the key stashed inside of her body just in case somebody tried to steal the chest. Lincoln instantly grew pissed. Got damn it!" F.u.c.k!!!!" After all, these hours and I need a f.u.c.k.i.n.g key?!" F.u.c.k, f.u.c.k f.u.c.k!!!" Lincoln was starting to throw a tantrum. While he was throwing a tantrum, his band of thieves was looking in the sky. A fleet of Industrial Elven battle airsh.i.p.s descended from the sky. Hendrix would use this opportunity to take over the South. Queen Ariel went to the West to join up with Victor. The battlesh.i.p.s started descending to the ground, causing high winds to pick up. When Lincoln turned around, he stopped the tantrum. Oh, shit." Over 2,000 Industrial Elven soldiers that were fully equipped with armor and weapons stood in front of them. Fox stood in front of the soldiers with a straight look on his face. He had some bandages on his forehead.