In a room with marble flooring and a stone table in the center, a portal opens up and 4 beings come through it. The first has a cloak that covers most of her body except their head, which revealed her to be nothing more than a skeleton. The second looked malnourished beyond belief and was wearing a thick piece of cloth that went over her right shoulder. The last two came in a pair, both wearing armor, one crimson red, and the other a dark gold.
As the portal closes, Death takes her hood and lets out a frustrated sigh “What in the world was that!” She shouted as she turned to the man in the crimson armor. War doesn’t speak and just stares at his sister “I told you to follow my instruction thoroughly but you just had to go and screw everything up” she says. The man in the golden armor took off his helmet “Death, calm down, none of us had any idea what was going on.” Conquest speaks up for his brother.
Death turned her attention to Conquest “Yes, we all screwed up in one way or another but at least you two tried to do what I told you to” she said “But War went rogue from the very beginning.” She turned her attention back to War.
“Why can’t you just stay in line!?” Death asked War, the anger in her voice very clear to the other Horsemen “If you're going to be like this when it starts then we might as well sit around for another thousand years!” War stared blankly at Death, and remained silent “Tell me. . . can you start the apocalypse?” He finally said.
All the Horsemen fell silent at his response, and Death's anger was replaced with confusion “What?” War responded instantly this time “Can you start the apocalypse? Surely if you believe yourself to be our leader then you should be able to start it whenever you wish. So do it. Let’s get this over with” he sneered at her. Death stared at War for what felt like hours to the two other horsemen in the room. Finally, after some time, Conquest spoke up for the first time after the two started arguing “War. . . you know she can’t do that. None of us can. You are the only one who can start the apocalypse” he said calmly, trying to calm down his brother.
War turned to his brother, the annoyance in his eye vanishing instantly. “Then why does she keep telling me you can do it without me?” He motions to the other horsemen “Why does she make it seem that any of us are useless without her?” He asked his brother genuinely. His brother opened his mouth but just as quickly closed it.
“Because she’s the only one who can make sure life doesn't come back” all the Horsemen turned their attention towards Famine, the youngest sister in the room. She was sitting against the wall, watching everything unfold “You can bring down as many kingdoms as you want, and exterminate entire solar systems but life will always come back” she said, deadpanned.
War stared blankly at her “I know that, but without me, the apocalypse can’t even start. Without Conquest, the wars would have no meaning and they would stop in a couple years. Without you, they would have enough food to feed every soldier and citizen. And without her, life would come back.” War points at each Horsemen as he lists what their purpose in the apocalypse would be “Without any of us the apocalypse wouldn't last. So tell me why do you think we should listen to you as if you were the only one with power?” he says, diverting his attention back to Death.
Anger boiled up in Death, she had just about enough from her brother. A black mist started flowing out of her eyes “Shut up!” The outburst startled both Conquest and Famine, but War seemed unaffected “You think you know better!? You are nothing without me!”
The black mist left her eyes and dashed towards war, engulfing him “You listen to every little instruction I give you as if your life depended on it!” A voice echoed out of the mist “Do you understand!?”
War started through the mist, directly at his sister “And if I refuse?”
The mist got thicker and started swirling faster “Fine, have it your way!” The mist started enclosing around War “When you are ready to follow orders just speak up and I'll bring you back” the mist then completely vanished, alone with him.
The other Horsemen in the room started in stunned silence as they tried and process what just happened “. . . Death. . . what did you do to him?” Conquest finally spoke up after a couple minutes.
“I simply sent him somewhere where he'll have a lot of time to think of what he's done” Death responded.
Conquest stared at the spot where his brother stood only a few moments ago “. . . Bring him back” he said plainly
“I’ll bring him back when he finally decides to listen” Death said as she turned away from Her brother “Considering how stubborn he is it might be later rather than sooner” Conquest looked up to his sister as she walked away. He created a bow of what seemed to be light and aimed it at Death “I said bring him back!”
Death looked over her shoulder for a brief moment before turning back “Do you wish to join him?” Conquest's grip on the bow slightly loosened “I. . . just want him back” he said, sadness lacing his voice. Death fully turned around “He’ll be back. . .eventually. In the meantime, we’ll prepare for the apocalypse, so when he does come back we can get straight to it.”
Conquest let the bow disappear as his arms fell to his sides “. . . Fine. . . I’ll go take care of his horse” He said as he created a portal and walked through it.
Famine stood up and turned to her sister “Was that really necessary?”
“Unfortunately, he'll come around though. Not that he has much of a choice anyways” Death turned and walked out of her own portal”
Somewhere outside of time and space, War is sitting in a black, slimy substance that seems to make up the ground of wherever this is. War looks around himself and lets out a sigh of frustration “Look like I'll be here a while. Might as well sleep” He said to himself as he crossed his arms and went into a deep sleep that would last a while.
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