William Trains With Skellett

Willaim stood atop a grave the grave had the name William Frontinac on it.

Skelette would appear through its Body Manifestation abilities, remaining completely silent, its 'head' lowered and a dim light shining lowly from under the hood.

"I have come for some training" William said.

Skelette's 'head' would raise "... For what...?"

"What can you offer me" he said.

Skelette turned, beginning to sloooowly walk away "... Whatever you are willing to learn..." It would pause for a few minutes for that ominous effect "... At the cost of your life."

"Yeah yeah, you wont take my soul."

"I'd like to be able to to create wind" he said.

"Or make my solar powers stronger" he said.

Skelette fell silent. It would turn back around to face him, then begin to speak again "Wind... The sun... They are not my forte... However death and darkness... They fill me completely." Skelette would, again, begin to walk sloooowly away... "If you were my minion..." However, it did not finish the sentence.

"Minion, I could use one, it could steal me ladies panti..Death could you teach me an ability that decays metals" he said.

Just as he said that, Skelette's eye would gleam from under the depths of the hood "... The Rotten..." Just then, a gigantic upper torso of a demonic skeleton appeared, its entire upper structure arcing over the area. The intensely long claws of this thing would merely touch a tree and cause it to disintegrate on contact. Skelette merely stood there now, The Rotten glaring at William from above, flexing its skeletal claws...

"Yeah like that" he said smiling.

"now what do I have to do to get that" he said.

From the ground, the hand of the dead would shoot straight up... It seemed to be the skeletal hand of the grave of the one who resided in it "... My minion..." The hand would extend... "... Become it, and I will be able to bestow some power to you..."

"But I can't give Up my soul" he said.

"I can not become your minion" he said.

Skelette would begin to walk once more, ever so slowly "Then there is no reason for my being here.... Unless you wish to die." The hand of The Rotten would raise threateningly "... If you are to die and you were to be revived by my Necromancy... You would become my undead minion and still keep your soul... somewhat..." Skelette was mentioning this, but still continued to walk...

"How would the ladies love me If I died" he said.

"IF you cant teach me anything without killing me then I must leave" he said.

Skelette said nothing as The Rotten would begin to deteriorate back into magic and energy, it seemed as though Skelette did not really care that much. It had its own agenda, anyway... A minion would be nice, but one is not necessary..

"why not create one" he said.

Skelette stopped, turning once more "... I can create..." As he said that, numerous ghosts, spirits, skeletons, zombies, demons and other things shot from the ground "... and I can take away..." And in an instant, they were gone in a cool breeze. "Necromancy allows me to do this... However... They have no power of their own... They only stand because I will it, not because they do... They will fall when the battle ends.. A minion whom has given me their soul... They may move on their free will, to serve me eternally, just as they used to..." Skelette fell silent, then began to walk away once more. It was curious why he hadn't just used his Body Manifestation to like... warp somewhere by now.

"But if someone because your minion. you could just kill them the moment they decided to leave you" he said.

Skelette shook its head "... How can I kill one that is already dead...?"

"Would I be immortal. and would i still be able to control all my own actions and not have you poof me out of intimit situatons or panty raids" he said.

Skelette stopped, allowing its 'voice', which was basically nothing but a telepathic vibration, to speak to him clearly, even from such a distance and even though Skelette always 'spoke' in a very, very low, almost whispering tone "... Immortality would be on your side, unless... Exorcised... Or filled with holy light... You would have your own complete and utter will, however no matter what, if you use my power, I will have potential control... Though I never need it..." Skelette did not know what a 'panty raid' was.. So it did not answer that.

"I just dont like the fact I'd be dead" he said.

"cant ya do this without killing me" he said.

Skelette shook its head "... No... My abilities involve death... There is no way."

"I don't think I feel like dying today. so I'll get back to you on that one. Thank you anyways" he said.

He looked into the sky and began to float upwards.