I'm bored, let's fuck shit up.

[K2]

Nebula 7 Moon - Field Of Absolution

"I'm going to fucking kill you, you little bitch," Zere calmly proclaimed, his voice being echoed through the thin atmosphere of the moon as he searched for his prey.

Boooom-SPRHRHEHLR-whoooooooooooosssshhhh. A sand-dune seemed to explode, before a gust of wind met the sand, picking it up. The mass of sand began to fly into the air, revealing Zere, standing where the sand-dune had been. As the sand began to form a massive ball in the air, Zere began to walk forward, and the ball seemed to follow him, floating high above him as together he and the ball walked across the valley of sand on the moon. He could see, out of the corner of his eye, the distant gleaming of the planet of Nebula 7... How he'd enjoyed his trip there.

Yes. It had been fun, massacring all those people... Until this little fucker showed up. He'd chased the motherfucker all the way to the moon... And Zere just needed to... KILL HIM!

Now a bit more agitated, Zere yelled out, "SHOW YOURSELF, YOU LITTLE BITCH! I want... to taste... YOUR BLOOD!"

His head dropped back as he emitted the sound of laughter -- maniacal laughter. It was time to begin.

[The Blade]

"Hai, I'm Chaos!"

It had been quite an interesting past hour or so, for Chaos at least. The horseman imagined that his friend over the next rise wasn't quite having as much fun as he was, oh well.

Silver, no blue, no green, no yellow eyes scanned up over the sandy hill. Chaos could feel the coarse grains sliding between his fingertips, chafing off of them as he stared just over the edge towards the dust ball hovering in the sky. 'Needs more colour' The Horseman thought to himself as he watched the orb with apparent interest.

Then it was gone and he was staring at the person under it, his orange eyes focusing upon him. "Strange little man." The whisper slid out of his mouth like grit, rough and scratchy. "He must be upset, fun~" A smile split Chaos's face, his eyes widening with sheer glee as he realised the prospect, exactly what this entailed and what it entailed was his last word. FUN!

Maybe he could sneak past though, scare the man and catch him off guard with a stealth attack to bring him down. It seemed like a good plan so Chaos hid behind the dune and started to sidle across it, his feet threatening to fall away from him, sinking into the softness beneath him as he moved across it. There were no handholds, nothing but the sand surrounding him, running between his fingers like water and escaping him, slithering down the side of the rise like so many insects. Chaos knew it would take a while to get past his foe of course, knew it would not be easy to sneak...

...The Horseman's face smacked into the sand, sending a cloud of upwards and revealing his position. Sitting up and spitting clods of sand out of his mouth Chaos realised that the remains of rock left here was NOT tasty in the slightest but then again as much as he wanted to know what they tasted... He stood up. "Whoopsies, I fell over." He spoke in that gritty voice of his and laughed loudly, clutching his sides as though there wasn't a maniac just over the hill who wanted to murder him. Gods Chaos was a retard.

[K2]

Fluuuffff.
The sound and sight of sand rising up into the air from the sand-dune, combined with a voice from behind the dune itself, brought Zere right back to his senses. YES YES YES. IT WAS TIME TO FINALLY FUCKING MASSACRE THIS MOTHERFUCKER. AT. FUCKING. LAST.
"BOOM BOOM BOOM!" Zere yelled, almost like a little child, excitement in his voice as his swirling, giant ball of sand went flying at the sand dune. The high velocity of the spinning, swirling sand in Zere's ball, combined with the massive but static sand-dune. The result would be fucking chaos. And Zere loved it. It was time... TO FINALLY PLAY. ZERE WANTED... TO DESTROY!

"BOOM BOOM BOOM!" he repeated. As the massive sand-ball was about to crash with the sand-dune, something interesting happened... Each grain of the sand-ball suddenly lit on fire.

Meanwhile, as this happened, Zere prepared for his next attack. Biting into his finger, he winced as he tore into his skin. Letting drops of blood hit the sandy ground of the moon, Zere muttered the proper incantation as he gathered magic in the soles of his feet, slowly emitting the magic into the ground... "Leskara veuueu've makuchoor, zekajriu."

A huge, black circle began to form, etched into the ground around Zere, with him standing at the center.