I watched from my horse as the earth below heaven burned from the humans war. I am the pale rider, Death eldest of the horsemen. My time was to come very soon my brothers had gone to begin the apocalypse, I was still waiting for my seal to be broken. For a horsemen of death... I hated my job.

I hated seeing living beings die without a true, just cause. I was thinking over this when something caught my eye, 4 burning pentagrams erupting onto the earth. I stared in shock as they burned for a few minutes and then subsided, but they left huge scars in the earth where they'd appeared. I heard the running of an angels feet and I turned to see Michael, the archangel in full armor running towards me.

"They're breaking the seal you need to hurry, something's gone wrong," He yelled as he grinded to a halt, "Lucifer's up to something."

I nodded swiftly taking my horse and running towards the palace that sat upon a hill that had emeralds for grass. As I entered the throne room the lord's voice boomed and I came no closer.

"Lucifer has made a grave mistake..." He said, and his usually calm voice is now full of anger, "He has created his own four horsemen, you and your brothers must stop them."

"Yes my lord, do my brothers know of this?" I asked and he shook his head, "How shall we deal with this then?"

"I will send messengers to them, they will meet you at the ruins of eden," He spoke softly now, "But be warned, you will receive resistance."

I nodded softly and he looked pleased, he then turned to the lamb who nodded, and finally the seal was broken. I barreled towards the tiber river at speeds no human could imagine. I landed softly where the crumbled ruins of eden lay. 

Everyone human knows the story of eden, as it is their heritage. What they don't know is there is no way for them to ever find it no matter  how hard they tried. The lord hid eden from humanity because they couldn't be trusted whatsoever. Now all thy saw was a barren island, while angels and demons saw a broken place of former beauty.

Black roots hung from vile trees growing with fungi. The former flowers were now weed that choked away at every plant in the garden. Once crystal clear pools of water now had gray algae growing in them and had turned a disgusting green.

Then there was the apple tree itself. It was the worst off, the once beautiful topaz bark was now blacker than midnight. Then the apple itself still hung on the tree, once more beautiful than any ruby it was now a sickly yellow and writhing with bugs and maggots.

I  dismounted my horse and surveyed the area, nothing here yet. Just as I was thinking that I felt an evil presence behind me, watching me and calculating when to strike. I turned, not amused in the slightest.

"I know you're there, there's no use hiding." As I spoke I heard a sigh, then a tall man stepped out of a brush followed by a solid gold horse.

"Hhhhmmmm well you're better then I thought now aren't you horseman?" His green eyes were playful, but underneath I could see him calculating everything about me, "Oh well the risk is worth it."

I looked him over curiously, obviously this was one of those misfits Lucifer had created.  Just being around him made me feel angry, this abomination would die soon enough though. He looked me over silently as I weighed my options on how to deal with him, if I killed him now it would save me quite a bit of trouble in the long haul. As I gripped my scythe though another rustle caught my attention.

"Very well done Greed, You've brought him right into our hands." The voice was female, her footsteps drew closer, "Lucifer will be pleased that death has met his end."

The woman finally appeared, and she was beautiful, possibly the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen, She had long raven black hair her body, her body was absolutely voluptuous. Her eyes though... they were nearly jet black and yearned for blood, every drop of it she could get. She  moved towards me seductively and I took a step back and suddenly she was in front of me.

There was a hideous sound of metal grinding against metal as my scythe and her nails met. She screeched as she flew back dazed but not really injured. She screeched and I dodged her nails as she took down a tree. 

"I'll have your head horseman!" She screamed as I danced away from her nails again. The other horseman merely watched with a smirk.  Finally I was beginning to wear down and I decided to end this quickly. I held up my hands and the shadows creeped around us and I could hear her screaming in  outrage.

"Why can't I see anything?!" She was screaming and cursing as I made my move and cut a deep gash in her stomach and she screamed in pain and suprise. The dome of shadows melted away and the smirk was gone from Greed's face, but he wasn't looking at us his eyes were focused on the sky.

I saw a red shape barreling towards us and I realized who it was at once: War. I realized what he was going to do and  dashed out of the way as his sword collided with the ground throwing dust into the air.

"You always did love your entrances," I said, chuckling softly as he arose, "Didn't you brother?"

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War's Bio
Humanform: 6 feet tall,black hair, soul peircing blue eyes. very muscular.(Not Ridicoulous like Arnold Swarchnegger) Has scars running down variouse parts of his body. One that brings the most attention is down his right arm for its length and size.wears a torn up black trench coat his lower abdomen is covered in white cloth just above his belly button, and loose also torn up and burnt black pants. Caucasion
Divine form:Skin hardens and turns tanned, Glowing red eyes, gets much taller and bigger. blades can grow from his appendages in this form. A mask of orange appears on his face exagerating the glowing red eyes.

Personality: Loves the thrill of battle, always smiling and confident.Looks down upon cowards. Doesn't think all that much but has some intellect hidden among his impulsive actions. Is a little talkative and gets really excited when he meets a worthy adversary. Headstrong and may seem not to care about his allies which is far from the truth. he is very protective of his allies.

Abilities: He carries a kattana/greatsword looking weapon, and when he swings that weapon everything in the way of that swing will be destroyed or if stronger sent backwards. The swing is capable of falling towering skyscrapers. Can manipulate and control up to 1000 weapons at the cost of lots of energy. Can also summon blades from the ground. His sword can extend in whip around if needed.In divine form he can fire off destructive bursts of energy which also quickly draw out his power.
Author- chimerakiller2

Greed's Bio:

Appearance:
Human form: short cut brown hair, a rather lean build and stands at about 6'4. He has a olive-toned complexion accompanied by playful dark emerald eyes.

Demonic form: pale (almost translucent skin), dark scarlet red hair that reaches down till his shoudlers. His build is more muscular but he has the same height. His eye color changes from time to time with his mood, ranging from green to yellow to red.

Personality: He's patient, and doesn't mind taking his time with things as long as the result is worth it. Can be quite annoying to the others as his sense of recklessness can lead them into more trouble than necessary. Likes to meddle in things and cause riots whenever he feels like it.

Abilities: He can prevoke the emotions of jealousy, envy, and possessiveness ultimately leading to greed which can overshadow other feelings for humans. His powers have lesser effects over non-humans but can still twitch a nerve. He can also read people's wishes to know what they want, and twist their dreams to influence their reality and emotions.
Author- Trish


Famine's bio:

Appearance/characteristics: Human Form: Famine looks almost weak in his human form. It is one way of luring people in, or even disguising himself. He is scrawny, bony, and looks starved.

Demonic/Holy form: Famine is a tall, very pale/gray man. He is approximately 6' 4" has gray blond hair, and is strong but not heavily muscled.

Personality: He is a joker, very sarcastic, and confident... sometimes to the point of arrogance. He is kinda immature, he rarely sleeps or eats, and can't sit still. He doesn't like bullies and will stand up to anyone, regardless of who or what they are.

Powers: Famine has power over anything that can cause rotting and such. He has control over pestilence, disease, weather, and certain elements (plants/earth, and fire)
Author: Starwarsfreak117

Wrath

Regular Appearance: 6 foot even if he stood up straight, but usually walks hunched over, with a jet black cane. Wears a jet black cloak that covers his entire body with a hood that shrouds his face in shadow.
When he takes his cloak off: He has hands like a man's, but six fingers, each with long sharp claws for fingernails. His skin is black as night, because it was burnt to a crisp. His eyes are blood red, with no pupils. His cane is actually a sheath for a katana, with a blade burnt black. In his mouth he has three rows of razor sharp teeth.

Powers: He's a sick freak, and is able to influence other living beings, specifically humans, to the point where they are fill with rage and hate, and will attack and try to kill anything in their sight. It's easy for him to do because he looks like an old man. He enjoys making people kill each other than having to do it himself, but he has exceptional speed and agility when he's forced to fight. He also has the ability to rip the very blood from a person's body and use it to his will.
Author: The_Jimmy

Conquest ( or as some know him Pestilence )

Appearance: Stands tall as any true leader would at the height of 6ft5. Has silver long straight hair. Wears full battle armour that matches the mental results of a conquest. Half Black and half white. White represents the victors, whilst the black represents the losers.

Personality: Generally patient. Has leader qualities that can be seen in all great leaders. Strong willed and will often not back down from a decision once he has made it.

Abilities: Weapon of choice is his bow. Has the ability to enchant the bow and arrows that he wields with multiple uses depending on the situation. Never misses with his bow. Is not the biggest fan of swords and will use his undestructable bow in close conflict instead.
As his fury often takes control on the battlefield, he tends to go into near blind rages and attack anything and everything ( further adding to his mixed coloured armour as it represents an inner battle with good and evil)
Author: DTMN

Lust's bio:

Appearance:
Human form: long raven black hair, voluptous build, long legs. Stands at about 6'3. She has dark brown/almost black eyes.
Demonic form: light creamy skin, sharp needle point teeth, black eyes with a small flame of red as the pupil, clawed hands and feet. Her muscles are small but bulging, her veins are prominant and her hair is still the same. She has the mark of Lucifer. (come up with it later) And huge bat-like wings.

Personality: She's charasmatic with both men and woman, sultry, has a temper. she's very manipulative and cold. She sucks up to Lucifer and has been known to show cowardice.

Abilities: She can change forms i.e former lovers and someones true love, she can conjure, poison nails, she has a kiss of death and the ability to control hellhounds and wraiths, she also has telepathy.

She also has a pet hellhound called Spike.
Author: Li17

Death's bio
Appearance/ characteristics (Human Form): Tall around 6' 5" built slightly muscular, but looks somewhat weak. Has long jet black hair that drapes out of his cloak that covers his armor and light gray eyes that shows weariness. He carries around a scythe that is an unearthly, ethereal blue.

Divine Form: Tall with huge jet black wings. His Scythe has turned a deep black and purple and shimmers with dark energy. He himself has an outline of dark energy around him, and any part of the earth he touches while in this form withers away or takes on a sick gray hue, as if the life and color is being drained away.

Personality: Very monotone at times but can become somewhat angered or irritated. He takes no joy in death unless it is someone who deserves it. He is almost never cocky and is very intense in battle.

Powers: His scythe can slice through almost any object that is not bound by the fires of hell, or the powers of heaven. He can disappear into shadows and make himself one. He can also create a dome of shadows that completely cuts off the victims senses, nearly immobilizing them. He is also very agile and can sense truth or lies in a victim.

Author: myimmortal220

Hopelessness bio:

Human Appearence: Long silvery beautiful hair that flows freely down his shoulders almost to his stomach, and long sharpened black talons. He wears a leather jacket with an inverted cross on the back, underneath he has dark black jeans, with silver knives on either side. He has amber eyes that see through a person rather easily.

Demonic appearence: Half his body is almost see through, while the other half now has scenes of death moving across his skin. In this form he has skeletal wings still capable of flight. His daggers have also grown into spears.

Abilities: He can see into a persons soul and find their biggest nightmare and make the illusion of it coming true. His long daggers can cause serious pain, he can also call restless spirits from hell, giving them false hope of escape.
Author: myimmortal220

updated Dec 22 '11 by myimmortal220