"Just great. One of the skulls is broken," I said, looking at the mislined skull hanging by just eye socket on his cape. Night had fallen and I decided that it would be a good time to see if the crocodile left any lasting marks on me. The only thing it did leave was a skull out of place at the end of the cape, barely hanging on with the bronze wiring through the left eye socket while the right side had a chuck missing. Most likely from the battle with the crocodile.

I gave a sigh and reached for it, slicing through the wiring with ease and taking the skull into my massive hand. It either had to be a human or eldar skull since Space Marines' skulls are nigh invurable, Tau skulls have that slit between their eyes, Tyranid and Ork skulls are easy to tell apart from the others for obvious reasons, and Necron skulls are black.

"Hehe to be or not to be! That is the question!" I gave a morbid laugh as I held up the skull. Deciding to keep going, I made my voice go serious and spoke to the skull.

"I am U'Zuhl the Skulltaker, Sacred Executioner of the Blood God and greatest of all Bloodletters. Those who hold this skull may summon me as an ally. Simply let it taste blood once more and I shall Kill, Maim, and Burn in your name. Your enemies shall become my enemies."

I then threw it behind me without giving a fuck. I'm assuming that the general craziness of getting sent to a world that should be fictional, turned into a Chaos Daemon and fighting two beasts is finally getting to me and my brain needs at least some of the stress gone somehow.

I've always loved acting so I supposed it fell back to that to get rid of that stress. There's no better way to get rid of stress than doing something you love after all.

I continued my way back to what I hoped was the right way to the castle and not into another monster's den. Seriously what else is in this world? Hydras? Cocktrices? Minotaurs? Shapeshifting bugs?

Switch to Third POV.

As Nick walked off into Everfree, he never noticed the skull healing itself via blood red energy that made the air itself scream as it forcbly entered the Material Plane.

Within the eye sockets glowed an eerie yellow light as black smoke came from it's nasal cavity and between it's teeth. The smoke shaped itself into skulls, daemon faces glaring at unseen foes, or weapons of war. On it's forehead, blood red fire appeared from nowhere, marking it as it did it's task. Once it finished, it left behind a boxy '8', the Mark of Khorne, on it's forehead.

An eight pointed star then appeared from under it, taking it away and making copies of it to be sent all across the multiverse.

Then a voice rumbled throughout the entire multiverse, sparking countless wars among mortal and gods alike. A voice that made those who were capable of traveling between universes tremble in fear of a deity they knew that they couldn't defeat. A voice that belonged to a god that have existed for as long as war has in the multiverse.

It only spoke one sentence.

Author's Notes:

To my editor, NightmareKnight, I decided to just post this chapter since it's nothing more than a filler. If you do find some offense that I posted it without your editing, then I am sorry in advance.

To my readers, an explaination is in order if you do not understand this chapter. Basically everyone's villain in the group knows that they can be summon at anytime and anywhere so I decided to make Nick the one who is completely unaware of this. He has no idea that he can now be summoned by other humans and they have no idea that he didn't mean it so to him, it'll be just another unexpected trip to another universe.

Meaning that he will be surprised as fuck when he gets summoned and probably(read as most likely) make a bad first impression. The owner of the voice should be completely obvious and if not, then go read some Warhammer.

So yeah, Nick the Skulltaker can now be used as a summon... I can't wait to see the hell storm between him and his summoners. Just make sure to PM me so I can help out.