Skallagrim stared at the man known as Scion, watched him drop is weapon, raising his hands with some interest. The energy whorls in his eye sockets flickered a moment then dimmed slightly. 

Thrum.

[color=a187be]“Peter . . . you have 8,035 days left in your life. Spend them well, we will be watching.”[/color]  Skallagrim said as the bullet fell to the ground, suddenly possessed by gravity.  After a moment the skeletal being drew his war sword. Talking a step forward slowly, and with his right foot, Skallagrim kicked the crumpled lounge chair away.  Peter and the young girl with him hurried away. As they made their way out, Peter looked back once then at the gun he still held in his hand. With a gasp he tossed the gun down as if it were molten lava. 

[color=a187be]“I agree my Queen. He is not your typical loud mouth bully, spewing filth about people behind their backs, and passing it off as humor. He does have some honor in his body if he is willing to sacrifice all for these people.”[/color]

Tapping the dark crystalline shield with his sword, the skeletal being nodded towards Scion, his voice a static filled hissing, [color=a187be]“I shall create an energy shield around this park, we shall be alone to settle our matter.”[/color]

With that the twisted black clouds overhead shimmered for a millisecond and then cascading sheets of lighting descended around the area they stood, creating an interlaced field of electrical energies. 

[color=a187be]“Now that we know you are more than the common braggart, take up your weapon.  You think you can defeat me? Let us see.”[/color] Skallagrim said as he lowered the war sword into a rear guard, his left leg and shield forward as he studied the man before him. 

Outside the energy field, Peter hastily shook away the EMTs as he dialed his house. The sound of his wife’s voice was music to his ears. [b]“Baby I’m coming home. I am quitting my job. That trip we planned when we were first married? We’re taking it.”[/b]

Peter hurried to his minivan, fumbling for his keys when suddenly a shaft of light swirled up around him, lifting him up before vanishing with him. A moment later Peter found himself on his front lawn, Jessi next to him, [color=fff79a]“Forgive our transgression Peter Maalodoz. You and your wife shall not want for the rest of your lives. Tell no one of this, enjoy the gifts you have been given.”[/color] 

Peter stared a moment, his jaw hanging slackly, suddenly the front door opened and his wife rushed out, tears in her eyes. Peter hugged her, as he did so he looked up into the sky and saw a figure in white ride away on a skeletal horse.