The Yeti King.

If not for you this wouldn't have been possible, SuperBatGirl.


The sun shined softly through a thick grey veil of clouds. A cold wind gushed fiercely and whistled through the needles of the pines. He sat on the window seat and was drowned in an old leather bound book when a dwarf waddled in through the oaken door, bells jingled as he walked,"Master?" He said in a high pitched voice.

The old man looked at him, his eyes bright blue and his lips curled up in smile, "Yes?" He asked gently.

"The enemy is rising!" He said in a tremulous voice.

The master got up from his heavy chair revealing his form. He was big at his belly but his muscles were hard and his frame tall. His white beard braided clumsily fell to his waist. He wore a red cloak of fur over a snow white shirt. He walked towards the door each step trembling the wooden flooring. He was a giant of a man, "Come!" He said in a voice soft for a giant.

The snow was falling hard when he came in the open air. Far away over the mountains it grew dark, clouds sparked blue with electricity, the Master narrowed his eyes to observe and then called, "My telescope!" another dwarf came rushing.

He peered through the lens towards the dark mountains his went stiff with shock. "He found the Sword of Winter and he's preparing to wield it to through humanity back into ice age. Prepare the reindeers!"

He went back into the wooden fortress to his study. He prepared himself for the battle, he wore a fiery red chain mail air and thick leather boots. He pulled a heavy sledge hammer from his armory and whet his longsword razor sharp. For head protection he donned a padded red cap lined with white sheep's wool. "The deer's are ready Master!"

He got to his feet and walked out into the open where his army of dwarfs had readied his sleigh. Pulled by 6 reindeers the sledge was massive yet it hardly supported his gigantic frame.

He stood firmly, took the reins in his left hand and a long whip in his right and called out in a thick heavy voice," Ho Ho Ho!" The reindeers reacted quickly to the call, first treading softly and then dashing into a gallop. Suddenly the sleigh lifted from the ground and it flew across the grey sky.

He landed softly on the snow field. A big white hairy man, with bloodshot eyes and overgrown nails on hard calloused feet and razor sharp canines welcomed the master with a battle rattle.

"Santa!" He called out to the master.

"Yeti, do not wield it the Sword of Winter!" Santa bellowed loudly to be heard over the heavy thundering.

"Stop me!" He said as he pulled a two handed great sword from its scabbard. The blade was seven feet long and shined brightly even in the dark grey sky.

Santa seeing him, wield the sword dashed furiously at him his sledgehammer the Yeti held his ground, the gripping the hilt, its pommel curved in the form of snowflake crystal. Santa lifted his hammer and crashed it hard at Yeti who leapt with lightning fast speed and thrusted his sword at Santa open flank. The blade grazed of the chainmail armor and Santa turned rapidly and landed a powerful blow in his shins.

The bones shattered in his left leg but he still stood tall and strong as if he felt no pain, "You think breaking a bone will kill me? I'm an animal Santa. Yeti king!"

Angered, Santa pulled his sword out from its boiled leather scabbard. The blade was long and thin not as long as sword of winter but it was long. He held his sword in his right and his sledgehammer in his left. He then slowly walked towards the Yeti.

He threw his hammer at him but Yeti dodged it, and their blades clashed and sent a loud sharp clangor. They danced for minutes each blow Santa threw was well defended followed by a powerful counter from Yeti. Each savage blow from Yeti was blocked by seasoned Master. They danced on the icy battlefield, their swords and hammers producing a melodious death rattle. Finally the battle ended with Santa's thin sword piercing Yeti's heart his hammer crushing his head and dark blood damping the white snow.