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First off I am not a very good writer, so please bear with me on this I will do my best.
This story is of my character Grave following the events of DMs 6th story.

I like in depth stories so I am going to put the hierarchy of the undead so u may get the feel for what I am saying. I am working on this at home and at college so I may be a bit slow in getting it up. I am slow at stuff like this so please again bear with me there to.

The hierarchy of the Undead (to me) From lowest ranks to highest
Orbs: These small balls of light are what zoom around on cameras and appear in pictures. Not much is known about these, even to highest of Undead ranks.
Ghosts/Apparitions: Although not true Undead, they still are a step above Orbs. These are just lost spirits that have been not claimed by a Guardian or have not fulfilled there goal for life.
Minions: What can I say? They are small, weak, and really annoying to have around. Good for distractions to take the upper hand. These are the servants of the Guardians and up. Good for cleaning and mixing drinks also.
Serpents: The undead armies pets. U may be thinking living serpents, well that is where u are worng, very very wrong. These are long ago dead speaices of agressive fighters. Now brought back to seave the Grim Reaper. These facts have not been proven as none have lived long enough to tell about them.
Zombies: Slow rotting corpses brought back by the Lich to serve them. They live by feeding off the life energy from living beings.
Skeletons: Brian dead knights of the Undead Army. Only know how to attack and die. Under skeletons are: Skull Nights, Skull Marksmen, and Skull Assassins, and highest is the Skull Casters. Skeletons are also brought up from Necromancers.
Banshees: Restless souls. Like ghosts/apparitions they have unfulfilled duties from life. The difference is they can kill.
Demons: Although not Undead, demons can be summoned by higher ranking Undead. More associated with Hell, they will do as they are told until their time on the earth is up. These include Hell Hounds and Internals.
Deathevn: Riding on steads of bone, these Zombie like knights are some the fastest units in the army. Able to use low level magic and have the Killing Edge type swords.
Necromancers: Human priests who have turned to the Dark Arts to help with never ending search for power. Making a pact with the Grim Reaper, their soul for more power. Unknown to them yes they got more power, but they have no memories of who or what they were before, only thought is to obey the Grim Reaper.
Lich: There is only ever one Lich in existence at a time. When a Necromancer thinks he is read to go up a rank, he must face the current Lich to prove his worth. The battles are bloody, and to the death….. again. The winner is now the new Lich.
Guardians: There only duty is protect their wealth they had in life from robbers. Other then that, nothing else.
Soul Reapers: What can I say they guard their own souls and others that have died with them. Normally created in a mass tragedy, many were created from WW1, and WW2. Wielders or the Soul Eater scythes. Look as though they are the Reaper himself except for the scythe and size.
Grave Guardians: Rarely seen to the living. They have all the powers of the Soul Reapers, other lower ranking Guardians, the Lich, and Necromancers. Second in command only to the Grim Reaper himself. As the name says they are ones that guard the graves of the fallen in combat, evil or good it doesn’t matter. If one can kill the Grim Reaper then they become the new Grim Reaper, only one has ever been know to take out the original Reaper none of done it for the past 5000 years. There is one Grave Guardian in every country. They are the wielders of the Soul Banish Scythes. Look even close to the Grim Reaper, again exception of the scythe and size.
Grim Reaper: The all power full controller of the Undead Army. Normally never in battle himself (that is what he has servants for). None can match his power but save for the few Grave Guardians who manage to gain enough experience in combat they may come close. The Reaper normally doesn’t let a Grave Guardian get up to that much power before he is killed. Wealds the ultimate scythe, Thaontos.

If u have any ideas for more Undead ranksor how I may update these ones please post them here. I will accept the ones that I like the rest either didn’t fit, or I didn’t need them. If I don’t use your idea don’t feel bad about it. I will post when to stop with the ideas, them I will start my fanfic. Also any ideas if I should do it from my characters view or a naratore. Please be patient I am a slow writer.

Serpents: Pets of the undead army. they are lighting fast and very intelligent.When they die they are reborn, smaller but more powerful.
Always roaming around the planet unable to be seen by normal humans.
heres a pic too
P.S. you can add more to the description or completely change it. its up to you though
P.S.S. that isnt my original drawing because the original wouldnt fit so i butchered it down if you want to see the full size one PM with your email address

Never thought have those. Many thanks. *Edit first post*

yay ill give you some more ideas later on
and nice description for the serpents sounds cooler than mine

Here is the beging. Hope u like it. I try my best.


Chapter 1: Realizing
In a dark room where none could see a lone figured started to stir on the ground.
“Damn does my head hurt. What the hell happened to me? Last thing I remember was……well I don’t really remember anything but wanting to get revenge. And being really pissed off” As the figure arose it was looking around. “Where in the hell I am I.”
A ghostly figure came out of the air holding a huge scythe. “Good observation, you will serve me well in my army.”
The figure dazed with confutation. “And who in the living hell are? What army? And again, where am I damn it?”
The cloaked figure look surprised but smiled and said. “I am your living nightmare. My army and you may not what to know.”
Shocked with anger, he went for his own scythe. “All right you want it that way eh? Bring it…… what the hell?? Where the fu** is my scythe?”
“Looking for this?” The ghostly figure pulled out his scythe. “Now, would like answers to your questions?”
“Yes I bloody well would.”
The figure came closer, growing with ever step. “You are in hell, I am the Grim Reaper and it is my army of the Undead.”
“Right and you expect me buy into this shit? You have to prove it to me first. Good luck with that though, I am outa here, wherever here is.”
As he turned to leave the earth started to shake under his feet. Soon boney hands were rising from the ground all around him. “So far he’s doing a not bad job.” He said as he trying to find a gap to run through. All the while more hands were sticking out of the ground while the first ones were starting to rise up. Out they came, jumping into the air only to land on their feet with a rattle of bones. There were ten altogether.
He turned to the one who claimed he was the Grim Reaper. “I don’t know what they are going to do, they have no heads. Plus they aren’t even armed, nice army, I could take them with my bare hands.”
“Oh they cam do plenty.” Just them a swarm of skulls flew in from nowhere. One by one they landed one a skeleton body. As they did a sword and shield arose from the ground by their feet, the skeletons each took their own and assumed a ready stance.
“This could be trouble.”
Clank He turned to see his scythe laying beside him.
“Take it you may need it.” The Reaper called from behind him.
“That was your biggest mistake so far,”
In a flash movement he bent grabbed his scythe and took down the closest skeleton fight.
“You are faster then I had thought. Get him.” He pointed at him, a hand come out from the cloak, but there was no flesh, nor blood, just done.
As the Reaper finished his sentence the skeletons started to attack.


Just a start. Heh heh, any more ideas?

Chapter 2: Truth
Now with the skeletons starting to attack he had no chose but to fight. He had no idea what was going on, or who was doing this to him. He just knew he didn’t like it.
“All right you bone heads, lets get this over with. It is time you met the blade of the greatest assassin, Grave.” He yelled as he brought his scythe into a ready stance. The first Skull Knight came, swinging his sword at the lone figure. He caught the blade in the corner of his scythe, stopping the Knight in his tracks. They stood there, face to boney face for a second considering each other’s next move. Mean while the Skull Knights began to move in on them. Grave brought his scythe back around hitting the Knight in the leg snapping it in half. He then brought his scythe back around blocking the Knight behind him while crushing the skull of its fallen brethren under his foot. The second Knight took advantage of the distraction by letting go of his sword and swinging his shield around to connect to the back of its enemy. Grave stumbled from the blow, regained his footing, turned and yelled, “That was a big mistake you will pay dearly for that.” As he said this he started to spin scythe from side to side, caching two more Knights beside him. The last seven started to back off realizing they couldn’t get close enough to attack. The scythe in his hands spun at a wild rate, it looked as if it was one big blade. He them braced himself, and leapt through the air, blade spinning all the way. Four Knight got out of the, three weren’t so lucky. He landed a few yards away, spun and through the scythe at the remaining Knights without turning. Two Knights exploded, while other two ducked. They started to close the space between them and Grave with rapid speed, Grave never moving. They were about to strike him down, when his scythe came back like a boomerang killing the last two Knights. He spun to catch his blade but it was not there. He looked around only to see the huge looming site standing before him, his scythe in hand.
“You fight well. You will serve me well in the ranks.”
“I’m not doing joining your army, this is all fake.”
“Fake is it? How do explain the Skull Knights them.”
He stopped to think for a minute. “Point taken.”
“Know will you join me peacefully or do I have to use force?”
“You will have to use force.” He replied as he spun to hit the figure in the face.
The figure caught his hand in his, reveling the boney hand. “That was not a good idea. I hope you like pain.” He said, using the other hand to take off the hood that covered his face.
Grave was in pain from the grip of the figure, but his expression showed no pain, just horror. “Oh Jesus it is…..” Before he speak the last of his thoughts the Reaper showed his face. It was just a normal skull like the Knights, but it had eyes. Huge blood red eyes, that seemed to pull on your very soul. The skull itself was covered in tattoos, and markings from every religion. (See attachment for pic, if it worked)

Pretty good, needs a little work. A few spelling errors, but hey everything else is just cool.

Come on man u know how I am with spelling. Thanks all the same. I may not be posting next ultil Monday or Tuesday, busy busy I am.

i got another idea Spider Lords and Spider Queens
They are giant, intelligent, but very deadly spiders that can speak and are used by the undead army as a way of transportation or to siege a castle or fortress.
like i said before you can change the description if you want

Hey not bad, I usually read other fics before and listen to anime music whilst I write. *just woke up from a 2 hour nap* :S