“"Come on and hurry up guys, or we are going to be late for the game!" said Slaanesh.

"It is just Khorne. He's trying to look nice for the game. He's having a hard time finding room for all the skulls on his belt," replied Nurgle.

"Well, we're late, the kickoff just began," said Tzeentch.

"I'm coming; I'm coming already!" roared Khorne as he emerged from his room all dressed up.

"Why do you want to look all fancy?" asked Nurgle.

""Because, I want to prove to Hapshut that we are the real Gods of Chaos, and that our team can beat his team any day!" yelled Khorne.

"Well I don't think there will be any problem for our team today, as we are in full power. Besides, there are four of us and just one of him. This game is in the bag!" said Tzeentch.

"As long as I see a Chaos Dwarf die by the hands of one of our Beastmen, I will be satisfied," said Khorne as they went down to watch the game.

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"Damn!" cursed Coach Oblitzamanger to Hormesh Tearmouth, who was on the bench next to him. Olmstead Everchange and Phormat Wadskin had already been knocked out and the Bull Centaur Sabden had just gotten the ball and was making his dash to the endzone. "This is horrible! Everything we've done so far has failed! Oh the Gods have cursed us!" He sighed. "I am doomed now..."

But just then, the four Gods of Chaos arrived and saw what was happeneing. From the sky, they used their magic to "help" the Pros.

Coach Oblitzamanger peeked at the field through his hands. He could hear the Beastmen fans cheering and not the Chaos Dwarves. He looked up and saw that Slaanesh follower Amsturgth Gutmusher had tripped up the Bull Centaur and the brute had crashed mightily to the floor, dropping the ball. However, when Slaanesh celebrated the stop of the touchdown, he didn't see another of his followers, Vanith Dartlett, fail to pick up the ball.

With the ball still at large, a failed dodge by Hobgobin Wiswell gave Vanith a second chance at picking it up, which Slaanesh made sure he succeeded. A loose cage away from the large pile-up where the Chaos Dwarf cage used to be was formed. Two Chaos Dwarves knocked down Khorne follower Orgot Crushpain and thus opened up the cage. Hobgoblin Hurst Green punched Vanith right in the mouth, which made him drop the ball. However, Nurgle follower Linger Grrealment caught the ball from his fallen team mate with some "heavenly help". Then, Hurst Green attempted to dodge away from Ogre and Slaanesh follower Dur'lunk Evileye to get in the way of Linger. But the Ogre stuck his arm out just in time to knock the little bugger down. Thus, Linger was able to run through a small gap up the field. A failed dodge on a blitz from a Chaos dwarf allowed Linger to get even farther. But, Vanith, trying to screen for Linger, was knocked out. Then, Sabden was able to sprint all the way to catch up to Linger.

Linger only had to dodge to score. Saying a prayer to Nurgle, he dodged from the Bull Centaur. And he was successful! he crossed the goal line in triumph, knowing he would learn a skill after the game. 1 - 0 Doom Professionals.

An angry fan threw a large rock at Dur'lunk, but with Slaanesh "helping", it only stunned the Ogre. And the kick was so far back, there was no chance for the Chaos Dwarves to score. However, Phormat was hit hard in the leg, which fractured. it. The medics rushed onto the field to patch the injury up, and thus Phormat remained okay. Thus the half ended.

At halftime, Coach Oblitzamanger was getting his team pumped up for the second half. "Offense will be harder than defense. If nothing at all, don't let them score," he instructed. The Beastmen prayed to their dieties, who listened well. Vanith was allowed to recover more and he stayed asleep in the Koed box. But Coach Oblitzamanger was worried. With no medics left to heal any possible injuries, his players were vulnerable. But of course, the Gods of Chaos would not let anything bad happen to their players.

The Pros recieved in the second half, and the team formed a cage around Tzeentch follower Nearto Surefire. But when the Chaos Dwarves on the front line opened a gap, the Bull Centaur blitzed the cage and aimed for Linger. However, Linger was not going to go down in vain. As he fell, he made sure he took the brute down with him. Nurgle was pleased. Once again, Hurst Green dodged and tripped up as he tried to put his tackle zone on the cage. That freed up Amsturgth to blitz downfield and knock out Hobgoblin Barley. Orgot then followed up the next turn and stunned Hobgoblin Wiswell, which completely cleared the field for Nearto to run through.

That was when tragedy for the Chaos Dwarves struck. Olsmtead, with the "help" of his God Tzeentch, swung his fist at Chaos Dwarf Padiham so hard, that it crushed his face in and killed the poor Chaos Dwarf instantly. In retaliation, Chaos Dwarf Barrow badly hurt Linger, who had been left behind from the cage. But it would not make up any sentimental value for the loss of their fellow team mate and friend. Then, Nearto scored, also ensuring that he would learn a skill after the game. 2 - 0 Doom Professionals

When the Chaos Dwarves recieved, a beautiful Long Bomb pass by Hobgoblin Wiswell to Hobgoblin Hurst Green kept their chances of scoring alive. But then, when Hurst Green handed it off to Sabden, the Pros blitzed him into the ground. The ball went into the crowd, who threw it right to Tzeentch follower Mashelk Strongrip. As the Chaos Dwarves pressured Mashelk, the Pros just knocked everyone away. And in order to learn a new skill, Mashelk tried a pass, but fumbled it, and then dropped it when he tried to pick it up again, thus ending the game.

After the match, the team was enthusiastic. The Gods smiled upon their team and left satisfied. Coach Oblitzamanger got a lot of money from the owner of the stadium and used it to pay off part of his debt to the Gods. The team also recieved a lot of money and increased the following of Chaos by recruiting more fans.

At the next pratice, Coach Oblitzamanger realized that Linger had become faster, and that Nearto could pass a lot more accurately. Knowing the Gods of Chaos had been at work, he blew his whistle for the next drill.

Just then, a tall and dark Chaos Warrior showed up at the practice field. "I am the fallen Lord Scorsh, worshipper of his greatness Lord Khorne. I was instructed by him to come to this practice and tell you I shall join the team."

"Okay, if Khorne has willed it. Welcome to the team, Lord Scorsh," said Coach Oblitzamanger. He rejoiced inside. This new player was strong and sturdy; a great addition to the team. He prayed inside his head. "Thank you, Gods of Chaos," and continued with the drill.”