Poor Hapless waited. The crowed above him roared and spewed almost tangible venom into the air. There were daemons on the field. He didn't see them, but had expected them now for years. His warnings to Conch Jonse were not listenend to and now it was too late. Far too late for now, anyway.
Hapless was a Blitzer for fourteen years. When he was young he watched the Blood Bowl games and he said to dad "I want to be on the field daddy."
Dad said "No! You will BE KILL BY DAEMONS"
There was a time when he believed him. Then as he got oldered he stopped. But now on the field of the Chaos Allstars he knew there were daemons.
His vison faltered and from somewhere he heard "This is Jonse." "You must block the daemons!"
So John gotted his bunderbluss and blew up the stand.
"HE GOING TO KILL US" said the daemons
"I will blitz at him" said the roller and he fired the chain balls. Hapless shoted at him and tried to blew him up. But then the stadium fell and they were trapped and not able to block.
"No! I must block the daemons" he shouted
The conch said "No, Hapless. You are the daemons"
And then Hapless was a Nurgling.