Grandfather, tell my a story!  Alright, go and get your storybook.  No, No, not one of those, a real story!  A real story?  Yes, tell me about when you were a boy.  Well, then, I shall have to take you back with me,  a long way in time...    "It was my thirteenth year on a cold winter's  day, as I walked through the enchanted  forest, I heard the sound of horses, and men  at arms, I felt compelled to walk on and  find the place of these sounds, and when  the forest did clear I was standing on a  hill before me the armies of the worlds  standing, waiting. I thought to myself, for  whom or for what are they waiting?  Suddenly a gust of wind came up from the  North, there appeared a lone rider, holding  a sword of steel, then from the south came  another, bearing a battle ax, from the east  came a third holding a spiked club, and  finally from the west, a rider who weilded  a great hammer of war. With them came  their soldiers of death, followed by an  Army of Immortals. They were few in number  but the look in their eyes told all who  beheld them that they would leave this day  only in victory or death. And there was a  great silence...  My heart began to pound, storm clouds  filled the sky with darkness, rain came, and  the four winds blew with such anger that I  held fast to a tree. I watched the four  riders raise their weapons into the air.  Without warning, screaming their war cry  they led the attack, down to the battle they  rode, they met the armies of the world with  a mighty clash! I could feel the ground  shake, the earth drank much blood that  day. Each of the four, was unto himself,a  whirlwind of doom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!    When the smoke did clear, many thousands  were dead. There was much blood and gore.  Their bodies lay broken and scattered  across the battlefield like brown leaves  blown by the wind. And I saw the four ride  together to the top of the hill, while below  them the soldiers of death assembled, all  those who would now swear allegiance  to them.    And the four spoke the words of the  Warrior's Prayer.    GODS OF WAR I CALL YOU, MY SWORD  IS BY MY SIDE.  I SEEK A LIFE OF HONOR, FREE FROM  ALL FALSE PRIDE.  I WILL CRACK THE WHIP WITH A BOLD  MIGHTY HAIL.  COVER ME WITH DEATH IF I SHOULD  EVER FAIL.  GLORY, MAJESTY, UNITY  HAIL, HAIL, HAIL.    And as I stood and looked on, I heard the  Armies of the world hail them without  End, and their voices of victory carried  Long and far throughout the land!"    Well, that's it, did you like the story?  Yeah, it was great!  Oh good, I'm glad. Now off to bed with you.  Grandfather?  Yes?  Who were those four men?  Who were they?  THEY WERE THE METAL KINGS!!!!!!!!!!!!