11-02-2005, 12:49 PM
Chapter 12: Healing
Down in the Forest in his old house, DarkMagician had been revived, and was being tended to by Logan. RobDeLaMorte and V were attempting to revive Tiffany in another room. "So...Grave has disappeared then?" DarkMagician asked, as Logan checked him over with a 'borrowed' Pioneer Medic's scanner. "Yeah. He didn't help at all. If it were not for my great skill, you would not have made it." Logan said confidentially. DarkMagician rolled his eyes, "Uh-huh...and what of Tiffany?" Just then, RobDeLaMorte came in. "Logan, we must have words." They walked out, and DarkMagician attempted to listen in. "...Tiffany...looks like...not getting better...nothing working...gone..." DarkMagician shot up to his feet, and paid the price for it. "AAH! My leg!" Logan peeped in, "What happened...? Why are you up!?" He asked exasperated. "We must save Tiffany! She saved us from zero, now we must save her!" DarkMagician said winceing from the pain, as he limped towards the doorway. "No! You may not enter her roo--oof!" RobDeLaMorte began, as DarkMagician knocked him down with a swift knee. "Don't..go in...there...fool! *gasp*" DarkMagician strode in, and beheld a sight that made his blood freeze over...
Grave meanwhile, was searching around the trench where Dark Falz's monolith resided. "Let's see... If the legends are true, it should be here...Aha!" Grave lifted up a small cluster of dusty rocks. "Hmm..." He cleaned them with his cape, and a bunch of crystals shone brightly in the darkness. "Bingo!"
Tiffany lay there limply. Not breathing, not moving. Her skin had turned deathly pale, and though she looked dead, a nearby monitor registered a faint heartbeat. "She is nearly gone, DarkMagician" V said, standing up. "Nothing worked... Star atomizers, Moon atomizers, hitting her, cpr...nothing." DarkMagician walked over slowly. "Leave me V! Leave me alone with her!" V started to protest, but DarkMagician's eyes were glowing bright purple again. V made a hasty retreat. DarkMagician leant over her, "Tiffany?" he asked quietly. No response. He cast reverser on her. Nothing. Resta. Nothing. He was panicking now, his magic had never failed before. "Maybe if I channel some magic?" DarkMagician placed his hand over her head, and his aura left him, and was transferred to her. She started to breathe again, though weakly. Her heart rate increased slightly, but she still slept. DarkMagician collapsed, weak from his efforts. "Logan...V...RobDeLaMorte... come here!" He rasped. They entered, "What is the matter now DarkMa..." V started, as they saw her breathing quietly. DarkMagician gasped, "I will...explain later. Go! You...you must find Grave, and find my old crystals...perhaps they can save her fully... Hurry! Leave now!" Logan nodded, and headed to the ruins with V immediatly. RobDeLaMorte waited a moment. "You gave her part of your life-force, didn't you? Why?" DarkMagician raised his head, "We...will need her help... for the true enemy... And I do not...know... If we actually killed...that demon zero..." RobDeLaMorte turned, and sprinted toward Ruins after V and Logan. DarkMagician shakily stood up, walked over to the nearby bed, and collapsed onto it...
Chapter 13: Conflicting Plans
Grave had returned back to the Ruins, after nipping up to Pioneer 2 to get his books. He currently sat on the monolith, reading carefully the ritual he needed to prepare...
Logan, V and RobDeLaMorte walked through the first two sections of the Ruins with ease, as the monsters were killed already. "I don't like this...where are the monsters?" Logan began. RobDeLaMorte suddenly halted. "You do not think... That Grave has been in here ahead of us?" V scratched his head, "Why? He does not know about what happened..." Logan started to run, he had a bad feeling about this. "Wait up!" V shouted angrily.
Grave finished placing the crystals into the correct slots on the side of the monolith. A giant head appeared, but this one had an angry face, with black and red colours. "You have all the crystals. What is your wish?" Grave laughed out loud, and said simply, "Power." A transformation took place, and Grave was bathed in darkness...
Presently, RobDeLaMorte, V and Logan burst into the room. Grave stood in front of them at the altar. His mask had been removed, and long hair grew down to his back, changing color every moment or so. On his chest, were the five crystals embedded. Grave himself looked stronger, and an aura of darkness emanated from him, even V could sense it. "Grave...Why?" Logan asked simply. Grave laughed out cruelly, "Now I will be the ultimate assassin! I shall be in control! Had I known the legends about DarkMagician to be true, I would have done this years ago! I may as well admit it now, I was the one who ordered your deaths!" RobDeLaMorte himself gasped. "YOU! You mean you were the one who started all this!? Unforgiveable! You die NOW!" He roared angrily. Grave merely laughed, as the three hunters drew their weapons...
Chapter 14: The final battle?
While this was happening, DarkMagician had recovered somewhat a few times. Each time, he poured more magic into Tiffany. By now, the colour had returned to her face fully, and it looked for all the world that she was merely sleeping lightly. "Wake...up already..." DarkMagician whispered, "I think...they...will meet trouble..."
Grave started off by sending his scythes around himself in a circle, using newly acquired psychic power. V and Logan attempted to enter the arc, and V promptly had his Agito sliced into ribbons. "Fuck! What are those scythes made of!?" He shouted aghast. Logan nipped over and under, and as he was about to hit Grave, RobDeLaMorte shouted, "Don't touch him! Otherwise yo--" Too late. Logan sliced downward as hard as he could, and was viciously repelled by Grave's new cloak. Logan fell to the floor, and was paralysed by the cloak's dark powers. "Shit! How do we beat THAT?" V said angrily, as he shoved Logan to safety out of the door. "Carve his cloak off! And hurry!" RobDeLaMorte shouted, as Grave threw his scythes at them, narrowly missing. RobDeLaMorte sliced at the cloak, but Grave somehow dodged it. "Pathetic." Grave snarled, as he cut RobDeLaMorte across the chest, once, twice. Then V hacked the cloak off with his other Agito. RobDeLaMorte leapt backwards, clutching at his wounds. He raised his hands. "...blood? I bleed...?"
V and Grave ceased fighting for a moment. "Hahahah, he made me bleed?" Then suddenly, a dormant memory came to V. Once, when RobDeLaMorte had bled by a Belbiter's bite, he had gone nuts. The entire Seabed Facility was destroyed, and they only got out in time thanks to a quick telepipe. V thought for a moment more, grabbed Logan again, and fled into a backup telepipe he had hidden. Grave watched RobDeLaMorte nervously. "What are you playing at?!" He called out. RobDeLaMorte started to ignore him, and spoke to himself, "Destroy...Blood...Grave...Adameon...Jut..." RobDeLaMorte looked up, his eyes turned into a crimson colour. "MORTAL WORM! I SHALL DESTROY YOU FOR DARING TO CAUSE MY SON TO BLEED!" Grave lost his cool. "What!? What are you talking about now?!!?" RobDeLaMorte carried on, "KNOW THIS THAN GRAVE, I AM ADAMEON. ROBDELAMORTE'S FATHER. HE HAS ALLOWED ME A FREE REIGN IN HIS BODY TO DO WITH YOU AS I SEE FIT!" He raised his hands, Grave flinched. "No! Wh-what is this?! I...can't...move!" "IDIOT! YOU MAY HAVE DARKNESS NOW, BUT WE ARE DARKNESS INCARNATE!" RobDeLaMorte laughed out loud, sending shivers up Grave's spine...
Blood leaked out of every part of RobDeLaMorte now, and he tore his shirt off, revealing Jut engraved on his chest in his own blood. "T-that symbol!" Grave screamed alarmed. RobDeLaMorte nodded, "THIS IS IT! WE PERISH, BUT WE DRAG YOU DOWN WITH US! WE WILL BE REBORN, FOR WE ARE NOT TRULY ALIVE, BUT YOU ARE QUITE MORTAL, NEW POWERS OR NOT!" Grave hurled his scythes at RobDeLaMorte, "Damn you! Damn you to a thousand deaths!" RobDeLaMorte shreiked laughter again, and finally "JUUUUUUUUUUUT!!!!!" RobDeLaMorte's body exploded, as pure darkness consumed and destroyed the entire Ruins area.....
Down in the Forest in his old house, DarkMagician had been revived, and was being tended to by Logan. RobDeLaMorte and V were attempting to revive Tiffany in another room. "So...Grave has disappeared then?" DarkMagician asked, as Logan checked him over with a 'borrowed' Pioneer Medic's scanner. "Yeah. He didn't help at all. If it were not for my great skill, you would not have made it." Logan said confidentially. DarkMagician rolled his eyes, "Uh-huh...and what of Tiffany?" Just then, RobDeLaMorte came in. "Logan, we must have words." They walked out, and DarkMagician attempted to listen in. "...Tiffany...looks like...not getting better...nothing working...gone..." DarkMagician shot up to his feet, and paid the price for it. "AAH! My leg!" Logan peeped in, "What happened...? Why are you up!?" He asked exasperated. "We must save Tiffany! She saved us from zero, now we must save her!" DarkMagician said winceing from the pain, as he limped towards the doorway. "No! You may not enter her roo--oof!" RobDeLaMorte began, as DarkMagician knocked him down with a swift knee. "Don't..go in...there...fool! *gasp*" DarkMagician strode in, and beheld a sight that made his blood freeze over...
Grave meanwhile, was searching around the trench where Dark Falz's monolith resided. "Let's see... If the legends are true, it should be here...Aha!" Grave lifted up a small cluster of dusty rocks. "Hmm..." He cleaned them with his cape, and a bunch of crystals shone brightly in the darkness. "Bingo!"
Tiffany lay there limply. Not breathing, not moving. Her skin had turned deathly pale, and though she looked dead, a nearby monitor registered a faint heartbeat. "She is nearly gone, DarkMagician" V said, standing up. "Nothing worked... Star atomizers, Moon atomizers, hitting her, cpr...nothing." DarkMagician walked over slowly. "Leave me V! Leave me alone with her!" V started to protest, but DarkMagician's eyes were glowing bright purple again. V made a hasty retreat. DarkMagician leant over her, "Tiffany?" he asked quietly. No response. He cast reverser on her. Nothing. Resta. Nothing. He was panicking now, his magic had never failed before. "Maybe if I channel some magic?" DarkMagician placed his hand over her head, and his aura left him, and was transferred to her. She started to breathe again, though weakly. Her heart rate increased slightly, but she still slept. DarkMagician collapsed, weak from his efforts. "Logan...V...RobDeLaMorte... come here!" He rasped. They entered, "What is the matter now DarkMa..." V started, as they saw her breathing quietly. DarkMagician gasped, "I will...explain later. Go! You...you must find Grave, and find my old crystals...perhaps they can save her fully... Hurry! Leave now!" Logan nodded, and headed to the ruins with V immediatly. RobDeLaMorte waited a moment. "You gave her part of your life-force, didn't you? Why?" DarkMagician raised his head, "We...will need her help... for the true enemy... And I do not...know... If we actually killed...that demon zero..." RobDeLaMorte turned, and sprinted toward Ruins after V and Logan. DarkMagician shakily stood up, walked over to the nearby bed, and collapsed onto it...
Chapter 13: Conflicting Plans
Grave had returned back to the Ruins, after nipping up to Pioneer 2 to get his books. He currently sat on the monolith, reading carefully the ritual he needed to prepare...
Logan, V and RobDeLaMorte walked through the first two sections of the Ruins with ease, as the monsters were killed already. "I don't like this...where are the monsters?" Logan began. RobDeLaMorte suddenly halted. "You do not think... That Grave has been in here ahead of us?" V scratched his head, "Why? He does not know about what happened..." Logan started to run, he had a bad feeling about this. "Wait up!" V shouted angrily.
Grave finished placing the crystals into the correct slots on the side of the monolith. A giant head appeared, but this one had an angry face, with black and red colours. "You have all the crystals. What is your wish?" Grave laughed out loud, and said simply, "Power." A transformation took place, and Grave was bathed in darkness...
Presently, RobDeLaMorte, V and Logan burst into the room. Grave stood in front of them at the altar. His mask had been removed, and long hair grew down to his back, changing color every moment or so. On his chest, were the five crystals embedded. Grave himself looked stronger, and an aura of darkness emanated from him, even V could sense it. "Grave...Why?" Logan asked simply. Grave laughed out cruelly, "Now I will be the ultimate assassin! I shall be in control! Had I known the legends about DarkMagician to be true, I would have done this years ago! I may as well admit it now, I was the one who ordered your deaths!" RobDeLaMorte himself gasped. "YOU! You mean you were the one who started all this!? Unforgiveable! You die NOW!" He roared angrily. Grave merely laughed, as the three hunters drew their weapons...
Chapter 14: The final battle?
While this was happening, DarkMagician had recovered somewhat a few times. Each time, he poured more magic into Tiffany. By now, the colour had returned to her face fully, and it looked for all the world that she was merely sleeping lightly. "Wake...up already..." DarkMagician whispered, "I think...they...will meet trouble..."
Grave started off by sending his scythes around himself in a circle, using newly acquired psychic power. V and Logan attempted to enter the arc, and V promptly had his Agito sliced into ribbons. "Fuck! What are those scythes made of!?" He shouted aghast. Logan nipped over and under, and as he was about to hit Grave, RobDeLaMorte shouted, "Don't touch him! Otherwise yo--" Too late. Logan sliced downward as hard as he could, and was viciously repelled by Grave's new cloak. Logan fell to the floor, and was paralysed by the cloak's dark powers. "Shit! How do we beat THAT?" V said angrily, as he shoved Logan to safety out of the door. "Carve his cloak off! And hurry!" RobDeLaMorte shouted, as Grave threw his scythes at them, narrowly missing. RobDeLaMorte sliced at the cloak, but Grave somehow dodged it. "Pathetic." Grave snarled, as he cut RobDeLaMorte across the chest, once, twice. Then V hacked the cloak off with his other Agito. RobDeLaMorte leapt backwards, clutching at his wounds. He raised his hands. "...blood? I bleed...?"
V and Grave ceased fighting for a moment. "Hahahah, he made me bleed?" Then suddenly, a dormant memory came to V. Once, when RobDeLaMorte had bled by a Belbiter's bite, he had gone nuts. The entire Seabed Facility was destroyed, and they only got out in time thanks to a quick telepipe. V thought for a moment more, grabbed Logan again, and fled into a backup telepipe he had hidden. Grave watched RobDeLaMorte nervously. "What are you playing at?!" He called out. RobDeLaMorte started to ignore him, and spoke to himself, "Destroy...Blood...Grave...Adameon...Jut..." RobDeLaMorte looked up, his eyes turned into a crimson colour. "MORTAL WORM! I SHALL DESTROY YOU FOR DARING TO CAUSE MY SON TO BLEED!" Grave lost his cool. "What!? What are you talking about now?!!?" RobDeLaMorte carried on, "KNOW THIS THAN GRAVE, I AM ADAMEON. ROBDELAMORTE'S FATHER. HE HAS ALLOWED ME A FREE REIGN IN HIS BODY TO DO WITH YOU AS I SEE FIT!" He raised his hands, Grave flinched. "No! Wh-what is this?! I...can't...move!" "IDIOT! YOU MAY HAVE DARKNESS NOW, BUT WE ARE DARKNESS INCARNATE!" RobDeLaMorte laughed out loud, sending shivers up Grave's spine...
Blood leaked out of every part of RobDeLaMorte now, and he tore his shirt off, revealing Jut engraved on his chest in his own blood. "T-that symbol!" Grave screamed alarmed. RobDeLaMorte nodded, "THIS IS IT! WE PERISH, BUT WE DRAG YOU DOWN WITH US! WE WILL BE REBORN, FOR WE ARE NOT TRULY ALIVE, BUT YOU ARE QUITE MORTAL, NEW POWERS OR NOT!" Grave hurled his scythes at RobDeLaMorte, "Damn you! Damn you to a thousand deaths!" RobDeLaMorte shreiked laughter again, and finally "JUUUUUUUUUUUT!!!!!" RobDeLaMorte's body exploded, as pure darkness consumed and destroyed the entire Ruins area.....