A/N: I was stuck on one of those invasion levels in Rayman Legends where you've got dark evil ghost Rayman to deal with and this kind of...just...happened. o_o Enjoy?
Darker Half
He shows his affections by kicking you in the back at a run. You twist with the motion, turning unbalance into a spin that sends the full force of your fist into his shadowy face. Cackling, he lunges at you with claws outstretched.
The two of you meet, tangle, and a sharp motion of his foot sends you both tumbling down a shallow incline. Luck is not with you: he lands on top this time. You can hear fabric ripping as he digs at you beneath your shirt. Leering down, he spits the rotten tooth you just knocked out at your face and giggles when you wince.
You use his moment of distraction to arc one foot viciously up and kick him in the back of the head. He pitches forward and you tangle your fingers in his greasy hair, your mouth crushing against his. Putrescence fills your mouth and nostrils as his tongue worms past your lips. His jagged teeth cut and you hope your tongue tastes equally foul to him. It's all necessary you tell yourself and fight back an intimate revulsion that you've come to crave over the years.
His baleful eyes slide shut with yours and you trust your aim to be true. You pull your free hand back and muster every shimmering ounce of strength you've got. When at last the two of you part, his expression languid and hungry, you give him a cheeky grin and a wink just before your fist hits him so hard that his head spins two complete rotations.
You throw him off you and leap skyward in one fluid motion. He turns his face to look at you, squinting in a shaft of light, too unsteady to stand. The full force of your being strikes him right between the sulfurous eyes as you come down.
Your knuckles crack against the earth and you are alone. There is nothing but quiet and a misty darkness at your feet that is rapidly disintegrating. You stand and wonder when it will be him alone and if you'll have the strength then to pull yourself back into being.
A friendly shout scatters your thoughts and you turn to see a familiar silhouette waving from a not-so-distant patch of light. Smiling, you wave back and leave your gloomy thoughts to dissipate with the darkness.