The Final War- The wind howled in agony as it was pierced by blasts of energy that came from every direction as the dragon went through on its death march. The blows seemed to ricochet off him and he never flinched; it was almost as if they weren't even there. He spit fire at the urban sprawl with such a complete loathing that it seemed as if they had done wrong to him his whole life. They had never even known him, nor did they want to. This 'dragon' had been created for no purpose other than to destroy, and he vowed to make sure that at the end of this battle, it would be as if the whole civilization had never existed. He had slaughtered even his creators and he was very pleased with himself for the act. He knew that some had escaped, that some were in hiding, but he didn't care. Right now the only thing Moo was concerned with was destruction, of everything, but especially a small group who had been like a plague to him, spreading and ruining his armies. Now he had them trapped, and there was nowhere to run. . .

Scimitar fired his torpedo attack at the demon dragon as he ran, disrupting his enemy's fire as it flew through midair. He cursed as the top of the building he had darted behind shattered and dispersed in all directions. He dove behind another building as he once again became a target. Behind the neighboring building was Kovu, his second-in-command. The Zuum knew the seriousness of the situation but he whooped as another projectile flew past him, pelting him with debris as he stood his ground. Then he went into clear firing range. Extremely courageous, or complete foolishness, Scimitar couldn't decide. The tiger kept his guard up as he charged up another attack, a more powerful one this time, his black and blood-red body reflecting every burst of light that came from the nearby firing weapons. He fired again and heard Moo roar in frustration as he cleanly missed. He felt a hand grasp his shoulder roughly and he spun and raised his claws, ready to mutilate his attacker.

"Whoa!! Whoa!! Wait!!" screamed the creature cowering before him, "It's me!!"

"Dammit Sabre!" he yelled, "Don't sneak up like that!"

"Sorry!" was the answer he received over the chaos, "We're losing ground Scimitar! We can't keep this up for long."

The rebel leader knew he was right, but he was driven by anger. Moo had to pay for the suffering! He looked up at the dragon and nodded.

"I know, but we can't regroup, that will give him time to do the same."

The dragon grabbed his shoulder again.

"Scimitar, this is suicide! We have to back off!"

They both grimaced as an explosion rocked them violently.

"You missed me again you son of a bitch!!" they heard Kovu scream as he fired his energy rifle again.

Scimitar didn't even look at his best friend and turned to Sabre.

"No! We've come THIS far and I will not surrender to him!"

"We're all going to die if we don't retreat!!" Sabre retorted, " We can't take him alone!"

Kovu dove in between them and the two put up their guard again abruptly.

"Sorry Scim! There's nothing I can do!" came the panting warrior's voice, "We have to retreat!"

"Run Scimitar." agreed Sabre.

The rebel leader's gaze went swiftly between the two of them, weighing his options and the outcome of each. He finally exploded as more flames scorched the structures.

"NO!!!" he thundered as his companions winced with defeat and the realization of things to come.

"I WILL NOT RUN!!" he screamed. Then his voice sounded almost pleading, "I'm a warrior."

"Scimitar please!" Kovu begged him, "We can't win without backup. We might not even get out with our lives as it is."

"Then why try?"

Kovu sighed. "Alright."

"Let's do it." Sabre said reluctantly.

Scimitar was turning when he saw Kovu do a double take. He followed his friend's gaze and gasped silently. In the air was a huge monster, a large firebird the size of the monster they were fighting. It swiftly attacked the 'dragon' and flew off for another pass.

"There's your backup Kovu." he said grinning.

The two giants were locked in combat and they showed no signs of letting up. The rebels on the ground cheered but their faces grew frightened as they saw a beam of light come from one of the structures and strike the two. They both shrieked in pain and disappeared into oblivion. The rebels were shocked and stunned. Out from the air shot two spinning disks of energy, the monsters' souls. They stared as the air began to pulse and a Naga close to the epicenter disappeared as well. Only then did Scimitar run, and his companions joined him. They saw the wave of light pass overhead and they kept running past bodies already strewn on the earth. Scimitar tried in vain not to notice them.

"RRRRRRAAAAAAAGGGHGHHHHH"

His head whipped around as he skidded to a complete stop. He glanced to his left and found himself staring into the eyes of Sabre, who looked just as confused. They turned around and the sight they stared at made a scream freeze in Scimitar's throat. His heart felt like it had been punctured as he took in the scene. The scream had come from Kovu. He stood in the midst of low burning flames, his head raised to the sky but his eyes closed in terrible pain, with a figure standing behind him. Protruding from his back was a sword hilt. Protruding from his chest was the end of the long blade. He opened his eyes slowly and looked down at the vicious blade stained in his own lifeblood. Then he looked to Scimitar and half-smiled.

"I have been. . . and always. . . shall be. . .yours. . "

Then he fell, the sword still in him. He was dead before he hit the ground.

"NNNNOOOOOOOO!!!!!" Scimitar heard himself scream, but he was cut off as the figure pulled his sword out of Kovu. Then he looked toward them. They didn't even have time to react as he did a front flip and rammed his blade into the ground. Lightning shot from the impact point and surged up into Sabre. The dragon had only time for a brief yelp before detonating and covering Scimitar and the creature with blood. The attacker turned at last toward the rebel leader, who stood dazed and horrified. Then Scimitar finally saw him for the first time, and he choked on his own spit.

It was not the fact that Scimitar recognized him. It was that he couldn't comprehend that the creature standing before him was capable of all this. It glanced over its shoulder at the oncoming shockwave and then finally looked back at him.

It grinned, revealing lethal fangs that reflected the surrounding light. Then it uttered two words that made Scimitar's blood run cold.

"Dark Heart."

Scimitar saw a bright burst of light and something entered his chest. He felt excruciating pain and screamed as it felt like he was burning from the inside out. He thought about his friends sadly and the last thing he knew before darkness claimed him, was the only thing that he felt besides the pain. . . astonishment.