Author's Note: My older brother has been begging me to write a fanfiction where Dart dies. I'm not quite sure why, but he never really liked him as a character that much. So I decided to grant his wishes. It is a release for my other fanfic, which I will update. Please people have patience. Now without further a due, Shinshia Productions Presents: The Death of Dart

The Death of Dart

By Shinshia101

The group soon cornered Dart in the dark alley. He had no where to run. He turned to Albert, trying to knock some sense into him.

"Please…Albert…we're friends, right?"

"You tried to use the Divine Dragoon spirit to over throw my throne. Friends don't do that Dart." Albert said pushing his spear to Dart's neck.

"Yeah!" Meru agreed. "I thought we we're all friends! You were suppose to be cool Dart!" Meru swung her hammer over her head, ready for the attack.

Dart looked over to where Shana was. She was in Haschel's arms crying. "Shana…help me…"

Shana only sobbed more.

"What you did was unforgivable Dart," Albert pushed the spear closer. "Goodbye."

"I'm not going to die that easily." Dart quickly grabbed some wood from the ground and swung it at Albert's head, causing the king to fall to the ground. He barely dodged Meru's Perky Step, and gave her a hard gab to the stomach. Kongol tried to swing his axe, but his slow movements were his downfall. Dart bent to the ground and tripped the large Gigantos, causing him to fall on top of Miranda. Ouch! Haschel ran to help his friends, but Dart grabbed Kongol's axe, and with all his might swung it at the Rogue Master, cutting off both his hands. Haschel screamed, while Dart only laughed.

"What is a Rogue master without any hands?" Dart asked watching his grandfather agonize in pain. True, he didn't want it to end this way. All he wanted was to rule over all of Endiness, but goody-to-shoes Albert wasn't going to let that happen and stole his dragoon spirit. Stupid King!

He continued to laugh, until an unexpected arrow shot him in the arm. When he looked up he saw Shana pointing another arrow at him.

At me?

A part of him wasn't too worried, he could easily bend Shana to his will, she was weak like that. But he soon began to doubt when the other arrow was shot and hit his right arm.

"What are you doing Shana? They are the enemy!" Dart hissed, walking towards her.

"Please…Dart stop this…this isn't right." She looked at her former companions and shook her head. "They are our friends. Don't you remember?"

"Feh, who needs friends when you can have a kingdom?" he said raising his arms. "This could all be yours; I could all be yours…isn't that what you always wanted?"

"Dart…" her eyes began to soften. He took Shana's weapon and threw it to the ground. With a swift motion he brought her to an embrace. She automatically held him, and Dart smirked.

Bingo, he got this in the bag.

"I'm…sorry, Dart…"

"What?"

Dart felt a sharp pain on his back. He turned to see that Albert had impaled a spear near his vertebral and pulled it out. Dammit, he knew that he shouldn't killed that bastard when he had the chance. Dart coughed out blood as Shana released her hold of him. So the bitch was part of it, too. She had more spine, than he gave her credit for.

Dart wobbled as he went to face his former companions. It was him against them. He wasn't going down without a fig--

A large hammer to the head caused him to fall to the ground. He struggled to get up again, but the hammer continued to bang his head. He could here Shana's crying in the background. His head hurt so much. He wasn't dead yet, but a large axe to the head made his end quick and painless…

And that is the death of Dart Feld. Tell me what you think!