Disclaimer: Uhh.....I dont know what im suppose to do here, so.....ill just write what everyone else does. I dont own Disgaea in anyway......well except this story, in whiched i used their char, which is there, but i also used them in my story so........gah im gettin a headache. lets just say i dont own this story and enjoy the story.
The Netherworld clashed as King Krichesvkoy and Baal drew their swords together. For 3 straight hours, they were fighting a battle that would decide the fate of the Netherworld. Baal raised his sword in the air about to slash. Quickly, the King dashed out of the way, and hit Baal on his side. A black ooze of blood came out, but stopped a few seconds later.
"Don't you see?!" Baal shouted with a high sense of victory. "No matter how much you cut me, I feel no pain!" Suddenly, Baal grabbed the King by the neck, and hurled him at a wall, crashing it down in the process.
"I'm getting too old for this..." said the King as he arose from the rubble, putting his hand on his head to steady his dizzyness. Without warning, as soon as everything was clear, he saw Baal rushing up to him, ready to stab his giant sword through his chest. "But not old enough to lose to the likes of you!" shouted the King. He aimed his hand at Baal, and shot a huge bolt of his Overlord's Wrath attack at him in the process. There was a white flash when the blast connected to his assigned target.
When everything was clear again, Baal had vanished. The King pushed the rubble off of him getting up, brushing off a bit of dirt as he stood. He looked around ambitiously. "Where are you?" he said to himself as he looked around. He knew that a Demon with such power couldn't be defeated by such a small warning, a giant-sized hand came through the floor, and grabbed Krichesvkoy's leg. He was pulled through the floor as he realized Baal crashed through the floor to avoid the blast. As he fell, he could feel the pebbles from the floor hit his face. At last he landed on the floor Baal pulled him through.
"Give up squirm, and I might decide to kill you painlessly!" shouted Baal with much pleasure. The King's final thoughts were rushing through his head, from when he found and married his wife, had a demon son, how his wife sacrificed her own life to save the child, and how his son had slept in a coffin because of Etna's recent poison. "So many memories..." he said murmuring to himself. Baal raised his sword, soldier style, about to pierce through the chest of the King. "So many loved ones..."
Baal pushed down on full force, ready to gash through the mighty Overlord once and for all. But as it was about to hit Krichesvkoy, the King was surrounded with a purple aura, and grabbed the sword Baal was about to kill him with.
"What?!" said Baal with much surprise.
"So many reasons to not let you win!" shouted the King as he pushed back the sword, sending Baal all the way to the other side of the wall. "I may not be able to beat you. Nor, can I survive. But I have a reason to fight you, and thats the only thing I need to make sure you don't win!" The king put his hands together in the shape of a triangle. In the center, a purple triangle with a circle in the middle formed. The King then fired this, and surrounded the demon Baal. The mighty demon tried to destroy his surrounding barrier, but to no prevail.
"I demand that you let me out of here worm!" shouted Baal in anger.
"It may take my life in the process, but as long as you lose, I shall never stop!" replied the King. A second shape was formed in the center of his hands. This time it was a green square with two circles in it. Again, the King blasted his hands at the demon in full force. Now Baal couldn't move at all. He was stuck, frozen, in the stance of a guard, holding his sword, pointed down.
"Even if you seal me, I shall return." said the demon with a roar. " I am Baal, the true fiend of terror!"
" I don't doubt that you will be able to escape. But as least this way, I can assure myself, that my son will achieve Overlord before that happens." The final shape that took shape was a orange circle, with 3 different shapes on the outside on it; one on the top which was a diamond, one on the bottom right which was a star, and the last one on the bottom left was a moon symbol. With the last of his energy, he shot the blast, this time in the form of a beam, directly at Baal, and before Baal could scream, he vanished, completely. And, right where Baal was standing, were the three shapes that the King used to signify the barrier.
The King collapsed breathing hard, panting. A stroke of sunlight from the crash above him was all he could see. "If I made the right choice, and I saved the Netherworld, would my son be proud of me?" He started breathing harder as he said this.
Etna, who was holding her left shoulder, one eye closed that was replace with a black and blue eye, and blood dripping from her arm, walked into the room. She gasped as she saw the King laying the way he was. She rushed over to him, kneeled, and raised his head from the floor.
"King Krichesvkoy! We..." tears started to form in her eyes as she knew the King was dying. "We defeated all of Baal's soldiers...just like you asked."
The king smiled a bit. "I'm proud of you Etna. Proud, that I did not make a mistake when I putting you in charge the main army." the King said as he coughed a bit.
"Hang in there, a medical unit is coming. Just stay awake!" A tear started rolling down her eye, landing on the King's cheek.
He laughed a bit. "This is...this is how we met...with you crying..."
Etna sniffed a little. "Yeah... I was crying..."
"I'm glad..." the King heaved a little." I'm glad that I was able to meet you...Etna..."
"Prince......"
"And I know about the poison..."
Etna gasped a little at this. "But...how did..." she was cut short when the King interrupted.
"I may be old, but I still see what happens around the castle." More of Etna's tears started to form. "But...I forgive you..."
"K-K-King!" she was all worked up from what she just heard.
"Etna...make me a.....promise..."
Etna sniffed a little as she knew the King was ready to die anytime. "Anything King."
"Promise...promise to make my son a great Overlord..."
"I promise." Another tear fell and landed on the King's cheek as she said this.
"Then I have...no.....worr...ies..." was the last thing he said before he breathed his last breath.
"Kiiiiiiiiiiiiing!" Etna began to sob tremendously as the King died in her arms.
Meanwhile, in a different dimension surrounded in total darkness, Baal spoke. "I may have lost, but my terror will return..." the demon said as he grinned evilly. "After all, I have all the time in the World. All the time in the World." The demon lord laughed as he said this, knowing that someday, someway, he would return...
Two and a half years later......
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Well? What cha think? first fanfic action thing ever, and definite longest. Please review, as good reviews aspire me to make more, not saying i wont if i dont get any, but you know what i mean :)