Chapter 6 (Fight to the Death)
As the aura enters his mind, Xelabus sees nothing but whiteness,
and then, memory completely focused, he finds himself, holding a
strange blade, marked with incredulous designs, staring angrily and
intently at the man in a black hood. He finds himself filled with
intense emotions, and the power he had felt several times before
seemed to build up furiously, almost taking control. But now, he felt
as if he could recognize this power. He felt as if he could use it to
his advantage, rather then blasting everything apart in pure rampage.
For some reason, he could recognize everything around him. He could
recall the shining, bright white area around him. Along with it's
colossal, circular shape, it's atmosphere was uncanny, with little
flashes of darkness disappearing and reappearing all about the area.
It looked like a futuristic coliseum, slowly diminishing, almost as If
the spontaneous flashing auras of darkness were ripping at the reality
of it's existence.
This angry feeling that he felt, almost represented the hopes to
fulfill an inevitable duty. He knew that he had to obliterate the man
standing pretentiously in front of him.
Then, all of a sudden, Xelabus loses his current reality and
becomes one with the event. He now understands the reason why he is
here, the reason why he must destroy this man of deliberate evil.
Bellowing with anger, he causes the entire place to shake
vigorously, and the shining glow of land beneath him begins to rumble
and crack, as if it was made of glass, or ice.
"Xxxxaaaavvvviiiieeerrrrr!"
The man turns around, grinning with malicious intent, "Xelabus,
so great to see you. I was looking forward to your arrival.
Xelabus shouts, holding back an enraging power surged by the
fire building up from within his eyes, "XAVIER! YOU KNOW WHY IM HERE!"
"Please, let's settle this like grown men. I don't ever recall
hollering at you like that."
Xels body begins to shake, and the fire within his eyes burns
brighter, showing a far more intense level of aggravation. "IVE HAD
ENOUGH OF YOUR GAMES! IT'S TIME WE SETTLE THIS ONCE AND FOR ALL!"
The mans attitude swiftly changes. He glares at Xelabus, with
an intent so evil, his whole stance changes. He no longer manages to
maintain the suspiciously oblivious stature he held onto before.
After trying so hard to be reasonable, he uncrosses his arms, and
shakes his head with disgust, while moving his hands slowly towards a
long, thin case hanging down to his waist, which holds something large
and sharp hanging off of his back. He then grits his teeth, and
mutters, barely loud enough for Xelabus to hear his compressed words.
"Xelabus, you are not making this reunion pleasant."