Hey guys! I know, its been a while. But I was really busy(really) and my wifi went down. I had this chapter written a while back but never got to post it yet. So, I hope you'll forgive me. And, enjoy!

Disclaimer : I do not own Adventure Quest Worlds

UNEXPECTED

Darren jolted straight up on his bed. He was sweating like crazy, his hair was totally in a mess, one of his pillows were on the other side of the room. Darren looked around. So it was just a nightmare, he thought.

He got up and looked at the mirror. He was a total mess. Getting properly dressed up, he stepped out of his house and under the bright blue skies.

(Line break)

At Yulgar's Inn

"Lizzie, a cup of beer, please!" shouts Allan.

"One beer, right up"

Darren stepped into the inn and sat at his usual place, next to Allan.

"Hey Darren! You look shaken up."

"Had a nightmare"

Allan faked a surprise "I can't believe nightmares can scare the great Darren Scarlet."

"Oh, shut up."

"Here's your drink, Darren" Lizzie handed him a Diet Coke.

Darren took a drink. "Any new jobs?"

"Doesn't look like it. I just wish some people get robbed or some bad guys get loose in the city. I really need the money for my rent, which I haven't paid for, like, the last 4 months. The guy's really pissed off." Allan said.

Just then, a guy burst into the inn. He looked near dead. He was bleeding at various places and his clothes were in tatters. His sword and armor were broken. "Se…S…Sepulture…attack…S…Sword..haven.." was all he could say before he collapsed to the ground and closed his eyes forever.

"Attack in Swordhaven…that's bad. Really bad." Yulgar stammered. "If king Alteon's defeated, the entire of Swordhaven kingdom and Battleon will fall under Sepulchure."

"Huh, Allan" Darren said, "looks like your wish came true"

"It didn't have to be SEPULTURE"

"Let's move?"

"Yeah"

And together, Darren and Allan teleported off to Swordhaven's strongest and weakest point : Swordhaven Castle.

The Castle was in flames. Hordes of undead skeletons everywhere. Soldiers were losing battle. Maggie, the Cleric, had opened up a portal to allow more soldiers to pass through. Sepulture's undead Fortress was hovering overhead in the sky, its master nowhere to be seen.

"Sepulture's headed towards the Throne Room" Maggie said. She can read people's minds.

"Go! Both of you!"

"You sure you can hold up?" Allan asked. He always had a soft spot of her.

"Yes. Now Go!"

Darren and Allan ran through the districts. Many houses were burning. A lot of people were dead. Undead skeletal warriors were killing innocents and fighting the Soldiers.

"What's happening.." Darren thought to himself.

"This is worse than we thought."

"DARREN! ALLAN!" Artix called out. He beheaded an undead and smashed the rest with his Blinding Light of Destiny.

"What's going on, Artix?" Allan asked.

"Sepulture's headed for the Throne Room. You MUST get there. King Alteon should not fall." He blasted more undead warriors. "Get to the gates!"

They ran to the gates which were guarded by Aranax, the Light-Angel Warlord. He doesn't show up for fights, unless it was something big.

The Undead soldiers were pouring around the gate. Aranax couldn't take all of them. But he wouldn't admit it.

"Get to King Alteon!" he screamed as he blasted a hundred skeletons and parried a strike with his Light sword and sliced an undead into half.

"That's the only thing we keep hearing" Allan muttered.

"I'll hold the gates with Aranax. You get to the Throne Room, Darren."

Darren didn't say a word and rushed towards the Castle. He heard a huge blast behind him, but didn't stop to look back.

The Hall of the Castle was filled with Undeads. The only one keeping them from reaching the Royal Stairs was Robina. Her quiver was almost empty. She had a few cuts on her body, otherwise she looked fine. But she could'nt last much longer.

"Darren, how 'bout a hand?"

"At your service, My Lady" Darren did a mock bow.

Robina rolled her eyes at his antics but focused on the task at hand.

"DRAGONSLAYER'S: DUO STARDUST!" Darren spread his hand open to either sides of him and golden stardust flames erupted from his hands and burnt all the Undead on either sides of the Royal Stairs.

Ten of them charged forward at him. He ignited his hands and sent fire balls at the skeletal warriors. Two of them dodged the fire and attacked Darren. Undead One swiped at him with its sword but Darren ducked and did a flaming uppercut which broke off its sword arm. Darren grabbed the broken arm and pierced it through Undead Two's skull which crumpled to dust.

Darren looked around. All monsters were wiped out. He caught Robina staring at him with wide eyes and a hanging mouth. He chuckled, "Close your mouth, Robina, flies might get in."

Robina just shook her head and said, "Just go save our king" and turned away. But before turning, Darren could swear he saw a tint of blush on her cheeks. He wondered what THAT was about. But he didn't have much time to think about it as he heard another blast from the Throne Room. He was half-way up the Royal Stairs when he was ambushed by a horde of Undead. Can't this get any easier, he thought.

At the Throne Room

Alteon's POV

"King Alteon! You must flee. Sepulture might kill you!" General Lionfang warned.

"No… I will not flee. I'll protect and defend my kingdom till my last breath." Alteon had a grim determination on his old bearded face.

"But, my Lord…"

"NO! I WILL FIGHT! Sepulture must face ME! I will NOT put my subjects in danger! Rather, YOU must flee now, Lionfang. Bring help to Thunderforge. They need you."

"But…"

"GO!"

Alteon used his magic to transport Lionfang to Thunderforge. There was nothing, really, to do in Thunderforge. They've defended themselves. But he wanted all his subjects safe. Now, he's all alone in the Throne Room. Alteon summoned his Swordhaven Dragonblade. He feels much better with his blade with him. Suddenly, he sensed tints of darkness in the room. Sepulture, its time…, he thought.

Just then, the doors to the Throne Room blast open and two Royal guards came crashing in. Their armor were almost broken and smeared with shades of darkness.

The background behind the doors is totally black. Red eyes, glowing red eyes, start forward. Alteon got his sword ready. The Doomknight Sepulture advanced. His reddish-coppery colored armor shines under the light in the room. An Undead Skeleton stands beside him. His Doomblade screams for blood. To be more precise, the blood of the Champion of Light. The only reason for this invasion was to slay Alteon, the Champion of Light, and to open the portals to the Planes of Darkness and take over Lore.

"Light King, time for your demise" Sepulture's rough, hard monstrous voice threatens the King.

"I will not let my kingdom fall to you. You will never put Lore in Darkness."

"DARKNESS SHALL RULE!" the Undead Soldier cried.

It charged at Alteon, but he blew it up from the inside. Sepulture charged and the Doomknight and Champion of Light clashed.

Lightning sparks flew. The Doomblade screamed for blood. Sepulture figured direct clash wouldn't work. He caught Alteon's neck and held him high. Then tossed him in the air and slashed at him. Alteon went flying back. If it weren't for his armor, he'd have been dead by now. Alteon recovered and blasted Sepulture with his Light Invergence power. The impact of Sepulture on the wall cracked it.

Sepulture charged the Doomblade and released the Dark Havoc on Alteon, who barely raised his Light Shield on time. The Dark Havoc went around it and blasted the wall behind Alteon. The moon was glowing bright in the dark sky. The Doomknight Fortress was floating in the sky.

"You're a worthy opponent." Sepulture said, "Worthy to be the Champion of Light. Worthy to be killed." He stepped towards King Alteon.

Just as Sepulture shot the Hellfire at Alteon, Darren burst into the Throne Room and sent his own fireball at the Hellfire and neutralized it.

Sepulture noticed Darren for the first time. "Why are you here, mortal?" he demanded.

"You won't open the Planes of Darkness, Sepulture. I won't let you." Darren said calmly.

"YOU WILL NOT DECIDE ON ME, MORTAL!"

"And I won't let you kill our King" Darren said as he summoned Dual Hell Blades.

Then, something happened that shouldn't have happened.

Suddenly, something burst into the sky, under the moon. The 'thing' burst out huge wings and disappeared. The next instant, it was in between Sepulture and Darren, who stood protectively in front of Alteon. All three gasped at the same time. Because the 'thing' standing between them should not EXIST. Because… Drakath should not exist.

"D…D…Drakath.." Alteon and Sepulture stuttered.

Drakath had a dark smile on his face. "Yes, it is me."

"But… weren't you supposed to be dead over a… hundred years?" Darren asked.

"I don't care!" Sepulture yelled. "Get out of here, Drakath, before I kill you!"

Sepulture readied his Doomblade. But as fast as lightning, Drakath crossed the room towards Sepulture and punched a hole through his chest. Sepulture gasped and stepped back. Alteon charged from behind but Drakath hit him with his wings and Alteon went flying back. Darren stood there, frozen.

"You…can't…kill…me…" Sepulture said slowly.

"I am an Undead. You cannot kill what is already DEAD!"

Drakath looked bored.

"LONG UNLIVE THE SHADOWSCYTHE!" Sepulture cried.

Drakath crushed his heart and Sepulture exploded in dark flames. Then he noticed the Doomknight Fortress. Gravelyn was standing, horrified, on the balcony, watching everything.

"Sepulture has a daughter? Amusing." Drakath smiled darkly and fired a Chaos blast at the Fortress. The Fortress was nearly destroyed on impact and it crashed into a nearby mountain.

Drakath turned to Darren and Alteon. "I will rule over Lore. Slowly and stedily, I'll destroy every one of you here. And I'll leave you two for the Grand Finale. Enjoy the rest of your miserable lives. HAHAHAHAHAH!" He said and flew away through the broken wall.

Darren recovered from his shock and hurried over to King Alteon. "My Lord!"

"It's not me anymore, Darren. The fight between Good and Evil is over." Alteon said unsteadily.

"And now, the Age of Chaos begins! HAHAHAHA!" Drakath's voice boomed in the Throne Room which made Darren shiver.

The Age of Chaos…