Rosemar: We have a great update for you tonight.
Alister: All hail the removal of the writers block! (Throws hands in air)
Rosemar: Muse of Darkness don't fail me now.
/As usual I do all the work and get none of the credit\
Alister: Hey, it's you. How have you been? (See Lost And Found Chapter 4 AN for who "you" is)
Rosemar: Hey, I'm the one who dose all the writing.
/Ah but, I Publish the story and set you to writing in the first place.\
Rosemar: Well then, why dose it say PPGX: Part 2: Darksheath by Dark King Rosemar, hmmm?
/Ever consider that I'm Dark King Rosemar\
Rosemar: Then who am I?
/Dark King Rosemar\
Rosemar: (Babbling) but you said you were, and I am, so that means. Ow, my brain hurts now.
/I'll explain while the readers read the story\
Alister: While they babble I guess I have to say it (clears through) we own only: Super-Puff, Shadow-Puff, Black Heart, Darksheath and anyone specifically clamed in previous chapters. So please read and review.
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The Power Puff Girls X
Part2: Darksheath
Chapter 3: The Enemy of My Enemy
On a barren street amid the rubble of buildings, displaced earth and twisted metal in the middle of Townsville; a dark circle appeared in the air, just above the ground. The area had been utterly destroyed by Super-Puff's and Shadow-Puff's battle and had not yet been rebuilt by the hardworking townsfolk as the battle had taken place only the day before. Alone in the quiet shadow of daybreak, a human-like figure emerged from the dark, swirling, circle.
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"What absolute idiots these cops are!" Princess said, chuckling as she looked about her jail cell. Her cell was no different from any other cell in the whole compound save for the fact that she was alone inside. Bars, solid steel walls, and the occasional patrolling guard. No extra security, no lasers, no cameras, no electric bars, nothing. Did they really have no idea just who they were holding?
She stood up and chuckled again. She had only awoken from her battle induced sleep a short while ago and yet she could already fell the dark power surging inside of her, intense and raging to be let loose. She exhaled and tapped into her power and with a flood of energy and a dark flash Shadow-Puff stood alone in the jail cell.
As Shadow-Puff glared at the solid steel wall, she mentally debated on simply making her escape or doing so with the addition of vaporizing the entire compound. She decided on the sooner rather then the latter, that much destruction would send the Power Puffs running and she wasn't ready to fight them yet. No, they're battle would take place in the city amid thousands of innocents where the heroines would not draw out their full power out of fear for those innocents, that would give Shadow-Puff the edge. With only the slightest effort, the dark warrior rocketed through the wall and into the sky.
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Darksheath stood alone in the empty street. "Hmm, so barren, reminds me of home." He said in a calm, almost regal tone as he glanced around. "No wonder, it would seem that Super-Puff has done to this world what she did to mine. I wonder what creator patriarch she killed in this world to leave it in this deprived state." He looked around again and got a glimpse of the thriving city in the distance all around him. He chuckled, "It would seem I spoke to soon. This world has yet to see the horror that Super-Puff is capable of. I will make sure to kill them all swiftly to ease they're pain."
"Hu, whoer you?" A garbled voice said. Darksheath turned and saw a raggedy clothed man with a bottle in one hand standing before him. His eyes were glassed over and he weaved left and right. Darksheath stared calmly at the man and held out his hand, palm facing the man. As a dark ball appeared in his hand Darksheath, in a cool, regal tone said:
"You poor pitiful man, I shall end your suffering."
"Hu? Wha." The man mumbled as the black bolt raced through the air. It hit him in his chest. His chest blew open, spraying his innards on the street. He fell to the ground, his torso on fire.
Darksheath liked the blood off his hand and then quickly spit upon the ground. "Disgusting" he grimaced "Even your blood is a pitiful waste of space." Suddenly his ears pricked up. "Huh!" he said as he quickly looked at the sky. He caught a faint glimmer of an energy streak. "Ah-ha" he laughed "Now if got you: Super-Puff!" He flexed his muscles and was surrounded by a flaming, translucent, black aura. "Ready or not, here I come!" He yelled as he rocketed into the sky after the streak in the clouds.
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Shadow-Puff raced through the sky, desperately seeking an area with a high population density. Townsville was no New York but it constantly had a good amount of people in the streets, except for today apparently.
"Figures." Shadow-Puff said as she scoped the city far below her. "Never anyone around when you need someone." Suddenly she felt something behind her, far behind her. She became aware that she had a sixth sense and that sense was telling her that someone who possessed great power was approaching her at a high rate of speed. She turned to face the pursuer and stopped. "What a huge power! It has got to be Super-Puff." A black streak raced towards her and stopped a few feet before her, his black aura dispersing itself, reviling his golden armor and his jet-black, upwardly spiked hair and his powerfully built, 18 year old formNote: he's actually 12,000 but looks 18. The two dark warriors stared at each other intently, until, finally, the arriver spoke.
"It would seem I have mistaken you for another, you are not Super-Puff." He said in a calm, charming voice.
"Neither are you." Shadow-Puff retorted in voice that bordered on anger.
"So just who are you anyway and what connection do you have to the vile creature: Super-Puff?" Darksheath inquired.
"Super-Puff is the biggest thorn in my side and as for who I am, that begs the question of who you are?" Shadow-Puff said, trying to sound important. Darksheath chuckled as she finished, he chuckled for a few moments before bursting into defiant laughter.
"Ha-ha, ha, ha, ha…you insolent fool. Who are you to ask for my name? And as for Super-Puff, I will destroy her and this whole planet with her, and have my revenge. I am Darksheath, the prince of demons, and the only son of my late father: the king of darkness: Blackheart!"
A look of shock spread across Shadow-Puff's face but it quickly subsided into anger. "So I'm a fool am I? Well you're ignorant! I am the embodiment of inner darkness, the despair within hope, I am Shadow-Puff! I received this power from Blackheart, how can you say he's dead when he's not."
Now it was Darksheath's turn to be shocked "What? My father's alive?" He stared at the dark warrior before him. "Even so, you have no right to use my father's power, that is my birthright. I will still claim my revenge but first, I shall end the abomination of a human with the power of darkness." He moved his arms and shifted his stance; Shadow-Puff did likewise shouting:
"Bring it!"
"If you insist" Darksheath calmly replied. He launched his attack: he flew forward and delivered a powerful right hook, but the dark warrior was ready, she brought up her arms and blocked his attack but was caught off guard by his immediately following left kick. His foot caught her in the side of the face and sent her reeling backwards. He spun in the air and brought his hand up. A dark ball formed in his palm and before his opponent had even stopped moving he launched a barrage of tennis-ball sized energy balls.
Shadow-Puff halted her movement and eyed the barrage coming her way. No time to dodge she thought. She flexed her muscles and doubled the size of her aura. The energy barrage closed in and blasted against her aura shield, rocking the warrior. She wasted no time and blasted straight at her opponent. With a flurry of punches and kicks and a battle cry, she assaulted Darksheath.
He smiled at her, it was so hard for him to tell the difference between bravery and foolhardiness in humans, but the end result was the same. He closed his eyes to spit her and effortlessly blocked all one-hundred and thirty-three blows.
Shadow-Puff could feel her anger growing, she was liberally boiling mad, and as her rage hit its peak she felt herself dip into a deep dark pit inside herself, and within that pit was power, unlimited power. She jumped back and spread her arms. A black glow enshrouded her and she brought her hands thundering together screaming:
"DIEEEEE! DARK LASER FIRE!"
To be honest: Darksheath was impressed. A human that had this much power was astounding. He had never seen anyone besides his father and himself use that attack, but unfortunately for the dark warrior, he had seen that attack enough to now that it was useless against a person of his caliber. The black beam raced across the tree feet that separated the fighters. To an onlooker, the journey was made in less then half a second, but to Darksheath it was all the time in the world. The beam lanced through him, or rather the spot he had been only a millisecond before. Shadow-Puff was no fool, she knew he had evaded her attack and she searched for him. Left, right, up, down, where was he? Suddenly she felt his power, close, so close, she looked up and caught a glimpse of he backhand fist, which drove her down.
As she plummeted to the ground, Darksheath said to himself. "I believe that attack is done like so." He spread his arms, aimed at his opponents plummeting body, and said: "Dark Laser Fire." He brought his hands together and the beam lanced downwards.
Shadow-Puff looked up and saw the black beam. There was known way in Hell she was going to let herself be hit helpless like this. She tapped into her near endless reservoir of power and raced out of the beam's path. The beam collided with the ground and the explosion took out three city blocks. But even in her moment of triumph, she was defeated. The very second she evaded the explosion she was caught by Darksheath who delivered a knee attack powered by a fall from thirty-thousand feet. She hit the ground, her darkness left her, and princess laid there.
"Pitiful Human, I'm done playing around, I'll kill you here." Darksheath said, so agonizing calm. Abruptly her life was spared as Darksheath turned. "Ha! The must be her." He said looking to the West, he rocket away through the air.
Princess slowly stood, she clenched her teeth and fists. "You! You'll pay. You won't get away with this." She shouted to the sky. Sparks flew around her as her fury grew; she grasped a rock and crushed it in her hand. "I'll destroy you!" With a black flash and a small explosion, Shadow-Puff blasted into the sky after Darksheath.
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Super-Puff stood in the sky facing the man who had flown in just moments before.
"Are you Super-Puff?" He said in a calm tone.
"Yes, I am." She said nodding. "Who are you?"
"I am Darksheath, the prince of demons, and the only son of my late father: the king of darkness: Blackheart. You killed my father and I will have my revenge!" He stated with such elegance. "You will pay for what you did in blood and you will pay in buckets."
Without even giving his opponent a chance to reply, he launched himself into a fury of blows. Despite being caught off guard, the young hero was able to defend herself. Blocking most of the punches and countering with a few of her own. Suddenly she was grabbed by her head and feet by her opponent. Darksheath pushed bending the young warrior backwards. Her back was breaking it was all she could do not to scream but even that resolve was lost when the dark prince burned her cheat with eye lasers. Super-Puff screamed in pain for what felt like hours until Darksheath stopped, let her go, and piled drove her into the ground.
Super-Puff lay in the crater as he called to her.
"Is that the best you've got? My father must have been a pathetic fighter to have been killed by you."
Super-Puff looked at herself and there in her shirt, in her cauterized flesh were the letters: D A R K S H E A T H. "Hu-uh" she laughed nervously, fear stretched across her face. "He signed his name, his whole name."
She looked up at him as he floated there looking annoyed. A black streak caught the corner of her eye and she saw Darksheath turn and grab a punch that had been thrown at him with such speed that it rivaled the speed of light. The pair just stared at each other, finally Darksheath spoke:
"How? I finished you"
"Well, I die hard." The dark warrior replied. She then threw another punch.
"Insolent whelp." The dark prince yelled and backhanded her. She plummeted to the ground in a crater beside Super-Puff.
Super-Puff sat up. "No luck either?"
"Shut up!" Shadow-Puff yelled back.
"Face it, we're going to die, neither of us can beat him." The hero responded sounding not at all sad. "At least not alone any way"
"No way!" Shadow-Puff said as she stood. "You are not suggesting what I think you are."
"Face it, separate we can't win, but together…"
"No way! I can't, I won't."
"Shadow-Puff!"
"Darn it! Okay, but after we beat him you're next."
"Agreed." And with that, the most bitter of enemies rose into the sky to face the common foe.
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Alister: That was a short fight.
Rosemar: Don't worry it continues next chapter.
Alister: Well at least the title makes sense now.
/The enemy of my enemy is my friend\
Alister: I wonder if they can really beat him?
Rosemar: I hope not he is our title character and if he dies the story's over.
/Well the title does say part two\
Alister: Is there another part?
/Trilogy baby.\
Rosemar: Great! That means I've got a lot more work to do.
Alister: (hands him a typewriter) Well get to work.
Rosemar: (Censored)
/None of that! \
Rosemar: Hey! How come I get censored?
/Because I don't like you\
Rosemar: Why you (Censored)
Alister: Please read and review!!
