Chapter 8

Battle

"Crap!" yelled Joe, "no time to train now. As he went to grab his guitar, he said, "grab your instruments guys, we have a demon to defeat." The rest of team phantom got their things, ember, Danny, and Danni, materialized their guitars, and Danni helped Sam by holding up her drum set in a ghost shield. When Joe returned he said, "This is it. What we have been training for. When we get there remember, the place will be quite a bit disturbing. It is after all, rock and roll hell, so don't be surprised to hear the tortured screams of fallen rockers." He motioned towards himself and continued on to say "we are going to teleport, every body hold hands."

As they all joined hands, he began to speak in an ancient and archaic tongue, until they felt a sudden lack of gravity, and the feeling of complete numbness, lasting from their initial departure, to their arrival at rock and roll hell. They were about to comment about the feeling when Joe collapsed and coughed up a small amount of blood. "What's wrong!" asked Sam, worried for her new boyfriend. "Yeah dude, you alright?" asked Danny and Danni at the same time. Ember was about to ask him the same question, but before she could, he said "it's alright, I just used too much power, and I'm not 'the' grim reaper, only his son. So until I get my full powers, I can only do so much at a time." They stopped to rest while he regained his strength.

As they began their excursion into the hellish place Danny had some questions, "dude. Why are there mostly naked women in cages everywhere?" as he asked this he did what he could not to look at them, because he knew that if he did he would get a grey skull shaped boot in the unmentionables. "The three sins of rock, sex, drugs, and greed. Those are the three things that send you here, but with the sex and greed, it's essentially a flip of a coin to find out weather you go here or true hell. I managed to get us past the drugs, but we still need to cross the rest of sex, and then greed." Explained Joe. "Wow, how did you not grow up fucked up by living here?" asked ember. "Well I stayed in the training rooms of my house, that way I never interacted with the denizens of the other places." He said to her.

They managed to make it past the rest of the sins and into the main chamber without incident, and upon arriving; they heard a laugh, slow, dark, and psychotic. "Sooooo, my son, you have returned." Said the voice. "Father…" said Joe with pure venom in his voice. "And he brought those kids I found in that other world." Said a gruff voice, with a sinister ring to it. "Show yourselves!" yelled ember, who was actually scared but wouldn't show it. "If you insist." Said the dark voice, now identified as the grim ripper. A portal of pure shadow appeared, and out stepped a skeleton with a torn, now sleeveless, robe that only reached his knees. Then there was a pillar of white hot fire, out of which stepped a demon man with red skin, goat legs, the horns of a ram, a goatee, and a pair of sunglasses, wearing a red short sleeved jacket and blue denim shorts.

"So you are the ones sent here to fight us?" asked Lou, mockingly. He began to laugh like a maniac. "Correction, they are here to fight you, Lou. I am here to beat my father in a guitar duel." Said Joe with complete seriousness. "So that's it now?" asked Lou with a smirk. "Take care of your little brat, ripper, I can wait." "As you wish Lou." He replied.

They made their way to a stage in the room, they set up their equipment, the lights went down, the spotlight focused on Joe, and that is when chaos erupted. He was playing streaks of notes so fast that Dragonforce would be intimidated. Then the ripper joined, and the room was echoing with the notes. The grim ripper's music held a feeling of malice and darkness, Joe's however, was laced with venomous hatred for the old reaper. The music was a flurry of notes creating the mental image of a fast paced battle between the two; this was the true embodiment of a rock battle, preformed in an art once believed to be lost to the world. The mental image kept changing, from a view of Joe winning, to one of the ripper winning. They were evenly matched, until it was time for the solos.

Joe was the first to go, but instead of starting, his eyes went wide, he let go of the guitar, he fell to his knees, and he was enveloped by darkness.

Hello there, this is phantomgamer here.

Just wanted to tell you guys that the prolog (phantom destiny opening) and prequel (depression) are completed if you want to check out the events leading up to this.

Also I have figured out how to organize my saga. After this story there will be a few events in Amity Park, and then our heroes will be headed off to…

The nightmare before Christmas! What will happen there? I'm not telling.

Hey Joe!

Joe: what?

Me: tell them.

Joe: alright. Please read and review, we could use your input.

Me: you heard the man.