Author's Notes

So, this was a rather short time between uploads, don't ya think? Yes it is. Why? Because I felt like I should make up for the last chapter. We're back on track with my usual dark writing, and this chapter is very story heavy. Also, please join the three Discord servers I mentioned before. The writer's server my friend made is were a post special things for The Guardian, and that is where I also have the roleplay thing. In the future, I also plan to post these things to another writers server I'm in called Writer's Haven. Please consider joining both of them. Also, happy tenth chapter milestone!

**WARNING** THIS CHAPTER IS REALLY DARK AND DISTURBING. THE DARK PARK IS MARKED BY A LINE AND TIME CHANGE. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Chapter 10: The Descent

My eyes opened as Violet shifting around next to me. Wait, why am I in a bed with Violet and why does my head hurt so damn much? I only drank one beer. I guess that means I am worse than a lightweight. Well, I should get up and visit our fearless leader, Mystic.

I rolled out of bed and fell to the floor unceremoniously. "Ugh." I groaned as I stood up. Good thing I came home with all my clothes, which reminds me. I should probably make a shopping run to buy knee pads and some gloves.

I stumbled out of my quarters and didn't find the other half of the hallway. It just leads to the void. Maybe I drank more than one beer. I turned around only see the rest of the corridor disappear. Whatever I took, I am never going to do that again.

"Is this not what humans call stimulation?" Arceus asked. I should've fucking known.

"Waking up with a hangover is not what I'd call stimulation," I said, brushing off my shock. "Can't you use any other way besides this to contact me?"

"Do you want me to announce your association to me?"

"It's not like it was by choice," I mumbled. "You just brought me from death and put me in your world."

"I needed you to help me."

"And what's stopping me from turning into the next Fallen Knight. You saw the way I killed Aurora." I said, tightening my fists.

"I thought you felt pride? Is that not what you still feel?" She asked.

"No. It's not. The more I think about how I feel about, the more my opinion changes. What I did matches what the Fallen Knight did to those people during the raid. Even though they were scum, they didn't have to die like that." I explained.

"I thought humans picked a feeling and stuck to it."

"Not all of us. You're a god, and you don't even understand the creatures that inhabit your earth. What kind of a god are you," Emotions that I had been bottling up spilled out "The last few days have been absolute hell for me, and what do I get? Some good for nothing blessings that don't do anything." Arceus looked at me with an almost hurt expression. Didn't know gods felt anything for mortals.

"If I could've done anything to help you, don't you think I would've. I've watched over you for years. I saw what happened to your family, and I saw what happened to your friends. I saved you from the void because I saw what you had in you. I'm sorry I am not adept at understanding humanity. I was hoping I could understand them better through you."

"How? By only communicated with me on death's bed?!" I exclaimed, frustrated by her shortsightedness.

"I'm sorry. I will try and improve my ways of communication."

"Sorry doesn't cut it anymore. I'm turning into a fucking monster because of your incompetence. Aurora was the first, and I'm sure she won't be the last," I took a deep breath. "Before my family died, I made a promise to them. I almost killed a kid at school because he was insulting my family. After that day, I promised never to be that harsh when dealing with people again. I broke that promise with Aurora." I said, tears forming in my eyes.

"I see. If it is any consolation, I think she deserved what happened to her, and I trust your judgment." "Arceus whispered.

"Thanks. So, why did you contact me?"

"I wanted to let you know that the creation of your weapon is underway."

"My weapon?"

"Yes. The Fallen Knight, as you know him, has two blades he uses. You will have two blades to combat him. In your time of need, you will get them." She explained.

"Thanks for the cryptic message," I said, sarcastically. "So, when are you going to send me back?" The empty darkness began to form back into a room. It wasn't just any room. It was my quarters. I don't think I've ever been so happy to see the concrete ceiling of my room. I felt something shift next to me, and I turned to check what or who it was. Much to my relief, it was just Violet, not some random person I've never met. Wait, I got in bed with the fully evolved Violet who has a humanoid form and have been spooning her for the last eight hours.

I flew out of bed and landed on the floor with a loud bang that also woke Violet up.

"What the fuck was that, Nate." Violet groaned.

"Uh, I just, uh, tripped." I sputtered.

"Riiiiiiight," She said getting out of bed. "So, what are our plans for today?"

I stood up and dusted myself off. "Today, you get to plan for yourself. I have some essential things that you can't tag along too." I said.

"Aww come on. We never do anything without the other." She pouted.

"That's not even true. We don't do everything together so stop trying to guilt me into letting you come." I sighed. Her next tactic was puppy eyes, which doesn't work on me.

"Ha. The last time someone tried that with me, they got punched out. When someone is as dead inside like me, cute shit like that doesn't work."

She looked at me concerned. "Dead inside?" She asked.

"Yeah. Before we met, a lot of horrible shit happened to me that made me cold and numb. You're one of the only people I opened up to. Don't ask what else happened." I left the room and made my way out of Titan's quarters. First thing on my list of to do is to visit Mystic. Following the same path those guards took, I found my way to the guarded set of double doors. I tried to push past the guards, who in response pushed me to the ground and aimed their rifles at me.

"The leader has not requested your presence. Leave now before we open fire." One ordered.

"Yeah? Well, I have requested to see her presence immediately. It is a matter of utmost importance." I growled. They looked at, and they nodded.

"We're going to contact the leader. If she permits you entry, then we won't imprison you. If she does not, you know what will happen," They warned. "Ma'am, we have the Reaper here with us, and he is requesting entry. Yes, Ma'am. Right away. So it appears to be your lucky day. She has decided to let your sorry ass in."

I passed through the seat of double doors, but before the doors closed, I said one final thing to them. "Drop the tough act. I could beat both of you with my hands tied behind my back."

When I entered Mystic's room, I found her sitting on her bed. "You asked for my presence?" She asked.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"What?"

"That you worked with the Fallen Knight." She looked at me in absolute shock.

"I should've expected you to find out. People who are blessed with the existence of Arceus always find these kinds of things out."

"How long did you know about me?" I asked.

"Since you survived the encounter with Michael. I know from experience, that whoever fights against Michael loses unless there is divine intervention." She explained.

"I don't understand why you didn't tell me."

"Because, ever since the raid, I have been keeping tabs on you. I didn't tell you because I was afraid of you. When you find these kinds of things out, you tend to let loose, and more times than not, whoever angers you ends up dead." She explained.

"Are you serious?!" I exclaimed, extremely frustrated with her actions. "I'm not a fucking moron! I already have the Red Dragons and half the police department on my ass. I don't need the damn PLE on me too."

She smiled at me. "You do not yet understand the power you were given. You have a god on your side. Nothing in the world can defeat you. You are practically immortal. The only way you'd die is if Arceus wanted you to."

"I already know that. It wasn't hard to figure out after the eighth time I died and came back," I mumbled to myself. "So, apparently I received the name Reaper from the guards outside."

"Indeed you did. We found the body of Aurora in that alley. We had to leave before we could retrieve it. You're lucky we removed evidence of your involvement in her killing."

"It wouldn't matter. It would give the police all the more reason to tear apart the city looking for their Ghost Bandit." I said.

"Wait. You were the Ghost Bandit?" She asked.

"Yeah, it doesn't matter now. That was just a title that meant absolutely nothing to me. I did it to stay afloat with my friend." That brought back some good memories. The past that I rarely think about. Those times when I was full of hope. The was before the Red Dragons fucked everything up.

"What do you mean it meant nothing? You dented the Red Dragons and had us searching the entire city for you." She exclaimed, clearly happy she found me.

"That's great, but that's enough with the comments. I came here to get answers from you, and that's what I got. I will be leaving now."

"Wait! There is one more thing I'd like to know before you leave. What if we gave you a particular rank that gave you power over a vast majority of the people here?"

"I don't care if you give it to me or not. Power is something I haven't bothered about for at least three months. Not after it made me kill fifteen." I whispered the last part to myself. The past was not something I'd like to be thinking about.

Finished with our conversation, I left and moved on to the next thing on my list: Acquiring gloves and kneepads. I should probably visit that same store. If it had tactical masks, then chances are he also has tactical gear. As I was leaving, I passed by the mess hall. Inside, Violet and Ghost were having a conversation and laughing. Well, at least she's happy.

I exited the HQ and entered the bustling streets of midday Varenfield city. People crowded the streets as they made their way to wherever they were going. I slipped my mask on and put my hood up and walked into the crowd.

After a fifteen minute walk, I reached the store. I entered the store, and the clerk greeted me enthusiastically. Hopefully, he doesn't recognize the mask. "Welcome to Varenfield shop for masks and gear. We have a storewide discount on," he paused. "That looks like the mask that was stolen from me." Well, it was worth a shot. He began to move towards the phone to call the police. I'm not about to get caught by a fucking store clerk. I hopped over the counter and put him in a headlock. I covered his mouth to stop him from screaming. Once I was sure he was unconscious, I let his body go and went to look for gloves and kneepads. I found a pair of black gloves that had plastic knuckles on them that satisfied me. I put them on and went into the back of the store to find kneepads. I took a pair of black kneepads and put them on. Satisfied, I left the store and went back to the HQ.

I reentered the HQ and went to the mess hall to see if Violet and Ghost were still there. Sure enough, they were. I don't know what they were talking about, but it sure has to be interested if they sat here for over thirty minutes. "So, what are you both talking about?" I asked, taking a seat next to Violet.

"You." Ghost simply responded.

"Oh?"

"Yeah, I've been thinking about what you said to me this morning, and you made me curious. What happened to you before we meet? I did a little digging, and I found out you lived a life of vibrant crime. How did I find this out? I found a news report talking about the spree of the "Ghost Bandit." There was a picture that was included in the article. On look at the photo, and we could both tell that's you. You're wearing the same thing minus the mask, gloves, and kneepads. We both want to know more about your past." They both looked at me expectantly.

"No. I refuse to go into my past. Do you know what it's like to be broken all over again? Do you know what it's like to kill more than ten innocent people? I do, and I don't want to talk about it. Ever." I got up and left for my quarters. I passed by Joker who looked at me and chuckled.

"Did someone piss in your cereal?" He laughed. I turned around and pushed him to the wall. I had my knife to his throat as I glared at him through my mask.

"I am not in the fucking mood to deal with your jokes. You're so lucky that I can control myself; otherwise, you'd be fucking dead." I growled, letting him go. He ran away screaming, and crying.

I entered my room and threw my knife at the wall. "Today could've been a good day!" I muttered to myself. "But of course we have to remember one of my most traumatic events!"

(Three months ago)

"I'm in position." Ace whispered through my earpiece. We were gearing up to steal from some placed owned by a local gang. I think they are called the Red Dragons or something like that.

I approached the guard standing in front of the entrance and prepared to give him the password.

"The Red Dragons will spread their wings over the chaotic lands of Hyatia." I said. The guard nodded and allowed me entrance to whatever this building was. Their password sounded more like something a cult would say instead of a gang.

I went down a flight of stairs and entered and marketplace. Vendors were lined up across the wall selling their illegal wares. In the far back was a vendor selling human slaves and pokemon. One day, I'll be back here, and I'll release all of you.

"Good afternoon good sir, would you be interested in buying any of my wares." One vendor called, attempting to get me to buy things. While I refuse to buy things, I will happily take them from you for free.

I walked over to the vendor and smiled. "You have some interesting goods. Do you mind if I take them?" He looked at me confused, and I pulled my pistol out and aimed it at him. He panicked and handed me most of the smaller wares.

Behind me, I heard footsteps. I whipped around and hit the guard in the head with my pistol, knocking him out instantly. The other guards charged at me. I merely stepped out of the way allowing both of them to collide. With all the guards in the room dealt with, I went back to robbing the vendors.

It wasn't long before I heard more footsteps. It looks like they got more reinforcements. I turned around and faced my aggressors and found a man and a houndoom.

"Sic em." The man said to the houndoom. The houndoom bit down on my arm as I tried to flee, bringing me to the ground. "Now, I won't kill you because you amused me. Disabling the guards is quite the feat," He looked at the houndoom. "Shadow, heel!" He ordered. He turned his attention back to me and smiled. His teeth were crooked and disgusting looking. "My name is Fang, and I am sure you do not want to live the rest of your life in service to me, so I have a proposition for you. You see those slaves and pokemon over there. Kill fifteen of them, and you can walk away. Don't squander this opportunity. If turn around and try to shoot me, Shadow will tear out your jugular, and I will hang your head in my room as a trophy." I have to get out of here.

I got off the ground and made my way over to the first cage. In the pen, was a young child above the age of five. He looked up at me in fear as I raised the pistol.

"Please don't kill me, mister." He cried. I pulled the trigger and watched the light leave his eyes. The people in the crates around me screamed in fear. I just killed a fucking six-year-old boy. I feel like I'm going to be sick.

"Ahh, starting out young. Good choice. Because I enjoyed that so much, that will count as two people. If you want to continue, kill the riolu in the cage next to it." He cackled. I did as he said, and aimed at the riolu. In the cages next to the riolu, were a pair of lucario, who cried as they watched me. I could only assume these were its parents. I looked between them and the riolu and began to cry myself. I pulled the trigger and watched the little riolu bleed out. I looked at the parents who were staring at the corpse of their child and whispered I'm sorry.

"Very good. I'll count that as another two. Now, kill that little girl."

(Present day)

During the next hour, I did everything he said. I killed six children and four adults. I watched as the light was extinguished from their eyes. I caused trauma for twenty other beings as they watched me gun down innocent people. Ace tried to comfort me but failed. When I killed Aurora, it was like killing all those innocent people again. I could argue that she wasn't innocent, but she was being used. She didn't know the truth, and when I killed her, I felt like Fang as he ordered me to kill those children. Tears streamed down my face once again. I took my mask off and threw it against the wall in anger. "If only I had balls!" I yelled in frustration. "I could've saved those kids! I could've killed Fang early!"

Violet burst into the room and looked at me in shock. "Are you okay?" She asked, her voice laced with concern.

"No. No, I'm not," I mumbled. "You made me remember what I did to those people. I'm a monster."

She came over and hugged me. "No, you're no monster," she whispered. "I don't know what we made you remember, and I'm sorry, but you're anything, but a monster."

"But I am. I killed those children because I was too afraid to fight Fang."

"You were not ready to fight him," she said, playing with my hair. "It wasn't your fault. I'll tell you what. Since we're alone, why don't you tell me the entire story so I can understand you better." She said, sitting me down on the bed. I began to recount everything that happened the fateful day when I was broken.

Play "A Line In The Sand" by Linkin Park

Author's Notes

I have another set of notes to remind you to join the Discord servers I mentioned before. I beg you guys to join. God I sound like a jackass begging like this, but I wouldn't do this if it wasn't necessary. This will be the last chapter I mention it in because it is obvious that the majority of you don't really give a shit, and I understand. If you are interested, I did change around the information in my profile again so please check that out.