Chapter 12: Reunion
The coldest form of evil in the whole of existence…the darkest heart of all beings……and the blackest soul to ever walk the ground of our dimensions…HA, sounds as if my presence has indeed enshrouded a cloud of fear around their insolent little minds. As Xerok gazed out of the window of the coffee shop, he reflected upon how his corruptive reputation had affected the very Universe over the centuries. He had no feelings for how his evil had shaped the entire existences. The only thing he did care for was his own lust and greed for total dominance and power in the Universe. But he was secretly able to shroud all that under a barrier of human existence as he sat by a usual customer table in the town's local coffee shop on the main street of the town. Sipping a hot cup of black coffee, he looked out of the window and out onto the open snowy plains as if he was waiting for something…or someone.
"Here you go little boy, the bill."
"Thanks." Xerok replied without even looking at the woman who passed him the bill slip. Xerok shape-shifted a hand full of money from out of thin air and placed it on the table – out of anyone's eyes. Snatching his jacket from off the chair, he placed it around his boiling body and walked out of the shop – slamming the main door behind him and heading up the main street. Who would have thought this World could make such a good drink yet be so pathetically boring at the same time. Xerok couldn't care less about the planet Earth, he hadn't been focusing on the planet's possible beauty to change his decision…Xerok was too cold and dark a being to be converted by anything apart from a change in lusting power.
Suddenly, Xerok sensed something. He stopped – creating an empty circle around him that divided against the crowd of people who were walking up and down the street as well. Xerok scanned the area like a hunter beast; he had sensed something odd and very unusual. He smiled and cockily brushed his black hair back up with his fingers. So…he's returned. What a fool…he goes one thought too far to think about his own safety. Xerok turned around slightly and within a small twitch of passing time, he disappeared – completely vanishing from the existence of that present place. You better be ready to see a familiar face AGELISS…because I am. Xerok thought as he rushed across the invisible cloaked existence of time.
Meanwhile, on the other side of South Park, Ageliss had just appeared back on Earth from Heaven. He was stood just outside Stan's house and looked up at the housing structure.
"Right, this is Stan's house, I'm sure of it. I better get on with convincing the boys' families about their mysterious disappearance. I regret not asking Divelia to help me out, but I'm sure I can handle this little problem myself. Now then, what did I turn into back at the elementary school…ah yes, that's it."
But before Ageliss could do anything, a small icy twitch landed itself in the back of Ageliss' mind. He could sense something…something bad, and Ageliss knew it. He had a definite feeling about what he was sensing but he hoped that it wasn't true. He slowly turned around with a worried but braced look on his face and to both his shock and expected surprise; there on the other side of the street road was Xerok – hands in his jean pockets with an evil smile on his face.
Xerok, he must have known I was here. Ageliss didn't know whether to fight or run. The cold icy feeling running down his back froze him in his tracks and caused him to stand still in complete shock. Xerok walked over the road – the clinking and clanking of the heels of his shoes echoing down the seemingly quiet street. He stopped – about a metre or two away from where Ageliss was standing.
"Hi, long time no see." Xerok spoke still having that unusually evil smirk on his face.
"Xerok…" Ageliss tried to remain calm and focused. He wasn't afraid of Xerok, but merely shocked by Xerok's presence so early in time. "…been a long time since I saw your face."
"Two hundred and sixty three thousand, four hundred and sixty six years to be precise. And there hasn't been a single day that's passed where I haven't been thinking about how I'm going to crush you and your little pathetic beings up there in your precious dimension." A wave of wind was let loose from around Xerok. Ageliss skidded back slightly. "You'll never know just how lonely and angry I felt for all those years. That…4th dimension – so cold, lonely, silent and dark – and it was all thanks to you and your friend Divelia. But……I guess you never expected me to break free from that tight isolated prison did you?"
"I have to admit you impressed me. But you're still as sick and twisted as you were all those centuries ago."
Slightly angered, Xerok unleashed a wave of force on Ageliss – grabbing him and flinging him over onto the street. Ageliss coughed and started to pick himself up again. "You pathetic puny little angel. You could only dream about realising what I really am. But even if you knew, I'm sure you'd realise you no match for me. Pity you didn't finish me off when you had the chance back then."
Ageliss started laughing. "I knew it was a cold place in there, but I never knew that dimension could do so much damage to your brain Xerok. You must really feel stupid."
Angered again, Xerok picked Ageliss up with his own dark telekinesis power and punched him into the distance. Ageliss crashed against a lump of rock and fell back down onto an area of snowy grass. Xerok calmly walked over to where Ageliss lay – smirk still showing. "Tut tut tut, insolence can be such a harsh thing on any being – including yourself Ageliss. Oh I get it……you're actually putting all your faith into one little boy. You actually think that one pathetic unit of wasted life on this boring little planet can kill me or even stand up to me at least. And you're staking the fate of all three dimensions just for this. You really are nothing but pathetic – just like the rest of your beings."
"Yeh, well there's one thing you should know about us Heaven beings, we never just give up. NOT WITHOUT A FIGHT…" Without warning, Ageliss leaped up and spawned a blade of white light from his hand and swung directly at Xerok. But Xerok was more than quick to react and created the very same thing – only black with colour. Ageliss tried to push his blade further towards Xerok, but Xerok wasn't even trying. Xerok was just too strong of an opponent.
"Don't think I haven't learned anything over these past centuries. I've had QUITE A LOT of time to think to myself…and I know you Ageliss. Those puny strengths of Light & Dark have no effect on me now – it's me who's the strongest now." Xerok pushed his blade forward – immediately shattering Ageliss' blade of blue and white light and sending him crashing onto the snowy ground again. Xerok pointed the blade towards Ageliss' head. "You do realise I could just kill you now……" He smiled again "…but I'd prefer it if you were still around to see your pathetic dimension fall." His blade disappeared and he began to walk off in the opposite direction – fading away and vanishing into the thin air as he walked. Ageliss stood back up and looked in Xerok's direction for a few seconds.
How do we beat…a monster like that? Times had changed since Ageliss had last fought Xerok and he realised that. But for the time being, there were still more important matters to focus on. He walked back towards Stan's house and shape shifted his body into the human adult form he used from before.
As it seemed the plains of snow and few grass blades were silent again, out of nowhere Maxwell appeared walking over the fields towards the residential area. Right, that's the last time I take a detour over the field. He sipped the last drops of his Luke warm drink and realised something. Shit, what the fuck am I doing all the way over here?! I've gotta be back home now. God, I bet they've been waiting for me for hours. Maxwell ran across the field – snow jumping up and melting quickly on his camouflaged white shoes and red socks as he dashed through the deep level of snow that had set on the fields.