Kursed had been thrown up against the center island stand in the Royalist Battle Chamber. But she wasn't allowed to fall the ground, her opponent was keeping her up against the center island stand, keeping her crippled figure from collapsing on the ground. Her opponent threw her over their shoulders, where she impacted hard and tumbled into a lying position, where she breathed heavy; it seems her death in the Royal Death Tour had finally come for her.

The opponent quickly jumped on top of Kursed, choking the life out of her slender throat; Kursed shook violently as her throat was being crushed by the brute force of whoever her opponent was, trying to break free of their soul crushing grasp on her; though it soon wouldn't matter, she would soon be dead and joining her alternate ego. She looked to the darkened figure as it looked like he was preparing to finish her, that's when the spotlights shined down on them, and her eyes shot wide.

Kursed in took a bit of fear at the vulpine trying to kill her. His emotionless eyes and expression was enough to send chills down her spine, as Fox was trying to silence her soul, once and for all. She was so confused, what was Fox trying to accomplish by trying to kill her? Though she had asked the question, she would never get her answer…

With a flick of his right wrist the deadly assassin's blade springed out, craving bloodshed, Kursed's blood. He raised his right wrist high in the air, ready to strike Kursed down at any moment, and to finish her once and for all. The crowd was screaming as loud as they have ever been, wanting the vulpine to finish off his original prey, an evil smile crept up Fox's muzzle, a surprise to Kursed as it looked like Fox was actually going to kill her. The one assigned to protect her, and her partner in the game called love; was ultimately going to finish her off once and for all…

Time seemed to slow down, as the blade was descending upon her. She let out a loud, frightened scream as the blade came ever so close to her, and everything went white. She knew she was either dead or ever so close to it, that's when she heard those faint words ring in her ears that sounded so much like Fox talking to her…

The match that was never to be…Will decide it all…

X

That's when Kursed opened her eyes, awakening from a strange dream. But it didn't seem like a dream she normally would have, or a nightmare…It seemed more like, some type of warning sign in the near future. She didn't want to believe, that Fox who is assigned to protect her, was ultimately going to kill her in the end…It couldn't be true…

But she soon got her mind off of those thoughts, Fox wasn't even entered in the tournament; and she was sure it was far too late to enter now. That's when she decided to forget about it for now, as she had more important things to worry about. It was the day after her first team battle, as she had this day to relax and prepare for the fight she would have tomorrow.

She heard through Lyrik that there was a weapons and training room somewhere here on the station for the Royalists, so they could hone their skills and keep sharp until they were assigned to fight once more. She would have to get Fox up soon and get some breakfast or so, then head over there to see it for themselves.

The blue vixen Royalist threw the blanket off her body, feeling much better then she had the previous night; whatever it was the Royalist medics were giving her for the wounds sure were healing up quite nicely and quickly also.

X

"Why do you care about this place so much anyway?" Fox asked a bit annoyed of Kursed's extreme interest in this training room she wanted to try so much.

"Because," She paused while turning a corner from the directions given to them. "Dark was right." Fox listened in when she mentioned her black furred vulpine fighter, as she spoke with a hint of anger in her tone.

"He got away without a scratch, and I come back partially wounded. If I'm going to stand much of a chance against him, or any other top Royalist in the future; I have to train to get better and master my abilities."

Now Fox heard all he needed to hear, to Kursed; this was training to make sure she wouldn't fall behind any other Royalist in the tournament, and to ensure she would stay alive. As they turned another corner a flash caught Fox's attention in the corner of his eye from the nearby view screen; making him stop in place wondering just what that was, could it be from the match that had just finished up?

He listened in a match had just finished up between two teams in the Royalist Battle Chamber. The two announcers had an astonished look on their faces, as they couldn't believe what had just happened in the match.

That was absolutely stunning! I don't think I've ever seen a match like that!

I couldn't agree more Jake. Royalist-999 'Flash Freeze' Aeon is one of the youngest and most skilled fighters I've ever seen in this tournament!

Kursed noticed Fox wasn't following her anymore, and walked over to focus on the screen as Jake and Flutter, the two announcers of the match kept talking about the mysterious Royalist.

Aeon and her partner Royalist 875-Kang advance.

You know…Aeon reminds me a lot like Kursed.

Why? Because her fur is blue?

I guess so yea. Where do you think she got those strange tattoos? And that strange lightning attack as well? I've never seen anything like it!

How should I know? Just keep your mouth closed.

Kursed blinked rapidly, a mysterious fighter who had tattoos and blue fur? Was it possible she was a survivor from Cerinia as well? She looked around the screen for this fighter, but soon figured out she was already gone; leaving her partner alone for the time being. They stayed a few minutes longer to listen to the announcers to try and find out more about her. But what did they mean by a lightning attack?

Aeon…That's a strange name for a girl don't you think?

Hey! We have a guy in the Royal Death Tour named Bestiality. I don't think you should be complaining.

Heh I guess not…

(Lol if you guys don't know what Bestiality means, then go look it up…You're either gonna lawl or go WTF!? ;D)

Kursed had lost interest in their conversation as it took a weird turn. But now she was determined to find out more about this Aeon Royalist, and just what type of connection she had with herself. Kursed thought she was the only survivor of Cerinia and the last of her people; but now another survivor has shown up, and in the strangest of all places as well…

But Kursed didn't bother looking for her, if Aeon was as good of a fighter that her reputation followed, then sure enough she would have no problem making it towards the end of the tournament, and eventually Kursed would cross paths with the mysterious fighter.

Fox and Kursed finally found their way towards the training area, as it was packed full of Royalists doing their own various activities. Some were weightlifting, others were testing out their weapons and combat strategies against target dummies, and others were having sparing matches against one another, to prove who the best was.

Kursed eyed the two Royalists currently fighting with sparring swords as she walked over towards the transfer tube; where you could pick up the weapons you used in the Death Tour to practice with. After typing in her information and Royalist number, the machine made exact replicas of her weapons. They were only useable inside the training facility, but at least she had them to work with as of now. After she had attached them all together did she practice her moves and tactics against the computerized Royalists, endlessly trying to perfect her style and push her limits.

Fox had lost interest long ago and went to weightlifting with some of the other Royalists as he waited on Kursed to finish up. As he set his benching bar back onto the rack did that same flash of light screen across the room, catching the attention of him, Kursed and many other Royalists as well. It flashed again, being a violet color as it appeared and suddenly vanished.

They all noticed a group of Royalists surrounding a training ring, and ran over to see what all the commotion was. In the very center was the very same fighter Kursed had heard about in the view screen, or at least she thought it was her; how many other fighters besides herself had a blue fur coat…?

Her back was turned to Fox and Kursed, as they eyed the second person in the ring with her. A male coyote was on his knees and paws, holding his chest from the strike that made it all bare. He was slowly trying to get back up, but she wasn't going to let him.

"Stay down." The mysterious fighter ordered, and took up a strange fighting stance. As she moved her arms in a particular motion did violet lightning begin to follow her finger tips, keeping everyone in awed. She brought her two paws that were controlling the power to her side, and immediately shot the blast of pure energy at the fallen coyote; projecting several feet away lying motionless on the ground. He would occasionally twitch in pain as the pure energy coursed through his body, and the electrical current flashed around him.

"Someone get some help!" a voice from the crowd yelled out, as the coyote probably wouldn't make it if he didn't receive immediate medical attention, it would be a miracle if he survived through his next match. Help soon arrived and loaded the coyote onto the stretcher, trying to dispel the electrical current circulating through his body. The crowd soon dispersed, letting the mysterious Royalist to herself, and hoped out of the ring.

That's when Kursed got a good look at her. The blue vixen was wearing sleeveless cobalt colored vest with a black tank top underneath. She wore a black mini skirt with the side cut up all the way to the waist, Kursed could see those all to familiar tattoos across her hips and arms, as she wore those very same tattoos as well, but has had them covered up to give her true identity away to Fox.

Her shoes matched her violet eyes, and her hair was pure white that was tied up in a foxtail. Krystal eyed that arm gauntlet that encased her right arm, turquoise and violet in color that was linked to one of her two matching cerulean gloves. Kursed couldn't help but eye the same type of Cerinian jewelry the blue furred vixen was wearing, as it was practically identical to her own…

That's when Aeon and Kursed crossed gazes; she immediately eyed Kursed, giving her a hateful glare. But kept her distance as well, and began walking away; never once taking her eyes off Kursed.

You, meet me outside near the exit here at nightfall. Kursed heard the voice in her head as it startled her; that only proved her suspicions…Aeon was a survivor from Cerinia as well; she was Cerinian just as she was.

"Those tattoos." Fox said quietly, Kursed turned to look at his blank gaze, pretending not to know. "I've only ever seen them once; she couldn't be…a Cerinian?"

Kursed looked back towards the departing blue vixen, as she knew the true answer. Now the only questions were, where did she come from? And what was she doing here? Perhaps Aeon could provide her with all the answers.

X

Kursed had snuck out once Fox had passed out for the night, and was waiting outside where Aeon had told her to meet. It was dark all around her except for one street light illuminating where she stood, anxiously waiting for the other blue vixen. Moments later she heard footsteps echoing in the distance, with each passing second they grew louder and louder; until they delivered the mysterious Royalist right to Kursed; as she turned to face her.

"Aeon."

"Kursed, or should I say Krystal?" That threw Kursed off guard, how did this mysterious Cerinian know exactly who she was?

"You know who I am?"

"How could I not? You're the daughter of the High Rulers of Cerinia the princess of our people; our fathers knew each other quite well. You didn't know me back then; I was so young at the time of our planets destruction…"

"So that proves it. You are Cerinian. You're a survivor, just like me."

"Were you not convinced with the Cerinian markings or relics? Or the fact we have the same fur coat and the same telepathic abilities?" Aeon almost sounded mocked by Kursed, as she growled deeply at Kursed, to her own surprise.

"No I just didn't know there were another other survivors. I thought I was the only one who made it out alive. Is there anyone with you or did you escape with anybody else?"

"No, just like you I made it out alone, and I thought I was the only survivor as well. We must be the last two Cerinian left alive."

"We must be, now I have a question for you." Kursed looked up to see that flared violet stare in Aeon's eyes; she feared she wasn't going to like this question at all…

"Why do you hide your markings and relics? Why do you not show our bloodline? Where is your Cerinian pride?"

Kursed back up at all the questions, as she couldn't believe the attitude Aeon was having. She was overjoyed for finding another survivor of their home planet, but Aeon seemed almost disgusted with Kursed, the only other survivor of their people.

"It's complicated. But I can't show my true identity as of now."

"As a Cerinian warrior you should never be ashamed of our people, of what we stood for and showing it with honor."

"I am not ashamed!" Kursed stepped forward with Aeon and locked gaze, as the two Cerinian warriors stared another down, after a moment Aeon calmed down and turned away from Kursed.

"Here I thought I was the sole survivor of our people, of our planet. Now I wish I was."

"How could you say that!? I couldn't be happier that someone other then me lived through our planets destruction!"

"But you're not true Cerinian. You're a disgrace to our people! And a mockery for what we believed in!" With no words said Aeon charged her lighting attack and immediately shot out at Kursed, she had to duck quickly behind cover to dodge the fatal bolt of energy.

"A true warrior never backs down. I'm going to rid you of this world, and of our people."

She shot another bolt of lighting towards where Kursed was hiding, as the metal containers acted as cover for her. She jumped out of her hiding place and launched a surprise attack on Aeon, as they locked paws trying to outdo the other.

"You're just corrupted! What happened to you!? How could you kill your own people! Your own race!?"

"You're not of my race! I am the only true Cerinian left in the universe! And I will not be mocked by a traitor such as you!"

Aeon gained the upper hand over Kursed and threw her over her shoulder as Kursed collided with a few nearby crates. Aeon let out a loud roar as she shot another volley of violet lightning straight at Kursed, as she was barely able to step out of the fatal strike, as the crates immediately went up in flames. Aeon walked over towards where Kursed was hiding, or where she thought at least; when she reached the spot she was nowhere to be found.

Her blood began to boil, as she let the traitor get away…She yelled out with anger and hate, swearing to one day bring Kursed to her doom.

"This isn't over Kursed! You can't hide from me! I will kill you and rid you of our people forever!"

X

Kursed had just gotten through the metallic door of her and Fox's room, trying to be as quiet as she could while still breathing heavy from running the entire way back. She couldn't believe what just happened, that there was another survivor from her home planet; only to end up being target practice for her strange attacks. How could it go this way?

She walked over towards her bed, quickly undressing and under the blankets, trying to calm her mind. She had found another survivor of her home planet, her people, and felt as though she wasn't alone in the universe anymore. But Aeon didn't have the same idea in mind. For some reason or another she felt mocked by Kursed, and took it too far, what would become of them now?

Here Kursed thought she had found an ally, a friend against all odds in this hell hole. But the only thing she found was more competition. The only difference was Aeon was Cerinian competition…

Author's Notes

Strange huh? Or maybe it's funny lol. I have all this free time to write up since I'm on winter break, and here I can't think of anything to write! Call it writer's block? Or idk lol but it still sucks either way =(

My OC Aeon makes her debut here in the Royal Death Tour! But I can't take FULL credit for her appearance here. I have to give credit to Grimdivide and Captain Fox McCloud; as they had the idea to make her Cerinian just like Kursed/Krystal ^^

I have a small description/bio or w/e on Aeon on my Fanfiction page if you wish to know a little more about her! ^^

Important: If you all could please go to my fanfiction page, I have a small thank you to all my reviewers posted up on there! I have also singled out a select few reviewers, as they have all given me great advice, topics, ideas and more through my writing career to make it that much more enjoyable for me, and all of you.

Thank you all so much for the support and encouragement you have all shown me through my writing career! I truly appreciate every review I have ever received!