Cujo leaped away from Gajou, easily flying over the gorge, and continued to run. He had no idea where he was running to. All he wanted to do was destroy that bastard of a ghost. He wanted to make sure that his friends were safe. He was sure that with the help of the spirits of the dead dogs, his friends were able to avoid the destructive, unholy power of Dan.

The pup knew his power would never be able to match up to the phantom's, even if the jerk decided to play around for a bit. However, he knew that Dan had a seriously bad habit of underestimating his opponents. There was always that chance that he could catch Dan off gaurd. He had seen Kaibutsu unleash the Ghostly Wail, which blew away Dan's mind (and Dan himself).

If he could just get in that position . . .

But even then, that situation wouldn't last long. Cujo lowered his head, but soon bared his fangs and moved ahead, ignoring the evil that awaited him.

Dan awaited in the cave, knowing fully well that one of the dogs was going to be coming after him in revenge after killing that old "Gin". The phantom controlled Mechanine grinned evilly, imagining the blue mutt's son coming to avenge his father. The little runt would either be full of rage and attack blindly - which would allow him to gain the upper hand without a second's thought - or begging for some peace - which would then again cause him to be killed.

Either way he would win. There was no dog - dead or alive - that was strong enough to stop him from taking this pathetic world. He would obliterate this land without a flick of his finger. The time for games was ending near. Everyone in this land - animal or human - would be slaughtered without any mercy.

Not that he had any. His damned humanity had been lost ever since that stupid ass Vlad "created" him. Every emotion, his concious, his mercy, had been utterly destroyed when the two halvs - Vlad's and Danny's ghosts - merged together, creating a being of total pure ultimate evil.

It was only by Clockwork's interferance that the once fated future was stopped permenantly. He "existed outside of time", as he had heard from one of the Observers days before his escape. Meaning he was still existed. And he still had work to do. And he would start by destroying one world at a time.

"Dan!" a voice called to him in anger. Running up to him was . . . Cujo?! Dan then sneered. Of course. Little Weed must have still wanted peace. In order to do such things he probably sent Cujo do do his dirty work. Such a fucking coward that little shit was.

"Cujo," Dan greeted mockingly. The green pup bared his teeth. Dan didn't seemed the least bit phased and continued. "How sad that you had to come here alone."

"Stop with that fucking shit," Cujo growled. "You don't have any emotions. You don't feel. So why don't you stop with that crap and fight me?"

"Careful how you bark, boy," Dan warned, snapping his metallic jaws. "Your next words might be your last." When Cujo didn't reply, Dan continued. "I seen you've made friends with some certain dogs." He snickered. "Feeling at home, runt? You've never had a family. I wonder how you must feel after being accepted into this new world."

"Like you care, bastard," Cujo snapped. "At least I have a family. Unlike you."

Dan laughed. "I never cared for them to begin with."

"You didn't," Cujo corrected him. "Your past self did."

In rememberance of what Danny had done to him in order to prevent the future, Dan's mechanical nostrils flared in rage. However, he soon regained composure and leered back. "His pathetic attempt was in vain. I still exist! And once I'm done with this shit of a world, Amity Park and all of the ghosts and humans in are doomed."

Without another world, Cujo and Dan leaped for each other's throats.

I know! I suck! All of that talking for the fight and nothing happens. Sorry. I'm just evil like that. Review please. :) By the way, am I still doing good on Dan's personality?