Author's Note: I'm back and I'm here with the third and final arc to the story. With this chapter out of the way, and I think this is the biggest and longest chapter yet, we're only 3 more away from the ending. But, boy, this chapter is almost like having the last chapter in this arc first. Well, the name of the arc says it all. It was really the best name I could think of to explain these last four chapters in a nutshell. I know most of you just got out for summer vacation and I hope this chapter will be a great start to it. Well, be sure to READ & REVIEW! It empowers me with the ability to work harder and faster!
!Music Alert!: Okay, the first song for the first part of the chapter(you'll know it when you see it) is called "With Me" by either All Ends or Crush 40(either band is good, they sing the exact same song, only a little differently from each other). The song for the second pert is called "God in Fire" from the Final Fantasy Dissidia Duodecim OST(The song lyrics and music to this one is absolutely perfect, enough said).
Arc-3: Escalation
Chapter 28
A Mothers Love and a Father's Rage
Light and Krystal flew straight through the battle field, not pausing or changing direction for anything. Thanks to Starfox and Light's friends, they didn't have to. Any dark star that tried targeting them was met with a quick end, if not from an arwing blast, then it was slashed or shot at with Atlantean weaponry.
"Don't worry, guys," Fox reassured. "I swear I'll get you two to that citadel. I swear it." Fox put his heart into those words. This was his chance to truly redeem himself for what he had done in the past and he was not going to let this chance slip away. They all flew into the path of a battleship with dark stars guarding it. "You two keep pushing through. We'll get this tin can out of your way."
"Right," Light and Krystal replied together. Fox and the others accelerated ahead, shooting down any enemies in their sights. After they cornered some dark stars closer to the battleship, Fox gave a signal to the others. "Fire!" Aligning themselves together, they all shot homing smart bombs at the battle ship. The target's hull erupted in flames and broke apart. Any smaller enemies that were close to the ship were vaporized on the spot.
They still had a long way to go before they could reach the portal, and this fact was worsened by well over twenty squadrons of dark stars and the thirteen battleships heading in their position. "Just great," Falco groaned.
Farra radioed Fox, "Fox, what are we gonna do? We can't run straight through them, and there's too many to go around." Fox wasn't sure what to do. They couldn't afford to lose any time with the twin's lives at stake.
"Fox, can you hear us," Peppy asked. "We need a decision, now!"
"I know." The vulpine took a deep breathe before answering, "We're going through. I'm not going to let these guys stand between us and those kids."
"In that case," called a voice from the Solomon. It was Leonidas. "All of you split into two groups and move to the sides as far as you can to get out of our shot."
"Captain?" Krystal didn't know what to make of this. They were just recently trying to make sure Light and she were detained, and now they were helping them? "Why are you helping us?"
"It's true that I would rather keep you both on board this ship, safe and sound, but somehow I knew that we wouldn't be able to keep you for long. I understand only too well what a parent will go through for the sake of their child. Now move out of the way! All hands revert power from the thrusters and charge the Astral Busters!" Outside the ship, the side panels stripped away magnetically and two top-to-bottom prongs revealed themselves on both sides with a large electrical charge building up and concentrating itself, just like back when they fought the serpent on Cerinia's surface. At that time, they didn't have near enough power to fire the weapon, but that wasn't the case anymore. "FIRE!" Two long and powerful electrical bursts rocketed across the battlefield and ripped through the armada aiming for Light and Fox's team. The two groups in question were just barely able to get out of the way of the burst streams, which gave them a feeling of awe and wonder at how powerful the Solomon really was.
Every ship in the way of the twisting blasts was burnt to space dust, leaving everyone out there with an open path to go through. "Thanks, Captain," Light said.
Leonidas nodded and said, "That was the least we could do. Now go bring those kids home."
"Right. Alright, Fox. Let's go." The two teams flew straight past the devastation the Solomon had caused and soon came upon the open portal leading to the citadel. It was too bad that Krystal didn't have time to calibrate the Azure-Light, so they could just teleport over, but at least they had a way of getting there instead of nothing at all. Seemingly, the only obstacle in their way was the flagship of Blitzkrieg's forces.
Chris, Alex, and Nat turned to the Starfox team to tell them, "You guys go ahead and get Bulby and Princess through that portal." Fox nodded to him and Light's friends separated from the group and flew toward the gear fortress to distract it from targeting Light and Krystal's ship. While the flagship had it's hands, or rather it's cannons, full trying to shoot down the three multi-colored warriors, Fox and the others brought their fighters to max thrust and passed the ship by, naïve to the danger closing in on them.
"Alright, we made it!" Slippy exclaimed.
"Now let's go get those kids back," Farra was excited. To really fly and fight at Fox's side was the one thing she craved to do since her conception. Remembering events that could or should have happened was one thing, but to actually do it had far greater feelings of excitement attached to it.
"NOT SO FAST, STARFOX!"
Fox and his teammates' eyes widened in unexpected surprise. Four black and red wolfen model ships flew fast at them, firing their lasers. The red laser blasts aimed at Starfox missed them, but it broke everyone's formation. "Starwolf? What are you guys doing here?" Falco yelled with ruffled feathers.
"Blitzkrieg has ordered us to take you down," Leon chimed in all gentleman-like.
"Ah, I spot not one, but two beauties within my Black Rose's sights," Panther mused to himself.
"Not on your life, pal," Farra shouted.
"This is for Uncle Andross." Oikonny flipped a switch and shot a barrage of missiles at the Starfox team. The missiles were promptly shot down, but it wasn't moments later that each member of Starfox found themselves engaged with one of the enemy pilots.
"Light! Krystal! We'll keep them busy! You two concentrate on getting Dusk and Dawn back!" Fox radioed. The two nodded and kept going.
"Where do you think your going?" Wolf went to tail them, but quickly ended up with the broad side of fox's arwing slamming into his wolfen.
"Leave those two alone, Wolf! Your opponent is me."
Wolf narrowed his eyes at his long time rival. "Fine by me!"
With the members of Starfox and Starwolf going at each other's throats, Light and Krystal made the final stretch of distance and flew into the enemy's home turf. Both were surprised at what they saw surrounding the citadel. Nothing. No warships, anti-air fire, there was practically nothing standing between them and the citadel from where they were. "That's strange," Light observed. "Where are all of the guards?"
Krystal whispered back to him, "Because they're not needed." Light turned turn to her, expecting to hear more. "I don't know how strong he is, Light, but this fight won't be like the last one. Blitzkrieg has become much stronger over the past ten years, so we've got to be careful. If he is as powerful as Clouse said he was, then he poses a far more serious threat than his army. Let's concentrate on saving the kids first and getting them out of the way, and then we'll figure out a way to deal with Blitzkrieg."
"Right," her husband responded. "Look there, it looks like a balcony from here." They were quite a ways away still from the citadel, but Krystal could see where he was pointing to.
"Got it, we're going in." She brought their thrusters to max and flew as fast as they could.
At Blitzkrieg's fortress, Dusk had been separated from his sister and positioned on the platform, like he had since their kidnapping. He floated in the air, tearfully praying for someone to come rescue him and awaiting the reality that was going to befall him. "Let him go! I SAID, LET HIM GO!" his sister yelled persistently.
Blitzkrieg laughed at the futility of it all. "Yell all you want, little girl." He looked over at his mechanized servant and asked, "Are the preparations ready yet?"
His servant knelt and responded, "It is, Sire."
The citadel's master made a deadly smirk and readied his scythe. "Then no more delays. Start the separation."
"Yes, Sire." The machine servant pulled a switch and the device roared to life. Electrical static flowed brightly in between the short spikes of the arch of the device. Dusk was frightened, more so because he didn't know what exactly the machine was going to do to his floating body. Then he felt something weird start to happen on his insides. He stiffened as a massive vibration began to shake the foundation of his being. He began to scream louder then before. Pain racked his body from head to toe. He wanted to throw up, but wasn't able to.
"Yes, it's working!" Dusk opened one of his eyes that had shut itself due to the pain and gasped. An almost see through Marcus, the real blue furred, fox-looking Marcus, was being separated from dusk's body. The three children screamed and begged for the madness to end, causing Blitzkrieg to laugh even harder. "Oh don't worry," he said, walking up the stairs of the platform with his scythe's blade extended. "I'll make the pain end right…," before he could finish gloating, the entrance of his balcony imploded in on itself. Debris and dust was thrown about. One piece of debris the size of a large man sped towards Blitzkrieg, but the tyrant ducked, more to protect his scythe rather than himself. Going over his head, the chunk of debris collided with his machine servant, crushing it. What caused the implosion was a space fighter crashing into his throne room. The hatch opened, revealing Krystal and… Light? Blitzkrieg felt a pulse of shock run through his mind and it only asked, "How! It's impossible!" The three children however felt a wave of relief and overwhelming happiness. Not only were they being rescued, but the kids had their father back.
Dawn started crying tears of happiness. "Mamma! You came to save us!"
"BLITZKRIEG, LET OUR CHILDREN…" startling Krystal and abruptly halting her demanding voice, was the image of Marcus, separated from Dusk's body. "It can't be, Marcus?" Light's expression mimicked her reaction.
Realizing the two had paused in astonishment, Blitzkrieg took the advantage and made good on his threat. With one swing with the bloody red scythe, time cruelly slowed to a stop for all watching. When it was all over and nothing could be done, Krystal whispered gravely in a low, shaken voice and water filling her eyes, "…No…"
The curved blade had sunk right through Marcus' chest with the pointed end coming out of his back. His heart, which had gained solidity no more than a few seconds before, had been sliced in half from within his body. Marcus hung in midair by the blade of Blitzkrieg's staff and the shallow eyes of the scythes head glowed violently and flowing green energy was visibly sucked out of Marcus and into the mouth of the scythe head. Once the flow of energy stopped after a few seconds, Marcus was unceremoniously thrown at Light and Krystal's feet.
Light and Krystal found the will to move and dove toward Marcus. Krystal gathered Marcus in her arms and held his head up to get his attention. "MARCUS! Marcus! You're going to be okay, you hear me? You're going to be okay."
Marcus' wound was deep and bleeding profusely. It was untreatable from where they were. In Krystal's arms, despite her assurance that he would be fine, a gasping Marcus smiled in tragic anguish. His jade eyes peered into Light's with apology. "I'm so sorry, Dad… I wasn't able to be the son you wanted." Krystal's, and especially Light's, heart broke into pieces at those words. Light wasn't Marcus' true father. They all knew that, but there Marcus lied where he was, acknowledging Light as both a person and a father. Krystal felt Marcus' body begin to lose its solidity. He was fading, and fast.
"No, you're wrong! I love you, Marcus! We all love you." Dusk and Dawn couldn't contain the tears that had welled up.
Marcus smiled at the both of them with wetting and matted fur on the edge of his eyes. "Thank you… for everything," he gasped in a hushed voice. With his small, almost inaudible, words, the light in Marcus' eyes faded, as did his body a second after. Krystal's hands, which only previously had been holding her dying son, were vacant of anything living and stained with blood. Krystal's voice had caught itself and her mind was no longer focused on anything. Only tears could be shed as nothing could be said.
It should have been a time to mourn, but Blitzkrieg didn't allow it. His soulless laugh echoed through the throne room. "Now isn't this touching." Krystal wasn't paying attention to anything around her, Light, on the other hand, was all ears and his shoulders shook with the rage that was building up inside. "I guess that makes the second Kindley I've killed." Blitzkrieg began to glow with a red and black aura that sent waves of ecstasy through his dark heart. "However, my eyes are filled with curiosity. How are you still alive? I know without a doubt that you were killed." Blitzkrieg smirked to himself, despite the revelation in front of him. New found power began to flow through his veins and his gloved hands began to change. They turned black as coal, grew a full size, and shaped themselves out to be sharper and more pointed. Crowning the new change that was occurring inside and out of him was the appearance of dark, crooked markings running along from his red eyes to the sides of his face and the base of his neck. He released the scythe from his grip, no longer needing it now that it had fulfilled it's purpose. "No matter. Most villains would be disheartened to find that the hero cheated death. I, on the other hand, am thrilled beyond comprehension that your back from the dead. Manipulating your murder by a close ally and friend was tantalizing, but to put you in your grave with this new I've just acquired will be far more gratifying." Light muttered something under his breath, but with his face stuck facing downward, Blitzkrieg wasn't able to make out what the other was saying. "Pardon?"
"Never again…," Light whispered. After uttering that, a blindingly familiar light filled the room. Blitzkrieg didn't avert his eyes away from his enemy but, before he could realize what was going on, Light was already driving a glowing fist under the fiend's sternum yelling, "NEVER AGAIN!"
In that split second, Blitzkrieg's eye caught sight of Light's transformation. It wasn't the one from a decade before, or even the he had seen at Atlantis. This one was familiar to him. The white hair with black streaks, the black raiment with white armor and the wings of black ice. For nearly a decade, Blitzkrieg had been searching and longing for his true destiny. He had hoped he could find it by harvesting paradox energy and gaining more power after his first failed attempt at taking over Light's body. He knew that light's body possessed immense hidden power within, but what he was feeling was far beyond what he had imagined. He lusted over such power. So much so that because of that one eye opening punch, something in his mind kicked into overdrive. He could feel it. It was the power that he needed to find his destiny.
Once that split second analysis ended, the power punch Light delivered propelled Blitzkrieg across the room and through the citadel walls, leaving a hole leading to the outside. Light huffed and puffed in fuming anger. A moment of silence passed. Before long, a large red aura arose into view. Light knew one punch wouldn't be near enough to put him down. To Light's chagrin, Blitzkrieg floated in the air without the need for wings or anything of the sort. He was floating by his own will and it didn't even look like the punch had even fazed him. Blitzkrieg laughed like a madman, "That's it! That's the power I truly seek! Give it to me!"
Light's blood boiled as Marcus came to mind. "You want it! You can have it!" The black and white swords appeared in Light's hands as he rushed the tyrant. Blitzkrieg caught the blades with his new sharpened claws, but found both he and Light flying through the hole in the wall and outside the building.
"Yes! GIVE IT TO ME!" The red aura around Blitzkrieg glowed and formed into a sphere. The sphere expanded, forcing Light away from the demon emperor and slamming him into the dirt. Light got up and looked up to where Blitzkrieg was. Light could feel something powerful and terrible ripple throughout his being, however he wasn't the only one who was noticing this.
Allistor, who had been monitoring the battle with Blitzkrieg's forces, suddenly picked up a powerful signal from one of his other monitoring devices, and it was the one signal he had been dreading. "Captain! You're not going to believe this! An Immeasurable amount of paradox energy is radiating out of that portal! The reading is so powerful its off the charts!"
"What!" Leonidas stood up anxiously. There was nothing he could do from where he was, so he sat down with tightened fists. This was the one development they had been trying to prevent from day one. Something big was happening on the other side of that portal and the only thing they could do was sit and wait. He sat there hoping Light and Krystal would be able to do something about this development as soon as possible before that paradox energy could tear the universe apart.
Fighting was the only thing Light knew to do. Light flew from the ground with an ice bomb formed at the tip of each of his swords and launched both at his target. Blitzkrieg floated in place and allowed the bombs to hit him. In the mist of the explosions, Light searched for the result of his attacks. "You're holding back on me." Light's speechless face paled. Blitzkrieg was behind him and he didn't even notice? Light felt a palm place itself on his back and then a scorching pain filled his senses. Blitzkrieg burned Light's armored back with a black fireball. "What's wrong, Brother? We were even with each other ten years ago. Don't tell me that furry wench has made you weaker," he said tauntingly.
Light got over the pain and steeled himself. They weren't confined to a single room in a cave anymore, the whole world they were in was their battlefield now. Blitzkrieg was right; Light was holding back, but longer he thought to himself. He was fighting for his family and to make sure justice was served. Light disappeared in a flash from his spot in the air and ended up in Blitzkrieg's face. Light started stabbing at speeds unknown to most. Blitzkrieg was also fast beyond human comprehension and dodged as many of the strikes as possible until the frost sabre dug into his shoulder, finally drawing some of his blackened blood. Blitzkrieg's breath hitched a little, but didn't let that hinder him from taking one claw and raking it deep into Light's chest. The claws pierced the armor, causing gashes along Light's flesh. Light released himself from Blitzkrieg to avoid any deeper scratches from those claws, all the while unleashing a hail of ice shards from his palm.
The fiend stretched his palm out and flaming orb spread itself into a shield, melting the shards before any could hit.
"I really hope that's not all you can muster. Come on, fight me or crawl at my feet!"
Light's eyes narrowed in hatred he never knew he could possess. "I'll make sure you won't harm a single thing ever again!" With an outstretched hand, Light summoned more power than ever and unleashed a cold wave from his palm that filled the sky. It was fast, powerful, and the tyrant couldn't move out of the way. Light expected the blizzard blast to leave nothing in its wake. To his dismay, Blitzkrieg was basically unharmed despite his blood beginning to freeze from within. He started laughing madly once again, as if the pain he was feeling inside was nothing.
"Yes, now that's what I wanted to see. And now, I have something I'd like to show you," He raised his hand high into the sky and let his red aura fill the atmosphere. The sunset colored sky disappeared and was replaced by the image of planets. There were hundreds of thousands of them, millions even, in all sizes and shapes. He could have sworn he could see entire star systems as well, and they were all connected by multicolored bridges between them.
"What… is this?"
Blitzkrieg smirked at Light's confusion. "This is the power of the paradox energy your 'son' gave to me." Light's teeth grounded against each other at the reminder of the tyrant's most recent murder. "What you are seeing… is the multi-verse in it's truest form. The Grand Cross! You and that furry freak of a wife of yours exiled me out of your realm and I was stuck with the daunting task of trying to look for new ways to increase my power and find easier ways to hop from realm to realm, building my army as I go. I've done all of this for the purpose of finding Malxifel."
Light formed another ice bomb in his hands and hurled it with all of his might, "Why do you want to find him?" Blitzkrieg smacked the bomb back at Light, who cut the bomb in half with his black blade. Each half hit the ground to the sides behind him and exploded. Light covered his eyes from the debris, which he quickly realized was an awful mistake.
In a moments notice, Blitzkrieg was behind Light and to his side, "To destroy him and take his power for myself." With a swipe, Light's body was sent skidding on the ground. "I've been doing my research on this Malxifel for many years along side while I plotted my revenge against you. He is rumored throughout the multi-verse, in many different depictions, to be the very incarnation of evil itself. Darkness is as old as the light, but in the beginning, darkness, although it existed, had no representative for itself because it was confined to the Void realm. It's said that, to remedy this, Malxifel used his powerful influence to sway a certain angel named Lucifer into thinking that he could take over Heaven itself." Blitzkrieg outstretched his hand and shot fire bolts at Light's already burned back. Light screamed in pain and tried to pull himself together while Blitzkrieg continued. "Lucifer lost that war and four trillion angels fell with him, but he served Malxifel's purpose. Lucifer introduced darkness to the world and this led to the creation of paradox energy. While I don't know what paradox energy serves for him, to me it will allow me to do the impossible and destroy darkness itself, and then I will become that darkness. That's what paradox energy can do you know. It's the power to alter reality and rewrite the rules of this universe."
Light got back on his feet with swords raised to attack, "So, is that it? Do you think you're some kind of god?"
The fiend smirked and chuckled at the thought, "No… I'm the Devil." Faster than Light could process what was happening, Blitzkrieg reshaped his right hand to resemble a gatling gun and began firing a hail of green energy bolts. Light reacted quickly to the ever changing situation and spun his swords in circles to deflect the shots. Most of the shots were deflected and dissipated when they came in contact with the swords, but a few managed to breach through the swords and hit Light in his waist and shoulders. After a long minute of deflecting and getting hit by those energy bolts, Blitzkrieg stopped and reshaped both of his arms into black broadswords and ran at Light.
The two strikers assaulted to the left, to the right, up, and down, crossing their blades and trying to gain the upper hand over the other. Light noticed two things from this. Blitzkrieg did not have infinite power or else he'd be able to keep up that barrage he surprised Light with a moment before, and he was slower than before. 'That's it!' Light figured out. The tyrant had made a huge mistake. With renewed vigor and confidence, Light crossed his blades once more with blitzkrieg and started pushing hard to over power him. To Blitzkrieg's dismay, Light was doing just that and started pushing him back. "I knew it! All of that gloating and showing me the Grand Cross must have used up a good chunk of that 'infinite power,' didn't it."
Blitzkrieg's eyes widened, "… tch…" Light had figured him out… mostly.
Light reached inside of himself to tap into his own well of power and, in a burst of strength, Light forced Blitzkrieg's arms apart. Before his adversary could recover, Light slammed his head hard into Blitzkrieg's skull. The head butt pushed each other back and stunned the both of them; however, it was Light who shook it off first. Light, with a blue flaming aura surrounding him, shot two powerful ice bombs one after another. Each one nailed Blitzkrieg's shoulders, bursting upon impact. Light sprinted up to the distracted tyrant and put the palm of his right hand on Blitzkrieg's chest. "THIS ONE'S FOR MARCUS!" From his palm, Light concentrated and released a cold wave beam, point blank. The power and force of the blast sent Blitzkrieg high into the air with no clear destination in sight. Light watched Blitzkrieg go up and anticipated the fiend's fall. When the dark emperor landed, leaving a skid mark where he laid, Light smiled in a bitter sweet way, "… Stay down."
Hoping blitzkrieg was down for the count, which he knew was a stretch; Light spread his wings and rose from the ground to check on Krystal and the twins. Although he wanted nothing more than to kill the demon, Light was seriously tired and weakened. Plus, he was seriously worried about his family. "Don't you know?"
Light's blood felt like it had froze in his blood stream. 'Not yet? He can't already be up?' But alas, there he stood in the middle of his dirt skid markings. His chest was badly damaged with deep black and blue bruises and a hole that Light's cold wave froze and burned to the bone of his sternum. Light knew that it wasn't enough to kill him, but he was hoping for enough time to rest, check on his family, and come up with a new plan. Now though, it looked like none of that was going to happen.
Blitzkrieg rose from the ground by his own power of will until he was level with Light. "Never turn your back on your enemy!" He reverted his swords back into claws and slashed the air in front of him. The slash ripped open a portal and violet energy lances shot out at rapid speeds, putting gashes in Light's legs and striking his wings, grounding him once again. The young man was quick to get back up. "That last display of yours was impressive, but if that is all you have to give, then I've already won this war. You see, I'VE ALSO BEEN HOLDING BACK!" Blitzkrieg's red aura grew and glowed more brilliantly than ever, until its very size had engulfed the landscape and everything in sight, making everything around Light appear crimson in color. Even from in the air, Light could feel the world's vibrations around him as the surface quaked beneath him. "I was hoping to conserve the bulk of my strength for when I destroy Malxifel, but looks like I'll have to wait a bit longer to meet that goal. Instead, I'll just use all of this power to scatter your blood to oblivion." Blitzkrieg materialized a black ball of energy in his hand and shot it at Light's feet.
Light jumped out of the way, wondering why he would intentionally miss, although he didn't have to wonder for long. The blast started expanding, forcing Light to retreat to the sky. The young man looked down to see what that sphere had done, only to find that it was still there. Growing and consuming everything in sight. Light looked back at Blitzkrieg and found the fiend with four more of those spheres orbiting around his body.
"And now, let's see how maneuverable you really are with those ragged wings of yours," the red-eyed monster said in a smirk.
While the battle outside raged, Krystal was paralyzed where she was. Her mind was plagued with repeating images of Marcus' death. Dusk and Dawn called out to her as loud and as many times as possible. Nothing seemed to work. She just sat there with her hands and arms soaked in blood and frozen in place. 'I was too late, and I couldn't do anything… I saw him get stabbed, and I couldn't do anything… I watched him die in my arms, and I couldn't do anything…' Those thoughts echoed through her mind. The kids kept yelling when the citadel started to quiver before erupting into full blown shaking. An important generator in the building must have gotten damaged, for the children were released from their bindings and fell with a thud.
The twins got up and ran to their Mother to try and snap her out of her daze. "Mamma!" thy both yelled when they wrapped their arms around Krystal's shoulders. Krystal seemed to awaken a little from the nightmare that replayed itself in her head and pulled her children closer. Then she started to weep and her children began to cry too. Regardless of all the problems they had with him, they still loved Marcus. They could all feel the new wound in their hearts. Their mother had sunk into a deep mourn, their father was fighting with that demon outside, and they had unjustly lost a brother. The kids were bewildered on what they could do except hold their mother tighter. That was all they needed to do.
Krystal soon recovered, not by much though, but enough to function semi-normally. Krystal lifted up her head and gave Dawn and Dusk a reassuring, if woefully depressed, smile. "I've missed you both so much," she sobbed. "I promise, I'll never allow anything like this happen to you ever again. Come on, let's get out of here and see if your father needs help, okay." Their tear stained faces nodded. The two put on as brave a smile as they could and this urged Krystal on to go over to the slightly damaged arwing and begin repairing it as best she could to get it to fly again. "Then let's get to work. I'll need both of your help to fix it before the walls start collapsing." She said this normally, but Dawn and Dusk could see it in her eyes. She was beyond devastated. More than likely, she was traumatized and suffering from severe shock. Even so, they still went to work. There would be a time for mourning but, as it stood, it wasn't the right moment yet.
Light flew in zigzags and weaved through the air to escape Blitzkrieg's relentless spheres. Several of them burst in midair, eliminating even the air and clouds. One more sphere was sent in front of Light, who switched gears fast to move out of the way of the blast while steering clear of the others that had already burst. And that's when Light realized what Blitzkrieg had been doing. All of the black spheres had cut off his ground and flight routes. He was trapped, and the only way to fly out was blocked by Blitzkrieg. "It's been fun, Brother. However, it's time to end this game of ours." Light just narrowed his eyes and tried to desperately figure out how to break through. Blitzkrieg opened up one palm out in front and held that arm with his other, appearing to concentrate hard on something. A mixture of red and black crackling electricity grew to life, but it looked like Blitzkrieg was straining to keep it alive. "Now, return to the grave with this little present, I named it after you of course. LIGHT'S CATARACKT!" Blitzkrieg unleashed that evil energy of fire and electricity that shaped itself into an all consuming clawed hand, clearly not being able to really control it, but just able to point the devouring power in the right direction.
In response, Light infused as much power he could into the scorch and frost blades. The swords glowed blue and red as he crossed them together and flew straight toward Blitzkrieg; colliding into the demonic force that he could feel was trying to consume him. This was now a battle of will. Blitzkrieg had the advantage in power, but Light's spirit was strong. Yet, the two were even. Light struggled to keep the named attack from touching him, as did Blitzkrieg to keep the attack going. It even looked like the attack was taking a physically destructive toll on Blitzkrieg's arm. Light pushed ever forward, using the swords energy to shield him from the attack. He had to make it, he told himself. With this much power already in Blitzkrieg's possession, the consequences of him gaining Malxifel's would be unimaginable. He had to end it right there and then. "I WON'T LET YOU WIN!"
"THEN STOP ME IF YOU CAN!" It seemed they were both reaching their limit, and they knew it. With one final burst of strength, the two put all they had left into erasing the other from existence. The light and length of Light's blades grew triple in size. The crackling crimson and dark energy claw grew to half the size of the giant spheres and started to try to enclose around Light's being. After a second of struggle passed by, it was clear. Blitzkrieg was going to win. Light was pushing himself as far as he could go, but the claw was forcefully breaking through his shield too quickly for him to compensate. That mad smile and laugh returned once more to mock Light, even with the tyrant's arm being torn to shreds from his own paradox power. "AHA HA Ha Ha HA Ha! DO YOU SEE THE DEPTHS OF MY POWER? YOU NEVER STOOD A CHANCE AGAINST ME! NOW, DROWN IN THE SORROW OF THE ABYSS!"
Disregarding the fact that Blitzkrieg was certainly right, Light still pushed onward, awaiting what fate had in store for him at the end of this dark tunnel. Answering Light's call to destiny, a long spinning object whisked through the air and slammed into Blitzkrieg's back, making him scream in pain and lose some of his concentration. This made the energy claw that about to grasp Light open up a bit, allowing Light to gain some ground. Blitzkrieg looked up to search for the offending attacker, only to find the spinning object boomerang back to the hand of its source. It was Krystal and her staff! She and the twins were high up in the open cockpit of the arwing. The arwing was beginning to gently float downward for a gentle landing thanks to the autopilot, but Krystal didn't plan to be a part of that landing. "Hey, Blitzkrieg!" She got his attention and, for the first time since the battle had begun, his reptilian-like red eyes were filled with unexpected, and unwanted, surprise. She jumped out of the cockpit, falling right in Blitzkrieg's path. "GO TO HELL!" Her reared back fist rammed it dead center of Blitzkrieg's face with an audible impact. With that one fist, the dark sorcerer lost all concentration of his attack and it dissipated. As soon as that claw disappeared, Light sped through, like he had the speed of light, for the moment he had been waiting for. Blitzkrieg's vexed eyes saw it coming, just in time to have both swords run through his chest. To top it all off, Light spun upright on his side and brought a leg with herculean strength down onto his adversary's shoulder, sending the tyrant speeding down to the ground with the swords still embedded through his body. His body plummeted with a thunderous roar into the ground, leaving a cloud of dust like a meteorite from the sky, shaking the Earth around it. And with that, the red aura that surrounded everything and the giant black spheres that surrounded the area vanished. It looked like it was finally finished.
Light's flight didn't end there. Before Krystal could hit the ground, Light caught her in midair. "Glad to see me?" he asked in an exhausted smile.
"Always," she smiled back before assaulting his lips. Light was too tired to fight back the kiss, although he probably should have tried to seeing as how they were still in a battle field, so he melted into it. During that closed-eyes kiss, Light's formed changed once more to the white knight that he truly was on the inside. The two soon descended to the ground, putting their foreheads together and started nuzzling the other.
"Ewe! Gross!" The moment was ruined by Dusk and Dawn, who were landing on the ground at that moment. As soon as the arwing touched the ground, the twins hopped out and rushed to their parent's arms. The whole family was there, for the most part, shedding tears of joy for finally being reunited with one another.
It was a moment that none of them would ever forget, after being separated for so long. "No-t… yet." Light and Krystal turned around with a snarl and put the kids behind their legs to keep them protected. It was Blitzkrieg once again. His arm was burned and torn in long and deep gashes and, from the way it dangled loosely, was surely unusable. The swords were still embedded in his chest and sticking out of his back. He bled from his mouth, eyes, and his cracked fore head. He limped out of his crater, straining himself as he went. "I can not lose. I have to-to find… my true pur-pose," He said as he used his left, good arm to slowly and painfully pull out the swords. He did so with a low scream each time. The kids backed further away at keep safe, hoping that their parents can keep them safe.
"Give it up, Blitzkrieg," Krystal warned with venom. "You've lost. Now, crawl back into that hole and die already."
He laughed at her lowly, his bleeding increasing with second. "There's… no way I'll be defe-ated. It can-not be my destiny," he said as he continued to stagger closer to them. With each step he took, they took a step back. "I'll show you… I'll get my-my ultimate… pow-" 'WHAT A DISGRACE!' a powerful voice boomed inside his head, causing Blitzkrieg to widen his eyes and stop in his movements. "Wh-who… are you?" Light and Krystal exchanged glances, worried about Blitzkrieg's sudden change in demeanor. 'YOU HAVE POWER, BUT YOU KNOW NOT HOW TO USE IT! BECOME MINE ONCE AGAIN, AND FULFILL YOUR DESTINY! ' "You can… show me my dest-my destiny." Light and Krystal were convinced that Blitzkrieg had just become terribly deranged and got ready in case he decided to lash out all of a sudden. "Please… Show me… my purpose!" After muttering those words, a pain sharper than anything Blitzkrieg had ever experienced before cut through his brain like a blade. He gripped his skull in agony, screaming, "NO! WHAT IS THIS? WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME?" Red and black crackling energy began wrapping itself around his person, from the soles of his feet to the tip of his head. He screamed as it did so, with the Kindley family watching in fearful confusion. Then, in bursting flashes of crimson light, Blitzkrieg disintegrated and his screams scattered into the nothingness.
A piercing silence ensued.
After staring at the spot where Blitzkrieg had just been for practically forever, Krystal stepped out of the group and voiced everyone's thoughts. "What In the world just happened?"
"I don't know," Light said with concern, before turning to watch the crumbling citadel fall to pieces. "But I have a very unsettling feeling about whatever it was we just witnessed."
