If you are reading this, then not all of you were alienated by what I did
in the last chapter. Thank you. I'm sorry to delay the final round even
further, but I got this crazy idea I wanted to write first. Read on my
friends, read on. And I'm sure any of you who are very familiar with Devil
May Cry may recognize something here.
Disclaimer: I only own Scales, and Pi2 And some other stuff, but I can't
reveal that to you now, it'll spoil the story!
Time: Day 4 of the tournament, 9:00 AM. Pi2 looked up as the security chief walked into his office. "Ah, what is it?" he asked cheerfully. The chief paused, licking his lips nervously, before he started. "Sir, I'm afraid I have some bad news." "Let's hear it. I doubt anything could spoil my current good mood." The chief hesitated. "Sir, the Master Emerald has been stolen from the room being used by Knuckles the Echidna and Rouge the Bat." Pi2's ear twitched. "I.see. And tell me, what are you and your team going to do about this theft?" "Scour the grounds and don't stop until we find it?" Pi2 nodded slowly. "I'll, uh, get started then." He left the office. Pi2 slowly got up from his desk, closed his office door, and sat back in his chair. A millisecond later he let loose a string of curses that would have made a harpy blush. When he was done cursing, he threw a chair through his big window, smashed all the furniture in the office, burned it to ashes, and plopped down in the middle of the room to bawl his little eyes out.
Time: 11:40 AM Scales breathed in deeply, exhaling softly. Her eyes were closed. She sat on top of a rock in her room with folded legs, her tail curled around her. She could hear nothing other than the soothing sound of the babbling stream, her breaths, and the beating of her heart. She was meditating, casting away all her tensions and anxieties about the match away to make her feel better when it came time to fight. She took another deep breath and soft exhalation. She could hear her heartbeat slowing down. In her life support system, the black emerald glowed faintly with each heartbeat. She took one last deep breath. Hr heart slowed to the point where it seemed to stop all together. She sat there as if frozen, a living statue. She had achieved a state of perfect tranquility. She allowed her mind, empty of thoughts during the meditation process, to wander. The thoughts called up by her mind in the tranquil state were supposed to help her gain strength for the coming battle. She was flung into the past as a memory from long ago was recalled.
Darkness, everywhere. Then a crack! Light! She scrambled around inside of her tiny confines, feeling cramped. More and more cracks appeared in the darkness. Finally, the darkness shattered completely and she was in a place of infinite light. As her keen eyes got used to the light, she could see details. She was in a large room, with a glass ceiling and a row of seats above the ceiling for people to look through. There were lots of big metal things making interesting noises. There were tall things wearing white things all around her, murmuring and hitting themselves on the back. What were they saying? She wanted to hear, to understand. One of the things stood out in particular, looming over her. He pulled off a thing over his face, and she saw what the thing looked like. He wore some kind of glass discs over his eyes, had a reddish nose, and a big funny moustache. He looked at her with what could only be pride and spoke to the other things around him. "My colleagues, we have succeeded! Our first attempt to create the Ultimate Lifeform from a genetically altered biomechanical Komodo Dragon egg appears to have worked. Project SHADOW is a success!" The others cheered around him. "This creature needs a name. Let us call it something fitting, seeing as how it is the first genetically engineered and cybernetic reptile in history. Any suggestions?" One of the other things, a female suggested, "How about Biolizard?" The man grinned. "Ah, brilliant! Yes, we shall call this new creature the Biolizard." She tried the name out in her head. Biolizard. She liked it, but it seemed a little lacking of substance, more like the name for a thing and not a person. She tried to move, to get up and walk towards the smiling man before her. She almost got up, and suddenly felt horrible. She collapsed, pain flowing through her body. What was happening? The smiling man stopped grinning and turned to the others. "Something's wrong! Jenkins, check the scanners!" One of the things ran over to one of the big metal things and did something. He turned back to the others, horrified. "Dr. Gerald, the lizard's DNA is destabilizing! The human hormones and machines we introduced into its system aren't taking hold as well as we had thought. Her entire neural system is shutting down!" The other things started panicking and yelling things. She moaned and tried to block the noise. Why were they all so loud? Why wouldn't they stop yelling? She just wanted them to be quiet, and for the pain to stop hurting. She opened her mouth, trying to squeal a command for silence, but nothing came out. Everything abruptly went quiet, and she was enveloped in darkness again. Sometime later, she awoke. She was in a different, smaller room, with far less people in it. Looking at her was a little female thing with blond hair and blue clothes. Her eyes widened and she turned to the other two people in the room, one the smiling man and the other something new. "Grandpa, grandpa, she's awake!" The smiling man ran over, the smile returning to his face. "It worked! Robins, check the systems and make sure they're fully operational!" The other thing looked at his big metal thing for a moment then got up and turned to the smiling man. "The life support system we've installed has fully integrated with her biological chemistry. Her DNA and biomachinery is completely balanced. She will grow like a normal lizard should, and the life support system, being partially biological, will grow as well. I'm not sure why that black Chaos Emerald you found worked when the others failed, but it seems to be 100% operational now." The smiling man nodded. "Thank you Robinson. I see that our original experiments didn't work as well as we had thought. We'll need to come up with a better way to create the Ultimate Lifeform." "I'll get right on it, sir." Said the Robinson thing. He left her line of sight. The little female thing got close again. "What is she called, Grandpa?" "Maria, this is the Biolizard. Your new sister, in a sense." Said the smiling man. "She's cute! If she's my sister, doesn't that make you her grandpa too?" asked Maria. "Not exactly, but I guess I could be considered her father." Said the smiling man. He leaned closer. "Can you understand me Biolizard? I am Dr. Gerald Robotnik. I created you in an attempt to make the Ultimate Lifeform, thinking it could help the people on the planet below. But it seems that you are not the Ultimate Lifeform, merely the prototype. Don't worry, we'll soon give you a brother or sister, so there is nothing for you to fear. I will help with your education as you grow up. Hopefully, you can help protect the world as I had intended even though you are not the true Ultimate Life. If you can make the people happy, then I will know my life's work has been a success, and not just the idealistic dreams of an old fool." Strangely, she could understand this man's words. She understand what he wanted of her. He was her father, and he wanted her to try to make others happy. She now felt a deep affection for him and would do anything he wanted, no matter what it was, as long as it made him happy too. No matter what.
Scales' eyes shot open, the last moments of her memory still echoing through her mind. A tear ran down her cheek. "Daddy." she whispered. After her initial birth problems, life had gone along well. She had lived on the ARK with Gerald and Maria, and Shadow soon after her creation. They had been a family, playing together, learning together, and loving one another. And then they came. G.U.N. had found out the long-hidden secret of Project SHADOW, which Gerald had intended on unveiling to the world when both Scales and Shadow were twenty. They wanted the ultimate lifeforms for their own reasons, to copy them and make an army capable of overthrowing the current world order. They invaded the colony, capturing and killing the scientists, murdering the Chao in the colony's garden, and hunting down Scales and Shadow. While Gerald had tried to hold off the soldiers and robots, Scales, Maria and Shadow were supposed to make it to the research center and get to the planet below with the escape pods. But along the way, Scales had gotten lost and ended up in the core of the colony, where the seven Emeralds that powered the structure were kept. The Emeralds had already been ejected as a safety precaution, but some residual Chaos energy remained. Reacting with her own Emerald, the radiation caused Scales to go to sleep. She was woken up a year later by her father. She was astonished to find she was now bigger than he was, a result of the radiation. Dr. Gerald coldly informed Scales that Maria was dead and Shadow was in a cryogenic cell as a result of G.U.N.'s failure to control him, his natural Chaos energy drained. He told her of his hatred for humanity, and how he had given Shadow the instructions to initiate a plan to destroy humanity if he was awakened. He had programmed the colony to hurtle towards Earth (not Virtual Earth or our Earth, just a different video game Earth) on an unstoppable collision course if all seven Chaos Emeralds were placed into the receptacles in the control center. Shadow's job was to make sure the Emeralds got to their places and went into the core, her job was to keep anyone from tampering with the Emeralds and stopping the planet's destruction. She had known there was something wrong with her father, something bad, but she didn't care. She loved him, and for this reason she would do as he asked. She would make sure his final wish was fulfilled. He left, saying he was going to let G.U.N. kill him now, and she returned to her slumber. She didn't awaken for another forty-nine years, when Shadow was released. She shook herself from this memory. It had happened too long ago to really matter anymore. But she had somehow forgotten exactly how much she had loved her father over the course of her revival and flight from G.U.N. She knew now that she would not fulfill his last wish, to destroy the world, but she would do what she was made to do. She would make the people happy.
Majora was still asleep. As he slept, the demon remembered something a long time ago, the day of his birth. The memory came rushing back to him in the form of a dream.
Darkness, everywhere. How he relished it. The darkness seemed to change as time went on. Pieces of other creature's minds entered the darkness. He absorbed them, gaining knowledge of the world beyond his darkness. More and more memories came towards him. He absorbed them all, one after the other, and soon gained the complete knowledge and experiences of three of Hell's greatest demons, Baal, Mephistopheles, and Beelzebub. Although he possessed the minds of the three, he was none of them. He was something else entirely. All of a sudden, the darkness seemed confining. He wanted to know what he was, why he had these three minds in his possession, what he was supposed to do. He lashed out, and the darkness shattered. He was suddenly aware of his body, small yet fearsome. He wanted to grow. He would. He looked around himself. He was in a great chamber, no, an open space. He was standing on a wide circular field covered with black sand. High stone walls rose around him. Old bloodstains were splattered on the walls. Above the walls were row upon row of stands, filled with cheering demons. He was obviously in a coliseum. Jutting right over the wall was a booth with elaborate tapestries and wall hangings. A bowl of eyeballs sat on a table, along with some other food. In the middle of the booth was a great throne, depicted with images of fear and despair. It sat upon the backs of twenty dead humans. Seated on this huge throne was a horrific being of indescribable malevolence, the very embodiment of evil himself. And yes, he was holding a two-pronged pitchfork. He smiled a gruesome grin at the new being. "Ah, my son, at last you have awakened! I can see on your face that you have an idea of who I am. Let me tell you my identity. I am called many names in many universes. My true name is thus: Satan. You are my son, my greatest infernal achievement." "What is my name? What am I here for?" asked the new demon. "Your name was once three, Beelzebub, Mephistopheles, and Baal. These three great demons bravely sacrificed themselves in my service and I have given them new life as you. You are the three in one, the greatest demon to ever live. Your name is Majora." "Ma-jo-ra. I like it." "Good. You are here to be tested." "Why?" "Even if you are my son, you must earn the title. To do so, you must defeat a phantom I have created for you to fight. Are you ready?" Majora nodded. "Then we shall begin." Satan raised his pitchfork. A lightning bolt shot from it, striking the center of the arena. The lightning gathered into a single form, solidifying and making a body for itself. Looking like a giant bat, it flew into the air, ready for battle. The electric bat fired a particle beam at Majora. The demon dodged the beam and threw a fireball at the bat. It made contact and the phantom screeched. Majora correctly interpreted fire as the phantom's weakness, and instantly hurled a larger fireball. The projectile struck the bat. It screeched louder and fell to the ground. As Majora ran over to the fallen phantom, it suddenly changed shape, looking like himself! Majora was so surprised he was unable to block the phantom's particle beam. He wailed and stepped back. Angrily, he threw a larger fireball then the last one at the phantom of himself. It screeched and split into three, each copy of himself running away. Instincts taking over, Majora bounded after one of the phantoms. He leaped onto its back, gouging into its back with his claws. The phantom screamed as Majora tore through its false flesh, finally dissolving in a burst of static. Majora then went after the second phantom and cornered it by the wall. When the copy tried t run alongside the wall, Majora incinerated it with a blast of fire breath, destroying it. The third phantom stopped running, turned around, and fired a particle beam. Majora stuck his hands out, catching the beam. He absorbed the blast, reformed it in his hands, and shot it back, destroying the last phantom. The crowd went wild. Majora looked up at Satan. "I have destroyed your phantom, father. Have I passed your test?" The Devil nodded, pleased. "That was a nice display of power, Majora. Although I admit I may have made my phantom a little too weak. You had no trouble at all with it." "It was pretty easy." "Well, no matter. I may now tell you what your purpose is. To destroy." "Destroy?" "Yes. All demons love to destroy things of the mortal realm. By doing so, they allow me to get closer to freeing myself from this Hell. As mightiest of all demons, you must go forth and lead an army of infernal spirits like yourself to the mortal realms, rampaging and stealing all the souls you can. Each world you claim for me takes me a great deal closer to freedom and revenge against my loss in the past. It will take a bit of time before you are ready to take on this awesome task, though. You must be patient as I educate you so you can take on the true mantle of Demon Prince." "I will wait as long as it takes, father." "Good. Now, to reward you for your victory." Satan gestured, and a dozen poles appeared out of nowhere, sticking out of the ground. Near each pole was a poor, almost pitiable damned soul. Chains led from the pole, linked to manacles locked around the damned's waist, neck, wrists, ankles, and hair. Yes, hair. They struggled with the chains, screaming. "These twelve are damned for rape. While I do reward some damned by turning them into demons, I do not think these twelve deserve that honor. I want you to devour them, drinking their blood to increase your strength." "With pleasure!" With a mighty roar, Majora bounded towards the closest damned.
Majora awoke. A great anger and sadness came over him. He was a failure. He had failed his mission of destruction because of an imp. He had betrayed his father's trust by losing. For all he knew, Satan had already made a new demon to take his place. It was possible. There was only one way he could think of to stop that from happening, to redeem himself in his father's eyes. And that would be to slaughter the entire population of a planet, all by himself. And he would do just that, once he was free. And he was already close, so close to freedom already. "I will show you Father," said the demon. "I will show you that I can do exactly what you made me for. I will kill them all for you. Every single one of them will die."
Spooky, wasn't it? Okay, I admit this is just a piece of fluff, but it came to me to do this while writing the battle chapter, but I didn't want to make the fight longer than it already would be, so I gave a whole separate chapter to these memories. Sorry about it, but I promise the final match will be up soon. Next time: This is it, the moment you've been waiting for. The final match between Scales and Majora is beginning. Which of these two fighters will win this final battle? Find out next time on.Super Smash Bosses!
Time: Day 4 of the tournament, 9:00 AM. Pi2 looked up as the security chief walked into his office. "Ah, what is it?" he asked cheerfully. The chief paused, licking his lips nervously, before he started. "Sir, I'm afraid I have some bad news." "Let's hear it. I doubt anything could spoil my current good mood." The chief hesitated. "Sir, the Master Emerald has been stolen from the room being used by Knuckles the Echidna and Rouge the Bat." Pi2's ear twitched. "I.see. And tell me, what are you and your team going to do about this theft?" "Scour the grounds and don't stop until we find it?" Pi2 nodded slowly. "I'll, uh, get started then." He left the office. Pi2 slowly got up from his desk, closed his office door, and sat back in his chair. A millisecond later he let loose a string of curses that would have made a harpy blush. When he was done cursing, he threw a chair through his big window, smashed all the furniture in the office, burned it to ashes, and plopped down in the middle of the room to bawl his little eyes out.
Time: 11:40 AM Scales breathed in deeply, exhaling softly. Her eyes were closed. She sat on top of a rock in her room with folded legs, her tail curled around her. She could hear nothing other than the soothing sound of the babbling stream, her breaths, and the beating of her heart. She was meditating, casting away all her tensions and anxieties about the match away to make her feel better when it came time to fight. She took another deep breath and soft exhalation. She could hear her heartbeat slowing down. In her life support system, the black emerald glowed faintly with each heartbeat. She took one last deep breath. Hr heart slowed to the point where it seemed to stop all together. She sat there as if frozen, a living statue. She had achieved a state of perfect tranquility. She allowed her mind, empty of thoughts during the meditation process, to wander. The thoughts called up by her mind in the tranquil state were supposed to help her gain strength for the coming battle. She was flung into the past as a memory from long ago was recalled.
Darkness, everywhere. Then a crack! Light! She scrambled around inside of her tiny confines, feeling cramped. More and more cracks appeared in the darkness. Finally, the darkness shattered completely and she was in a place of infinite light. As her keen eyes got used to the light, she could see details. She was in a large room, with a glass ceiling and a row of seats above the ceiling for people to look through. There were lots of big metal things making interesting noises. There were tall things wearing white things all around her, murmuring and hitting themselves on the back. What were they saying? She wanted to hear, to understand. One of the things stood out in particular, looming over her. He pulled off a thing over his face, and she saw what the thing looked like. He wore some kind of glass discs over his eyes, had a reddish nose, and a big funny moustache. He looked at her with what could only be pride and spoke to the other things around him. "My colleagues, we have succeeded! Our first attempt to create the Ultimate Lifeform from a genetically altered biomechanical Komodo Dragon egg appears to have worked. Project SHADOW is a success!" The others cheered around him. "This creature needs a name. Let us call it something fitting, seeing as how it is the first genetically engineered and cybernetic reptile in history. Any suggestions?" One of the other things, a female suggested, "How about Biolizard?" The man grinned. "Ah, brilliant! Yes, we shall call this new creature the Biolizard." She tried the name out in her head. Biolizard. She liked it, but it seemed a little lacking of substance, more like the name for a thing and not a person. She tried to move, to get up and walk towards the smiling man before her. She almost got up, and suddenly felt horrible. She collapsed, pain flowing through her body. What was happening? The smiling man stopped grinning and turned to the others. "Something's wrong! Jenkins, check the scanners!" One of the things ran over to one of the big metal things and did something. He turned back to the others, horrified. "Dr. Gerald, the lizard's DNA is destabilizing! The human hormones and machines we introduced into its system aren't taking hold as well as we had thought. Her entire neural system is shutting down!" The other things started panicking and yelling things. She moaned and tried to block the noise. Why were they all so loud? Why wouldn't they stop yelling? She just wanted them to be quiet, and for the pain to stop hurting. She opened her mouth, trying to squeal a command for silence, but nothing came out. Everything abruptly went quiet, and she was enveloped in darkness again. Sometime later, she awoke. She was in a different, smaller room, with far less people in it. Looking at her was a little female thing with blond hair and blue clothes. Her eyes widened and she turned to the other two people in the room, one the smiling man and the other something new. "Grandpa, grandpa, she's awake!" The smiling man ran over, the smile returning to his face. "It worked! Robins, check the systems and make sure they're fully operational!" The other thing looked at his big metal thing for a moment then got up and turned to the smiling man. "The life support system we've installed has fully integrated with her biological chemistry. Her DNA and biomachinery is completely balanced. She will grow like a normal lizard should, and the life support system, being partially biological, will grow as well. I'm not sure why that black Chaos Emerald you found worked when the others failed, but it seems to be 100% operational now." The smiling man nodded. "Thank you Robinson. I see that our original experiments didn't work as well as we had thought. We'll need to come up with a better way to create the Ultimate Lifeform." "I'll get right on it, sir." Said the Robinson thing. He left her line of sight. The little female thing got close again. "What is she called, Grandpa?" "Maria, this is the Biolizard. Your new sister, in a sense." Said the smiling man. "She's cute! If she's my sister, doesn't that make you her grandpa too?" asked Maria. "Not exactly, but I guess I could be considered her father." Said the smiling man. He leaned closer. "Can you understand me Biolizard? I am Dr. Gerald Robotnik. I created you in an attempt to make the Ultimate Lifeform, thinking it could help the people on the planet below. But it seems that you are not the Ultimate Lifeform, merely the prototype. Don't worry, we'll soon give you a brother or sister, so there is nothing for you to fear. I will help with your education as you grow up. Hopefully, you can help protect the world as I had intended even though you are not the true Ultimate Life. If you can make the people happy, then I will know my life's work has been a success, and not just the idealistic dreams of an old fool." Strangely, she could understand this man's words. She understand what he wanted of her. He was her father, and he wanted her to try to make others happy. She now felt a deep affection for him and would do anything he wanted, no matter what it was, as long as it made him happy too. No matter what.
Scales' eyes shot open, the last moments of her memory still echoing through her mind. A tear ran down her cheek. "Daddy." she whispered. After her initial birth problems, life had gone along well. She had lived on the ARK with Gerald and Maria, and Shadow soon after her creation. They had been a family, playing together, learning together, and loving one another. And then they came. G.U.N. had found out the long-hidden secret of Project SHADOW, which Gerald had intended on unveiling to the world when both Scales and Shadow were twenty. They wanted the ultimate lifeforms for their own reasons, to copy them and make an army capable of overthrowing the current world order. They invaded the colony, capturing and killing the scientists, murdering the Chao in the colony's garden, and hunting down Scales and Shadow. While Gerald had tried to hold off the soldiers and robots, Scales, Maria and Shadow were supposed to make it to the research center and get to the planet below with the escape pods. But along the way, Scales had gotten lost and ended up in the core of the colony, where the seven Emeralds that powered the structure were kept. The Emeralds had already been ejected as a safety precaution, but some residual Chaos energy remained. Reacting with her own Emerald, the radiation caused Scales to go to sleep. She was woken up a year later by her father. She was astonished to find she was now bigger than he was, a result of the radiation. Dr. Gerald coldly informed Scales that Maria was dead and Shadow was in a cryogenic cell as a result of G.U.N.'s failure to control him, his natural Chaos energy drained. He told her of his hatred for humanity, and how he had given Shadow the instructions to initiate a plan to destroy humanity if he was awakened. He had programmed the colony to hurtle towards Earth (not Virtual Earth or our Earth, just a different video game Earth) on an unstoppable collision course if all seven Chaos Emeralds were placed into the receptacles in the control center. Shadow's job was to make sure the Emeralds got to their places and went into the core, her job was to keep anyone from tampering with the Emeralds and stopping the planet's destruction. She had known there was something wrong with her father, something bad, but she didn't care. She loved him, and for this reason she would do as he asked. She would make sure his final wish was fulfilled. He left, saying he was going to let G.U.N. kill him now, and she returned to her slumber. She didn't awaken for another forty-nine years, when Shadow was released. She shook herself from this memory. It had happened too long ago to really matter anymore. But she had somehow forgotten exactly how much she had loved her father over the course of her revival and flight from G.U.N. She knew now that she would not fulfill his last wish, to destroy the world, but she would do what she was made to do. She would make the people happy.
Majora was still asleep. As he slept, the demon remembered something a long time ago, the day of his birth. The memory came rushing back to him in the form of a dream.
Darkness, everywhere. How he relished it. The darkness seemed to change as time went on. Pieces of other creature's minds entered the darkness. He absorbed them, gaining knowledge of the world beyond his darkness. More and more memories came towards him. He absorbed them all, one after the other, and soon gained the complete knowledge and experiences of three of Hell's greatest demons, Baal, Mephistopheles, and Beelzebub. Although he possessed the minds of the three, he was none of them. He was something else entirely. All of a sudden, the darkness seemed confining. He wanted to know what he was, why he had these three minds in his possession, what he was supposed to do. He lashed out, and the darkness shattered. He was suddenly aware of his body, small yet fearsome. He wanted to grow. He would. He looked around himself. He was in a great chamber, no, an open space. He was standing on a wide circular field covered with black sand. High stone walls rose around him. Old bloodstains were splattered on the walls. Above the walls were row upon row of stands, filled with cheering demons. He was obviously in a coliseum. Jutting right over the wall was a booth with elaborate tapestries and wall hangings. A bowl of eyeballs sat on a table, along with some other food. In the middle of the booth was a great throne, depicted with images of fear and despair. It sat upon the backs of twenty dead humans. Seated on this huge throne was a horrific being of indescribable malevolence, the very embodiment of evil himself. And yes, he was holding a two-pronged pitchfork. He smiled a gruesome grin at the new being. "Ah, my son, at last you have awakened! I can see on your face that you have an idea of who I am. Let me tell you my identity. I am called many names in many universes. My true name is thus: Satan. You are my son, my greatest infernal achievement." "What is my name? What am I here for?" asked the new demon. "Your name was once three, Beelzebub, Mephistopheles, and Baal. These three great demons bravely sacrificed themselves in my service and I have given them new life as you. You are the three in one, the greatest demon to ever live. Your name is Majora." "Ma-jo-ra. I like it." "Good. You are here to be tested." "Why?" "Even if you are my son, you must earn the title. To do so, you must defeat a phantom I have created for you to fight. Are you ready?" Majora nodded. "Then we shall begin." Satan raised his pitchfork. A lightning bolt shot from it, striking the center of the arena. The lightning gathered into a single form, solidifying and making a body for itself. Looking like a giant bat, it flew into the air, ready for battle. The electric bat fired a particle beam at Majora. The demon dodged the beam and threw a fireball at the bat. It made contact and the phantom screeched. Majora correctly interpreted fire as the phantom's weakness, and instantly hurled a larger fireball. The projectile struck the bat. It screeched louder and fell to the ground. As Majora ran over to the fallen phantom, it suddenly changed shape, looking like himself! Majora was so surprised he was unable to block the phantom's particle beam. He wailed and stepped back. Angrily, he threw a larger fireball then the last one at the phantom of himself. It screeched and split into three, each copy of himself running away. Instincts taking over, Majora bounded after one of the phantoms. He leaped onto its back, gouging into its back with his claws. The phantom screamed as Majora tore through its false flesh, finally dissolving in a burst of static. Majora then went after the second phantom and cornered it by the wall. When the copy tried t run alongside the wall, Majora incinerated it with a blast of fire breath, destroying it. The third phantom stopped running, turned around, and fired a particle beam. Majora stuck his hands out, catching the beam. He absorbed the blast, reformed it in his hands, and shot it back, destroying the last phantom. The crowd went wild. Majora looked up at Satan. "I have destroyed your phantom, father. Have I passed your test?" The Devil nodded, pleased. "That was a nice display of power, Majora. Although I admit I may have made my phantom a little too weak. You had no trouble at all with it." "It was pretty easy." "Well, no matter. I may now tell you what your purpose is. To destroy." "Destroy?" "Yes. All demons love to destroy things of the mortal realm. By doing so, they allow me to get closer to freeing myself from this Hell. As mightiest of all demons, you must go forth and lead an army of infernal spirits like yourself to the mortal realms, rampaging and stealing all the souls you can. Each world you claim for me takes me a great deal closer to freedom and revenge against my loss in the past. It will take a bit of time before you are ready to take on this awesome task, though. You must be patient as I educate you so you can take on the true mantle of Demon Prince." "I will wait as long as it takes, father." "Good. Now, to reward you for your victory." Satan gestured, and a dozen poles appeared out of nowhere, sticking out of the ground. Near each pole was a poor, almost pitiable damned soul. Chains led from the pole, linked to manacles locked around the damned's waist, neck, wrists, ankles, and hair. Yes, hair. They struggled with the chains, screaming. "These twelve are damned for rape. While I do reward some damned by turning them into demons, I do not think these twelve deserve that honor. I want you to devour them, drinking their blood to increase your strength." "With pleasure!" With a mighty roar, Majora bounded towards the closest damned.
Majora awoke. A great anger and sadness came over him. He was a failure. He had failed his mission of destruction because of an imp. He had betrayed his father's trust by losing. For all he knew, Satan had already made a new demon to take his place. It was possible. There was only one way he could think of to stop that from happening, to redeem himself in his father's eyes. And that would be to slaughter the entire population of a planet, all by himself. And he would do just that, once he was free. And he was already close, so close to freedom already. "I will show you Father," said the demon. "I will show you that I can do exactly what you made me for. I will kill them all for you. Every single one of them will die."
Spooky, wasn't it? Okay, I admit this is just a piece of fluff, but it came to me to do this while writing the battle chapter, but I didn't want to make the fight longer than it already would be, so I gave a whole separate chapter to these memories. Sorry about it, but I promise the final match will be up soon. Next time: This is it, the moment you've been waiting for. The final match between Scales and Majora is beginning. Which of these two fighters will win this final battle? Find out next time on.Super Smash Bosses!