L'Espoir Final- The Final Hope

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Chapter Three- The New Master

Calvin and Max looked down the corridor. It was a shadowed figure, albeit not the evil one. It stepped into the light to reveal a tall male, brown hair, a scar running down his right cheek, and a tilted black hat over his left eye. On his back was strapped a sword.

"The name's Drake." He said. "I feel as though I can help you." Calvin acknowledged his presence with a running kick. Drake caught Calvin's foot and threw him into a wall. Calvin jumped off of the wall.

"Not bad." Calvin smiled. "I can do one better." Smirked Drake, and with these words, his eyes turned blue.

Calvin was frozen in his tracks. "What the..." he asked. Drake chuckled. "You can't move until I say so, or until I blink."

For the next three months, Calvin trained with aid from Drake. At the end of the three-month session, Drake looked Calvin in the eye. "Calvin." He stated calmly. "I want you to imagine everybody you know in great pain. Think of how your victory has been stolen. RELEASE YOUR ANGER!"

Calvin let out a scream that made one's blood boil. Two hairs flew in the air. His eyes produced tears in a steady stream. His face became a blood red, then a purple. His teeth grit into each other. Suddenly, Calvin collapsed.

Drake stepped over, his boots making a squeaking noise. Drake picked Calvin up from the ground and smiled. "You've gained much strength from that exercise, but it's nearly impossible to repeat." Drake paused now, then, in an awful voice, said, "I think you're ready now."

Drake and Calvin walked down the streets. In their three months of training, their world had gone from an empty heaven to a vacant hell. Calvin saw Drake clutch his saber's handle. A sneer penetrated his lips

The shadow appeared again. "Ah, Drake, I see you're back." He chuckled.

"Back to stop you." Drake said.

The shadow burst into hysterics. "Good luck."

The two charged at each other before Calvin even knew what was happening. Calvin jumped into the fray and offered Drake his support. Drake pulled back and watched Calvin beat mercilessly on the shadowed figure. However, Calvin was losing stamina. Drake focused on the shadow and froze him, and he and Calvin attacked.

It was all jabs, kicks, elbows, and punches for about a minute, then Drake released the shadow, who collapsed. Dead.

Calvin smiled. "Yes! The demon is dead!"

Drake shook his head. "That was just the first demon in this demonic world." He sighed.

A voice came from the remains of Susie's home, stating, "That's right, amigo."

Drake's face paled at the sight of this, and Calvin scowled. "Who are you, to speak with such authority over us?"

"Who am I?" replied the creature. "I'm your nightmares, your hatred, your fears, your anger, your sorrows, and, in short, your worst nightmare." Drake pulled his saber from its scabberd. There was a flash, a roar, and the next thing Calvin knew, Drake was on the ground, dead. Calvin was ticked. He shouted to the abyss, "Je suis l'espoir final!" And, with those words, Calvin charged into battle.