L'Espoir Final

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Chapter Six- Moe vs. Calvin

Moe smiled. "Hopefully you'll be more of a challenge than your friends." He pressed a button, and a circular area lifted from the middle. Calvin hoisted Drake's blade into the sky. For Max. For Susie. For Hobbes. For Drake.

Moe and Calvin charged at each other, and fought so intensely with their sabers than it seemed humanly possible. Calvin allowed sweat to fill his forehead and shot his sword straight into Moe's arm. Moe reeled in pain and kicked Calvin.

Calvin fell backwards towards the edge. He managed to grab the edge of the platform. Hobbes helped him up, despite his wounds.

Moe laughed and charged up a blue orb of energy in his left hand's palm, then hit Calvin with it. Calvin fell to the floor. Hobbes extended his hand. Calvin brought his glove to his mouth to wipe the blood from his mouth. "Hobbes... you are the final hope... L'Espoir Final... All this time, I've fought to stop Moe in hope of gaining the title of the Final Hope, but now... the strength is in you..." Calvin smiled.

"What of you?" Hobbes asked.

Calvin looked into Moe's eyes. "I'll stop him. Here. Now."

Hobbes nodded. He jumped off and closed the door just as he heard Calvin punching Moe. Wondering why Calvin didn't use the sword until he saw a metal blade at his side... Drake's Blade had another owner.

Susie found out what happened, and she went berserk. Hobbes tried to stop her. "The best way to help him is to wait."

Susie punched Hobbes, stole Drake's sword, and walked onto the elevator to the platform where the fight was happening. Moe laughed and placed a bleeding Calvin on the ground. He instantly charged at Moe.

Hobbes watched in horror. Moe pounded mercilessly on Susie. She, too, was becoming a bloody body. Hobbes nodded his head, and cleared the thirty feet that suspended the platform in a great pounce.

"Leave them alone." He stated calmly.

"Haven't you learned?" asked Moe.

"That doesn't matter."

"Well, then, why don't I summon my army?"

"Yes, do it. I'm sure that they'd love to see you die like the rat you are."

Moe looked shocked as he sent the order. "COME, TROOPS!"

Hobbes, meanwhile, knelt over Calvin and spoke some Elvish. Calvin got up, better. Hobbes did the same with Susie. Moe, meanwhile, saw this.

"Ha! Here's my army!"

The door opened, and in streamed an army, indeed- an army consisting of Calvin's parents, Rosalyn, Uncle Max, Ms. Wormwood, Charlie, and Calvin's "friends" from school.

Hobbes turned to Moe and smiled. "Who is the victor now?" he asked.