Chapter 1: So it begins.

Wild§lash opened his eyes to behold a surreal environment. A fog of some sort gently flowed across the deck...ground? He sat up and took in his surroundings. All around his bed was this strange fog. His bed itself wasn't in his quarters, even though he coulda sworn he had fallen to sleep there. He got out of the bed to discover that he was fully clothed already!

"What is going on here?" §lash thought. Just then a deep, gravelly voice from behind spoke..

"Hiya §lashy, care to dance?" §lash whirled around, yet didn't see anything.

"Who are you?" He called out.

"Ahh...a waltz. You like that classical bull honky do you?? Ha ha ha!" The voice's laugh had incredible evil menace to it, and it did two things to Wild. One, it annoyed him greatly. Two, he wished even more greatly for his Katana. Just thinking about it made him long for it's comforting weight on his...

"Wait a sec..." §lash reached behind him and grasped a handle and pulled. Schhhink! Out of a schabbord came his Katana, as beautiful as ever. "How did...?" he started to think when the fog suddenly blew away in a strong breeze. In the middle of the large room that Wild was in stood a tall, kinda scrawny looking being. His shirt was striped, his pants black. Atop his head was a black felt, or so it appeared. His arms were crossed over his chest, and on his face was an evil grimace. His face was repulsive, scarred and burned.

§lash cocked an eyebrow, then said, "Are you the one who abducted me? Cause if you are, you made a grave mistake. And you're awfully ugly to have gotten on the station." He held his Katana in a low, yet firm grip.

The burnt one chuckled, then replied, "I didn't abduct you, not yet anyways hehehe. Yes I did get on the station, but not in the way you're thinking." The being took slow strides toward §lash, seeming to get larger as he did. "As for it being a mistake....oooooh....I'm so scared...YAHAHAHAHAH!!!" The manical laugh was sharp in Wild's ears, but he ignored it, as he brought the sword up into the ready postion.

"So who are you?" Talk wasn't going to work on this thing, but some information was better than none at all. He focused his concentration, waiting for an answer. "I have no idea what this thing is up to, but it appears that I'll have to kill him." The thought startled him. §lash had no idea why he felt he had to kill him, yet the evil menace of this thing was overwhelming. Clearly, it had no good intentions.

"Who am I??" The being stopped walking, and uncrossed his arms sharply. On his left hand was a contraption of sorts, with long sharp knives attached. They moved through the air with the same schhhnik sound as §lashs' Katana.

"I go by the name of Freddy, but it won't be for long. I'm thinking Wild§lash is a good name for me."

"Think again," and §lash leaped at Freddy. With a swift twirl and downward thrust of the sword, Wild nailed Freddy in the left shoulder. Moving fast, Wild withdrew then spun left and cut a leg off. Freddy screeched in pain as he fell, but before he hit the ground §lash took his blade in an upward strike that felled Freddys' dangerous left arm. With a jump backwards Wild was out of Freddy's range, his sword at the ready.

Wild was calm, clear, focused. A match for anyone on the station without a lightsaber (and a match for a few that did), prepared for anything he could think of. Yet, he wasn't prepared for what came next.

"Why...you cut off my arm!" Freddy sat up, grabbed his loose arm, and stuck it back on. "Tis but a scratch though...hahahahah!" The left arm moved easily. §lash's eyes went wide, his mouth dropped, his shock complete and utter.

"Impossible! There's no way!" Freddy by this time had slapped his leg back on and was standing as if the attack never happened.

"Now...it's my turn! MeeerrrHAAAA!!" Freddy's attack came lightning fast, and §lash was barely able to parry it with his sword. Leaping to the right, Wild attempted a crosswise cut that would take Freddy's head, but it was blocked by the knives. For what seemed like an hour, the clash and clang of metal on metal filled the air, till they both broke apart for a moment to catch their breath.

"I have never fought anything like this, his strength and speed increase, yet mine is about to go. I have to finish him now!"

Freddy, for his part, just stood there, and smiled wickedly.

With a roar of defiance, §lash made his final attack....