By Zelloss (Dreamer)
Cybersystem Interactive RPG is now re-available at groups.msn.com/cybersystemgaiden
Author's Note: WARNING: Terrible, TERRIBLE puns!!!
WARNING: Violence Level - Medium
Storyline 2 - Reaction
Chapter 5 - Behind the Masquerade
Kinzoku, Manic, Joseph, Ryuu, and Gregario dashed forwards, towards the huge spire that stood at the top of the net.
"Look! It's him!" Kinzoku shouted, pointing.
At the base of the spire, a figure could be seen. Power was flying from the antennae into the ground, and spreading around, all eventually connecting back to him. The net was starting to darken.
"What is he trying to do?" Manic shouted.
"He's gathering power... For something..." Ryuu kept running. "We have to stop him!"
"Heavy Weight! Magical Sword!" Joseph shouted. He tossed the shining ball over his shoulder, as he grabbed the long, glowing, rainbow-colored sword.
"What is he...?" Gregario watched, as the weight swung back... Then...
*WHAP*
"HAAA!" Joseph was smashed in the back, and was sent like a golf ball straight towards Aim. The others ran behind him.
Aim looked up, just in time. He caught the sword with one hand.
Blood leaked from his palm, as Aim muttered something. The sword dissapeared.
"So, you're going to try and stop me, are you?" Aim laughed. He swung his palm into Joseph's chest, sending the young teen flying. In the other hand, he held a strange, glowing orb. Dynast was inside, Joseph could tell. Aim tossed it over his head, and it stayed there.
Joseph rolled on the ground, his cyberbody becoming battered. He stood up, slowly, and looked at Aim.
"It's foolish to try and fight me..." Aim smiled, as the others caught up to Joseph.
Ryuu tapped the side of his helmet, and a visor sweeped over his eye. He looked hard at Aim.
Ryuu froze. "Oh... my god... This power is... it's... it's..."
"Incredible" Aim laughed. "I know."
"There's no way, not even all of us together... No way in hell we can beat him!" Ryuu exclaimed, stunned.
* * * * *
Dreamer stood hard, looking at the hawk-like Enkou.
Then, suddenly, Dreamer was dashing forward, holding the Ninjato in one hand. His speed was incredible.
Enkou shot up. Dreamer dissapeared, for a moment. Enkou pushed backwards, and it was to his luck, as Dreamer jumped down from above Enkou.
"You're fast..." Enkou laughed.
"You're not so bad yourself..." Dreamer grinned, as he made another dash for Enkou.
Enkou grinned, shooting forward and turning, as Dreamer dissapeared. He gave a hard flap of his wings.
A burst of black air shot out, but Dreamer wasn't there.
Enkou's right arm was torn open, as Dreamer dropped down behind him. "You can't take me on... I know all of your moves..."
"No you don't" Enkou laughed. "There's no way you can..."
"Possible know what I'm thinking right now, miserable scum?" Dreamer finished. Enkou stopped, cold.
"So you can read minds..." Enkou laughed. "Is it because of Blackfang?"
"It's because of what I was taught... And I have a job to do..." Dreamer dashed for Enkou, dissapearing.
Enkou laughed, folding his wings up around himself.
Dreamer appeared in mid air, and dropped, bringing the spiked palm of his Shuko Glove straight into Enkou's wing.
The wing tore open, green virusite dropping from it.
"Virusite!?" Enkou gaped. "What!? Where?"
"I won't tell you that. Now, then I suggest you log out, before the virus deletes you permanently..."
Enkou paused, but his wing was already fading. "I'll be back, Dreamer..."
Dreamer laughed, his hair turning back to purple and his eyes calming. "I'm sure you will. I'd hate to see you go for good!"
Enkou collapsed to the ground, his body turning back to normal. The damaged wing was faded out, the virusite gone from him, but he was still exhausted.
Dreamer turned towards the others, and ran off, going as fast as he could.
Then he saw his sons.
Dreamer looked down at them for a moment. Then he looked at Miyuu.
"Take care of them... Or else" he warned, before dashing off.
Miyuu and Tsuki sat, stunned.
"Did you just... hear something?" Tsuki asked, looking up from Marius.
"Yes..." Miyuu nodded. "I think we'd better take care of these two."
* * * * *
Sirius and Jezin looked at each other. "Did you see? They just left..." Sirius gulped. "And I think I saw Dreamer..."
"Aim took off. He's got Dynast, doesn't he?" Jezin asked.
Sirius nodded.
"Then we've got no time! Comeon!" Jezin shouted, taking off.
* * * * *
Aim laughed. Manic jumped towards him.
"Try this! Burner Special!"
"Advance Attack, Deluxe Watertower!" Aim slammed his hand into the ground. A huge tower of water washed out from under Manic, sending him flying up into the air, crashing beside the others.
He panted for a few moments, his fire obviously doused.
"You bastard!" Kinzoku ran towards Aim. "Holy Strike!"
"Dark Wall!" Aim laughed. A tall barrier of darkness erupted in front of him, absorbing the attack.
"And, now," the barrier dissapeared, "Try this! Mass Bomb!"
Aim hurled a blue orb towards Kinzoku. Kinzoku ran for it.
"Not so fast! Zap Ring Special!"
Aim grabbed a huge glowing hoop of energy, and hurled it at Kinzoku. It hit him, and he was suddenly wrapped up in coils of electricity. The blast of the huge bomb caught him, knocking him out and severely burning his sides. Part of his bicep was blown open, the muscle showing itself, blood pooling beside Kinzoku.
"Damnit! Kinzoku!!! Grass Stage!" Ryuu shouted. "Old Wood, Summon!"
The field was covered in grass. Eight wooden towers spread out around Aim.
"Salamander Flame!" Aim laughed, and the towers burst into flame. A ball of fire shot out at Ryuu.
"Not this time!" Gregario jumped for Ryuu, knocking him over and out of the way. The ball of fire exploded in the background.
"Thanks..." Ryuu muttered, passing out from shock. Gregario stood up.
"Yo Yo 3, SP!" Gregario commanded, grabbing the two and swinging them about, dashing towards Aim.
"You're a fool!" Aim laughed. "Do you think you have a shot where others failed?"
"I sure do!" Gregario dashed to the side, grabbing both Yo-Yos in his hands.
"Try me!" Aim grinned.
"Art of Yo-Fu!" Gregario grinned back. "High and Yo [Low]"
Gregario pulled back, and shot the two Yo-Yos out behind him. He swung the right one around high, and the left one around low.
Aim jumped the bottom one, his arm catching the string of the other. It wrapped tight around the Yo-Yo.
Aim gave his arm a pull, taking the string with him and disarming Gregario's Yo-Yo SP.
"Yo-Yo 2! Now, Art of the Yola [Bola]!"
Gregario swung his two Yo-Yos around, and then launched one suddenly. It swung horizontaly, catching Aim around the neck.
Aim grabbed for the string, but the Yo-Yo latched onto the back of Aim's shirt collar.
Aim choked for a moment, as the Yo-Yo cut into the side of his neck, drawing blood. He grabbed the cord, and snapped it quickly, dislodging the weapon.
Already, Gregario had pulled out his last Yo-Yo, and dashed towards Aim. "Y [X]-Strike!"
Gregario swung both Yo-Yos in a cross-like shape.
Aim extended one steel foot, and the two Yo-Yos shattered on contact.
"My weapons!" Gregario cried out. "You cruel little..."
Aim smashed Gregario hard across the skull, sending him crashing, his head cut wide open. He fell to the ground, his head bleeding.
"Gregario!" Joseph pulled himself up and ran over. "Are you okay?"
The blood started to pool around Gregario's head. He was unconcious.
"Of course he's not okay... And you shouldn't be!" Aim laughed. "Falcon Punch, Activate!" he punched towards Joseph.
Joseph closed his eyes. Impact didn't come.
The invisible punch had been deflected. Dreamer stood in front of him.
Slowly, Ryuu rose to his feet. "Dreamer... What is Aim...?"
Kinzoku pushed himself back into conciousness. He held his bicep as he tried to sit decently, recovering and watching.
"He needs to be destroyed before he frees Dynast..." Dreamer growled. "Aim, I've had about enough of your games. And I know who you really are."
"Really, now?" Aim laughed. "Are you so sure of that? Then who am I?"
"Great-uncle Matson Grausherra, I demand that you stop this" Dreamer demanded.
Aim froze. "So you do know!"
He raised his head a bit. Slowly, the long brown hair fell away, revealing short, untidy, purple hair. The clothes peeled away, revealing a black t-shirt and black jeans, both made out of some thin, wrinkly fabric. Several holes dotten the shirt and jeans, revealing battle scars.
"Matson...?" Ryuu blinked. "Who...?"
"Zel's brother... His evil brother..." Dreamer muttered.
"But... How...?"
"It is a long story. He should have died with the Cybersuits..." Dreamer muttered. "But no... He got trapped here in the Cyberworld instead... And now he's tried to come back and take revenge..."
"You've got it..." Matson grinned. "But I can't let you live any longer..."
Matson dived forwards, a long dark sword forming in his hand.
Dreamer dived towards Matson. "Cover your eyes, sir Joseph. This will get ugly."
Dreamer stabbed upwards, catching and removing Matson's left arm. It flew off more then dropped off, blood stemming from the wound. Part of the bone could be seen sticking out.
Joseph quickly averted his gaze, but Ryuu watched.
Dreamer turned around, and spun, hacking off Matson's opposite leg before Matson had even turned. Matson started to fall, more blood shooting out of his leg, muscle spreading all over the ground. The orb dropped to the ground and rolled.
Matson finally managed to shout out in pain, and before he was even down, there was a few more cuts.
Joseph looked up, turned away from the others.
A glob of muscle flew past Joseph... Was that his stomach? Joseph wondered.
Joseph suddenly felt like his own stomach was about to empty.
Ryuu gazed, entranced. "Oh my god... Dreamer... Why did you...?"
Kinzoku stared, as a couple flecks of blood dotted his face. "Even... even I wouldn't... Oh... Nobody... Nobody deserves..."
* * * * *
Miyuu and Tsuki watched, as a bit of muscle flew from the group towards them. Miyuu and Tsuki exchanged looks.
"Oh my god..." Miyuu gaped. "Do you think this..."
"Was Aim that did this?" Tsuki offered.
"No, that this WAS Aim?" Miyuu pointed to it.
"Dreamer must have meant buisness..." Tsuki stuck her tounge out. "Bit brutal though..."
"A bit?" Miyuu gulped. "Look... You can see bits of blood and muscle and skin... And you say that's only a bit?"
Tsuki looked down, having no want to tell Miyuu.
"What's the matter?" Miyuu asked.
"If I told you, you'd have to promise not to tell anybody..." Tsuki looked away.
"What?"
"I'm a killer" Tsuki muttered. "Not as bad as Dreamer... But... I am."
"I never... I never..." Miyuu gaped.
"Every full moon it happens... That's why you never see me then... I just... kill people... Without even wanting to..." Tsuki looked down.
"Oh, you poor thing..." Miyuu ran over and grabbed onto her. "Don't worry, I'll keep your secret..."
"Thank you..." Tsuki smiled. "Now what about the kids?"
"Who... kids?" Seinjaii finally was stirring, he was breathing. And obviously, hearing.
"Did you hear?" Tsuki asked.
"Hear what?" Seinjaii slowly tried to push himself up. "I just woke up, okay!"
Miyuu laughed. "Here, let me help you..."
Marius let out a soft moan, and started breathing again. Tsuki ran over and grabbed him.
"Oh, you poor thing..." Tsuki looked at the wounded child.
* * * * *
Dreamer knelt down, tired. "I've used up so much..."
"What?"
"I had to slow down time to do that..." Dreamer muttered. "I had to use so much energy I broke the laws... Of time and space... I broke them to kill him... Let me rest for a bit..."
Dreamer collapsed, landing in a pool of Matson's blood. The undernet began to brighten up again, the spire stopped sparkling.
Joseph ran over. "Dreamer? Dreamer?"
"Are you guys okay?" Miyuu cried out. She was kinda half-walking half-crawling, Seinjaii on her left, being supported over her shoulder via his right arm. Tsuki was carrying Marius in her arms. Behind her, slowly, came Enkou, still recovering.
Seinjaii saw his father. He quickly moved away from Miyuu, stumbling a bit, but running over. "Dad! Dad!"
Marius looked over, and forced himself out of Tsuki's hands. He landed, took a moment, then quickly tried to make his way over to his father. He reached him the same time as Seinjaii.
Seinjaii collapsed onto his knees, the shuriken that had once been there now removed. He grabbed his dad's shoulder.
"The fool get himself killed?" Enkou curse.
"Dad... Are you okay?" Seinjaii cried out.
"Daddy...?" Marius looked at him.
"He's okay, I think..." Seinjaii smiled. "Listen, you can hear him breathing..."
Marius paused, listening. "Oh... Oh thank god, he's okay, daddy's okay!"
Miyuu smiled. They were so innocent... They didn't even seem to notice the blood that was staining their pants... or the head that had falled beside them... Sliced wide open...
Miyuu held in her lunch.
Enkou looked at the kids. "Dreamers sons?" he thought. "I didn't know... Well, I cannot take my revenge on Dreamer if he is dead... But he will be weakened if he loses his sons... Yes, that's what I will have to do..."
Seinjaii looked at Maton's smashed skull. "What...? What is that!?"
He pointed.
A wisp of black smoke was rising from Matson's mutilated head.
Marius looked at it. He backed off, instinctively, fear in his eyes.
"Something's wrong..." Seinjaii looked at it. "This... this is so evil..."
Sirius and Jezin ran towards them. "Are we too late!?"
"Stay back!" Seinjaii shouted, but it was too late.
A black chain of energy shot from both of their shoulders, zooming into the black ball of light. It grew in size.
"Something... What...?" Sirius collapsed to his knees. "I feel so weak... What's happening...?"
"Blackfang..." Jezin breathed deep, trying to retain conciousness.
"This is impossible!" Ryuu gaped. "This is some... A super-virus... But... It's human... And it's not human or virus..."
"Then what the hell is it?" Manic cried, as he stood up again, finally recovering.
"What Jezin said..." Kinzoku growled. "This is... Blackfang..." he muttered out loud. Then, to himself, he whispered. "Ancestors protect me from this evil..."
A dark voice laughed. "You're all fools, you know that...?"
A bolt of dark energy shot out from what was left of the orb Matson had been holding. It zoomed into the Orb.
"It's collecting itself..." Seinjaii pulled back, grabbing Marius' arm and pulling him away.
"You shouldn't have tried to stop it... But here, where so many holders put themselves at once..." the deep voice laughed. "Now, you can see my world..."
"Your world!? What!?" Seinjaii cried out.
"Run! Run now!" Sirius shouted. "You guys won't be able to handle this!"
"We're not going to run!" Kinzoku looked over at the injured, almost dead Gregario. "We... We have to fight!"
"Of course you do... You pitiful humans have always made those mistakes!" the voice laughed. "Now, then..."
Dreamer's body flared up with black energy, then, suddenly, it was gone, absorbed into the darkness.
And the darkness expanded.
And covered all.
Everybody's vision dissapeared.
* * * * *
Slowly, everybody awoke.
They were standing on a dark plane. Even Gregario was halfway concious. Jezin, Enkou, Dreamer, Seinjaii, Marius, and Sirius were nowhere to be seen. There was nothing.
"What is this place?" Miyuu cried out.
"I don't know..." Ryuu tapped the side of his helmet. No visor came out. In fact, he had tapped his skull.
"Our cyberbodies...?" Miyuu looked around, and looked at Ryuu. "What are you wearing...?"
Ryuu looked at himself. He was wearing a weird Kimono-style shirt, except that it was caught in a much-larger-then-normal crimson sash, and baggy silver pants. "We're all wearing this..."
"I wonder what this is...?" Tsuki looked at it. She noticed on instinct that the crimson color was the same color as blood. Did it mean something?
"Guys... What...?" Gregario sounded dizzy and drunk. "God, my head hurts..."
"Oh, Gregario! Thank the gods, you're okay!" Joseph tried to run over, and found that he could run, as if there was solid ground. He grabbed onto Gregario. "I thought you were... dead..."
"I think I was..." Gregario shuddered. "Mabye we all are..."
"It's... possible..." Kinzoku shuttered. "Is that why we're so cold... Why we seem so different?"
"We're not dead..." Miyuu said. "This... isn't... death... I know it isn't..."
"Why are you certain about that?" Tsuki cried out. "We don't have a clue within a million miles! Just look around!"
"I have" Miyuu responded. "Can't you see?"
"See what?"
"This place... Akihara..." Miyuu gaped.
The image slowly faded into view, in black-and-white, as if from an old, old movie. Everybody was standing on the cement.
Except this was the Akihara of the past. This was the time when the city was bustling.
"Are we...?" Joseph gaped.
"Back in time?" Ryuu finished.
Cybersystem Interactive RPG is now re-available at groups.msn.com/cybersystemgaiden
Author's Note: WARNING: Terrible, TERRIBLE puns!!!
WARNING: Violence Level - Medium
Storyline 2 - Reaction
Chapter 5 - Behind the Masquerade
Kinzoku, Manic, Joseph, Ryuu, and Gregario dashed forwards, towards the huge spire that stood at the top of the net.
"Look! It's him!" Kinzoku shouted, pointing.
At the base of the spire, a figure could be seen. Power was flying from the antennae into the ground, and spreading around, all eventually connecting back to him. The net was starting to darken.
"What is he trying to do?" Manic shouted.
"He's gathering power... For something..." Ryuu kept running. "We have to stop him!"
"Heavy Weight! Magical Sword!" Joseph shouted. He tossed the shining ball over his shoulder, as he grabbed the long, glowing, rainbow-colored sword.
"What is he...?" Gregario watched, as the weight swung back... Then...
*WHAP*
"HAAA!" Joseph was smashed in the back, and was sent like a golf ball straight towards Aim. The others ran behind him.
Aim looked up, just in time. He caught the sword with one hand.
Blood leaked from his palm, as Aim muttered something. The sword dissapeared.
"So, you're going to try and stop me, are you?" Aim laughed. He swung his palm into Joseph's chest, sending the young teen flying. In the other hand, he held a strange, glowing orb. Dynast was inside, Joseph could tell. Aim tossed it over his head, and it stayed there.
Joseph rolled on the ground, his cyberbody becoming battered. He stood up, slowly, and looked at Aim.
"It's foolish to try and fight me..." Aim smiled, as the others caught up to Joseph.
Ryuu tapped the side of his helmet, and a visor sweeped over his eye. He looked hard at Aim.
Ryuu froze. "Oh... my god... This power is... it's... it's..."
"Incredible" Aim laughed. "I know."
"There's no way, not even all of us together... No way in hell we can beat him!" Ryuu exclaimed, stunned.
* * * * *
Dreamer stood hard, looking at the hawk-like Enkou.
Then, suddenly, Dreamer was dashing forward, holding the Ninjato in one hand. His speed was incredible.
Enkou shot up. Dreamer dissapeared, for a moment. Enkou pushed backwards, and it was to his luck, as Dreamer jumped down from above Enkou.
"You're fast..." Enkou laughed.
"You're not so bad yourself..." Dreamer grinned, as he made another dash for Enkou.
Enkou grinned, shooting forward and turning, as Dreamer dissapeared. He gave a hard flap of his wings.
A burst of black air shot out, but Dreamer wasn't there.
Enkou's right arm was torn open, as Dreamer dropped down behind him. "You can't take me on... I know all of your moves..."
"No you don't" Enkou laughed. "There's no way you can..."
"Possible know what I'm thinking right now, miserable scum?" Dreamer finished. Enkou stopped, cold.
"So you can read minds..." Enkou laughed. "Is it because of Blackfang?"
"It's because of what I was taught... And I have a job to do..." Dreamer dashed for Enkou, dissapearing.
Enkou laughed, folding his wings up around himself.
Dreamer appeared in mid air, and dropped, bringing the spiked palm of his Shuko Glove straight into Enkou's wing.
The wing tore open, green virusite dropping from it.
"Virusite!?" Enkou gaped. "What!? Where?"
"I won't tell you that. Now, then I suggest you log out, before the virus deletes you permanently..."
Enkou paused, but his wing was already fading. "I'll be back, Dreamer..."
Dreamer laughed, his hair turning back to purple and his eyes calming. "I'm sure you will. I'd hate to see you go for good!"
Enkou collapsed to the ground, his body turning back to normal. The damaged wing was faded out, the virusite gone from him, but he was still exhausted.
Dreamer turned towards the others, and ran off, going as fast as he could.
Then he saw his sons.
Dreamer looked down at them for a moment. Then he looked at Miyuu.
"Take care of them... Or else" he warned, before dashing off.
Miyuu and Tsuki sat, stunned.
"Did you just... hear something?" Tsuki asked, looking up from Marius.
"Yes..." Miyuu nodded. "I think we'd better take care of these two."
* * * * *
Sirius and Jezin looked at each other. "Did you see? They just left..." Sirius gulped. "And I think I saw Dreamer..."
"Aim took off. He's got Dynast, doesn't he?" Jezin asked.
Sirius nodded.
"Then we've got no time! Comeon!" Jezin shouted, taking off.
* * * * *
Aim laughed. Manic jumped towards him.
"Try this! Burner Special!"
"Advance Attack, Deluxe Watertower!" Aim slammed his hand into the ground. A huge tower of water washed out from under Manic, sending him flying up into the air, crashing beside the others.
He panted for a few moments, his fire obviously doused.
"You bastard!" Kinzoku ran towards Aim. "Holy Strike!"
"Dark Wall!" Aim laughed. A tall barrier of darkness erupted in front of him, absorbing the attack.
"And, now," the barrier dissapeared, "Try this! Mass Bomb!"
Aim hurled a blue orb towards Kinzoku. Kinzoku ran for it.
"Not so fast! Zap Ring Special!"
Aim grabbed a huge glowing hoop of energy, and hurled it at Kinzoku. It hit him, and he was suddenly wrapped up in coils of electricity. The blast of the huge bomb caught him, knocking him out and severely burning his sides. Part of his bicep was blown open, the muscle showing itself, blood pooling beside Kinzoku.
"Damnit! Kinzoku!!! Grass Stage!" Ryuu shouted. "Old Wood, Summon!"
The field was covered in grass. Eight wooden towers spread out around Aim.
"Salamander Flame!" Aim laughed, and the towers burst into flame. A ball of fire shot out at Ryuu.
"Not this time!" Gregario jumped for Ryuu, knocking him over and out of the way. The ball of fire exploded in the background.
"Thanks..." Ryuu muttered, passing out from shock. Gregario stood up.
"Yo Yo 3, SP!" Gregario commanded, grabbing the two and swinging them about, dashing towards Aim.
"You're a fool!" Aim laughed. "Do you think you have a shot where others failed?"
"I sure do!" Gregario dashed to the side, grabbing both Yo-Yos in his hands.
"Try me!" Aim grinned.
"Art of Yo-Fu!" Gregario grinned back. "High and Yo [Low]"
Gregario pulled back, and shot the two Yo-Yos out behind him. He swung the right one around high, and the left one around low.
Aim jumped the bottom one, his arm catching the string of the other. It wrapped tight around the Yo-Yo.
Aim gave his arm a pull, taking the string with him and disarming Gregario's Yo-Yo SP.
"Yo-Yo 2! Now, Art of the Yola [Bola]!"
Gregario swung his two Yo-Yos around, and then launched one suddenly. It swung horizontaly, catching Aim around the neck.
Aim grabbed for the string, but the Yo-Yo latched onto the back of Aim's shirt collar.
Aim choked for a moment, as the Yo-Yo cut into the side of his neck, drawing blood. He grabbed the cord, and snapped it quickly, dislodging the weapon.
Already, Gregario had pulled out his last Yo-Yo, and dashed towards Aim. "Y [X]-Strike!"
Gregario swung both Yo-Yos in a cross-like shape.
Aim extended one steel foot, and the two Yo-Yos shattered on contact.
"My weapons!" Gregario cried out. "You cruel little..."
Aim smashed Gregario hard across the skull, sending him crashing, his head cut wide open. He fell to the ground, his head bleeding.
"Gregario!" Joseph pulled himself up and ran over. "Are you okay?"
The blood started to pool around Gregario's head. He was unconcious.
"Of course he's not okay... And you shouldn't be!" Aim laughed. "Falcon Punch, Activate!" he punched towards Joseph.
Joseph closed his eyes. Impact didn't come.
The invisible punch had been deflected. Dreamer stood in front of him.
Slowly, Ryuu rose to his feet. "Dreamer... What is Aim...?"
Kinzoku pushed himself back into conciousness. He held his bicep as he tried to sit decently, recovering and watching.
"He needs to be destroyed before he frees Dynast..." Dreamer growled. "Aim, I've had about enough of your games. And I know who you really are."
"Really, now?" Aim laughed. "Are you so sure of that? Then who am I?"
"Great-uncle Matson Grausherra, I demand that you stop this" Dreamer demanded.
Aim froze. "So you do know!"
He raised his head a bit. Slowly, the long brown hair fell away, revealing short, untidy, purple hair. The clothes peeled away, revealing a black t-shirt and black jeans, both made out of some thin, wrinkly fabric. Several holes dotten the shirt and jeans, revealing battle scars.
"Matson...?" Ryuu blinked. "Who...?"
"Zel's brother... His evil brother..." Dreamer muttered.
"But... How...?"
"It is a long story. He should have died with the Cybersuits..." Dreamer muttered. "But no... He got trapped here in the Cyberworld instead... And now he's tried to come back and take revenge..."
"You've got it..." Matson grinned. "But I can't let you live any longer..."
Matson dived forwards, a long dark sword forming in his hand.
Dreamer dived towards Matson. "Cover your eyes, sir Joseph. This will get ugly."
Dreamer stabbed upwards, catching and removing Matson's left arm. It flew off more then dropped off, blood stemming from the wound. Part of the bone could be seen sticking out.
Joseph quickly averted his gaze, but Ryuu watched.
Dreamer turned around, and spun, hacking off Matson's opposite leg before Matson had even turned. Matson started to fall, more blood shooting out of his leg, muscle spreading all over the ground. The orb dropped to the ground and rolled.
Matson finally managed to shout out in pain, and before he was even down, there was a few more cuts.
Joseph looked up, turned away from the others.
A glob of muscle flew past Joseph... Was that his stomach? Joseph wondered.
Joseph suddenly felt like his own stomach was about to empty.
Ryuu gazed, entranced. "Oh my god... Dreamer... Why did you...?"
Kinzoku stared, as a couple flecks of blood dotted his face. "Even... even I wouldn't... Oh... Nobody... Nobody deserves..."
* * * * *
Miyuu and Tsuki watched, as a bit of muscle flew from the group towards them. Miyuu and Tsuki exchanged looks.
"Oh my god..." Miyuu gaped. "Do you think this..."
"Was Aim that did this?" Tsuki offered.
"No, that this WAS Aim?" Miyuu pointed to it.
"Dreamer must have meant buisness..." Tsuki stuck her tounge out. "Bit brutal though..."
"A bit?" Miyuu gulped. "Look... You can see bits of blood and muscle and skin... And you say that's only a bit?"
Tsuki looked down, having no want to tell Miyuu.
"What's the matter?" Miyuu asked.
"If I told you, you'd have to promise not to tell anybody..." Tsuki looked away.
"What?"
"I'm a killer" Tsuki muttered. "Not as bad as Dreamer... But... I am."
"I never... I never..." Miyuu gaped.
"Every full moon it happens... That's why you never see me then... I just... kill people... Without even wanting to..." Tsuki looked down.
"Oh, you poor thing..." Miyuu ran over and grabbed onto her. "Don't worry, I'll keep your secret..."
"Thank you..." Tsuki smiled. "Now what about the kids?"
"Who... kids?" Seinjaii finally was stirring, he was breathing. And obviously, hearing.
"Did you hear?" Tsuki asked.
"Hear what?" Seinjaii slowly tried to push himself up. "I just woke up, okay!"
Miyuu laughed. "Here, let me help you..."
Marius let out a soft moan, and started breathing again. Tsuki ran over and grabbed him.
"Oh, you poor thing..." Tsuki looked at the wounded child.
* * * * *
Dreamer knelt down, tired. "I've used up so much..."
"What?"
"I had to slow down time to do that..." Dreamer muttered. "I had to use so much energy I broke the laws... Of time and space... I broke them to kill him... Let me rest for a bit..."
Dreamer collapsed, landing in a pool of Matson's blood. The undernet began to brighten up again, the spire stopped sparkling.
Joseph ran over. "Dreamer? Dreamer?"
"Are you guys okay?" Miyuu cried out. She was kinda half-walking half-crawling, Seinjaii on her left, being supported over her shoulder via his right arm. Tsuki was carrying Marius in her arms. Behind her, slowly, came Enkou, still recovering.
Seinjaii saw his father. He quickly moved away from Miyuu, stumbling a bit, but running over. "Dad! Dad!"
Marius looked over, and forced himself out of Tsuki's hands. He landed, took a moment, then quickly tried to make his way over to his father. He reached him the same time as Seinjaii.
Seinjaii collapsed onto his knees, the shuriken that had once been there now removed. He grabbed his dad's shoulder.
"The fool get himself killed?" Enkou curse.
"Dad... Are you okay?" Seinjaii cried out.
"Daddy...?" Marius looked at him.
"He's okay, I think..." Seinjaii smiled. "Listen, you can hear him breathing..."
Marius paused, listening. "Oh... Oh thank god, he's okay, daddy's okay!"
Miyuu smiled. They were so innocent... They didn't even seem to notice the blood that was staining their pants... or the head that had falled beside them... Sliced wide open...
Miyuu held in her lunch.
Enkou looked at the kids. "Dreamers sons?" he thought. "I didn't know... Well, I cannot take my revenge on Dreamer if he is dead... But he will be weakened if he loses his sons... Yes, that's what I will have to do..."
Seinjaii looked at Maton's smashed skull. "What...? What is that!?"
He pointed.
A wisp of black smoke was rising from Matson's mutilated head.
Marius looked at it. He backed off, instinctively, fear in his eyes.
"Something's wrong..." Seinjaii looked at it. "This... this is so evil..."
Sirius and Jezin ran towards them. "Are we too late!?"
"Stay back!" Seinjaii shouted, but it was too late.
A black chain of energy shot from both of their shoulders, zooming into the black ball of light. It grew in size.
"Something... What...?" Sirius collapsed to his knees. "I feel so weak... What's happening...?"
"Blackfang..." Jezin breathed deep, trying to retain conciousness.
"This is impossible!" Ryuu gaped. "This is some... A super-virus... But... It's human... And it's not human or virus..."
"Then what the hell is it?" Manic cried, as he stood up again, finally recovering.
"What Jezin said..." Kinzoku growled. "This is... Blackfang..." he muttered out loud. Then, to himself, he whispered. "Ancestors protect me from this evil..."
A dark voice laughed. "You're all fools, you know that...?"
A bolt of dark energy shot out from what was left of the orb Matson had been holding. It zoomed into the Orb.
"It's collecting itself..." Seinjaii pulled back, grabbing Marius' arm and pulling him away.
"You shouldn't have tried to stop it... But here, where so many holders put themselves at once..." the deep voice laughed. "Now, you can see my world..."
"Your world!? What!?" Seinjaii cried out.
"Run! Run now!" Sirius shouted. "You guys won't be able to handle this!"
"We're not going to run!" Kinzoku looked over at the injured, almost dead Gregario. "We... We have to fight!"
"Of course you do... You pitiful humans have always made those mistakes!" the voice laughed. "Now, then..."
Dreamer's body flared up with black energy, then, suddenly, it was gone, absorbed into the darkness.
And the darkness expanded.
And covered all.
Everybody's vision dissapeared.
* * * * *
Slowly, everybody awoke.
They were standing on a dark plane. Even Gregario was halfway concious. Jezin, Enkou, Dreamer, Seinjaii, Marius, and Sirius were nowhere to be seen. There was nothing.
"What is this place?" Miyuu cried out.
"I don't know..." Ryuu tapped the side of his helmet. No visor came out. In fact, he had tapped his skull.
"Our cyberbodies...?" Miyuu looked around, and looked at Ryuu. "What are you wearing...?"
Ryuu looked at himself. He was wearing a weird Kimono-style shirt, except that it was caught in a much-larger-then-normal crimson sash, and baggy silver pants. "We're all wearing this..."
"I wonder what this is...?" Tsuki looked at it. She noticed on instinct that the crimson color was the same color as blood. Did it mean something?
"Guys... What...?" Gregario sounded dizzy and drunk. "God, my head hurts..."
"Oh, Gregario! Thank the gods, you're okay!" Joseph tried to run over, and found that he could run, as if there was solid ground. He grabbed onto Gregario. "I thought you were... dead..."
"I think I was..." Gregario shuddered. "Mabye we all are..."
"It's... possible..." Kinzoku shuttered. "Is that why we're so cold... Why we seem so different?"
"We're not dead..." Miyuu said. "This... isn't... death... I know it isn't..."
"Why are you certain about that?" Tsuki cried out. "We don't have a clue within a million miles! Just look around!"
"I have" Miyuu responded. "Can't you see?"
"See what?"
"This place... Akihara..." Miyuu gaped.
The image slowly faded into view, in black-and-white, as if from an old, old movie. Everybody was standing on the cement.
Except this was the Akihara of the past. This was the time when the city was bustling.
"Are we...?" Joseph gaped.
"Back in time?" Ryuu finished.