Disclaimer: Blah, blah blah, don't own, blah!
AN: WARNING! Next chapter I'll try to bring one of my favorite chrono character! Finally I'm able to up load!
To dead-Ikiri: Three chapters in two days I wanted all three so I didn't leave a life-or-death cliffhanger, so I released them all at the same time. The switching continues in this chapter, but I might not need it next chapter.....
To Paladin Dragoon: I basically got nothing else to do. I basically got nothing good to watch at night and my sis is away... But don't get use to it to much, I get this computer doing the day, she gets it at night. Knowing her when she gets back from a month in Georgia (this Saturday), It'll be hard to get back on for a day or two (OR A WEEK), but don't worry, I'll still update this story.
Pierre: Non non![Runs away]
Nasuren: At least that takes care of frenchy.....
"So....they were defeated.....", the figure in black said to no one. The only one else in the room was sleeping in the middle of the room, with both legs broke. Normally there would be a pedestal and six statues, but he destroyed both, the pedestal because it served no purpose and the unsightly statues that portrayed the old dragons. The room had been cleared and the only thing that remained was the hunk of junk that lured one of his targets here. He didn't know what it was, and didn't care. Even though it wasn't in the fort 300 years ago, he paid it no mind. It got Luccia to send for her teacher, and that was all that matter. Everything was going according to plan. It was foolish to believe FATE could control two worlds in it's flame less state. Now all he need is the keys.....
'Fools! They didn't even know why the ghosts were drawn here in the first place!' In the other world, he was sitting in the same place, with a sword in hand that only a few can control. The shadow continue to wait in his seat for the targets to arrive.
'She probably knows my plan now' the dark figure looked up at the ceiling. 'But she doesn't know the real scale of it.'
The shadow chuckled as he glanced forward. The teleporter has been activated and his guests were outside.....
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"So this is the keep?" Norris added as the group walked for the doors. They were a heavyset doors, the kind that would crush you in a heart beat if it fell. Serge reached for the doors, however they opened inward before he touched them. The grouped remained silent as they entered the darkness.....
"Welcome." Spoke a loud booming voice. "I see you got past my guard....You certainly surprise me....SERGE!". Barley noticeable in the back a shadow moved. All of a sudden a finger snap was heard and six circles was lit, filling the room. In the other end was a man in a black cloak, holding...
"Argh! That's the sword!" Fargo yelled.
"...how did you know my name?" Serge asked.
"I know a lot more about you than you know yourself." The shadow said in a tone that could scare ghosts. "I know for a fact you searching for the one who defeated your father. You must be thrilled."
"Why is that?" Serge said in a annoyed tone. He hated when people said thing like 'I know you better than you do'.
"You found him!" the shadow yelled as he ran forward, sword overhead, ready to cleave a head into two. Serge however got his Swallow up in defense. The battle crystals begun to shine......
"We can't have that, can we?" The sword seemed to disappear as the wielder struck two fast slices at Serge. In defense Serge rushed forward to counter attack. However the shadow jumped back as Serge nearly reached him. Serge then tried to activate the battle crystals yet again....
"Won't work." The shadow spat out. Serge ignored him....
....BUT THE CRYSTALS DIDN'T RESPOND. Serge took a look at the crystals to find that instead of clear crystals, the crystals were black, pitch black.
"We can have you rely on them can we? This sword hunger for blood! AND IT'S DINNERTIME!" The shadow once again leaped for Serge...
BAMBAMBAM!
...only to be met by three bullets.
"No barrier means guns can kill. You also forgot about me." Norris stepped next to Serge. 'I could swear I got a head shot, and two in vital organs...'
"And me!' Fargo yelled as he leaped from behind the the shadow. He seemed to have ignored the fact Fargo and Norris was there. He slashed right through him, then spun around and did a vertical slice.
"RRAAAAGGHHH!" The shadow yelled.
But what happened next defied all know logic.
It seemed the sword and the pieces of their opponent melted into the ground and move away from the three. There a round shadow was closing in itself.
"What's going on?" Serge asked the question the others couldn't. Fargo cut it into four and Norris fired three lethal shots. It shouldn't be moving period.
The shadow continued to shrink until another cloak figure rise up out of it with the sword.
"You cannot win. Trying to defeat me is like trying to defeat a shadow. In fact, you are." He raised one arm at Fargo.
BOOOOMMMM!
In a flash, the arm shot forward. It seemed that a pillar rammed into him, sending Fargo crashing into the wall. The arm retracted slowly after a second, dropping Fargo to his knees. Before the arm retracted completely, Serge cut most of it off. But it just became another shadow and went back to the rest of it. When the shadow touched the cloaked figure, the arm grew back as the shadow rejoined with the rest.
'We're in deep DEEP trouble' Serge thought as he prepared for the next assault.
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"Luccia!" Lucca cried as she ran to the woman on the floor. It was hard to make out the features, but Luccia could tell from her shape who it was. The most noticeable thing however were her legs. The were bent in...unpleasant ways, easily broken.
"Are you OK? Luccia? Answer me!" Lucca tried to wake her by shaking her repeatedly, but to no avail.
"She's taking a nap. Her whining gets on your nerves...." a voice spoke as a figure emerged from shadows. "She kept trying to run away, so I snapped her legs. She whined and cried so I put her into a deep sleep. Don't worry. She isn't dead....yet."
"Monster!" Lucca drew her gun and fired. The bullets made and impact, everyone heard it go through the cloth, sending the cloaked monster staggering, but...
DING, Bing DING!
...the shots hit the wall!
"Hrmph! Annoying little..." the shadow murmured as he acted like he was dusting off dirt. Before their eyes, the small holes closed up. "I suggest you stand aside" With this he raised his right hand and swung it to his right. Lucca hovered for a second, then went crashing into the right wall. Upon impact, Lucca went sleepy-bye.
"EAT THIS!" Glenn began to rush the mystery figure. This time the cloaked man lifted up his left and swung it to his left.
"Your tricks won't work on-ommfffhh!" Glen was half right. Luccia went soaring into him, sending both into the wall and knocking out Glenn. He then stretched his hand out to Kidd, who was watching the scene dumbstruck. Kidd went flying into his hand. He raised her by the throat into the air kicking.
"Now that your here, the party can begin. But first, why did you think the ghost came here?"
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Serge didn't answer. Norris and Fargo were out of commission. And he was nearly tired out. Serge was standing in the center of the room, while his enemy was walking around the circular room. Serge also noted that the six circles began to glow.
"This place hold a great power. It can easily magnify another's if used right." The mysterious person stopped at the white circle. "It's even possible to open gates to other worlds, or more....."
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"Now, it's time!" He threw Kidd into the air. Six beams of different color light shot out of the circles into Kidd. The beams kept her floating in the same place.
'I can't...take...much...more' went through Kidd's mind.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHH-"
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"-GGGGHHHHH!" Six beams of similar light collided into Serge. He was feeling the most painful moment of his life. This went on for a few minutes, during which the world spun around. It seemed like his life was passing through his eyes.
'Mom, Dad....everyone......I'm sorry....Dad, I couldn't even...avenge you...'
Then, the beams stopped. The world continued to spin, though. Faster, faster...
"Umphh!" Something landed on Serge's back. He didn't know what it was, but he could hear a terrible roar in the background...
The first thing he recognized was the sword tossed aside. He managed to look at where the roar was coming from. The shadow looked like it was in to different positions, yet standing in the same place. With another loud roar, the shadow begun to change. Hands sprouted from the robe's arms. Or more specifically the robe was pulling back. The hood fell off, revealing a head that was a cross between a black-brown cat and a human. Then darkness surrounded him, similar to a tube. With a roar that was similar to a panther's, he flinged the darkness away like water, except it wasn't a shadow...
Now a feline demihuman stood before him. He wore black general looking clothes, and had a HUGE scythe. He looked at himself, then smile sinisterly.
"Now that I'm complete, I don't need either of you two or your friends anymore!" With this, he began to approach with scythe in hand.