Ekobean: Now, because Dark Eco Freak has been so patiently waiting, It's Gol's Revenge.

The Underworld...

Maia was falling, and yet, not. She had a distinct feeling that she was moving downward. Which way was up? Which way was down? She felt as though she were falling head first through curdled milk, the gravity felt sluggish and almost goopy. Her hair was waving gently in a non-existent breeze.

All around her was an ever-moving wall of black mist, weaving in and out of each other like fabric being stitched together.

Where was she? Was this where the dead came?

Suddenly she snapped back to reality. Dead? How could she be dead? And then she remembered the creature, the abomination that had drained every drop of her life force from her body, leaving her only as a pile of dust on the mortal plane.

How did he get the best of me? She thought desperately to herself, did those two torturous centuries in the Silos mean nothing?

True, this Dark Jak had been purely powered by Dark Eco, but had no humanity, was not driven by anything but Jak's id. (Note: the "id" is the more basic, more primal, animalistic part of the human psyche).

Maia's gloved hands clenched into fists at the mere thought of something so primitive overpowering her. How did he beat me?

Then she felt it. A faint "woosh" to what was probably her left. Maia cautiously looked over to her left, eyes nervously scanning the interlacing mists. She had the distinct feeling that she was not the only soul about.

She felt it again behind her. She whipped around only to find, again, nothing. She continued to fall, slowly spiraling, searching for her companion. After what seemed to be an hour, she gave up and continued to fall. She had to find a way out of here. This path had to have an end to it.

"Maia..."

Maia gave a sudden startled shriek. The voice had no source. It had come from within her own head.

"Your search would be in vain, Maia. There is no way out."

The voice suddenly took shape, in a way. It became material, a true voice, not a thought. And Maia recognized it. Horrified, she turned around. There, not five feet from her also falling, was Gol.

"Gol," she half whimpered.

"I'm flattered you remember me, dear sister," Gol mused sarcastically.

"How are you here? Where is here?"

"We have done terrible things, dear sister. And for that, this is our punishment. To fall into the never-ending Abyss, the dark pit in the center of the Underworld. Surely you remember it from the books of Precursor Lore we read as children."

"No," Maia whimpered, shrinking away, "It can't be...we are doomed to forever fall?"

"Not quite, sister," laughed Gol. There was something in Gol's laugh that made Maia's heart turn to ice. Surely Gol's laugh had always been chilling, but never like this. This laugh was especially terrifying somehow. "You see, the Underworld has strange ways of working. For people who are connected is some way, like spouses or relations, both terrible, who have been betrayed by the other, the victim is given the option of revenge." Gol's eyes burned with a lusting cold fire.

"W-w-what?" Maia stuttered.

"Shall I simplify it for you?" said Gol, steadily drawing nearer, "because you killed me, I am allowed to avenge myself upon you in any way I see fit. And, for my choice, I decide to destroy you from the inside out!"

Gol's body arched suddenly, his limbs slowly turning to mist. With unnatural speed Gol flew at Maia, entering her, penetrating her from any crevice available. Mouth, nose, eyes, ears, all were being entered. Maia screamed and clutched at her head. A terrible pain erupted from deep inside her. The pit was soon filled with her screams of agony. Her pain was both physical and mental. While every nerve in her body was wracked with unceasing agony, her mind was alive with every evil and bad memory of her past, played before her eyes over and over again.

"Eternity is a long time, sister," hissed Gol from inside her head, "I do hope you enjoy your end."

Maia screamed, clutching at every part of her. She wanted more than anything to die, which was impossible since she was already dead. She tore away her clothing, scratched at her own flesh, trying desperately to rid herself of her torturous, vengeful brother.

Screaming, naked, and tormented, Maia fell ever on into the deepest, darkest parts of the Underworld, never to come to redemption. All her past, horrible sins were finally to be repaid with her unending suffering...

THE END

Ekobean: Hah!! shouts with joy Dark Menace is completed. I'm kind of sad, but happy as well. I completed my second fanfic! Please read and review a lot! I really hope you liked it!