I'm baaaaaaaaack! Now that Pent's been tied up-
Pent-GOD DAMMIT, I'LL KILL YOU ALL!!!
Err...Limmy?
Limmy-On it. (hits Pent with a big 2x4)
Pent-Blwee...pretty colours.
Phew...now, time for...
THE NEWS!!! Err...I mean Review Responses!
Winged Wolf-Denning wouldn't say "?", he'd say "This is a message from Lord Nergal: WTF???" XD
Beagle-Indeed it is...DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUN.
Seventh Sage-Wise move. Marcus sucks, after all. XD
Taekmkm-TROGDOOOOOOOOOOR!!! Homestarrunner. XD
HP: 65 Str: 30 Skl: 55 Spd: 50 Def: 25 Res: 25 Luc:50
Kyle's stat growths. XD
At this point, he'd be about Level 9.
Chapter 7-Avast, me hearties!
There followed a scene where a thousand thoughts ran through Kyle's head after seeing his brother again, followed by an epic battle between Kyle and a generic Pirate, but they're too boring to write about, so we'll skip to the Pirate ship.
Kyle looked out of the ship. Travelling had never been a strong point of his, and he found this to be no different. "Urr..." he moaned, before sitting down. One of the Pirates, the one called Dart, walked up to him. "Ahoy!" he cried."Dear
Elimine, you're composed of practically every Pirate stereotype in
the book!" Kyle exclaimed.
Dart glared, and his voice raised
itself slightly. "Listen here kiddo, if you wanna survive here,
then keep that kinda talk to yerself. Cap'n Fargus won't take too
kindly to that..."
Kyle smirked, and stood up, swaying slightly as he did so, before swaggering with all the grace and tranquillity of an alcoholic. As he did, he vaguely noticed Karla and Hector talking about something, while making poignant looks in Eliwood's way, while the Mage was being chased by Serra, who was screaming some sort of love declaration. Kyle didn't care, he felt like he was going to vo-
"URR!!!" he cried, and leaned overboard. After emptying his stomach of all meals he'd had for the last three days, he stood up, wiped his mouth and looked around. Everyone else was trying to look inconspicuous, so obviously they were watching him. "Bah..." he muttered under his breath before staggering to the Vendor. On the way, he bumped into someone, who whirred round.
"AH!!!" Kyle screamed. He had good reason to.
Karel glared at him. "So, you are Kyle, the famed Sword Demon...I challenge you! Right here! Right now!"
Kyle stared. "You're joking, right."
Karel shook his head, and prepared his sword. "Try and beat me."
"Alright..." Kyle muttered, and then, carefully, took out a bottle of water, and threw it up in the air. Karel grinned and leapt up, slicing the bottle into the exact shape, size, and consistency of an Airfix model. However, Kyle was already running at Karel, and as he landed, Kyle collided into him with full force, sending him flying into the foamy depths, where a shark ate him.
So simple, eh?- - -
"AHHHHH!!!"
"What now?"
"The Sword Demon got killed by the other Sword Demon! And the living one can control sea creatures! AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
Then the two old men's ship hit an iceburg.
- - -
There was a stunned silence. Eventually, the new Cleric, Lucy or something, asked, "Are you alright?"
Kyle swayed slightly, and looked down. Karel had left a mark. In the form of a missing left hand. It was bleeding badly, and Kyle knew what it needed. He dreaded this. "Se-Serra...I ne-ne-need...healing." Everyone gasped.
"Surely it's not that bad! I could do it for you!" the Troubadour squeaked.
"No..." Erk said. "He needs someone more skilled. Unfortunately, Serra's his only hope..."
"You're damn right I am."
Serra appeared at the back of the ship, and the skies instantly darkened. In the distance, a wolf howled in fright, before dropping dead. As she walked towards the victim...ah...patient, thunder started rolling overhead dramatically, and Kyle could have sword someone was playing the Funeral March on a large Organ. "Could someone stop the bloody Organ playing!?" he cried.
"Sorry," Erk said, and stopped.
"So..." Serra said with a look a shark might give before attacking a school of fish. "What's wrong with you then..."
"My hand seems to have been cut off," Kyle said, trying to smirk, and ending up with a half grimace, half look of pure fear. It summed up the situation nicely.
Serra took one look and recoiled. "Eww! Blood! I'm not healing that!" She whirred round-
-only to stare into the face of a highly pissed off Rebecca. "You're going to heal this," she seethed. "Or I will kill you. Slowly. And. Painfully."
"Geez, alright...but still, eww..." Serra moaned as she placed her staff on the wound, and Kyle watched as his dismembered hand flew back into place, before the staff send a beam of light around it, healing it completely.
"There, happy now missy!? My staff's all red!" Serra glared at Rebecca, before stomping off. As she did, the sky's cleared, and all was bright and happy with the world again.
Kyle stared at Rebecca. "...I'm scared..."
- - - - -
DAH DAH DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!
Erk-Cool, I got to play an Organ.
Limmy-(eats Erk)
Karel-BLARGH!!! I ARE DEAD!!!
Yes you are.BTW, bad news. THERE MAY BE A SEQUEL!!!
Ah well, R&R.Pent-I'M FREE!!! BURN!!! BUUUUUUUUUUUUUURN!!!
Shark-(eats Pent)