In this world,
Everything is made,
To be broken
Claws had felt Talons' death through the link and felt nothing, but it had made him think, the destroyer had a powerful friend, to kill 01 they would have to separate 49 from him long enough for Claws to tear the destroyer apart.When he felt the surge of Chaos energy outside the tomb he smiled, the destroyer had removed the need to find him, now to set a trap and the Masters would be avenged. He stole silently from his chamber and roused some select experiments to put his plan in motion.
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Kir walked to the entrance of the tomb, he had left via this door only two weeks ago, and now he was back, to put an end to this place forever.
He signalled Flare and they both stepped inside, walking along the passage that the explorers had taken when they had roused Kir from his self-imprisonment. Kir stopped and looked into the lab one last time, walking to the back he found a leather bandolier, it was his father's, there was one knife left in its slots, the others were scattered around the tomb in various decaying corpses, and the disk pouch was half full. Kir put the bandolier on, its weight on his shoulder reminding him of his father, the blade master, and Kir was going to fulfil his promise, he would slaughter the experiments and his revenge would be complete.
Continuing down the passage they went deeper and deeper into the structure, winding down to a large circular space, the Masters meeting hall, the area had a large empty circle in the middle with banks of seats rising up around the arena, it was here the trap was sprung.
Four experiments grabbed Flare, one with thick, metal plated arms whacked him on the back of the head, knocking him out, then they dragged him away to the seats and sat, guarding him from rescue.
During this five big experiments confronted Kir and kept him busy, fighting for his life, to prevent him helping Flare, he dodged massive fists and horns and claws, punching back with his knuckle-blades, wounding the creatures, he had killed one when there was a shout from one of the entrances, the four remaining experiments backed off to reveal who had shouted.
It was an the creature Kir had seen in his nightmare, Kir could see that the creature had once been blue, but something had bleached its fur white, its eyes were solid black, broken by a green iris, it had found some red shoes somewhere and had a pair of white gloves on, the long, curving claws protruded from the ends. On its forehead was an octagonal shape, it was like the crystal embedded in Flare's hand, it was a chaos emerald, the white one, and by the creature's floating stance and how its dreadlocks stuck up, it could be seen that it had absorbed huge amounts of chaos energy.
Kir stared at 01149 'Claws' as he advanced on the white echidna, flexing his hands, itching to tear into the destroyer. He had hated Test 01 since he had seen the Masters last message when he had woken, the masters had told of how Test 01 had returned from a slaving trip and had proceeded to kill every mater and soldier he had seen, the message ended with the master speaking stiffening, then completely relaxing, sinking to the floor with a knife protruding from its head, the destroyer standing behind, he looked straight at the camera and left.
Kir was shaking in shock, it was like looking in a mirror, and then the experiment spoke with a rasping voice,
"Self is 01149, Claws, self is the avenger. Test 01, you are the destroyer of the masters, for this I will execute you. Test 49, you are to watch, it is a preview of your own fate" said Claws, turning to Flare as he said this, not knowing that he was still unconscious, as he did Kir saw the number 00149 tattooed on the back of Claws' shoulder.
Claws turned back to Kir and launched himself forwards with a snarl, claws outstretched, slashing at Kir's face, Kir shifted into mistform and jumped backwards, the tip of the claws passing through the very edge of Kir's mistform. Claws was confused, but his energy sense, coupled with his chaos tinted vision had shown him Kir's trick, he saw the energy transfer from the shard around Kir's neck, causing him so shift to mistform.
Claws grinned, he had a plan, he began fighting with the mistform, his blow passing straight through, Kir, shifting into a more solid form, slashed back, chaos energy rippling around his mistform. Claws kept up his charade for about 30 seconds more, then slashed horizontally at Kir's chest, catching the shard pendant, he ripped the pendant from the mistform, the chain snapping and the necklace was hurled across the arena, landing against the second bank of seats. Kir reverted back to normal, clutching the bloody patch on his chest, the pendant bonded with his flesh and it had just ripped a chunk of his chest with it. Claws came slashing back at Kir, who jumped out of the way and slashed at claws half heartedly, the pain in his chest was distracting him, and slowing him down, Claws' next slash connected, leaving four lines across the side of Kir's face, blood oozing up along the tracks.
Claws came stabbing at Kir, who dived behind the body of the experiment he had killed, Claws' claws plunging deep into the corpse's back. Claws snarled and tore up Kir's cover, then, before he had any time to react, plunged his claws into Kir's chest, and the chaos emerald in his head flashed.
Kir felt the claws puncture his skin, and then he could feel nothing. He opened his eyes and found his vision chaos enhanced, like he was in mistform, he saw the surprise in Claws' face and looked at his hand, he was mistform. He was also surprised until he looked up at Claws' face again, and saw the emerald in his opponent's head. He felt out towards it and felt instantly in tune with its power, he was attuned to the white emerald; he could use its power despite it being in his enemy. Well, he could fix that problem.
Kir solidified his mistform, trapping Claws' hand in his body, Kir reached out and grabbed the emerald, the power had softened the flesh around it, and dug his fingers into Claws' head, ripping the chaos emerald out of his enemy's head he held it tightly and began to draw on its power, it sank into his hands and a gem grew out of the raw patch where the shard pendant had been, Kir's dreadlocks stood upwards and he began to float.
It was an odd sight for spectators, two echidnas, both white, both chaos charged, floated there, glaring at each other, one had green tinged dreadlocks whereas the other's was tinged blue. Having absorbed so much chaos energy Claws stayed chaos charged, but he was wounded now, there was a chunk of his head missing, he screamed and threw himself at Kir, who fought back with equal force, claws met claws, feet were blocked with knees, heads crashed together, claws slashed, each bit each other then the broke away catching their breath.
Kir's instincts, now attuned to the emerald, began to utilize his crystalline weapon. He drew the air around him into a spinning frenzy, focusing the miniature whirlwind into one area he flattened the tempest into a disk shape and hurled it at Claws, the power of a tornado focused into a tiny area exploded full force on Claws, tearing at his flesh, the wind felt like hundreds of tiny blades.
Kir began to throw more and more razorwind at his foe, feeling what Flare had, the euphoria of power, and he began to laugh as his enemy was torn apart by the chaos driven winds.
He turned from Claws' remains and looked at those creatures guarding Flare, they fled in terror leaving Flare free but hundreds of experiments flowed into the arena.
Kir and Flare stood back to back; Flare drew on his emerald's power, chaos fire enveloping him. Flare began to ignite the chaos fire as Kir's chaos wind whipped it around and around them, a firestorm was brewing and in the centre of the arena, surrounded by hundreds of enemies, the two built their power, the storm increasing in size and ferocity, tearing up the ground and whirling the rubble around the pair.
The storm then exploded, experiments were consumed, the fire melted some, the liquid whirled around the storm before it evaporated, those drawn in were shredded or smashed with the increasing amount of rubble swirling around. The Tomb was torn apart from the inside, the firestorm consuming everything, the entire complex, and the land above it was destroyed, all the experiments had been killed, the Masters legacy was no more.
In the eye of the firestorm stood the two who were driving and powering the raging inferno, in Kir's hand was the golden pendant, he had brought it into the eye before it could be damaged. The two destroyers teleported home, the storm dying as they left, the great crater filling with rubble and body parts as a grizzly rain fell down upon the ruined tomb.
Kir and Flare appeared in the centre of 'The Camp', they then fell to the ground, unconscious and exhausted, their chaos emeralds glowing slightly as the inhabitants carried them to their huts, Miira stayed and watched over Kir as he slept, his dreams free of the experiments and his conscience cleaned of the guilt of The Tomb.