Disclaimer: what is the point of this if I owned the game I wouldn't write these fanfictions for recognition I would have released Dungeon Keeper 3.
Scarlett you wanted me to change the one chapter where I said my colour was black but I am not because you never explained how long you have been around for, I mean was your character alive at the end of DK2 or did she appear later on? So I will link your colour into my next story where you first arrive cause you only said to me "I am the black keeper now change it."
Chapter 11: the duel against sponge
Azrael kicked the door to Sponges dungeon open. The place was deserted, "This ain't right." Azrael muttered his sword of realities drawn as he slowly stepped down the corridor. The throbbing of his opponent's heart echoed all around him. He paused and reached out with his senses.
"Bingo bitch." He stated and cupped his hands together a small energy ball forming. He slammed his hand to the side and 2 energy balls fired off one disintegrating a wall the other destroying a secret door. Azrael turned and looked at the place where the door had been and gulped as a boulder trap activated and started rolling towards him. "Shit." He muttered and ran up away from the boulder where a keeper hand was smacking the ball in Azrael's direction. A well placed energy blast dealt with it. Azrael stopped and gathered is breath. And an outline of sponge appeared.
"Stop," He said. "What do you think you are doing?" He asked.
"Saving you." Azrael replied and walked straight through the image of Sponge. It distorted and refocused, as Sponge looked slightly nervous.
"Save me how the hell can you save me I have been saved by the light." Sponge called after him and was hit with an n energy blast that dissipated the image of him.
"I really do hate the arrogant preacher types." Azrael muttered before pausing and reaching out with his magical senses the corridor was littered with traps. The door to his left lead to Sponge's minion's lair from which Azrael grabbed a warlock and casted the turncoat spell on him and threw him down the corridor. He winced at the result as the warlock smashed into a 2 fireburst traps and landed on a spike trap. "Ugh that's gotta hurt." Azrael whispered and walked down the corridor avoiding all the traps and the decimated Warlock. "Sponge, come out come out where ever you are I KNOW THAT YOUR IN HERE." Azrael said as he reached Sponge's temple where instead of the hand of the dark gods it was a statue of Sponge. "Not got too much of an ego have you?" Azrael asked knowing full well that Sponge was standing behind him.
"And so? The dark gods are filth the light is what I believe in now." Sponge said and fired a jet of water at Azrael.
"Please stop the damn preaching!" Azrael shouted blocking the water with his sword of realities. "And as soon as I purge you from the holy light you are going to have to do A LOT of grovelling for the dark gods to forgive you." Azrael said as he swung at Sponge.
"Grovel to them pathetic fools? I could defeat them easily," Sponge laughed.
"You always did have beliefs of grandeur Sponge now you take it to far." Azrael shouted and the two clashed the swords smashing together with sparks shooting off. The two collided again Azrael kicking Sponge in the chest and knocking him back.
"There is no time for mercy." Sponge stated.
"This fight might be our last." Azrael muttered.
"NOT IF I CAN HELP IT!" A voice shouted from the edge of the room and both people turned to see Piccard standing there. "Did you miss me?" Piccard asked and ducked a jet of water.
(Me: you really do know how to ruin a dramatic sequence don't you Piccard?)
(Piccard: course how else would I bring some humour into this fic?)
"Is that rhetorical or real?" Sponge retorted and parried Azrael's attack.
"Damn this guy just won't stand still," Azrael cursed as he was kicked back to the edge of the temple ledge with half his body leaning above the water. Sponge jumped at Azrael whom struggled to hold off the attack as Piccard sneakily snuck up behind Sponge and brought the hilt of the sword down onto his skull.
Sponge turned and looked at Piccard. "You think that was supposed to..." And passed out before he could finish.
"Hmm guess it takes that long a time for that amount of pain to find that small a brain." Piccard mused.
(Notice: the thoughts and opinions in this fanfiction are not real they are just made up to go along with my weird ideas at the time)
Azrael grabbed the foot of Sponge and proceeded to drag him through the dungeon corridors while Piccard went ahead and attacked the creatures that seeked to block them. "When we turn Sponge back we give him lesson 101 training a creature above level 4." Azrael called to Piccard. There was no response and Azrael turned around to see Piccard standing there in an outfit identical to the Riddler's from Batman movie. "What the fuck are you doing?" Azrael asked.
"When setting a creature into the wild." Piccard said holding out a bomb that was decorated to look like a duck. "You have to make sure they fit in well with their environment." He twisted the head round 360 degrees and threw it into the lair. A couple of seconds later there was an echoing explosion. Azrael winced and hit Piccard round the head with the unconscious Sponge.
"RIGHT I AM NEVER LETTING YOU WATCH MOVIES AGAIN!" he shouted. Piccard collapsed backward holding his head in his hands. "He needs his dungeon because we are converting him back." Azrael snapped and started walking again.
Piccard looked up with a raised eyebrow before continuing on his way.
TBC
Azrael; and here endeth the next chapter.
Sponge: so why did Nozdormu have so many S's in his speech.
Azrael: 3 reasons. 1) he is a dragon and related to Snakes and dragons and snake have a hiss. 2) he is insane after the betrayal of Deathwing. 3) the book day of the dragon has him speaking like that so I did as well.
Sponge: OOOOKKKK
Piccard: quiet fool.
Azrael: an extra disclaimer here. I do not own batman or anything like it. Though I wish I did cause then I would be a billionaire