Chapter 4: The bartender guided them through a series of stairs which were spiraling down. "Watch your steps, this place has been here since 2013, it is very old..." said the bartender. "Hey, how long 'till we see this asshole? Let's get to him fast..." asked Bass. "Just have patience, we will get there..." replied Treble. They finally got to a big door with strange markings on it. The bartender raised his arms. Out came long tentacles which found their way into cracks in the door. The tentacles zipped back into the bartender's arms.
The door began to shake. It opened layer by layer until it was finally opened. There, in the abyss of darkness was a big computer monitor and a chair. "Wait here..." warned the bartender. Bass' eyes turned deep dark purple... "I'm sensing some bad energy from this place..." said Bass. "Here you go master, your drink." said the bartender to the dark silhouette sitting in the chair. The black shadow took the drink...slurp, slurp...Spit... "This stuff is the vilest shit I've ever tasted!" yelled the shadow. He raised his arm and out of it appeared a beam whip (most commonly used for extreme battle). He delivered a crushing blow to the bartender. It ripped through layers of metal, nearly taking his whole arm out of commission. "Hey! What the hell is your problem you piece of shit!" yelled Bass. "Treble, go get him, I'll have a little talk with this guy who thinks he's the god...", "Ok Bass!" responded Treble. Treble ran to the aid of the bartender. "Are you ok?" asked the worried Treble. "Ack! No, my arm OS has gone off-line..." replied the bartender.
"So, who the fuck do you think you are whipping some poor defenseless cyborg? You must think you hold all the cards." yelled Bass. "To answer your first question, I am Sparx... The ruler of this establishment and all that it resides on. But, yes, I do hold ALL of the cards. Do you, a second rate piece of shit want to make something of it?" said Sparx. "I'm intrigued… What do I get if I win?" queried Bass. "You get all the information you want. If you don't win---" Sparx looked over at Treble. "---I get him..."
"TREBLE? What? Are you some kind of pedophile or what?" replied Bass. "No. I just see a potential in him. I could use him as a new servant." replied Sparx. Something finally snapped inside Treble. "Bass..." said Treble walking towards Sparx with his eyes lustering a crimson red... "I will handle this piece of rusty shit..."
"Treble! No! DO NOT FIGHT HIM!" yelled the bartender. "Leave him to me, don't worry about it Treble..." advised Bass. Bass was going to put his hand on Treble's shoulder when something stopped him, an aura of sheer power. "Bass, I said I will handle him..." said Treble. Sparx jumped out of his chair, fully showing himself into the light. He pulled out a Hyper Particle Sword. Treble just stood there and watched. "Treble...En gourde! This is going to be a good duel."