Ha! I know what chapter this is! It's chapter 10!
I'm so good. Go digi, go digi, its ur birthday, we're gunna party like it's your birthday! XP
This chapter is dedicated to Razz's Palace because she was the only one who reviewed and she also got the episode right. Congratulations! As for the rest of you, where are you pplz! I got sooooo many reviews when I started this fic am I no longer loved? R&R…
"Raven, come here." Cy said pulling her away from her little chat with Christos who was wrongly answering the simplest questions about the Titans, but was only wrong by a few details.
"What did I tell you?" Raven said as she looked over the results.
"He's defiantly a clone, but the DNA is almost exactly the same as Christos's, there are only a few chromosomes are out of place." Some one knows us very well to get this kind of info." Cyborg replied.
"We need to let everybody know without alerting the fake Christos that we know." said Raven.
"Ok, I'll tell Robin and BB; you tell Starfire." Cy said and moved on up to tell Robin.
"Raven then walked up to Starfire and whispered the news in her ear. She let out a shriek that was quickly muffled by Raven's hand.
"Shhh! We can't let him know that we know." Raven hissed into her ear.
"Oh," Star whispered. "But what if friend Christos is in trouble deep in the castle some where and we are walking away!"
"Don't worry Star, he'll be fine. I know he will." Raven said, her voice trailing off.
A large blast of wind suddenly rushed into Cryo Room #2 knocking the cryo tubes into one another and shattering them, spilling there contents everywhere. Half-frozen liquid splashed out over the dry stone floor. Out of the last tube came a soaked Christos who's robes were stained blue by the cryo fluid.
He sputtered and gagged out the fluid that filled his throat and struggled out of semi-consciousness. His subconscious had triggered the blast of wind.
"Oh, that's just great! My robes are blue! I don't control water, I control wind! Damn it."
"I don't think the color of your robes is you're biggest problem right now." said the sinister voice that could not belong to anyone else but Raymez.
"What do you want now?" Christos asked.
"I want you dead. Trigon got what he wanted of you and now, finally, I can dispose of you." Raymez said, his face contorted in a cynical grin that almost made Christos laugh.
"You might want to try some plastic surgery for that nose of yours and maybe some braces." Christos said noting the imperfections in Raymez's evil grin.
"You'll regret that!" Raymez said for the like 5th time in this series.
"Wow, that's really getting old." Christos commented. "The readers are going to complain."
"Wretch! I'll kill you!" He said and flung himself at Christos and punched him in the face with a flaming fist.
Christos stumbled, but didn't fall after Raymez delivered his punch. He wiped the trickle of blood coming from his now injured lip. Then, he launched an energy blast at Raymez who blocked with his staff. However, Christos used the blast as a distraction and it worked. His fist connected with Raymez's jaw and a sickening crack was heard as his jaw fractured. Raymez stumbled back and let down his guard for a fraction of a second while he regained his balance. In that instant, Christos rammed his knee into Raymez's stomach, pushing him to the ground. He then barraged Raymez with a hail of energy blasts. When the dust cleared, Raymez's black robe was torn and he was severely bleeding from his mouth. Christos stood back and admired his handiwork.
Just as he was about to walk away, Raymez opened his eyes and shot a fireball at Christos that he took full in the chest and went flying into the opposite wall. Raymez stood up and looked at Christos from across the room, his robe torn completely off from the waist up, and bleeding from the attack.
"You'll have to do better that that to beat me!"
"Oh yeah, well how about THIS!" Christos replied and shot a gust of wing at Raymez that could have toppled a building, but Raymez put up an energy shield and the gust went around him and blew out the wall.
Not bad, but without a staff, you'll never beat me!" He said and then used his staff to launch a jet of flame at Christos who put up his own energy shield to block, but the flame shattered it and sent Christos flying into the controls of the cryo tubes.
"Damn it!" Christos said as he stood up.
"What did I tell you?" No staff, no power. You were a fool to go and get yours broken." said Raymez.
"You have no right to insult me, you ran when master asked us to intervene in that war." Christos spat back in disgust.
"Well, it looks like I made the right choice in the long run. I mean, look at you now, cowering in defeat."
You may have always beaten me in brawn, Raymez, but you always lost in speed and agility." Christos said and then disappeared in a blur and a gust of wind. Raymez looked around to try and see where Christos flew off to, but was too slow and got an elbow in the back of the neck.
He tried to retaliate but was always one step behind Christos who dealt relentless blows on Raymez, pummeling him with energy and fists while using his wind powers to move him around at hurricane wind speeds.
"HEAHH!" Christos yelled as he dealt the finishing blow to Raymez's head with the heel of his foot.
Raymez hit the floor with a loud thud and stared up at Christos.
"I beat you." said Christos.
Raymez spit at Christos's feet and just glared at him.
Christos leaned down and took Raymez's staff. He then picked up a small shard of broken glass from the chamber floor and pricked his finger. He then let the blood drip onto the red jewel in the top of Raymez's staff. As soon as the Bolld touched the stone, the staff glowed red and then white. The black wood that the staff was made of, turned bleach white and Christos shuddered as a surge of power flowed through his veins.
"You were right, it is better to have a staff." Christos said to Raymez.
"Just do it. Finish me. Do not dishonor me with your gloating." Raymez spat back.
"What the ficu do you know about dishonor? Wasn't it you who swore to use his power for good and to fight the good fight? Wasn't it you who said he wanted to avenge the wrongs and make right?" said Christos.
"I did, I avenged myself and the will of Trigon." Raymez replied, a grin appearing on his blood stained face.
"You slimy son of a bitch. You backstabbing little worm, your life ends now." Christos said and aimed an energy blast at Raymez's head. He fired and then walked away satisfied that he final defeated his nemesis.
ohh, i think that was one of my best fight scenes yet! review and tell me what you think.
Qoute of the Day: "Im returning the pen i borrowed...last friday."
-Billy Chrisoffy (However u spell that...lol)