Um, yeh, so the last and final chapter… No its not, I lied, I decided to add one more chap after this.lol
Marth's eyes lit up. He saw the ray of lights shinning and the moonlight fading. It was getting brighter. He could still see Roy's soft face, only crumpling into sorrow. The last glimpse of life.
Roy knelt down.
" What just happened?" he asked in confusion.
He looked down, only to visualize blood, and dead bodies. Samus gasped, " Marth!"
The crumpled soul stood up.
" Heh, heh. You thought that you could kill us… But in return for your foolishness, we decided to allow you to kill your own friend, we know you know you killed him….," Falco grinned.
Roy and Samus looked down on Marth.
Fox stood up behind Falco; they were both still alive, and ready to fight again.
" But… Who did it?" Samus asked.
" It was Roy… Selfishly, he aimed for both Fox and I, and allowed his anger to take control of himself… And his blast missed," Falco laughed.
" You're lying! You bastard!" Roy shouted.
Roy knelt that and cried, " I didn't kill him! You both did."
"Roy didn't kill him, you did! The both of you! How come I didn't die! You two obviously went for Marth!" Samus shouted back at them.
" This is all so confusing," Roy stated. " I really don't care who killed him anymore! I'll kill you ALL!"
Roy knelt lower, but only to increase his jumping speed, he first slashed Samus, with his blazing shield breaker, and let out an enormous blast, which continuously shaked the floor. Samus completely absorbed into the soil. Roy lifted his sword and faced it towards Fox, and let out a huge cry. But before he could strike, he noticed something touch his back.
It was a tall, masked figure. He stood tall, blood dripped from his white mask. His teeth made a clinching sound, blood dripped from his teeth, his claws risen as Roy backed up. Roy tried running, but before he could, Fox and Falco grabbed onto him, and stabbed their sharp and bloody claws into Roy's shoulders. The slowly ripped through Roy's flesh, as if they were slowly ripping paper. Roy groaned. The two close behind Roy shouted out, evil laughter. The tall man walked over to Roy and leaned his bloody blade against Roy's upper leg. He slid the blade downward to Roy's knee; he made sure that his blade sunk into Roy's skin. Roy let out a death cry as the blade had finally just stabbed into his knee. Fox laughed, " Your death, is a bloody one."
Roy, being totally useless now, because of the two evil spirits had nothing to do but take the pain until he had finally died. Blood shattered. The flesh dissolved into the fresh soil.
"I'm dead," Roy said.
Roy attempted to open his eyes. He hadn't known the rest of what happened. The rest of the torture given to Roy had probably been done during his faint. He couldn't open his eyes. He figured that his own dried and old blood had blinded his eyes for eternity. His shoulders, trying to help the rest of his body to stand up. His legs, stabbed to the ground so that he could not walk or even bare to stand up. His knees, too weak to bent. And if he would, he would only break his knee's bones. His life ruined and shattered. His mind almost destroyed.
" I can't lose."
" I can't lose my soul! Not hear! Not now! NOT EVER!" Roy shouted at the top of his lungs.
Roy breathed hard.
" Roy…"
His breathing stopped as he heard that familiar soft voice.
" I don't want to lose my soul, Marth. I'm alone, no one is here with me. I am useless, and I am going to die for eternity," Roy said to him.
" You won't we believe you, we are all alive, the smashers. We stick together, no matter what sick and dissolving creatures do! We are one, and will remain as one! Believe me, you will escape from your solitude soon, come on Roy! Let's go," Marth said"
The voice started to fade. Roy sobbed for help.
" Marth! Come back! How do I do it! TELL MEEEE! I don't have enough strength!" Roy shouted at the top of his lungs.
" You don't always need strength to win. Inside of your pain sprouts a seed called courage. You'll need that courage to succeed," he whispered.
" Thanks, Marth" Roy cried.
Marth did not answer, he just left with no answer to Roy's politeness.
Roy once again alone attempted to open his eyes, to discover that he was really alive.
He tried bending his legs, to feel if they were broken yet. He raised both shoulders to his ears, to feel if they were damaged eternally. He did all of this, in one instant. He groaned loudly. First noticed that, his eyes hadn't deceived him, and what surrounded Roy was complete whiteness. He pushed his neck forward, and felt that his shoulders were able to build strength, but they were still badly damaged. He raised half his body to see his bented knees in front of him. He heard a couple of cracks coming from his knees. He had a big cramp on his back. He felt his body, completely. But the only problem was… he did not no where to go.
" What would I need courage to face in this blank era of solitude?" he asked himself.
Ok that was the end of the 2nd last chapter. The last chapter will be posted, and that WILL be the last chapter!