Ch.26: The Battle of the Century
Logan looked into the darkness and could see the large outline of Price. He seemed much larger and powerful than he last saw him 10 years ago at his rigged trial. Logan brushed the hair that had dropped on his face and sat down on the farthest end away from Price looking him in his unseen eyes.
"You see Mr. Logan its people like you that ruin a good idea like what I have planned why is it you are against it?" asked Price with a smile on his dark mouth.
"You call killing innocent people and children a good idea, you're a mad man and you really make me sick."
Price chuckled in his darkness like a blanket of security was placed around him.
"You can't stop me Logan I have something very powerful in my possession and soon I will have something even better than that."
"What are you talking about?"
Price pressed a button on his chair and a small compartment opened up on the table in front of Logan. A small TV screen popped out of the compartment and a picture was shown on it. The picture had what Logan that was a normal pistol but with closer inspections it was the pistol he had in possession after he had left Victors home. But on his way there he was robbed by Riku and the departed Earthquake.
"I have made this weapons a ultimate killing machine, I have designed new bullets, heat vision scopes, concealed weapon attachments, knives, grenades holder, everything any warrior would need. With them in my possession I can kill a thousand men with one finger. But its nothing compared to what you have just given me. Look your bleeding all over my carpet that's coming out of the money you owe me."
"Cut to the chase Price what is it that you're talking about?"
"Do you know why my son wounded you and let you go? It's because we needed your blood little Logan and do you know what happens to your DNA when it's put under pressure."
"I change into the Beast."
"Very good, you're not as dumb as people say. Now when you change into the Beast so does you're DNA and with that knowledge I could create an army of clones with the same dark and evil inside of its body. There's nothing you could ever do to stop the Beats once it's free and no conscience to back it up. That is why we loved you little performance you put on against Malice."
"So you think you're going to create your own personal army of Beast clones and let them free on the city."
"Yes I think that's the idea."
"Well then I need to stop you then."
"And how are you going to do that?"
Logan smiled and reached for his blade. He drew the steel sword and put it on his shoulder.
"Like this."
With a quick swing the blade extended across the table flying towards Price's hidden face. The mayor raised his arm in the darkness and it in front of the path of the Massacre. The blade stopped once it touched Price's skin.
"What did you do?"
"That's my little secret."
Price rose from his chair and walked into the light to see his full view. Price was a very tall and muscular man for a person of his age. He wore a blood red business suit with a black tie and white shirt. His cufflinks ere burning skulls and his skin was a pale dried up paper like substance. His face was stern and cold like no blood ran through his veins. His hair was aged white and ran down his neck and to his upper back. His mouth and nose were crisp and dry like they had just risen from a coffin. But his eyes were what burned into Logan's soul. They were fire red and marked for pupils in jet black was the Price sign itself. Price seemed to be old but the young facial expressions and look still stayed it was like he was a drier more death like look of his younger self. Price's shoes made a deep clunk on the carpet floor like they were made of metal. In Price's hand were steel black gloves and on the tips of the knuckles were long blades extending at least a foot from his hand. Price seemed to have a dark aura rotating around him keeping him in a black cloud from the brightest light.
"Man has time been a bitch to you."
Price chuckled and ran his fingers through his white hair.
"This is what happens when you take away everything a man ever loved."
"Then I should look the same because we both have had a rough 10 years don't you think?"
Price chuckled with a deeper voice echoing in the back of his throat like some sort of demon. He raised his claws and a red light began to glow across there edges. As if Price had a match a burning blaze of fire started to sketch across the claws making them glow an eerie blaze around the room showing the full looks of the room an almost ghost like shadow.
"You're a little fire started aren't you? Well that little magic trick isn't going to scare me."
"This is no magic trick this is my power, but not all of it you will learn it all soon."
With that Price waved his claws and the fire was put up. The man stepped over to a wall with a picture of Sarah he pushed the picture aside and Logan could see a silver handle on the door. Price opened it and revealed a dark stair case. Price looked at Logan with an icy gaze and stepped up it. Logan followed far behind and could see a door up above him.
Price entered the door as did Logan and he was shocked to see himself on the roof of Price Corp. The top of the building was like an octagon and Logan could here the gunfire and the explosions coming from the base from atop it. The roof was made like a ring all was cement but there was a white chalk line on the ground forming a circle just a couple inches from the edge of the building.
The top of the building was ice cold due to the high winds and almost artic weather of this night. Logan walked into the circle and saw 3 hooded figures in the middle. One was like a giant above the remaining two who were of normal size or somewhat taller. Logan knew exactly who they were the 3 remaining guardians/partners of Price.
"This is the man who destroyed our brothers and released Terra's soul correct? He can't be too much of a problem Earthquake was our child of the group and Falcon was full of hot air. I am glad they are gone well mates I think we should leave the master now sense he has an opponent." said one smaller of the three who had an Australian accent.
The largest of the group grunted with a deep raspy voice and the 2nd chuckled with a serious dark and quiet voice.
"Yes thank you my followers I will call upon you once more after this battle." Price said.
The 3 nodded and disappeared into the wind. The 2 left behind a pile of black sand that seemed to be like gun powder. Price stepped across the roof and walked over to the black sand. He lifted it up and with a snap of his fingers the sand lifted from his hand and pressed around the circle enclosing them.
"Our battle may begin now."
"What is the black sand? What do you have planned?"
"Nothing that concerns us child now take you place opposite me."
Logan walked over to the edge of the circle and pulled out his Massacre and held it tight in his hands. Price lit his claws and took his hand and placed the fire on the black sand. The pieces of unknown lit up like oil and enclosed the circle in a bright black flame. The flame was truly midnight black but the heat was just as intense of that of real fire.
"What is this?" asked Logan confused.
"The midnight fire of course. My special concoction that creates a black flames to keep our battle from onlookers but is true to its name; but the fire is just like normal fire and it will burn and can kill you if you stay in it to long."
Logan spat at the flames and held a battle positions with unmoving nerves. Logan pulled his sword back over his head and let it run into the midnight fire lighting the blade itself in a black fire. Logan swung the blade down to the ground and extended it as hit sending a line of steel black fire running towards Price who stabbed his claws into the cement and blocked the black fire with his own flames.
Price pulled his claws out and began a charge towards Logan who blocked one claw and had to extend his blade across the top of Price's hands to catch the other one before it hit. Logan pushed Price off and returned with a spinning round house kick to Price forehead sending him rolling on the floor nearly falling into the midnight fire.
Price got up quickly but this time he jumped into the air and spun around facing the floor. He clapped his hands together and kept them interlocking. Price fell like a bullet with blades towards Logan's legs. Logan didn't have time to jump but he stabbed the Massacre at the floor by is feet. Price's claws slide in between the blade and stopped him centimeters from Logan's legs. Price bent his back and wrapped his feet around Logan's neck and tossed his out making the Massacre fly out of his hands but as he flew across the ground he caught it in his hands quickly and sent the blade flying towards the back of Prices head but scrapped across his neck.
Price caught his landing and back flipped off the ground to get his body facing Logan who was now catching his breathe slowly and getting ready to charge. Price tapped his toe on the floor and a metal spike extended from his shoe. Price hopped into the air and turned up side down and sent his foot with the blade flying to the ground upside down. Logan tripped over to miss the steel blade but saw Price bounce off the ground with the shoe and handspring up to start a spinning around like a carousel. With Price's claws he started spinning on his head to keep up a lower assault as well. The claws were spinning at Logan's legs and the foot blade was aiming at his throat.
Logan did a front flip over Price but as he flipped over Logan grabbed Price's leg while spinning and flipped him over as well to slam him into the cement. As Price's body raised to his feet her sleeked back his messed up and dirty hair. Price dusted the dirt and gravel from his suit. Price clicked off his jackets buttons and removed it from his body to show his black and white shirt. Around Price's shoulder and back was a short blade like a katana. Price drew it and held it in his right clawed hand.
"I'm done playing around Mr. Logan, so let's take this fight to the next level."
With that Price pulled out something small and shiny from his pocket and held it in his hand to show Logan. Logan gasped and looked back and forth between Price and the object.
Riku appeared behind Nightwing and slammed his fist into the back of his neck sending him falling to the floor. Nightwing slowly tried to regain his breathe on the ground but found that Riku wasn't taking advantage of his fall. Instead he turned to see Riku looking out into nothingness his eyes now almost all white like he was dead or seeing a vision. Riku hopped over Nightwing's body and started to slowly walk out of the room.
"My father's in danger."
"You're not leaving yet!"
Riku did not listen to the calls instead he kept his fast walking towards the door. Soon then he felt a sharp pain in his upper back and pulled out a bird-a-rang from his wound. Riku spun around to see a battle scared and ready Nightwing with pole in hand.
"Are battle is not over with yet, your father can wait, this ends now."
Riku huffed and summoned his staff once more. It sprouted two blades on opposite sides and spun it between his hands and locked it under and around his arm.
"If you insist but I have more important things to do right now."
Nightwing wiped the blood from his mouth and began a charge toward Riku. The dark prince did the same but as they reached each other they both jumped off the floor and spun in the air swinging the staffs around. As the pole came into connection there was a clash of thunder from around the arena.
The two competitors spun around in the air again and again connecting there poles against one another's clashing sounds of thunder and lighting through the area. Nightwing pushed his foot up against Riku's stomach and shot himself a wall as did Riku and both landed there feet against the wall and pushed off with intense force. The warrior wrapped there feet into the arms and kept there pole's extended making them both spinning balls with weapons to the sides.
The spinning fighters came closer to each other but Nightwibng unwound himself and flew over Riku's bladed staff and as he flew over it he wrapped his arm around it and swung Riku like a mace and slammed him into the floor. Riku bounced of the floor and Nightwing pulled the staff from out of his hands and held both his and Riku's in his hands. Nightwing began to swing and twirl them in his hands and came closer and closer to a surprised Riku who was backing off and hoping away from the weapons.
As Riku was about to attack Nightwing slapped his bladed staff across Riku's body slashing his chest and sending him off the cliff but as he was about to fall to hell Nightwing slammed his staff into Riku's body and spun him over the cliff and shot him up on the other side. As Riku's body came into the air Nightwing slammed his staff across Riku's skull sending him back down.
There was a loud yell and the arena began to glow a dark light.
"Enough!"
Riku rose from the dark hole, levitating in the air. His hair was blazing with midnight fire and his eyes went complete white. His leather shirt began to rip and shred in the power sending lone shreds of the clothes to the area and around his body. Riku floated above the area and raised his arm and pointed his index finger at Nightwing. The boy wonder glowed white and floated in the air and then shot across the cavern and slammed into the wall at the other side. The rock and cement cracked under the pressure and wrapped around Nightwing's body. Richard was stuck to the wall and Riku floated towards him.
The dark prince raised his arm and his staff floated towards him. When the weapon connected with his hand it to began to glow and morph. The blades became black marble black and apocalypse eyes appeared on its sides. Riku spun it in his hands and put its blade tip on the rock wrap around Nightwing. As the blade touched the rock began to burn and turn to gravel at the mere touch of it.
"You think your so strong lets see you beat me now!" yelled Riku with a now frightening raspy demonic voice.
Nightwing began to tremble at his power.
"This ends now!"