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Chase heard footsteps and clanking behind him. Knowing who it was he strode even further out upon a piece of land that jutted from the entrance. He turned at the end of the piece of land that he called his balcony. Calypso had followed him and stood at the other end. She was back in her armor, hair still in a braid, and she rattled her chains.

"Ready to be defeated, and join me?" Chase mocked

"We will see," said Calypso in and determined voice.

"Last to fall, wins." Chase replied.

"GO!" they both shouted and it began to pour.

The showdown began, Chase held nothing back, he was determined to win. He threw punches at her, but she blocked them by flicking her chains to bind his gloved hands. She meant to leave bruises, but noticed, like hers, his armor could withstand a lot. She sweep kicked Chase but instead of falling he flipped back onto his feet. Having his hands still bound, he jerked Calypso to him and said, "Ready to give up yet?"

"Over my dead body,"

She pulled back and double kicked him in the chest. He staggered backwards, but regained his balance. She began to become terrified, in the rain, Chase looked even more dangerous. His eyes looked like they glowed. She pulled her chains back form his wrists. Then she blinked and found that Chase was not in front of her any more. Then, all of a sudden something caught her from behind. She felt more punches being thrown at her, and someone got her behind her head. The last thing she heard was someone yelling, "Wuya NO!", and then the ground came up to meet her.

Calypso found herself waking up in a large comfy bed. She found herself still in her armor. When she began to pull herself up, someone gently pushed her back down onto the bed.

"My lady, you are still too weak to walk, you should rest for a while." said a maid who was standing over her.

"No, I need to speak with Chase Young. Where is he?" she rasped as she pulled herself back up.

"Oh alright, if you must, he is in his library, but let me help you into something suitable other than that despicable armor."

The maid helped Calypso into a midnight blue color gown. She left the room in which she found herself awaking, and walked towards the library. She came to the large double doors, she hesitated confronting Chase Young. She did not want to be seen so vulnerable in a gown, and in just as worse condition as well. Then with all the courage she could muster, she pushed open the doors and walked in. Chase was leaning against the fireplace, staring into the fire crackling merrily, deep in thought. He looked up as she walked in.

"Why Calypso, shouldn't you be resting? I gave the maid strict orders not to let you out of bed. I shall see to her."

"Actually, she had nothing to do with it. I came on my own. Though, that is not why I am here. I demand to know what happened at the showdown. Who won, and who on Earth is this Wuya?

"Let me begin with who won, in a manner of speaking it is I who won. Since our deal was to let the last one standing win, you fell and I remained standing." She saw a smile play across his face. "But under unexpected circumstances, there was a disturbance. It was from Wuya, the witch you saw me dismiss at yesterday's dinner-"

"Yesterday! I have been out cold for so long!"

"Apparently, yes." He continued, "Wuya is a Heylin Witch, whom I revived, but did not restore powers to. She stayed with me till I granted them back, I, though had no intention in doing so." After that, he turned to leave the room.

But Calypso called after him, "Wait…when I awoke, I found myself in a room…"

He paused in the act of opening the double doors, "Yes, I know."

"How did I get there?" she inquired.

He turned back to her, "I brought you. After I took care of Wuya, of course, she is now trapped in a puzzle box, which I have hidden. You were harmed very badly by Wuya, but I believe I did a pretty good job in repairing you. Now I leave the choice upon you. To either surrender to me or to please yourself with another showdown. I shall give you up till tomorrow to give me your answer." He turned again to leave. Calypso muttered a small response of thanks, and waited till she was sure that Chase wasn't outside the door, to leave. She walked silently back to her room thinking. Of course I want a rematch, but then again, he did save me…no! I must demand a rematch. I cannot give up so easily…but…he seemed sincere towards her…but he's untrustworthy… so am I… what should I do?

Calypso fell into a deep sleep. She woke to the bustling of the same maid.

"My lady, you are awake. Good. Master Chase awaits your decision. He is waiting for you." Calypso nodded and pulled on her armor. She knew what she wanted, and was determined to get it. She walked to the throne room, where Chase was staring out of the window, deep in thought. He seems to be doing that a lot, she noted.

She cleared her throat, and he turned his head. He studied her. She looked as beautiful as ever. She walked up to face him.

"Have you made your decision?" Chase asked

"Yes. I have chosen to-"she began, but he cut her off

"Before you announce your decision, know that I will not mind a rematch, knowing that I will win, but also know that I have grown fond of you enough, to make you stay no matter what."

"That was never part of the deal!" she exclaimed. He double crossed her!

He walked back up to her. "Why can you not just surrender?" He toyed with her hair. "It is much easier for both you and me", Then he began walking behind her, where she could not see him. She didn't turn however, stubborn as she was. He kept walking towards the large double doors, which had dragons carved into them. He traced the slitted eyes with a forefinger, and as he did, Calypso felt herself tiring. Chase watched her become more and more exhausted. The effect was indeed swift, and he knew it. But poor Calypso did not.

"For your sake, we shall have a rematch. Follow me, we will begin now, and get it over with." He walked towards her and grabbed her hands and took her back to the balcony that played host to the last showdown.

Calypso, still weak, didn't give up even when they started. She knew she would lose, but she wasn't about to give Chase the satisfaction of her surrendering on her own. The fight continued, and Chases' blows hurt more and more. She was in no condition anymore, to fight. Chase knew that as well, and he smiled and delivered his last and final blow. It hit Calypso with such force, that she crumpled to the ground, and emitted defeat.

Calypso sat beside Chase, who sat upon his great throne. She wasn't happy, she'd never be. No matter how much Chase tried. She rebelled and resisted, but it only kept Chase entertained. She'd never leave, she was imprisoned. She thought back to when she first had come to challenge Chase, she had been free and adventurous. She knew Chase had cheated her somewhere in between, but she could never prove it. She now sits at Chase's side, eternally his, she was someone he spent time with, forever to be with, and she kept him amused…forever…

Well, that's the end of this story! I'm glad many of you liked it!

There is a sequel that is put up, however i am rewriting, so it flows much better. Please check it out!

-missmurder16