A World Deep in Disorder

Chapter Nine: Kevin's return

I'm in a meh-ish mood. Anyways, here's a chapter.

DISCLAIMER: I've written too many of these. Besides, it's not like this entire story is not mine. I have full ownership of Jery, Tyler, Jarod, Brian, Tamrin, Yirek, Kirth, Zalthyr, Jeff, Alex, Jason, Fletcher, and (especially) Kyle. Kevin, Alyssa, Harris, Badge, etc. are all properties of their respectful owners. Also, the transformations themselves, not the characters they are based on, and a majority of the techniques used, are also property of their respectful owners. This storyline is also mine, and I'm rather proud of it. The only things Nintendo owns are the characters that the transformations are based-upon, and the use of coins, the new world's currency.

Kevin Saga Chapter III:

…Last time, Kevin decided that the silver rogues were kind of boring, so he left on a speedboat. He was then attacked by an enormous pirate ship, which was manned by the pirate captain, Pelland, and his crew. Kevin slew the entire crew, and threw Pelland off the side of THE PIRATE SHIP. Kevin, with the ship, took a break from the stormy seas, to stay in a cave on a small and mysterious island. Inside, he found a long-forgotten chamber probably as old as time itself. He learned the prophecy of the oldest religion, Almerion, the long-abandoned religion, since everyone resorted to being Atheist, the religion who's prophecies have a terribly high accuracy, as they have written down every single event that has happened from their time, to this very day, and until the world's end, predicting its very moves during their time, millenniums ago. Soon after, Kevin returned to the stormy weather outside, and took off on his ship to land. Though the weather was still awful, he knew where he was going to go…

The sky was still dark, filled with ominous clouds, as thunder raged, and the rain fell at a steady pace. The rain seemed to lighten up a little. It wasn't the pounding rains he experienced on the seas. This was a softer, and much more gentle rain. The thunder had also gone from loud cracks of lightning, to deep rumbles in the distance, resonating from the area around silver isle (The ocean stronghold/island that Yirek once controlled).

Not knowing what time it was, or even caring in the least, Kevin walked over the land, burnt and charred, it seemed to collapse under his shoes. Eventually, he made his way over to what he was looking for: the nearest town. Unfortunately, it was in ruins. It was all charred black rubble, but you could still make out what the buildings had been. The memories began coming back to Kevin in a gigantic rush as he walked through the obliterated town.

He first went by the shop. The shop of bottles…with stuff in them. Of course, now it was a big pile of ash, but the blacked sign stating the shops name still existed…miraculously.

A six-year-old Kevin walked down the path dusty path, and into the shop. A kindly middle-aged man with small reading glasses named Pete, or Stinky Pete, as he didn't mind being called, for whatever reason, was behind the counter, reading a book. He noticed Kevin, and smiled. "Ah, Kevin, which bottle will it be today?" Pete asked, allowing Kevin to look at the various bottles behind him. Kevin looked at the bottles for a little while, and then pointed to a large purple one. "That one!" He exclaimed. "Ok, then… here you go…free of charge for today." Pete said, handing Kevin the bottle. Kevin nodded, took it, and opened it…

Kevin smirked at these memories… long-forgotten memories that he'd previously lost. Kevin then looked to find the charred stone structure that was the windmill. It was in a decrepit state, blackened, but still standing, nonetheless. It was the town's signature monument, the mark of the old world. The blades of the windmill remained dislodged, and on the ground in front of the windmill, and some of the blades missing. The remainder was blackened.

The six-year-old Kevin smirked as he reached his hiding spot in the upper rafters of the windmill. Not even the windmill's organgrinder (Picture the guy from Ocarina of Time, who sat in the windmill playing the song of storms) knew how these rafters were accessible. Teasing the organgrinder had become a habit of Kevin's. He took an egg and threw it down at the unsuspecting organgrinder. Splattered yoke landed on the organgrinder's head, and he stopped playing, and looked up. He couldn't see Kevin, so he shrugged, took a towel, wiped his hair of yoke, and starting playing like he pointlessly did 23/7 (He gets an hour off). It was then that Kevin decided to drop the entire dozen of eggs down below…

Kevin smiled. Good memories, good memories. He then came upon the ashes that were the ruins of what was once his home. It was then that he saw images of his family dying at the hands of the silver rogues, and Kirth, sensing his abilities, took him in, and then brainwashed him to be evil. Fortunately, Kevin was now seeing the light. "I guess that this is all that remains of Teriva... Those silver bastards… I'm going to make them all die…" He said through clenched teeth.

End of Chapter

Well, that was the end of the first leg of Kevin saga. Where will we go next? Chronological order dictates the second phase of the Kyle/Alyssa saga… I tried to combine humor with seriousness… well, anyways, review, people! (P.S: This chapter was supposed to be up yesterday, but I had technical difficulties uploading it).

Until Next chapter,

-Biggoron