Chapter 3 of the update week. There have been a few technical difficulties, so it took a bit longer than expected for chapter two to be posted.

A World Deep in Disorder

Chapter Twenty: Dark of Larkton

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DISCLAIMER: Refer to Chapter Nine's Disclaimer.

Kyle/Alyssa Saga Chapter XIV:

The champion was very powerful looking-figure, indeed. A big eight-foot-tall Mewtwo with a metallic silver coat. "I am Dark of Larkton… bow before me child." The champion bellowed.Kyle just rushed forward, and blew fire at Dark, who teleported out of the way, and threw a big sphere of psychic power back at Kyle, who, with a swipe of his mighty claws, reflected it back at Dark. It became somewhat of a ping-pong match, and the sphere of dark energy was the ball. (Somewhat like what happens in OoT between Link and Ganondorf).

"Ha… I'm just getting started!" Dark yelled, catching his energy ball. He then shot it back out at Kyle, but several others accompanied it. Kyle inhaled, and then breathed out a ton of flames that made the balls of energy disintegrate. "Is that all?" Kyle roared. "Nope… I've still got plenty more where that came from." Dark said, as he floated over at Kyle at rapid speeds. Meanwhile, Alyssa was looking on from the sidelines, cheering for Kyle.

…Elsewhere…

The two gatemen were standing watch over Grandville's gate. It was a fairly boring job. Suddenly, thick fog rolled over the fields. "What the? This is weird…" The first gateman said. "I know. This hasn't happened at all before…" The second gateman replied. "Wait…d-do you see that?" The first gateman asked. "See…what?" The second asked.

There was a long silence. "Um…see what?" The second gateman asked again. No reply. Suddenly, the bloody corpse of the first gateman landed in front of him, dead. An enormous cutlass was stabbed through his chest. "What the?" The second gateman asked. Looking up, he saw another demon of pure hatred looming over him, surrounded in blue flames, eight feet tall, and with two giant cutlasses. Before the guard could even whistle, a huge cutlass pierced his stomach. It was then that another pure hatred emerged from the fog behind the first one.

"BROTHER KlLLED…Killers' in there." The first demon said. "All shall perish!" The second demon yelled, as the two demons entered Grandville.

…Back to the Coliseum…

Kyle and Dark were pushing against each other in a test of strength, and it seemed to be a stalemate. "Give it up…its time for me to win." Dark said, as his eyes began to glow a golden color. "You're the one who's losing." Kyle replied, as he began to inhale. Kyle then released a gigantic wave of flame breath into Dark's face, and Dark shot two beams of psychic power from his eyes at Kyle. There was a big explosion.

When the smoke cleared, the two fighters were standing, both extremely fatigued. Dark was severely burned, and Kyle had lots of black scorch marks on him. "You…cannot…win…I…am…the…champion…" Dark said. "Never…" Kyle replied. He then focused his eyes for a minute. "…Besides… I've already… won." He then panted. "What… do you… AURGH!" Dark yelled, clutching his side, as he fell to the ground in defeat, but only after he automatically transformed back into his human form. "I…win…" Kyle panted, before transforming back into his human form, and falling to the ground in exhaustion.

"Kyle!" Alyssa yelled, jumping over the Iron bars that separated the audience and the battle arena, and picking up Kyle. She then brought him to the infirmary. "Well…he just needs a bit of rest… he took out the champion, you know… and it was someone much older than he." The doctor said. Kyle was lying down on a bed, he was now conscious, and Alyssa was at his side, looking at him with a concerned look on her face. The doctor had left the room.

"Lyss…what happened?" Kyle asked. "You defeated Dark, but you overexerted yourself a bit with that last attack." Alyssa replied, and then reached into her pocket, taking out a huge payload of coins. "See? We now have four hundred coins!" She then said. Kyle nodded. "Thanks for being here for me, Lyss." He said. Alyssa nodded. "It's no problem, you're here for me, right?" She then asked in reply. "Yeah… we need each… other…" Kyle said, before falling asleep of exertion.

Suddenly, there was a loud crash, and a couple of shouts and screams were heard. Suddenly, a tournament host came into the room. "Help! We're being attacked by two living masses of blue fire with swords!" He exclaimed. Alyssa's eyes widened. "There's more pure hatred…" She whispered. "Come on! We need help!" The host exclaimed. Without even a word, Alyssa ran past the host, and into the ring. 'They must be after Kyle and me… whatever I do, I can't let them reach Kyle…' Alyssa thought.

…In the ring…

All the competitors were attacking the two pure hatred demons, but to no avail. With each single mighty sweep of their blades, ten competitors fell. When Alyssa arrived, only six were left, and they were the more elite. One was in a Marth form, one in a Roy form, one in a Samus form, one in a Mario form, one in a Luigi form, and one in a Zelda form. Alyssa transformed into her Sheikah form.

The first of the pure hatreds ran forward toward Alyssa, who jumped over it, and threw some needles at it. However, the needles just burned to pieces upon contact with the demon. Alyssa sighed. 'That won't work…' She thought.

The pure hatred continued onwards towards the Mario. The Mario jumped onto the flat side of the blade, and used it to run toward the demon's face. However, the demon's other blade cleaved the Mario into a bloody two.

The Marth, during all this, slashed at the demon's back, but the demon caught the blade with a third arm that appeared, and used the Marth's own blade to disembowel him.

On the other end of the stadium, the pure hatred cleaved the Luigi and Zelda in half with a single swing. The Samus managed to get a good missile into the Demon's face, but two more arms appeared from the pure hatred, and with the extra two arms, it grabbed the samus, and crushed him or her, you really couldn't tell, in its overwhelmingly powerful grip.

Now it was Alyssa, against two four-armed pure hatreds. Lovely odds, aren't they? However it was at this moment that Alyssa got an idea. If she got into a direct melee weapons fight, she'd lose. Eight gigantic blades against a single kunai… wasn't the best of things to do.

Alyssa then disappeared, and reappeared on one of the hatred's many blades. Both of the hatreds tried to cleave her in two, but they both ended up leaving deep slash wounds in each other, and Alyssa emerged unscathed. "I HATE YOU!" Pure Hatred1 yelled. "Of course! We're pure hatred! So, I hate you, too!" Pure Hatred2 exclaimed.

They got into a mini-scuffle. Alyssa sighed. "My work is done." She said, before transforming into her human form and walking away. However, four mighty flaming arms wrapped around her. Pure Hatred1 was holding her, while Pure Hatred2 was getting his sword ready to run her through. "Humans… disgusting creatures… all of you shall die." Pure Hatred2 exclaimed.

"ALYSSA!" Shouted a familiar voice. Alyssa looked over to see Kyle, in his Bowser form. He was still extremely fatigued, breathing heavily, and had a bunch of scorch marks on him. "Kyle?" Alyssa exclaimed, shocked to see him on his feet already. "…I'm here, Lyss… just trust me, and hold still." Kyle said. Alyssa nodded, and kept perfectly still.

"WILDFIRE!" Kyle exclaimed, as he breathed out a HUGE, and I mean huge breath of pure red flames. The flames incinerated the demons, swirled around Alyssa, but not touching her, and then going up like a tornado, with Alyssa safe in the center, and reducing the entire freaking huge stadium to blackened rubble, with only the underground areas, like the infirmary, remaining untouched.

When the smoke and flames cleared, Kyle was exhausted in his human form, but still on his feet. Alyssa was also very exhausted. She ran over to him, and hugged him. "Thanks, Kyle." Alyssa stated. "What did I say? We need each other." Kyle replied. They were both very tired, so they had to lean on each other to walk. They checked the lower levels to see if any had survived the demons' wrath.

There was one.

Dark was laid out on his infirmary bed, with his burn wounds in mid-treatment. When not in his form, he was a tall and buff man of at least twenty-five, due to the age restriction, and had silver eyes and hair, which was somewhat long for a man's. He wore a black shirt, and blue jeans. "What…what just happened?" He asked. Both Kyle and Alyssa explained the story.

"The bastard things… I'll bet that this is the fault of the silver rogues…" Dark muttered. "Really? Because we're on a quest to obliterate the silver rogues." Alyssa said. "Would you care to join us?" Kyle asked. Dark thought for a minute. "It seems like a fools hope, if you ask me. I mean, the silver rogues are an elite force that popped up seven years ago, and it didn't take them long at all for them to take control… I mean, they've destroyed EVERY town besides the ones in the central region…" Dark explained.

"Every town? In that case, we have to destroy them as soon as possible." Kyle said. Alyssa nodded. "Also, they're run by a greater god. This means that no matter what you do, if you don't have the other greater god, you can't destroy the rogues." Dark explained. Alyssa smiled at this. "Can you keep a secret?" She asked. "Sure." Dark replied. Alyssa nodded to Kyle, who took off his shades.

"Your eyes… you're…the other greater god?" Dark asked. "Yeah, that's the story." Kyle said, putting the shades back on. "Well…maybe we have a chance after all…" Dark then said. "Wait! You're not freaked out?" Kyle asked. Dark shook his head. "No. There are a slight few people who believe that the other greater god would be the polar opposite of Kirth. However, the general public despises these people almost as much as the other greater god, himself. That's why I hang at this coliseum. It's a refuge." Dark explained.

"So there are people out there…" Alyssa whispered. Kyle was angry. "You're telling me, that just because there are people who actually believe in me, that they're looked down upon?" Kyle asked. Dark shook his head. "No. Much worse. These people are either branded, or executed on the spot, and if they're alive and branded THEN they're looked down upon. Alyssa, you're lucky that you haven't been branded. Common people consider this heresy… believing in the one who'll destroy us all… but you are living proof that it's not." Dark explained. "See, I've been branded, myself… I get to cover it up in the coliseum, but out in the open, I have to wear it so people can see it." He then added, lifting up his sleeve to show Kyle and Alyssa a harsh looking branding in the shape of a guillotine with a decaying skull on his arm, and the words 'Heretic' branded above it, on his arm.

"…You're shitting me!" Kyle exclaimed through clenched teeth, punching a wall, which almost crumbled under the force of his fist. "Yes, and I suggest that you keep those shades on. Many people would be happier to see you dead, and if they find you, they'll try to execute you." Dark said.

Kyle grimaced. "This is all Kirth's fault… he's the one shaming the word 'greater god.' However, the human race, in general, isn't making this easier. With the exception of those who believe in me, the others choose to believe in ignorance… the ultimate flaw of humans in general. Those who are free of these flaws are getting killed for it, though…" Kyle exclaimed in anger.

"This will all change when, or better yet if, the silver rogues are gone, and Kirth is killed by your own hand." Dark explained. "…Plus, I'll be happy to join you in your cause." He then added. "We'll be glad to accept the help!" Alyssa said. "Those bastards… we're going to make them all suffer…" Kyle muttered, as behind his shades, his eyes seemed to intensify.

…If you could see his eyes, it looked like a thunderstorm was going on inside of his pupils…

End of Chapter

Over two thousand words… that makes up for some of the previously short chapters. Anyways, submitting still sucks, so I may or may not get a fourth chapter today.

Until Next Chapter,

-Biggoron