A World Deep in Disorder
Chapter Twenty-Four: I hate the fact that the uploading thing waits until I have an onslaught of chapters to screw up…
Yes, read the above. It's day 2, and it STILL isn't working. Might as well whip up another chapter to freak you all out with my rapid-ness.
DISCLAIMER: Refer to Chapter Nine's Disclaimer.
Last Time: Stuff happened. You just read it, so no excuse for not remembering.
Kyle/Alyssa Saga Chapter XVII:
…Coastiand…
The sun was beginning to set. Five o' Clock was approaching. Of course, this gave Coastiand the idyllic paradise look it needed. In fact, the setting sun made the sky orange, and the sea looked somewhat orange, too. With the palm trees moving slightly in the gentle breezes… you get the idea.
"So…this is Coastiand." Dark said. "It's so peaceful… but don't they realize that they are at risk of silver rogue attack without any protection whatsoever?" He then asked. Kyle shrugged. "I guess they are ignorant… they expect for Fletcher to be forever able to protect them… they care nothing about their fellow humans, who are dying by the thousands around them. What they don't get is that Fletcher is a lesser god, and lesser god can't beat greater god. So when they all die, I have no pity for them. When they've gone through the pain and suffering that the rest of us have, maybe then they'll realize…" Kyle stated.
"Unfortunately, that's the view of the people who live in the central region, and being overwhelmingly blunt. In fact, I wonder why Kirth hasn't already mowed them down, himself." Dark said. "That's what it looks like." Alyssa sighed. "However, not all of them can be like that… some are conscious about what's going on, but are helpless to do anything about it." She then added, and the other two nodded.
"Well, I say that we go find the ferryman, now." Dark said, walking off toward the docks, as Kyle and Alyssa followed. They reached the docks, which had a small, but nice house near it. At the end of the docks was a mighty ship, it looked like a yacht, only there was something different about it that the three couldn't seem to put a finger on.
Dark's arm had been re-bandaged, so they didn't have any problems with the townspeople. The three went into the small house on the close end of the docks.
"Whaddaya want?" A man who looked around 45 said grumpily. Well, the guy must've been a living fossil to look 45… it means that he was that age when the evolution occurred. "Um… we're here for a trip to Fighter Island…" Dark said. "Oh! Customers!" The ferryman exclaimed, suddenly cheerful. He was a salty pirate-type of guy, with an eye patch over his left eye, and his right eye was brown. His hair was black, and he wore hat. He also had rugged facial hair. "Forgive me for my rude manners! Me name be Pellang! Yar!" The ferryman yelled.
"Um… sure, now are you gonna get us to fighter island or what?" Kyle asked. "…Three thousand coins round-trip for the three of ye." Pellang exclaimed. Alyssa tossed him the three thousand coins. "Thank ye! We depart tomorrow!" Pellang yelled. "Um…sure." Kyle said, as the three walked out of the small house.
"What a nut job." Kyle muttered. "He's supposed to be a ferryman, but he looks like a pirate…" Alyssa added. "Well, we'll never know the deal with him." Dark said. "So what are we gonna do now?" Alyssa then asked. Kyle sighed. "How about we get hotel rooms?" He asked. The others nodded. "Sounds good." Alyssa replied.
…Ten minutes later…Dark was in his own room, and Kyle and Alyssa were in their own room. "What do you think, Alyssa? Think that this will work?" Kyle asked. Alyssa nodded. "This plan to take down the rogues? It'll work." She replied. "Yeah… we have me to fight Kirth, and we need a lot more people as the equalizers for the rest of the army's numbers." Kyle sighed. "Kyle…" Alyssa began, but looked out the window at the setting sun. They were really high up, and a beach was below them. "…Want to go for a walk along the beach?" She then asked. Kyle looked at Alyssa, and smiled. "That would be awesome, I'd be glad to." He said. Alyssa smiled back. "Let's go." She said, as the two walked out.
…Five minutes later…
Kyle and Alyssa were walking along the beach together by the sunset. "So…what do you plan on doing after all this is done?" Alyssa asked, amongst the waves gently crashing onto the beach in the background. "After what is done?" Kyle asked. "This. The war against the silver rogues… where do you plan on settling down and living?" Alyssa asked. "It's not like we have any home to return to." She then added. Kyle thought about it for a moment. "I think I'll go where I belong. The plane that's rightfully mine." Kyle said. "…So…I'll never see you again after that…" Alyssa said softly. "Is that what you really think? You're coming with me, you know." Kyle replied. "Really?" Alyssa asked. "I wouldn't go without you!" Kyle replied. Alyssa paused for a moment and looked at Kyle. "Oh, Kyle…" She said. Kyle paused. "Why are you looking at me like that?" He asked.
As an answer, Alyssa pretty much tackle-hugged him, and Kyle was almost knocked off his feet. "Thank you." Alyssa whispered into his ear, and giving him a kiss on the cheek. Kyle then turned around and gave her a kiss on the lips. It definitely brightened things up a lot… for both of them.
… The next day…
The three woke up bright and early to go to the docks where Pellang was waiting. "Yar! We be going now! Come aboard!" Pellang yelled. Kyle sighed. "This is going to be some trip…" He muttered. "I'll say." Alyssa whispered back.
…Fifteen minutes later…
The ship was now on the high seas. Kyle, Alyssa, and Dark were sitting at a table and talking while having to endure Pellang's sea shanties. "Yo ho, and a bottle of Joe, I say we go, to Kokomo!" Pellang was singing all pirate-like in the background.
Dark turned to Kyle and Alyssa. "You know, we should take this opportunity to know each other better. I mean, I don't know much about you two except that one's a greater god, and all that you two know about me is that I'm the champion of the coliseum, and I am a branded." Dark began. Kyle thought for a moment. "You first." He said. "Ok." Dark replied, getting ready to tell his tale.
…Meanwhile…
"Dammit… so he isn't in Grandville…" Josh muttered. "We spent too much time searching Grandville… we're going, now." Ace replied. "But to where?" Josh then asked. "Coastiand. I have a hunch as to where they're going…" Ace replied, as the two walked off.
…After a bit of walking…
The two stumbled upon five mangled corpses in the field. Apparently, they've been dead for a day, now. Two of them lacked heads, one had a hole through his face, one had a hole in his body, and one lacked eyes. Pieces of brain, inner organs, and all sorts of twisted things were scattered around the plains.
"Who…who could've done this?" Josh asked. "…It was your little brother." Ace replied, after some thought. "My little brother did this? No way!" Josh exclaimed. "No, he did all right. Something that they said must've made him snap… and what's weird about it is that he didn't even transform…" Ace was saying. "You're shitting me." Josh replied. Ace shook his head. "Something very dangerous lurks inside your little brother." Ace replied.
End of Chapter
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Until Next Chapter,
-Biggoron