A World Deep in Disorder

Chapter Sixty-Five: Return of the Kevin Saga

Well, only two more sagas remain… the Kevin Saga and the Kyle/Alyssa saga. Both already started, and ones I have been especially looking forward to continuing again. Now… the triumphant return of the Kevin saga.

DISCLAIMER: Refer to previous chapters' disclaimers.

Last Time: Kevin found the ruins of what used to be his hometown, Teriva. Now pissed off, Kevin vows to kill off the silver rogues. However, many years have now passed… so where will his quest take him, now?

Kevin Saga Chapter IV:

A seventeen-Year-old Kevin was sitting down at a table within a tavern, playing a few others in blackjack. Of course, they were gambling for money. There was a dealer, and two other guys playing with Kevin. The dealer passed out two cards to everyone. Kevin looked at his cards. A ten and a six. The others were looking at their cards. 'Two tens? No way I'm hitting… I'm staying. That Kevin bastard's won enough, tonight… it's my turn to win.' One of the guys thought. 'A five and a seven? I should hit…' The second guy thought. 'I'll stay right where I am.' The third guy thought.

"I'll stay." The first guy stated. "I'll stay." The third guy stated. "I'll hit." The second stated. "Hit." Kevin sighed. The dealer nodded, and dealt another card to both Kevin and the second guy. "So… what do you all got?" The dealer asked, as everyone revealed their cards. "Twenty." The first guy stated. "I busted." The second sighed. "Nineteen…" The third guy sighed. "Twenty-One! I win! …Again!" Kevin exclaimed. His next card was a five.

The others grumbled, as Kevin was given yet another huge bulging sack of coins. The dealer sighed. "I've had enough of this… why don't we make one last gamble?" He asked. Kevin nodded eagerly. "He liked gambling in blackjack. "…If you can pull off another twenty-One, then you get the remainder of the money. If you bust, or simply don't make twenty-one, then all the money you gained goes back to its respectful owners. Either way, this being the last game." The dealer stated. Kevin didn't even take the time to think about it. "I accept." He stated, as the dealer passed out two cards to him. The dealer had rigged it however… and the two cards that were given to Kevin were both tens.

'Great… I need a twenty-one, and I get twenty… but I have no choice but to hit.' Kevin thought. "Hit." He stated. The dealer smirked as he tossed Kevin the next card. Kevin could only grin. It was an ace. "I believe that this makes twenty-one…" Kevin laughed. "What!" The dealer asked, obviously shocked, as Kevin scooped up the remaining bags. Kevin now had twenty-one huge bulging sacks of coins at his side. "I don't even know how I'm going to carry these…" He sighed, as the others looked at him angrily.

"Heh… you did pick the wrong people to win against." The first guy stated. "Nobody robs the silver rogue blackjackers blind!" The second exclaimed. "Prepare to die!" The third exclaimed, as the dealer simply smirked, and begun his transformation. Kevin sighed, and stared at the four. Their expressions suddenly changed from shock to surprise. "H-How come I can't transform?" The second guy exclaimed. Kevin smirked. "Simple. I can jam the transformation ability of those who are weaker than I am. It's a trait I was born with." He stated.

"No matter." The first guy smirked, whipping out a dagger. The second took out a flail, and the third whipped out a gun. The dealer didn't have anything. The first guy made a stab at Kevin, but Kevin sidestepped it, and grabbed the dagger from his opponent's hands. He then used it to stab the second guy, who was approaching from behind, thus killing him. Kevin then stabbed the first guy as well. The third guy shot at him, but Kevin dodged, and threw the knife into his forehead.

The dealer smirked. "I don't even know why we call ourselves 'blackjackers'… its kind of a stupid name, if you ask me… we're just a group of rogues who like to have fun." He explained. Kevin scoffed at this. "Trying to make your way around death, are you? You know, I made a vow to kill you fucking rogues, and I'll stick to it!" He explained, taking the third guy's gun, and shooting the dealer with it. Kevin then dropped the gun, and sighed. As of now, the entire bar tavern was staring at him.

"Nothing to see here, folks… go back to what you were doing…" Kevin said, smiling sheepishly. Everyone just shrugged, now not caring about the bloody deaths that had occurred back there. Ever since the rogues came into power, such things were considered normal. Kevin sighed, somehow managing to lug twenty-one fifty pound sacks of coins to the bank, and cashed them in for a smaller sack of platinum coins, each platinum coins being worth a hundred normal coins.

Kevin sighed, and looked at the horizon. "I wonder where I'll go next?" He asked himself, as he made his way out of the town he was in.

End of Chapter

A tad short, but I think it was good, nonetheless. Another thing, I got a review asking why Kevin had four forms. That was a small mistake from the distant past, back in the early days of A World Embroiled in Chaos. I put in the interlude that Kevin had a blue ganondorf form. Ignore that completely, and replace that with his Dark Link form. Also, if you're going to ask me a question in a review that you expect a reply to, at least make sure that it's a signed review, because I can't give an actual reply message if its anonymous.

Until Next Chapter,

-Biggoron