A World Deep in Disorder
Chapter Seventy-Three: Under Attack
Well, here we are with the next chapter…DISCLAIMER: Refer to previous chapters' disclaimers.
Last Chapter: Opening the door, Kyle looked inside, followed by Alyssa. This really was deluxe. The carpet was softer than anything thought possible, and an ornate golden chandelier was hanging from the ceiling in the center of the room. Two king-sized white beds were in the main room, with a large an ornate mirror in between them, above a set of bureaus. Next to the beds, on the opposite side of the room was a set of sliding doors that appeared to be large windows, leading to a nice balcony. Across from the beds was a large TV positioned inside of a cabinet. To the TV's left was a sparkling clean bathroom, in which everything seemed to shine in. The sink, the shower, and even the toilet. The room also had a nice smell to it, and was overall quite large.
Kyle smirked at this. "This room is definitely Grandville's best." He stated, as Alyssa took this opportunity to slip her shoes off and lay on the bed that she claimed as hers. "I think we're going to enjoy our stay in Grandville." She smiled. "I really think we are." Kyle said back. "…All the long traveling has finally come to an end with a rewarding top-class stay in Grandville…" He then added.
Kyle/Alyssa Saga Chapter XXIII:
Kyle stood in the middle of complete darkness. Looking around, he wondered where the hell he was. Suddenly, out of nowhere, an infinite sea of Pure Hatreds appeared. Kyle transformed into his Bowser form, and was able to kill a few, before being overwhelmed by the rest of them. It was then that an unidentifiable voice echoed through his mind.
…You can't go on like this forever…
…That which you want to keep inside you forever must be released…
…Though you don't want to unleash it for fear of Alyssa's safety, you may have to… to save her life…
It was then that there was a bright flash of light, and Kyle had transformed into his third and final form. He was a fourteen-foot tall green Yoshi with brown spikes on the back of his head, and black shades covering his eyes. Where the white usually is, is an orange-red. He had claws, and a large spiked collar to demonstrate his power. His shoes were red, and he had two enormous phoenix wings that were as large as he was.
The pure hatreds all backed off, and began hissing things to each other. It was then that Kyle made an unbelievably loud roar, revealing his large and sharp teeth, and silencing all the pure hatreds. His hands were suddenly surrounded in flame. He threw the flames into the crowds of pure hatreds, each of the fireballs creating an explosion that killed ten pure hatreds apiece instantly. Then, with a mighty flap of his wings, he flew up into the air, inhaled, and released an enormous wave of Magma from his mouth, which made his Bowser form's Wildfire attack look puny. This easily destroyed the remaining waves of pure hatred.
…
It was then that Kyle woke up. It was all a dream. He then sighed, as he knew that dream had a lot of truth to it. As powerful as he was, he wouldn't be able to go on forever avoiding the use of his greatest form.
First he looked at the digital clock on the nightstand. It was about 5:45 A.M. He then looked over at the other bed, at Alyssa. She was still sleeping soundly. It seemed like she always slept soundly… and she was so beautiful while she was sleeping. Kyle paused mid-thought. Actually she was always beautiful, no matter what. Then, he looked out the window-doors to see that the sky was still pretty dark outside. The clouds were a purplish-black color, and there was an occasional ray of light shining down from between the clouds. It was truly a sight to behold… and the strong morning wind that accompanied it made it all the better.
Kyle then decided to take his shower and get dressed, which didn't really take him all that long. After he was all ready for the day, he walked to the balcony… as it was still only 6 A.M. He didn't really feel like eating anything… he wasn't all that hungry, yet.
He then sat down on a chair on the balcony, and, while looking at the sky, began to go into deep thought. He was wondering what he and Alyssa would do next. He was thinking that after this little vacation was over that he and Alyssa should start a clan… the one that Janus said would eventually lead to the silver rogues' downfall.
…But what if the rogues were wiped out? It didn't seem at all possible… this nightmare would probably always last forever.
And even if, what about the thought of the pure hatreds? Nobody still knew where the hell they came from. Back to the clan situation, they'd need more people… as two people don't make a clan. They'd need Clan members, which would be hard to come by, and a spot to set up their base… although Kyle already had an idea as to where.
…He then wondered if he'd ever have to go up against Kirth. It seemed like it was his destiny that he would. He also wondered if he'd ever avenge his uncle and finally kill Ace. He vowed that the next time they fought, he'd kill him. Plus, there was something inside him that spoke of ill omen… like he was part of what would become an even greater battle between two entities who made everything and everyone else look like pawns. Kyle then thought of how stupid that thought sounded, and dismissed it. The sound of running water then interrupted his thoughts.
Turning to look inside, he discovered that Alyssa was no longer in bed. 'She must be taking a shower.' Kyle thought, going inside. He turned on the TV, and began watching an episode of Full Metal Alchemist to pass the time, while lying down on his bed.
Around the time the show ended, the shower water stopped running, and the sound of the shower curtain opening could be heard. Two minutes later, Alyssa stepped out of the bathroom, fully clothed, and completely dried off. "So, what are we going to do for today, Kyle?" She asked. Kyle then thought. "Well, we can discuss that over breakfast, ok?" He asked. "This early?" Alyssa asked. "Trust me, they serve breakfast around seven-ish… and I think you're hungry right about now…" Kyle replied, as Alyssa realized how hungry she really was. "Alright, let's go." She said, putting on her socks and shoes, and then leaving the room as Kyle held the door for her. Kyle then locked the door behind him as they left.
…Ten minutes later…
Kyle and Alyssa had sat down at a table in a place called… the Breakfast Place. "Generic name." Kyle muttered, causing Alyssa to giggle a little. The waiter then came up to take their orders. "Alright… what is it that you two would like, today?" He asked. "I'll just have some pancakes and bacon." Alyssa replied. "Make that two." Kyle added. "Alright… your food will arrive in approximately… ten minutes…" The waiter said, bowing slightly, and then walking away. "…Good thing those shades shield your eyes… they make it so that everyone doesn't go crazy around you, eh?" Alyssa asked in a whisper. Kyle nodded. "Yeah… they've worked for all this time." He said.
Suddenly, a frantic woman burst into the Breakfast place. "FLAMING DEMONS HAVE COME INTO GRANDVILLE!" She exclaimed, and then fainted. Suddenly, a lot of screams could be heard outside. Alyssa then sighed in frustration. "…And I thought we could enjoy a peaceful breakfast together…" She said in disappointment. Kyle then smirked. "Ya know… could we just forget about everything going on outside, and continue with our breakfast…?" He asked hopefully. "I wish… but it'll probably come here… so let's go, kill whatever the hell's out there, and come back to this, ok?" Alyssa asked. "…Fine, fine." Kyle said, slightly annoyed with the fact that his ideal breakfast with Alyssa had just been interrupted.
The two went outside, and saw a couple of buildings knocked over, and a lot of scorched areas in the ground. Almost the entire area of Grandville that they were in had been destroyed. Kyle then looked toward the source. It looked like ten pure hatreds. "Oh great… let's just kill these off, and get back to our breakfast." Kyle stated, transforming into his Bowser form. Alyssa nodded. "This won't be that easy though… Ten pure hatreds seems like a lot of trouble… no wonder why they crushed Grandville's wall of defense so easily." She replied, transforming into her sheikah form. "Whatever. They're going down." Kyle then roared.
End of ChapterNothing to say at this point. Look forward to more chapters, tomorrow.
Until Next Chapter,
-Biggoron