A World Deep in Disorder
Final Chapter: A World Deep in Disorder
Well, here we are, down to the last two chapters. They're both going to be long as hell, so enjoy them… Muhuhahahahahahahahahaa!
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…And so… Time passed, and life went on as usual. Fall soon turned into winter, and winter turned into spring, and then gave summer and fall a break, and went right back to Winter. The Clan had grown in size, as new members had joined. Jery's brother, Brian, an acquaintance of Kevin, Jarod, some lackey scrawny kid with no skill at all who has a diet of only cheese and crackers named Cam, and Phill had joined the Clan. They were then marked as the lower members. Alyssa and Kevin did as they were told, and hid their true skills, thus allowing Josh to become second-in-command so that Kyle could keep a close eye on him. Alyssa, Kevin, Kacie, Jery, and Jarod's friend Tyler had become the elites of the clan. Kyle remained Clanmaster, and that's how things stood. However, things weren't right this winter… the air thickened, and for the first time ever, the white leaves of the winter trees turned black… such was an ominous thing… and Kyle wasn't the only one who was noticing it.
Kyle/Alyssa Saga Chapter XXX:
Saga Final ChapterKyle was back on his top balcony, with Alyssa. They were staring out into the endless sea of trees. "…Can you feel it, Lyss?" Kyle sighed. Alyssa nodded. "Yes… it's like the very atmosphere itself has thickened, the trees have turned black, and the sky has remained a clouded gray… everything seems… Distorted." Alyssa replied in a whisper. Kyle gritted his teeth. "…Alyssa…" He began.
"…What is it, Kyle?" She asked. "…He's not waiting for me to come to him… he's taking the fight to me, now." Kyle replied in a serious tone. "…Who is? What do you mean?" Alyssa asked. "…Kirth is coming." Kyle replied.
There was a very long pause.
"W…what are you going to do?" Alyssa then asked, breaking the silence. Kyle closed his eyes, and sighed. "The only thing I can do. Meet him, far away from here… if he comes here, you'll be in danger." He stated. "But… I'm coming with you!" Alyssa exclaimed. Kyle then looked at her, and shook his head. "You can't. Kirth is a greater god like me, but far more experienced. He's the reason my name was tarnished… it's my responsibility to kill him." He said. "Have I ever failed you yet?" Alyssa then asked, concern in her eyes.
"No, but that's not it. Kirth's far more powerful than anything else alive… at this point, even me… I don't think I'm really ready to fight him, but I have no choice, do I? …And most importantly, I can't take the risk of losing you… if I lost you… I… I…" Kyle explained, holding his head in pain.
"I WOULD KILL THE GODDAMN BASTARD WHO'D EVEN THINK OF HARMING YOU!" Kyle then exclaimed, his voice not human… but three overlapping voices at once… his own voice, the voice of a demonic entity, and a voice that can be only described as the voice of sheer omnipotence, itself. The very planet cracked open when he yelled out like this, and exploded… the entire plane of exsistence trembled in complete and utter fear.
Suddenly, Kyle opened his eyes, and he was standing there, but it was like that last outburst never happened. Alyssa looked at him, extremely concerned, noticing that Kyle was holding his head in pain. It was rare that Kyle showed any signs of weakness, and Alyssa knew this better than anyone.
"…I'm… fine." Kyle said. "Look, just promise me that you'll stay here where it's safe, ok?" He asked. "…I… will." Alyssa said, after a long pause. "…And I'm serious this time… Kirth has powers that make Ace look like nothing at all… if… I don't… succeed… there will be nowhere to run… Kirth will have won, and he and the silver rogues will have taken over all six planes of existence, and even the core… meaning that all of the infinity that is existence will be his to control… so gather up as much as you can… and fight him." Kyle explained.
"Are you crazy? Us fight him? The only one who can take him on is you, because you're a greater god." Alyssa exclaimed. Kyle sighed. "There's no other option. Perhaps the abilities of you, Kevin, and a few others may be enough to hold him off… I don't know. Just wish me luck ok?" Kyle asked.
"…Good Luck…" Alyssa whispered. "…Goodbye, Lyss." Kyle stated, sadly. "Goodbye… Kyle." Alyssa said, her eyes welling up with tears. Alyssa then threw herself into Kyle's open arms, and they embraced again… the heavy atmosphere lifting for the moment… one of those moments that's like no other.
…But before Alyssa even knew it, Kyle was gone, leaving only his whispering words in the wind.
"…I'm sorry, Lyss…"
…Meanwhile…
There was a Clan fortress somewhere in the forest. Two men were on their posts as the lookout, sitting down in the two tall towers, one on each side of the gate. "Hey, Joey…" One of them exclaimed. "Yeah, Frank?" The other, Joey, replied. "…Doesn't this bother you? Everything seems slightly distorted." Frank, the first guy stated. "I don't know… it's kind of calming, really." Joey replied. "If you think so…" Frank said, looking into his telescope, out into the forest path that led to their Clan's fortress.
For fifteen minutes, there was a long pause, and there were no sounds. Only snow fell down from the sky. "Oh… my… gods…" Frank then said, attracting Joey's attention. "What is it, Frank?" Joey asked. "…Someone's coming this way… and his mere presence is burning all the trees down in his path… Alert the Clan!" Frank exclaimed. Joey then nodded, and pulled out a megaphone.
"CLAN ROSMIN! GET TO YOUR POSITIONS! CODE RED! WE'RE UNDER ATTACK!" Joey yelled through the megaphone. Within the next minute, the walls were lined with Link and Young Link archers, waiting for their target to get in their range…
Meanwhile, Kirth was strolling down the forest path, his mere presence igniting all the trees he was walking by in purple flames. His eyes, radiating purple with the aura of death, were hungry for what they were known for. Killing. Massacre. Death.
He got in their range, and all the Clan members fired him upon. He didn't even bother transforming, and all of the arrows bounced off of him. "IT'S KIRTH! THE GREATER GOD! EVACUATE THE CLANMASTER!" Joey then yelled through his megaphone.
Joey and Frank then got down from their positions, and to their Clanmaster, Rosmin. "Master, we're here to evacuate you." Frank said. Rosmin shook his head. "No. Let us stay and fight. We have many." He stated. "It's Kirth out there! The greater god!" Joey then exclaimed. Rosmin's eyes widened. "Oh… in that case… let us leave… to the rear exit!" He exclaimed, as he, Frank, and Joey went out the back entrance.
Meanwhile, the archers were still up on the wall, and firing at Kirth, hoping that their shots would be doing damage. Then, the front gate opened, and all of the Clan's melee fighters, mainly Marths and Roys, made a human wall as they came out of the gate. "Forward men! We must fight so our Clanmaster can escape!" The second-in-command exclaimed. They all let out a war cry, and ran forward. Kirth sighed. "How futile." He stated, transforming into his mighty Bowser form. An eight-foot tall goliath of a transformation, which was dark purple, with long gray hair. He then inhaled, and…
…Meanwhile…
Rosmin looked upon his fortress for the last time. "Master! We gotta go!" Frank exclaimed. "I… Just wanted to look upon my fortress… for one final time…" Rosmin stated.
KER-BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMM!
Suddenly, the entire fortress had been completely wiped out by a gigantic wave of purple flame, probably two hundred feet high, and two hundred feet long. "No! My Clan!" Rosmin yelled, running back. "No! Master!" Joey yelled, but suddenly, a claw was shoved through his gut, and he died.
"Joey?" Frank yelled, but he, too… met the same exact fate.
"Frank? Joey? Everyone?" Rosmin exclaimed, dropping to the ground in tears. The Clan he had just worked so hard for all these years was gone. "Relax. You're not alone… I'm still here, aren't I?" Kirth then asked. Rosmin turned around to see Kirth smirking, and in his human form.
"You!" Rosmin exclaimed, lunging at Kirth, who merely grabbed him by the throat, and lifting him off the ground. "Tell me… do you know the location of Kyle… of Clan Wildfire?" Kirth asked. "…N-N..e..ver… h-hear…d… of… the-em…" Rosmin gasped. "… Then you are of no use to me." Kirth said, looking directly into Rosmin's eyes. Rosmin couldn't help but stare back… the eyes were so eerie… and full of the essence of death. Before he could even tell, that essence of death had welcomed him into its cold embrace.
Kirth tossed aside the lifeless body. "Pathetic human." He stated. Suddenly, Kyle walked into the area. "…There you are… the one who's tarnished my name, and caused me so much trouble…" Kyle stated.
"Ah… Kyle, is it? … I've been looking for you. It is an honor to meet my counterpart… the other greater god." Kirth smirked. "…Just shut the hell up so we can fight, already." Kyle replied, unamused. "Why… how down to the point. Look, I have a deal for you… why don't you join me, as a fellow god, so that together, we can wipe out all of humanity, eh?" Kirth asked. Kyle shook his head. "You can take that offer, and shove it up your ass." He stated.
"My, My… well, you do need to realize that… these humans are inferior to you… yet many of them scorn you. You should join me, and put them in their place." Kirth said.
"The reason they hate me is because of you." Kyle replied.
"Bull shit. You're a god. Your very existence should be to serve the humans their demise." Kirth stated.
"I only live for and serve for one… and she happens to be a human… so you're going down, Kirth." Kyle said through gritted teeth.
"…It seems that you've made up your mind… very well, I won't toy with you, and I'll make it quick." Kirth said, as the sky began to darken. Lightning suddenly flashed in the sky, and the once distorted winter day had soon turned into a maelstrom of nightmares. The gray sky turned a dark purple, and all the trees within a good three miles of the area spontaneously burst into flame. Black lightning crashed down from the sky like crazy. Suddenly, all of the black lightning crashed down from the sky, and onto Kirth, who was smirking an evil smile, with bloodlust in his eyes. "You've seen a lot, kid, I'll give you that… but you've never seen anything like THIS!" Kirth exclaimed, before everything blacked-out.
There was then a mighty surge of power, and Kirth now stood in his most powerful form… his Mewtwo form. The Form of the God of Death, himself. He stood around 13'9" and was midnight blue in color. His eyes were the eerie purple of his normal form. All of a Mewtwo's normally rounded joints were more like spikes in this form, including the fingers, so that they were more like claws. Even the long tail was spiked at the end, making it similar to a scorpion's tail. The aura of death emitted from him.
Kyle sighed… Kirth was right. He had faced a lot, but nothing like this. Not even close. Ace was nothing compared to this. Well, he had no choice. He'd just toss himself at his new foe, and stop this once and for all. He transformed in his Bowser form… which stood at 8'2", and had a green shell and face. His flame like-hair went down his back; similar to Vovaligia's for those of you who played Ocarina of Time, and was brown in color. Well, he was at a major size disadvantage, but that wouldn't stop him.
Kirth then laughed. His voice was really eerie… a combination of two voices going on at the same time… Kirth's own voice, and the voice of Death, itself.
"Is that what you're going to fight me with…? …Pitiful… but if you want to die, then you're on the right track." Kirth stated.
Kyle gritted his teeth. "Don't… underestimate this form. I'm going to take you down." He stated. Kirth simply smirked. "Just try."
Kyle roared in anger, and charged at Kirth, who was still smirking confidently. "…I thought my counterpart would be a bit better than this… oh well. Time for an easy match." Kirth then disappeared before Kyle ran into him. Kirth then appeared behind Kyle, and poked his shell with one of his sharp claws. Dark lightning coursed through the finger, and blasted Kyle far forward, and onto the ground. Kyle groaned in pain. 'Such power…' He thought.
He quickly got up, and breathed a huge amount of flame at Kirth. Kirth simply stood there, watching Kyle, amused, as the flame breath washed over him. Kyle smirked. 'Let's see him come out of that undamaged…' He thought.
He couldn't have been more wrong.
When the flames disappeared, Kirth was standing there, with no burn marks, or any signs that he got hurt at all. "…I honestly didn't hope that you think that would work…" He stated. Kyle gritted his teeth, and breathed the flame again. 'Guess he'll never learn…' Kirth thought, as all the flames washed over him again, but proving completely ineffective.
When the flames cleared, he was once again unscathed. "If it didn't work the first time, it's not gonna work a- What the?" Kirth yelled. He had to hold his hand out to block a spinning Kyle from barreling into him. The flames were only a distraction, as Kyle took the time to withdraw into his shell, spin around rapidly, and slide into Kirth. Unfortunately, Kirth saw the attack in time… it may have actually hurt him if it got through.
"A nice effort… but not good enough." Kirth stated, throwing Kyle backward, and into a tree, which fell down under the force. However, being in his shell protected him from most of the damage. Kyle then got out of his shell. "Damn… I though that would get him." He muttered.
'Heh. I think I'll toy with him for a little while.This is quite fun.' Kirth thought. Suddenly, another voice entered his mind. A rough, Evil, Cruel, cold, unforgiving, satanic, demonic, apocalyptic, and unspeakably powerful voice. 'You dumbass… what the goddamn fuck do you think you're doing..?'
'Relax, I've got this under control.'
'You can't be sure. Just finish the job. Once he's done, the only threat to your power will be gone, bringing me all the more closer to… my completed form.'
'Fine, fine… you never let me have any fun, master…'
Kirth then shot a gigantic beam of psychic energy out of his palm, which came so fast, that Kyle got no time to dodge. It blasted him back with the beam, which tore through many trees, for about a good five miles of forest. Kirth then warped to the final impact site.
Kyle had survived the blast, but he had a huge burn mark on his chest, and was barely standing. "I didn't think that you'd actually survive that… but it's time to end this." Kirth said, staring at Kyle. 'I've got only one option left…' Kyle thought.
Summoning up the last of his strength, he sprinted toward Kirth, which caught him off guard, and then, when he was right up close…
"WILDFIRE!" He exclaimed, blasting Kirth right in the face with the huge pillar of red flame, which remained in the area, and then swirled up into a giant flaming tornado of hellfire.
"…Survive… that…" Kyle panted. He then heard a chuckle. "I just did."
When the smoke cleared, Kirth was standing there, completely unscathed as he had been all match. He hadn't even broken a sweat, and it didn't even look like he was in a battle at all. Kyle's eyes widened. "No…" He muttered. The next thing he knew, and unseen force had drilled him into the ground, making a large crater, and it knocked him out of his Bowser form.
Kirth smirked, and looked down into the crater he had just made. Kyle was at the bottom of it, tired, in his human form, but still standing. Kirth frowned. "I didn't think that you'd survive all of this… oh well… time to really kill you." He stated.
Kyle sighed in defeat. He was going to lose. He had failed… and the entire world would suffer, but it wouldn't stop there. Next would be the entire universe, and it would quickly go to the entire multiverse, and then perhaps the entire dimension. His dominion may even spread to the entire plane, and then perhaps the entire plane of existence. From there, with nobody stopping him, he'd probably be able to take over all of existence, itself.
Kirth just smirked. "Die." He said, beginning to charge up a huge amount of energy in one of his fingers. Time then seemed to slow down, and Kyle had a flashback. He always knew what he had been fighting for, but never before more strongly than now.
…But it's better put as to whom he was fighting for…
-
It was late. Very late. The sky was midnight blue (perhaps because it was actually midnight. The sky was, however, filled to the brim with stars, probably every constellation in the book. Alyssa was inside, on her bed, and in her nightclothes. However, she was wide-awake. She couldn't sleep. Gut instinct told her that something was wrong…and it was something near. Therefore, she couldn't get an ounce of sleep. It was then that there was a small knock on her window.
Alyssa turned her head to see Kyle standing on the impossibly small ledge on the outside of her window. She sighed, and wondered how he could do that. 'Inherent abilities, I guess.' She thought, opening the window for him to enter the room. He was in his day clothes, as if he was about to go out for more training.
"Hey, Lyss. Can't sleep?" He asked. Alyssa shook her head. "I feel like there's something wrong going on in this very mansion." She stated, sounding quite serious, indeed. "Yeah…that's why I came over here, I felt like you were in danger." Kyle replied. Alyssa nodded at this. "Thank you." She said. "It's my pleasure, to be honest." Kyle replied. There was a momentary silence. "Want to go look at the stars, for now?" He asked, Alyssa nodded, and leaned her head out the window, which Kyle was sitting on.
There were more numerous stars in the sky than anything else ever seen. "Wow…it's like looking into another world…" Alyssa said in awe. Kyle nodded. "Yeah… didja know that this plane of existence is the only one where stars shine in the sky like this?" He then asked. "Really?" Alyssa asked in reply.
"The dark plane of existence ruled by Kirth is a large, ominous, and foreboding maelstrom of dark and bloody colors, with many flashes of lightning, all day and night long, it doesn't make a difference. The dead plane of existence is either sunny or cloudy all day, almost as bad as the dark plane, or in between. The others, I'm not so sure about, especially the core of existence. Nobody's ever been there… but legends surrounding it say that it contains an item of ultimately great and unfathomable power, an item that can turn your below average warrior into the next thing to a god. But if the gods, themselves got their hands on this item… who knows what'll happen?" Kyle explained.
Alyssa nodded, taking this all in. "Well, I hope that if any of the gods get it, that it'll be you." She said. Kyle smiled at this. "Also…being a greater god, doesn't that mean that you should have your very own plane of existence?" Alyssa asked. Kyle nodded. "Yes, in time, it'll be mine." He stated. "What do you think the climate will be like?" Alyssa asked. "It's said that the climate of a god-ruled plane of existence is determined by the god's personality. Kirth is the darkest and most evil, right? That's why his plane's worse than the dark side of death." Kyle explained. Alyssa nodded. "You'll have to take me with you to your plane of existence one day…" She stated. Suddenly, there was a comforting silence between them.
-
'I can't die… Not until I fulfill my promise to Alyssa… when this situation with the Silver Rogues is all over, I'll take her to my plane of existence… but until then…
…I'm not going to die.
…I know what I must do.'
Suddenly, Kyle's eyes began to flare with power like never before, and a white light enveloped him. The earth began to tremble in fear, and everything flashed in a bright light. It was pretty much the same thing as Kirth's transformation into his most powerful form. Kyle had finally decided to unleash his most powerful form, and fight fire with fire.
When the flash had cleared, Kyle stood in his strongest form… his Yoshi form, the God of Power. He was a mighty dark green Yoshi that stood at 14'5". Where the white was normally on a Yoshi's stomach, his stomach was a light orange, and the spikes on the back of his head were large and brown, like his hair in his human form was. He wore a red spiked collar to display his might, as it was a symbol of dominance among the Yoshi forms. His eyes were covered by black shades, but you could still feel the burning power in his intense blue eyes from behind them. His claws were all extremely sharp, and white as diamonds. His boots were both red, and two humungous phoenix wings that probably measure 15'0" in height came from his back. Green energy cracked all around him spontaneously where he stood.
The essence of these two forms staring at one another made the atmosphere thicken, and time itself pretty much stopped. Kirth grimaced. '…He's finally emerged… but… I was hoping that the other greater god's form wouldn't be a Yoshi form… Yoshi forms are the least common form, and are said to be legendary dragon-like creatures of unstoppable might. Only three of them are said to exist… but what the hell can a greater god one do…?' Kirth thought.
Kyle then smirked, revealing large and white sharp teeth. "So… This is what it's like…" Kyle stated, his own voice, like Kirth's, two overlapping voices talking at once. It consisted of his own normal voice, and the voice of an incredibly powerful demon that wanted to rip someone's throat out.
Kirth then shrugged off his doubts. He was still older than this boy… and had much more experience. Kirth had used this form to get in power in the first place. Kyle never used his form before… but what scared Kirth was that Kyle was knocked out of his other form, and seemingly on the verge of death. Now, he was transformed into the mightiest form Kirth has ever confronted, without any evidence that he ever fought that last battle. He appeared to have no injuries, and was in top condition.
"…So… you've to your true form..." Kirth stated. Kyle glared at him. The aura of power in Kyle's gaze frightened Kirth to the bone, actually… and the scariest part about that was…
…Kyle wasn't even 25, yet… this form isn't even at it's peak age, yet, while Kirth's was…
"Yes… and now, I'm going to kill you, you goddamn bastard." Kyle said quite angrily, taking a step forward, causing the earth to shake. Kirth floated back a bit. This form he was confronting… it had… way too much power.
Kirth gritted his teeth, and tossed a gigantic ball of psychic energy at Kyle. Kyle then held up his right hand, and a fireball appeared in his claws. The fireball then grew to twice the size of Kirth's sphere of psychic energy. Kyle tossed the fireball at Kirth, and the fireball not only destroyed the psychic sphere, but also kept on going towards Kirth at a really fast speed.
Kirth teleported out of the way at the last possible second, and reappeared behind Kyle, and thrust a purple-flamed palm at Kyle's back. Just then, Kyle expanded his hugeass wings, and the sheer force of them flapping knocked Kirth back far. Kyle then instantly turned around, and blasted Kirth with a bigger barrage of fireballs.
Kirth was shot by all seven of the fireballs, each fireball getting larger as it went… some even twenty feet tall. The fireballs slammed into him, mercilessly battering him down into the ground, and severely burning all of his body. 'Damn… I wasn't expecting the kid's form to be THIS powerful…' Kirth thought.
"Time to end this…" Kyle roared. "…Argh…" Kirth grunted. Kyle then breathed inward, and then breathed out a gargantuan stream of Magma… at least a hundred times bigger than his Bowser's Wildfire attack.
…It must've taken out at least half the northern region…
Kyle then looked on triumphantly as he saw Kirth, knocked out of his transformation, and severely burnt. He was extremely tired, and looked like he was about to collapse at any second.
"…Heh… you're powerful… kid…" Kirth grunted. "No more talk. You won't survive another…" Kyle said, readying another attack. Kirth grimaced, and warped out of the area in retreat, leaving Kyle with a cryptic message.
"…You may have bested me now, but you won't get so lucky next time… if you want to beat me in my old plane of existence, you will need your legendary attack… as I already have mine… and I won't be afraid to try it out next time…"
Kyle gritted his teeth. "Damn… he escaped…" He stated, and in a flash of fire, transformed back into his human form. He decided that he'd go home to recuperate, and then search for his legendary attack the next day. After all, he could feel its presence revealing itself…
End of Saga
Well… there's only one more chapter to go… the Epilogue. After that… well, that's all, folks! …But not really. Once Brawl comes out, the third story shall come into play. Well, let me know what you think about the longest chapter I've ever written. I'd appreciate it.
Until Next Chapter,
-Biggoron
(P.S: My birthday was yesterday. I'm officially fifteen, now.)