Chapter Virtua: Fighter
"Knuckles, where did you develop such a talent?" asked Arthur as he ripped discarded tongue from his thumb.
"I learnt how from ancient scrolls I found in the Mystic Ruins. You are a very sordid man!" said Knuckles with the rage of Redbull coursing through his fiber.
"I can't help my mission," said Arthur and he charged up his power. "My mission to rule da stinkin' world!"
Knuckled was weep. He ran and tried to protect the ring with himself. He was running and he saw a lot of his brother's tongues chase him. One grabbed his leg and dragged him back like a rough orca.
"No!" cried the knucklehead quietly as the ring was extracted from his thumb location.
Arthur made his tongues give him da ring back. "I have it!" he cried with his rude abomination life.
"You can't win!" said Knuckles.
"I won!" said Arthur.
"NO!" yelled Knuckles.
"HA! HA! HA!" said Arthur and he got in his mind about evil. He now had two rings in hand. "Look at my successful life!"
"You are a madman of chaos and wrongdoing," said Knuckles as he thought deeply about the Master Emerald. He then glowed with a dark shade of green. He was reborn as…
CHAOS KNUCKLES!
"Oh no!" cried Arthur as Knuckles delivered the hard angered fist of justice.
Arthur got the punch on the face and was cracked in the glasses.
Knuckles saw his power get gruesome and was so sad that he ruined his relationship with his long-lost bro.
"Are you proud of your power?" asked Arthur as he clasped his rings with confidence. "I always knew you to be an abomination!"
"I pity you, brother!" roared Knuckles as he posed with his rear shaped like a Christmas tree. "I am better than you because the Dark Side is weaker!"
"Is that so?" said a strange voice from behind Knuckles's impressive nose.
"You?" cried Knuckles. "It cannot be!"
But it was…
It was…
DARTH VADER!
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