Darkness. Nothing but darkness. All around was darkness. Yet, Sabretooth did not fall. Something kept him standing, something solid and cold to the touch. He reached out all around him, still nothing. The only thing he felt was a gust of wind generated by his movements. "Where am I?" he quietly began, "Am I dead? No… I can't be at a time like this…"

"Indeed, now wouldn't it be a shame for such a thing to occur? But, nothing to fear, you ain't dead yet not while your rage still beat throughout your body."

"Who are you?" Sabretooth span in all directions, still nothing. Not even a light sparkled like a star far, far away. However, there was something about that voice which was familiar. The tone, the accent, the delivery it was… himself.

"I am you, as you may have gathered. Well… the 'other' you. The one who comes out to play when you cannot man up enough. Honestly, one whiff of the past, you fall apart. You are such an embarrassment to yourself."

"You only exist due to that failed therapy! I don't have to listen to you. You, I mean me, only causes chaos and destruction at the worst of times..."

"And how is that different from you, my other side? You were a part of that crash while I did not exist. I am one of many aftershocks of that event, here to haunt you forever and beyond, becoming your condensed hatred. Or, do you need a reminder of the events that led you here, hmm? Don't worry, I can fill in the gaps for you…"

A bright, white light shone blinding Honda. He raised both of his hands up to his eyes until the light faded to a dim glow. The darkness around him was no more. Black had transformed into a royal purple pulsating red currents randomly covering the surface. No matter where Honda looked, everything looked identical and extremely far away. No matter how far you would reach, you'd never get to the edge.

"So, shall we begin with the descent into darkness?" A figure appeared where the bright light once shone. Everything upon them was blacker than black. Traces of this blackness drifted off parts of the figure like thick smoke rising from a factory complex. Their heights were identical. Small details stretched out from the rest of the black figure: a few strands from the head curling away from the rest like bed hair, around the neck a silhouette rested resembling a hood from a jacket and finally a single blue light emitted from where the right eye should be.

Honda only nodded, "Let us begin from the beginning, from where it all went wrong. You will be my guide through it all."

"Certainly, from the top!"

"Ah yes, this should be a suitably-grim place to begin: a warm Summer's day. A Thursday to be precise. See that in the distance? Just over those hills? That's Osaka, which makes this the dreadful outskirts. The painful sun is still high in the sky, the evening won't show up any time soon. Doesn't that make it the perfect place, for the kids, to play in the local park? Like those groups down there, still in their muddy uniforms. Some go for the swings, oh how they loved to push those swings to their limits. Those screeches could be heard several neighbourhoods away! Look at those ones; seeing how fast they can slide down the rusted slide. I'm surprised they even hold their weights, it seemed so weak. But, for now, it held itself together better than most people…"

"Why do you know so much from this long ago? I thought you didn't exist until after all of this. So, why are you lecturing me on this?"

"That is simple, Andrew, not only I possess all of your memories you remember but also those locked away in vile disgust. Every memory you threw into an eternal dungeon never to leave was only feeding me. I remember everything you don't remember, or simply forced to forget. Nothing escapes your mind truly. I still am a part of you remember? We now share all memories since then, including the pain during that time. Don't think I could simply forget all of that."

"Then why help me remember? I know what you do, the uncontrollable rage you mentioned is unleashed on anyone nearby. So, tell me, why should I listen to you?"

"Yet another simple thing to wrap your head around: just because your personality is split doesn't mean one side is evil and the other is good. Each side is only different. I express anger as you bottle it within you. It has to come out at some point, especially when certain memories kick in. Say like a certain shotgun with double barrels. You crumble under the pressure, so I pick up where you pathetically fall. Just face it, without me, you wouldn't be here right now. I complete you now. You allowed me in, and now I am here to stay. If we just get along, there won't be any issues now would there?"

"Fine… Just continue, I want this over with."

"As you wish, as long as you listen well. Now where was I? Oh yes! The little rotten park: surrounded by a large field, a muddy one at that. You should know of this place. This is where you hung out. You and your friends hovering beside the park where the 'cool' kids went. No one dared to come near you, except for your friends. There was something… off about us, wasn't there? Helpful but with an agenda. Sears always stood out like a soar thumb being half American and all, you two got on like a house on fire. Yamamoto held you three together, she did all the work behind the scenes: organising events and times to meet up. But, all of that doesn't matter, as today is the fateful day. The silence of the seas will vanish soon enough. All of this shall begin right now. Shall I go through all of the disgusting little tales or will you take the lead?"

"Fine, I will remark the event… Just to make you shut up for once. It was an argument, a big one. We do have the occasional one, but something was different about this one. Very different. Yamamoto, no Kei, could not die down the situation, it only escalated. The whole thing was stupid, such a little thing shouldn't have caused such an argument of this proportion."

"It was your -our- parents, they planned to move didn't they? Far away from your only friends and childhood. Pitiful argument on something out of our control. Yet, you just made it worse: false claims, despicable lies and betrayal. All you had to do was say as emotionlessly as you always do, 'I'm sorry, my parents got a better job in Tokyo'. Instead, you left them with broken hearts…"

"I just wish I could go back… Apologise for everything that happened. If I had the hindsight that Sears would appear again, I could claw back some of what I lost. Sorry, what we lost. Now can I just awaken and-"

"No! You're in it for the whole thing. Everything, moment by moment. These are your actions, remember pal. I had nothing on my hands for this. Karma is a bitch. She will get every opportunity to dish it out, even if I tear this mind in two!"

"Please don't… Not what comes next! Please, I beg of you!"

"Pathetic, just pathetic. You should be thankful I am reminding you of this all. Otherwise, we'd forget why we are here in the first place: in the Battle of Bullets final fighting against a masked killer with a name shared by his gun. Now pay attention, or die with the knowledge you failed to help yet more people!"

"Ugh… Alright. Pulling the guilty card. Let's continue, to the very end."

"...Finally, back to some clearer memories! You just cried from then until now, no wonder why it was all blurry. Just emotion spilling everywhere like a coward."

"Stop lecturing me on emotions and get on with the final trip. My patience is wearing thin."

"Ugh, alright, fine. But, we shall only go through this once, so pay attention. We may miss something if we just complain and moan at each other. Moan moan moan. Pathetic ignorance! Ignorance to the truth! Let us begin here: the bus stop. Still tears, only tears. Erika was there, remember her? Our dear little sister. She looked up to us, y'know. Oh dear, only if she knew what we would become, ay? Anyway, you explain what happened and the bus arrives. You two grab a set close to the front, like a row behind. Oh, what was the reasons again, oh yes: pathetic travel sickness. Should've taken it like a man, yet another weakness to lead to the next event… Now, the main attraction, behold!"

"Them? No, not them… I know their looks even now. Matching dark green hoodies with black masks up to the nose. Just seeing that, makes my stomach , ugh. A little blue in the face, just dread…"

"C'mon, pay attention! You're going to miss the fireworks! Let's kick it all off! BOOM! The local bullies have arrived! 'Keep your hands up and hand over all valuables.' That's what they kept repeating, now wasn't it? Slowly taking anything worth a few hundred yen on the markets. From back to front they went, one gun pointing at the driver. But no, you in your cowardly heroic mind, you lept from your seat to counter the crims. Heh, idiot. You doomed everyone on board! These guys were just too trigger happy. Once you rose from your seat, you charged the one with double barrels. Well, guess what? HE FIRED. What did you think was going to happen, honestly? Just… Well, thanks to that, he fired at the driver. Congratulations, you completely failed. A complete and utter failure! Thus, there goes the bus. Those metal bars may work against normal cars, but not when rusted and fending off against a bus! There it goes! Tumble, tumble, tumble, tumble."

"So, it really it is all of my fault?"

"Nah, not really, only partly. Just pulling ya leg a little. If you didn't someone else would've. But, we have the drive to do what is right, that's what matters. Even through my anger or your occasional joke, we'll pull through. We complete each other, don't you agree?"

"Yeah… I suppose you're right in some twisted way. That therapy afterwards definitely didn't help, but here we are. Still, how can I forgive myself? Only four, including myself survived. If someone else took that lunge instead of me then-"

"It would have happened to them instead. They would've survived with quote-on-quote 'blood on their hands'. You just took the burden on your hands. Your cost? Me existing in exchange for Erika's life. Oh, doesn't it feel you with rage? No, don't answer that, I am your rage."

"That cleared my head a little. Thank you, my other self. I guess taking over this role meant for someone else was a good thing? I mean, We've got this far already. Let's go get a murderer! We will return to where this all began once this is over. But, for now, help me on our goal. Please, for both of us."

"Of course. Our anger shall be as one. Our rage shall be as one. Our wrath shall be one. Picture it, Salvation!"

The cursed dream ended at last. Memories still fresh, he awoke. More darkness? No, there was a light, just above. Around him was rock and metal. This a cave? Where was everyone else?

"Sabre? You're finally awake," came a voice from above, it was Sinon relieved, "oh you're back!"

She allowed Sabretooth to right himself, scratching his head coarsely. "How long was I out for? Where is Starbug and Subaru?"

Sinon shook her head and knelt down to his height, "Quite the story in fact… Since we're stuck in here, I might as well start..."

Sabretooth got comfortable beside a spire of damp rock, this was going to be a long story.

Writer's Notes:

Panzer_Bros:

Welcome back everyone after… 7 months? A lot of things happened which I won't go into in depth but I am definitely back at this little story! I hope with some time off, and to clear my head, progress can return as like it was. However, I am working on multiple stuff currently and I am required to take over some responsibilities quite often. I do have a lot more time now, thankfully. All events that shall occur from here have been thought through a lot more now and should be better than my original ideas for progress.

Anyhow, hope everyone enjoyed this subchapter of what goes on within Sabretooth's (Honda) head! The final battles are on the horizon keep a close eye on new chapters to see how it progresses!