CHAPTER 8: Secrets of the Champion Belt
Falcon sets out to meet Deathborn,
knowing he must not lose...
Falcon was in a deep cave, and the temperature was rising steadily. He knew the Underworld was close. Then he came upon a big door with a skull on it. It opened ominously as he approached. The light was blinding.
Welcome to hell, Falcon, he thought. He was on a runway of sorts. Deathborn was near the middle, waiting with a belt of his own on his shoulder. Falcon got out and walked toward him. He was apprehensive, but steadfast.
"I've been waiting for you," said Deathborn. "Did you bring the champion's belt?"
Falcon held it up for him to see.
"Good." He lifted his own belt up, and both belts floated up into the air above. Soon, they started circling each other at the speed of light. Falcon was almost mesmerized.
"Falcon, shall I tell you something before you die?"
I'm not going to be the one dying here, but go ahead.
"Dark and Light-the two great forces which make up our universe."
I know that much.
"These two universal forces are condensed in each of our belts. Didn't you know?"
No, in fact, I did not.
"At the moment when the two forces become one, it is posible to seize that power. Then, I can turn this whole galaxy into a pile of ashes in an INSTANT!"
Falcon just stared, aghast, at Deathborn as he climbed into his vehicle. This was a madman without a soul who had to be destroyed. If not, the entire universe would be annihilated.
"How I've waited for this moment," moaned Deathborn with what Falcon could only guess was orgasmic glee. "The world will fall into total darkness."
"Not if I can help it," shot Falcon sounding a lot more confident than he felt. "I'll destroy you yet!"
He jumped into the Falcon.
"Let's go!"
They cheated death on that track several times. Eventually, they were neck-and-neck on the final stretch. But Falcon managed to push Deathborn off the track, who fell into the magma below, yelling, "No, it can't be! How could I lose? NO!" But the racer hit the lava, and Deathborn's charred remains sank to its depths.
Falcon returned to the runway, right to where the two belts were cirling each other. Eventually, they converged to form what Falcon would come to call the Ultimate Champion's Belt. It fastened itself around Falcon's waist and glowed.
"The evil forces will never get their hands on this belt!" Falcon raised his arms to the heavens.
"I'll keep winning!"
He then jumped back into the Falcon, fired it up, and sped off to his home in Port Town. This had been a very strange series of events, and he wanted nothing more than to get some well-deserved, hard-earned sleep.
To Be Concluded...
NEXT: Finale: Enter the Creators