From Death to Damnation
Chapter 6: Sin #1
Palkia woke up at what felt like 3:00 in the morning. Of course, he couldn't know for sure. There were no clocks or way of telling time down here. The sky was still as red as blood, and was no different from when he first fell asleep. Palkia found his mind clouded with many thoughts.
"Why did this have to happen to me?"
"Why did Mom do this?"
"What does this 'tournament' have in store for me?"
"…What's going to happen to me?"
The Legendary decided to take a walk outside to try to clear his mind. Looking at the door, he had forgotten that he was sealed in here with no way out.
"So much for that…"
He glanced at Armaros. Sometime after Palkia went to sleep, he had taken off his armor to cool off. Palkia finally had a picture of what Armaros looked like underneath the armor. He was saurian, with green scales covering his body. Looking at Armaros again, Palkia realized the scars were deeper than they initially appeared. Some of the scales were broken, and pierced through layers of flesh. With the number and depth of the lacerations, as well as what seemed to be massive blood loss, he shouldn't even be alive.
Palkia quickly realized the flaw in his logic. Both of them were already dead.
Palkia noticed that Armaros was wincing in his sleep. Even though he was sleeping, he still might feel the pain of the lacerations. That added another question to Palkia's repertoire: "What did they do to him?"
Palkia looked over Armaros again. He wished there was something he could do to help alleviate his pain. But his powers had been taken from him. He couldn't perform any attack. From Spatial Rend, to Dragon Pulse, to even Surf, they were all inaccessible.
"Wait a second… every ATTACK is inaccessible. I wonder…"
Palkia held his hands in front of him and placed them down on Armaros.
"Please, please work." he muttered softly to himself.
To his pleasure, Palkia's claws glowed an angelic white. As Palkia continued to focus, the scars on Armaros began to heal. The Legend couldn't help but feel warmth inside him as Armaros' scars began to fade and then finally disappear. Armaros stopped flinching and wincing in his sleep.
Palkia also realized that he had another advantage. Status effects are still fair game. With some strategy, he realized that he could win this. Satisfied, he went back to his bed and tried to get some more sleep. In just a few hours, he would face off against an opponent in a Circle. What opponent he would face, and what 'conditions' the Circle would set for him, he didn't know. He would just have to wait and see.
Palkia was woken up sometime later by the sound of someone barging through the steel doors. Armaros had woken up as well. Both of them saw the same guards that had brought Palkia into his 'humble abode' the day before. And they both knew what these guards were here for.
"First round begin today?" Armaros muttered, in a condescending tone.
With no words, the two guards harshly grabbed Palkia and Armaros and walked them out of the 'house'.
Palkia found himself walking underneath a blood red sky again. The burning trees were still there and the inhuman things were still scattered around the entire place. He noticed that the guards were taking both of them to the exact same place where Palkia had his first fight. Previously, he had not seen the arena from the outside. It was smaller from the outside than one would expect, but he knew the large size of the arena inside. The arena had no dome, explaining why the sky was blood red inside and out of it. Fallen angels seemed to be the theme here, as a statue of a dark angel was in front of the entrance of the arena, with a circular walkway around it. The statue held a sword, standing above the slain figure of a lion.
Palkia took time to reflect on this, despite being rushed into the arena. "What is it with all of these dark angels? Slaying a benevolent being… and a lion… do they want revenge? Did something happen to these guys to get stuck down here? And who are they so angry at?"
As they arrived at the arena, Palkia noticed Armaros. He had a stride in his step, or at least, seemed to feel much better. Palkia knew why that was. However, if his opponent turned out to be Armaros again, he had just shot himself in the arm last night.
He put his thoughts aside as he was shoved into one side of the arena. Armaros, instead of being his opponent, was escorted up into the audience. Usually, Armaros would chant 'Fight!' along with the crowd. However, seeing that his new friend was down there, he simply remained silent.
From the other side of the arena, another figure made his way in. Or rather, another BEAST. Quite a magnificent one at that. He seemed to be some combination of a dragon and a turtle. He wore a shell, which was green and topped with spikes. On his head and down his neck, his hair flamed red. His wrists and neck had spiked collars, finally proving to be an intimidating appearance.
"On the left side… Palkia!" Lucifer's voice echoed throughout the arena.
"On the right side… King Bowser!" The beast now known as Bowser roared ferociously.
"You will first fight, and then you will go against one of my seven challenges, with each challenge representing one of the seven deadly sins. And you begin on my order."
Palkia and the beast Bowser stared into the other's eyes. Both saw the red in there. Bowser saw a shining ruby red in Palkia's eyes, while Palkia saw a flaming, fierce and passionate red inside of Bowser's.
"Ready…"
Palkia prepped himself against the stadium's wall, to push himself forward.
"Set…"
Bowser crouched down, positioned to jump into the air.
"FIGHT!"
Palkia dashed forward to tackle Bowser head-on, but he had already jumped into the air. Before Palkia could react, Bowser slammed into him from above. Palkia emerged dizzy from the hit. Fortunately, Palkia snapped out of his daze in time to avoid another hit from Bowser. Palkia decided to go back onto the offense and used the arena wall to launch himself at full speed towards the Koopa King. He clawed him, forcing Bowser back to the other end of the arena.
Lucifer had decided that things need to be heated up.
"Now, I think would be a good time to introduce sin number 1!"
Bowser and Palkia both prepped themselves, ready to take on whatever Lucifer had in store for them.
Out from the ground… a beauty emerged. A devilish, naked demon with a dead sexy figure came out, with flames from the ground covering her body, giving her an alluring appeal. She immediately caught both of the competitors' attention.
As Bowser and Palkia attempted to battle, the figure danced around the arena, trying to distract them. She sang, calling to the two with a siren song. During her song, both Bowser and Palkia found their bodies extremely aroused. Their minds soared and raced, unable to concentrate on anything but on who they thought was the 'sexiest bitch alive'.
"What's happening here?" thought Palkia in a panic. "Why is her song arousing me? Why do I suddenly want to make love to her?"
Bowser found himself approaching the demon. He moved closer and closer, hypnotized and aroused by her. Palkia was the same; however, he tried to fight it. To both of them, they couldn't help but be allured by her beauty. Palkia held his claws on the walls of the arena, trying to keeping himself from going over to her. Bowser had quickly realized the trap from Palkia's reaction and attempted to control his sexual thoughts as well.
"No, Palkia. Control yourself. It's a trap. Don't do it. Don't make love to that filthy demon… that bitch… that sexy bitch… that… beautiful, sexy, irresistible…"
It was then that the siren song became even louder, filling the entire stadium. Even the licentious audience found themselves aroused, attempting to leap at the demon. The only thing hold them back was an invisible barrier.
Palkia and Bowser immediately let go of the arena's walls and ran towards her. Both ran at the same speed and would have both reached her simultaneously if something hadn't stopped the Water-Dragon Pokémon.
A blur.
A blue blur.
A blue blur of something large entered his vision. Whether it was reality or his mind manipulating him, he didn't know. The blue blur in his vision distracted him from the siren's song. In fact, the more he focused on the blue blur, the more detailed it became, and the less of the siren's song he heard. It came into view, clearer and clearer, and just before he could make out who it was…
it was gone.
He looked around the arena. The audience was still there, trying to bust through the invisible wall surrounding them. Notably, Bowser and the demon were making 'love' to one another on the floor of the arena. The demon grinned wickedly and while Bowser was drowned in his lustful actions, she caressed the legs of the massive Koopa… which slowly turned into stone. Bowser had just snapped out of his thoughts to realize what was happening to him, but it was too late to change anything.
It started at the legs. Bowser was truly scared, and looked around desperately for help that no one could give him. He tried to move, but found himself permanently stuck.
"No!" he pleaded. "Please! D-Don't do this to me!"
Lucifer chuckled evilly. "You desired sexual gratification. Excitement. Isn't that what you wanted? And now, I'll be sure to give it to you… eternally."
"NO!"
Even Palkia was scared for him. And he had almost fallen for it…
The stone stopped at his legs. His arms were then strapped to his sides, and also turned to stone.
"Please! I beg you! I'll do anything you want!"
Lucifer said nothing. Two demons from the inside area of the arena came out from the doors holding a strange black suit.
"W-What is that? No! Don't put it on me! Plea-"
They shut it onto Bowser, securing it on with an irremovable lock. His jaws were kept shut by the suit as well.
"The 'Pain' Suit. It's specially designed to inflict the maximum amount of pain possible on a living being without knocking them unconscious. Turn it up to 'Maximum Pain: Infinite Time'."
One of the demons brought out a remote from his pocket. He turned a dial and moved a few switches before pressing a red button.
*beep*
Bowser's screams were heard through his suit despite his jaws being clamped shut. Muffles were all that could be heard, but they were scared, horrified, pleading muffles in excruciating torture.
Lucifer only smiled.
"Take him down to the cellar, fellas."
The crowd gasped. Even the demons who brought the suit in gasped. The stakes were much more serious here than they ever have been before. Lucifer's 'cellar' was a horrific place that most only spoke of in whispers. And if someone was sent there… they never returned. Ever.
"Y-Yes, my Lord." The two demons grabbed the feet of the solidified, tortured Bowser, and moved him out of the arena.
Palkia could only stare in horror at the carted off Bowser as he wondered what darkness that Lucifer… no… now the inhumane beast Satan had left in store…
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Bowser © Nintendo
And… done! Glad I could get a chapter update! This chapter, as you may have noticed, was extremely horrifying and inhumane. That was my complete and total intention. I want you to see what Hell is really/could be like in this story. As always, Read and Review.
