(This is the last chapter. Sorry if you were into this fic and this seems rushed. It kinda was because I lost interest in this fic, but didn't just want to end it last chapter and tick you all off. Sorry again.)
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While Hydrate observed the situation, he overheard that the girl Crimson was chatting with had a Dark Fist as well. "Hmm... so this girl had troubles in her past, as well? This could turn out to be very interesting..." His dull blue eyes carried a smug look.

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"So, why were you passing by?" Crimson asked the girl curiously.

"What, so a girl can't travel freely?" the girl replied jokingly, continuing, "So, what were you doing out here?"

"I'm actually right outside my home." Crimson pointed to the domed, odd, large castle. "My adoptive father lives there, and he claims it's a castle."

"Weirdest castle I've ever seen," the girl thought aloud. Crimson began to walk back, but she stopped him, calling out, "Wait!"

By the time Crimson heard her and turned around, she had already caught up with him. She said in an exaggerated whiny voice, "Oh, you hair got all messed up during that scuffle. Let me fix it."

She pulled out a headband that would cover the forehead and handed it to the grey-haired teenager. Crimson did not want to sound rude, but he said as if to point out the obvious, "Two things."

"Hmm?" The girl supposedly lost focus, focusing on Crimson's muscles.

"First, how will this help my hair? It only covers my forehead."

"You're so silly," she replied, playing with Crimson's hair. "Your hair is so long and unruly, you don't want it getting in your eyes, do you?"

Crimson backed away awkwardly. "I suppose you're right." he pondered. "But would you care to explain why it's made of METAL?"

"What if someone tried to give you a hard blow to the forehead?" she pointed out almost instantly, as if she knew that was coming.

Crimson stared at the metal ring in hand, then at the girl. He groaned and reluctantly put it around his head.

"Isn't that better?" she asked, again playing with Crimson's hair. "By the way, you can call me LOVE."

Crimson again backed away, this time blushing lightly. "Would it be okay if I met your daddy?" LOVE was obviously flirting with him, and, no pun intended, loving it.

Instead of giving a straight answer, Crimson began to walk inside, signaling for LOVE to follow.

Right as the lovebirds entered, Hydrate greeted them. He had known of Crimson's dark power for some time, and before any questions could be asked, an answer was given. "It is time for us to rise."

This just gave more questions, as they simultaneously asked, "How?"

"Not right now. You are both too naïve, and we need stronger forces. Young lady, I know of your dark powers. It would be an honor if you joined us."

LOVE slowly looked at Crimson, and he continued Hydrate's statement, saying, "It truly would." His serious demeanor made her blush lightly, and she nodded in reply.

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Over the years, their trio grew to be a small army. Hydrate slowly watched his elder brother's actions, copying them. Whenever someone joined, their skills were judged and placed accordingly to Baldy Bald IV's actions:

Right and Left Hand Men

Big 4

Block leaders

Unfortunately, Crimson was the test dummy. He would always have to fight the new recruits, and how well they fought would determine their rank. If asked, "Why me?" Hydrate would reply:

"You are the first member. I gave you a special honor."

Crimson dared not argue, for he knew Hydrate outclassed him greatly. He also knew Hydrate did not care about him at all now. The scale was as shown:

If Crimson won easily, they would become a block leader.

If Crimson won barely, they would become a lower member of the Big 4.

If the challenger won barely, they would become a higher member of the Big 4.

If the challenger won easily, they would become one of the two below only Hydrate.

There were many that were mere block leaders, two gave Crimson a good fight: Halon Oni, a child with large gray hair, and the second was actually three: a trio of sack brothers who were only called the Three Sacks.

Only one gave Crimson a good fight and won: LOVE. Her prowess and bizarre fighting style caught Crimson off guard, but he fought back, not without reluctance, and still lost.

Two were able to defeat Crimson with no trouble. Byakkyo, whom was banished to the dark world for the 'Catharsis of Babylon,' in which he slaughtered the warriors of Babylon. His Fist of Surgery nearly killed Crimson, but Hydrate declared, "That's quite enough. Welcome."

The other never gave his name. He was brought in by Hydrate, under some kind of control it seemed, and Crimson insisted on fighting him. Hydrate replied, "I already know of his strength. There is no need."

However, Crimson still insisted. He wanted to redeem himself for his humiliating defeat at Byakkyo's hands.

The black-haired man adjusted his messy hair. He walked up to Crimson and lashed a mysterious black whip at him. It came from his black pant leg and was an equally dark shade as it struck Crimson's third eye, rendering it useless. The mysterious eye bled heavily as its owner fell to the ground. LOVE helped him up quickly, and he called out, "Damn you!" to the black-haired man. Hydrate just grinned smugly.

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That faithful day he met the red-haired girl had long passed. He and the rest were mysteriously hidden in shadow, as the camera focused on Hydrate. The New Emperor Playoffs had just been announced. "Finally. Today is the day I become Baldy Bald V."

Crimson was left pondering what his life would become if he simply had a living mother...

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(Again, I am so sorry if you don't like this chapter, but I just wanted to end this fic already.)