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Chapter 16: New and Improved

Hazel eyes look across the vast and vacant field; the golden wheat brush against her well toned legs with every step she took. The sun shone brightly in the calm and peaceful afternoon sky. Her hazel eyes shift to the left to something out in the distance; the sun bears down on a metallic object casting a reflection in her direction. Suddenly the clouds roll in, and it became very dark. Hazel eyes look up at the changes happening around her, she spoke in her native tongue as she began to make out the figure in the distance, squinting she called out,

"Cyborg?" he looked around at her, his face was emotionless. She waved to him wildly trying to obtain his attention, but he merely stared through her. "What's going on?" she thought. Thunder clapped and lightning struck the ground mercilessly she screamed out in pain as she was struck full force with a wayward lightning bolt.

She looked up to see Cyborg running in her direction. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she continued to howl in agony. She opened her eyes long enough to see Cyborg fall to his knees growling as if in turmoil as well. She sucked in all the air she could as the new pain began burning through her very being. She felt as if every molecule of her body was being pulled apart. She gasped at how quickly the pain faded opening her eyes she looked down at the ground heaving deep breaths. The grass that once surrounded her was now dirt billowing up in her face, pulling her self to her feet she looked for her metal companion.

"Cyborg!" her voice deepened considerably to that of a male's voice. She looked down at her hands and did not find her own, but one hand with dark brown skin and the other surrounded by metal. She touched her face find the skin smooth on one side the other covered in metal, her hands continued their search rubbing the crown of her head finding it bald. Gasping again she felt her body with her human hand rubbing across a well chiseled chest, down to wash board abs, and around to the back again finding smooth skin. "But I thought he was covered in metal? Am I in his body?"

"You are my child." She whipped around to see Head Elder Bradstone smiling at her. She narrowed her eyes at him,

"What's going on H.E.?"

"Remember when I told you, Forever will you live; through the life currents of another."

"But I thought. . ."

"I was talking about someone else did you not?" She merely nodded her head. "No, you will live on through him."

"But I thought he was completely covered in metal. He has skin now. I don't understand Head Elder."

"When you two become one. Most of what he lost will be found in you. His skin, your powers, both of your memories will live through him. He will never have to recharge, he will be able to wield your powers, and he will look more human all because of you." She looked down as tears made their way into her eyes,

"But what happens to me?"

"Sparkle you are dying. But you will live on forever in him. Do not be selfish, my child. Not many people have the opportunity that is staring you in the face young one." Sparkle bowed her head in shame,

"Forgive me Head Elder. This will be done for the good of my people."

"Thank you, Sparkle. Now wake up."

Sparkle awoke to find herself under heavy rubble. A beam from the ceiling is on top of her crushing her pelvis, and a stone laid atop of her hand. She knew she did not have much time before she would perish. She moaned as the pain intensified when she tried to move her hand. Not even enough strength to blow this rock off of my hand. Damn it! she thought. Sparkle looked around to see her surroundings she focused her attention on some voices not to far from her.

"Help. . ." she whispered tears rolling down her cheeks.

Ericsson and Bo scouted the center of the battlefield, and upon searching Bo asked Ericsson,

"Hey mate, isn't that Sparkle's hut?" Ericsson looked in the direction Bo was looking to see a caved in house. Debris were everywhere only a few beams remained standing, becoming startled,

"It is!" Both men flew over to the mess and began sifting through the ruin using their powers to move pieces that was once the hut of their friend's family around to see if their were any survivors. "Please be okay." Ericsson whispered removing sheet rock from the ground.

"Wait!" Bo exclaimed looking over at Ericsson, "Did you hear that?" Ericsson closed his eyes to focus on any wondering minds. He ran over to the far right of wreckage spotting her laying under a large beam and stone, using his power over wind, Ericsson lift the beam from her hips. Bo raised the stone from her hand and both men kneeled by her. Bo checked her pulse, when suddenly she opened her hazel eyes to stare at them.

"Sparkle?" Ericsson asked softly. She tried to speak but only managed to gargle on blood. "Bo stay with her I will be right back."

"What are you going to do?" he sighed as if annoyed,

"We need Cyborg here to know the extent of the damage quickly so I'm going to contact him and everyone else as well." with that Ericsson walked away to contacted everyone else. Bo looked back down at Sparkle, who was still trying to talk.

"Sparkle, darling don't try to talk, luv. You're pretty damaged, conserve your strength." She shook her head no and continued to attempt to talk. "Please luv."

"Aaanng. . . .Anngge. . . ."

"What? What are you trying to say?" Bo peered into Sparkle's hazel eyes with his baby blues. He leaned his ear down to her lips to hear what she was saying,

"Angel di. .did. . .this. . . .to me." Bo's eyes got as big as saucers while he stared down at her,

"You can't be serious!" he exclaimed. She merely looked at him with frighten eyes. "Why?" Just then Ericsson and Cyborg walked up. Bo quickly got out of the way, while Cyborg went to work. Cyborg looked up at Ericsson,

"We got to get her to the Infirmary, Stat!" Ericsson bundled her up in his arms as gently as possible flying quickly to the white two story building.

"Where are we going?" Angelus asked looking over at his evil father. Dread looked over at him smiling, barring his fangs,

"You shall see." They continued to walk down the dark endless hallway. The only light visible was from candles along the walls, the feelings he got from the place were cold and empty. The arrived at a door made of ebony, the handles and knobs were made of platinum. "Are you ready Angelus?" The younger man remained quiet, "For our plan to work son, you must trust me and it must be of your own free will. Do you understand what I am saying to you?" Dread grabbed Angelus shoulders when he remained quiet, capturing his eyes with his icy blues, Dread asked, "Do you understand, son?"

"Yes. Let's get this over with."

"That's my boy. Come." Dread opened the door leading Angelus through. Over a hundred people covered with black robes stood on either side of the path they were walking on, murmuring loudly. Candles surrounded the room, but ahead of them was an alter and hanging above it was a figurine of a serpent choking a dragon just dangling. A person in a oversized red robe stood behind the alter, their face was hidden from the underworld.

Angelus followed Lord Dread up a small staircase. Two people out of nowhere grabbed Angelus arms holding him in place, becoming alarmed he called out,

"Dread!"

"Do not be afraid. Your Grandmere is here." Angelus looked at the person that was in the red robe and found Ursula had removed the hood, staring back at him, her turquoise eyes twinkling.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Your ceremony." she said simply

"My what?"

"People of the night!" Lord Dread began silencing all in the room, "We have gathered here this moment to witness a part of history in the making. The awakening of my son's dark powers." cheers erupted from the crowd. Dread turned to face Angelus,

"I say again, are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yes. I am sure."

"Make me proud." Four people in black robes grabbed Angelus sweeping him into their arms laying him down on the alter. Each hand and foot were bound and tied to the ends of the large alter. Ursula removed her red robe revealing her ivory skin, her breast were covered in a sheer black piece of material and she wore a sheer black ankle length skirt held together by two flimsy red chopstick. She walked over to a jar pulling a black mocassin letting it slither up her arm resting around her shoulders. It hissed loudly as its tongue dart in and out around her slender neck. She got black stick from the alter placing the tip in the fire of one of the candles near her. After satisfied with it she walked over to Angelus and being marking his body with the scorching stick, he cringed but did not yell out. She then removed a jagged knife from its holder around her left thigh. With the knife she carved the Greek letter for alpha on his right breast very slowly, causing him to cry out in pain. When she was finished carving she placed the snake around her neck on his belly. The black mocassin slithered its way to his chest hissing angrily coming to a halt at his right breast striking the Greek letter with as much force as it could muster. From the symbol on his chest the snake began to drink his elemental blood. Ursula began to chant in a dark language unknown to everyone except those in the room, who began to chant with her. She would say something in the language and then they would respond. Dread looked own with pride bursting from his black soul. Angelus' body began to convulse and foam fell from his lips.

Ursula grabbed the snake around its neck snatching it from his bossom, squeezing tightly the life seeping from it, the mocassin gnashed wildly with its fangs trying to strike at the one, whom held hm captive. The chants hit a new crescendo and become one otherworldly sentence they were repeating, when Ursula beheaded the snake. Its body wriggled as the final nerves died in its decapitated body. She drained its blood on Angelus skin then threw its body to the ground. Ursula smeared the blood all over his bare chest mixing it with his own blood. The chanting stopped it was silence in every corner of the room.

Suddenly there was a rumbling, the fire on the candle flew to great heights, the ground shook, and an earthly scream could be heard coming from Angelus. His eyes were white, his eye lids fluttering rapidly. The alter split right down the middle and Angelus was pulled into the cracks. He disappeared entirely and everything was still and quiet again. Lord Dread looked to Ursula, who merely nodded to him. The alter began sinking into the ground, the spectators looked own with much fear and excitement. All of a sudden, a form lifted through the ground in the place where the alter was.

"Angelus?" Dread asked looking at him,

"I am no longer Angelus. I am Lord Trepidation, son of Lord Dread." He spoke his voice deeper than it was before, barring his fangs. His grey dread-locks grew considerably stopping at his lower back, on his right breast was the Greek sign alpha in black markings, up and down his bare muscular arms in black were symbols written in the language of demons, on his face were veins poking out of his temples and down one side of his face, but what was the scariest were his eyes that no longer had circular pupils but black slits.

"Isn't he beautiful?" Ursula said strutting around him running a finger down his chest. Angelus smiled at her barring his fangs.

"I want to rest now father. There is much to be done."

"Very well. I will show you to your room."

"No. I already know which one I want." He closed his eyes then disappeared leaving only a billow of smoke in his wake. Dread gasped then burst into boisterous laugh.

"That's my son."

Ericsson walked into the room he left the other four rebels, he poked his head in the room to ask for Anya, but she was not in the room.

"Where did they go?" he entered the room fully walking around. He closed his eyes and began concentrating on Anya's mind. He got through but was quickly booted from her mind. "What's going on here!" he exclaimed looking around. He felt Sparkle's mind come to consciousness, "I'll deal with this later."

Sparkle opened her eyes to see Cyborg inspecting her. She tried to talk but found that a tube was shoved down her throat.

"We had to help you breathe. I'm sorry if there is any pain." he noticed the desperate look in her eyes. Yoko brushed some hair out of her face kissing her forehead.

"How are you feeling? Are you okay?"

"Hell no! She's not okay how would you feel if your pelvis was crushed? You know what get out of the way." Blaze exclaimed slinging Yoko out of the way. "Forgive her she's a touch slow, but of course you know that." Sparkle's eyes smiled at Blaze. Sparkle looked over at Claude. His face was sad. He looked up to see her staring at him, and he walked over to her taking a seat on the stool.

"You are strong my flower, but there was extensive damage." A tear trailed down her face. Her eyes searched for Cyborg,

"You looking for me?" Cyborg asked making appearing before his eyes. She gave a strong nod. She pointed a hand to him, he looked at it strangely before taking it gently. He felt small waves of electricity flowing into him, "Sparks what's going on?" he asked a hint of fear in his eyes. Her eyes widened considerably electricity sparked from both of their bodies as well as intense heat. Cyborg yelled out loudly and Sparkle moaned as loudly as she could. Ericsson reentered the room looking at the scene before him,

"What in the hell is going on!" Everyone around the bed were blown back against the wall and held there by an unseen force.

"We don't know either Eric!" Blaze yelled from a wall on the other side of the room.

"I'm scared!" Yoko yelled fighting against the currents. Blaze reached out an hand taking hold of Yoko's.

"Hang tough!" she yelled giving her hand a squeeze.

The metal on Cyborg's chest, abs, and back began to absorb into his skin. Electrical currents danced around his eyes. Sparkle's eyes rolled to the back of her head and she died once and for all. Cyborg's body began to hover above the ground. His whole upper body bore dark brown skin over well tone muscles, his arms remained metal except for his right hand, one leg was metal while the other muscular he wore black fitted shorts. His body began to float to a standing position,

"I am okay guys."

"Sparkle?" Claude asked

"Yeah its me. I will live on through Cyborg. We have become one. Angelus is my killer and Cyborg and I will not rest until I am avenged. Good bye my friends." Cyborg dropped to the ground like a sack of potatoes. Claude and Bo ran to him trying to see if he was okay they picked him up placing him on one of the nearby beds.

"Things just keep getting stranger." Ericsson said.

So what did you think? Did you like it or not tell me in a review. I feel like I rushed it and will probably redo this chapter. Well good bye for now.

gracefulraven,

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