This chapter was always meant to be short, but please enjoy it none the less. The next story will be the finale of the Darkness Saga. I hope you all will read it, enjoy and review it when it comes out. Thanks for reading this story till the end, and see you soon.
Chapter 8 Chaotic Demise
Chaos and Aang awoke from their spiritual battle. They were in the same position when Aang started to Energybend Chaos. Chaos reacted first and sliced Aang's face, starting at the left eye and across his nose.
"AH!" screamed Aang as he jumped back. He was clutching his face. With his free hand, Aang attempted for Firebend. Not even a spark came out. "What? I can't I Firebend?"
"You won't ever be able to Bend at all." said Chaos as he stood up. "Urgh…I can't believe you saw all that. I never even remembered that first part, until now."
Aang didn't believe Chaos. He tried to Waterbend, but nothing happened. The same thing happened when he tried Earth and Airbending. With his face bloodied, Aang looked terrified.
"What did you do?!" screamed Aang.
"Remember that string I took out of you and cut in our little mind meld?" asked Chaos. "That string was the manifestation of your connection to both the elements and your past lives. You are no longer the Avatar. You are just an ordinary child. And now, you will die."
Chaos walked towards Aang. Aang backed away out of fear, but he tripped over some rocks and fell to the ground. Chaos now stood directly over Aang, looking like a titan. He grabbed a hold of Aang's arm and stabbed the scythe into it. He pulled down Aang's forearm, causing massive bleeding. Aang screamed out of both fear and pain. He was afraid that he was dying.
Chaos cut all over Aang. He didn't miss a spot. When he got bored with simply cutting Aang, Chaos would break his bones. He pushed on Aang ribs with only his thumb and snapped them. He would then twist Aang's arms, breaking them in several parts and dislocating the shoulders. Chaos stomped on Aang's knee and the leg was torn off. Aang screamed as his blood flowed out of his wounds.
"Go say good bye to your lover." Chaos said as he threw Aang atop of Katara. Katara was still alive, albeit barely. Her blood pooled around her. Aang grabbed Katara and hugged her to his chest. He kissed her head and glared at Chaos.
"Oh, I'm going to really enjoy this Aang." said Chaos. He raised his hand and formed an energy sphere made of Darkness. "Good bye."
As Chaos shot the energy sphere, Aang closed his eyes and clutched Katara tighter. Time seemed to move slower. Aang could feel the hatred from Chaos and the sheer power from his attack. Then he heard a whooshing sound and a sickening noise right after. After several moments, Aang opened his eyes.
Chaos was impaled through his shoulder, stomach, and chest by three black claws. The seemed to be made of the same Darkness that Chaos uses, but far more dark and it felt more evil. Chaos dropped the scythe and guided his hands towards the claws. When his hands got near the claws, they started to pull him back. Chaos struggled against the pull of the claws and looked back. The claws were coming from the white Crack.
"No…no….NNNNOOO!" screamed Chaos. "NO! Not now! Not like this!"
The claws pulled harder on Chaos and he was forced back right next to the Crack. He slammed his feet into the ground so he could prevent himself from entering the Crack. He was giving it all he's got just to stop from being pulled in.
"Whatever is on the other side of that thing," Aang said, "I hope you suffer for what you have done."
"Erg!" struggled Chaos. "I know what awaits me Aang. And trust me, if I'm right, it's going to be far from pleasant. But I do know that what HE has planned for you and your World is going to seem like paradise compared to what he has planned for me."
"Who?!" demanded Aang.
Chaos looked right at Aang and smiled evilly. He started to laugh maniacally as he was pulled through the Crack. Aang watched as Darkness began to pour out of the Crack. As his sight blurred due to the lack of blood, Aang swore that he saw strange, yellow eyed creature take shape out of the Darkness. He could see them get closer, but he couldn't make out their shape because of his vision got darker. He could fell his beating heart slow. And then it stopped.
Aang, the last Avatar had died. The power of the Avatar has been torn apart, never to be reborn again. All this occurred while Darkness devoured the World and stole the Hearts of every being who lived upon it.