Link Fangirl01: I actually didn't originally plan on the mind fight, it just sort of happened, I actually remembered that I had Achron use that once in a chapter I was working on for Aether Realm and I was like "Oh, I should use that." Also glad you like super powered Adamai it's about time he get's his turn to shine, but wait until you see what I have in store for Yugo, I'm sure you will like it.
Yina The Darkness Selatrope: Yeah… um… That's not exactly what I meant, though I can see where that may be confusing. Do you have younger brothers? I have four, and sometimes they get on your nerves, sometimes you really want to just hit them and shut them up and make them stop annoying you; as an older brother you never do (unless you're a psychopathic jerk) but the desire is there from time to time. Also I figured it would help to show that Yugo does indeed have a dark side and occasionally wants to do some more morally ambiguous things, he never does them because he has too much integrity to do so, but we all face dark desires. "Power tends to corrupt…" as the old saying goes. If I was an eighteen-year-old super being I'd probably already have caused some serious problems for someone, not necessarily someone evil, just someone I didn't like that week…
Chapter 30: The Fledgling God's Desperate Wish
Eliatrope groaned as she awakened, where was she again, what had happened the last thing she remembered was Yugo's creation eating the living crap out of Kain. Took all the fun away, then Cleo had woken up, then Amalia had… Crap! Her son! Yugo was out there fighting their king, their god, she had to help!
She sat up and her head throbbed in pain, a dull throbbing pain that was constant and would not go away. It took her another moment to remember how she had ended up this way, Rip had struck her with his hammer. Said immortal was sitting cross legged nearby with several of the denizens of the world of twelve watching as her son's fought the devil from beyond the skies.
"Yugo…" she said forcing the word out.
Rip turned and looked at her for a moment. "I may have been wrong," he said quietly "It seems Achron is weakened, he may just be able to win."
"What's happening?" She said.
"Achron used an ancient technique," Rip said calmly "One designed to enslave the mind, Yugo broke free of his own power. He is strong, stronger than any Mortal I've ever encountered."
"He isn't mortal," She said "We didn't create him, we gave birth to him, and to his siblings."
Rip cocked an eyebrow "That explains a lot actually." He said, after this he spoke no more even when prodded, he only pointed and insisted the Azure goddess watch the final battle.
Achron was about as frustrated as he could be, The damn Gilded king had actually gotten him pretty good that time, he had let guard down, he believed Serphin too damaged to fight. He would not make mistake again. Something had happened with the dragon, he was bigger and more powerful than before. He battled mostly with his fists however. He was fast, almost as fast as light, clearly faster than sound, but he was not impossible to predict and out-manuver.
It was the was the other one that had him worried, segregating his mind should have weakened him and made him break more easily, instead it seemed to have galvanized him. He was gathering power for something, something big, something undeniably painful it it hit it's mark.
The dragon came in again, this time with a kick from above, Achron caught his leg and threw him towards a oak tree. The dragon landed on his feet and launched himself from the tree's side, going for another blow, Achron dodged again, slamming his fist down on the dragon's back. E fell to the ground and skid with what little momentum he had left.
As Achron approached he rolled over and stabbed the Aetherian's foot with a glowing purple blade. Achron yelped in surprise and was caught off guard by an uppercut to his chin that lifted him from the ground and sent him falling backwards. He vanished, only to reappear right behind the dragon and blast him with a concussion, sending him into the rocks a few yards in front of him.
Adamai was not doing all that well, he was keeping Achron focused on the fight with him, but Yugo could feel his watchful eye keeping him informed so he would know when the eliatrope reached his zenith of power. And that zenith would be there soon. He watched as Adamai dodged and parried, fighting and counterattacking, it actually seemed as though Achron was enjoying himself, good, it would help to distract him. As the energy reached it's zenith Yugo's eyes glowed an eerie aqua blue. He quickly summoned several portals and overlapped them all like a huge magnifying glass.
"Adamai, duck!" his brother followed the instructions and Achron turned to see what he faced. A large and powerful blue energy blast erupted from the multi-lens of portals and surged forward searing all in it's path. Yugo turned the laser, leveling the forest around them and moving quickly to cut down Achron as well. The Aetherian tired to dodge the blow, but was too tall to duck under it. The laser washed right over him and continued to disintegrate all in it's way.
Yugo stopped and panted, that attack had used up a lot of his power and he was hoping it had ended the fight, though he didn't think it was over. He found out he was right the hard way, Achron appeared behind him and grabbed him by his head throwing him across the battlefield and into one of the newly carved stumps with red hot edges. The blow hurt Yugo's lower back and burned the skin there.
Adamai stood and re-engaged slashing and stabbing with his stasis blade, Achron dodged and bobbed, knocking the blade away in order to land a punch on the dragon's head, as Adamai slammed to the ground he followed it with an energy blast from his palm.
C'mon think! Yugo thought to himself angrily as he and Adamai took turns being driven away by Achron's power and fists. There has to be a way to beat this guy! Yugo kept thinking but couldn't come up with an answer. He wasn't certain how Adamai had gotten such a huge power boost, but he had managed somehow. Yugo needed a power boost of his own and fast, he wasn't gonna win this fight by being a boy named Yugo, he needed to be Yugo the king for this battle.
He couldn't think of anything, he needed more power, that's all he could think, Adamai would only hold the aetherian until he got bored, thn the guy would decimate everything around him and corrupt it with that dark energy of his. C'mon! he thought More powr, More power! It was as he was stressed over this that he felt something, a tug or a pull on himself. Not like a physical pull, more like a pull on his very being.
It pulled in several places, giving him an odd sensation, but the strongest pull was coming from the center of the crater, where Seraphin sat defeated. What was this feeling? He decided to gamble, as he had done before, maybe this would be bad, but on the off chance it was good, he was going to roll with it. He allowed his body to relax and allowed the tugs to pull as they would. Soon he felt no tugging on himself, it was as if he was tugging at the world, he opened his eyes using his wakfu vision to see.
The power of the world around him was flowing through the air, it was flowing towards him, what was this? Was the world of twelve itself giving up it's power so that he could fight?
"Ah, there it is." Jack said crypticly.
"I was wondering if he had devolped it." Rip replied "Aparently he has."
"Who's developed what?" Eliatrope said trying to get information out of the enigmatic Immortals. It's Yugo isn't it, What's happened?"
"You know how you can kind of pull power from the cosmos when necessary?" Jack asked.
"Yes." Eliatrope replied "But how does that… Oh." She turned to see her oldest sun soaking in power from all around him, the powr fo the krozmos itself was being pulled in to support him.
"Uh, oh." Jack said "That's not good."
"What's not good?" Eliatrope replied.
"He's pulling power from Seraphin." Rip replied.
"Serphin is really powerful, how is that bad?" she asked.
"Wakfu is life source energy," Rip explained "Let's just say Life energy and Aetherian energy don't get along."
Seraphin felt weak, too weak, what was happening, it was as though his strength was being sapped. He looked around and spotted the problem, the eliatrope child was pulling energy from all around him, his own included.
"Yugo no!" he yelled "You have to stop, Aetherian energy won't mix, it'll tear you apart!"
"What?" Yugo said as more golden energy poured in with the blue. Yugo began to glow, golden flames danged around him outlined in blue energy. His cranial wings strentshed out became more solid in form a crown of crystallized energy formed over his head and armor made of pure energy formed over his body bearing an odd crest, four dragon's wings. He floated into the air and his cranial wings grew, the straightened upward like horns and two more massive wakfu wings erupted outwards floating just over his back, beckoned by the energy he wielded.
"Yugo!" Seraphin said "It's too much! You'll overload!"
"I can't stop it!" Yugo yelled back at aetherian. He paniced for a brie moment before a solution presented itself. I'll just use it as fast as I gather it! He thought.
Yugo moved so fast Serphin couldn't see it, one moment there, one moment his fist was in Achron's face as the Aetherian was thrown, dazed from his fight with Adamai, flying through several remaining rocks and skidding. The place was beginning to look desolate with the rubble and wood everywhere.
Adamai stared at him "What happened to you?"
"I'm pulling energy from the krozmos," he said "But I don't know how to stop, I didn't even know I could do it."
"So…" Admai asked
"So I have to burn it before I overload!" Yugo said "You set him up, I'll hit him!"
"Okay, I can do that!" Admai said
Achron was pulling himself back to his feet "So it's gonna be like that huh?" He said darkly.
Adamai charged at him slashing his arm and diverting his attention, he grabbed the dragon's wing and slammed him downward shattering a fallen tree trunk nearby. Just as he finished Yugo slammed downward from above feet first like a boulder that crushed Achron's shoulders. Only problem was Achron wasn't crushed. He reached up and Grabbed Yugo's shorts, dragging him down with it he swung him like a club and slammed him into a rock face. Yugo felt the pain for only a moment as the wakfu he had gathered healed him. He summoned his sword and shield and attempted to take Achron head on. The two battled fiercely clashing swords and deflecting blows, Adamai got up only to be knocked back again as the two passed. And Achron slashed at him forcing him to retreat.
Adamai then watched for a few moments before rushing in and clasping himself to Achron's back, with several mighty tugs on his wings he managed to get him far enough in the air to drop him. As he fell Achron threw his arm out and spread his hand and a gust of wind answered his call and slowed his descent. Yugo slammed into him shield first and tried to stab him, but the Aetherian grabbed the blade allowing the energy to burn his hand as he pushed back.
"Enough games!" he said forcing a shockwave out from his body and throwing his two assailants backwards.
Yugo wasn't doing well, he could feel the energy build up rising, just fighting with his body wasn't enough, he was gonna have to use energy attacks to make sure he drained himself fast enough. He yelled in pain as some of the energy tried to mix and failed. Aetherian energy was not doing him so well, but it did bring him knowledge and powers that Serphin had.
He banished his blade and reached out his hand towards Luminex which had fallen and stabbed the ground some time earlier. The sword rose from the ground and slowly moved towards his hand, the saber finaly resting in his palm.
Achron and Seraphin watched, both in utter amazement. That was a primordial blade, a sword made from the materials of the primeverse, the only materials they could not interact with using their powers, they had to physically interact in order to use them. They couldn't simply call it over and have ot float to them like magic. What was this kid? Even Aetherian's couldn't do that.
Yugo looked at Seraphin "Thin thing can kill him right?" he asked.
"If you can hit him with it," Seraphin coughed out "Then yes."
"Good." Yugo replied, the sword seemed light to him, but somehow he knew it was truly incredibly heavy. He gave it a few experimental swings, satisfied he pointed it at his opponent.
Achron wasn't one to sweat, especially not during battle, however he was not having a very good time. The boy could now summon primordial blades to his aid? And Luminex had killed many Aetherian's before. He growled, it had been a very long time since he had put his life on the line for a fight. The boy was a competent swordsman as he had already seen, he could indeed get lucky.
Achron stepped to the side and picked up his own primordial blade: Mordred. He adnvanced on the young eliatrope and noticed the gold energy mixed in with his blue. Ah, the boy was a fool, draining the energy of all around him until he popped.
Then the boy held out his hand and took a familiar stance.
"What?" Achron said aloud, Absorbing Serpahin's power didn't give him Seraphin's abilities did it?
"Preatus…" Crap! Aparently it did. "Lumari!"
"Armis Tenebrea!" Achron shouted calling up a wall of dark energy to protect him from the onslaught that rushed towards him. The glowing power slammed against his wall beating on it and cracking it before finally subsiding.
How was all this happening, he was tired, really legitimately tired! He hadn't been tired since waking from his stasis. This boy, this mortal, whatever he was could just harness power at will? What was he doing and how? No Mortal should be capable of this, robbing Aethierians of their power, no! This was unacceptable! He was not going to let this slide.
Achron stepped back and relaxed "You have proven yourself very powerful for a mortal." He said "Rare is it to find one that can stand toe to toe with the likes of me."
Dust began to sift from his form, his body slowly changing and shrinking as he banished all disguises. Standing before them now was what appeared to be a fourteen year old, white hared boy with a sword. He was dressed simply, in a hoodie and some jeans.
"What?" Yugo wondered aloud.
"This is my real form," Achron said "The form I bore when I first entered the Aether." His voice was different now too, less threatening. "It is also the form, in which I have the most practice." Except that part.
Achron was on him in a moment, his blade sliced through one of the new wakfu wings rendering it useless. Flames sprouted from his being as he immolated the young eliatrope alive. Yugo didn't even feel the flames due to his aura and he reached out and pulled Achron in with him. He slammed his head into the Aetherian's and both of them yelled in pain. He let go and Achron stumbled out of the flames and into clean air. Yugo summoned a ball of water that put out the flames and rushed forward, their blades slammed against each other again and again.
Adamai could only watch now as the combatants locked themselves in lethal combat. Yugo looked angry The new renovations to his body were insane. His wing was growing back quickly. Lucian also looked on from the hill to the south, so this was the power of the god-king.
Seraphin wanted to yell, wanted to stop him, he didn't think Yugo would last, why? Why did this fight always have to end in innocent casualties, why couldn't they just settle the score with each other outside all of this. Every time they rushed to some universe to save it someone got hurt, usually killed, people threw their lives away to fight in a conflict far beyond their power, ability or experience. Achron was millennia old, even in this child like form he had over ten millennia of conquering and battling experience, there was nothing new that anyone could do, he could predict everything. But somehow, Yugo was keeping up.
The power and speed he had was incredible, he was burning it just fast enough to keep it from building up, energy blasts soared between the two combatants and swords clashed whenever they came close. Blue energy filled his body and left nearly as quickly, it was like he was a conduit throwing the very essence of the universe at his enemy. Achron was powerful however, and in this new and final form he was nearly too fast to keep up with. He hadn't been kidding, Achron knew his body inside and out, he knew just how much to move and when, Yugo began to feel as though he may not win all this.
Achron rushed again he twisting at the last second as Luminex barely missed him. Yugo blasted golden energy and blue energy alternatively at the dark aetherian desperately trying to slow him down. I don't need more power, I don't need more speed, but if anyone with any power is out there, I just need him to slow down for a few brief seconds.
As if in answer to his wish a plethora of eliatrope portals opened surrounding Achron, The aetherian stopped a moment, just long enough.
"Dodge this!" Eliatrope yelled at the top of her lungs and spears of pure energy flew from the portals coming from every direction. In the aftermath Achron stood, Five spears impaling him. He puffed and panted and pulled them from his body as Yugo summoned his own spear and threw it blasting off after it. The spear his it's mark as the dark aetherian was immobile and he landed feet forst on the end of the shaft forcing it all the way through Achron's body. The Dark aetherian yelled in a painfully enraged manner, but it was too late.
Achron knew what was coming, there were no more surprises left for him on the battlefield, he had learned all war could teach him long ago. But he couldn't move fast enough, the boy's matriarch goddess had immobilized him while he was in his true form. As the spear jutted through him he screamed in rage, the blade of Luminex came swift and clean. It drove itself through his chest, piercing his ribcage and out through his back. The eliatrope jumped off of him as time slowed and he fell to his knees.
The Dark Aetherian gasped for breath, ragged breathing all he could do, with a primordial blade lodged in his chest he could barely move. His wounds would not heal this time. Yugo approached the dark aetherian and looked at him, Achron looked up and the eliatrope stared into Achron's eyes. He could see through them the darkened and corrupted soul that lie within. Hatred, rage and malice churned underneath, he despised all around him, desired the end of all things, but something else was there, something odd, something he had not seen in the eyes of a single dark entity up until now: fear. Achron feared his death, feared that he would never accomplish his goal.
While he stare Yugo saw the dark aetherian for what he really was: An angry child lashing out at a world that had perhaps rejected him long ago. He wanted revenge and had allowed that desire to darken and corrupt him until nothing remained but bloodlust and hatred.
"You're not worth it." Yugo said quietly "Go home, and never return." The eliatrope king turned away and began to walk back towards his friends.
"Do you think, I'll just leave?" Achron's unsteady voice came "I came here to end you, and END YOU I SHALL!"
"Yugo!" Adamai yelled rushing between the two as achron stood pulling luminex from his chest. With the last of his otherworldly strength he hurled Luminex like a spear at the young eliatrope, the primordial blade sailed through the air and then stopped with a sickening thunk.
Yugo had turned, his face showed only surprise and awe as he fell to his knees, tears streaming from his eyes.
"Adamai!" Yugo yelled, his brother's was on the ground with the golden blade thrust through his belly, bleeding profusely on the ground. Adamai coughed up blood and grunted in pain.
Achron laughed as he fell to the ground "Enjoy your victory little mortal!" he said "I even gave you a celebration, heroic funerals are always the best aren't they?"
Yugo's eyes grew hard again and he approached the dark aetherian. "What are you gonna do?" he asked with a smile "beat me to death? I'll just regenerate from those wounds."
Yugo put his foot on achron's chest and pushed as the dark aetherian howled in pain, then quickly silenced him by slamming his fist into the side of his head with such force you could hear the crack as his neck was forced beyond it's limits.
"That won't kill him," Seraphin said wearily from the crater's edge.
"I know," Yugo said "But at least it shut him up." An idea occurred to him just then "Can you heal my brother?"
"No," he answered sadly "I cannot regenerate materials destroyed by a primordial weapon."
The weight of that slammed full force into the eliatrope king, he was going to lose his brother, he stood there, shadows covering his eyes despite his hood's absence, his muscles shook with sadness and anger.
Seraphin rose and placed a hand on him "All is not lost, yet." He said "I cannot heal him, but that doesn't mean he cannot be healed."
Author's note: Not over yet! Still an epilogue chapter, probably won't be up until Wednesday though as that is my next day off. I feel like a dick for leaving all of you on this cliffhanger, but I'm doing it anyway. Till next time!
*These battle scaaaaars, don't like they're fadin' don't look like they'll ever fade away, they won't ever fade away…* Too soon? (I really am a dick…)