GUYS, WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING READING THIS?! GO PLAY THE MOTHER 3 ENGLISH PATCH, NOOOW!

Also, Apparently Duster has hemophobia.

And this computer desperately wants to change that to homophobia. FOR SHAME!

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Lucas dropped to his knees, clutching his head. All at once, he felt some powerful force bombard his mind with darkness. He didn't know what was going on, but it was soemthing powerful, he knew that for sure. And that something wasn't making it easy for Lucas to get up. He felt himself vomit, unaware of his father kneeling beside him.

"Lucas! What's wrong?!" Flint asked, concerned.

Lucas shook his head as he fought to keep his lunch down. "I … don't know … I really don't know …"

Flint searched around as if looking for the source of his son's pain, then went back to Lucas, who trembled. He picked up his feeble form and flung him on his back. "Try not to throw up on my shoulder. We need to get to Claus as soon as possible."

"Claus …" Lucas said, his voice trailing off. "Claus … something happened to him …"

Flint blink at his son. He trembled, not in pain this time, but rather in fear. Deep down, Flint knew there was something horribly wrong, involving both Lucas and Claus.

He would not let anything happen to eitehr of them.

He picked up his feet and ran, ignoring his son's cries to slow down. At this point, all he wanted was to get this journey over with. I mean, all they were doing was searching for their mother, right? This is as far as they could go, right? All he had to do was Get Claus, find Kana, Duster and Kumatora and go home.

That's what he wanted to believe. But that was just wishful thinking.

He knew he was dead wrong.

They turned a corner, and Flint stopped dead in his tracks. On the Floor in front of his was a heap of flesh, barely breathing, the same soulless eyes that Lucas had long ago, missing a leg. Lucas let out a cry as he saw this, and immediately jumped off his father's back and went to his brother's side.

"Claus … Claus, what happened?!" Lucas cried, trying to keep his fear hidden.

Claus gave no answer, but instead, stared at him.

Lucas started immediately healing him. He was able to close the wound that the leg left, but in truth, even he himself who pulled the dragon out of his sleep was not able to reattach or even reconstruct a leg. Claus was alive at least.

Or was he?

Lucas pressed his ear against Claus's chest. He listened hard and intently, and while he was breathing, his heartbeat was faint. In a panic, Lucas did his best to heal his brother. But to no avail; He was still emotionless, breathing shallowly, and his heartbeat was still faint.

"What happened to him …?" Lucas asked, more to himself than anyone else.

Flint kneeled down to Claus. He looked pale and lifeless; one would think he was dead at first glance.

Flint felt a sudden horror within his heart. He whirled around and held out the crowbar, but as he did, he felt it taken right out of his hands. He then felt his arms and legs being pinned to his side, unable to move. He looked down and saw that his body was covered with shadows, covering him like a tight veil. He then looked at Lucas, trying in vain to keep back tears of horror.

Behind Lucas, Flint saw darkness rise from below the ground. Flint let out a cry, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the darkness stuffed its 'hands' into Flint's mouth, gagging him. Before his eyes, Flint saw Lucas wrapped in darkness. He was forced to watch as his son got consumed by the shadows that revealed itself to him.

Flint fought and struggled, trying to loosen his arm.

'It is useless' a voice boomed from within the darkness, 'I have my hold on you. And even if you were to escape, you would not get very far.'

"I WANT MY SON BACK!" Flint yelled, "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH HIM!"

'Your son has become my next meal … his despair gives me so much energy … Losing his mother and brother, being burdened with the guilt of constantly lying to his brother, whom I might add, was revived by yours truly …"

Flint gritted his teeth, still struggling.

'Your son's soul has been corrupted beyond repair, Flint.' The darkness said, 'And Lucas would've been dead too, if it weren't for his mother using her soul to repair his.'

"So … Hinawa really is dead …" Flint said, hanging his head down.

'Indeed she is. I was going to use her body, but she had already harvested her soul into Lucas. I had to use the next best thing and reconstruct your son's pitiful body.'

The darkness laughed. 'He held my seed while it flourished within his sinned body. And as for Lucas …'

Flint felt his body being released and gently put on the ground.

'You have no chance of seeing him again. He, as well as his mother's soul, will soon be destroyed by my power.'

Flint approached Claus, picking him up in his arms. He was still breathing shallowly: he did not know how much longer he would last.

'Your son will not go very far: As I have said, his soul is corrupted beyond repair. Without a soul, I'm afraid he will die.' The Darkness mused, 'The seed acted as a replacement for his soul. But now that I am done with him, we is no more of use.'

Flint stood there, holding Claus.

"Lucas .. Claus … they're both …"

'Yes. Essentially, they're dead.'

Flint bit his lip as he fought hard to keep back the emotion welling up inside him. After all this time, after all they've been through; His sons will die, just like that? The World would be enveloped in darkness?

No.

No. For his sons, he would not let that happen.

He rested Claus against a boulder and faced the darkness. It would be hard picking a fight with formless creature and without a weapon no less, but he at least had to try. For Lucas, For Claus, and for Hinawa, he had to stop this darkness no matter what.

'You actually think you can stand up against me …?!" The Darkness said, giving out a laugh. 'You Humans are such pitiful creatures. Even the magypsies would have ran by now!!'

"Yeah … well … I'm not a magypsie." Flint said sternly.

'So be it.' The Darkness's tone was more serious than before. 'I won't gain anything from it, but if you desperately want to join your Son, then go ahead … Be my guest, take the first shot.'

Flint rushed at the darkness, ready for a fight.

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Duster keeled over and threw up.

In front of him, he saw a head of a little girl, smiling at him with such horror that he felt like he would never sleep again.

He would certainly never eat again, he felt sure of it.

Kumatora rolled her eyes as she saw Duster vomit once more. How much did the guy have in him?

"Duster, believe me, I've seen worse." Kumatora said, holding her leg in pain, "I mean, A LOT worse. Sometimes I'm the one that caused it."

"Y-yeah … well-." Duster took a moment to look over the edge of a cliff, seeing if his body wanted to expel any more out of him. Fortunately, it seemed like he was done. "I-I've never really been a fan of blood …" Duster took one last look at the head before Kumatora covered it up with dirt and paid her final respects, Boney beside her, bowing his head. "That poor girl …"

Kana paid her respects as well, then turned to the others. "Giygas used her as a puppet to fufill his needs. It seems he has no more use of her anymore."

"Was this the girl that Lucas and Claus traveled with?" Kumatora asked, "What's her name … Paula or something?"

Kana nodded. "She can finally rest in peace, though."

Duster got up and lifted Kumatora onto his back once again, preparing to venture further. "I have a bad feeling about this, guys. We need to continue before-."

"FLINT!!" Kumatora yelled, startling everyone. The group followed her pointing finger towards the cowboy, being held in the air by an arm of darkness. Kana let out a chant and released an ice attack. Somehow, it managed to wrap itself around the dark arm, and what was more amazing was the fact that the ice broke, the darkness breaking with it. Flint landed on the ground hard. He was sore, but he was alive.

"Flint, you sod!" Kumatora yelled as Duster picked him up, "What the hell do you think you're doing, facing off against this … this …" Kumatora blinked and looked at the twisting darkness around her. "What are you fighting against anyway?"

Kana took one look at the boy on the ground, missing a leg. She felt her heart sink, knowing that they were too late. The seed was taken from the boy's body, and now darkness would rule the land forever.

Kana faced the darkness, showing no fear. "Giygas."

The darkness cursed, as if he hated it that some one knew his name. 'Kana. How good for you to come. And you brought many more snacks for me to feed on!'

"Where is Lucas?" Kana asked simply.

'He has already been devoured by me …' Giygas said, laughing.

"Then take me too." Kana said, stretching her arms out.

Duster and Kumatora stared at Kana, their eyes wide.

Kumatora limped towards her, breathless. "What are you doing?!"

Kana smiled pleasantly at Kumatora. "Don't worry, princess. I know what I am doing."

"You're going to get yourself KILLED!" Kumatora said, clutching at her dress.

Kana pushed Kumatora away and she waited for Giygas to consume her. Kumatora would have been consumed too, if it weren't for Duster pulling her away in time. Kumatora felt horrified and helpless as she saw Kana become wrapped in darkness.

Flint then put a reassuring hand on her shoulder, Kumatora looking up at Flint. He nodded to her, as if to say "Have faith."

Duster, Kumatora, Boney and Flint stood there as the darkness consumed Kana, silent. Kumatora then did something no one would have thought she could do. She clasped her hands together and murmured under her breath.

Kumatora started praying.

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HA! Kumatora called Flint a sod!! XD