Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Universe - A New Beginning

Alliance Red input several commands into the Alliance Megazord. The giant megazord swung both of its arms to hit Diabolico. He easily sidestepped the machine and blasted it with his Star Power. Both of the megazord's arms fell off.

"For Queen Bansheera!" The Demon shouted in victory. Loki and Jinxer danced in circles near the scene in celebration.

"Systems failing rapidly." Alliance Blue reported.

Alliance Yellow looked to her teammates. "Let's divert all of our energy and turn this thing into a giant bomb."

Alliance Pink nodded in approval. She looked to Alliance Red to see if he would agree.

"Reon... Do it." He said.

Alliance Green gave the "okay" sign with his hand and began channeling all available energy to the system's core. The megazord dodged a blow from Diabolico as Reon did this.

"Rahp, let's send our ranger energy..." Alliance Blue suggested. "Morphing Grid Energy must be a lot... Especially from the five of us."

"I think Filcar is right." The Yellow Ranger said.

"Okay. Who agrees with Claire and Drew?" Red asked, looking to the Pink and Green Rangers. They nodded in approval.

"Okay... Priscilla. Connect all of our wrist techs to the megazord and divert energy to it."

Within a matter of moments, the five Alliance Rangers were sitting in their cockpit, demorphed. Rahp turned to Claire and nodded. "Walk us right to him. Drew... Make sure you teleport us out before we go down with this thing, got it?"

Filcar laughed. "You got it, Paul."

Diabolico laughed as he watched the armless megazord walk toward him. "Suicide? Fine. Meet your end!"

Reon laughed and turned on the speakers so Diabolico could hear him before they teleported away. "Not suicide... Kamikaze!"

"Huh?" Diabolico uttered as the megazord rammed into him, exploding as it did.

"Diabolico!" Loki screamed.

He and Jinxer ran to where the top of their base had turned into a blazing wreckage.

"This can't be happening!" Jinxer yelled. As he said this, a flash of a wreckage flashed in his mind. For a moment, when that occurred, Nathadian Magic floated around him. He grew faint and fell down. As he did, he noticed Diabolico's hand under some rubble.

Shaking off the strange sensation, Jinxer yelled out to Loki, indicating he had found their companion.

"Hang on, buddy! We'll get you out of there!" Loki screamed as he and Jinxer began to lift the wreckage from off their friend, who had shrunk down to normal size from the power that had hit him.

Meanwhile, in the base itself, the five Alliance soldiers found themselves in Bansheera's throne room. They looked around, seeing both The Queen's dark platform and her golden box. Priscilla could feel goosebumps on her arm as she looked around the large, dark room in which they had coincidentally teleported themselves to.

"Ah... the Alliance Power Rangers. I must say: quite impressive how you dealt with Diabolico. I applaud the effort."

"You must be The Queen." Reon said. "Now that we have officially met, prepare to be destroyed."

Bansheera smirked. "Cute." She extended an arm and shot a black bolt at Reon. He flew through the air upon impact, slamming into the wall behind him. His team ran to him as he fell to the ground with a loud thud.

Priscilla grabbed his wrist. She took his pulse. She then looked up, horror filling her eyes. "He's..."

Claire jumped up, Rage filling her face. She had known and worked with Talp for years. Seeing someone she knew so well be destroyed so casually ripped at her from the inside out. "You witch!"

Bansheera smiled, then shrugged. "Once upon a time... Now I am queen of the Demons. You've seen what I can do. Do you wish to fight me, without your Ranger powers? Or, do you wish to join the winning team? Become my Demonic warriors?"

Claire spit at her. "I'll never become one of you!"

Bansheera frowned as she wiped the spit from off her face. She then brought up a hand and flicked it hard. Rahp, Priscilla, and Filcar looked on as Claire Risp's head swung to the side quickly. They could hear her neck snap as it happened. She instantly fell to the ground.

"Noooo! Claire!" Filcar screamed. He and what was left of the team ran forward.

Bansheera rolled her eyes. "What do you honestly think you're going to accomplish? Hmm?" She then twisted her hand again, directing the spell at all three of them. Nothing happened. She did not know that Beelzebub had found them at that moment and was protecting the rangers.

Filcar got into a fighting stance. "Looks like your Magic's run out. Prepare to be destroyed!"

As the rangers rushed forward, anger filled their minds. Having seen two of their comrades fall, after everything they had been through together, so easily and with so much callous from Bansheera tipped them over the edge. They were sure they were going to make it so that Bansheera would never harm another person ever again.

Before they could get to her, someone teleported into the room in front of Bansheera. It was Deviot.

"Huh?" Priscilla said as she found herself face to face with Deviot's blaster. He chuckled and pulled the trigger, vaporizing her head.

Filcar and Rahp stared, terrorized by the gruesome image. He pointed his blaster at the two last rangers.

"Who are you!?" Rahp demanded.

Deviot laughed. "Some have called me a shapeshifter. Others a changeling. Others a cyborg. You all knew me as king of the Cimmarion Planet: Master Elma Estro."

He turned into Estro as he said this, laughing.

"What!?" Filcar said in frustration. "Where's the real Estro!?"

He smiled and turned to Bansheera, giving her a look as if to say he couldn't believe their stupidity. She leaned against her throne and laughed. Turning back to Filcar and Rahp, he said, "I've always been Estro. Look at my name: Elma Estro... Or El Maestro? I've been toying with everyone!"

He then pointed his blaster and shot Rahp in the chest. The energy barreled through his armor and hit his body.

Filcar, unable to get out a sound due to his dry mouth, ran to his friend. Blood trickled down his face as he looked to Filcar.

Rahp laughed. "All of this... because we found some... stupid crystal..."

Filcar fought back tears as he saw Rahp's final breath. He clenched his fist and stood up, staring at Estro in anger.

"What? Baby's gonna cry?" Estro asked mockingly.

"Do you see any tears?" Filcar asked defiantly. He then rushed forward. He dodged each of Estro's blasts as he made his way to the murderer.

He punched Estro in the face. "I was willing to die once for what was right. Now, I will live on and fight for what's right!" He jumped into the air and kicked Estro in the head, sending him falling to his back. Filcar flexed his chest as he stared at Estro.

Estro slowly stood up, wiping blood from off his chin. He then smiled at Filcar.

"What are you laughing about!?" Filcar demanded.

Estro pointed behind Filcar. "You forgot about her."

Filcar then spun around. As he did, he found himself face to face with Bansheera. He felt a pain in his stomach. Looking down, he saw he had turned straight into Bansheera's dagger. Blood fell from his mouth as he fell to his knees.

Bansheera smiled. She pulled the blade out and kicked Filcar away. He fell to the floor, lifeless.

Estro made his way to Bansheera, becoming Deviot once again.

"I appreciate your loyalty, Deviot." Bansheera said.

"But of course, my Queen!"

"I suppose I'll need a new base..."

"I'm already working on it. By the way... May I take these corpses? I have a project I believe they will be perfect for."

Bansheera nodded. "Be my guest."

Laughing, he pulled out a remote and punched in some digits. His space shuttle outside the base tracked him and the lifeless bodies in the room and teleported them to that location.

Bansheera looked at her throne room. She then sighed. "You can come out now, Beelzebub."

A red cloud flowed into the room. Beelzebub formed himself into his Human form and waved hello to his enemy, flashing her a smile.

"Long time no see, partner."

"Don't play with me. Are we going to do this or not?"

Beelzebub then turned himself into his Demon form. Bansheera also donned her Demon form.

Beelzebub swung his arms at his foe. She teleported behind him and slashed his back. He flew into the air and shot down giant balls of black and blue flames at Bansheera. She dodged only a handful before being pelted. She collapsed to the ground in pain.

Seeing his opportunity, Beelzebub flew down feet first to land on Bansheera. He hoped to break her, ending her existence right then and there. As he was about to land on her, he heard Bansheera laugh and disappear. He crashed into the floor, cracking it as he did. He looked around and could not find Bansheera.

"Argh!" Beelzebub screamed in pain as he felt many stab wounds appear on his body. He looked up to see the Demon standing before him. She held a doll in her hand. It looked just like him. She was poking it with a pin.

"How!? That only works on mortals!" He demanded.

Bansheera laughed. "I was a witch first, Beelzebub. I know a bit more about Magic than you. I knew someday you'd get out, so I've been practicing. I made this doll many years ago. Inside of it is the token of our partnership, partner. You really messed up when you gave me some of your essence."

"No..." Beelzebub said, shaking his main monstrous head. The last thing he saw was Bansheera reverting back to her Human form, lighting the doll aflame with black fire.

As the Demon erupted in flames, screaming in pain, Bansheera took her seat upon her throne. She smiled as she watched her oldest living rival be consumed by her power. She knew she was the most powerful being in the universe, and that now no one would be able to stop Project White Genesis.

. . .

Gosei sat at a table. The only person physically in the room with him was Zordon, who was looking over two dimensional holograms of the mapped universe at the same table. In a monitor on the table, Dimitria was looking over the algorithms the computer was feeding to the glass on the monitor. She read each one as it scrolled by, hoping to find the missing link to get her out of the plane of existence in which she found herself.

Zordon sighed. "Gosei... It's only been a few months since Tria decided to stay on Triforia, and yet... it feels as if everything has changed since then."

Gosei nodded. After Tria took the Triforian king's call to stay on Triforia, Zordon had returned to Earth to set up Team Victory's base alongside Gosei. Gosei had become the de facto technician for the team, helping the team during battles. He, Burai, and Zordon had begun work on a power regulator, or "morpher", for Trinity during that time. It wasn't one hundred percent functional, but it was helping Trinity not be completely unable to help when the being who called himself The Master, or his associate Dai Shi sent out their waves of Monsters to attack.

Trinity had tried finding Yoral in the time that he had disappeared, but had no luck. After a few weeks where she and Zordon would go out together to find him, Gosei had noticed she seemed to care less and less that she had not found him after a "hunt". He had also noticed a new type of relationship begin between her and Zordon. Knowing how Zordon was when it came to his feelings, Gosei had decided not to say anything, fearing he would push Zordon into being stand offish toward Trinity. Gosei knew that Zordon needed more than Saba as a confidant in life, and someone from the opposite gender would do wonders for him.

Gosei also knew Zordon was under a lot of pressure. When news had become public about the incident with Ivicar, any chance of the United Alliance reuniting was thrashed. A council of leaders had come together at that time, wishing to know what they were to do next. After many hours of deliberations, and a lot of initial resistance from Zordon, the leaders had voted for Zordon to be the leading general for the Resistance, which is what these leaders had decided to call themselves.

Because of Octomus, Dai Shi, and Rita's presence on Earth, Zordon had decided to have Earth and its solar system be exclusively in his jurisdiction, using Team Victory and the Order of the Claw to combat the forces of evil.

Zordon then began delegating sectors of the universe out to those he trusted: the Aquitian Rangers would care for Aquitar and the planets nearby; Magnuswould cover his area; Eric and the Space Rangers would care for the Karova System; Tria would protect her sector of the universe. Zordon set up a chain of communication which included emergency levels. The system included help for each team of fighters. For instance, if the Aquitar Rangers were needing help, their support would come from Earth, and vice versa.

"Things have changed, but we keep fighting. That's what will ensure our victory." Gosei said, hoping to cheer up his overburdened friend. Gosei could tell Zordon was worried that he hadn't set up the Resistance in the best way possible, as Zordon scrolled through more maps trying to see if any sectors needed to change which planets fell into the boundaries he created. He wanted to ensure not one team was overburdened. He knew if they were given too much to cover, they would be unable to protect their sectors optimally. He was constantly doubting whether he had found the happy middle ground between quantity and quality.

"But what if our enemies keep on fighting? If there is some law stating that if we never give up, we are guaranteed to never lose, wouldn't that law protect our enemies, as well, if they never give up? What, then, if this Dark Specter who has suddenly popped up has just as much determination as me? Will we just create a paradox where we will continually fight each other, causing the innocent people who get caught up in the debris of our war unending torment!?" Zordon asked, getting more and more frustrated as his inner thoughts and fears began flowing out from his mouth.

Dimitria laughed. "Why don't you leave the questions to me? Focus on decimating our enemies, and I am sure everything else will fall into place."

Zordon smiled. "How do you stay so wise, trapped in another realm? I'd go crazy if I were confined to such a fate... You astonish me!"

Dimitria shrugged and laughed. "I guess we surprise ourselves at times with what we are capable of doing in times of stress. If it is any consolation, I pray you never need to go through something like this yourself."

As Zordon was about to reply, the alarm went off, indicating an attack. Zordon furrowed his brow and began to make his way out of the room when Gosei stopped him.

"No, Zordon. There is something I want to test first. Especially with you being so valuable to the Resistance, I think this project of mine will help ensure you stay okay and we stay safe." Gosei said, turning to his keyboard and typing in directives to his computer.

Zordon looked on as a robot made its way to the trio. He nodded in approval. "You sure have been busy, haven't you, Gosei? I'm impressed..."

Gosei laughed. "I've been studying your workbooks night and day to learn how you make your gadgets. I'm just trying to mimic you, mentor."

Zordon laughed. "I think giving me the title of mentor is a little much, really. I pity anyone who would ever truly have me as their mentor! Anyway, let's see what this thing can do. I'm intrigued."

. . .

Dark Specter looked upon the abandoned fortress castle that had once belonged to Queen Bansheera. She had abandoned it months prior to that moment, after destroying the Alliance Rangers. No one knew where she was currently housed, but Dark Specter knew it wouldn't be long until she reared her head once again. He knew he had to be ready for her when that time came.

Darkonda teleported back onto the Dark Wave. He had taken it back for himself after he had joined forces with Dark Specter.

"It is entirely deserted, Dark Specter." Darkonda reported.

"Excellent. Looking at the damage from here... it looks as if half of the thing was decimated. I suppose we can fix that easily enough. I can use some Black Magic and data to digitize the rest of the base. It will make it difficult for enemies to attack." Dark Specter thought outloud.

"Fascinating!" Darkonda said, pretending to be interested. "What will we call this new base?"

"The base from which we will hatch our evil schemes shall be named... the Dark Fortress ."

. . .

Guy looked at Earth as the ship he was in flew off into space. Gerlit had told him that if they were to ensure the Greatest Treasure and the Ranger Keys were to stay safe, they would need to stay as far away as possible from Earth. Gerlit feared that the Monsters attacking Earth were going to begin targeting their group if they would stay there.

Guy walked to Gerlit. "Where are we going to go?"

Gerlit left the table where he had been sitting with the three other Liarians to where Guy was. "We're going to go back to Liaria. I figure that's the last place people will look for us, since that's where they went to attack us to begin with. There, we will have access to all of the key technology to be able to start channeling the Greater Power of the Space Rangers into the Ranger Keys."

Guy nodded. "Makes sense. How long until we get there?"

"Not too long. We'll use some Key Magic to get us there faster. Do you want us to leave you at your homeplanet first, so you can say hello to your family?"

"No, but thanks for the offer. I'll go back once we're finished with the Space Ranger Keys."

"Okay, Guy. We're glad you have decided to stay with us and get these keys finished. Hopefully, we can get these keys done quickly to ensure the Greatest Treasure stays safe."

Guy shrugged. "Not a problem. Just trying to stay useful. It's what my friends would've done."

Gerlit smiled. "They were good people. You honor them with your actions."

Guy nodded. "Thanks. I hope that wherever they are, they know I'm thinking of them and that I will do everything in my power to honor their memory."

. . .

Yoral stared on from a mountain top as the Rinshi and Hidiacs attacked. That day was the day he had picked to extract his revenge on Zordon. On one occasion a month or so earlier, he had seen Trinity walking about in a meadow. He had been very happy to see her, as he had been busy training and trying to find the God Eye and had not had any time to himself.

As he ran up to greet her, still unseen, he had seen Zordon walk up to Trinity from the opposite direction. He watched as they spoke to each other. He noted how Trinity played with her hair as they spoke, the way she had when she had first met Yoral. He watched as she leaned in, surprising Zordon and kissing him on the cheek. Both his and Zordon's faces grew red, but for different reasons.

Since that day, Yoral had been planning for the day when he would attack Zordon by surprise during one of Dai Shi's attacks. He had been training hard with the Ghost of Darkness, and believed his Zocato power was at that point strong enough to override Zordon's Nathadian Magic. He wore a smirk on his face as he felt a portal open from the Magic Realm, signifying the arrival of his target.

As he looked down, he saw Dai Shi and Octomus' footsoldiers begin to explode. He scanned the area quickly, trying to see Zordon. Following one of the blasts back to its origin point, he saw a figure standing ominously with his blaster pointed at the undead beasts. The figure then stepped forward and began speaking.

"I am Robo Knight, Protector of the Environment, Guardian of the Earth. Surrender now." Robo Knight said casually.

Several Rinshi and Hidiacs ran forward as he said this. He pointed his blaster at them immediately, saying, "Knight Dynamic."

Beams of power erupted from his blaster, destroying the rest of the Monsters in the area. Gosei had programmed him to ensure Earth specifically would be safe, both from toxic warfare that the enemy may use, and from physical threat. He had studied the mannerisms of the knights from the Magic Realm, and had given him not only that type of attitude, but also a tap into the special Magic field wizards and magicians had to spend years of training to be able to learn to wield.

"Threat neutralized. Gosei, I am returning to base." Robo Knight said, turning around and vanishing into the portal that had opened for him.

Up top, Yoral gritted his teeth. "Just you wait, Zordon. The time will come when I will have my revenge."

The Ghost of Darkness, near Yoral's location, watched the scene in his mind from his temple by using his connection to Yoral. He laughed.

"That's right, my fighter. Let the anger build inside of you. Then, the power I have given you will slowly eat away at your mind until you become nothing more than my puppet. Allow your anger to release more Zocato power from your wand, because each time the Zocato power is released into your body, the wand will continue to release the cells I placed in the wand. Then, you will be under my complete control... And then... then the Reunion shall commence!"

. . .

Dai Shi looked to his old friend. "It appears as if the Order of the Claw has weaponized a knight. He seems very powerful."

Octomus grunted. "The time will come when he will be nothing but scrap metal. Nothing will stop us from our destiny. Soon, the Earth will be rid of these fighters and we will be able to take the Greatest Treasure and the power it contains for ourselves! We will reform the universe how we see fit!"

Dai Shi nodded. "Everything we have worked for will be ours. On that note... I found Ninjakon..."

Octomus looked at him surprised. "Interesting... Ninjakon wasn't destroyed. I guess we must follow through with our promise then..."

"Ninjakon is being held in the Ancient City. I do not think it is wise to try and retrieve him just yet." Dai Shi counseled.

"I agree with you. Lothor and Lokar hid many traps there. We would need time to maneuver the landscape, uninterrupted by the Order of the Claw or the Order of Meledon." Octomus said.

"Once we get the treasure, though... We will unleash Ninjakon, and then we will finish what Lothor started!" Dai Shi said. He was content. He had never felt as close to his goal as he did at that moment. He was sure he was going to win.

. . .

Rita looked down to Earth. Anger grew deep inside of her. The staff she held fueled her anger, overriding any feelings of Hope the Magic from the Caves of Deception had fueled her with. She was angry with Zordon, for constantly interfering with her attacks on Earth. She was angry with Master Vile for not helping her when she needed him. She was angry with Lord Zedd, for muscling her out of her seat of power. She was angry at the universe, and she knew not why.

"Mark my words. My Magic will rule all!" She screamed. Red Energy engulfed her, driving her mad.

. . .

Azazel laughed as he walked into the closed main offices of the Reapers. After having trained, he felt he was ready. He felt as if he knew how to use the Reaper power properly enough to ensure Beelzebub would have no difficulties in making his way to what Azazel had planned to be the new headquarters of all Demons.

A young Reaper walked around the cubicles, a newspaper in his hand. He looked up to see Azazel and went wide eyed.

"Tessa!? Tessa! Where have you been!?" He dropped his newspaper and ran to give her a hug. As he did, Azazel allowed his eyes to turn yellow, stopping the Reaper in his tracks.

"What!?" He said as a bright light blasted out from Tessa/Azazel. When the light disappeared, the man was gone.

"It works!" Azazel cried out in victory.

"Yes, it does..." A voice said from the shadows.

Azazel spun around in the direction of the voice. Before he could see who it was, a bright light flashed out, hitting him.

"I'm sorry, Tessa..." The man said, stepping out from the shadows.

He pulled out a communicator from his pocket and spoke into it. "This is Agent D. Unfortunately, you were right. Azazel's plan was to use Tessa's body and try to get into the Reaper's headquarters."

"What is the Abomination's current status?" The voice on the other end asked.

"Both Tessa and Azazel are gone." Agent D replied.

The voice on the other end sighed. "Well, that's good concerning Azazel. With the news we just received of Beelzebub's destruction, it seems as if his whole faction is gone. My only concern now is if Azazel was able to teach his technique to possess Reapers to any other Demons."

"I have no evidence for either scenario." Agent D replied.

"Bansheera is still a threat. She may play into all of this. Both the Book of Prophecy and Xenotome tell of the Holy War happening on Earth. She must be the one to usher it in, then. We must keep our eyes on her." The voice said.

"I will gather the Reapers and make sure to assign my best to keep an eye on her."

"Good. When the signs for the Final Holy War are in place, let us know. Then we will begin our search for Michael." The voice said, ending the communication. As the signal ended, Agent D spread out his spiritual wings, converted his body to spirit matter, and flew out of the office.

Fool. Azazel thought as Agent D disappeared. You don't understand the power I now have. I am near immortal! But... that blast damaged me badly. It will be quite some time before I can wield my Magic again...

And Beelzebub! How could this have happened to you! I will get my revenge on Bansheera if it is the last thing I do!

Azazel then became a dark purple cloud and flew off, leaving the planet of the Ethereals as fast as he could before he triggered any of their sensors. He had to plan for Michael's return and the Holy War.

. . .

Marvelous looked at Rashon from up in space. He could feel his insides twisting from the putrid energy flowing through him. The others with him had mentioned they could feel it a bit themselves, but he seemed to draw the lot of being more receptive of the putrid energy than his teammates. He kept a strong face, not wanting to ruin this moment for Miha.

"So, let's head down and see if we can rip the spirits out from that sword." Joe said, looking at his friends.

"Rip them out? Do you have any idea what you're talking about?" Luka asked as they descended down to the planet's now desert surface.

"Frankly, none of us do. This will be a learning experience for all of us." Doc replied, straightening the bottom of his jacket.

Joe laughed. "We're dead. I don't think it matters if you are able to straighten your jacket or not, Doc." Doc frowned as he continued.

Miha ran forward and got to the sword before the others. "Now what? Anyone have any idea what we should do next?"

Marvelous took a step away from the others. He knew he couldn't make the words come out without sounding as if he was in a lot of pain.

Doc shrugged. "I don't know..." He went over and touched the sword. As he did, a shockwave erupted from it.

"Some mechanism seems to have began in the sword from my spiritual touch." Doc said.

"How do you know?" Luka asked.

"I don't know... It's just that when I touched it, I could kinda... feel my spirit interact with the sword... It's hard to explain..." He replied.

The five friends stared on as the Savage Sword began spinning. Doc noted mentally that not one ounce of lifestream seemed to be spilling out of the sword, but only spirit matter.

"Mom! Dad!" Miha screamed as she saw them in the mass of spirit tornado that was now encircling the Savage Sword.

"Thank you, my love!" Miha's mother said, reaching out to her. "We are now free!"

As she said this, the White Light appeared nearby. The spirit tornado started draining into it, sending the spirits into the Afterlife.

"No! Mom! Dad!" Miha screamed, trying to grab her mom's hand. Luka, Joe, and Doc grabbed her and pulled her back. "What are you doing!?"

"If you touch them, you'll get whipped into that tornado yourself!" Doc explained.

She stopped struggling. "I... I want to go with them... but... I want to stay and help defeat Azazel. Thanks, guys."

Joe shrugged. "I can't let my little sister leave me here alone."

Luka punched him in the arm. "Alone? What are we, then? No one!?"

Joe laughed. "I didn't say it."

Luka stuck her tongue out at Joe. The four former pirates turned and watched as the last of the spirits, Miha's mother and father, went into the White Light. They waved goodbye to their daughter as Miha did so in return.

"Thank you guys. Really. You have all been there for me and- wait, where's Marvelous?" Miha said, looking around.

"Marv? Marvin!?" Luka screamed, looking around.

"You don't think he-" Doc began.

"Don't you say it!" Luka demanded. "He wouldn't have crossed over without us!"

"Maybe he got sucked in on accident..." Joe suggested darkly.

"No!" Miha said, looking around. "Marvelous! MARVELOUS!"

"I'm here..." Marvelous said, walking up to the group quietly. He kept his stare fixated on the ground.

Fear gripped each of the friends, and they knew not why. Luka walked up and placed her hand on Marvelous' shoulder. "Marv? Are you okay?"

He began laughing. It was a deep, cold, and dark laugh. Luka jumped back in shock, running to the other three.

Marvelous lifted up his head. He wore a large grin. As he stared at his former teammates, he could see the look of horror in their eyes as they stared at hiseyes. They were as black as the blackest night. He had become a Demon.