A/N: This is sweet! I finished this chapter faster than I planned! So read, review, but most of all ENJOY!
Oh yeah... Disclaimer: I don't own blah blah blah...
Chapter Three: A New Dynasty!?!
Back in her room after hearing the entire story, and letting out her anger, Demon Lord Etna laid on her bed staring straight at the ceiling. It had been a few hours since she had beaten up Laharl and that troublesome 'groundskeeper' Ryuki. Thinking back on it, Laharl didn't have a reason to take her HL, but that didn't matter, it was still missing. After pondering about where it could have been for a while, Etna called out, "Hey Prinny Squad, come here!" A couple of seconds went by with no sign of them. Angrily, Etna whispered, "If you don't get your butts in here this instant, I'll make sure that you'll never get paid or reincarnated."
Suddenly three Prinnies appeared in Etna's room and stood at attention. "Master Etna," they said in unison. "How could we assist you, dood?"
"That's more like it," said Etna while still staring at the ceiling. "Anyway, it seems like Baal didn't take my ten million HL after all." She turned her head to her servants. "So, who do you think is the culprit?"
"Probably Master Laharl, dood," said the leftmost Prinny.
"Yea, he mighta done it, dood," said the rightmost Prinny.
"Laharl-sama… definitely… dood," said the center Prinny.
"That's what I thought too, but the motive and the incentive aren't there for him," replied the Beauty Queen. "Besides, my Pringer Xs guarding my HL would have been destroyed if it were him. Any other ideas?" The three Prinnies shook their heads while sweating profusely. Etna knew something was up. "I'll ask you again, Who. Took. My. Money?"
"It was a blonde fighter who said he was super strong, dood," said the leftmost Prinny.
"He said he was Legendary and known throughout the cosmos, dood," said the rightmost Prinny.
"That bastard Versace!" yelled Etna thinking about the fighter's nickname as the 'Legendary Boulevard Fighter'. "I'll kill him! I'll do so many things to him that-"
"Etna-sama," the center Prinny interrupted. "Versace-sama it was not… dood."
"Then who the hell was it?" yelled the red haired demon.
"It was…"
-Coliseum/Gymnasium (Nosebleed Section)-
"Ach-choo. Whoa, excuse me. Anyway, this is Axel, the Dark Hero, here reporting live from the Gym as Overlord Mao is set to do battle with Overlord Laharl. The winner becomes Overlord over both Mao and Laharl's Netherworlds! The rules are simple, it will be a one on one battle; no vassals, no ultimate battleships, the last one standing takes the title of Overlord," reported the blonde haired demon as demons filled up the seats in the coliseum. "This is going to the a great battle, of course if The Dark Hero was fighting, the Overlords should just give me the titles and avoid the pain all toget-"
"Axel darling, we've been at commercial since you said battle," said Director. "I've been trying to… now now, don't start crying. After 'Tripping with Axel' went bust, and the whole Veldime incident, you should be happy you're even alive. Now get back your composure and be the Dark Hero I know you can be!"
"I can't do this anymore, the medical bills… the constant beat downs… sure I got a job with the news, but I'M the Dark Hero! I can't sit around when there's pranks to pull; people to plunder; Overlords to piss off; children to-"
"Axel you're on the air!"
"Ahem, and we're back! Here representing the Netherworld Broadcasting Channel, is the one and only Dark Hero! Seeing as the battle will ENSUE shortly, I'll take you to my guest partner on the battlefield; give a warm welcome to, the former leader of the Prism Rangers, Prism-ish! Prism-ish, how are things looking on your side?"
"First of my for the sake of justice, my name isn't Prism-ish, it's Prism Red… or just Red for short," said the Ranger while striking a pose. "Secondly, to all those who believe in justice, hope and love, following the battle I will be holding auditions for anyone who wants to be a Prism Ran- guh, what was that!?!" said the startled newscaster/hero of justice as an explosion went off behind him. The masked ex-hero turned around and said, "Oh my everyone, the fight has just be-"
… And then the screen went to static as ratings dropped 908070% in the next five minutes…
--A few seconds ago--
-Coliseum/Gymnasium (Battle Area)-
"Nice look you got going on zombie," taunted Mao, talking about all the bandages the blue Overlord was covered in. "According to my 1.8 million EQ, there's no way you could beat me with those wounds!"
Laharl couldn't help but smirk. "These bandages are but a minor stepping stone on my path to taking your title." He pulled out his Laser Z Bade from seemingly nowhere. "Let me clear this up for you, we might come from similar backgrounds Mao, but you, well you suck quite honestly. If I was serious when we fought, you'd be a Prinny by now! Though I'd probably have to still beat Baal to get my screen time back…" he said mumbling the last part.
"What you want to go at it? Fine!" Mao pulled out a his beefed up Night Crier. "I'll show you how deadly what over a million hours of logged game hours and an 1.8 million EQ can be!"
"That's fine by me."
And the two of them rushed at each other intent on taking the other down.
--We now return to the present--
The crowd roared as the battled between the two Overlords unceremoniously began. All the bets we cast and everyone was waiting for the dust to settle, literally, in order to see what was going to happen next.
After their modified versions of their Blast Finger and Blazing Knuckle collided and caused some dirt to kick up into the air, Laharl began to circle Mao, ever increasing his speed. Suddenly Mao was lifted into the ground and Laharl slashed him back toward the ground. The white haired Overlord made a small crater when he landed and braced himself for another slash from Laharl to finish his move, Hurricane Slash; but it never happened. Laharl simple made some distance and smirked at his opponent.
"This isn't a game right now Mao," he said. "I'm not confined to squares, and I don't have to complete the set moves the developers gave us! Heck, seeing as this is a fanfic, the author could beef me up so I could even surpass that Gon Soku guy from Braggin Doll P!"
"That's only if you're the intended main character," replied Mao.
"True, so true."
The two of them dashed at each other and when they were within feet of each, simultaneously executed a horizontal slash on each other while still dashing. As if choreographed, the two flipped back to their initial positions and got back into their fighting stances. Then, Mao jumped into the air and gathered a ton of energy into his blade; while back on the ground Laharl did the exact same thing. After a few seconds, both of them had energy flowing out from their blades, (Mao's was dark red, Laharl's was green). The crowd began to get anctious, but then realized what was going on and the majority of those in attendance tried to get the hell outta the gym while they still could.
Laharl, impressed with Mao's Mana said, "You sure you wanna go through with this? You're probably going to die… Painfully!"
"Of course! Only some like those Vato Bros would run from a situation like this!" Mao had a grin on his face. This was his first real one-on-one challenge since becoming Overlord.
"HEY!!! What about me!!?" yelled Salvatore.
Umm, any to continue on elsewhere…
-Coliseum/Gymnasium (Nosebleed Section)-
In the meanwhile, the Dark Hero was truly impressed by the showing that the two Overlords were giving. It reminded him of the 'good ol' days'. Not worrying about the ensuing death that he would probably incur, Axel punched the air and said, "Director, do you see that? The sheer awesomeness of their power is causing everyone to run in fear! I mean I could do that too, of course, but-"
"A-A-Axel, darling? I think… you should turn around," Director said in a scared manner.
"What's wrong? All the dangerous people are- WHOA!?! Etna? What are you doing here? And what's with the look… AND the weapon? Do you want my autograph or something?" said Axel to the red haired demon.
"Before I hurt you, let me explain something to you," said the Demon Lord. She pointed her Polaris at Axel's throat. "We've been in what? Two games together right? And in both, you suck… horribly. So here's where the explaining comes in. If you know someone can kill you, it'll probably be the smart thing to NOT steal from them OR tell anyone that you stole from them. Understand?"
"Heh, I… have no idea what you're talking about?" said the Dark Hero. "And even if I did, you'd think that I'd confess face to face like this with you?"
"So you an in-denial chicken wuss," said Etna, whose right eye began twitching out of anger. "That being the case, I'll ask you one time: did you take my 10 million HL?" A devilish smirk appeared on her face. "Oh and don't lie. I already know the truth. "
Axel was sweating buckets. (Crap, crap, this wasn't supposed to happen) he thought. (With the whole Baal situation, I thought I'd be long gone by now with my family's mortgage paid, and my life secure). A comic sweat drop appeared on the Dark Hero's forehead as he realized how utterly wrong his predictions were; however, a quick glance at Etna again caused him to begin sweating buckets again as he saw the deadly look in her eyes. Realizing that pain was unavoidable, Axel said, "Listen, Etn, er I mean, Miss Etna, right? I-I-I… I didn't mean to take it, but all the other rich demons were either at Laharl's level or higher, and besides… Who would think a demon of your magnitude would miss a measly 10 million HL?"
The grin on Etna's face got even bigger. "You talk too much, ya know?" she said as she moved her weapon away from his throat. "I've been dying to kill whoever took my money, but seeing as it was a pee-on like you-"
"You mean you won't kill me?" interjected Axel enthusiastically.
"Yup," said Etna, still with the evil grin on her face. "I won't kill you."
"Phew, thank the heavens! I mean, seriously than-"
"Yup, I said that I won't kill you," said Etna as she got into an offensive stance. "But that doesn't mean that you won't drop dead! "
"E-E-E-E-Etna!?! What're you-" Suddenly, Etna clubbed Axel with her weapon, and sent him flying right into the midst of the battle…
-Coliseum/Gymnasium (Battle Area)-
"Seems like you're trying to redeem yourself, but it won't work!" yelled Laharl.
"You know, you talk too much for a pipsqueak," answered Mao.
"That's it!" said Laharl as he prepared to attack. "Here I come!"
"Take this!" sa Mao, swinging his Night Crier downward, the energy from his blade following suit.
"DIMENSIONAL SLASH!!!" yelled the two Overlords simultaneously.
"EEEYAAAAAAARRRGGGHHHH!!!!" screamed a male voice flying toward the two Overlords as their attacks were about to collide. Then, just as their attacks impacted, the scream disappeared; briefly confusing both demons. However, their minor lapse in concentration caused for their Mana to spike, thus causing a cataclysmic detonation the likes that all but tore the dimensions apart… basically they forgot to control their power and caused a huge explosion and cause the two to go to opposite sides of the Coliseum (that explanation was for all the people who like how Prinnies explain things).
"Ouch! Damn it!" cursed Laharl while getting back to his feet, the effects from earlier on starting to take their toil on him. Through clenched teeth he said, "I'm going to kill Etna after this. Disrespecting me like that-"
"Hey, all this flashy skill usage is kinda dull," yelled Mao over on the other side of the Coliseum. He was holding his ribs in pain, but was otherwise fine. "Why not fight like people who are beneath us do?"
"A barbaric, non skill using, battle of raw power and talent?" Laharl smirked. "A wonderful idea, Four-eyes! I'm glad I thought of it."
"Hey!! That's no fair! Even if it IS the demon way, I won't take that!"
And thus the two Overlords once again rushed toward each other and clashed swords. After a few minutes, Mao was able to gain the upper hand by using Blast Finger, and mounting a devastating offensive on Laharl. Laharl tried to dodge Mao's attacks, but as the battle went on, his injuries caused his stamina to steadily decrease. Realizing this, Laharl put his all into parrying all of Mao's attacks, but this only played into Mao's hand. Mao saw the how hard it was becoming for Laharl to keep up this defense, Mao increasingly focused his Mana into his Night Crier while assaulting Laharl. This continued for a long while until Laharl misread one of Mao's attacks and was slashed across the chest. Stunned, the blue haired Overlord separated himself from his attacker to try and catch his breath.
"Damn it! Damn IT!! DAMN IT!!!" cried Laharl. He was more so cursing himself for opting not to go to the Nurse's Office before the match, than he was cursing Etna and the Prinnies for screwing him over. He looked over at Mao, and was that the glasses wearing demon, was slowly approaching him. Without thinking twice, Laharl lift his hands up and said "Woaaaah!" as a huge floating ball of his Mana, looking like fire, formed above his head. Then he said "Ha!" as he cause this ball of Mana to disperse into multiple floating balls of Mana. Laharl looked Mao, who was still slow approaching, once more before yelling, "Bite the dust!" and shooting all of his balls of Mana at Mao, engulfing the Overlord in a sea of flames.
"Woohoo," cried a voice from the audience. "You got him now Prince!"
(Etna…) Laharl said to himself, but he let the thought go and focused solely on where he last saw Mao stand. The cries from the audience continued however. Most were positive, seeing as Laharl was the odds on favorite to win the match. However, it really didn't matter since there were currently only around seventeen people in the crowd, due to the massive rush of people who left before. Laharl felt that it wasn't over and began focusing his Mana. "That should be enough," he said after about a minute passed.
Suddenly a loud scream was coming from Mao's direction, it sounded as though a chicken-rat-bird had had its funny bone shattered… over fifty times. "GHYAHAAAAOWWWWWW!!!" screamed the chicken-rat-bird voice. "LAHARL! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!!!" All of a sudden a black gale swept away all of the fire and revealed a flying Mao surrounded by a powerful white aura. "THIS WILL FINISH THIS!!"
(Seems like it's time) said Laharl, as he looked up and saw something the confirmed his beliefs, a huge meteor aimed at Mao! Without hesitating, Laharl used all of his strength and landed atop of the meteor, crossed his arms, and with the most sadistic on his face yelled "Ahahahahahaa... AHAHAHAHAHAHA!" as the meteor continued to run its course directly into Mao.
Meanwhile, Mao had just focused enough Mana in order for him to use his ultimate attack, Vasa Aergun. He closed his eyes while thinking (That idiot Laharl has no idea what I have in store for him! I've seen his silly Meteor Impact, and according to my calculations, his chance of survival is ZERO!) The white haired Overlord then transformed into a gigantic dark blue, almost black, demon with wings, horns, and chains on his arms and legs. "Muhahahahaha!!!" the demon bellowed before summoning up a shitload of Mana in its mouth. At the same time the meteor was closing in on Mao ever steadily increasing its speed, and decreasing the distance until impact. 1000 yards. 500 yards. 250 yards… 500 feet. 300 feet. Mao waited until the meteor was less than a hundred feet away from him before firing a bluish laser from his mouth. Unexpected to both Overlords, their attacks collided at way TOO close of a range, causing an even more devastating explosion than when their two Dimension Slashes collided, and filling up the Coliseum with a cloud of dirt and dust. Nobody in attendance could see their hands in front of their face, yeah the air was that thick.
The people in attendance were pissed. Most figured that the match was over; however no one could tell just who the victor was. Once again the crowd got into an uproar and gave mixed reactions to what had accorded; 30 percent were applauding the excellent battle, 30 percent were booing since they eagerly wanted to see who had won, and 40 percent were coughing up their lungs.
This continued for a while until a red light appeared. No one really thought that much of it, and they resumed with their racket. Two minutes later all of the dust suddenly disappeared, and the audience started cheering at the spectacle that they saw: Laharl had defeated Mao! Cheers such as "Laharl, you're the greatest!", "Wooo!!! Yeah, Laharl!", and "Hell yeah! I just won me some money! Thanks Laharl!!" rang through the gym. Up in the stands Flonne and Reio were cheering the loudest.
"That's the Laharl I know," said Flonne with a smile to the Marauder on her left. "Through I feel like he's going to do something destructive to Etna once he's recovered…"
"Doesn't matter," chimed in Reio. "As long as I get the money I just won, I'm happy!" He looked to his left and said, "Aye Ryuki, who'd you bet on anyway?"
The gladiator hung his head, "Well… I bet on… Wait a minute, where's Asagi?"
"What does that have to do with anything," yelled Reio. "Hell, she probably had to clean herself up after seeing the sheer awesomeness of two main charact-"
At that moment a large bluish beam, reminiscent of Lion's Roar, came crashing down on Mao and Laharl, and destroying half of the gymnasium. This new predicament shook things up as it opened the question of 'was this Mao's final attack'? If that was true then Mao had undoubtedly won. Then again, just about anyone who initiated that attack had just become the next Overlord.
As the smoke around the two fighters began to clear once again, Reio became impatient and yelled to Flonne, "You, don't you know magic? Get rid of the smoke then!!"
"You know, that's not a polite way of-"
"Just DO IT!" roared the Marauder with his Thrill Sucker in hand.
Sighing Flonne complied and cast Giga Wind on the area, clearing the smoke and revealing the one person she (and many others) did not expect to be behind that last attack. This shock caused Flonne to get stuck after saying "Oh…"
"My…" was the only word that Reio could utter after realizing that as fast as his money came, it went.
Not as dumbstruck as his peers, Ryuki asked, "Umm… am I supposed to say 'gosh' or hell yeah, cause I just won!! That's what I'm talking about! A-SA-GI!! A-SA-GI!!!"
Down in the remains of the battlefield the former hidden character stood with her right fist extended in the air, and the two Overlords at her feet. A blissful sensation came over her as all she could say was "Main character! Main Character!! MAIN CHARACTER!!!"
-Chapter Four Preview-
Asagi: It finally happened! I, Asagi, the Queen of Games and FORMER pupil of Zetta, has finally become the Main Character!
Etna: What are you doing?
Asagi: It was a long fought battle, and the whole thing seemed like a dream…
Etna: Hey I'm talking to you!!
Flonne: Let her have fun!
Asagi: But once I saw my title change from Main Character(?) to Main Character to Overlord, I knew that I made them two suckers my bitches!!
Ryuki: Smooth. Real Smooth.
Asagi: Eeek! Did I say something weird just now? Nevermind. Next on Asagi's Awesome Adventure, Episode 4: What the !#$ just happened!?! Can't everyone just be happy for me?
Prinny: Hold on, does this mean new ownership dood?
Character Bio
Reio
Age: 987
Class: Demon (Marauder)
In his former life, he conducted a large genocide of males, his official excuse being "Just cause I could." (His informal excuse was "So I could have more three ways.") When he died, he prompted to get a Prinny Suit rather than go to Seedle's Underworld on the basis that "Seedle's a faggot that's pissed over some broad that killed him… There's NO way I'm going to be ruled over by HIM." After being recruited by Mao, he immediately killed off a thousand Prinnies, and stole a couple hundred million HL from RosenQueen to secure a multitude of Reincarnations for himself. A dangerous psycho, he mellowed out after being beat by Versace twice in a row, and being beaten by Ryuki. He and the latter soon became close, and the two will often be seen around the Academy doing a multitude of random acts of both honor and delinquency to other demons and each other. The Marauder recently got a side job as a mercenary for other demons, mainly Demon Lords and Overlords. His motto is "If it looks easy, then it is… as long as you're as strong as a Demon Lord."
A/N: Uh... Sorry if this chapter was kinda lame. I mean I TRIED my best, but this chapter comes off as lame to me. On a side note: I'm happy for you Asagi! Well I hope you enjoyed it. I'll get to working on the next chapter as soon as I can.
