Chapter 18

Rintax arrived in the dark cavern that was the underworld and immediately noticed that someone was watching him. As he took a few tentative steps a man with a head of fire appeared before him.

"And what do you think you are doing in MY underworld?" the figure asked.

"Just here to observe some people. I don't intend to get involved." Rintax replied.

"Well unless you have business in the underworld I suggest that you leave." The figure replied.

"I am afraid I cannot do that. My targets should be down here." Rintax replied.

"Well than how about a deal? You take part in my tournament and that way you can stay down here while keeping an eye on whomever it is that you are watching," The man offered.

"I don't see why not." Rintax nodded "Mark me down as Rintax."

"Excellent." Hades grinned as he led Rintax to the Underdrome where the tournament was being held. As the tournament was starting two figures arrived to take part as well. One was an older man who had something large in a pack near him. He had white hair that stood almost completely on end and a long mustache that went past his chin. The other was a man with muddled eyes and had the tattoo of IX on his right cheek while his sword had the same symbol etched on the sheathe.

"And who are you two?" the man asked.

"You already know me Hades." The man with the tattoo on his face said.

"Of course Creed." Hades nodded.

"I am Mason Ordrosso." The old man replied.

"You sure you can keep up with the action in here old timer?" Hades asked with a grin.

"I am not worried about these whipper-snappers." Mason grinned.

"Alright. Solo or a team?"

"Solo." Creed answered right away, receiving a glare from Mason.

"Alright. Now the tournament is all set up." First round combatants to the arena!" Hades proclaimed. With that the matches started and Rintax noticed that the three odd looking ones that he had met before he had left the Land of Dragons were there as well. Once his match was up he saw that he was up against the old man.

"I know what you are Nobody." He growled as he opened the pack and donned gold armor and drew two swords "And I will spare you the curse that you suffer."

"I suffer no curse." Rintax replied as he summoned the gun "Now let us fight I wish to report to my superiors what I have learned from our battle." With that the old man rushed at Rintax who dodged the attack and fired a shot at the head of the old man and watched as the bulled bounced off.

"A nice try Nobody, but this armor and this sword are made or orichalcum. It will take much more than the likes of you to best me." Mason boasted. Grinning Rintax rushed in and managed to smash the old man's hand forcing him to drop one of his swords which Rintax kicked out of easy reach. Swinging the gun he soon was deflecting the sword with the large flat side of the gun which seemed to disturb the old man.

"How are you blocking Ragnarok so easily?" he demanded.

"Don't know. Just am." Rintax grinned as the wheels in his head began turning and he aimed at the only unarmored portion of him, his face and smashed the point in between his eyes, knocking him unconscious.

"I guess I win." Rintax shrugged as the gun disappeared and he walked out of the arena to see who his next opponent was. Reading the name a few times something stirred in the back of his head, a faint memory that wanted to come to the surface.

"Creed Diskenth." He read as he shrugged and headed back to the arena and waited until his match, observing a man with a red trench coat destroy the heartless that were his opponents. Finally it was Rintax's turn and he entered the arena to see that man had abandoned his white coat and was looking at him with a look of intrigue and distaste.

"Who are you?" he finally asked.

"You read my name. I am Rintax." The Nobody replied as he summoned the gun.

"That weapon says otherwise Train!" Creed shouted as he drew his weapon, which seemed to only be the guard and hilt.

"You going to club me with that?" Rintax asked as he aimed the gun at him.

"No. If you are really Train then you will know what I, and Lucifer, are capable of." Creed grinned as he took a slashed at Rintax who out of instinct brought the gun up to block, and was rewarded by hearing the sound of something hitting the metal guns side.

"You are Train!" Creed grinned.

"I don't know who you are talking about." Rintax replied as he drew the gun back and fired at Creed but the bullets were blocked at every turn.

'This is not good. I can predict what he is going to do, but he is holding something back.' Rintax thought as he tried to summon the memoires from his past life but couldn't get them to come up. So using instinct only he wrapped the tassel on the end of the gun around his two fingers and whipped the gun at the head of the man watching as the tassel increased in length and wrapped around the invisible sword. Letting the tassel pull him towards Creed he spun around the sword and grabbed the gun as he smashed it into Creed's back. As Creed stumbled Rintax continued the attacked with sweeping kicks or using the gun to like a club. Eventually Creed seemed to get angry and he held the sword up as suddenly a blade appeared but with eyes and an open mouth.

"Only Train would make me use this." Creed remarked.

"I am not Train." Rintax growled as he started to get angry. Suddenly a second gun appeared in his other hand, this one pure white with a bell on the end of its tassel. Suddenly feeling complete he spun the guns around and leapt into the air firing rapid shots off, forcing Creed to take the defensive as Rintax continued the attack, finally moving in to attack close range, using the black gun to block the sword he used the white to slash Creed across the middle, knocking the wind out of him as he collapsed to the ground. Before Rintax could finish Creed off, the sword extended and tried to take a bite out of his shoulder, forcing him to leap back.

"Now that was weird." Rintax muttered as he opened the chambers for the guns and saw that now in each chamber was a different bullet one with a red band, one with a blue, one with yellow, one with a purple band one with a white band and one without a band that they were both on. Rolling it over so the black one had one with a blue band on it while the white had a red one, he took aim as Creed stood up, giving off an aura that screamed bloodlust.

"You are not Train. You are similar but you are not him, so I will erase you with no regrets." Creed said with a voice that would normally call for pity, but now seemed to demand fear. Aiming the guns at Creed he fired off the shots as the blue ones made contact with the sword, ice started forming, restricting the movements of the blade and slowly stopping it. When the red ones made contact they exploded sending Creed flying with each blast until he was at the edge of the arena about to fall off the edge.

"You are finished, Creed Diskenth, number IX" Rintax said "Just know that it was Rintax, number XIII, the Deliverer that defeated you."

"And what have you delivered?" Creed asked.

After a brief thought a phrase appeared in his mind as he pulled the trigger "Just some Bad Luck." Rintax replied as the bullet struck the ground beneath Creed's feet, sending him flying. Turning away he walked out of the arena feeling strangely unsettled about the entire affair.

"Hey! Where ya going?!" Hades asked as Rintax walked off.

"I have completed my mission, I have no further business here. I forfeit the tournament" Rintax replied as he walked over to where the dark portal was and entered into the corridor of darkness.

In the underworld Mason was talking with a very beaten up Creed.

"You are certain?" Mason asked

"I am. Train has become a Nobody, no one else except those from our world who have worked with him has ever heard him say that line, and that number is few." Creed remarked.

"If number XIII has become one of the enemy then we are in trouble." Mason sighed.

"We have something to our advantage, he doesn't seem to remember his past, and his technique today was sloppy but as time progresses he will improve. If we are going to help him or deal with him, the sooner the better." Creed sighed.

"Agreed. Let us hope that he can be helped, I would rather not lose such a fine young talent, since if he dies than we lose numbers III and VI." Mason sighed as the two went off to help Sora.

AN* Hope you enjoyed the chap. as always R&R