Virtualegend

by

White Lego Ninja

Author's Notes: I can't believe I never thought to click the chapter title box on the website! So now, I'm hoping I can go on the website, click on the story, and edit the chapter titles of... pretty much all my stories.

So here's Stage 4 of the Virtual Reality Adventure game. Who here wants a sequel to this story? Who here wants me to include the Ronin Warriors in this story, or the sequel if anyone wants one?

Stage 19: Battle 4: Moto Double Cross

The Heroes were now in what looked like a racing track area, with lots of bleachers. They had followed the map from the highway where the semi-truck incident had gone on.

"Thank goodness for that concession stand back there," Hart said through a mouth of Chester's Puffcorn.

"I can't believe whoever created this game thought to have Twist Up Soda," Alysa said.

"The map says the helmet for the Armor is hidden here," Dirk said. "But that likely means we need to win a race to get it."

"Ladies, Gentlemen, Boys, Girls, and Racers of all ages!" boomed the announcer's voice over the loud speakers. "Welcome to the main event! Who here has the courage to race the big race?!"

"Let's do this!" Alysa said, pumping her arms. So our Heroes made their way to the place where they enter the race, and each signed in.

From the shadows, the Stonewalls watched.

"We can't let them get the last two pieces of the armor," said David. "We must get that brat, and show those... "Heroes" who He really is!"

Upon seeing a few racers, the Stonewalls, Icepick, Shadow Master, and Sickle knocked themm out and stole their helmets.

"Now sign in over there," Dark Mist pointed to the desk. "But leave Astral to me."

# # #

"And now, time to begin the race of the ages!" The announcer boomed, perhaps slightly exaggerating the thrills of the race he was commentating. "Racers, start your engines!"

They revved their motorcycles. Alysa gave a quick glance to her left, and cringed at the sight she beheld.

"They can't be here," she whispered.

Red Light

"On your Mark!"

Yellow Light

"Get Set!"

Green Light

"GO FOR THE GOLD!" bellowed the announcer!

From the start of the race, the Stonewalls kept close behind Alysa. She tried not to look behind her, for fear of losing track of the road and crashing her bike.

"You know who and what you are!" David Stonewall shouted to her. "Accept your destiny!"

"You can't have changed what Mother Nature wanted me to be," Alysa retaliated. "But as for which family I belong in? You cut open my mother and tried to steal me from her! Why else would she decree that you be hounded, forcing you to change your surnames?!"

"That does it." Jimmy hissed under his breath. He accelerated his bike and kicked Countdown in the side. He lost control of his bike and hit Katrina Stonewall.

In a matter of moments, Katrina's and Countdown's bikes crashed into the wall and exploded. David pulled his bike over and got off. There, pinned under the wheels of Countdown's bike and her own, was his bride, Katrina; bruised and battered.

"Consider that crash, as you call it, 'Payback' for attacking Alysa's family so long ago!" Astral called out as Hart rode pass.

# # #

After seven laps had gone by, David finally got Katrina to the bench, and laid her down.

"That little brat..." he hissed angrily.

"Don't..." Katrina called quietly. "Please... *Cough cough* stay with me... need to rest..."

When he heard the bike pull up, Stonewall signaled the rider over. It was the Shadow Master.

"We had a deal, Shadow Master!" he growled. "Bring me that Royal brat. If I fail, you fail."

"Haha. No! You will fail," Shadow Master retorted, "as indicated in the Legend."

"ENOUGH!" shrieked the Shadow Khan. "Get on the track and win that armor! If they, cannot assemble, all the pieces, they will be defeated."

Shadow Master glowered at the Stonewalls.

"You have served your purpose. Now, begone!"

He aimed his scythe at them, and a bright blue beam of energy shot out. Within moments, they were barely more than screaming babies, swimming in their adult clothes!

"Sickle, Trigger Happy!" Shadow Master addressed his soldiers. "Get rid of these little annoyances. They remind me too much of that crazy cowboy, Wild Willy."

The little toddlers, each only wearing a diaper now, were snatched up by the Shadow Warriors. Then the men raced off with them.

# # #

On the 15th and final lap of the race, Alysa felt something.

"They're gone?" she asked, trying to find David and Katrina Stonewall's energies.

Then as she neared the Finish Line, she drove all else from her mind and zoomed across. The crowd roared with glee as the Gold-hearted Ninja won the event!

After a quick ceremony; Photo, present the Trophy, and a quick speech on request of the crowd, Alysa and our Heroes checked the scroll.

"It is not heere?!" Astral exclaimed. "The final piece of the armor. The sword!"

The Heroes glanced at the scroll too; there was no fifth mark on the map.

"What? No way!" Hart cried. "It has to be heere!"

Seeing the scroll from the side, Dirk noticed the thickness of the roll.

"Let me see that," he said, gently taking the scroll. He unrolled it further, and noticed something.

"No wonder we couldn't see it," Jaden said. "It's..."

"...above us," Alexis finished, gazing up to the sky.

To Be Continued...

End Notes: Whew! Finally got through Level 4 of the game. Only one more to go, then the battles with the monster begin.

So, the Black-hearted Westerners meet their end. And sadly, Hart, Jaden and Alexis still haven't helped Astral regain his memories.

To Heroine of the Valley: Trying to decide; Do "Alysa's Experience: Ronin Warriors", or "Alysa's Experience: Sailor Moon" next? I will gladly credit you for the inspiration of course.

Cheers!

White Lego Ninja