The Silver Lion returns with a new chapter! Also, I thank Justice333 for beta-reading this chapter!
Last time on Journey of the king of hearts:
Matthew was called by Prof. Octavio to locate the descendant of the famed angel smasher: Pit! However, the goddess of light, Palutena, sees him as a potential threat and sends Tip, the new captain of her guard to do battle with him. An battle is about to happen in the heavens, but on earth, Miles has left for unknown reasons and Terren is trying to find out Matthew's secret. What will happen now? Stay tuned and find out!
Chapter 9
An Angelic Brawl Part 2
Matthew jumped off the wings of his triplane in Tip's direction and Tip flew at him at full speed. The two swung their swords together. The two blades collided with each other, causing a large clanging sound to fill the skies. However, this was short lived due to Matthew inability to fly. Shortly after they separated, Matthew quickly found himself falling towards Skyworld, Tip closing in behind him. Thankfully, Matthew's strange triplane came up and swooped him back on. Matthew found this rather strange, considering that the autopilot only made the plane move in circles and when he noticed that the controls were moving on there own. He quickly realized what happened.
"Professor." He mumbled before almost getting hit with another lightning bolt. He looked up and glared at the angel warrior. Realizing that he was at a disadvantage against him, Matthew figure that the only way to get be able to win was to level the playing field. Tip charged at the young king. He swung his blade, but Matthew preformed a lightning fast parry, almost impossible to follow. Tip had no trouble matching Matthew. While Matthew was trying to block Tip's onslaught of lightning fast sword swings, Tip slammed his foot into Matthew's chest, causing Matthew to fall on his back, dropping his sword of the plane. Matthew tried to reach out and grab it, but Tip placed the tip of his sword on Matthew's neck.
"Alright scum," Tip spat at Matthew and pressed his sword on Matthew neck. "I'm gonna give you five minutes to get out of here and never some back." He seemed pretty harsh. He even made a small cut on Matthew's neck. The young king found it strange that an angel would be so... mean.
"Tip," The voice of the goddess of light ringed once again in Tip's mind. "Shouldn't you at least give him a chance to explain himself?" The angel rolled his eyes.
"Lady Palutena, I may be faithful to you like dad was, but when it comes to battle, but I tend to use logic a bit more then he did. It's obvious this guy was attacking Skyworld! Look at the facts!" The angel began to explain what facts point to Matthew was trying to attack Skyworld to, what Matthew considered, thin air. Matthew started to think that he had some sort of mental problem, which would also explain his attitude. While he was distracted, Matthew swung his leg around to trip the angel, who dropped his sword in the process. Matthew jumped up and grabbed the blade, putting Tip in the position he was a was a while ago. Matthew glared at the angel.
"We need to talk." He said bluntly, but the angel gave him a sharp glare.
"Why should I listen to anything you have to say." He said. Matthew reached into his pocket and pulled out a photo. He waited a few seconds before showing it to the angel. When he did, the poor angel's eyes widened.
"Do you recognize this guy?" Tip didn't say a word. The sight of photo made his skin turn completely pale. The photo was a picture... of Pit.
"Miles!" Deryk yelled as he walked through the halls of the HQ. He's been looking for him a few hours... well at least when he wasn't trying to break down my door. Deryk shrugged. "So sue me." I have all rights to, but let's get back to the story. He approached Miles door and gave it a small knock. "Miles, you in there?" He heard various thumping noises coming from inside. He also heard nails banging. He quirked an eyebrow at the commotion. "You realize I can break down this door!" The thumping stopped for a while, but it quickly returned after a few seconds. Deryk's eye started to twitch. He was getting very annoyed very fast. He punched the door, making a large dent in it. "Miles!" Still no response. He proceeded to punch the door various times, eventually making a large hole in it. He peeked inside, but when he did, he couldn't believe what he was seeing. "...What the fu(CENSORSHIP)!"
Matthew and Tip walked down a large road leading to Palutena's temple. They were surrounded by a rather large group of centurions, each of them keeping an eye on Matthew. They had confiscated his communicator, so talking with the professor was impossible. At first he found it a bit strange, but he quickly shrugged it off. Tip continuously gave Matthew quick stares every once in a while. He wasn't used to having a human around him, especially one he almost killed a few minutes ago. The only reason he didn't decapitate him at that moment was because of that photo. He shook his head and continued walking. Matthew decided to ask him a very important question.
"Hey Tip." All of the centurions pointed their blades at him. Thankfully Tip ordered them to stand down.
"What?" He said.
"I've been wondering. You seemed freaked out when I showed you that picture." Tip froze in his place. "All that I want to know is: Why?" Silence quickly filled the area. Tip looked at the floor for a few seconds.
"I'll tell you later." And with that, he began to walk back on track. Matthew tried to say something, but the centurions pushed him and forced him to keep on walking. After walking for what seemed forever, Matthew and Tip finally reached they're destination. Palutena's temple. It was certainly big, that was for sure. But it was nothing that would surprise Matthew. He had went to Hell and back. It was pretty difficult to find something he had never seen. The large gates opened before them. Inside, Matthew could see that goddess of light sitting on her royal throne. Various centurions were lined up in rows on the sides of the room, and they all kneeled at Tip's presence. However, When they saw Matthew, many of them began to question why a human was in Skyworld. The goddess of light had a disturbed expression on her face. She just stared as Matthew came closer to her thrown. Tip approached her and bowed, but Matthew simply stood there, earning him a glare from just about everyone in the room, except from the goddess herself. She raised her hand and Tip stood again.
"Tip," She started. Matthew began to sweat drop. He didn't know what to expect. "I really hope you know what you're doing." That line of speech confused Matthew greatly. What did she mean by that? More importantly, what was Tip trying to do with him there? Matthew was in deep thought, but the goddess of light quickly snapped him back to reality. "Young boy, you realize that we have all right to have you executed."
"What!" Matthew yelled. He tried to back up, but he noticed that his feet were chained down. How they did it so fast? He had no idea. "On what grounds?" Tip walked around the boy.
"For attacking the temple of the goddess of light and for attacking her captain of the guard." He said, glaring at him.
Matthew quirked an eyebrow. "Woah, woah, hold on a second. First, I wasn't attacking anything! Second, he was the one who attacked me! I wan't trying to hurt anybody!" Tip went right in front of Matthew face.
"Then why did you come in here in a heavily armed vehicle while carrying a weapon yourself?" Matthew rolled his eyes before spitting in the angels eye. The angel stepped back some before glaring at the king.
"My 'heavily armed vehicle' was an old suited up triplane which only had a machine gun equipped to it. Next, I always carry my sword wherever I go. ('Even in the bathroom')" He had whispered that last part. Tip still glared at the king of hearts.
"Do I look retarded to you?" He pointed an accusation finger at him. "You had better explain what you're doing here and what you're doing with a picture of my father!" Silence filled the entire room.
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Realization of Tip's words hit Matthew like a brick. "You're father?" He asked. Tip's angry eyes had a few tears in them. "Hold on... you mean..." Palutena herself didn't look well either. Actually, all of the room was filled with sad expressions when Tip had mentioned his father. "You're Pit's son?" Tip lowered his hand and slowly nodded. "No wonder you had that reaction when I should that photo..." Matthew shook his head. "Look, I know we've gotten off at the wrong stop, but you've got to listen to me. I can prove I'm innocent." Tip continued glaring at him. He sighed and look Matthew straight in the eye.
"Fine." He said. He gave a quick look to Palutena, who nodded her head in response. Inside of his head, he could hear her voice talking to him.
"It's the least we can do for him. I never wanted to be this harsh to a human before, but after what happened to you're father..." Palutena didn't have to finish. Tip already knew what she was talking about and he nodded back at her..
"But if you lie or if you try any funny business... you'l go to the afterlife fast then you can say: 'opps'. Got it!" Matthew nodded his head.
"Alright. You see it all started when back at my old dojo..."
Thirty minutes later.
"And now, here I am in front of the goddess of light herself and all her servants, explaining my innocence." Many of the eyes in the room stared at him. Tip had a very confused look on his face.
"So let me get this straight." He said. Matthew gulped as the angel put a firm grip on his sword. "Your supposed to be the king of hearts, from the past, trying to get the smashers descendants to join a group to fight Terren Biostar?" He unsheathed the blade and pointed it at him, a menacing look in his eye. "I don't buy it." Matthew stared at Tip's blade before reaching out for his own... that is, until he remembered that he dropped it somewhere in Skyworld. But Palutena raised her hand, earning her a confused look from Tip, but he quickly obeyed and put his sword down. Before Palutena said anything, an idea came to Tip's head. "How 'bout a little test." It confused both Matthew and the goddess of light. " If you pass, I'll go with you. If not... well you don't wanna know." Matthew gulped. After what could be considered the strangest trial he's ever seen, he didn't know what to expect next. But It couldn't be worse then being accused of a crime which it's penalty was death, right?
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Right?
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RIGHT?
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Oh god, he's doomed.
"Display image #468892."
Terren sat on his thrown in his flying fortress. A large holographic screen was in front of him, displaying various images of his destroyed robot. He had studied all of them, but this one in particular... It confused him greatly. The picture of a large, human sized hole in the back of the robot. How was this boy able to do something so... cartoonish? He shook his head. "Display images in file #468875." More and more images of appeared on the screen. All of them had Matthew on it. He looked at each of them. Matthew had a secret and he wasn't going to sleep until he figured it out. Every image he saw, he searched carefully for an explanation. After what appeared to be forever, Terren stopped at an image where he could see a small blur on Matthew's hand. He zoomed in on it so he could get a better look at it. He felt like he's seen it before. When he was able to get a good look at it. His eye's widened. "Get me Leonard on the video phone, now!"
"LADES AND GENTLEMEN!"
"Do I seriously have to do this?"
"If you want to live to see the light of day, then yes."
"WELCOME TO THE ARENA OF CHAMPIONS!"
"Couldn't we discuss this like rational beings?"
"We tried, didn't work. Besides, you're the one who accepted the challenge."
"No I didn't! You draged me over here! I'm here completely against my will!"
"IN THIS CORNER WE HAVE THE ONLY KNOWN HUMAN TO EVER STEP FOOT IN SKYWORLD! HE'S SHOWN TO BE A SKILLED FIGHTER AND CALLS HIMSELF: 'THE KING OF HEARTS'! GIVE IT UP FOR MATTHEW!"
Two large stone doors opened in front of Matthew. He looked at what appeared to be a roman like coliseum filled with angels in a diversity of sizes. Many of the people even brought babies to watch the potential bloodshed. Matthew was starting to think angels were a lot less civilized then he thought they were. He was greeted by a rather large amount of 'boos' and they even started throwing things at him. Matthew looked around and saw a large throne in the booths. The goddess of light, Palutena sat on it and beside he was the goddess of nature, Viridi and the sun god Pyrrhon. Tip came behind the king carrying something in his arms. Matthew turned around to see that he was carrying his saber.
"Hey, my sword!" He said before ripping the blade out of Tip's hands. "Where'd you find it?" He noticed Tip shivver.
"You don't want to know." The angel said, forcing him to recall a rather awkward experience that will probably never be written in this story. He shook his head and looked Matthew straight in the eye. "If you really are the king of hearts, you should defeat your opponent in mere seconds. If not, you'll probably get ripped into a human kebab. But either way, I wish you good luck." Matthew stared at him.
"Gee... thanks." He turned his attention to the other door on the opposite end of the coliseum. "Do you know who I'm fighting?" Before Tip ever opened his mouth, something large started to bang on the opposite door. Something large. I't's hinges were almost broken off and the crowds cheering got even louder with each hit. Tip quickly left the arena as Matthew was pushed by centurions further into the stadium. Matthew gulped as the door was almost broken down. The narration continued.
"AND IN THIS CORNER WE HAVE A MONSTER STRAIGHT FROM THE UNDERWORLD! DEFEATED AND CAPTURED BY THE CAPTAIN OF THE GUARD, THIS CREATURE WEIGHS MORE THEN 3,000 TONS, HAS A DIET OF PURE MEAT AND IS KNOWN FOR DESTROYING IT"S ENEMY'S IN SECONDS! GIVE IT UP FOR: THE CERBERUS!" A large black creature crashed through the door. It was a large, black Cerberus with teeth ground sharp. Each of it's heads had chains for collars and and chains around they're back. It's eyes were completely blank and it had claws as black as coal. It's teeth were stained with blood and it had a long black tail. Matthew was trembling in his place. He dropped his blade on the floor in fear. Despite the fact he had been in hell three times, he had never seen a Cerberus before. He had seen Hydras, but no Cerberus before.
"I..." He couldn't even finish his sentence out of how scared he was. Matthew could hear various angels making fun of him. But he didn't mind that. Now he just wanted to know why angels had such a demonic beast locked up for entertainment. Angels were a lot different from what he thought they were. The Cerberus growled at him. It's eyes glared holes in Matthew's very soul. Matthew felt like he was about to pass out right there. However, that same voice that spoke to him before returned.
"Fight. Win. Defeat your enemy."
Matthew groaned heavily. "Not you again." He said. "Look, I know you helped me out before, but give me a break! I'm in the middle of something here! Go away!"
"Fight. Defeat the demon. Fight for your pride. For you're honor. Fight for Earth."
"Are you listening to me?" He yelled, getting the cerberus to growl even louder. Matthew eyes widened as the monster began to step closer. "Oops..."
Up in the booths, the goddess of light waited patiently for the battle to start. Viridi and Pyrrhon on the other hand were almost jumping out of there seats. Viridi jolted her head towards Palutena.
"Can't you speed this up?" She asked. "I've been dying to watch some human carnage for years!" The goddess of light rolled her eyes at the younger one's ambition. You see, unlike in uprising, Viridi had developed a strong respect for the humans over the years, but that didn't mean she stopped holding a few grudges. One of the main reasons for this was the war happening on earth, but she had been so busy, she hadn't had time to watch the bloodbath.
"Viridi, I can't just force the human or the Cerberus to attack each other." The goddess of nature frowned at this answer. "Just be patient." Viridi pouted and slumped in her seat. Knowing that the match could take a while, she took something out of her red dress. It was a small heart shaped locket with the words: 'My Little Flower' on it. She blushed as she held it. She remembered just who gave it to her a long time ago. A small tear could be seen in her eyes. She shook her head and quickly put the locket away before anyone could see it. Pyrrhon came up to the goddess of light.
"Hey, Palutena." He said, getting the goddesses attention. "Why exactly is the kid here instead of being executed?" The goddess sighed. She mouthed the word 'Tip' and Pyrrhon immediately understood. Pyrrhon was about to say something when a very loud, girlish scream filled the entire arena. Viridi's eyes perked up at the noise. Matthew was running around in giant circles around the arena with the Cerberus on his tail. He was running a lot faster then a normal human would. Probably an adrenaline rush. Who knows? The angels in the arena cheered for the monster. They obviously wanted to see human blood splattered on the walls that day. Matthew screamed louder with every passing second. The Cerberus took a mighty leap and landed right in front of the young king, who quickly skidded to a halt. The Cerberus turned to him with foam coming out of it's mouth.
"Fi-"
"'Fight. Win. Defeat your enemy.' I get it already." Matthew's eyes widened as the Cerberus raised his raised his paw. The demon slammed it down on Matthew, but he quickly jumped to the side. However, he ended up tripping on himself and fell on his back. The Cerberus's right head took the opportunity to try to bite Matthew's legs, but he jumped back on to his feet and then on the right head's jaw. The monster tried shaking him off, but the young king had a good grip on it's skin. Matthew did his best to stand on the creature's head and unsheathed his saber. He stabbed the three headed demon's head, causing it to howl in pain. It continued to try to shake it off, but there was a problem: The sword was still in the wound. Every time he shook, the wound became larger and Matthew hanging on to it wasn't helping at all. After a small amount of time, the head Matthew was on started to get tired very quickly. Matthew removed his sword from the wound and went to the front of his mouth. He took the blade and stabbed it's nose various times. The creature howled even louder then before. At first Matthew was pleased, but when he got a good look at the wound, his eyes widened. He saw blood, and a lot of it at that. Now i's a bit obvious that blood would come out, but Matthew had never seen that much blood. It gushed out of the wound like a geyser. It covered his sword entirely, tainting it a reddish color. He had never seen so much blood in his life, not even in Hell. He was so shocked b the experience, he fell off the three headed beast. Matthew landed on his feet, but was greeted by a strange black goo falling on his head. "MY HAIR!" Matthew looked up and noticed that the head he was on was drooling. It didn't move. It didn't blink. It was lifeless. Matthew sighed in relief, but was still traumatized by all that blood. He felt a hot breath against him. He looked and saw the other two head snarling at him. Matthew gulped as he backed up against the wall. "C-Come on now boy. You don't really want to eat me." The creature roared at him. "O-Okay... So maybe you do." Matthew reached in to his hair as if it was his pocket. To everyone's surprise, every movement Matthew made with his hair, a loud rattling sound came out of it. He pulled two rather large bones out of his hair. Yes you read that correctly. Out of his hair. The Cerberus' eyes were locked on them. Matthew toyed with the demon dog, waving the bones around. "Fetch!" He tossed one to the left and the other two the right. Each head tried following one of them, but they fought over which direction they should go. They young king took the opportunity to sneak past it and jump on it's tail. He slowly made his way up to it's back. Matthew took his sword, still slightly distracted by the blood, and stabbed the creature's back. It howled in pain and started to jump around trying to shake him off. Matthew proceeded to walk to the left head and, like the right head, stabbed it's nose various times. He shielded his eyes to prevent seeing the blood from gushing out. But unlike the other head, this one stayed conscious and tried whacking him off with it's paw, but Matthew jumped out of the way and stabbed it's forehead. When he did, he saw the very life in the Cerberus's eyes float away. Two down and one to go. As Matthew was distracted, the middle head was able to throw Matthew up into the air. He screamed in terror as he noticed were he was heading. The Cerberus had it's mouth opened and aligned with Matthew's path. The young king landed in the mouth and the Cerberus closed it shut. The angels (and goddess of nature) were about to cheer when they noticed that the Cerberus didn't look so good. That's when they heard yelling from inside it's throat. "THAT'S IT!" Matthew's saber blasted through it's throat. "I DIDN'T COME THIS FAR JUST TO BE A DOGIE TREAT!" He continued to stab the inside of the throat, each one was higher up and closer to the mouth. When one came out of the bottom of it's jaw, the Cerberus opened it's mouth and Matthew jumped out, landing on it's snout. He glared at the demon, who know had fear in it's eyes. Matthew proceeded to stab it's head various time before stabbing it's eyes. It's flesh and blood were being splattered everywhere as it fell on it's stomach with a thud. When Matthew finally finished his killing spree, he stared at the lifeless body he was standing on. He couldn't believe what he had done. He looked at his hand: Covered in blood. He fell to his knees, staring at his bloody palms. Palutena, Viridi, and Pyrrhon stared at him, whil the other angels booed at him.
"What's wrong with him?" Viridi asked. Palutena looked at her with as if she was certain about something. She spoke something inside they're heads and they're eyes widened when they heard it. Matthew was moping on the dead Cerberus. Tears trickling down his face. So much blood. He had caused it. It may have been demon blood, but it didn't matter. The king of hearts was supposed to stop bloodshed, not make one. He lifted his head up to the sky. However, the moment it was raised, he received a kick to the head, knocking him off the beast. He wiped some blood that came out of his mouth before he looking up to see Tip glaring at him from on top of the demon. He jumped down and walked in the king's direction.
"T-Tip..." Matthew started, slowly backing up from the angry angel. "What are you doing?" Tip glared even harder before letting out a small chuckle.
"You really think that was your only challenge?" He said. His only response from Matthew was a nod. "Think again." He pointed the sword at him like it was an accusation finger. "You're next opponent: ME!" Matthew's eyes widened as the entire stadium went into cheers. He stared at the angel with fear before hanging his head, looking at his bloody palms. He stayed like that for a few seconds.
"No."
The stadium silenced itself. Tip quirked an eyebrow at the answer. "No?"
Matthew turned to him with tears in his eyes. "I don't want to fight you. I don't want to cause anymore bloodshed. Not to you. Not to anyone here. I shouldn't be forced to do something like this. I thought you people were civilized, but the only thing I've seen here is bloodshed." He turned around and began to walk away. "I'll just tell Deryk you declined my request. It's as easy as that." With every step the king took, the louder the crowd booed at him. Tip watch as Matthew walked away from saw it as something disrespectful. He growled silently so that not even Palutena could hear him.
"Wait!" He yelled, but Matthew kept on walking. He gritted his teeth as Matthew continued to ignore him. "I said-" He instantly appeared in front of Matthew, surprising the poor boy. "Wait!" He gave Matthew various punches to his face before kicking him back. He took his sword and tried too chop Matthew into pieces, but the king kept dodging the attacks. Tip gave Matthew a punch in his stomach before continuing to pummel the boy. Matthew felt something weird in his head. It wasn't like the voice, it was a feeling, and emotion. One that he knew well.
"Sadness." He thought. "Sadness beats through my heart." He didn't even concentrate on Tip, allowing him to continue his onslaught. "That's it... I remember know. Master Asia once taught me that a warrior's fists aren't just used for fighting. They're used for express one's soul. The foundation of they're soul tells a lot about the person. Something happened to this angel... and I feel that it happened to the other angels to. Something changed a happy soul into something filled with despair. Is this his soul? Is this why thes angles are like this?"
"Fight. Win. Defeat him and renew his soul. You're hand has something more valuable then a fist. You have five golden fingers."
Matthew grabbed Tip's fist with his right hand. Tip's eyes widened as he struggled to break free, but Matthew had an amazing grip. He tightened is hand, causing the angel to wince in pain. That's when it happened. The entire stadium watched Matthew hand started to glow. A snarl escaped his throat.
"I warned you." He said. Tip glared at him and tried swinging his sword at the boy, but Matthew caught it with his bare hands. Tip's eyes widened at what the boy had just done. He saw blood slowly coming out of his hand, but Matthew remained unfazed. Matthew's grip tightened around the blade, eventually cracking it in half. The entire stadum wathced Matthew with fear in they're eyes. "This hand of mine glows with an awesome power..." He growled as his hand began to glow even harder. "It's burning grip tells me to defeat you!" Matthew pushed Tip away and quickly ran after him. His right hand erupted in a flash light. The stadium sheilded they're eyes at the sight. Whne it dided down, Matthew's hand was a glowing, golden color. "Shining Finger!" Tip didn't have time to react. Matthew grabbed his face and pinned him on the wall. Tip felt like his face was burning off. The pain was unbearable. Matthew heard the angels speak again, but this time they were... beging? The begged for him to spare him, saying that he was all they had left. Matthew raised an eybrow at the please before looking at the gods. They were doing the same thing, tears in their eyes. He heard the voice in his head.
"Spare the angel."
"What!" Matthew screamed in his head. "You told me to defeat him earlier!"
"Winning is different then slaughtering. What you did with the Cerberus was necesary, for it was a mindless demon. But this angel is tortured from the inside and has people who love him. Don't cause any more suffering, Spare the angel."
Matthew let out a soft growl before sighing. He let the angel drop to the floor, much to the relief of the angels. Tip was very hurt. He couldn't even stand up, but to his surprise, Matthew extended him a hand to help him up as the glow emiting from it slowly died down.
"What are you doing?" The angel asked. Matthew sighed. He kneeled down and put his hand on Tip's shoulders.
"Tip..." He started. "I said I didn't want to fight you for a reason. I didn't want to make anymore suffering. If I killed you, these angels would suffer even more."
"Even... more?"
"Tip, I know you're destroyed from the inside. You're sad and blame yourself for what happened to you father. But it's okay. I may not have been able to prevent it, but I can try to make amends. We can make a difference. Think about it Tip. You can help prevent the death of millions of humans and angels alike. I'm sure you're father would be proud..." Tip looked at him with tears in his eyes. "and I'm sure this is what he would want." Tip hugged the young king tightly, crying on his shoulder. Matthew patted his head and tried to comfort him. "So what do you say?" Tip didn't respond to his answer. He just kept on crying, causing Matthew to sigh. "I'll give you some time to thing it over." He released Tip and began to walk away. Tip was still crying in his place. The gods were running towards the angel warrior, worried about him. "Oh! I almost forgot." Tip looked up, only for something to hit his forehead. It fell in his lap allowing Tip to get a better look at it. It was small comunicator in the shape of a golden smash ball. He stared at the young king with a confused look. "If you ever make up you mind, just give me a call." Matthew continued to go away. The gods surrounded Tip, asking if he was okay. But the angel warrior only watched as Matthew walked away from the arena.
"Matthew..." He thought. "Maybe I was wrong about you. Maybe you are the king of hearts."
Matthew landed his triplane and the roof of the Brazilian HQ. was there with a rather worried look on his face. When he saw Matthew, he perked up a it.
"Matthew!" He yelled as he watched Matthew jump off the plane, he landed directly in front of him. "What happened? I've been trying to message you, but I couldn't find your communicator's signal." Matthew simply walked past him, ignoring his outbreak. "Is everything alright? Where's the smasher?" Matthew stopped in his tracks and looked at the Prof. with a soft smile.
"Let's just say he's think it over." He said. "Besides, I was out doing my 'royal' business." He proceeded to walk away, leaving a confused Octavio on the roof. As he walked through the halls of what he now had to call 'home', Matthew sighed in relief, but at the same time, he was depressed. He had finally understood what Deryk was talking about not to long ago. His-I mean-the king of heart's absence had left the world open to suffering and despair, even to the gods. He knew what he had to do. He had to stop Biostar. While walking by Mile's new room, he noticed a rather large hole in the door. He took a quick peek inside and when he saw what was in the room, he couldn't believe it. Inside... was an entire Hawaiian paradise. Deryk was standing in the middle of it, frozen in his place. Matthew opened the door and went up to the living weapon, but he kept staring at the 'ocean' inside Miles's room. "Woah..." He joined Deryk with his own shocked exprression.. Miles came up to the pair wearing an orange Hawaiian shirt.
"Hi guys. What do you think?" He said, completely oblivious to their flabbergasted expressions. "Hm... " He stared at the reader, breaking the fourth wall. "Maybe they'd prefer that African Safari I was planning on making."
Terren was sitting on his throne within the ariel base with a rather irritated look on his face. He kept staring at a blank screen in front of him as he played with the chaos emerald in his hand. He was getting very impatiant. That's when an image of Leonard appeared on the monitor.
"Took you long enough." The tyrant ruler growled causing the poor scientist to flinch slightly. "I could have you excecutted for making me lose my patcience."
"F-forgive me lord Biostar." Leonard bowed to his master. "I was busy carrying out your previous order with our little test subject" Terren raised an eyebrow.
"Any luck?" He saw Leonard sigh.
"Unfortunately, no." The tyrant sighed before pressing one of the buttons on his throne. The various images that had appeared on his screen earlier had appeared before the scientist. Intrigued, he stared at them with anxiety. "What's all this?" Terren glared at him before a smirk appeared on his face.
"Oh, just a little something I found too help you with that other project of your's" The picture of Matthew was enlarged, it was zoomed in on his hand. When Leonard got a good look his eyes widened. "You're not going senile. It's him alright." Leonard stared at his master.
"What do you want me to do?"
"Study the damage of the robot and try to find out how much of a mess he could cause. Also, get me as much information on the king as you can find." Leonard nodded before the screen went blank. Terren then brought his attention to the emerald. "Once I find the other six, my master plan will finally be put into action." He stood up and began to walk out of the throne room. "But first... I have to make preparations for the summer solstice. The day of the downfall of the king of hearts."
Looks like there's no new smasher this time, but now Biostar has discovered Matthew REAL identity. What plan does he have for Matthew during the summer solstice? Will Tip ever accept Matthew offer? And how long will it take for Matthwe and Deryk to come back from lala land. Find out next time on: Journey of the king of hearts!
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