Mr. Dark felt himself flying back after the impact hit him.

He kept flying until he managed to lash out two ropes with his magic and grab two pillars on a floating earth chunk.

Once they wrapped around, he pulled himself towards them landing on the earth.

He then stared up at the bright light above.

Pure white light was pouring from Dylan's body.

It was so bright and powerful that the whole Other Side had changed colors.

It went from green and evil to golden and beautiful.

Even Dylan had a change.

His clothes had changed into pure white robes and gold armor.

"Whoa!" he gasped admiring it.

Mr. Dark just stared up in shock and awe.

"This is impossible," he whispered to himself. "His power has awakened?"

The light kept shining for a few more seconds, and then all of it was brought back to Dylan and absorbed into him.

There was flash that forced Dark to cover his eyes.

Dylan was staring all around him.

He gripped the pen in his hand, and began air writing.

When he did, it left a trail of pure gold light.

He gasped happily.

Dylan stared down at Mr. Dark.

Now Dylan was the one who was grinning.

"Wh…who are you?" asked Mr. Dark.

Dylan smiled and held out his pen.

"You know something Dark?" he asked, his tone changing to a very serious one. "I've been asking myself the same question my entire life."

He then began to draw with his pen, creating different lines and forms.

"Am I the son of a hero?" he asked. "The brother of the Child of Light Magic?"

He continued to draw more, creating something huge.

"The descendant of a legend?" he asked. "A follower? A leader?"

The figure was now getting bigger, each line and form forming something big.

Dark just watched in shock.

"Well it turns out, I'm all those things," said Dylan. "But through everyone's believing and their destinies, I know what my true destiny is."

Mr. Dark stepped forward more as Dylan's drawing was revealed.

It was a huge armored knight with giant wings, and with Dylan in the middle.

It held both a giant sword and a shield.

It moved as Dylan did.

"I am, the New Author," he said closing his eyes.

There was a moment of silence, and then suddenly Dylan's mood changed from serious to fun and energetic.

"Ha!" he laughed. "You get it!? I'm the New Author! See what I just drew!?"

He pointed up at the knight, and it pointed up to, along with talking as he did.

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" Dylan laughed. "Oh yeah you're in trouble now Darky! Get ready to feel my wrath you big jerk! The wrath of Disney!"

Dylan then began to fly around all of the Other Side, which remained gold.

"Oh fuck yeah this is awesome!" he cried out.

He flew in loops and around huge earth pillars, clearly enjoying his new true awakened power.

Mr. Dark was no longer shocked.

Now he was pissed.

"Jerk?" he asked. "Did he just call me a jerk!?"

He made two swords appear in his hands again.

Red energy was flowing around him and the swords.

He was now in dark Ultimate Power raging mode.

"I will not be mocked…BY A STUPID LITTLE KID!" he roared.

He jumped off his earth and charged at Dylan.

Dylan turned and saw Mr. Dark coming.

"Uh-oh!" he said.

He grinned and prepared for a fight.

The very final fight.

Mr. Dark slashed down at Dylan and his knight.

Dylan moved the knight's arms to make him block the attack with his sword.

They both clashed, and the sword burst gold light on collision.

Mr. Dark was sent back slightly.

Dylan then bashed Dark with his shield.

After he was thrown back, he charged again.

Dylan took his pen and drew onto the shield quickly.

He drew a chain then could burst out of the middle of it.

After he finished drawing, he thrust the chain out and it wrapped around Dark.

"Shield bump!" yelled Dylan. "You're a human paddleball now!"

He thrust the shield back and forth, making Mr. Dark hit back and forth just like a paddleball.

"Butt bong!" Dylan yelled.

He thrust Dark out again then bashed the knight's butt against him, sending him flying right into a distant earth pillar.

It shattered on impact and Dark was injured.

Dylan cheered out in glee, when then he saw Mr. Dark coming at him again.

Dylan now charged at Mr. Dark, throwing away his giant shield.

Mr. Dark turned his swords into maces on chains.

He thrust them at Dylan.

He and the knight spun in a circle, making the chains spin around him.

He flew straight past Mr. Dark with the chains, and they ended up wrapping up Mr. Dark instead.

Dylan laughed at Mr. Dark's misfortune.

The evil man broke himself free.

He charged again thrusting his chains at Dylan.

Dylan blocked every one of them with his giant sword.

"Why…can't…I…get…a…fucking...OPENING!?" Mr. Dark roared.

Dylan smiled and then took his pen and drew a new weapon.

In his other hand, he now held about five javelin spears.

He thrust them all one by one.

Dark tried to dodge them, but four of them scraped his sides while one did impale him through the chest.

Dylan thought he won there, but due to Ultimate Power, Dark was barely injured and easily dissolved the weapon.

"I'll show you some tricks!" yelled Mr. Dark.

He held up his hand and then made a humongous red ball of dark energy.

It was bigger than Dark himself.

Dylan smiled and stood where he was.

Dark then thrust the ball right at Dylan.

"Finally something I've been waiting for," he said. "LUNCHTIME!"

Dylan made the knight open it's helmet out, although revealing an empty inside.

However, without any problem, as soon as the ball was close to impact, the knight sucked in air and sucked the energy ball with it.

Due to the drawing being open, Dark watched as the ball was swallowed by the knight and dissolved once in the stomach above Dylan.

Dylan licked his lips as if he really ate it.

"Delicious," he giggled.

Dark was now shocked again.

"How could he do that!?" he yelled.

"Simple jerk!" yelled Dylan. "You're Ultimate Power is no match for the Author's Magic. You said it even yourself."

Mr. Dark growled and summoned a sword on a chain.

He charged at Dylan and Dylan charged too.

Again once close to impact, Dylan spun and Dark was tangled with the chain.

However, it wasn't his body chained, it was his foot.

And he stared out in fear as Dylan was holding onto the other end.

"Oh no," he gasped.

"Fasten your seat belt!" yelled Dylan. "You're going on a ride!"

Dylan then dashed off into the Other Side, and Dark came flying along with the chain attached to his foot.

Dark was flailed around as he was dragged through the air by Dylan.

Dylan looped again, and did zig-zags and swirls around earth.

Dark yelled out as he felt himself getting sick.

"But I never get sick!" he roared out.

"Heads up you jerk!" yelled Dylan.

Dark looked up and saw Dylan was heading straight to an earth chunk.

Dylan then moved passed it, but Dark didn't in time.

Dark hit the earth in a slow motion like way, his face smashed into it.

He was then thrown again, hitting another chunk with slow motion effects.

He then hit yet another one, which made him then realize Dylan was writing as he flew that this was happening in slow motion.

"It's like a movie!" he laughed.

After that impact Dylan skidded to a stop, but Dark didn't.

As he was thrown past him, Dylan cut the chain and Dark went crashing into another earth chunk.

He knew by now, the Dark was more than ever, that he would have to create with his writing powers another word bigger than pissed.

He flew past the earth chunk and up above Mr. Dark.

The monster emerged with torn clothing, bruises and dirt all over, and a rock in his mouth.

With amazing strength, he bit down on the rock and crushed it.

He truly was angry.

Dylan stared down at Mr. Dark and smiled.

Dark stood up and roared.

"I am Mr. Dark!" he yelled. "I am king of Other Side. I created Hell itself! I have walked this entire world since the dawn of time, and see all that creation has done to it! I swore that one day the Other Side would come to this world and redecorate it with evil, darkness, and chaos! And I swear to every dark god in existence, that I will not let a little stupid child like you…STAND IN MY WAY!"

"Chitty chitty chat chat! Chitty chitty chat chat! You're a jerk! Blah! Blah! Blah!" Dylan chanted, moving his hands like a mouth talking gibberish.

Dark glared ferocious, and his eyes turned red and black.

He made a realistic demon roar and charged at Dylan.

His hands glowed red and he held them out.

"GIVE ME YOUR MAGIC BOY!" he roared.

Dylan smiled and then pressed his hands together.

The huge knight was then separated from his body and floated above him.

"Is this it?" asked Dylan. "Is this what you want? You want my magic so bad?"

He then smiled.

"Go ahead then," he said. "TAKE IT!" (I hope you're shocked at that.)

He then held out his hands towards Mr. Dark as they glowed bright.

The knight suddenly flew straight through Dylan and right at Mr. Dark.

Mr. Dark stopped midair and suddenly the magic started to go inside him.

Although shocked, he smiled wickedly that Dylan had literally given him his magic he made.

Once it was all absorbed, he laughed out happily.

"Yes! Yes!" he laughed. "I feel it in me! The power of Whitman…IS FINALLY MINE!"

His hands changed from glowing red and dark to now golden bright.

"I have your magic!" he yelled at Dylan. "And now I will use it to destroy you once and for all!"

Dylan said nothing.

He just floated in the air with his arms crossed, smiling.

"What's so funny?" asked Mr. Dark. "You dare laugh at me?"

He moved his arms like he was about to throw magic.

"Time to die boy!" he yelled.

But suddenly, before he could throw any magic, he felt pain inside him.

"Wh…what!?" he yelled. "What's going on!?"

He suddenly saw cracks appearing all over his hands and body.

Gold light poured from them.

"This…power…" he gasped. "It's…TOO MUCH!"

He suddenly saw all his talismans fly out of his coat, glow bright, and break away.

He gasped as Walt Disney's detatched from his neck and then broke away.

His Ultimate Power was gone and dead.

Dark stared up at Dylan who was smiling.

"You cursed brat! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME!?" he roared.

"I did what you asked," said Dylan. "I gave you my magic."

He then grinned.

"But there was one thing you always failed to realize, which is the reason why you couldn't willingly take my magic," he said.

Dark just stared out as cracks kept forming.

"You're pitch black heart and cursed soul…" said Dylan. "Are no match for not only the Author's Magic, but for a Whitman's magic."

"What!?" yelled Mr. Dark.

"You don't possess the ability to control, consume, or keep hold of my magic," said Dylan. "And above all, you absolutely, positively, do not believe at all. Not in one single thing."

"B…believe!?" gasped Mr. Dark.

"So now you see what happens when someone like you tries to do any of the above," said Dylan. "The magic…turns against you and destroys you."

"DESTROY!?" roared Mr. Dark. "No I can't!"

The cracks were now everywhere, including his face.

Light burst from each crack.

"This is the end of you Mr. Dark," said Dylan. "It's the end of you and any other threat to Disney. You were the last threat, and with your fall, we will finally win and be safe."

"N…NOOOO!" roared Dark.

He held out his cracked hand.

"I…will not…allow it!" yelled Mr. Dark. "You can't…beat me! Why do you insist…ON DELAYING THE INEVITABLE!?"

Dylan shook his head and sighed.

"You still don't get it do you Darky?" he asked.

"What?" asked Mr. Dark.

"The one thing and rule that Ultimate Power cannot change…" said Dylan. "Is that villains will never, ever, win in Disney.

Dylan summoned his sword from his hand, and then he took the pen made the sword symbol on his arm disappear.

"With you gone, I have no need for this weapon," he said.

Mr. Dark stared out in horror as Dylan thrust his arm back with his sword.

"This is…the end…OF ALL EVIL!" yelled Dylan.

"NOOOOOOO!" yelled Mr. Dark.

Dylan threw his sword and it went flying straight at Mr. Dark.

Mr. Dark yelled out, and the sword impaled him in the stomach on impact.

Mr. Dark gasped as black blood began to drip.

The began to glow brighter and get bigger.

Light poured from Mr. Dark's eyes.

"I…CANNOT…BE BEATEN!" he yelled.

His body was about to break apart.

"NO BY THE LIKES OF YOUUUUUUUUUUUUU!" he yelled as his last words.

His entire body cracked and exploded into pure bright light.

Dylan felt the entire force of power flowing through him and the other side.

Light consumed the entire realm with him.

He smiled happily and nodded.

"It's all over," he said.

He let the light consume him as he knew that they had finally won.

It's all over. The final battle is done. Mr. Dark is dead, and Dylan had won! But however the story is not over yet! Stay tuned for more!

See you next update! Review please dearies!

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