"Fact of the day callender…" A deep breath, "Fried chicken costs $2.33 per pound."

"Great. How does that help me kill things?" The Anti-Yang asked.


Wade: woah woah woah. 'Anti-Yang'? Is that seriously what you're going with here?

X: Yes Wade. Anti-Yang. What, did you expect me to just use like, 'Dark Yang' or something?

Pinkie: Why not go poetic with the name? Like, 'Yin' or call her 'Gnay' or something.

X: Look, this is my story, and I'll - hey wait a sec! This isn't the end of the chapter! What the hell?

Alexis: Tweet tweet tweet.

X: It better be a one-time thing.


The ANTI-Yang (yes, I'm calling her anti-Yang lsjkdfnasjkdnfkasjnl Goddammit, Wade.)

Anyways, the anti-Yang was slowly having her soul eaten away at. Leaving her a bloodthirsty husk of her former self. All she wanted to do now was hurt those who had hurt her. To make them suffer for every single thing that they did to her.

"Your soul… It appears to have been hurt… What has hurt you so?" Vader asked.

"I… The pain of being abandoned…" Anti-Yang trailed off, her eyes briefly turning back to their soft lavender. But, the moment it did-

"AUGH! Pain… Agony… Loneliness…" Her chaotic voice cried out, "Get rid of the pain! Let me inflict it on others!" She screeched.


"I can't believe that's your girlfriend."

"She's not my girlfriend, Luke." Tifa reprimanded, "Huh. That's weird."

"What's weird?" Erza questioned.

"Her aura is depleting. But she's not taking any visible damage. What the hell's going on?"

"That's a good question. Would you like to find out?"

The team turned around, and standing right there, was Nightmare.

Link rushed in, slashing at Nightmare's midsection with his Master Sword. He commanded the others to move and rescue Yang.

Nightmare swiped right, only for Link to duck, move between Nightmare's legs, and plant a bomb right there.

*BOOM!*

The resulting explosion caught the attention of several other villains.

"Dammit! So much for stealth." Erza growled, as she prepared her swords. She locked eyes with Bison, and charged.

Tifa looked back and saw that she was staring down Shao Khan.

"Alright. Let's see if you can keep up with this."


Meanwhile, in the soulscape of Yang…

"What in the world?" Yang wandered around what appeared to be an apparition of her world. One that was undamaged, but only on one half. On the other half of the world that she saw was the destrucion that was caused by the villains of her world.

"What's up?"

Yang turned around, and saw what looked like herself. Only… angry. And she looked like she was a demonic version of herself.

"What the- Who are you?" The first Yang asked.

"Why, I'm you. I'm all of those things that you keep under wraps. The resentment. The rage. Everything."

"N-no you aren't." Yang said, rather unconvincingly.

"Oh, now isn't that a pile of crap." Anti-Yang replied sarcastically, "We both know that eventually, everyone abandons us."

"What do you mean by 'we'?" Yang snapped back.

"I'm you, dumbass. I'm every moment you resented dear ol' dad for leaving us to take care of Ruby. I'm every moment you hate Raven for leaving us. I'm every moment you hate Summer for going on that mission. I'm every moment you fear that even our so-called 'friends' at the hotel will abandon us as well." Anti-Yang snarled.

"N-no…"

"Search your feelings. You know them to be true." Anti-Yang taunted.


Tifa's final punch managed to send Shao Khan into a wall, rendering him unconcious.

"AAUUUGH!"

Tifa turned towards Yang, who was screaming in agony.

She rushed towards Yang's cell, unintentionally knocking Vader's cell to the hole in the ground that was created when Nightmare's overhead attack missed Link, and crashed a hole in the floor.

Who knew that the holding cells were right above the garage?

Regardless, Tifa worked to unlocking Yang's cell door. Frustrated with her failure to get the correct code, she decided to take a page out of Donkey Kong's book and punched the lock and tore the door open.

"Yang! Are you alright? Did they do anything to you?" She caught Yang, clearly worried about her friend.

Yang breathed in a large amount of air, not having inhaled clean or fresh air for a long while.

"Heh heh heh…" 'Yang' chuckled darkly.

"Yang? Sunshine? What's going on- ACK!" Tifa was forced away by a brutal punch to her gut.

"Yang? HA! Yang died when she got abandoned by her sister. Call me Yin."

"Seriously? Goddammit, I'm getting tired of these stupid villains trying corrupt my Yang."

Ganon kicked Tifa to her feet, teleporting in after the other heroes had cleared out to fight their respective battles.

"Oh, I didn't try. I succeeded. Say goodbye to your friend. I'm sure the others will be more than happy to feast on a soul that regenereates after a while."


Wade: Oh. So now you use 'Yin.' Real nice.

X: Hey! You try setting up for an actual arc that was never touched in canon, and try to make someone's turn to the dark side believable!

Pinkie: Money on the table for you getting angry reviews about how everything is going.

Wade: I coulda sworn that you were more upbeat than this…

Pinkie: Eh, I work better in the episodic chapters. A serial saga like this sucks out the fun in just having fun in the first place.

Wade: Okay see, this is why Alexis took a few days off to visit Carolina.

Pinkie: Wait, she gets paid? Why don't I get paid?

X: You never asked.

Wade: I can vouch. You did not ask for payment.

X: In fairness, I pay Wade in chimichangas, and Alexis in those special bullets of hers. What kind of pay would you want?

Pinkie: Cupcakes.

Wade & X: Figures.