Story Notes:
just read to find out what this story is all about. the first one I ever wrote, and it's hoding up quite good among the strangely great crowd.why is it that where I go, everyone suddenly begins to get really good? and I get really bad?
Four: The Beast
Four: The Beast.
He knew something was wrong, they were taking far too long. They were the best of the council, but their loyalties had always been in question. Not because of their natures and past; but rather because of the unpredictability of their actions. Both Giratina and Darkrai shared one equal trait in particular... both of them were known to question orders from the Council. But no matter how far astray they went; they always seemed to find a way back on track. He hated to admit it, but going to those two was probably the best choice he had made, after all; their mission had changed at his request. The council didn't need to know everything... at lest not yet. And besides... if this worked; then all his efforts would finally come to bloom. So long had he waited... he would not be denied any longer...
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Edgar and Olivia were fully awake now, both of them staring in deep shock at their visitors, Edgar had no Idea who they were, but could tell they were powerful; Olivia on the other hand had a look of complete horror in her eyes. Edgar eyed the rest of his companions, all seemed to be alert, yet relaxed. The only exemption being Rasputin; who had a deep look of utter embarrassment. When Edgar's eyes met with hers, she let out a huge blush as she lowered her head even lower avoiding Edgar's stare as best as she could. He looked back at Olivia; she was still in the same state of shock, but seemed to have calmed down just enough to think clearly. she looked at Edgar, she then telepathically told him that these two bothered her... that she knew who they were, but she said nothing else. Darkrai steeped up to Edgar, who had a confused look in his eyes. For some reason, it filled him with dread. Darkrai smiled as he drew closer to Edgar's face
"I see by your stare, that you have no Idea who I am? Do you?"
Edgar nodded without saying a single word. Olivia seemed ready to strike. Darkrai continued with a smile in his face, he blurted his next sentence out loud
"ALL RIGHT THEN...!"
he raised both hands in the air
"I AM DARKRAI!!!!"
Darkrai looked at Edgar, expecting some kind of gasp or yell of amazement or fear. Edgar only tilted his head in more confusion
"ok...?"
Darkrai raised his hands in the air again; he yelled his next words as if he had won some kind of competition
"I AM WHO I AM!!!! THE MASTER OF HORROR!!! THE CRIMSON SANDMAN!!! THE ONE AND ONLY MASTER OF NIGHTMARES!!!!! I AM DARKRAI!!! REMMEMBER IT WELL!!!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!"
he continued laughing quite insanely
"HAHAHAHA...COUGH! COUGH COUGH!"
finally stopping after he ran out of air. Darkrai was inhaling, waiting for something to happen. Edgar was quick to respond
".........Sorry; never heard of you."
Darkrai could feel all his overly inflated charisma slip away, his posture broke to pieces, and at that moment he became a little depressed. A dark cloud suddenly engulfed Darkrai, as he cuddled up against the nearest wall.
Giratina let out a small laugh; quite amused at Darkrai's reaction
"you shouldn't be surprised he doesn't knows you... after all; you rarely come out in the first place!"
she looked at Edgar
"Well! At least you know who I am...! right?"
Edgar shook his head. Giratina proceeded to do the same thing as Darkrai. A dark mood suddenly falling on her. She huddled up all six of her legs, she spoke not another word
"..."
Olivia's shock was now completely gone, instead anger filled her. She stood up and began to scream in an intimidating voice
"I DON'T CARE WHO YOU ARE! YOU'RE NOT PUTTING ONE FINGER ON EDGAR; AS LONG AS I LIVE!"
Edgar was shocked at Olivia's sudden change, he had no Idea what was making her so mad, and why. Ragde got up from the floor and gave Olivia a sharp look, his voice filled with concern and caution
"Olivia... I wouldn't scream at them like that if I were you..."
before Olivia could respond, she felt a presence behind her, its breaths down her neck, it send chills down her spine. Darkrai had recovered from his gloom and was right behind her, a smile stretched across his face
"don't worry child... we have other plans in mind, Hehehehe"
Olivia turned to face Darkrai, she was infuriated at him, nobody called her a child... nobody! Edgar knew what was coming... whenever Olivia got mad...
Watch out!
She got up and began to charge a shadowball. Her face determined to strike. Darkrai jumped back and gave them both a look of amusement ".... all right then.... If you insist." He charged his wrist into a pair of shadowclaws, he raised them to his face, and got into a fighting stance, Darkrai was determined to not look bad in front of them all. By this time Giratina had recovered from her own gloom and looked at the scene, she suddenly snapped at Darkrai
"don't do it you idiot! It isn't part of the plan!"
Darkrai was completely ignoring her words. He raised his claws and let loose a swipe, Olivia let her energy flow one last time before unleashing her own shadowball. Edgar was standing right behind Olivia, but he could somehow feel the intense amount of energy coming from Darkrai's attack, her shadow ball; though powerful, was nothing compared to Darkrai's attack, if he made contact with Olivia... it would be game over for her. Suddenly, he felt a rush of emotions, and without thinking rushed in front of both attacks, they were coming straight at him, Darkrai realized it, but it was too late to stop his swing, it would make contact any second... But before any of the attacks got close enough, an explosion rocked the room. A cloud of dust was raised as everyone was left temporarily blind. For a few tense moments nobody could see anything. Just then, the dust began to clear, and to everyone's surprise, there was a huge hole on the wall, making a second window, Darkrai's shadowclaw was being held in place by something. Darkrai tried his best to loosen from the grip, but it was no use. Finally, all the dust in the room cleared and to everyone's surprise...
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in a dark void somewhere in existance, something was beginning to awake from its slumber, its energy too much for anything to contain, the darkness was slowly being torn apart by this being's energy
"HE HAS AWAKENED?
Perfection is alive...?
Has the beast truly returned...?
So soon...
Well then..."
So long have I waited for this day...
So many sacrifices...
And finally...
After five years...
It all finally comes to bloom...
The time is right...
It is time you proved yourselves...
Go, my creations; GO!
Bring me my body...
Bring me his soul...
Bring me 567400!!!!!!
Bring me the BEAST!!!!!"
beings of pure shadow began to rise from their slumber, something evil was about to awaken...
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He could feel the enormous amounts of energy suddenly flowing into the world; this was not good at all... it was too soon. What if he was corrupted?
.... No... it was too late.... This wasn't how it was supposed to go...
He wasn't supposed to be this yet...
Could he still carry out his plans? If this failed, not even the council would be able to stop the catastrophe that would ensure...
The world would surely suffer.... At the hands of the beast...
But he had no choice...
All his hopes rested with Giratina and Darkrai now.
He just hoped they weren't killed...
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Edgar was stranding right between the two combatants; in one hand, he held Darkrai's claw, still fully charged. In the other; some kind of aura shield that radiated from his palm... it was white and pointing to the wall, or rather what had once been a wall, for now a huge hole was present. It was big, almost the height of the room itself, which was about twenty feet as is. Darkrai eyes were wide in shock, the smile he had sported a few moments ago completely gone. Olivia was in more shock than anyone else; her anger would have gotten the one she loved killed, had it not been for this sudden burst of power. Edgar was standing right between both of them, his face sporting a different look, his eyes were bright red, almost glowing. Edgar could feel something different in him, something was not right, he could feel it, but this wasn't because of the events that occurred a day ago...no, this was something completely different. He could feel some kind of strange power in him, something he could not explain. It filled him to the brim with energy and life; yet this power felt so familiar, as if he somehow knew what it was. Edgar realized what was going on, and lowered his hands, letting go Darkrai who looked at his hand with some pain. His voice somewhat filled with amusement
"well; didn't know your grip was so strong, hehehehehehe."
Olivia still had the same bewildered stare in her eyes, she lowered her hands, her eyes beginning to fill with tears
"EDGAR!!!!"
before he could do anything, she had hurled her body at him, locking him in a tight embrace
"I'M SO SORRY!!! I ALMOST KILLED YOU!"
Edgar was lost for words, on one hand, he knew that he would be dead, had it not being for his sudden burst of energy. But in the other, he was just glad that he had found a way to stop the fight, he could not bear to see Olivia in such a rage, especially if it was because of him. Edgar continued to look at his hands; wondering how on earth had he been able to stop the two powerful attacks at once? But more importantly, why on earth had he jumped in between both Olivia and Darkrai? And why he was still in one piece? Giratina stepped up to him; her huge figure enough to eclipse him, her sudden movement bringing Edgar back to reality. She spoke in a very maternal voice, somehow it did not fit her much, she seemed worried about something
"well then"
she seemed a little tired, as if she had been fighting herself
"... I guess we have some explaining to do..."
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It had been five long years since he had been awakened... five years since he had last seen the light of day... five years since his enigmatic birth. His capsule slowly opened as he was fully brought to life. He slowly clutched at the sides of the capsule, as he rose from it, he could feel his senses return to him, he was covered in a mist, it was cold; yet very relaxing. As he began to stir the rest of his body, he began to notice several different things about him. First of, both of his hands were mechanical, or covered with something mechanical, that was not right at all. Last he remembered; both his hands were still made out of flesh. He continued to regain his posture, suddenly his body came back into full force, annoyed by the mechanical walls of the capsule, he used both hands, and with one blast of pulse energy, broke the capsule into pieces. He slowly levitated to the ground. He was standing in a huge room; he noticed that aside from the hibernating machine, the place was built into what appeared to be a cavern of some kind. He noticed the place was falling apart from old age. He looked around, and to his surprise found several skeletons
"What the?"
he began to walk, he noticed that the bodies belonged to scientist, after all, they still had their coats on them, but several of the corpses had been defiled, some where missing parts, other were completely mutilated... for a few moments, he imagined just what kind of death they must have suffered. He kneeled before the first body, in doing so he noticed something else about his own body. His legs were also covered in what appeared to be some kind of mechanical exoskeleton; that, or they were mechanical as well. He looked at the corpse, and spotted what appeared to be a logbook of some kind between the corpse's fingers, he took the book and began to read. It was dated to October, but no date was given. He began to read the book's contents.
'It would appear that the subject has no apparent idea of what kind of change he's gone trough, though both are genetically similar, one was created imperfect in comparison. But both are nonetheless PERFECT. At lest, compared to other subjects. Both posses incredible abilities, though only part human, both nonetheless contain something that makes both of them Gods....'
"gods? What the hell...?"
'Arceus's DNA...
Thought only a legend, Aceus is in many terms the closest thing to a god, in fact; this pokemon is often regarded in mythology as a godly being... maybe due to his immense and infinite power, or maybe the fact that he was born before this universe came to being, none of us will ever really know for sure. The point is, such powerful DNA could not be made into a single being... if it went out of control the same way Mewtwo had... this could potentially result in the destruction of the world, or dare I say... worst.
A rare find among DNA indeed. At first no one believed it to be the real thing, after all, no one is sure how it was found. But we were all nonetheless eager to test it out. After all, if this worked, it would put an end to the other projects that were slowly turning into a nightmares.'
"nightmares? Just what the hell was going on?"
the being wondered as he continued reading the logbook
'And so... I took it upon myself to create a copy of the original project, thought not perfect... it is nonetheless an equal to its original...
Importunely I had not predicted what happened. Due to some major miscalculations, my creation has been created with some major flaws in his body. He was born with only one lung, one kidney, and a severely weak bone structure, and worse was a defective heart. I was shocked that my creation survived the first several hours. I knew what I had to do
In order for my creation to survive I have to do something very dangerous... I must recreate his body. But I can't create a cybernetic body for him, because if I did, the chances for his survival would be extremely limited due to the fact that I would have to transfer his consciousness, a procedure that is quite dangerous to perform. Specially in his condition.'
He looked at a table sitting in the far corner of the room, it had dried up blood on it, so old, it almost blended seamlessly with the rust
'The only way for him to survive if for me to create some kind of exoskeleton, one that would protect his body, and allow him to survive until his body could repair itself, which would take several years... my bid at creating a new being have been met by near catastrophic results, though weaker. But nonetheless I gave my creation a weapon. Due to his similarities to previous projects... he could, in theory, absorb the life energy of other experiments, but I have never really tested that ability theory out, but the suit does posses this ability nonetheless. Unfortunately, due to the incredible amounts of energy required by the suit, the only way for him to fully heal is if he were to absorb the energy from someone of equal or greater power.
I never intended for this to happen, but I was given no choice... I just hope that things don't turn for the worse.'
As the being looked around, he could clearly see the ravages made not only by time, but by something else
"looks like things did turn for the worse..."
he kept reading.
'I have set the capsule to reopen when a very specific energy signature is registered, until then, this world's only hope will rest. I just hope that he never awakens, that he remains sleep forever...'
The book was blank from there on. At lest one question had been answered. Now he knew why he was wearing this exoskeleton, he noticed in the book an outline of the suits components, this suit was in fact a modified version of supersoldier armor, but it had been programmed to contain his body, which was so frail, that the only way he could survive was by wearing the exoskeleton. He wondered If after five years, he was fully regenerated. He only needed to think about it when a complete readout of his body was flashed into his eyes from the HUD of his visor, it read that his body was only 95% complete.
"still missing five percent then..."
then he went back to what he had just read, if he could find these other experiments, and suck them dry, he would be complete in no time, but he wondered if they were even still alive... then something else struck him, his equal. If he could find him and take his energy, he would become the only one with the power of a god. All of a sudden a hologram appeared in front of him, it was projected from somewhere. It was an old man, looking like he was in his sixties
"My child, if you see this message, then I am afraid the worst has happened... the reason for your creation has awakened... now by the time you may be seeing this, I may be already gone."
He looked at the bodies, he wondered...
"But enough, you have to know why you were created in the first place... it is because you may be the only thing standing in the path of the beast... everything in this world is in grave danger."
The message was sketchy, but it was still understandable.
"There are several things that you have to know... first thing is that you are essentially a clone of the ultimate bioweapon, forged to destroy anyone who stands against its values. Second, while your main purpose is to eradicate this grave danger, you are still a living being, and as such, I pray that you find peace and joy in this life. Third, your destiny isn't written in stone, unlike the project 5674000, you have a choice in life; you can be who you want to be, and do whatever you want to do... I just hope that you make the right choice, you have the capacity... but I wonder... if you have the spirit..."
there was a huge pause in which the hologram danced with static. After a minute- the message resumed
"finally, there is only one last thing I can give you, and that's the gift of knowledge, when this message is complete, you will find a chip that goes directly into your exoskeleton, which I have named 'soul exodus' this chip contains all the information you will ever need to know..."
the message took another long pause then it came back
"remember, my son... from now on, dark times begin, the beast wanders the earth, no human or pokemon is safe from his wrath... but never give up on him; even if he was created to destroy all life, he still has a choice, just like you...
by the way, I never gave you a name did I.... How about 'Rapture'"
he liked the sound of the name, he liked it a lot, Rapture nodded in agreement, even though nobody was there
"if you like the name, register it in the chip, if you don't, you can always change it."
One long pause later
"So long my son, may you find peace in this world..."
with that the message came to a stop. Rapture looked at the corpse in the ground, he was sure this was his unnamed father. Saluting him, he took the chip, which had appeared out of nowhere and was now floating in midair; Rapture knew what he had to do... his only mission in life.
Find project 567400, and try to convert him.
If he could not, then he would have no choice but to neutralize him....
But could he bring himself to destroy his only family?
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"WHAT?!"
Edgar was completely lost for words; he could not believe what these two where saying... it was too incredible. Darkrai raised his hand, forming a sing of pledge
"true story"
"Let me get this straight... are you telling me I'm not HUMAN!!!!"
Edgar blurter out loud. He hadn't even considered the strength of his voice.
"... You have got to be shitting me!"
Giratina looked quite mad now
"no... I AM NOT SHITTING ON YOU...! As much as you hate it, you are not a full human being! You are so much more than that!"
"Besides... I thought you would love that fact that you aren't too human"
Darkrai responded at Edgar. Edgar only looked around the ward, this guys had to be kidding, it just couldn't be true. He looked at his companions, all of which had the same bewildered confusion as he did. Edgar looked back at Giratina, expecting some kind of answer... when he got none, he got quite mad, he didn't even realize it, but his hands were beginning to glow, as he got nearer to the pair. He was determined to get some answers from them
"fine then, maybe I am not entirely human... but what proof do you have; tell me! Do you have some kind of proof of who I am?"
Both Giratina and Darkrai looked at each other, Darkrai pointed at Edgar's hands, he gave his hands a look, and jumped back as he saw his hands enveloped in some kind of white fire, he shook his hands, obviously trying to deny it.
"Hehehe... that could be anything, remember, I was attacked by something, this just might be... a reaction.... Yeah... lets go with that! A reaction!"
Darkrai shook his head, a smile in his slightly covered visage
"it is ok to be in denial... if I was you; I would probably be in the same condition as well"
Giratina only gave Darkrai a look of concern.
" I think is time you knew the truth straight out... as we have told you, you're only part human..."
Edgar nodded.
"That would make me a hybrid...right?"
both Darkrai and Giratina nodded
"In a way... yes.... But at the same time no..."
Edgar was confused
"what do you mean?"
Darkrai stepped up to talk; his face was quite serious
"it means that you were never really born... you were created..."
Edgar took one step back
"what do you mean by 'created'?"
Darkrai got mad
"it means you were crafted, transmuted, made in a lab, you're not even a living being... you're a homunculus... a being whose only purpose is to serve as a vessel for someone else! God you're so stupid!"
Giratina gave him a sharp look, she looked back at Edgar
"I'm sorry, what HE means is; that you were created in a lab, but not as a "vessel'"
she cast a rather vicious stare at Darkrai, who only turned around.
"But rather as a bioweapon"
Edgar could not believe what he was hearing at all. Homunculus... bioweapon...
Darkrai interrupted Giratina
"there, he knows. Now can we kill him!"
Edgar took several steps back as Darkrai charged two shadowblades from each of his wrist, Giratina sighted.
"I'm sorry dear... but our mission was clear"
she stepped back
"... we are to terminate you on contact... we hoped we could at least have taken you to see the council... but since you've awaken your power; you have become a danger to everyone..."
Darkrai stepped up a determined look in his eyes.
"I'm sure Arceus will understand..."
Darkrai was now upon him. Edgar was taking several steps back, not knowing what to do. Just then, Olivia stepped in front of the two legendary beings, her hands holding Ragde and Gengar by their necks, she apparently had dragged them. Rasputin appeared right in front of Edgar, her voice filled with fear, but with so much more determination
"don't worry! We won't let this creeps hurt you!"
Olivia spoke in a deep dark tone
"if you wish to kill him then you'll have to go trough us first!"
Darkrai only smiled
"again with the same thing... fine then! HAVE IT YOUR WAY!"
he raised his hand; suddenly all of Edgar's friends were lifted and thrown aside, as if they were nothing but rag dolls. All of them struck the nearest wall.
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Gengar was beginning to curse his luck, this was not how it was supposed to happen! Everything was going horribly wrong, his plans... they would not fail, they couldn't...
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everyone lost consciousness as soon as they hit the wall, all except Olivia. She raised her hand, as if still trying to protect the one she loved, clinging to her consciousness. Her voice very weak
"...Edgar... no...please...run... "
And with that she was thrown into darkness.
Edgar was in complete shock now; he had no protection from his assailants. He was beginning to become afraid; he had no hope of winning against them without any help. With a weak voice, he tried reasoning with both of the legendaries
"uuhhhhh... come on!.... Give a chance! I haven't done anything wrong!! Please... you can't...." D
arkrai raised his voice in an intimidating manner, much more than Edgar had ever heard before
"Edgar Sysoles... I here by carry out the will of the council... in the name of this world, you; project 567400, the beast"
he moved closer, his hands forming longer blades
"is officially terminated!"
Darkrai got closer, Giratina still maintaining a emotionless look
"I here by become your judge, jury, and EXECUTIONER!!!!"
he raised his right arm, the shadowblade poised to strike Edgar at any moment. Edgar found he could not move at all... his legs had gone numb, his mind only thinking about Olivia, and his imminent death. was this really the end for him? No, it could be... not yet...
Darkrai lowered his arm, in a swinging motion.
A scream could be heard, and the sick sound of flesh being cut, echoed around the room.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO...AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Darkrai had made contact... Edgar's blood splashing all over him, his swing had cleaved Edgar's body in half, from the shoulder, all the way to his waist, a huge puddle of blood was beginning to form right at Edgar's feet. Just for good measure, he swung his other arm, this time at Edgar's waist, the blade made a clean cut, as it passed right trough him, exiting in the other side. Darkrai was pleased with himself... Giratina on the other hand, looked sick. Her face filled with sadness and sorrow
"Did we really have to kill him like that?"
Darkrai looked at her
"I'm surprised you even have to ask!"
Edgar's lifeless corpse hit the floor, his body neatly separating; a huge fountain of blood was sprouting from his three halves. Darkrai only looked amused at his work
"GOD... SOMETIMES I LOVE MY JOB!!!"
Giratina, on the other hand, always hated this part of the job.
But something was not right... usually she felt the soul energy leave the body, energy that she collected and that gave her strength. But there was no soul here, no energy, nothing... she looked at Edgar's body, and realized that it was moving! His face was in a puddle of blood, yet she could see bubbling, this was no supposed to be happening... something was horribly wrong. just then, for the first time in her long life; the legend found itself filled with fear and dread. She spoke to Darkrai in a horrified tone
"what have you done!?"
Darkrai's eyes widened...
Right from Edgar's waist shoot out what appeared to be vine whips, but these were colored red, and looked like tentacles. As these entered his upper half, several more shot from the shoulder to his other lower half, the three body parts were beginning to fuse, just then, Edgar managed to get up, his eyes still closed. Darkrai felt a little panicked, but so much more angered at this, his voice became filled with rage and surprise all at once
"you bastard!!! Stay down!"
he raised his blade and chopped Edgar's head off, it neatly rolled several feet before coming to a stop. Darkrai laughed as he jumped back several feet. But then, his laugh turned to a gasp when he saw Edgar's headless body dash for him. Before Darkrai could react, he felt a searing hot punch strike him in the chest, it was planted with such force, that Darkrai was actually shot back a few feet, striking the nearest wall. His eyes still planted on Edgar's headless body. Edgar got down and picked up his head, and placed it in his shoulders, which then made a sickening sound, and then a crack could be heard. Edgar's head was now clearly attached to his body now. He moved it around, and then opened his eyes, they were shining red... a sing that his power was once again fully awake. Darkrai finally managed to free himself off the wall, just in time to hear what Edgar had to say; his voice was a complete contrast to what it normally was. It was deeper, and darker, it sounded a lot more evil than normal
"NOW you've gone and pissed me off!"
he raised his hand and pointed at Darkrai
"you cut me up, and left me dead! but now... it's time you felt the same!"
he raised both of his hands, and white flames suddenly erupted from them. He lowered his face and then raised it, a look of pure rage was in eyes.
"I"LL CRUSH YOU!!!!"
and before Darkrai could do anything, he saw Edgar disappear in a flash, but he did not have to wait long to know where he was, for within seconds, Darkrai was being pounded deeper into the wall by a barrage of rapid jabs at his chest, he could not possibly block, or even look for that matter. Edgar continued his merciless attack on Darkrai, finally finishing with a giga impact, which literally made the wall crumble behind him. Darkrai was struck with such force, that he was sent flying into the hall, he used his blades to stop his movements and raised himself. He saw Edgar was slowly walking out of the hole in the wall, his hands still glowing with white flames. Darkrai dispersed the energy from his blades and instead focused on using a rather powerful looking shadowball, he packed it with so much energy, that the floor around him began to crumble from the energy overflow. He began to laugh maniacally
"HAHAHAHAHA... lets see you Avoid THIS!!!!"
he shot his attack straight at Edgar, who surprisingly made no intentions of moving out of the way at all. The blast hit him straight in the face, a huge explosion could be heard, along side the sickening sound of something pooping, Darkrai was surprised at the results of his attack, he had completely blown Edgar's head off. All that was left of it was behind him, his brains on the wall and splattered in the floor, Darkrai began to laugh in victory. Edgar only stood there, Darkrai wondered how, but to his horror, he found out why. Right on the spot another head began to grow. First it had been the sound of something ripping through Edgar's flesh, then came what looked like a skull, and then muscles began to form, then flesh, and finally hair. Once his head was back on him, Edgar let out a mocking laugh
"HAHAHAHAHAHA COME ON!! Is that the best the 'crimson sandman' can do? HAHAHAHA how pathetic! I was hoping for more of a challenge!"
Edgar began to walk towards Darkrai, his face filled with rage, but so much more fear
"STAY BACK!!!"
he began to lunch shadowballs in rapid fire, hoping that he could at lest slow Edgar down enough to try and run away. His attacks were nearly useless; even if they hit their mark, they did nothing to slow Edgar down; Darkrai began to fire at Edgar's arms and legs, his attacks ripped his arms off, but as soon as the arms were gone, new ones would grown from the same red tentacles. He shot him in the legs, taking them off, but Edgar only stopped for enough time to re-grow his lost limbs, there was no stopping this kid now. Darkrai was beginning to back away, when he saw Edgar, his face filled with amusement
"oh, is the little baby gona cry? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
Darkrai felt so pissed, but was too afraid to do anything. Edgar gave him on last look, before disappearing once again, Darkrai looked around. There was nothing at all
"where ar-"
his sentence was cut short as he felt a fist strike him in the back, he turned but there was nothing, another strike, this time from the side, and then another, from the other side, Darkrai could feel Edgar's fist pounding him from side to side. He could do nothing to retaliate, he was being bounced around from side to side, finally one huge uppercut hit him in the back of the head. he was lifted up into the air several feet, and began to turn in the air. Just then a huge blow came right out of the air, right above his head. It struck him straight in the face, and right into the ground. Darkrai's head buried itself several inches into the floor. Just then, Edgar appeared, and raised his foot, intending to curb stomp Darkrai's head, using the last of his energies, Darkrai sank into the shadows, missing Edgar's foot by a few seconds. Edgar's foot buried itself several inches deeper into the ground. As soon as he got his foot free, he moved at great speed again.
Darkrai had appeared in the entrance of the other hall, for the moment he though he was safe.
Wishful thinking.
Edgar's fist once again made contact with his chest, sending him flying several more feet into the other hall, destroying several wall in the process. Finally he landed in the floor, only to have Edgar pound on him in the ground, he was struck with such force, that he actually bounced back up, Edgar then grabbed a hold of his face with his hand, and plowed Darkrai into the ground several times before plowing him into the nearest wall. Edgar began to pound the life out of Darkrai. Every hit, brought Darkrai closer to death, but Edgar was not done yet with him. Using recover, he fully healed Darkrai, for a few moments, Darkrai felt his old strength back, but then, Edgar began to pound and smash Darkrai with a flurry of extreme speed giga impacts. This punishment was too much for the legendary to hold, he found himself begging to die. Edgar's rage could not be satisfied, he took his hands and summoned two disk like blades from thin air, how he had managed, he did not know. He proceeded to slash at Darkrai at full speed, but the blades were charged with healing energies, every cut healed Darkrai, while at the same time inflicting unbearable pain, Edgar proceeded to rip Darkrai chest open, which healed almost instantly. Darkrai had tears in his eyes... how could this be happening to him? Edgar was enjoying his pain almost too much
"what's the matter? Don't you like to cause pain? Its only fitting that you should at least enjoy the same pain for yourself!!"
Edgar finally ended his attacks, as a weak Darkrai fell on the floor, he was gasping for air. Edgar took one look at him. Edgar took both blades, and to Darkrai's surprise, slashed his own wrist, two long streams of blood flowed from his wrist, Edgar then used recover on himself, an evil smile stretched across his face
"now then, its time to finish you"
Edgar raised his hands, and the blood on the floor began to shift, then it raised itself and began to circle Darkrai. He was too weak to do anything, Edgar screamed at the top of his lung
"BLOOD CYCLONE!!"
and then, Darkrai was trapped in a vortex of pure blood, it was drowning him, he could not move. The blood was ripping his skin, entering his mouth, and burning his insides, Darkrai could have wished to die then and there, jut then, the whirlpool retreated, as Darkrai feel on the floor, he was gasping and puking blood, most of it belonging to Edgar. Edgar then screamed again
"BLOOD SURF!!!"
and then, Darkrai was struck by a huge wave composed of Edgar's blood, he was smashed against the wall, as he opened his eyes, he saw that Edgar was right in his face, Edgar was smiling.
"Had enough?"
Darkrai could not answer.
"Fine then... DIE!!!!!!"
he raised his hands and began to charge his energy, with a smile filled with pure evil he screamed
"JUDMENT!!!"
The floor began to shake, the spot where Edgar was standing began to crumble, Darkrai could feel his skin burn with agony, as Edgar's energies were overflowing.
This was it... Darkrai was going to die... how could he let himself be defeated so.... This was his fault... If only... He had shown some mercy...
Darkrai closed his eyes and waited for death.
"STOOOOOOOOP!!!!!!"
Edgar felt a warm embrace, he heard sobbing, he turned his head, and looked straight into Olivia's face, she was well, but she was sobbing uncontrollably
"PLASE... stop... don't do it... I'm begging you... Don't kill him... Please"
Edgar lowered his stance; he then realized what had happened. He placed both hands down as the energy he had stored dissipated into thin air
"Olivia, I lost control... Didn't I"
she only looked at him, her smile said everything
"It's ok..."
Edgar thought about what Darkrai had said before he had lost his mind
project 5674000, The Beast...
Beast...
".........................................."
"......I am the beast after all......"
He knew something was wrong, they were taking far too long. They were the best of the council, but their loyalties had always been in question. Not because of their natures and past; but rather because of the unpredictability of their actions. Both Giratina and Darkrai shared one equal trait in particular... both of them were known to question orders from the Council. But no matter how far astray they went; they always seemed to find a way back on track. He hated to admit it, but going to those two was probably the best choice he had made, after all; their mission had changed at his request. The council didn't need to know everything... at lest not yet. And besides... if this worked; then all his efforts would finally come to bloom. So long had he waited... he would not be denied any longer...
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Edgar and Olivia were fully awake now, both of them staring in deep shock at their visitors, Edgar had no Idea who they were, but could tell they were powerful; Olivia on the other hand had a look of complete horror in her eyes. Edgar eyed the rest of his companions, all seemed to be alert, yet relaxed. The only exemption being Rasputin; who had a deep look of utter embarrassment. When Edgar's eyes met with hers, she let out a huge blush as she lowered her head even lower avoiding Edgar's stare as best as she could. He looked back at Olivia; she was still in the same state of shock, but seemed to have calmed down just enough to think clearly. she looked at Edgar, she then telepathically told him that these two bothered her... that she knew who they were, but she said nothing else. Darkrai steeped up to Edgar, who had a confused look in his eyes. For some reason, it filled him with dread. Darkrai smiled as he drew closer to Edgar's face
"I see by your stare, that you have no Idea who I am? Do you?"
Edgar nodded without saying a single word. Olivia seemed ready to strike. Darkrai continued with a smile in his face, he blurted his next sentence out loud
"ALL RIGHT THEN...!"
he raised both hands in the air
"I AM DARKRAI!!!!"
Darkrai looked at Edgar, expecting some kind of gasp or yell of amazement or fear. Edgar only tilted his head in more confusion
"ok...?"
Darkrai raised his hands in the air again; he yelled his next words as if he had won some kind of competition
"I AM WHO I AM!!!! THE MASTER OF HORROR!!! THE CRIMSON SANDMAN!!! THE ONE AND ONLY MASTER OF NIGHTMARES!!!!! I AM DARKRAI!!! REMMEMBER IT WELL!!!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!"
he continued laughing quite insanely
"HAHAHAHA...COUGH! COUGH COUGH!"
finally stopping after he ran out of air. Darkrai was inhaling, waiting for something to happen. Edgar was quick to respond
".........Sorry; never heard of you."
Darkrai could feel all his overly inflated charisma slip away, his posture broke to pieces, and at that moment he became a little depressed. A dark cloud suddenly engulfed Darkrai, as he cuddled up against the nearest wall.
Giratina let out a small laugh; quite amused at Darkrai's reaction
"you shouldn't be surprised he doesn't knows you... after all; you rarely come out in the first place!"
she looked at Edgar
"Well! At least you know who I am...! right?"
Edgar shook his head. Giratina proceeded to do the same thing as Darkrai. A dark mood suddenly falling on her. She huddled up all six of her legs, she spoke not another word
"..."
Olivia's shock was now completely gone, instead anger filled her. She stood up and began to scream in an intimidating voice
"I DON'T CARE WHO YOU ARE! YOU'RE NOT PUTTING ONE FINGER ON EDGAR; AS LONG AS I LIVE!"
Edgar was shocked at Olivia's sudden change, he had no Idea what was making her so mad, and why. Ragde got up from the floor and gave Olivia a sharp look, his voice filled with concern and caution
"Olivia... I wouldn't scream at them like that if I were you..."
before Olivia could respond, she felt a presence behind her, its breaths down her neck, it send chills down her spine. Darkrai had recovered from his gloom and was right behind her, a smile stretched across his face
"don't worry child... we have other plans in mind, Hehehehe"
Olivia turned to face Darkrai, she was infuriated at him, nobody called her a child... nobody! Edgar knew what was coming... whenever Olivia got mad...
Watch out!
She got up and began to charge a shadowball. Her face determined to strike. Darkrai jumped back and gave them both a look of amusement ".... all right then.... If you insist." He charged his wrist into a pair of shadowclaws, he raised them to his face, and got into a fighting stance, Darkrai was determined to not look bad in front of them all. By this time Giratina had recovered from her own gloom and looked at the scene, she suddenly snapped at Darkrai
"don't do it you idiot! It isn't part of the plan!"
Darkrai was completely ignoring her words. He raised his claws and let loose a swipe, Olivia let her energy flow one last time before unleashing her own shadowball. Edgar was standing right behind Olivia, but he could somehow feel the intense amount of energy coming from Darkrai's attack, her shadow ball; though powerful, was nothing compared to Darkrai's attack, if he made contact with Olivia... it would be game over for her. Suddenly, he felt a rush of emotions, and without thinking rushed in front of both attacks, they were coming straight at him, Darkrai realized it, but it was too late to stop his swing, it would make contact any second... But before any of the attacks got close enough, an explosion rocked the room. A cloud of dust was raised as everyone was left temporarily blind. For a few tense moments nobody could see anything. Just then, the dust began to clear, and to everyone's surprise, there was a huge hole on the wall, making a second window, Darkrai's shadowclaw was being held in place by something. Darkrai tried his best to loosen from the grip, but it was no use. Finally, all the dust in the room cleared and to everyone's surprise...
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in a dark void somewhere in existance, something was beginning to awake from its slumber, its energy too much for anything to contain, the darkness was slowly being torn apart by this being's energy
"HE HAS AWAKENED?
Perfection is alive...?
Has the beast truly returned...?
So soon...
Well then..."
So long have I waited for this day...
So many sacrifices...
And finally...
After five years...
It all finally comes to bloom...
The time is right...
It is time you proved yourselves...
Go, my creations; GO!
Bring me my body...
Bring me his soul...
Bring me 567400!!!!!!
Bring me the BEAST!!!!!"
beings of pure shadow began to rise from their slumber, something evil was about to awaken...
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He could feel the enormous amounts of energy suddenly flowing into the world; this was not good at all... it was too soon. What if he was corrupted?
.... No... it was too late.... This wasn't how it was supposed to go...
He wasn't supposed to be this yet...
Could he still carry out his plans? If this failed, not even the council would be able to stop the catastrophe that would ensure...
The world would surely suffer.... At the hands of the beast...
But he had no choice...
All his hopes rested with Giratina and Darkrai now.
He just hoped they weren't killed...
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Edgar was stranding right between the two combatants; in one hand, he held Darkrai's claw, still fully charged. In the other; some kind of aura shield that radiated from his palm... it was white and pointing to the wall, or rather what had once been a wall, for now a huge hole was present. It was big, almost the height of the room itself, which was about twenty feet as is. Darkrai eyes were wide in shock, the smile he had sported a few moments ago completely gone. Olivia was in more shock than anyone else; her anger would have gotten the one she loved killed, had it not been for this sudden burst of power. Edgar was standing right between both of them, his face sporting a different look, his eyes were bright red, almost glowing. Edgar could feel something different in him, something was not right, he could feel it, but this wasn't because of the events that occurred a day ago...no, this was something completely different. He could feel some kind of strange power in him, something he could not explain. It filled him to the brim with energy and life; yet this power felt so familiar, as if he somehow knew what it was. Edgar realized what was going on, and lowered his hands, letting go Darkrai who looked at his hand with some pain. His voice somewhat filled with amusement
"well; didn't know your grip was so strong, hehehehehehe."
Olivia still had the same bewildered stare in her eyes, she lowered her hands, her eyes beginning to fill with tears
"EDGAR!!!!"
before he could do anything, she had hurled her body at him, locking him in a tight embrace
"I'M SO SORRY!!! I ALMOST KILLED YOU!"
Edgar was lost for words, on one hand, he knew that he would be dead, had it not being for his sudden burst of energy. But in the other, he was just glad that he had found a way to stop the fight, he could not bear to see Olivia in such a rage, especially if it was because of him. Edgar continued to look at his hands; wondering how on earth had he been able to stop the two powerful attacks at once? But more importantly, why on earth had he jumped in between both Olivia and Darkrai? And why he was still in one piece? Giratina stepped up to him; her huge figure enough to eclipse him, her sudden movement bringing Edgar back to reality. She spoke in a very maternal voice, somehow it did not fit her much, she seemed worried about something
"well then"
she seemed a little tired, as if she had been fighting herself
"... I guess we have some explaining to do..."
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It had been five long years since he had been awakened... five years since he had last seen the light of day... five years since his enigmatic birth. His capsule slowly opened as he was fully brought to life. He slowly clutched at the sides of the capsule, as he rose from it, he could feel his senses return to him, he was covered in a mist, it was cold; yet very relaxing. As he began to stir the rest of his body, he began to notice several different things about him. First of, both of his hands were mechanical, or covered with something mechanical, that was not right at all. Last he remembered; both his hands were still made out of flesh. He continued to regain his posture, suddenly his body came back into full force, annoyed by the mechanical walls of the capsule, he used both hands, and with one blast of pulse energy, broke the capsule into pieces. He slowly levitated to the ground. He was standing in a huge room; he noticed that aside from the hibernating machine, the place was built into what appeared to be a cavern of some kind. He noticed the place was falling apart from old age. He looked around, and to his surprise found several skeletons
"What the?"
he began to walk, he noticed that the bodies belonged to scientist, after all, they still had their coats on them, but several of the corpses had been defiled, some where missing parts, other were completely mutilated... for a few moments, he imagined just what kind of death they must have suffered. He kneeled before the first body, in doing so he noticed something else about his own body. His legs were also covered in what appeared to be some kind of mechanical exoskeleton; that, or they were mechanical as well. He looked at the corpse, and spotted what appeared to be a logbook of some kind between the corpse's fingers, he took the book and began to read. It was dated to October, but no date was given. He began to read the book's contents.
'It would appear that the subject has no apparent idea of what kind of change he's gone trough, though both are genetically similar, one was created imperfect in comparison. But both are nonetheless PERFECT. At lest, compared to other subjects. Both posses incredible abilities, though only part human, both nonetheless contain something that makes both of them Gods....'
"gods? What the hell...?"
'Arceus's DNA...
Thought only a legend, Aceus is in many terms the closest thing to a god, in fact; this pokemon is often regarded in mythology as a godly being... maybe due to his immense and infinite power, or maybe the fact that he was born before this universe came to being, none of us will ever really know for sure. The point is, such powerful DNA could not be made into a single being... if it went out of control the same way Mewtwo had... this could potentially result in the destruction of the world, or dare I say... worst.
A rare find among DNA indeed. At first no one believed it to be the real thing, after all, no one is sure how it was found. But we were all nonetheless eager to test it out. After all, if this worked, it would put an end to the other projects that were slowly turning into a nightmares.'
"nightmares? Just what the hell was going on?"
the being wondered as he continued reading the logbook
'And so... I took it upon myself to create a copy of the original project, thought not perfect... it is nonetheless an equal to its original...
Importunely I had not predicted what happened. Due to some major miscalculations, my creation has been created with some major flaws in his body. He was born with only one lung, one kidney, and a severely weak bone structure, and worse was a defective heart. I was shocked that my creation survived the first several hours. I knew what I had to do
In order for my creation to survive I have to do something very dangerous... I must recreate his body. But I can't create a cybernetic body for him, because if I did, the chances for his survival would be extremely limited due to the fact that I would have to transfer his consciousness, a procedure that is quite dangerous to perform. Specially in his condition.'
He looked at a table sitting in the far corner of the room, it had dried up blood on it, so old, it almost blended seamlessly with the rust
'The only way for him to survive if for me to create some kind of exoskeleton, one that would protect his body, and allow him to survive until his body could repair itself, which would take several years... my bid at creating a new being have been met by near catastrophic results, though weaker. But nonetheless I gave my creation a weapon. Due to his similarities to previous projects... he could, in theory, absorb the life energy of other experiments, but I have never really tested that ability theory out, but the suit does posses this ability nonetheless. Unfortunately, due to the incredible amounts of energy required by the suit, the only way for him to fully heal is if he were to absorb the energy from someone of equal or greater power.
I never intended for this to happen, but I was given no choice... I just hope that things don't turn for the worse.'
As the being looked around, he could clearly see the ravages made not only by time, but by something else
"looks like things did turn for the worse..."
he kept reading.
'I have set the capsule to reopen when a very specific energy signature is registered, until then, this world's only hope will rest. I just hope that he never awakens, that he remains sleep forever...'
The book was blank from there on. At lest one question had been answered. Now he knew why he was wearing this exoskeleton, he noticed in the book an outline of the suits components, this suit was in fact a modified version of supersoldier armor, but it had been programmed to contain his body, which was so frail, that the only way he could survive was by wearing the exoskeleton. He wondered If after five years, he was fully regenerated. He only needed to think about it when a complete readout of his body was flashed into his eyes from the HUD of his visor, it read that his body was only 95% complete.
"still missing five percent then..."
then he went back to what he had just read, if he could find these other experiments, and suck them dry, he would be complete in no time, but he wondered if they were even still alive... then something else struck him, his equal. If he could find him and take his energy, he would become the only one with the power of a god. All of a sudden a hologram appeared in front of him, it was projected from somewhere. It was an old man, looking like he was in his sixties
"My child, if you see this message, then I am afraid the worst has happened... the reason for your creation has awakened... now by the time you may be seeing this, I may be already gone."
He looked at the bodies, he wondered...
"But enough, you have to know why you were created in the first place... it is because you may be the only thing standing in the path of the beast... everything in this world is in grave danger."
The message was sketchy, but it was still understandable.
"There are several things that you have to know... first thing is that you are essentially a clone of the ultimate bioweapon, forged to destroy anyone who stands against its values. Second, while your main purpose is to eradicate this grave danger, you are still a living being, and as such, I pray that you find peace and joy in this life. Third, your destiny isn't written in stone, unlike the project 5674000, you have a choice in life; you can be who you want to be, and do whatever you want to do... I just hope that you make the right choice, you have the capacity... but I wonder... if you have the spirit..."
there was a huge pause in which the hologram danced with static. After a minute- the message resumed
"finally, there is only one last thing I can give you, and that's the gift of knowledge, when this message is complete, you will find a chip that goes directly into your exoskeleton, which I have named 'soul exodus' this chip contains all the information you will ever need to know..."
the message took another long pause then it came back
"remember, my son... from now on, dark times begin, the beast wanders the earth, no human or pokemon is safe from his wrath... but never give up on him; even if he was created to destroy all life, he still has a choice, just like you...
by the way, I never gave you a name did I.... How about 'Rapture'"
he liked the sound of the name, he liked it a lot, Rapture nodded in agreement, even though nobody was there
"if you like the name, register it in the chip, if you don't, you can always change it."
One long pause later
"So long my son, may you find peace in this world..."
with that the message came to a stop. Rapture looked at the corpse in the ground, he was sure this was his unnamed father. Saluting him, he took the chip, which had appeared out of nowhere and was now floating in midair; Rapture knew what he had to do... his only mission in life.
Find project 567400, and try to convert him.
If he could not, then he would have no choice but to neutralize him....
But could he bring himself to destroy his only family?
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"WHAT?!"
Edgar was completely lost for words; he could not believe what these two where saying... it was too incredible. Darkrai raised his hand, forming a sing of pledge
"true story"
"Let me get this straight... are you telling me I'm not HUMAN!!!!"
Edgar blurter out loud. He hadn't even considered the strength of his voice.
"... You have got to be shitting me!"
Giratina looked quite mad now
"no... I AM NOT SHITTING ON YOU...! As much as you hate it, you are not a full human being! You are so much more than that!"
"Besides... I thought you would love that fact that you aren't too human"
Darkrai responded at Edgar. Edgar only looked around the ward, this guys had to be kidding, it just couldn't be true. He looked at his companions, all of which had the same bewildered confusion as he did. Edgar looked back at Giratina, expecting some kind of answer... when he got none, he got quite mad, he didn't even realize it, but his hands were beginning to glow, as he got nearer to the pair. He was determined to get some answers from them
"fine then, maybe I am not entirely human... but what proof do you have; tell me! Do you have some kind of proof of who I am?"
Both Giratina and Darkrai looked at each other, Darkrai pointed at Edgar's hands, he gave his hands a look, and jumped back as he saw his hands enveloped in some kind of white fire, he shook his hands, obviously trying to deny it.
"Hehehe... that could be anything, remember, I was attacked by something, this just might be... a reaction.... Yeah... lets go with that! A reaction!"
Darkrai shook his head, a smile in his slightly covered visage
"it is ok to be in denial... if I was you; I would probably be in the same condition as well"
Giratina only gave Darkrai a look of concern.
" I think is time you knew the truth straight out... as we have told you, you're only part human..."
Edgar nodded.
"That would make me a hybrid...right?"
both Darkrai and Giratina nodded
"In a way... yes.... But at the same time no..."
Edgar was confused
"what do you mean?"
Darkrai stepped up to talk; his face was quite serious
"it means that you were never really born... you were created..."
Edgar took one step back
"what do you mean by 'created'?"
Darkrai got mad
"it means you were crafted, transmuted, made in a lab, you're not even a living being... you're a homunculus... a being whose only purpose is to serve as a vessel for someone else! God you're so stupid!"
Giratina gave him a sharp look, she looked back at Edgar
"I'm sorry, what HE means is; that you were created in a lab, but not as a "vessel'"
she cast a rather vicious stare at Darkrai, who only turned around.
"But rather as a bioweapon"
Edgar could not believe what he was hearing at all. Homunculus... bioweapon...
Darkrai interrupted Giratina
"there, he knows. Now can we kill him!"
Edgar took several steps back as Darkrai charged two shadowblades from each of his wrist, Giratina sighted.
"I'm sorry dear... but our mission was clear"
she stepped back
"... we are to terminate you on contact... we hoped we could at least have taken you to see the council... but since you've awaken your power; you have become a danger to everyone..."
Darkrai stepped up a determined look in his eyes.
"I'm sure Arceus will understand..."
Darkrai was now upon him. Edgar was taking several steps back, not knowing what to do. Just then, Olivia stepped in front of the two legendary beings, her hands holding Ragde and Gengar by their necks, she apparently had dragged them. Rasputin appeared right in front of Edgar, her voice filled with fear, but with so much more determination
"don't worry! We won't let this creeps hurt you!"
Olivia spoke in a deep dark tone
"if you wish to kill him then you'll have to go trough us first!"
Darkrai only smiled
"again with the same thing... fine then! HAVE IT YOUR WAY!"
he raised his hand; suddenly all of Edgar's friends were lifted and thrown aside, as if they were nothing but rag dolls. All of them struck the nearest wall.
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Gengar was beginning to curse his luck, this was not how it was supposed to happen! Everything was going horribly wrong, his plans... they would not fail, they couldn't...
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everyone lost consciousness as soon as they hit the wall, all except Olivia. She raised her hand, as if still trying to protect the one she loved, clinging to her consciousness. Her voice very weak
"...Edgar... no...please...run... "
And with that she was thrown into darkness.
Edgar was in complete shock now; he had no protection from his assailants. He was beginning to become afraid; he had no hope of winning against them without any help. With a weak voice, he tried reasoning with both of the legendaries
"uuhhhhh... come on!.... Give a chance! I haven't done anything wrong!! Please... you can't...." D
arkrai raised his voice in an intimidating manner, much more than Edgar had ever heard before
"Edgar Sysoles... I here by carry out the will of the council... in the name of this world, you; project 567400, the beast"
he moved closer, his hands forming longer blades
"is officially terminated!"
Darkrai got closer, Giratina still maintaining a emotionless look
"I here by become your judge, jury, and EXECUTIONER!!!!"
he raised his right arm, the shadowblade poised to strike Edgar at any moment. Edgar found he could not move at all... his legs had gone numb, his mind only thinking about Olivia, and his imminent death. was this really the end for him? No, it could be... not yet...
Darkrai lowered his arm, in a swinging motion.
A scream could be heard, and the sick sound of flesh being cut, echoed around the room.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO...AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Darkrai had made contact... Edgar's blood splashing all over him, his swing had cleaved Edgar's body in half, from the shoulder, all the way to his waist, a huge puddle of blood was beginning to form right at Edgar's feet. Just for good measure, he swung his other arm, this time at Edgar's waist, the blade made a clean cut, as it passed right trough him, exiting in the other side. Darkrai was pleased with himself... Giratina on the other hand, looked sick. Her face filled with sadness and sorrow
"Did we really have to kill him like that?"
Darkrai looked at her
"I'm surprised you even have to ask!"
Edgar's lifeless corpse hit the floor, his body neatly separating; a huge fountain of blood was sprouting from his three halves. Darkrai only looked amused at his work
"GOD... SOMETIMES I LOVE MY JOB!!!"
Giratina, on the other hand, always hated this part of the job.
But something was not right... usually she felt the soul energy leave the body, energy that she collected and that gave her strength. But there was no soul here, no energy, nothing... she looked at Edgar's body, and realized that it was moving! His face was in a puddle of blood, yet she could see bubbling, this was no supposed to be happening... something was horribly wrong. just then, for the first time in her long life; the legend found itself filled with fear and dread. She spoke to Darkrai in a horrified tone
"what have you done!?"
Darkrai's eyes widened...
Right from Edgar's waist shoot out what appeared to be vine whips, but these were colored red, and looked like tentacles. As these entered his upper half, several more shot from the shoulder to his other lower half, the three body parts were beginning to fuse, just then, Edgar managed to get up, his eyes still closed. Darkrai felt a little panicked, but so much more angered at this, his voice became filled with rage and surprise all at once
"you bastard!!! Stay down!"
he raised his blade and chopped Edgar's head off, it neatly rolled several feet before coming to a stop. Darkrai laughed as he jumped back several feet. But then, his laugh turned to a gasp when he saw Edgar's headless body dash for him. Before Darkrai could react, he felt a searing hot punch strike him in the chest, it was planted with such force, that Darkrai was actually shot back a few feet, striking the nearest wall. His eyes still planted on Edgar's headless body. Edgar got down and picked up his head, and placed it in his shoulders, which then made a sickening sound, and then a crack could be heard. Edgar's head was now clearly attached to his body now. He moved it around, and then opened his eyes, they were shining red... a sing that his power was once again fully awake. Darkrai finally managed to free himself off the wall, just in time to hear what Edgar had to say; his voice was a complete contrast to what it normally was. It was deeper, and darker, it sounded a lot more evil than normal
"NOW you've gone and pissed me off!"
he raised his hand and pointed at Darkrai
"you cut me up, and left me dead! but now... it's time you felt the same!"
he raised both of his hands, and white flames suddenly erupted from them. He lowered his face and then raised it, a look of pure rage was in eyes.
"I"LL CRUSH YOU!!!!"
and before Darkrai could do anything, he saw Edgar disappear in a flash, but he did not have to wait long to know where he was, for within seconds, Darkrai was being pounded deeper into the wall by a barrage of rapid jabs at his chest, he could not possibly block, or even look for that matter. Edgar continued his merciless attack on Darkrai, finally finishing with a giga impact, which literally made the wall crumble behind him. Darkrai was struck with such force, that he was sent flying into the hall, he used his blades to stop his movements and raised himself. He saw Edgar was slowly walking out of the hole in the wall, his hands still glowing with white flames. Darkrai dispersed the energy from his blades and instead focused on using a rather powerful looking shadowball, he packed it with so much energy, that the floor around him began to crumble from the energy overflow. He began to laugh maniacally
"HAHAHAHAHA... lets see you Avoid THIS!!!!"
he shot his attack straight at Edgar, who surprisingly made no intentions of moving out of the way at all. The blast hit him straight in the face, a huge explosion could be heard, along side the sickening sound of something pooping, Darkrai was surprised at the results of his attack, he had completely blown Edgar's head off. All that was left of it was behind him, his brains on the wall and splattered in the floor, Darkrai began to laugh in victory. Edgar only stood there, Darkrai wondered how, but to his horror, he found out why. Right on the spot another head began to grow. First it had been the sound of something ripping through Edgar's flesh, then came what looked like a skull, and then muscles began to form, then flesh, and finally hair. Once his head was back on him, Edgar let out a mocking laugh
"HAHAHAHAHAHA COME ON!! Is that the best the 'crimson sandman' can do? HAHAHAHA how pathetic! I was hoping for more of a challenge!"
Edgar began to walk towards Darkrai, his face filled with rage, but so much more fear
"STAY BACK!!!"
he began to lunch shadowballs in rapid fire, hoping that he could at lest slow Edgar down enough to try and run away. His attacks were nearly useless; even if they hit their mark, they did nothing to slow Edgar down; Darkrai began to fire at Edgar's arms and legs, his attacks ripped his arms off, but as soon as the arms were gone, new ones would grown from the same red tentacles. He shot him in the legs, taking them off, but Edgar only stopped for enough time to re-grow his lost limbs, there was no stopping this kid now. Darkrai was beginning to back away, when he saw Edgar, his face filled with amusement
"oh, is the little baby gona cry? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
Darkrai felt so pissed, but was too afraid to do anything. Edgar gave him on last look, before disappearing once again, Darkrai looked around. There was nothing at all
"where ar-"
his sentence was cut short as he felt a fist strike him in the back, he turned but there was nothing, another strike, this time from the side, and then another, from the other side, Darkrai could feel Edgar's fist pounding him from side to side. He could do nothing to retaliate, he was being bounced around from side to side, finally one huge uppercut hit him in the back of the head. he was lifted up into the air several feet, and began to turn in the air. Just then a huge blow came right out of the air, right above his head. It struck him straight in the face, and right into the ground. Darkrai's head buried itself several inches into the floor. Just then, Edgar appeared, and raised his foot, intending to curb stomp Darkrai's head, using the last of his energies, Darkrai sank into the shadows, missing Edgar's foot by a few seconds. Edgar's foot buried itself several inches deeper into the ground. As soon as he got his foot free, he moved at great speed again.
Darkrai had appeared in the entrance of the other hall, for the moment he though he was safe.
Wishful thinking.
Edgar's fist once again made contact with his chest, sending him flying several more feet into the other hall, destroying several wall in the process. Finally he landed in the floor, only to have Edgar pound on him in the ground, he was struck with such force, that he actually bounced back up, Edgar then grabbed a hold of his face with his hand, and plowed Darkrai into the ground several times before plowing him into the nearest wall. Edgar began to pound the life out of Darkrai. Every hit, brought Darkrai closer to death, but Edgar was not done yet with him. Using recover, he fully healed Darkrai, for a few moments, Darkrai felt his old strength back, but then, Edgar began to pound and smash Darkrai with a flurry of extreme speed giga impacts. This punishment was too much for the legendary to hold, he found himself begging to die. Edgar's rage could not be satisfied, he took his hands and summoned two disk like blades from thin air, how he had managed, he did not know. He proceeded to slash at Darkrai at full speed, but the blades were charged with healing energies, every cut healed Darkrai, while at the same time inflicting unbearable pain, Edgar proceeded to rip Darkrai chest open, which healed almost instantly. Darkrai had tears in his eyes... how could this be happening to him? Edgar was enjoying his pain almost too much
"what's the matter? Don't you like to cause pain? Its only fitting that you should at least enjoy the same pain for yourself!!"
Edgar finally ended his attacks, as a weak Darkrai fell on the floor, he was gasping for air. Edgar took one look at him. Edgar took both blades, and to Darkrai's surprise, slashed his own wrist, two long streams of blood flowed from his wrist, Edgar then used recover on himself, an evil smile stretched across his face
"now then, its time to finish you"
Edgar raised his hands, and the blood on the floor began to shift, then it raised itself and began to circle Darkrai. He was too weak to do anything, Edgar screamed at the top of his lung
"BLOOD CYCLONE!!"
and then, Darkrai was trapped in a vortex of pure blood, it was drowning him, he could not move. The blood was ripping his skin, entering his mouth, and burning his insides, Darkrai could have wished to die then and there, jut then, the whirlpool retreated, as Darkrai feel on the floor, he was gasping and puking blood, most of it belonging to Edgar. Edgar then screamed again
"BLOOD SURF!!!"
and then, Darkrai was struck by a huge wave composed of Edgar's blood, he was smashed against the wall, as he opened his eyes, he saw that Edgar was right in his face, Edgar was smiling.
"Had enough?"
Darkrai could not answer.
"Fine then... DIE!!!!!!"
he raised his hands and began to charge his energy, with a smile filled with pure evil he screamed
"JUDMENT!!!"
The floor began to shake, the spot where Edgar was standing began to crumble, Darkrai could feel his skin burn with agony, as Edgar's energies were overflowing.
This was it... Darkrai was going to die... how could he let himself be defeated so.... This was his fault... If only... He had shown some mercy...
Darkrai closed his eyes and waited for death.
"STOOOOOOOOP!!!!!!"
Edgar felt a warm embrace, he heard sobbing, he turned his head, and looked straight into Olivia's face, she was well, but she was sobbing uncontrollably
"PLASE... stop... don't do it... I'm begging you... Don't kill him... Please"
Edgar lowered his stance; he then realized what had happened. He placed both hands down as the energy he had stored dissipated into thin air
"Olivia, I lost control... Didn't I"
she only looked at him, her smile said everything
"It's ok..."
Edgar thought about what Darkrai had said before he had lost his mind
project 5674000, The Beast...
Beast...
".........................................."
"......I am the beast after all......"