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yes, but things can't faze through you.

 

CH 30 added.

 

WOOT!

 

[spoiler=Chapter 30!!]

Chapter 30 - What was Once a Dream is now Reality, But What Kind Of Reality is This?

 

 

Dark Link grinned, holding a microphone. “Now, I know you’re probably wondering what happened to the Ultima, but you’re going to have to wait, because today is the day we’ve all been waiting for!”

 

Field Sprite glared at Dark Link. “What could be as important to people as finding out what happened to the Ultima?”

 

Dark Link laughed. “The results of the Character Popularity Contest, of course! Now, with your host, Dark Link, and his lovely associates, Forest Sprite and Field Sprite, you’ll get to see exactly who the most popular characters are!”

 

Field Sprite looked quizzically at Dark Link. “Wait, why are you hosting this, and why is it so important?”

 

Dark Link chuckled, his eyes shining. “You don’t get it, do you, Field Sprite? Humans, or in this case, vampires, madness matter, and other occult people we have on board our ship, live to prove they are better than others. With a character popularity poll, we can do just that. Who do people like more? That is the big question, and I’m about to reveal the results!”

 

Forest Sprite raised her hand weakly. “Um, master is this really necessary?”

 

Dark Link chuckled, his eyes still shining. “Why, of course, if not, there would be no point in having a character popularity contest.”

 

Field Sprite blushed. “You idiot, she means why’s it necessary for us to be wearing maid outfits?”

 

Dark Link shook his head. “Why, Field Sprite, even you must know, humans are naturally drawn to cute girls in maid outfits.”

 

Field Sprite glared at Dark Link. “No, that’s just you, and people with maid fetishes.”

 

Caine walked in, pointing a gun a Dark Link. “So, you think it’s funny to forget people when you make Character Popularity Contests, huh?”

 

Dark Link smiled uncomfortably. “Well, um, see here, that was just a small mistake. A small overlook by me and… please don’t kill me…”

 

Caine shook his head. “Oh, I’m not just going to kill you, I’m going to kill you in such a badass way, you’ll want to be killed over and over again.”

 

Snake Boy and Legolover walked in behind Caine. “Yeah, you forgot about us too… we deserve to pound you some.”

 

Cephus, a guy with golden hair and a unicorn horn sticking out of his forehead, appeared behind Dark Link, a wicked smile on his face. “You forgot to add me to the fan fic altogether…”

 

After a few agonizing moments of being pounded, Dark Link lay on the floor, sticking out his hand. “Forest Sprite, heal, please.”

 

Forest Sprite touched Dark Link’s hand, and waves of green energy swarmed over his body. He jumped back up.

 

Dark Link brushed off his shirt and held the microphone up to his mouth. “Well, that was some unexpected inconvenience, but now we can finally move on to the actual results. Also, as an added bonus, the winner will have the pleasure of wearing a cat outfit!”

 

Field Sprite blushed. “Wait, what? What if it’s a guy? Won’t that be weird?”

 

Dark Link chuckled. “You still have a lot to learn, huh, Field Sprite? The winner will obviously be Dark Magician Girl, as she’s the main heroine.”

 

Dark Link pulled out a slip of paper. “See, her name is probably, wait… uh, this is odd… Apparently, Dark Magician Girl only got one vote. Wait, what? What kind of main heroine gets only one vote?”

 

Field Sprite stared at Dark Link. “Well, maybe if she had done anything important before the fight with Flame Dragon…”

 

Dark Link looked away. “Oh, so now it’s my fault that the Dark Magician Girl got the same amount of votes as Bagon and Dokuro?

 

Dark Magician Girl shot a small ball of Hellfire at Dark Link, and it exploded, leaving him on the ground. “Next time, you should think twice before giving me such minor appearances…”

 

Dark Link laughed weakly as he stood up and brushed dirt off his shirt. “Well, let’s begin with the people who got no votes at all. First up is Deustodo.”

 

Deustodo walked into the room. “I swear I’ll kill you for this. I look like a minor character…”

 

Dark Link brushed the accusation aside. “Next up is Creator.”

 

Creator strode into the room. “What? I build the Ultima, risk my life in that fight with Opal, and I get no votes? This is rigged…”

 

Dark Link read further down the list. Now, since I’m getting bored of this, let’s introduce the other zeros in at the same time, Kailyn and Hollowblade. Oh yeah, and Chase also got zero votes.”

 

Chase shrugged. “Well, that was completely unexpected, huh?”

 

Kailyn silently took a seat. “I thought I’d get at least one vote… oh well…”

 

Hollowblade scratched his head. “Wait, there must have been a miscount, I mean, there’s no way no one voted for me…”

 

Dark Link waved the paper in the air. “Yeah, there is. Now clear the way for the people that got only one vote. Let’s welcome, Dark Magician Girl, Dokuro, and Bagon.”

 

Dokuro waved at her small audience. “I got one vote, at least, so I’m happy!”

 

Bagon glared at Dark Link. “Well, nothing I can do… although, if someone had given me more things to do…”

 

Dark Magician Girl held a hellfire ball in her hand. “I’m wondering whether I should throw this at you or not, Dark Link…”

 

Dark Link laughed weakly again, and turned to the paper. “Let’s see now, the next person is me, with two votes! Alright! Now, drum-roll, please… the winner, with an amazing three votes, Nexev! Wait, what the hell, Nexev? He hasn’t done anything yet, and he’s barely had any dialogue at all!”

 

Forest Sprite raised her hand. “Um, does that mean Nexev has to dress up as a cat?”

 

Nexev shook his head. “No way, there is no way I’m getting into one of those costumes…”

 

Dark Link chuckled, his eyes sparkling. “You don’t have to. In fact, I’ll just let Field Sprite dress up instead.”

 

Field Sprite blushed. “Are you kidding? What makes you think I’ll dress up as a cat just to fulfill your fantasies?”

 

Dark Link shook his head with a grin on his face. “My dear, you’re already the dream of many men, and if you had a bigger chest, I’m sure even me, being the great ninja that I am, wouldn’t be able to resist you.”

 

Field Sprite punched Dark Link in the face. “Like I said, I’m not dressing up, and insulting my developing chest isn’t going to help me do it…”

 

Dark Link held out cat ears and a cat tail. “Just look at these things. They’re asking to be worn on you…”

 

Dark Link jumped on Field Sprite, and after a few moments of struggling, got up. Lying on the floor, in cat ears, a cat tail, and a red face was Field Sprite.

 

Field Sprite got up, her hands on fire. ”You… I’ll kill you!”

 

Dark Link chuckled, a sparkle in his eyes. “A cat maid… perfect. Now we just need…”

 

Dark Link appeared behind Field Sprite and brought his hand up, creating a small gust of wind, lifting up Field Sprite’s skirt, and revealing her panties.

 

Dark Link chuckled. “A panty shot, and… it’s perfect.”

 

Field Sprite punched Dark Link in the face again. “You filthy pervert, you’re dead!”

 

Field Sprite crossed her arms. Dark Link took out a camera and took a picture. “Now I’ve captured this amazing moment in history.”

 

Field Sprite dashed at Dark Link, her face still red. “The only amazing moment in history that’ll happen today will be your death!”

 

Dark Link held out his foot, and Field Sprite tripped and fell, revealing her panties again.

 

Dark Link took another picture. “Wow… that one’s going in my archives. I suggest stopping, because next, I’ll have you take off your clothes altogether, which is the only way I can beat this fantastic panty shot.”

 

Creator held up his hand. “Okay, I’ve seen enough. Next, you’ll be raping the poor girl. Can’t we just move on to what happened with the Ultima?”

 

Dark Link pondered. “Rape… that could be a good idea… hey, Creator, if you rape her while I film, I’ll give you ten dollars.”

 

Creator smiled and punched Dark Link in the face. “Do you think I’m some sort of pervert or something? Keep your sick ideas yourself!”

 

Deustodo chuckled. “Oh, don’t be modest Creator. I saw that file in your computer, disguised as a standard hard drive file. I saw what you keep in there…”

 

Creator turned toward Deustodo. “What are you talking about? There’s no such file in my computer!”

 

Deustodo scratched his head. “Well, there was when I hacked into your files.”

 

Creator glared at Deustodo. “You hacked into my files? Wait, did you put that folder there?”

 

Deustodo chuckled. “Please, do you think I keep such things on me? It must have been Dark Link, trying to frame you for something or other.”

 

Creator turned to Dark Link. “Do you know anything about this?”

 

Dark Link laughed weakly. “Well, I needed someplace to put them, and your computer had a lot of disk space, so…”

 

Creator brought his palm up to his forehead. “You are an idiot… my computer is linked to the Ultima’s hard drive, which means when you put your pictures in my computer…”

 

Creator never got to finish, because a large screen appeared, surrounded by smaller screens, all throughout the Ultima, all displaying perverted photos of Field Sprite and Forest Sprite.

 

Dark Link clutched his sides in laughter. “That was… that was better that I had hoped! I was waiting for you to find them, but this beats all!”

 

Creator glared at Dark Link with the fury of one thousand moons. “You sick bastard… I should reach into your stomach and pull out your organs one by one, but you’re not one to try and anger people, so, reason with me, who put you up to it?”

 

Dark Link, still laughing, pointed at Deustodo. “When he gave the idea… I laughed. When he said it’d piss you off, I hesitated, but now I’m not regretting it at all!”

 

Field Sprite was red in the face again. “You… when in hell did you take those pictures?”

 

Dark Link wiped his eyes, chuckling. “Well, you see, there’s a good explanation for that. You’re both my sprites, so…”

 

Field Sprite charged up fire in her hand. “So you feel the need to sexually harass us?”

 

Dark Link chuckled again. “Well, yeah, pretty much.”

 

The fire in Field Sprite’s hand died out, and a single tear ran down her face as she turned to leave. “Is that so… then I guess you don’t need us for anything important. Come on, Forest Sprite, we’re leaving... for good…”

 

 

[spoiler=Chapter 31]

Chapter 31 - With the Ultima Gone, is There Any Need to Stay?

 

 

Dark Link held the microphone to his mouth. “Well, you’re probably wondering where the sprites went, and whether I managed to get them back, but you’ll have to wait, because now were back with the falling Ultima.

 

 

The Ultima slowly sank into the depths of space.

 

Deustodo chuckled uncomfortably. “Gir, maybe you should stop eating tacos right now, and hang on to something, because the Ultima’s going down...”

 

Gir looked up at Deustodo from his tacos. “Are there tacos in space?”

 

Deustodo chuckled. “No, Gir, there are no tacos in space.”

 

Gir looked back at his tacos. “Oh, okay then… wait… we need to get out of here! Save the tacos!”

 

 

Hollowblade opened his eyes. “What… happened?”

 

He looked around to see Kailyn and Yugioh Rulez, along with himself, were locked in a cell. “Where are we?”

 

Kailyn looked at Hollowblade. “We’ve been trapped by the enemy, but by the shockwave that happened outside, and the fact there’s no enemies on board the ship anymore, I’d say that this ship is going down, and we’re the only ones on it.”

 

Yugioh Rules scratched his head. “Any plans to get us out of here?”

 

Kailyn shook her head. “They took our weapons, so there’s not really anything I can do…”

 

Yugioh Rulez chuckled. “Well, then it’s a good thing I had my Nightmare Dragon stand by.”

 

Yugioh Rulez snapped his fingers and the wall of the cell was blasted open by dark energy. A black dragon flew closer to them.

 

Yugioh Rulez jumped on the dragon. “Well, what are you waiting for? Let’s go.”

 

Kailyn and Hollowblade both jumped on the dragon, and, together with Yugioh Rulez, they headed toward the falling Ultima.

 

 

Creator looked out the small window of his cell. “It seems like this ship’s going down… any suggestions?”

 

Dokuro pondered for a few seconds. “Well, I could make a hole in the wall, and, guess Fluffy can come get us.”

 

Creator looked puzzled. “Who’s Fluffy?”

 

Dokuro punched a hole in the cell wall, and pointed at the smoke. When the smoke cleared, Creator saw a large robot floating outside.

 

Dokuro laughed and jumped up to grab hold of Fluffy. “Come on, Cree-kun, or we’ll leave you behind!”

 

Fluffy grabbed Creator and slung him over his shoulder, then he took off toward the Ultima.

 

Dokuro pointed at the dark dragon flying toward the Ultima. “I think Kailyn and Hollowblade are riding on that thing. Let’s go meet them.”

 

Fluffy obeyed and turned toward the dragon.

 

Once they were close enough, Dokuro waved. “Hey, what are you guys doing here?”

 

Kailyn turned. “Oh, it’s Dokuro. We just escaped from the enemy ship.”

 

Dokuro grinned. “Cree-kun and I escaped too!”

 

Creator looked glumly at the falling Ultima. “Big enough to hold a small civilization, yet one person was able to destroy it… just how powerful is the council?”

 

 

Bagon and Nexev were in the Ultima’s control room.

 

Nexev turned to face Bagon. “I can’t contact Creator, which means, our communication systems have been shot. Do you know if there’re any kinds of escape pods around here?”

 

Bagon shook his head. “Not that I know of, so how are we going to get out of this alive?”

 

Nexev pushed a few buttons. “The other half is already lost, and this half isn’t looking so hot either. At best, we’ll be hurt really, really badly.”

 

Bagon pondered for a few seconds. “Let’s see… no, I can’t think of anything…”

 

Deustodo appeared in the room, holding Gir and Lina. “Well, we could always take my small ship.”

 

Nexev scratched his head. “You have a small ship?”

 

Deustodo chuckled as he put Gir and Lina down. “Well, I say small, but…”

 

Deustodo motioned for them to follow. After a minute or two of running, they arrived at the spot where the ship had been split in two.

 

Bagon stared out of the ship. “Whoa… I wasn’t expecting this... it seems… impossible. A ship so big that I can’t even se where it ends on either side, and yet… it’s now split in two…”

 

They looked up to see a silver ship, about a fraction of the Ultima’s size. Hooks tied to ropes shot down from the ship and grabbed on to Lina and Gir.

 

Gir looked at Deustodo, then at the hook. “Deus… what’s this?”

 

Lina tried to pry herself loose from the hook’s grip. “Deus, help me!”

 

Dustodo looked at the ship. “Johnny must be driving… he can just warp us in, but he likes the hook. Don’t worry, that’s my ship.”

 

The hooks pulled back, dragging Gir and Lina along with them. After a few seconds, two more hooks shot forward, grabbing Bagon and Nexev.

 

Nexev looked at the hook. “Well, I suppose it’s not exactly first-class airline travel, but I suppose it’ll do.”

 

The hooks pulled back again, dragging Bagon and Nexev with them. Deustodo chuckled and teleported to the ship.

 

 

El Make opened his eyes. “Hey… Caine… where are we?”

 

Caine looked out the window at the falling Ultima. “We’re trapped in here while the Ultima falls to pieces…”

 

El Make shrugged. “I knew this would happen, I mean, we didn’t know what we were up against.”

 

Caine slammed his fist against the wall. “How can you be so calm? All that work we’ve done… was it for nothing?”

 

El Make sighed. “I’m not calm, it’s just, there’s no use getting riled up, because there’s nothing we can do to escape. I can’t sense that there’s anyone here, or at least, no one with dark auras. How do you plan to get us out of here?”

 

Caine grunted. “I can’t, they took Ardra and my cards. Wait… I may still have…”

 

Caine reached into his coat and placed a small microchip on the wall.

 

El Make scratched his head. “So… what’s that tiny contraption supposed to do?”

 

Caine put a finger to his sleep. “Shush, just watch.”

 

A few seconds passed and the microchip beeped once, then exploded.

 

Caine grinned. “There, now we can escape.”

 

El make stared at the gaping hole. “Amazing, so you made a big hole in the ship, was that your big plan? I knew it, we’re dead…”

 

Caine shook his head. “Just watch.”

 

The microchip, on the ground, grew in size, and began forming into something. In a few seconds, the microchip had turned into a giant metal eagle.

 

Caine chuckled as he jumped on top of it. “Still think we’re dead?”

 

El make nodded. “If you think I’d trust a giant metal bird with my life, you’re sadly mistaken. The chance it’ll fall and kill us is high.”

 

Caine pointed to the hallway. “Well, the chance you’ll die here is even higher. This ship is falling down too, thanks to that cannon blast, remember?”

 

El Make jumped on top of the giant eagle. “Well put, now let’s go before something else happens.”

 

The giant eagle took flight and headed toward the Ultima.

 

El make looked up. “Hey, Caine, I see a black dragon and a robot flying toward the Ultima, and I’m hoping they’re not hostile.”

 

Caine squinted. “I think that’s Dokuro, Kailyn, and… some other people. Let’s follow them.”

 

 

Rinne looked at Opal from inside the mother ship. “Opal, why did you hold back on those weaklings? You only used up to level 3…”

 

Opal chuckled. “Same to you, Rinne-chan. You only used your physical skills.”

 

Rinne turned away. “Well, they were too weak. I’m surprised you had to use your seal.”

 

Opal shook her head. “Not exactly, I could have beaten them in their current state, but… that guy with the halberd… he didn’t get a chance to use his full power. I had to beat him before he went all out, or else it would have taken me too long to beat him.”

 

Rinne looked out at the falling Ultima. “It’s quite amazing, though. Umbra’s calculations were right on target. He predicted the exact lengths of the fights, and who we were going to be fighting…”

 

Flame Dragon walked in. “It may be amazing to you, but to Umbra, it probably wasn’t that much of a challenge at all, to figure out this stuff…”

 

Milk chuckled from the corner. “You do know they’re not finished, right? We will, one day, defeat the Fake Knights, but not today…”

 

Rinne glared at Milk. “You say that, yet you didn’t even help us fight…”

 

Milk shook his head, grinning from under his hood. “Now, Rinne, do you really want me to unleash my seal? When there’re people this close?”

 

Rinne turned to the Ultima again. “Not like it would matter, only the Fake Knights would get destroyed anyway…”

 

 

[spoiler=Chapter 32]

 

Chapter 32 - Creator’s Choice: Sanity or Sex Tape?

 

 

Dark Link opened his eyes and saw his two sprites on the floor, unconscious, and Snake Boy staring out the window. “Hey… where are we?”

 

Snake Boy chuckled. “Well, apparently, while the Ultima crashed down, and the enemy abandoned their falling fleet, we were imprisoned.”

 

Dark Link scrambled up to look out the window at the falling Ultima. “No… it can’t be… that means we failed. We got so close, but we failed! Getting beaten up wouldn’t be so bad, if we had managed to save the Ultima, but this is… now our pride is gone, our ship is gone, and now we’re stuck here…”

 

Snake Boy motioned toward the sleeping Chase. “Let’s not forget, the guy leading this mission. He’s out cold.”

 

Dark Link pondered for a few moments. “Well, that girl from the council, Rinne, hit him with some sort of power to seal… something grey. I wonder what the grey seal means…”

 

Snake Boy shrugged. “Well, I have no idea, but we have to get out of here, or we’re dead.”

 

Dark Link looked down. “I wish I could help… but Rinne sealed all the abilities I have that could blast us out of here…”

 

Snake Boy kicked the wall. “They took my guns, so there’s no way I can get us out of here. Can you think of any other way we can get out of here?”

 

Dark Link shook his head. “My sprites are knocked out, and my powers are sealed. Chase is unconscious, but I’m pretty sure his powers are sealed too. I guess this time… we’re the unlucky ones…”

 

Snake Boy rolled up his sleeve, revealing something wrapped around his wrist.

 

Dark Link’s eyes widened. “Is that…?”

 

 

Dokuro first spotted the ship near the Ultima. “Hey, over there, I think that’s Nexy over there!”

 

Creator scratched his head. “Nexy… do you mean Nexev?”

 

Dokuro pointed at Nexev, who was being pulled by a giant hook. “That is Nexy, I was right. Let’s see what’s happening, he might be in trouble. I don’t like the look of that hook.”

 

When Nightmare Dragon and Fluffy got close enough, they saw Deustodo in the cockpit, waving at them. Beside him was someone who was similar to him, in terms of being a mass of swirling dark energy, except he had green eyes. The green-eyes guy pushed a button, and two metal hooks extended to grab Nightmare Dragon and Fluffy. Before they could react, the hooks pulled back and dragged them both inside the ship. Once inside, they noticed everything was dark. When the lights went on, Deustodo was standing there.

 

Deustodo grinned. “Welcome aboard my ship. This one, unlike the Ultima, won’t get destroyed… isn’t that right, Creator?”

 

Creator looked back as one of the hooks that had been used to snag them from space to see it was holding a giant metal eagle, and Caine and El Make were on top of it. “Let’s see, since Caine and El Make are here, the only ones missing are Dark Magician Girl, Chase, Dark Link, and Snake Boy.”

 

Bagon scratched his head. “Aren’t we forgetting someone?”

 

Creator pondered for a second. “No, Legolover was sleeping inside the Ultima, remember? So that means… wait, that means he’s screwed…”

 

Bagon shook his head. “No, I mean that kid with the wolf armor, the one who lost to Dark Magician Girl at the start of the tournament we had before the rebellion invaded us.”

 

Deustodo chuckled. “Oh, you mean that Sean kid. I picked him up a little while ago, and he’s playing video games in one of the rooms. Don’t worry, now we have to focus on finding the rest, right?”

 

Creator nodded. Chase, Dark Link, and Snake Boy were part of the same group, which means that they’re probably still trapped inside the ship. As for Dark Magician Girl… she was fighting Flame Dragon outside… we saw his power, he destroyed the Ultima…”

 

Deustodo chuckled. “Normally, this would be a sentimental moment of some sort, but, actually, she’s just floating somewhere in space…”

 

El Make sighed. “Let me guess, she’s probably a light year or two away from us, and we must make a journey that’s going to be a real pain in the behind to rescue her vulnerable and unconscious body from clutches of evil demons?”

 

Deustodo chuckled and pointed out the ship. “Actually, she’s right there, wave.”

 

Dark Magician Girl was unconscious and floating right beside Deustodo’s ship. Some of her clothes were torn, and her eyebrows were furrowed, as if she were having a bad dream. After a few seconds, her expression switched to that of calmness, and a faint smile appeared on her face as her eyes fluttered open. Dark Magician Girl slowly moved her head to use side, then the other. Her eyes focused on the ship right next to her. Dark Magician Girl rubbed her eyes and managed to straighten up so as to seem like she was standing up. She slowly drifted closer to the ship by paddling her arms weakly. When she got next to the ship, she tapped weakly on the shield, and then passed out again.

 

Creator chuckled. “Well, we should let her in, so we can focus on finding Chase and the others.”

 

Deustodo pushed a button, and Dark Magician Girl appeared before them, lying on the ground. Then, Deustodo disappeared.

 

Creator stared at her unconscious body. “So… who’s gonna carry her to a room?”

 

Creator turned to see that Kailyn, Hollowblade, and Yugioh Rulez all had fallen asleep and Dokuro was busy playing with Caine, who was wagging a cat toy in front of her.

 

Creator turned to Bagon. “Here, I’ll let you carry her.”

 

Bagon shook his head. “No way, do it yourself.”

 

Creator turned to El Make. “How about you do it?”

 

El Make looked up from the graphic novel he was reading. “I’d love to help, but I’m at the climax here…”

 

Creator sighed and picked up Dark Magician Girl. “Well, someone’s got to do it… I just wish it didn’t have to be me.”

 

Gir stared at Dark Magician Girl, and then looked at Creator. “Are you going to do something to that lady? Does it involve tacos?”

 

Lina glared at Creator. “You’re going to try to do something nasty to my mom, aren’t you?”

 

Creator chuckled uncomfortably. “You must have me confused with Dark Link, or Dark Magician Girl herself, who might rape herself, is she was somebody else... or something like that…”

 

Creator walked out of the room and let out a sigh. Then he began walking to try and find a room. After a few minutes of searching, he finally found an empty room with a bed.

 

Creator placed Dark Magician Girl on the bed. “Well, that’s over with…”

 

Creator stood there, pondering what had happened to the Ultima. Half an hour passed, and there he stood, his eyes resting on Dark Magician Girl, but his mind on the battles that took place. After an hour had passed, he was snapped out of his thoughts by Deustodo chuckling.

 

Deustodo clapped. “I congratulate you. It seems you’ve had hidden feelings for Dark Magician Girl and only now, while she lay unconscious in bed, did you decided to act upon your feelings…”

 

Creator blushed and grinned awkwardly. “No, see, you’re misunderstanding this entire situation… I was simply…”

 

Deustodo held up a hand. “No need to explain, Creator, anyone can see that you were just attempting to molest this poor girl while she was sleeping. Actually, anyone CAN see it, since I’ve been taping you ogling her with desire for the past hour or so.”

 

Creator glared at Deustodo. “Give… me… that… tape…”

 

Deustodo held up a camera and placed it on a stool, then touched it, and it was soon covered in a shell of madness.

 

Deustodo chuckled. “Well, here’s the video tape of you staring at her body, but, unfortunately, I seem to have covered it in madness by accident. So, will you touch it, and give in to madness, or will you save your sanity and reveal to the world that you are indeed a pervert?”

 

Creator clenched his teeth. “I’ll stick with giving in to madness, thank you very much…”

 

Creator reached out for the camera, and as soon as his hand came I contact with it, a flash of light occurred.

 

 

[spoiler=Chapter 33]

 

Chapter 33 - To Leave or Not to Leave

 

 

Snake Boy shook his head. “No, this isn’t a council seal, it’s more like… my personal seal, and I don’t like to use it much…”

 

Snake Boy undid the seal around his arm, and hung it to the air, examining it for a few seconds. It was a necklace, with the symbol of a gun hanging from it. Snake Boy said a few words, and then touched the tip of the necklace with his finger. When he put the necklace back in his pocket, his face had a different expression. It was a twisted grin. Snake Boy raised his arm and cannon appeared in midair. When he brought it down, the cannon fired a blast into the wall, making the wall explode.

 

Snake Boy chuckled. “Well, what are you waiting for? Grab those sprites, and I’ll grab the vampire guy, and we’ll leave.”

 

Dark Links scratched his head. “So… how exactly do you plan on getting us out of here?”

 

Snake Boy laughed. “Oh, come on, are you that dull? I just demonstrated my power! Watch… and see if you learn something this time…”

 

Snake Boy raised his hand toward the hole in the wall, which produced two giant cannons.

 

Snake Boy motioned toward the cannon. “Well, what are you waiting for? Get in the cannon…”

 

Dark Link looked hesitantly climbed inside the cannon. “So… how are these going to get us out of here, again?”

 

Snake Boy chuckled. “Well, I’ll show you…”

 

Snake Boy grabbed Chase, and raised his hand. The cannons shot and propelled both Snake Boy, Dark link, and the other passengers at an incredible speed toward the Ultima.

 

Dark Link looked sideways with difficulty. “Hey… what happens… now?”

 

Snake Boy chuckled. “We… hope we get… lucky…”

 

Dark Link sighed and tightened his grip on his sprites.

 

 

Creator fell to one knee.

 

Deustodo laughed. “Welcome to madness. Also, just to let you know, that was a fake type. The real tape is somewhere with me, and that’s where it’ll stay until I posted on the web.

 

Creator groaned. “So this is madness huh? Interesting...”

 

Creator chuckled and stood up, his eyes now with a different look to them. He began to laugh, and the laugh turned to a cackle.

 

Creator turned to face Deus, still grinning. “Well, about that tape… well, I don’t care anymore…”

 

Creator ran out of the room and toward the ship deck. He jumped inside a ship. “Alright, Hyperion, let’s see where you take me…”

 

Creator laughed again as he pushed a button and the ship rocketed forward into space, leaving a trail of dust behind.

 

Deustodo looked at the door Creator had just ran past and shrugged. “Well, I’d better tell everyone of the destination. Then I’ll put this little video on the internet…”

 

Deustodo walked up to a platform and picked up a small microphone. When he spoke, his voice boomed throughout the ship. “Attention, everyone, passengers or otherwise, we’re going to be reaching a small world in which a mansion that just happens to belong to me is at. Therefore, until we can find a replacement for the Ultima, we’re going to be staying there.”

 

Caine looked up from his fun with Dokuro. “Hey… I was wondering… when are we going to try and face the council again?”

 

Deustodo appeared a few feet from Caine. “You saw what happened when we took them on, and we didn’t even face half of the council members, or any of the high council.”

 

Caine shook his head. “That guy and I guy were both attacked by someone in the high council. He beat us easily… I couldn’t even get past his ice defense, and his frost attacks were more that we were prepared to handle…”

 

El Make looked up from his book. “I told you, we had no hope of winning…”

 

Deustodo chuckled. “Yeah well, we’re not going to be moving against the council any time soon.”

 

Caine glared at him. “How else do you expect us to end the class warfare?”

 

Deustodo scratched his head. “Class warfare, is it? I though we were all here to try and fight for fake types.”

 

Caine shook his head. “I need to look more into this. You guys go on ahead to the mansion. I have a thing or two to sort out…”

 

Deustodo shrugged. “Suit yourself, Caine. It won’t get any less boring with you gone.”

 

Dokuro groaned. “Caine-kun, don’t leave…”

 

Caine smiled. “I have to… there’s some people I have to see, and something I have to find.”

 

Caine left the room. A few seconds later, a voice called from the control room. “Hey, Deus, there’s a bunch of people flying over here.”

 

Deustodo appeared next to Johnny, who was steering the ship. “There’s a bunch of people flying over here? What do you mean?”

 

Johnny pointed out the window. “Those people flying at us.”

 

Snake Boy, Chase, and Dark Link and his sprites were flying toward Deustodo’s ship. Deustodo pressed a button, and they were teleported inside. Chase was still unconscious, Dark Link was close to hyperventilating, and Snake Boy was sitting on the floor, looking around.

 

Snake Boy stood up. “Hey, where is this place?”

 

Deustodo chuckled. “Don’t worry, you’re in my ship, and we’re headed for my mansion.”

 

Dark Link, who had finally stopped quivering on the ground, stood up. “Wait, doesn’t that mean we should be even more worried?”

 

Deustodo chuckled. “Probably, but I’d get settled in if I were you, because we’re going to be riding this thing for a day or two.”

 

 

[spoiler=Chapter 34 preview]

 

Chapter 34 - Some People Live in Mansions, Some Mansions don’t let them

 

 

‘After leaving the Ultima, Creator took out his hentai magazines and began reading them while on board the Hyperion’ is not how this story goes, because not many people can relay what happened during his time on board the Hyperion, and the few that can are all too afraid or are incapable of retelling such a story. Creator himself had gone insane at the time, and as such, does not remember much, and thus, I am forced to speculate at what happened during his journey, but I can say with near certainty that it was not ‘After leaving the Ultima, Creator took out his hentai magazines and began reading them while on board the Hyperion’.

 

Meanwhile, inside the Ultima, the Fake Knights were nearing the end of their journey.

 

Deustodo chuckled. “Well, here we are. I must warn you, though, when I bought this mansion, the guy that sold it to me said it was haunted.”

 

El Make chuckled. “So what, if we run into a ghost of some sort, we just run like hell?”

 

Deustodo pushed a button. “Well unless you want to try and fistfight it, I’d suggest that.”

 

The ship hummed to a stop, and the door opened, revealing a large mansion. I cannot fully describe its baffling physical appearance, lest I leave you shedding tears for hours, and so I will only state that the small group of Fake Knights entered the mansion quietly and with great haste.

 

Dark Link hesitated at the front door. “Hey, are you sure it’s safe in here?”

 

Deustodo chuckled. “Probably not, but where else can we go that’s any safer? Remember, we’re fugitives from the government. Also remember that it’s because you guys failed.”

 

Dark Link sighed and went inside the mansion. The inside, I’m sorry to say, was just as depressing as the outside, and if you were to partake of any of the details, I’m sure you wouldn’t be able to sleep soundly again, but that is just my opinion, and, for all I know, you could have already been in a situation that has caused you never to sleep soundly again, such as poisoned coffee, or a herd of vicious schoolchildren, but unlike poisoned coffee, or a herd of vicious schoolchildren, the Fake Knights could not avoid the mansion.

 

I would love to tell you that the mansion was actually a much nicer place than it looked, and that the Fake Knights found a safe place from which to plot their next move, but then I’d be lying to you on two accounts, because the mansion was neither a happy place, nor was it safe, for as the knights got settled in, they could not sense that there was a horde of zombies approaching the mansion, and unless you have experience truly devastating events in your life, or are a zombie yourself, I cannot imagine why you would think a horde of zombies approaching a small group of people was a happy occasion.

 

Inside the mansion, Dokuro approached Deustodo. “Deus, I have a question. Where’s Wolfy?”

 

Deustodo pondered for a few seconds. “You mean that girl with brown hair and the dog ears? I left her back at the Ultima.”

 

Dokuro’s eyes widened. “You did what?”

 

Deustodo chuckled. “Calm down, you stinking cat, it’s just a joke. Although I think I should have left her there. She was just lying on her bed, doing nothing.”

 

Dokuro eyed Deustodo suspiciously. “You didn’t do anything to my Wolfy, did you?”

 

Deustodo sighed. “I’m tired of having to explain this. I don’t do that kind of human thing.”

 

 

El Make looked out his window, and saw the approaching mass of zombies. He sighed and headed out the door. He bumped into Dark Link on the way.

 

Dark Link looked around. “Hey, El Make, have you seen my sprites? One has green hair, and the other has long red hair.”

 

El Make shrugged. “Nope, haven’t seen them. I did see something weird, though. There was a wave of zombies headed over here.”

 

Dark Link sighed. “I guess I’ll ask someone else… I haven’t seen them since this morning. Wait, did you say you saw a wave of zombies coming this way?”

 

El Make nodded. “Yeah, and they’re probably immortal, so I’m leaving until they stop pestering us. I don’t know where, and I’m probably gonna run into more trouble, but at least I’ll be safer without those things around.”

 

Deustodo appeared next to them. “So, I hear you’re leaving because of the zombies coming this way, huh?”

 

Dark Link turned toward Deustodo. “Hey, have you seen my sprites? I’ve been looking for them…”

 

Deustodo chuckled. “They said something about finding nasty pictures of them in your computer and stormed off. Normally, I’d say this just to piss you off, but it’s what actually happened.”

 

Dark Link groaned. “Great… I was planning on selling those pictures. They were probably deleted, huh?”

 

Deustodo shook his head. “Well yes, I was the one who pointed out the small archive of pictures you have of them, but I saved it to a flash drive to use for some sort of blackmail when I need it.”

 

Dark Link took a deep breath and nodded. “Alright, I’m going to find my sprites and bring them back here... well, I wish you guys luck. I’ll rejoin the Fake Knights as soon as I can…”

 

Dark link walked off. El Make shrugged and followed him. Deustodo chuckled and went to relay the message to the remaining members. He passed two open room, in which sleep Chase and Dark Magician Girl. Neither of them had woken up since the battle of the Ultima. When Deustodo got to the main room, he noticed Dokuro sleeping on the couch. The next thing he noticed was Hollowblade walking toward him with a note.

 

Hollowblade handed Deustodo the note. “Hey, since you’re high general, I thought you should read this. Kailyn left it behind.”

 

Deustodo unfolded the slip of paper and began reading it. “I see… so she’s gone off to become stronger… she’s no fun, always too quiet. Also, we’re being attacked by a horde of zombies.”

 

Hollowblade chuckled nervously. “Zombies, you say? Well, I think I’d better hang back…”

 

Deustodo chuckled. “Don’t tell me you’re afraid of zombies? They’re so weak.”

 

Hollowblade took a step back. “Well, actually, I have to get stronger too. When that guy from the council beat me, Kailyn, and Yugioh Rulez, I felt weak. I need to become stronger. So, I’m going back to soul society…”

 

Hollowblade bid farewell to Deustodo and disappeared in a flash of light. Dokuro woke up by the sudden flash and rubbed her eyes. Suddenly, there was a cracking sound, and then sound of wood hitting the floor.

 

Dokuro stood up. “Hey, Deus, what’s happening?”

 

Deustodo chuckled. “Nothing much, why don’t you go down there and find out?”

 

Dokuro ran toward the main entrance, and when she got there, I’m sorry to say, she did not see ‘nothing much’, because, indeed, there was a lot. Marching through the front door were dozens of zombies, and outside, there were a hundred more. Dokuro let out a small gasp.

 

Deustodo appeared beside her and chuckled. “See, nothing much. Also, were the only two people here right now that can fight and aren’t in a coma, and madness doesn’t work on dead things, so you’ll have to fight them by yourself.”

 

Dokuro grinned. “So you’re saying the weakness to madness is zombies?”

 

Deustodo nodded. “Yes, I suppose you could say that, but zombies are about the only things that could be dead and fight at the same time… but…”

 

Deustodo appeared behind a zombie and tipped him over, making him fall. “They’re so weak I could just tip them over and laugh as they struggle to get back up.”

 

Deustodo pointed at the struggling zombie and began to laugh. Dokuro jumped up and slammed down on the zombies. She began to hit away the mass of zombies.

 

It is pointless for me to describe how Dokuro beat up on one zombie after another in rapid succession. It is utterly fruitless for me to portray Dokuro being surrounded by the ever-growing crowd of zombies. It is absolutely unnecessary for me to tell of the way the zombies managed to leave several dozen cuts and bruises throughout her body. It is preposterous to even think that I should convey Dokuro’s fear as the zombies managed to take her down, and were trying to consume her. I will say, however, that in all the while Dokuro was fighting Deustodo was drinking soda and eating popcorn.

 

 

 

[spoiler=Special Chapter 35!]

Special Chapter 35 - Creator’s New Year is Old News, Yet it’s as Perverted as Ever

 

 

My name is Daisuke Hidaka, and today, I’m starting my first day of high school!

 

I truly wish I could start this story with a line such as this, but, alas, that is not to be so. In fact, this story is so incredibly ruthless to a certain person that you may become a degenerate simply by reading it. Thus, I implore you to stray away from the link you have just clicked, and go read something less depressing. You have been warned.

 

Dokuro groaned. “Faster Cree-kun, go faster!”

 

A sweat drop slid down Creator’s forehead. “I’m going as fast as I can!”

 

Creator finally stopped. “There, all fixed. Try not to send the remote through the television again. It’s New Years, and I have to get ready for the party.”

 

Dokuro smiled. “No problem, Cree-kun. Thanks for fixing it for me.”

 

Creator sighed and hurried out of the room. When he exited the room, he bumped into Dark Magician Girl, who was holding a turkey on a platter. There happened to be a puddle of water in front of the door, and Creator slipped. Dark Magician Girl tripped on his leg and would have fallen flat on her face had she not extended her free hand to stop her fall. Creator, however, had not only to deal with watery substance, but with a teenage girl falling on him.

 

Creator sighed. “First I have to fix a television, now I have to change my suit, since it’s all wet… I’m so pissed off right now…”

 

Dark Magician Girl giggled. “Well, think of it this way, the turkey is safe, and it’s better to be pissed off than to be pissed on.”

 

“’Would you like me to piss on you, Cree-kun?’ is what she’s probably thinking, right?” asked Dark Link from the corner.

 

Dark Magician Girl turned to face Dark Link. “Dark Link, please don’t insert your own words into my thoughts like that… well, if Creator was a loli…”

 

Creator stood up. “Please don’t finish that sentence. I am not a loli, nor am I interested in knowing what you’d do to me if I was.”

 

Creator sighed and went to his room. “Great… now I have to change my shirt… I can’t welcome the new year like this…”

 

After a few minutes of selecting a new shirt, Creator walked out of his room, ready for the party that was but a half hour away. As he took the first step out of his room, Kailyn zipped past him, followed by Hollowblade. Creator turned his head to see what they were doing and noticed they seemed to be sparring. He shrugged and was about to finish preparing for the party when he looked down and noticed the gash on his shirt.

 

Creator sighed. “Great… time to change again…”

 

Now, you may wonder how much more misfortune can happen to a person, but, as I stated, this story is incredibly ruthless to a certain individual, and if you do not have the stomach to see such things as two tied up fairies, an unexpected kiss, and a tuxedo, I suggest you follow my previous advice and stray away from this link. It’s not too late.

 

After changing again, this time into a tuxedo, Creator peeked out of his room, and looked to both sides before coming out. He walked to the broom closet to check something out. When he opened the door, he saw Forest Sprite and Field Sprite tied up, naked, and on the ground, with tape over their mouths. Creator stood there for a second as his brain processed the information. He slowly walked away and closed the door.

 

Creator slowly turned. “… Dark Link, what the hell did you do here?”

 

Dark Link slowly nodded in approval as he appeared next to Creator and opened the door to see his two sprites, tied up and muffled. He slowly walked over to Field Sprite and ripped the tape off her mouth, making her yelp.

 

Field Sprite glared up at Dark Link. “Where were you?”

 

Dark Link scratched his head. “What are you talking about?”

 

Field Sprite tried wiggling out of the knot that held her hands together behind her back. “I mean, where were you when that man came here and tied us up?”

 

Dark Link turned to Creator. “Creator… you did this? What the hell, not even I would do this…”

 

Creator sighed. “It wasn’t me, when I came here they were already like that…”

 

Dark Link snapped his fingers. “Oh, I see, so you hired someone to do it for you, then you were going to take your sweet time playing with my sprites… I must admit, I’m impressed. You hid your lust for lolis pretty well until now.”

 

Dark Link was knocked aside by Creator, who began untying the sprites.

 

Field Sprite glared at Creator. “Were you the one that sent that man after us?”

 

Creator shook his head. “No, if anything, Dark Link got someone to do it for him. Now here, lean forward so I can untie this properly.”

 

As Creator began undoing the knot, Field Sprite winced.

 

Creator scratched his head. “These red marks are really deep. You must have been tied up for hours…”

 

Dark Magician Girl passed by the hallway, and her attention focused on Creator, who, by her point of view, was tying up a helpless, nude, sprite.

 

Dark Magician Girl leaned over to get closer to Creator. “Hey, you could have at least told me you were going to be doing something like this.”

 

Creator grinned uncomfortably. “No, this is a misunderstanding, you see, I was just untying her…”

 

Dark Magician Girl groaned. “Aw, so you already had your way with her? Darn it, I knew I should have thought of this first…”

 

If you’ve read up to this point in the chapter, which I can’t see why you possibly would, you know that Creator has terrible luck when it comes to not being misunderstood. You must also know that Dark Link and Dark Magician Girl are both somewhat on the perverted side. What I cannot express to you is how much I want you to stray away from this link before you read this last part, because it will probably mean the death of a writer most known for his ability to sneak out of hotel rooms that are being guarded by armed policemen.

 

Dark Link moved back to tell Creator something, but his elbow nudged Dark Magician Girl, who was still leaning over. She fell down on Creator, who moved his hands up to catch her, and two lips connected.

 

This far down the chapter, you must think, with Creator’s horrid luck, he kissed Dark Magician Girl in a scene of misunderstanding, but, as fate would have it, Creator’s hand was still gripping the knot that held Field Sprite’s arms together, and when he moved his arms up to stop Dark Magician Girl from falling on him, Field Sprite moved up with a yelp and her lips met Dark Magician Girl’s.

 

I did warn you that this part of the story contained a tuxedo and a kiss, and, if you did heed my warning, you must be enjoying life, not knowing the bizarre events that occurred during the last day of that year. If, of course, you did not heed my warning, and continued reading, though I cannot fathom any reason why you would ignore such a clear notice, then you must certainly be crying yourself to sleep or are in the process of plotting a method in which to entrap a certain writer in a way that he cannot escape his untimely demise.

 

Dark Link blushed at the sight of two girls, one nude, kissing. Creator blinked to see if he was just dreaming what had happened, and Dark Magician Girl closed her eyes, seemingly enjoying the split second the kiss lasted. Field Sprite fell back, her face a deep shade of red, and her eyes blank and dizzy.

 

You may choose think that this is where the confusions ceased to occur. You may go on believing that the misunderstanding was cleared up, and the sprites got untied and dressed, and they all went to the party, and had a wonderful time. You can go on with your life, though distraught by the events that just happened, and imagine that the eventful day had come to an end. In fact, you may go soundly to sleep, pretending that the New Year’s Day of the Fake Knights had never occurred. Of course, you would be sadly mistaken on all accounts, for as soon as they all stepped outside, there was a blast, and not a blast as in when you have a blast at a party, but a literal blast, that tore off the clothing off of only the girls in the area, because Dark Link was wearing a ninja robe, and Creator was wearing a tuxedo, and, as far as my research can tell me, the two hardest clothing materials on earth are found on either ninja robes or tuxedos.

 

 

[spoiler=Chapter 36]

Chapter 36 - Zombies, like Toddlers, aren’t very Pleasant to be Around

 

 

 

A boy, who appeared to be thirteen or so, and had dark green hair, chuckled while standing on top of a cliff. “He’s here… I can sense it…”

 

He ran down the cliff and jumped up, landing near the crowd of zombies surrounding the mansion. He gazed at mansion and grinned. He jumped up and sent a blast of energy at the zombies. It exploded on contact, clearing a path toward the mansion. The boy ran toward the mansion and peered inside it. Dokuro was there being overtaken by a horde of zombies. The boy sighed and blasted the nearby zombies.

 

Deustodo groaned. “Aw, you ended my fun. Who are you?”

 

The kid looked up at the black shape with glowing red eyes. “I’m Gefhx, and I sensed that Chase was here, so I came looking for him. Now all I find are zombies, a girl being ganged up on by zombies, and… well, I don’t really know what you are, but you’re not helping…”

 

Deustodo chuckled. “There’s a reason I’m not helping. It’s more fun to watch that cat being surrounded and attacked. Also, Chase is inside, but he’s been unconscious for awhile.”

 

Gefhx nodded. “I see, well then, I’ll just finish these guys off with my Holon Energy, and then I’ll go wake him up.”

 

Gefhx blasted a row of zombies away, and began to bombard more of them. The zombies, once blasted, did not get up again. My research on Holon energy, though not nearly as extensive as my research on vampire powers, along with their strength and weaknesses, has shown me that zombies are highly allergic to such energy, and are brought back to the soil from whence they rose when hit with it.

 

At this point in the story, I must pause to tell you of a tale you’ve probably heard dozens of times when you were a small child, or were forced to hear due to the several businessmen trying to break down your door. This certain tale is called ‘The Sleeping Beauty’, in which a young girl is put under a spell, and a prince comes and kisses her, and they become married. The moral of ‘The Sleeping Beauty’ is obviously to get married to whoever wakes you up with a kiss. You can see why this moral is flawed in many ways. For one, people who wake you up with a kiss may already be married to you, or may be trying to deposit medicine into your mouth without arousing the suspicion of the nearby butler, who just happens to be holding a machine gun. The reason I refer to this story is because what happened in the mansion was somewhat like what happened in sleeping beauty, for the sole reason that a certain person was woken up from deep sleep.

 

A certain individual, now back from his mad trip on board the Hyperion, had sneaked onto Dark Magician Girl’s room during the zombie invention and had attempted to wake her up with a kiss.

 

I’m afraid to say that something as simple as this was not what happened, because what happened was far less pleasing to behold, and had nothing with a young boy satisfying his urges, or with sneaking on board a cruise ship in order to learn a certain secret about a certain group of people.

 

Once Gefhx was done with the zombies, he moved toward the stairs and into Chase’s room. He touched Chase on the stomach with an open palm, and a blast of Holon energy washed over him. A few seconds afterward, Chase slowly opened his eyes.

 

Chase rubbed his eyes as he looked around. “Huh, is that you Gefhx? What are you doing here?”

 

Gefhx chuckled. “I came to join the Fake Type Knights, but it’s hard to believe you’d gotten yourself knocked into a coma.”

 

Chase sighed. “I can’t believe it either… but that Rinne… she was powerful…”

 

Dark Magician Girl’s room just happened to be right under the kitchen, in which Deustodo had left cookies, tacos, and Gir. Gir, I’m sorry to say, was eating the tacos and cookies right next to the hole in the floor, which was inconveniently right over Dark Magician Girl. Some cookie crumbs fell from the cookie platter, through the hole, and into Dark Magician Girl’s open mouth.

 

Dark magician Girl blinked a few times before fully regaining consciousness. She sat up on her bed and sleepily chewed on the cookie crumbs that were inside her mouth. When she swallowed, her eyes shot open, and her pupils turned bright red.

 

Dark Magician Girl laughed. “I feel… mad…”

 

Dark Magician Girl, still cackling, burst trough several rooms until she found the room Chase was in.

 

Chase scratched his head. “Hey, Dark Magician Girl, what do you want?”

 

Dark Magician Girl chuckled and tossed a ball of Hellfire at Chase.

 

Chase dodged the explosion, wide-eyed. “Hey, what the hell was that for?”

 

Dark Magician Girl tossed another hellfire ball at Chase. “Come on, I want to play for a little while!”

 

A scythe appeared in midair, and Chase caught it. “Fine, if you want a fight, I’ll give you one, but let’s fight outside, so we don’t destroy this mansion, how’s that sound?”

 

Dark Magician Girl burst out laughing and punched Chase in the stomach, sending him flying through the walls, and finally landing outside.

 

Dark Magician Girl appeared behind him. “It’s time to play…”

 

 

[spoiler=Chapter 37]

Chapter 37 - And You Were Expecting a Big Fight

 

 

If you have read up to this point in this certain story, although I cannot comprehend any cause you’d have for doing so, then you surely know that the two super vampires in the vicinity were about to exchange blows. Unless you were there that day to watch, and nothing in my research indicated you were, unless you are either made of madness or control Holon energy, because Deustodo and Gefhx were the only ones there to witness the event, as a certain girl was sleeping from fighting zombies and a certain person with beige hair was nowhere to be seen at that time. This was a very destructive battle indeed. So destructive, in fact, that I weep for hours even as I try to type these words with a typewriter I had to borrow from an associate of mine as I was sneaked out of a military base that was kept under constant surveillance. Thus, I will tell you of a different, much less gruesome, story called ‘Little Red Riding Hood’. As you may know, Little Red Riding Hood is likely to be one of the most unintelligent or blind story book character in existence, closely matched by Goldilocks. Little Red Riding Hood managed to mistake a wolf for her grandmother, and not only that, only when the wolf attack her, did she realize it was a wolf. That is the story of one of the dullest characters in one of the dullest tales on dull paperback, and if you read it, it will probably dull your senses. Since the story of Little Red Riding Hood did not last nearly as long as the fight between the two vampires, and to possibly delay a certain individual’s execution, I must write down what happened during that gruesome battle. Fortunately, Little Red Riding Hood spared you from a big part of the dreadful clash.

 

Chase clutched his bloody stomach, panting. “Well, that hurt… I guess I’d better hurry up and end this…”

 

Dark Magician Girl chuckled, her eyes still red. She raised her hands and lightning began building around them. A red moon was in the sky, and she formed the lightning, which was now a mix of several swirling colors, into a sphere. Chase grimaced and raised his scythe, which became imbued with flowing red energy. The scythe vanished, and a ball of energy bigger than himself appeared in Chase’s hand. Dark Magician Girl burst into laughter as she tossed the sphere at Chase, who fired his ball of energy at her. The two spheres, which were similar in size, clashed and created an explosion. The smoke cleared, and Dark Magician Girl was left standing, with Chase lying on the ground, unconscious. Dark Magician Girl gave another cackle and fell over.

 

Some writers try to confuse skimmers, with sentences that make no sense whatsoever to the plotline. The mafia boss got up and fired at Gary, who used his own son as a shield. The reason writers do this is to ward off skimmers, and to prevent skimming. The sole purpose for me telling you this is that if you have skimmed throughout this story, and have come across such odd sentences, then it is clear to me that you have no idea what is happening. Thus, I am forced to tell you that, while the two vampires indeed clashed in a catastrophic manner, and the depressing result was indeed a tie, what happened the next day was far more catastrophic and depressing.

 

 

[spoiler=Chapter 38]

Chapter 38 - A Serving of Chibi Pizza

 

 

Dark Link and El Make stood at the edge of a busy town. There were people of all sorts moving around, but these were no ordinary people. They were all very short in stature and had huge heads. They’re eyes were shiny, and also abnormally large.

 

Dark Link looked back. “Hey, why are you following me?”

 

El Make shrugged. “There’s nowhere else to go, so I thought, why not follow you?”

 

Dark Link sighed. “Look, we’re fugitives from the government, which means we’ll be wearing disguises from now on. A transformation jutsu will take too much chakra to perform, but I’ve been working on a jutsu that might work here.”

 

El Make nodded. “Sure, go ahead.”

 

Dark Link wove together a string of hand signs. “Chibi jutsu!”

 

Dark Link and El Make were surrounded by an explosion of smoke. When it cleared, they were standing there, but they were much shorter, and had tremendously large eyes and heads. Dark Link was wearing a black cloak, and cat ears were popping out of his head. His hair was fuzzy. El Make was wearing a white cloak, and his golden hair had turned brown.

 

El Make looked at his shrunken body with surprise. “What did you do? Also, why do you have cat ears?”

 

Dark Link began walking toward the town. “A side effect of the jutsu… we won’t be recognized like this, so we should try to train here. We’ll be stuck in these forms for a month anyway.”

 

El Make shrugged and followed him. “They’re probably going to recognize us anyway, but, sure.”

 

When they got to town, they noticed that there were wanted posters of all the fake knights, and they were dead or alive posters. Dark Link sighed and headed toward a castle that was nearby. When he and El Make got to the doors of the castle, they saw that it was bigger than it had first appeared, and the huge wooden doorway was unlocked. Dark Link reached up for the doorknob, and with his small stature and miniscule arms, could not reach them.

 

Dark Link jumped up and clung to the doorknob while wiggling his little legs back and forth. “Quick, El Make, pull me back, my feet don’t touch the ground!”

 

El Make grabbed hold of Dark Link’s wiggly feet and pulled. The wooden door opened with a drawn-out creak. The inside of the castle was enormous. They walked further inside into a door in the far side of the room that led to another large room, though not as large as the first one. Dark Link gasped as he saw a huge throne in the far side of the room. He ran toward and tried to sit on it, but only managed to hang on to the seat.

 

Dark Link wiggled his legs again. “El Make… a little help would be nice right now…”

 

El Make sighed and helped Dark Link into the chair. Dark Link sat on the chair and sighed happily. A few second later he jumped off the chair and went looking for anyone who happened to be there. He happened upon an old portrait, which he was about to touch, when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned to see a boy running at him. The stranger swung at Dark Link, who ducked and jumped back. Dark Link looked to see that the stranger held the customary appearance of the locals. He was wearing a feathered cloak, and he held a black feather in one hand. He swung at Dark Link with the feather again.

 

Dark Link jumped back and scratched his head. “Hey, why are you attacking me? Who are you?”

 

The boy chuckled. “Some call me a stray dove who fights for justice…”

 

The boy shot his feather at Dark Link. Dark Link grabbed his sword and slashed at the feather. Not only did the sword not cut the feather, but the feather actually pushed the sword away and hit Dark Link in the arm.

 

El Make came from behind and whacked the boy with a rather large pot that seemed too big for his small limbs to hold. The boy fell to the floor with a small thump befitting his physique.

 

El Make tossed the pot away. “Well, that was taken care of but… I wonder who he was…”

 

Dark Link shook his head. “I don’t know, but… he attacked me for a reason. I just don’t know what that reason is…”

 

Before another word could be uttered, the front entrance swung open and a dozen armed knights, all sharing the diminutive stature everyone seemed to have in that town.

 

The lead knight slammed his foot down. “By orders from the Darkness Knight’s price, we’ve come searching for the one who goes by the name of Stray Dove, and if you peasants know where he is, then reveal his whereabouts or be slain where you stand.

 

Dark Link cracked his knuckles. “Hey, I don’t think I like the way that guy called us peasants… how about we let them have it?”

 

El make nodded. “Sounds fun…”

 

The two of them jumped into the squadron of Darkness Knights and began pounding away at them. After a few seconds, they stood there and the Darkness Knights were all knocked out.

 

Dark Link rubbed his knuckles. “Well, and I was expecting a big fight…”

 

Somewhere a ways off, in a certain castle, a girl with short purple hair chuckled. “So he’s come here at last…”

 

 

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Foi na merda desse capitulo 30, não pense em dar uma de inocente não, ao meu ver, você está apenas estragando a sua historia. Depois de uma batalha, depois da queda do ultima, você aparece do meio do nada com um concurso de popularidade?! *Corta cabeça de Field Sprite Fora* Pronto, agora estou com menos raiva.

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Deustodo don't blame the sprite, cut off DL's head.

 

To answer your question DL I'm on chapter 120 but I read that chapter yester day at 105 or something like that. And Framing me is bad enough to get you killed, had you actually made me apart of it I would have done far worse than kill you.

 

I would have locked you in a room with Loli magazines on the otherside of the door that you can't get too. I'd leave you in there forever supplying you with food and water from the window so you can't reach the magazine.

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hey, I found it funny.

 

I like perverted comedy.

 

Plus, if it wasn't comedy at the expense of the sprites, then they woudn't have left, which would have killed my idea.

 

The 4th wall will be broken again, though.

 

I ask again, how is my sig wrong?

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