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Dark Force Destructor: Grand Finale
By Dac
Chapter 26
Ice has finally rid the Internet of the evil Dark Force Destructor! But though they thought they won the war, there is still one more battle to be fought! Getting bloody repetitive, ain’t it! Yes, even after the vanquishing of the dreaded Dark Force Destructor, a.k.a. old buddy Dilo-Dude, another fighter has risen to fight the Ice! No matter how many times you knock these guys down, they always manage to stand back up again! You’d have thought they’d have learnt by now not to stand back up, but no, the stubborn bastards won’t stop! Being buried under rubble wasn’t enough for this particular one, and now the worn-out Icebreaker has to contend with a battered but determined Captain Dac!
24 November 2001
Madblast Tower
2.13.56 p.m.
Dac gave a yell of rage and raised his sword. The blade suddenly glowed red, and he slashed at the air. A long, flat, red beam, which looked like a blade, fired from the sword, and was headed right for Ice.
“ICE!” yelled CarnaRaptor.
“AAH!”
Carna knocked Ice to the side, when the beam hit him…and went right through him!
“CARNA!”
The blade beam sliced Carna neatly from the left shoulder to the right hip. His torso fell off.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
Everyone dropped to Carna’s side. He was dead.
“DAC, YOU MONSTER!”
“Gee, I thought you were dead and buried. Your funeral was supposedly over,” growled Ice.
“Sorry to disappoint you, but I’m too much of a stubborn bastard to give up now.”
“You’re forgiven, now either leave and finish your reign of terror or die now!”
“I choose neither.”
“Your problem.”
“Your demise. Here.”
He tossed something to Ice. Ice caught it in surprise. It was another sword.
“Tradition, Torbie. Duel to the death. A lot of historical disputes were settled this way. Our own ancestors, slashing and stabbing. Even a memory wiped Marjinner like yourself knows how to sword fight. We are born with it.”
“Really.”
“Yes. Seeing as we are the last two Marjinners and you have turned to evil (“Hypocrite!” scoffed Evilgrinch) we must end with a sword duel. Prepare yourself.”
“I’m prepared. I just beat the crap out of the Destructor, so I’m ready for you. You spent too much time under rubble dwelling on being demoted from a General.”
That threw Dac for a moment.
“WHAT?!! HOW DO YOU…”
But he managed to maintain his composure.
“So, he told, did he? Oh, well, he’s out of the way now. I’m next in line for his job.”
“My ass! If I tell you who he really was you’ll lose your sanity if there’s any left.”
“Try me.”
“It was Dilo-Dude.”
The others nodded vigorously. Dac leaned forward, his eyes bulging and his hair standing on end. Just like they’d guessed, he’d appeared to have become deranged in a matter of seconds. But, unfortunately, it didn’t last for long.
“I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. It all makes sense, I guess. All of it. We should have seen it sooner. I knew there was something wrong with the whole upset. We should have killed him when we had the chance, just like we never should have sent you on that god-forsaken mission where you lost your marbles. Bah.”
“See, you lost to him. You really are a fool.”
“Watch your tongue, or you might let the cat get it.”
“Pathetic one-liner.”
“It was all I could think of right now. I’m more focused on carving you up like that steak I had last night.”
“Famous last words.”
Both of them launched themselves into the air. They were about 50 feet apart when Dac raised his sword again.
“HYPER BLADE BLAST!” he roared, and the blade glowed yellow. Instinct told Ice what to do.
“DEATH DUEL BEAM!” he snarled, and his blade glowed red. Both fired their shots and the two beams collided. Although they had enough power to slice through mountaintops, they could not get past each other. Force of mind required Ice and Dac not to attack, but to defend. Tense minutes passed, on which the humans were on edge to see who would win. They were sorely at a loss, however, when the beams retracted into the blades. Dac shot forward.
“COME AND GET ME!” he roared.
He flew up to Ice and made savage slashing attacks, and the occasional stab. The captain relentlessly attacked Ice anywhere he can, but neither let their guard down for a second. Ice blocked and parried, parried and blocked, Dac slashed and stabbed, stabbed and slashed, and both Marjinners were wearing down. Ice was definitely the stronger, but he had fought more battles during the day and was weakened. On the other hand, Dac had been buried and that couldn’t have been good (for him, anyway. The humans couldn’t really give a fuck). Neither had the energy to fly anymore, so they fought on the rooftop, and the others had to move endlessly around to avoid a botched haircut. Dac made a slash at Ice’s neck, and Ice barely managed to duck, and attempted to stab the captain in the stomach. Dac knocked the stab away, and both resumed the attacks. Dac was losing but would not give up. The Destructor may have been the strongest Marjinner, but Dac was easily the most stubborn and determined. Perhaps dwelling on losing his rank had forced him to go over the limit. But whatever went on inside that skull showed in his skills. Dac was indeed a good sword fighter. Finally, the captain’s attacks ceased, and Ice fought back, harder and faster then Dac had been. He seemed to have been intensified, and his power was back with a vengeance. Dac still maintained his vigilance, but unless he called upon a new source of energy, he was clearly down to lose.
“EAT THIS!” snarled Ice as he stabbed frequently.
“Nah, I’d rather watch you eat it,” growled Dac, and he made another stab at Ice’s face. Ice knocked it away, and delivered a mighty punch into Dac’s gut. Dac sank, wheezing, to his knees. Ice booted him in the face and he tumbled off the edge of the tower.
“Oh, god.”
Ice jolted. That was the second last one! Something tickled in the back of his head, but he wasn’t sure what it was. He had more important things on his mind. He had just killed the only other Marjinner. That meant…
“My god. I truly am the last one!”
But then a sneering voice came from over the edge.
“As long as I’m here, you’re not!”
Evilgrinch looked over.
“Christ, don’t you ever die?”
“Oh, let me guess,” said Ice as he walked over. Dac was clinging to the edge of the tower.
“Why won’t you die?”
“I dunno, I guess I’m just persistent. It’s not your business anyway.”
“Why don’t you fly up?”
“Because I’m out of energy.”
“Really.”
“If I had any energy left I already would have joined you, bonehead. That, and the fact that we’d have used aerial attacks during our fight as well. When you lost your memories, did you lose your intelligence, too? ‘Cause that’s what it seems like.”
“Dac, you don’t have to do it.”
Everyone looked at Ice. Dac’s sneering stare evaporated. He arched one eyebrow and cocked his head.
“What do you mean?”
“You can shed your evil ways, and become one of us.”
“Pardon me, but how?”
“Look at me. I’m the living proof that it can happen!”
“I don’t fancy losing my memory.”
“You don’t have to. I’m sick of the killing. I look at the good things in life, but you all look at the dark things. It polluted your goodness. You can plan your future. It’s not too late.”
Dac absorbed this, and was hanging silently for a few minutes. Then he spoke up again.
“My goodness? Did I have any?”
“You seemed OK in your younger years.”
Dac let out a derisive snort.
“That was an act, just like your little buddy Dilo-Dude. Don’t you get it? We were scattered, only gradually regrouping. If any of us revealed our true colours we’d have been decimated! You humans can’t even tolerate each other, how the hell would you have taken to your age old enemies?”
Ice thought that over.
“You’ve got me there. But think! With our help, you could become good! Leave the killing behind, just settle down, enjoy the quiet life. No more threats. You may become accepted, eventually! Come on, we can help!”
He looked at the others. They were looking at him with arched eyebrows. Dac, meanwhile, rolled his eyes, but then slowly thought it over.
“Hmm…maybe you’re right, I can see it. I’ve got my future planned out. There’s only one more life I intend to take.”
“You better not. Tell us who it is and we can prevent it.”
In answer, Dac raised his other hand. A glowing ball appeared.
“Dac, no.”
“Yes. Au revoir!”
And he blew himself through the stomach!
“NO!”
Dac’s eyes popped wide. A dull grin spread across his face. The hole in his stomach smoked slightly. His grip on the tower edge released, and he fell. Everyone watched him fall.
”He…committed…suicide…”
“Why…”
Evilgrinch spoke up.
“Well, he kept his promise. He planned his future out and only took one more life.”
Everyone looked at him, then at Ice.
“Let’s find the others. I want this tower burned down, and then everyone can go home.”
Silently, the group went down the lift tube. As they went down, Ice mulled things over in his head. Dac was dead. Sharkey was dead. Dilo-Dude was dead. Matrix was dead. He was the last Marjinner alive. That annoying tickling feeling that he had overlooked something was still in his head, that he had missed something completely, but he could not recall it. All he could recall, as his friends lay explosives in the foundations of the tower, was that a part of him had died. All he could recall as the tower exploded and fell down was that he had lost the chance for another to join him, for at least one more Marjinner to kill no more. But maybe Dac was right. Maybe he couldn’t ever go over the line. But with practice he may have been able to. All Ice knew for certain about Dac was that he had listened to Ice’s words. Maybe that stood for something. But even if Dac had crossed over, he recalled a saying of Evilgrinch’s: “Evil never dies.”
6/13/2003 8:18:07 PM
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