Tuesday, February 22, 2005

I couldnt help it
Apollion
Phase 10
It was all a Dream





The darkening horizon had already made its presence over the skies, as Zero and Malkav found themselves facing each other. A cool breeze blew in Zero’s direction, making Malkav’s hair and coat blow forward. The grassy plain made a safe platform for the two rivals. Malkav reached into his coat, and he drew his .454. He then threw it onto the ground with a grin on his face.
“My power has gone far beyond mechanic projectile weapons,” Malkav said, staring at Zero. Zero drew his chrome Berettas, and did the same.
“Fine, we won’t use projectile weapons,” Zero said.
“Ready to see a true immortal’s power?” Malkav asked, holding a metal pole in his hand.
“Let me show you,” Zero smirked, snatching his shirt off. His dark green hair slowly transcended into a black color, and his light green eyes were now glowing red. The scars were now protruding his chest and arms.
“Cocky, aren’t we?” Malkav said, with the pole extending, and a large blade coming out of on end. The other end had become some what of a diamond handle along with the middle that was in Malkav’s grasp. Zero calmly extended his hand in a cup shape that look like he was telling Malkav to bring it. Actually he was borrowing the soil’s nutrients to gather enough energy to battle Malkav. The tall grass surrounding them began to turn yellow while the scars began to vibrate on Zero’s body. Malkav launched forward, drawing the scythe back. A shield of leaves shot up like a geyser, blocking Malkav’s attack. Zero reappeared behind him, and bashed him in the face with his fist. Malkav smashed into the ground, and hopped back up. He slung the scythe, and it came at Zero in a circling pattern. Zero caught the scythe by the middle right before charging at Malkav, who drew the Asura.
“You brought this on yourself,” Malkav said, and the Asura began to drip with blood. The scythe became the metal pole it started out as, and was cut right down the middle when it faced the blade of the Asura. When Zero landed, he ducked as the Asura flew over his head. Malkav brought it back in Zero’s direction this time cutting him across his chest. Zero screamed as another scar burned onto his torso. The Asura went from a katana to a rather large sword, lavished with diamonds clearer than spring water and symbolic blue stars near the golden handle. Zero backed away covering his chest like an embarrassed stripper. He coughed up a large amount of blood. When the blood touched the dead earth below, grass began to come up from the barren ground. Malkav ran towards Zero, ready to finish Zero off. The leaves flew up again, and Zero launched through them, clotheslining Malkav hard enough to behead him. The Asura fell to the ground after to taking its normal form along with Malkav’s body. The head had long since hit the ground with the tongue hanging out and eyes wide open. Zero, fell to his knees, and dug his arms into the earth. Slits in his arms opened and blood flowed into the surface. The yellow grass became green and strong once again. Zero replenished the land to pay his debt for using the nutrients of the soil. He soon vanished, as his weak body fell to the ground.

The tall advocate in a black trench coat arrived shortly after with his yellow eyes peering at Malkav’s head.
“Daddy, no!” he screamed in sarcasm.
“Shut up, you fucking scum,” the head spoke.
“Looks like you got your ass handed to you,” Drakus said with a wide smile.
“He was stronger than I thought,” Malkav said, as Drakus dragged Malkav’s body to him.
“I will destroy him for you,” Drakus insisted, still grinning sadistically.
“No, I want you to destroy Bingo. I have a score to settle with Zero, and next time he will get every inch of my power.
“Fine,” Drakus said as Malkav’s head reattached to its body.

The tall redheaded woman who once had black hair by the name of Garnett knocked at the door of Ana’s apartment. Luminae answered the door with a look of disgust to see the crimson eyed woman draped in a black tanktop with a leather mini skirt and knee high latex boots.
“Who the hell are you, and what the fuck do you want?” Luminae asked, still pissed from the earlier events.
“I have come to see Vicious,” Garnett said, letting herself in.
“Well, he is kinda in a coma right now,” Ana said, overhearing what Garnett said. Vicious lay motionless on the couch with his head resting in Ana’s lap. Garnett knelt down, and licked Vicious 2’s cheek.
“What business do you have with Vicious anyway?” Pimp asked.
“Can’t I be worried about my husband?” Garnett said, rubbing at Vicious 2’s chest. Ana stared at her jealously, sniffling lightly.
“No need to cry, Ana he didn’t marry this braud,” Luminae said. Ana became slightly angry at this woman barging into her home, and messing with her potential lover.
“I would really like it if you would leave, ma’am,” Ana said, politely.
“You heard what she said,” Luminae said, shortly after the sound of her glock was cocked.
“Yeah, ho bags, get moving,” Pimp said. Garnett got up angrily, drawing the katana hanging at her waist. The door flew open, and the samurai woman walked in calmly with a wide smile on her face.
“Hihi, I’m back!” Selena said. She cocked her head to the side when she saw Garnett, then she recognized the scent.
“What the fuck is she doing here?” Selena asked, snorting at Garnett.
“Selena,” Garnett growled.

In the mist of all of this quarreling, Vicious 2 found himself lying in a puddle of his own thoughts, trapped in his own body. He awakened to a room of darkness. He could see the clouds above him, and he wondered what was keeping him unconscious. That answer arrived immediately, and there it was right in his face. Vicious.
“I see you had a hard day, my child,” Vicious said, bending down towards his son who sat on the ground staring up.
“You bet your ass, pops,” Vicious 2 replied, and got up.
“Of course you know why you are in a coma,” Vicious stated, while pacing slowly around the darkened area.
“The second test,” Vicious 2 answered.
“Exactly,” Vicious said.
“Why does it have to be inside of my head?” Vicious 2 asked.
“I have seen your physical ability, now I want to see if your mind is strong enough to face me,” Vicious replied, smirking.
“I am ready,” Vicious 2 said, putting his fists up.
“Ready to die, son?” Vicious asked, his eyes turning light green, and his uniform taking the form of Vicious 2’s all black attire.
“What?”
“Time to face yourself,” Vicious said, now a mirror image of his son. Vicious 2 threw swift a jab and missed as Vicious turned to the side. Vicious grabbed his son’s arm, and kicked him in the face. He kept his tight grip on Vicious 2’s arm, and punched him unmercifully until Vicious 2 moved his head to the side to dodge his fist. He then lifted Vicious, and they both fell to the ground forcefully. Vicious 2 was the first to get up. He saw his father holding his katana in his palm. Vicious 2 bent over backward to miss the sword, and managed a handspring backflip. He continued doing so and finally ended with a James Brown split. The sword came down at him, and he turned over on his back as it smacked against the surface. Vicious 2 then rolled back, and kicked Vicious in the chin with both his feet before hopping to his feet. He ducked he sword yet again when it came over his head. Vicious had become a mad man, but Vicious 2 kicked the sword out of his hand. Vicious kicked him in the stomach, and he noticed that his gun was on him. Vicious 2 grabbed Vicious’ foot, and gave him the hardest uppercut he could muster. By the time he got up, Vicious 2 had his chrome Desert Eagle right in his face, ready to explode. And that it did; Vicious 2 pulled the trigger over and over again until the clip was empty. When the smoke cleared, Vicious was standing there with no bullet wounds in sight.
“You won’t defeat with weapons this time, you have to look inside of yourself,” Vicious said, grabbing Vicious 2 by his neck. Vicious 2 was shocked and could not move. He felt the fear he once had of his father once again. Vicious punched Vicious 2 senseless continuously. Vicious 2’s face became swollen with blood caking up all over his countenance.
“You have to look into yourself, before I kill you!” Vicious said.
“Look inside myself, I am inside myself,” Vicious 2 said, before he was punched again.
“You have to know who you are,” Vicious said. Vicious 2 closed his eyes, trying to block out the punches, and he saw a blonde woman. Her eyes were fading and her she was whispering something repeatedly. It became clearer with every punch, until Vicious 2 could make out her sentence. He caught Vicious 2’s fist, and squeezed like a vice grip. Vicious gritted his teeth as Vicious 2 kneed him in the chest before vanishing over to the sword.
“It was all a dream,” Vicious 2 said. He grabbed his katana, and looked to Vicious charging at him.
“You are not real!” Vicious 2 screamed.

When he lacerated with the katana, he awakened. The first thing he saw was Ana’s big blue eyes.
“Julius,” Ana said, waiting for his approval. Vicious 2 smirked, and reached up to rub her face not noticing that WWIII was about to take place in the apartment.
“Vicious, you’re awake,” Garnett grabbed him by his shirt collar and pulled him up.
“Garnett, what are you doing here?” Vicious 2 asked.
“That’s all you have to say to your wife?” Garnett asked, sitting him down on the couch. She then sat in his lap.
“I would have more to say if my wife were here,” Vicious 2 said, picking her up and getting up. He put her down when he saw Selena standing in the doorway.
“Hey, stranger,” Vicious said, walking over to her.
“Vici, what happened to you?” Selena asked her face full of worry.
“Nothing, it was just a little…fall,” Vicious 2 said.
“Vicious, I have something to tell you,” Garnett said, demanding his attention.
“What do you want, I told you not to come here,” Vicious 2 said.
“I came to give you your sword back, and to tell you that you have a daughter,” Garnett explained, handing him his katana back.
“Thanks, and I already know about my daughter, I found her a few weeks ago,” Vicious 2 said with gratitude.
“What are you talking about?
“Cindy; I found her already, you don’t have to search for her anymore,” Vicious 2 said, hopping back on the couch and putting his arm around Ana.
“Vicious, I had a baby,” Garnett explained.
“Oh, hell, not another kid; are you sure it’s mine?” Vicious 2 asked.
“Yes she is yours, her left eye is the same color as yours,” Garnett explained, taking a seat on the other side of Vicious 2.
“I can’t deal with another kid. You told me you couldn’t have children,” Vicious 2 said.
“Well, I guess I can,” Garnett said.
“Just tell her that Malkav is her father, he is the one you are married to,” Vicious 2 said, scooting over closer to Ana.
“I certainly won’t. You will have to take responsibility,” she said. Vicious 2 looked at Ana, and she nodded her head with tears in her eyes. Vicious 2 wiped her tears away.
“Fine, but you have to promise to leave Ana alone,” Vicious 2 said.
“Sure, now come on, it’s time for you to meet your daughter,” Garnett stated. Vicious 2 got up with a heavy sigh. Garnett grabbed his hand and entered a dimension gate.

The black hole opened, and Vicious 2 and Garnett walked out of it. They ended up in the park, and Garnett pointed to a tree about 50 meters away from them. The morning hours had lightened the day without the sun. The skies were gray and the grass was tall, lush, and green. A little girl dressed in a black dressed trimmed in white, stood under the shade of the tree. Her black hair nearly reached her ankles. The girl was no more than 3’0 tall about three or four years old.
“Wow, you sure are parent of the year. Leaving your toddler alone in the park; fucking great. The girl vanishes before them. Garnett frowned at Vicious 2, and gave her child a warm smile.
“Temari, I have someone special who wants to meet you. The little girl looked at blankly with her one eye light green and the other crimson. She tugged at Vicious 2’s pants leg while looking up at him.
“Are you my daddy?”


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