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Chapter 22: Time to Wake Up
::Camera flashes back to the internal battle of Spectre vs. Spectre::
“I think its time for a new king…time for a new king…new king…king…king…king” Those words rip through my head and slowly begin to fade off. ::Blackness engulfs me, I can’t see anything, but I can feel something like a floor, a metallic floor::
“I’m in a room?” “How can this be?” ::The walls seem to stretch out into forever, everything is pure white:: “So, ya finally decided to wake up” a deep grumbling voice says behind me. ::The camera pans out to show a figure standing in polka dot pants wielding a machete behind me:: “Needles Kane?” “Aren’t you the driver of Sweet Tooth?” I stammer, “Wha-What are you doing here…Actually where are we?”
::“Needles Kane?” “Who the hell is that?” He says while lifting his machete above his head “I’m just someone who came here looking to kill you!” He yells as he swings his machete around trying to cut me in half. ( This is just getting better and better all the time) I think to myself (Another machete!) I grab it and immediately stop Needles swing.
::“What’s with that dumb look on your face?” He says “So what, you stopped my one handed swing with both of your hands, but..::I begin gasping for breath as Needles left hand has a death grip around my neck:: “You left yourself wide open.” He says as he throws me to the ground.:: ::I pick up the machete again and back up. “You don’t have any reason to fight me, why are you doing this?”
::Needles pauses. “A reason?” “Did I say that I needed a reason to kill.” “I’m not sure what you think is going on here, maybe you are fighting to gain something back, or to right a wrong…or maybe you have no clue why you’re even fighting to begin with, but I do know one thing… ::He pauses again, points his machete toward me:: … The fact that you are in this place along with me means that somehow, somewhere along the way both of us turned out to be the same type of person.” He continues “I can see you, and I was once there in your shoes…one day you will be exactly where I am now..” ::He tightens his grip on his machete:: “It’s the where we end up part that has me intrigued so to speak!” ::He yells as he lunges at me swinging his machete. The sound of metal echoes throughout the room as the two machete collide over and over again. Needles tries another overhead swing but misses (Too slow) I think as I make a horizontal cut, the machete cuts into Needle’s stomach. (No blood?! How can this be) my mind begins to race. ::Unaffected by the attack Needles turns around and begins to swing again and again (This must all be in my head) I think as I continue to dodge all of his incoming attacks. (this is going to be risky, but I have to try it) I drop my machete as Needles takes a step in to deliver a killing blow::
::CLANK!:: ( I knew it):: “How can this be?!!” Needles yells :: The Camera rotates around both of us showing that I stopped Needles’s blade with my bare hand:: “Impossible!” he yells. “Sorry” I reply back “This is my world and you are an unwelcome guest. ::In a single motion I rip Needles’s mask off, there’s a black whole where a face should be. Needles’s skin begins to break down and dissipate. “Now then, shall we continue this?” I say out loud. ::In a flash I’m sitting back behind the wheel of Spectre, staring at rather bewildered demon behind the wheel of a black Spectre. “HOW ARE YOU STILL ALIVE?” WHY ARE YOU SO GODDAMN PERSISTANT? DON’T YOU GET IT, EVERYTHING WILL BE FINE IF YOU JUST LEAVE IT T-” the demon begins to scream “Shut up” I say as I watch 20 ghost missiles rain down on the car in front of me.
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