h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

*Mystrunner drifts backwards through an opened rift, and reappears behind Yo, bearing down upon his exposed back.*

*Ice's voice flows thick and rich like the blood he loves so much, but at the same time it is cold and lifeless like his own dead form* Yes, It seems so, Mystrunner. Were you not on our side but a few short days ago? Or do your alliegences change that quickly? What is the meaning of this *motions to the light* offense against the night?
Ah but what can one expect from such a lesser being. It is a shame you are not one of us. We who are not simple humans but instead dark angels of torment and suffering. We who are nobility among the damned and teach the sons of Seth what evil truely is. But alas, you are not one of us. You who kill so easily, with not purpose or plan. There is so much to teach the kine through the lessons of pain. Ah well some are beyond being taught.
*Ice smiles and the hemisphere pulses and grows in size to fight back against the light. A tentacle lashes out of Mystrunners shadow and wraps around his leg constricting while a dozen more writhe out of the patch of darkness to flit into shadows and cracks ready to strike*

*The tendril suddenly flies back, and begins to dissolve as light spreads down its length, converting and assimilating it. The others begin the same transformation*

Don't you know that where light is, shadow cannot go?

(Begins Comparing situation with the end of "Akira")

(Dreads what will happen next.)

(And stands up, ready to back Yo if he should wish assistance.)

Now, Mystrunner, (Unsheathes a 6 foot long sword, which begins to pulse with a cream colored light),

Do your worst.

(If anyone could actually see into the cloak that he was wearing, they would see his eyes begin to glow red, and send small

oops

...spark tendrils across the countours of his face.)

[Corrigible eats .]

Fool. Any sword over five feet is usually horribly unbalanced, and weakend by the extra stress.

*Draws two katanas, and begins to slice time, moving faster and faster.*

Do you-

-really-

- think you-

- Swordfight better than me?

[to Red] You want to get in on this?

*A hole in space time appears along the path of the flame, opening to a black hole. The fire bends towards it, moving for it, but it shuts quickly, sending the blast towards Red Fox.*

*A rift opens in front of the blast, into which it vanishes.*

*Grins*

Stubborn, aren't we?

*Mystrunner warps space/time. Suddenly, a vaccume surrounds each of the flame fragments. They quickly run out of oxygen, and extinguish.*

[Announcer] This is it, folks! THE BATTLE OF THE TWINKS WHO REFUSE TO GET HIT BY ANYTHING!

*Stops*

Who's watching the Matrix?

They'll have you lot for contempt of court you know

Clipboard knocks over the domino sculpture he built so long ago just for the hell of it. It all clatters to the ground in a distractinhg manner.

Oh ! I rather hoped I would be doing that just as the verdict was going to be announced

[Corrigible] Mm. Too bad.