Tнe Sтygιan Hero Rιѕeѕ... ____

By KingSupremeWrites. ____

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Kriston laughed and cracked his knuckles. "You? Khaos?"

"What I have shown to you so far has been a sliver of my power."

"Bro, I killed you with Alpha Stygian Power I. Now I have III."

"But ah, ah, ah! That was different. Now..."

"How?" Kriston watched as Khaos shifted forms. Soon, he was...

Aaron Wrathe.

"Dad?"

"No. Khaos." He said with a grin.

"It all makes sense. You embodied my father! The Battle Agaisnt Omega. That was you! You were awakened undercover the whole time. You were within my father, huh? You poisoned Atoaquinn's father and since my dad is in the High Council, you used him to get to Atoaquinn to change his ways. You destroyed his mind. No wonder he is evil. You did it all, through my father!"

Kriston charged and tried to punch Khaos, but he lifted his arm and blocked the punch with his forearm.

"Ha, family is weak. So are humans! I can manipulate minds easily. Isn't it obvious? Humans cannot best demons."

"WELL THIS ONE CAN!" Kriston did a back flip and kicked him right in the face, sending him flying back and crashing into some demons. They lifted him and brushed him off. Before he could even recover or get up, Kriston was running at him with one fist on fire and a lightning bolt in his other.

"You tarnished my father's name!" Kriston threw a lightning bolt.

"Brilliant Lightning Blast Of Arrhythmias!"

Khaos's host starting vibrating, having a seizure. The lightning bolt started glowing blue and it hit him square in the chest.

His bolt was gone, but his other fist was still flaming.

"Mega Flaming Punch Of Grandfather Wrathe!"

He punched him in the jaw so hard he crashed into the ceiling of the Void and slid down to the ground.

He looked up and Kriston was already above him, glaring down angrily.

Khaos stuttered, "f-f-f-faster!"

Kriston nodded. "It's called Alpha Stygian III. Didn't you notice the new power glow? Now don't try to change the subject! I'm not even close to being done!"

Kriston stood over him and both of his fists caught gold fire. He rapid punched him repeatedly.

The Fire is gold! Arrhythmias said in the back of Kriston's mind.

Duh. Stay quiet. I'm beating this guy up. Kriston thought.

But it's never been gold before. Your emotions fueled with magic must upgrade your magical abilities all on its own.

Yeah, cool. I don't care. Why'd I let you in mind anyway? I'm trying to focus!

Well if you didn't, you wouldn't even have Stygian Alpha III.

SHUT UP!

W-

Khaos grabbed Kriston's fist. "Ha! You hesitated! You aren't even in peace with your own mind!"

Arrthythmias was awfully quiet now.

He twisted Kriston's wrist and tossed him sky high. He jumped up and punched him in the stomach, sending him flying backwards so fast fire caught on him like a comet. He crashed. Khaos landed in the ground before Kriston. "Looks like I've turned the tables."

He started glowing purple. The color of Khaos.

"Watch as all the order in your world goes to chaos!"

The purple energy emitted off him into the shape of a mirror with split sections.

One of the sections showed Tiller Blackstone and Akio under the foot of a female lion. It must've been Sehkement, the Immortal Lioness Hunter and Gorger of human blood.

The next showed Tom and Kyrie backing into a corner, a broken glowing shield on the ground before them, Zeus with crackling balls on lightning in his hands.

The next showed Demetrii holding a sword that had been broken, and Ares slapped it outta his hand and kicked him to the ground.

The next showed Sideswipe and Ether tied up back to back. The girls Dukestep and Emily ran over trying to help them, but weren't getting anywhere.

The last showed Forge, glowing white, battling Darkmount, Lord Of Dark Magic. Black fire emitted from Dark's hand and blasted Forge's sword outta his hand. Forge was unarmed. Before he could use magic, Darkmount grabbed him by the collar and lifted him in the air.

The screens shut. Khaos chuckled softly. "Funny actually. Your team was winning drastically. But with my power, I can turn anything with order like a fair battle, into chaos....leaving your team confused and mostly disoriented, allowing my team victory. And now, you are next Kriston Wrathe. ATTACK MY DEMON ARMY!"

Millions of demons rushed forwards. Khaos threw Kriston before them.

"This is gonna be good..."

Kriston stood and faced the millions of demons.

Fun? Those are millions of immortal demons!

Now you talk, huh? Shut up.

Kriston clapped his hands and then pulled them apart, with a glowing door opening between them. A bridgeway portal. It grew gigantic, large and wide.

The demons were too fast to stop. They hissed as they all flew in. Soon when the others realized what happened, it was too late. There were only about 50 left.

Smart. Where to?

Antarctica. Demons don't do cold.

Kriston clapped his hands and the Warhammer Of Arrhythmias materialized before him. It glew piercingly bright in his hands as if he was Arrhythmias himself.

Kriston smashed a demon. The others gasped as his essence sizzled.

"King Arrhythmias's ancient Warhammer. Custom made for killin Immortals." He said to the demons.

He smashed another. The others backed up.

Kriston grinned. "Boo."

The demons screeched and flew away.

You and me are the only ones who can lift it, right?

Yes, us and Tom. He is a moon child as well.

But Khaos can't.

Correct.

Kriston kicked Khaos to the ground and rested the hammer on his chest. He struggled under the hammer.

"Ha! The Almighty Khaos can't lift one little relic?"

Khaos cursed. "Dammit! You will pay Wrathe!"

"I'm sure I will. But I got a Dream Team depending on me to save em. I will."