The story so far:
He was wondering why Nordafet was seperated from Antimo, usually, the pair of them were inseparable in most cases.
'What do you want this time? We're still trying to heal up from the battle with your friends!' Reason shouted, annoyed that hed been woken up after so short a rest.
"I'm going to need you to betray me, form Omegalpha again, and Deliver the finishing blow." He waited in silence as he saw Skylars orange lightcycle rocket ever closer to the portals end.
"But, if we do that, you'll die!" Nordafet protested, suddenly concerned about why his creator would ask him such a thing.
"Just do it ****! I mean, come on, for years you've pretty much been plotting my downfall-"
Nordafet interrupted him. "That would've been Credion. Credion was the downfall planner."
Reason punched him. "Shut up! We don't have much time, that and you have to make it look convincing! Now will you do this for me or not!?"
Reason detected a hidden sense of planning in his voice. "Yeah, yeah... Sure... We'll do this for you Morgan. But why would you ask us this?" There was a little bit of silence. Morgan's mind was concentrating on keeping the portal open.
"Because, I have a plan that'll make all of this craziness worth it."
"In other words, you're just making it up as you go along? What about your kid?" Reason asked pointedly, accepting that even though he wasn't the best planner in Existence, he sure knew how to throw a couple of wrenches into the clock work.
"What about it? The Bloody Strands will raise it."
"Okay, your funeral man. Just tell us- Holy crap their here!" Reason shouted as Skylar, Bobby, Daniel, and Blake exited the red and black portal behind them.
"So, you guys have gone from Green Horns to Black Typhoons in a matter of three weeks." Morgan stated plainly, his Lost Wolf form steadily completing.
"Yeah, now what's with all the craziness?" Blake asked pointedly, jumping off his lightcycle as it disappeared behind him. He walked up the ten steps to the throne and grabbed Morgan by the neck. "We've seen poorly made Power Rangers, Bob Barker attacks, Ozzy Archons, men in burlap sacks selling hot dogs, seemingly invincible beings being taken out with fire extinguishers, and Billy Mayes shout a tree on fire. And that is not something that leaves a great impression on you! NOW FESS THE **** UP ABOUT WHY YOU MADE US GO THROUGH ALL OF THAT ****! RIGHT THE **** NOW!" He held a shaking fist to the underside of morgans chin.
"To prepare you for the path that lays ahead of you." Morgan stated simply. "Why do you think I put all of those things in front of you? You think I wanted to try and kill you guys? Did you think I was after some diabolical scheme here in the Holoworld? FOR GODS SAKES, ONLY TEN MINUTES HAVE PASSED IN REAL TIME! Ten minutes! To us, it seems like three weeks!" Morgan continued.
Daniel nodded his head. "Yeah, that is kind of trippy."
"The point is, every single Existence is slamming together half hazardly, meaning anything and everything will be thrown at you!" Morgan shouted excitedly, not reacting to the sudden hostility that Blake was showing. "What happens when you think of a new idea for a story Blake?"
The hand that his neck was in softened its grip.
"I dunno... I just always thought that it simply disappeared or stuck with me. That kinda thing you know?"
"Wrong Blake. Dead wrong, think about every single thought, idea, dream, nightmare, fleeting day dream or night terror you have EVER had in your head. Every single one of those, even the crappy ones, have their own Existence created!" Morgan continued, watching Blake's eyes widen at the enormity of it all. "And that's just with you, a single creature of Existence. Now just try to imagine the number of total living, immortal, or undead beings that have thoughts." Blake's jaw slackened. Bobby, who was easily impressed, was really impressed and shot a double thumbs up in morgans direction. "Right back at you. Anyways, the number in the high hundred million millinillions." Morgan continued. "This means that in EVERY single one of those thoughts, individual Existences beings are being crammed together. The pieces that aren't strong enough to survive the merger will only add to either the Door or Chasms armies."
"THERES A **** WAR GOIN ON!?" Skylar yelled at the top of his lungs.
"What the hell did you think your were going to do? Jump around Cloud City all day doing jello shots off a hot green alien chicks third breast?" After a moment of consideration, both Daniel and Skylar nodded vigorously.
"Wow. Anyways, this is your final test. I'm the end boss! I'm not going to make this battle easy for you either." Morgan smiled darkly. "Most importantly, the plan I have in mind to stop all this craziness requires that I go to the Nonexistent side for a while. I have a few contacts there, including the Chasm itself."
"So, even if we beat you here, we'd still have to fight you somewhere down the road? Then what was the point of this?"
"Like I said, if you really want to join me, then you'll have to fight me!" Morgan laughed as he kicked hard, sending Blake rocketing away from the throne and into the cave wall, where he bounced off and landed next to Skylar.
"Oh, the hell you don't! I've waited too long for this day Morgan! The day when I can finally beat the **** out of you!" The Mulletayian said as he powered up to level ten.
"That's all? Good god man! Haven't you learned anything about the skeletal angels I gave you? Let THEM do the fighting for you!" Morgan explained while gesturing wildly. Blake powered up to level twenty. "What the **** do you think I'm doing!"
"Well, if you want to play it that way then, Shí lóng de ti?ndì: F?ngfù de ròu z?hé!" Morgan said calmly, as the black crystals on his back changed to a violent red and began to open up like clams, releasing dust into the air.
"Uh guys, I'm gonna need-"
"F?ngfù de ròu z?hé: W?gòu zu?n!" The dust slammed together in clumps, spinning wildly as they seared across Blake's face. The clods got into his eyes blinding him from Omegalpha's upper cut.
"Heh, you really didn't think I was gone forever did you?" The Fusion asked wildly, the two halves knowing that this was only for show.
Skylar powered up to Super Norrisayian levels, a beard concealing a third fist concealing a battle carriers triple chain gun grew onto his face.
"You know, I've always wondered how you would fare in a fight against me! Nakatago na kamao: Daan bulletmagdingas!" The red head shouted as the fist reached outwards, opened up its palm, and launched a blast of bullets in Omegalpha's direction.
"Holy ****!" The Fusion said as he dodged most of the fiery shots that seemingly bounced off the walls and homed in on his position.
"Bobby, Dan, you guys going to help or are you just going to stand there like a bunch of morons!?" Blake yelled as he powered up, holding nothing back. "super mulletayian, level five hundred!" Blake happily shouted as his golden mullet changed into a vorpal wisp, his skin into that of a golden god, and his eyes blazed like a neutron star freshly born. "Huh, okay, didn't know we could also do moves in english, so this should be interesting. "Vorpal mullet: Keromehameha!" The wisp gathered into the space between Blake's hands, the brightness almost blinding Morgan.
"Heh, yeah, like I'm going to allow that, Alpha, Omega, join with Omegalpha and become his blades!" The Lost Wolfayian commanded the Skeletal Angels that resided within Bobby.
"Oh that's so unfai-" Omegalpha punched him in the head.
"SO WAS THAT! TRIPLE BLADED MISSILE SWORD!" He shouted, his red energies slamming together to form a three bladed Soul Edge.
"Huh, I like this weapon!" Bobby shouted as he swung the weapon hard, letting go when it seemed that the weapon would tear his arm off. It spun wildly in a twisted and zig zagging arc, never once in the same direction twice in a row. Alpha and Omega joined with Omegalpha, their forms twisting and turning the area around them into a storm could of absolute power.
"We hear you! long live the King of the Core, Agemo Ahpla!" Agemo shouted as the storm cloud twisted and turned to his whim. "Go and defend the End Boss. Ahplagemo!" Agemo shouted. Slashing his hand front of him, the cloud obeyed silently, its total energies colliding with the three blades that harmlessly slashed through it.
Skylar powered up even more. "Super Norrisayian, level nine thousand!" Just then, for no apparent reason, Vegata calmly walked into the cave from behind a stalagmite, put on his scouter, pressed a button.
"Not yet... Wait for it!" He yelled to himself, getting into a horse stance.
"And one!" Skylar shouted, the bright orange energy slamming upwards into a spiral of hope and promise of better burritos.
"WHAT!? HIS POWER LEVEL IS OVER NINE THOUSAND!?" Vegeta shouted as his scouter broke. Daniel was the only one to notice this occurence.
"Alright, Super Colbertayian, level Uberpublican!" Daniel shouted, red, white, and blue fireworks warping up from the ground as his freshly pressed dark navy blue newscaster suit slapped onto his form like a wet paper towel against a piece of meat. "Hello folks, I've got a few choice words for you today, later on, we find out if Occupy Wall street REALLY had a powerful effect on me brushing my teeth with a platinum tooth brush, and finally, I unleash the pure bred Republicans on my neighbor because he won't stop pooping on my grass! THIS is the Colbertayian Report!" Daniel shouted as an invisible audience roared with applause as he joined the fight. "You know, I was grooming my twelve thousand cyborg bunnies to march into Wall Street and demand they increase the price of those delicious burritos!" daniel pointed towards the Lost Wolf as twelve thousand cybernetic rabbits charged forward, their power suits armoring them from any kind of attack in front.
"Pheh!" Morgan shouted as lurker spines ripped through the ground, slashing the horde into nice little robobunny fillets. "Is that all you have to offer!? YOU THINK THE CHASMS JUST GOING TO WAIT FOR YOU TO FINISH SAYING THE WORD OF THE DAY!?" Morgan shouted as Bobby let his Draconic Arhon powers flow freely from his body.
"Must feed, must have energy!" He roared infuriatingly. "Fire hydrant!" Daniel shouted as he threw the empty canister at Bobby, skylar and blake panicking as they struggled get passed the cloud that impeded their way.
"Not to worry, I've got things under control." Bobby said as he let his psychic abilities hold the fire hydrant in place.
"Agemo, moagelp!" The fusion blurted out as the cloud condensed into a hard water form.
"NOT SO FAST! Parmice útok: MUDKIPZ jsem si vás! Použití technologie Hyperútok paprskem!" The vorpal energies raged as they slammed together to form a Pokeball, which Blake tossed out in front of him, hoping to dear god it wasnt a Goldeen.
It wasn't, though it was something much, much, much worse.
"Lost Wolf, I have the test results right here!" It was Maury. And he had the DNA test the Bloody Strands had requested. The Lost Wolf said nothing at first, trying to ignore the day time talk show hosts words as best he could, while he watched Agemo launch the cloud at Daniel and Skylar repeatedly. "You ARE the father!"
"No ****!? Holy crap I thought for second there, that I WASN'T the father! Maybe next time you can simply just save yourself the time and check to see if Caasi already told me the news! Wow!" Morgan replied with as much snark as he could fit into every word.
Agemo laughed loudly as his cloud hardened and shifted shapes to counter anything that Daniel, Skylar, Blake, or Bobby could throw at him.
"We don't have time for this!" Bobby yelled as Ahpla swirled around him, cutting visual site of his other two team mates away.
"Yes we do!" Daniel shouted in return. "Remember what Morgan told us? That we've really only been in here ten minutes! That must mean theres a time dialation effect between the Holoworld and the real one since technology works at a different pace!"
Skylar, who was busy getting his crotch kicked in by a gigantic mass of condesnsed atmosphere, wondered why daniel didnt talk like this more often.
"At any rate, I was curious about the theory that smaller objects view larger objects at slower speeds when viewed from farther away then when they're up close. It really doesn't make much sense since the flow of time is pretty much the same for everywhere-"
"SHUT UP AND KEEP FIGHTING! WE CAN TALK ABOUT YOUR SCIENTIFIC THEORIES LATER, AFTER WEVE DEFEATED THIS THING!"
Agemo Ahpla would have none of this. "You want to see something awesome and great-"
"FEAR NOT STALWART WARRIORS, FOR I, SLICK CHERRICK, LORD OF THE SUGARY SNACKS, SHALL DEFEAT THIS VILE THREAT!" A voice ruptured from the last remnants of the red and black portal.
"Huh? I wasn't expecting anyone else fighting me." Morgan slowly whispered as a candy cane javelin pierced the portals center, causing it to explode.
"Nay! For thy Lost Wolf and myself have dire unfinished business to complete!"
The Lost Wolf couldn't place the voice, nor had he ever remembered coming across a Slick Cherrick in his travels.
'Huh, Antimo, you know anything about this guy?' The Lost Wolf asked inwardly, not worried in the least. Though something happened at the last moment that caught him off guard. The fusion decided to turn on him when he least expected it, along with the Super Mulletayian, Norrisayian, Colbertayian, and the Draconian Archon.
"NOW!" Agemo shouted relentlessly as all four launched their attacks, the force of the combined energies was almost too painful for the Lost Wolf to comprehend. 'Well do-' The last thought roared through everyone's mind as Slick finally stepped through the portal.
"WHY DID YOU KILL HIM OFF MAN!? DEAR GOD, I WAS SUPPOSED TO DO THAT!" Slick roared.
The group powered down, Daniel walking over to the bleach white skeleton with flecks of charred ash splattered in a frightening outline of his friend.
"We... We killed him? I... I thought it wasn't possible for people to die now that everything was coming together... What have we done?" He asked sadly. Blake, finally calming down after the feirce fight, wierd maury appearance, and some very interesting sights, looked over to where his friend was standing and realized the totality of their action. "Omegalpha! WHYED YOU HAVE TO KILL HIM!?"
Agemo also powered down, the Fusion split in two, then split once more, the Skeletal Angels hanging in the air, bound tightly together by the heavy chains that kept their souls from crossing over. Nordafet and Reason simply smiled.
"No one can really die here anymore. I'm guessing that Morgan's probably in the Dimension between Dimensions, or at least, being recreated there, where he's going to fight in that horrible eternal war. It was part of his plan to have me betray him, I don't think that I expected there to be remains afterwards." The Doem said calmly.
Slick however, ran right up to Reason and punched him in the gut. "Since he's gone, youll do as a decent replac-" Daniel simply slammed a tonfazooka down Slick's throat.
"Shut up. Just shut the **** up whoever the **** you are! DON'T YOU SEE THAT WERE HAVING A GAD DAMNED CONVERSATION!? WHAT THE HELL IS IT WITH YOU INTERRUPTING THINGS!?" He roared furiously. The lord of the sugary snacks could only shrug. Bobby and Skylar rushed over to pull Daniel away from making another tragic mistake.
"Dan! Calm down! We need as many people here as possible. Enigmatt? We're done here! Get us the **** out of this creepy place, I'm starting to get sick of squares." Bobby yelled upwards.
Beams of light slashed downward from the infinite depths of the Minecraft universe, hitting their targets dead on. The seven bodies being transported through the data streams, where time moved infinitely faster than anything they could've experienced. They didn't say a word, they didn't want to. There was nothing to say at the moment. Each person's thoughts revolving around their own motives for wanting to join Morgan on his adventures, but none of them could figure out why things had to end they way they did. It was a shock to the four humans, while Slick was only focused on fighting Morgan, Reason on figuring out a way to rejoin with his friends mind, and Nordafet wondering why Antimo didnt immediately try to get in touch with him.
Enigmatt, Magnus, and the Golden Strands watched with a slight bemusement as the group came back with three extra members of their party.
"Have fun?" Enigmatt asked as he smiled.
"I think its only been twenty five minutes or something close to that." Magnus stated calmly.
"Um, where's Morgan?" The Golden Strands asked politely enough.
Blake looked at the three with a hollowed out darkness in his eyes. "We... killed him."
"No we didn't!" Nordafet said calmly, slapping Blake on the back. "Everything that we've ever put out of its misery in one place or another goes to the Dimension between Dimensions, or that's what the Door of Existence told me, I'm not really sure how it works."
The looks on Daniel and Bobby's faces still were horrified at the actions they had to do in the Holoworld.
"It's... It'll take some time to get used to this place." The Golden Strands said with a deeper understanding of what the men were going through.
"Right now, I think its best we all rest up for a bit before heading to our next destination. Right Skylar?" Daniel asked his friend, the orange lightcycle suit still glowing on him. His eyes were simply glowing with amazement.
"We have all this power... Yeah! Yeah... I think its best we get some rest."
The pain was immense, Morgan had been experience to pain before, near death experiences, beatings, energies slamming into him, pieces of his being ripped from his body. But this... This was something different completely. It was as if his mind were a an electric shock, violently exploding forever, or what seemed to him like forever. A voice, very faint, but always so close, called out to him. It was dark, ugly, full of malice, and ripping through the very fabric of Existence. He couldn't understand the words, nor did he actually want to. The words felt comforting, terrifying, reassuring, and filled with dark and malicious intent all together.
"Welcome to your TRUE home, Lost Wolf. Welcome to the Chasm of Nonexistence!" The voice laughed horribly.
"Yes... We have much to talk about boy." Another voice hissed.
To Morgan, it almost sounded like Darth Vader. It wasn't, he knew that the energy that bound his form was simply using the voices most familiar to him. To what ends, he didn't know.
"Yeah, I guess I'm home alright." He said as everything happened in an instant.
First came his vision, he saw every single level of the war between Dimensions packed almost insanely tight into the square two billion light years place that he had only heard about. His mind had trouble comprehending the massiveness of it all. Layer upon layer of fighting was taking place. The layers only separated by ten feet of the cherry scented smoke, each was filled with the screams of war, the rages of warriors unleashed to their fullest potential, blinded by the infestation of hatred that pushed them forward. Beings of every conceivable size, shape, number, and power fought, rushing towards the center in a never ending nightmare of fighting.
Next came the sound, deafening, explosive, so close yet so far away in most cases, twisted, twirling, roars of pain, victory, love, sadness, rage, anger, and glee slashed through his mind as he was suddenly rocketed towards the very edge of the dimensions barrier. The cherry scented fog slamming into his nostrils. He had encountered the sweet smelling smoke in all of his travels, but this time was different. This time it was mixed with a rusted iron smell, the taste of blood and sweat, of flesh made living again sevel billion times, of entrenched defeat and of glorious victory.
The rest of his senses were turned to him, as was his body, when he passed through the fog, and saw the Chasm of Nonexistence for the first time. It was beyond description, it was every nightmarish, evil, dark, hateful, spite filled, jealous thought anyone could ever have, intesified, purified, and strained till only the the purest, condensed version of it lay out in full view.