R.I.P

My name is Kraxor…

They call me the destroyer…

I was born a man 20 years ago…

And I died a victim…

Seven years passed…

My soul returned…

But the monster was born…

And what do I desire?

Justice…

Redemption…

VENGANCE!

Everything's my fault…

Smoke and dust billowed over the ashes of the ghost town, only death remained. Lina's dragon slave had completely destroyed everything and anything that ever existed in the dark and dreary village of ashes. The young sorceress panted on the hill top, her hands still extended in the formation of the blast. "Gotcha" she whispered, completely drained of energy and strength. Thankfully Lina's friends had managed to escape the blast in time.

Now all that remains was to be sure that Kraxor, Lina's greatest creation, and greatest mistake, was truly dead. Silver clouds of fragmented wood circled the lifeless land as Lina approached the center. The red headed girl's body was racked with pain; she could barely stand on her own two feet. "Must find out, must find out" Lina panted. How Lina preyed the nightmare was over, how she begged the gods to forgive her for creating this beast.

The powerful suit of armor forged from blood and betrayal had proven too powerful to battle alone, even for Zelgadis. So Lina wished, she hoped, she screamed for this madness to end, and all she needed was the proof that Kraxor was dead. SLASH! A massive green blast of sword shaped energy sliced into Lina's right shoulder. The girl cried out as blood spurted from her wound. The towering shadow of a familiar figure was lurching into view.

"You want to know something red? That REALLY frigging hurt" Kraxor hissed. Kraxor emerged from the gritty smoke, sizzling his own set of scars, burn marks, and dents. The dark wizard's armor had several deep cracks all over; the chest in particular had a huge gaping hole in it. The armor bared the silvery surface of the Gilgamesh heart to the world. A green aura surrounded the armor; the chest plate's metal instantly reconstructed itself.

Kraxor growled "I can't believe you red, you actually had the nerve to use that spell on me twice. It's disgusting how after all these years you still haven't changed". Clanking boots clicked right before Lina's weary eyes, her hands still gripping over her bleeding wounds and shoulder. "This has got to stop (cough) do you hear me? This SHIT has got to stop NOW" Lina said. Kraxor kicked Lina down and crushed his iron boot across her head.

The undead wizard grinned "Your right red, this does have to stop, and I'm only too glad to do it. It's just too bad you and your stupid ass friends never got the message. I will NEVER die. This armor is indestructible, the power of the gods themselves are at my command. I can bring whole kingdoms to ruins, and make the heavens tremble in fear at my power. And after I finished killing you, I will drown this planet in the blood of my vengeance.

But the best part, ha, ha, the best part is that there's no magic, no force, no weapon, no warrior, in this or any other world that can stop me". Massive electrical energy charges circulated in Kraxor's raised left handed claw, preparing to finish Lina Inverse off. "Not even you Gourry" Kraxor said. Lina gasped as Kraxor turned around and blasted Gourry with the blast, the blonde knight's body spasmed as he was being violently electrocuted.

Gourry dropped his sword of light and skidded to the ground with a painful cry. Kraxor angrily turned his flaring eyes towards the fallen swordsman, deciding that he would be the first to die. "Ugh awe shit" Gourry groaned, the young man felt Kraxor jerk him up by his armored collar. The Destroyer replied "You just don't know when to quit, do you?", Gourry spat in his face "Go to hell". Kraxor laughed "You first", raising a newly charged blast.

(Lyrics from Unwritten Law's "Save me")

Kraxor growled as he turned his green haired head to his most hated, and loathsome of enemies.

Lina frowned "I should have said this a long time ago Jacob".

Kraxor smiled "Oh yeah? (Drops Gourry) And what's that little Ms. Inverse?".

The red headed girl screamed as she hurled Gourry's still active light saber at Kraxor. The weapon soared right towards the wizard and slammed into his chest. Clanking chunks of metal cracked away as the saber struck. Kraxor's eyes were bulging, the Gilgamesh heart had been completely destroyed. Lina wasn't been aiming for Kraxor's armor, she was for aiming his heart.

Kraxor gasped "No…no…NOOOOOOO".

Steel claws grasped over his green hair, Kraxor screamed as the hair began to melt. Fiery energies circled the fallen warlock and engulfed him instantaneously. Ghoulish souls swirled around Kraxor's flailing limbs, he screamed as if he was being burned by the fires of hell. The mad man's own destructive dark magic was literally tearing his body apart. Spirits soared into the sky, entering the deep blue sky to finally be able to rest in peace.

Kraxor dropped to his knees, feeling them evaporate right before his burning eyes. Physical form and flesh started to burn under the magic energies, Kraxor felt his arms and legs vanish. And with a final, ever lasting scream of agony, Kraxor's body vanished into complete and total nothingness. The only thing remaining of the fallen mighty destroyer, is the Darkpocalypse armor. Gallry's light sword fizzled out as it clanged lifelessly to the ground.

"I'm sorry" Lina said, choking back tears.

Rain started to drizzle its cold, icy droplets as Lina collapsed to her knees. The young girl's eyes brimmed to the brink with tears. Gourry watched in awe as Lina just lowered her head, crying, crying, and crying her life away.

Gallry sighed "Lina".

Zelgadis groaned "Ugh, dam that was a long nap".

The young Amelia shrieked "BLEACH, ewww, gross. I'm never going to eat another fish as long as I live".

The cured heroes slowly rejoined Gourry, also drawn to the sight of the sobbing, sad little sorceress. Amelia was about to approach Lina, but Zelgadis shook his head no. Gourry went to her without any hesitation.

Amelia blinked "I don't understand Mr. Zelgadis. What's wrong with Lina, shouldn't she be happy that Kraxor is dead?".

Zelgadis nodded "Confronting your demons is one thing Amelia, burying them…now that's quite different, besides Kraxor isn't dead".

"Say what?" Amelia blurted out.

Zelgadis replied "Kraxor was right, that armor truly was indestructible. However his soul was nothing of the sort".

The young girl shook her head "I'm afraid I don't understand any of this Mr. Zelgadis. If he's not dead, then what happened to him?".

"Do you remember that spell we performed at the magic shop?" Zelgadis asked.

Amelia nodded "You mean the one that failed?".

Zelgatis answered "No, no, it didn't fail, it just got delayed that's all".

Amelia groaned "Huh?".

Zelgatis smiled "Let me explain. The spell I used was a binding spell, a form of magic that binds one person's life essence to an object, location, or element. The purpose of the spell was to bind Kraxor's soul to his magical armor. However something went wrong, and he seemed unaffected by it.

But, I later realized I had forgotten all about the heart of Gilgamesh. That little stone somehow prevented the spell from taking effect. But once Lina destroyed it, the spell kicked in and trapped Kraxor's spirit into the metal. He is now trapped in that suit of armor, bound to it for the rest of eternity.

Kraxor will never be able to sleep, rest, or depart from this world so long as the armor exists. And because the armor is indestructible, he has made himself the perfect grave…and the perfect prison. How ironic. He wanted that armor so badly, he died for it, now he's doomed to rot in it, forever.

Several minutes later, Lina and her friends had buried the Darkpocalypse armor, deep within the earth. They preyed the chest would never be open, and that the armor would never be found again. Upon the burial site, was a small tombstone for Lina's fallen friend/foe: Jacob Loomis. Gourry and the others left Lina to make her final piece with the man she helped destroy.

Her eyes glittered with saddening tears as she rubbed her hand over Jacob's grave. Lina sighed "I'm sorry Jacob, sorry for everything I've ever done to you. I don't know where you are right now, or what it is your feeling. But I hope wherever you are…you've found peace. Rest in peace Jacob, rest in peace" Lina said as she departed the grave. The chilling winds breezed upon the grave, simply engraved with R.I.P Jacob Loomis, no more, no less.

A male voiced boomed "Are you sure this is all right Iyla?".

"I told you Louie, my family bought these lands years ago. Whatever we find is legally ours to keep" the female voice said.

Those 2 young voices brushed their hands across the dirt that cluttered the top of the blood red chest. Several kinds of chains, locks, and restraints were shackled to the chest. The young, long blue haired man looked to his red headed, female friend with glasses. The two stared at the chest in wonder:

Iyla asked "So what do you suppose is in it?".

Louie hummed "I don't know, let's open it and find out".