The Shadow Knight Begins: Part Three: Endgame

Chapter 6: The Shadow Knight vs The Brain: Round 2

He burst through the door to the top floor and eyed his surroundings.

It was an open air construction frame of the top floors of his company's building. He could see the chaos bellow in lunar city through the gaps in the room, the fires, the screams...it was all music to his ears.

But not as much as satisfying as it would be as the sound of the shadow knight dying, now that he had seen what kind of powers I had, he couldn't let me live to use them again.

He had to kill me now that I was in my weakened state, he wouldn't get another chance.

That was good, because I wasn't going to give him a chance at life at all either.

I dropped from the rooftop shadows, and landed a drop kick on Dorian before he could activate one of his powers.

I then landed a fist; Dorian caught it and used his super strength to send me flying back into an unfinished wall.

I barely had time to recover before Dorian lunged at me with his shadow blade.

I drew my shadow sword and a sword duel occurred.

If you've seen star wars, let me tell you something, the Jedi's and dark Jedi's had advantages to their duels, they were both evenly matched with their swords abilities.

I on the other hand, because of my power levels, my blade aura was weak and flimsy.

It took all I had to make sure that I wasn't toppled over by Dorian's shadow blade.

He took a slash to the side from my blade, but easily recovered due to his previous ingestion of the healing mutagen which still had two minutes time left before it ran out.

Though try as I might, I couldn't outmatch his shadow blade, and in that instant he disarmed my sword from my hand and sent it flying across the room.

In that second he plunged his blade at my head, I grabbed the shadow blade in my hands, gritting my teeth as it burned through my skin, cutting its way toward my head.

"You thought you could stop me?" Dorian asked me mockingly, "you control your darkness, I embrace it. If you really wanted the power you would too. But you don't, you have to follow a stupid moral code because of your poor sisters death and the others barrenness. I will admit to you... I did have fun watching from afar, blackie do all of that to you and your sisters... but not as much as did planning it all"

My eyes flashed.

Dorian smiled deviously.

"I destroyed all notes and data on the healing mutagen so no one could reverse engineer it, save for me... remember!" Dorian said smugly, "and I'm already aware of your failure to use the mutagen on your sister in the hospital to heal her womb... thanks to Derek Lensher. Too bad, because this is the only one of its kind left"

The brain couldn't help but throw my failures in my face, nor could he not out of a narcissist superiority complex brag about what he thought was safe info in front of my presence.

"As you know or don't know...The mutagen when it's concentrated into a certain function like this one, the first one I concocted save the gas, it can work on humans, normal humans like your sister, or the D.A who's being melted through his middle. You kill me, and the formula goes with me. Working from your blood would be close to impossible to re-create these because your bloods in a constant state of flux due to your Meta gene and healing ability. Your meta gene produces the Miasmic nodes from the mutagen that it absorbed and your healing factors hyper white corpuscles heal the tissue and remove the dead mutagen nodes as well as the chemicals left behind by the meta genes healing cells after they've done their work... so you can't even use your blood to reverse engineer the mutagen's healing properties. But the poison I put in you, can also be cured by this one vial. And you know that. So you're in a bind, aren't you? I wonder. If you indeed won this duel of freaks, what would you do with this?" Dorian nodded to the healing mutagen in his possession, "will you use the mutagen to cure yourself? Your sister, or save the district attorney..."