A Dark Descent- A Patapon 3 Story

Purity Within The Darkness.

Nova reached the hideout just before nightfall, the sun had nearly left the horizon and the moon glistened with a beam of bright sparkling light. The tribe members went off to put their weaponry in the barracks and get ready for to rest up for the night. Nova left the barracks and headed over to the obelisk, he stared at the once glorious statue that was now nothing but a crumbling stone shell of its former self. The hero turned his head slightly to find Silver Hoshipon hovering beside him. The old star spoke with a empathetic tone. "What is wrong my friend." Nova gave a sigh and thought back to the events earlier that day. He spoke with a confused and slightly upset tone. "I just don't know what to think about Naughtyfins... I mean she is the dark hero of the Archfiend of Purity and even if her actions aren't always pure she does seem to always show her good side... I feel this urge to protect her whenever she is around, like it is my duty." Silver Hoshipon was quiet for a few moments before speaking. "I sense something too, like she is more than just a dark hero, like there is some sort of connection." Both characters looked at each other with perplexed expressions covering their faces.

Nova averted his gaze to stare at the midnight-blue sky that was covered in beautiful white stars. He sat down on the dirt and leaned back onto a smooth rock platform. Ton walked over from a far and crouched down beside his leader, his turquoise eye showed an essence of concern, the bird held no weaponry and didn't ride on his armoured steed like he usually does, instead he was a lot more relaxed but still uneasy. "Be careful." Ton spoke with slight worry in his voice. "I know what is going on with you and Naughtyfins, it is fairly obvious but I just want you to stay safe Nova, we don't know what we may be dealing with here, they are dark heroes after all." Nova put his arm around the Charibassa to help reassure him. "Don't worry, she is the only one I know I can trust." The bird grinned slightly and began looking into the sky like the Kibadda sat beside him. A shooting star shot across the sky lighting up even the darkest corners, Silver Hoshipon watched as the glowing star began to lower as it flew across the horizon, he thought to himself. Golden is here...

Nova and the rest of the tribe awoke to shouting and commotion, each member stumbled out of their beds to see what was going on, Sukopon was shouting from his watch tower, it was slightly difficult for the Hatapon to hear so he got closer, the flag bearer clutched his legendary flag in one hand and used his legs and other available arm to climb up. When approaching the top Sukopon lifted him onto the black wooden balcony. "What is wrong?" Asked Hatapon. Sukopon replied "take a look for yourself." Sukopon passed his trusty telescope to Hatapon told him the coordinates, Hatapon stared into the distance, just slightly east of the bottomless stomach desert there was a gigantic sand worm, known as the ancient Zaknel, feasting on nearby creatures and plantation alike. Hatapon clambered down the watch tower quickly but with care and informed the other members on Sukopons discovery. Kan started to head towards the barracks but Nova put his arm in the way. "It is too dangerous for you three to go with me, stay here and train, I don't want you getting hurt." Spoke the hero. Chin looked as if he was about the contest this suggestion but he stopped just before. Nova went into the barracks and searched for the best weaponry he had in the storage, he searched around for a dreaded weapon, one that has carved a bloody path through the forces of good and darkness alike. The hero left the hideout and began his trek through the forest, on the other side was the desert where the horrible beast laid dormant for so long, now it had returned and it was the hero's time to take it down. Storms of rain scattered down pummeling the trees and shrubbery in the forest, Nova was soaked but nothing was stopping him this time, treants woke up and set alight, their mighty flames roaring with power as they fight the hero, Nova burst into flames several times but his sheer resilience got him through. Tree after tree was cut down by his enormous sword. The twisted horns that sprout from his bull mask slice apart the leaves as he walks past. The rain had cleared up once Nova had reaches a clearing on the outskirts of the forest, metres away the dirt changed from a sepia-brown to a dry and cracked pale yellow, the grass becomes more patchy and discoloured. Nova entered this new biosphere and carried on towards the coordinates set by Sukopon. As Zaknel began to appear in the distance the hero realised that it was fighting something, he didn't know what it was but he would soon find out.