Chapter XIII - He's Back, and Badder Than Ever ~Kurayami

Since the last battle, he floated in his world, waiting for the next time to strike. His enemy believed he was dead and he was one step away from achieving his peak of power. He had the virus; he had the DNA…all he needed was a catalyst, something to trigger a transformation. He would find it eventually, but he would have to wait.

The purple figure closed his eyes and an image formed in his mind, a black dragon merged with an array of power, its basic form merged with that of many others a masterpiece of darkness. His name did translate into the word "Darkness" after all. Then he saw something else, something he didn't like. He saw a train flying across the Multiverse gathering heroes to battle a force that they didn't even know about. The purple figure knew though, he could sense the darkness building as they wasted time making a team. Dark figures searching the world... He knew it had to do with Havering, waiting for some kind of thing he couldn't sense, and he very well knew that this may be the catalyst he needed to reach his final form.

As he sat and thought a purple aura began to surround him, his hate welling up and gathering within his soul. Suddenly, plates of armor began to form on his body and they began to warp and fuse with him. Wings sprouted from his back and fused with the mechanical wings of the warping armor. Then his skin turned black and the aura began to spread. His teal hair burned away, and a large purple fin took its place... The now black figure began to grow in size and change shape, the armor still warping and merging with his body. At full size, he spread his purple wings, shining blades ripped out of them, and extended to full length. His arms and legs now ended with mechanical enhancements and a chest plate formed, hiding a powerful weapon within. Finally, a star mark appeared between his eyes and a glowing white horn extended from it.

His name was Kurayami.