He sits upside down in his throne.

It was at times like these he remembered how much he hated dem.

She had attacked the hunters and taken his prisoners...

And his child.

Tch....

This was his life.

Not to mention he had to deal with writer the destroyer.

Yeah...

He thought he could steal his power.

Turns out it's not that easy the being with power to destroy everything.

Luckily, He was secretly helping Angel, a descendent of those whose duty was to guard the anti dimensions and to prevent the destroyer from destroying it.

Unfortunately she had him.

The mage... Quwino as he was calling himself here...

Hmph. As soon as they sort out the destroyer.. He'll grab the mage.

He had some unfinished business.

Dam Scara.. He was almost finished... And she broke the seal before he could.

He had a roller-coaster of pain...

And a giant piñata...

Of death.

It was gonna be fun... (for him.)

And she ruined it.

But she had been useful. She had triggered the downfall of the mage.

Unfortunately...

She was a annoying forest fire mage.

But she was sealed away now.

So that's a plus.

Now he had to figure out what to do...

To win this 'game' he had to corrupt them...

Now if he remembered correctly...

If you have a corrupted returned near a uncorrupted return long enough....

They will become corrupted quicker...

Man he hadn't had to think about this in ages. Normally the corruption is easy peasy... He hadn't had to think about this since when he had to corrupt the Princess and dem. Though the Princess was rather fun to corrupt...

But how to do it...

Ah.

What if he sent the tyrant and the video game version of him....

Oh.

Oh yes.~

He chuckled. Oh he was good.

Oh wait

He forgot about hunter.

Well he was getting a punishment for his failure. Nothing major just something to make sure he doesn't fail him again.

He could still hear him now.

Plus he gave a punishment to Xavia.

As he for refusing to help him when he had asked where Qwino was.

Now... To meet up with the tyrant... But the video game one...

Eh.

Just throw him in.

It will work out fine.

*****

"so are we agreed?"

"so I just have to corrupt a bunch of weaklings you help me in my war?" the tyrant says. He had so much miasma that it almost covered him completely.

"i'll give you some of my finest men if you corrupt them but bring back my child unharmed."

"piece of cake."

"are we agreed?"

"of course!"

"good. Now you must wear a disguise... I use my magic to alter your appearance so no one while recognise you. Now I must mention you are doing this Misson with someone else. Just to speed up the process. Now you might want to fight him but please don't. He will not fight you as he doesn't know you."

"oh so that dimensional whatever stuff."

"Yes."

"well thanks for the heads up. I can handle this on my own but it'll be nice to have this done quickly. I'm a busy person."

"i know you are my friend. Now everything is in place. Shall we begin?"

The tyrant smiled. "of course."

*****

He looked around the cell.

He could feel his cell move.

Someone had kidnapped him.

He was with his friends then he woke up here.

What it them?

No matter.

A miasma grew around him.

He will destroy those who imprison his friends and will make them suffer.

*****

*another realm, another time.*

"well well. Looks like your loyal 'cap' and 'crew' had left." he smirked.

Man he hated that smirk. He growled.

"oh Luke..." he says. "you and your friends may have been the best pirate crew... But now that's changed."

He wanted to punch him. Alas his strength was gone.

That son of a *****.

Thank goodness Crew had zipped themselves and Cap away.

If Cap had gotten hurt he would...

He bites his lip. Now's not the time for this...

"Now..." he indicated his men to bring up the rest of his fellow crew mates.

They all looked just as beat up as he was.

Some of them looked-

No. They couldn't be.

"this is the end of the line. A new pirate crew rules the sea. The crew of Old Captain Redneck... Is finished." he smiled.

"you should of never let women have join you crew. Let alone make one your -"

As he said the word.

Luke wanted to unleash his fury at him.

But he could not.

When the ******* said the word.

He felt a cold sharp metal push itself through him.

He could not say anything.

Yet as things went black.

He heard a voice say.

A voice he loved.

"Luke...please...don't go..."

And he wouldn't...

Not yet.