Chapter Two - The Demonic War Begins

demonic forces visit our quiet plant

Our planet was once a beautiful place full of peace people. There had not been a single wrong doing in our history until recently. The past few years have been the worst in our history and were ultimately the undoing of our civilization and destruction of our habitable world. Ronnie was also once a very different man. Everyone loved Ronnie he had such a charisma that you could not ignore. His large smile and deep laugh brought a smile to the face of anyone in his company. The only thing that out shone his smile was his passion to help others and make people happy. That was all in a much different time. Now looking back and remembering him that way it seems almost impossible that he was like that and even though I knew him since birth it is almost like telling the story of a man a never met when I reminisce about our wonderful childhood.

There was another that joined us in our exploits as children. See, at one time Ronnie had a twin. They were so identical that not even their parents could tell them apart so he was also named Ronnie. If you ask some people today they would not believe you that this other Ronnie even existed. They were so identical that people who had never seen the two of them in the same room at one time still to this day do not believe me when I tell them there were two of them. To save you from confusion, I will refer to Ronnie’s brother as Brother Ronnie.

Every year when the fifth moon passed over our sky our small world would gather for a mighty display of battle, the IFAF Convention, or The Intergalactic Fighting Arts Federation. This IFAF Convention was brought to us by two glorious warriors from distant planets, Chuck Norris and David Dunn. They came to our world looking for warriors to join their cause. We told them that we were a peaceful planet that did not know the art of combat. David Dunn stayed behind and taught us many forms of martial art focusing on fluid movement and physical health. He said he had seen many worlds that were left unarmed against the evils in the galaxy and he would not allow the same fate to bestow our world. He passed on his knowledge of Chun Kuk Do and Jiu Jitsu among other forms, to every man, woman and child on our great land. However the two that truly understood the art were Ronnie and Brother Ronnie. When David Dunn felt that he had taught them everything that he had to offer he left our planet in their hands and in the present day he and Chuck Norris return once a year for the IFAF Convention.

The IFAF Convention for 15 years was a peaceful demonstration of our lands most skilled competitors. It was a demonstration of forms and choreographed fights. That is how it was until word travelled of Ronnie and Brother Ronnie. Soon other worlds would travel to our small land to compete with our people. During the 15^th annual IFAF Convention a most horrid and feared competitor reared his ugly face. Chuck Norris forbid him to compete knowing that our people were not cut of the same evil cloth. He feared for our lives and rightfully so. The horrid man quoted IFAF rule and convinced Chuck Norris to allow him to fight.

The man’s name was the Pandoric Ninja. Rumor was that upon winning every competition he attended he unleashed havoc upon the cities that world inhabited. For such a small world as ours, only a little more than 8000 people, this was very worrisome. The Pandoric Ninja blew through forty competitors with the ease of a blow torch through ice. We were not prepared for the aggression this man had brought to our stage and many left the arena bloodied and broken. Brother Ronnie competed second to last and left the floor with a broken leg and swollen eyes. Ronnie was the only warrior left and we all sat on the edge of seats waiting for the events to unfold before our weary eyes.

The match was even, each blow from the Pandoric Ninja was answered with an equally heavy blow from Ronnie. We watched on as jab after jab landed. We cringed as a round house kick was landed on the chin of Ronnie only to cheer a second later when Ronnie landed a powerful round house kick to The Pandoric Ninja’s ribd with a very audible crack. There was a loud cheer that erupted throught the crowd and the arena shook as every last spectator rose to their feet cheering and stomping for Ronnie. The Pandoric Ninja, down on one knee held his side and we thought it was over. I looked at the time clock to see only fifteen second left. I started counting down out loud and soon the whole arena had joined me. The noise was deafening. “Ten, nine, eight.” The Pandoric Ninja stood still holding his side, but he had a smile on his face that sent a chill down my spine. “Seven, Six, Five.”

What happened next would seal the fate of both Ronnie’s and later one we would find that the fate of our small world also stood before the chopping block as those last four seconds unfolded before us. The Pandoric Ninja took a last deep breath and stood firm infront of Ronnie. “Four” the crowd shouted. Before the Third second could be counted a kick that was heard around our world was snapped. A vicious front kick landed on Ronnie’s chin sending his head backwards with such a force that his neck snapped. The arena that was shaking with the excitement of its spectators now stood silent as we stared in disbelief at the lifeless body of Ronnie on the arena mat. The next sound we heard was just as bone chilling as the smile on The Pandoric Ninja’s face. It was the desperate scream of  Brother Ronnie crying out in pain at the sight of his brother’s body.

Our healers rushed to the side of Ronnie. Not a single soul breathed, no one moved. We watched in horror as the healers swarmed around Ronnie and tried to block out the cries of Brother Ronnie. Sadly, there was nothing anyone could do. The healers drew a white sheet over Ronnie and pronounced him dead. Brother Ronnie flung his body over his brother’s and screamed at everyone to leave them. So the arena emptied, slowly in shock each one of us shuffled out of the bleachers, no one speaking, no one wanting to confirm the sight they had witnessed with words. As the last person left the arena the Pandoric Ninja presented himself as who he truly was. He had fooled us all, he was Satan himself. Maybe if our world had seen evil before, we would have recognized his empty eyes, but we were naïve.

That day, in the middle of that mat, Brother Ronnie made a deal with the devil that was not his to make. He promised Satan his and his brother’s soul. He promised that he would immediately join Satan beyond the pits of hell if he would allow his wonderful brother to live. Satan, bent on gathering more souls than God himself so he could one day tip the scales recongnized the weight of Ronnie’s soul for it was such a huge and loving soul, one that could have easily been equal to ten regular souls. Greedy with the lust of power, Satan agreed on one condition, he would also own Ronnie’s soul. Brother Ronnie agreed and was that second whisked away to hell never to be seen again. Ronnie awoke but to the dismay of Satan, he awoke with such a vengeance for Ronnie had been standing at the gates of Heaven about to cross the threshold and join the Chamber of Angels when his soul was drug back to earth. Luckily for Ronnie and for us, God himself had been watching. There wasn’t much he could do as the devil’s agreement was already signed, but as Ronnie’s soul was yanked back to earth, God himself breathed a blessing upon him. When Ronnie opened his eyes he screamed with rage at the demonic scenes that Satan was trying to bestow upon, attempting to have Ronnie do his evil bidding. Ronnie screamed again and the holy glow of God filled the room and Satan under the burning power of God was forced to flee. Ronnie did win the battle for his soul that day, but he would never be quite the same. That day Ronnie Became Ronnie The Guy. People feared what he had gone through and whispered of his story behind closed doors mentioned him only by The Guy, fearful that somehow if they mentioned his full name it would bring the revenge of Satan to our world.

They were wrong about speaking Ronnie The Guy’s name, but they were right about the revenge of Satan. Satan wanted a soul as powerful as Ronnie The Guy’s and was building a scheme to conquer our world. Ronnie The Guy had been warned about this by God himself and began travelling our world looking for souls that needed saving. For many years he travelled disappointed in his quest for there was no one needed saved. That was all about to change very soon.

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[PrincessZeldaWannabe]

You need some dialogue to lighten it up and keep it going, but overall, it's VERY well-written!

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