Suddenly, a new figure appears behind him, killing all of the advancing Praetorian soldiers.
Darkstorm whips around, ready to fire.
"Who the hell are you??"
"I am you. In the future, you will become me."
"Alright, if you are me, why are you here?"
"In the future, you will be victorious for a time, yet you will nearly face defeat. I have come back in time to strengthen myself, to strengthen you, so that I may become more powerful. Regrettably, I myself, the me that is speaking to you, won't be affected. There will be a new Darkstorm to take my place. Perhaps every time I have traveled back, in this loop of time, I have created a new version of myself, more powerful than the last."
"In that case... do what you have to do"
Future Darkstorm now lifts his hands, mystic-like.
OPEN, SESAMIE!
Past Darkstorm screams the frightening cry of a Darklord, the sound of power, the sound of the pain of his enemies, released at once in the form of laughter.
"I feel it... I am stronger. Long live the Darkness!"
Long live the Darkness."
With that, Future Darkstorm returns to his time in a flash.
did i put this in brikfic? just move it over, to anyone with post-moving capabilities,please.