The final battle between Super Shadow and Black Night, the Super form of Blacklight, has begun. But where is it happening?
An intense, continuous sound can be heard, like that of a raging river. Slowly, Super Shadow opens his eyes. He is surrounded on all sides by two kinds of energy, one of gold and white, the other of purple and black, which flow around him. The two are unevenly mixed, in small shreds in some places, and large patches in others. In a somewhat erratic fashion, the two energies are constantly morphing and flowing, one type of energy almost constantly flowing into and overtaking the other, only to be itself overtaken. “What…what is this place…?” His voice echoes off into the distance.
“An excellent question.” Another loud cough announces the presence of Black Night.
Shadow groans. “Why can’t we both have just died?”
Black Night emerges from the swirl of energy. As he does, the area around him grows intensely more erratic, with light and darkness shifting and stabbing into each other so quickly that it almost can’t be tracked by the eye. “But Shadow! If I were dead, then the world would have to miss out on my unique and exciting brand of comedy!” Shadow glares at him. “What? I wasn’t joking. Or was I? Hm.”
Shadow sighs. “What do you know about this place?”
“Oh, right, that. Tell me, Shadow, when you use Chaos Control, what do you see?”
“See?” Black Night nods. “I see the place that I was, and then the place that I end up.”
“I’m afraid that’s incorrect. Go ahead. Think about it. Think about that one, momentary instant,” he snaps his fingers, “between starting point and destination.”
Shadow scrunches his face as he thinks hard. “There isn’t any…or…is there?” He starts to look around, perhaps gaining some vague recognition of the strange realm.
“You got it. Welcome to the Flow of Chaos. We are currently connected to all of space, and all of time.”
“And…this energy around us?”
Black Night shrugs. “Heck if I know. So…what now?”
“I’d say nothing’s changed.” Shadow takes a fighting stance in the air.
“Yes, yes, you’re probably right. But do you really want to fight in here? Doesn’t it seem almost…blasphemous?” Shadow says nothing. “Fine, fine, take the first move. I’m ready.”
Shadow takes the opportunity. “Chaos Frost!” He throws his hand forward. But nothing happens.
“Uh…hate to break this to you, but there isn’t any ice in here.”
“Or air, for that matter. Here, let me try. Chaos Void!” Rather than emerging from himself, the dark energy from the realm around them is thrown from its place, towards Shadow in a massive, unavoidable onrush.