Neptune POV
My Nep senses are tingling. I sense something, I sense something coming right... "Lady Histoire!" The big double doors blew open to reveal...! A speedy white boy with slightly short black anime hair and a rather pimping outfit! Nep like...
Mini Histy floated in on her book, smiling. "Zimon! What brings you here?" The guy flashed an snow white smile stuffed his hands in his pockets. "Wait, shouldn't you be at work for Lady White Heart?" Oh, dodging Blanc was a bad idea. Looks like Silver the Black Haired Hedge Clipper may have his head clipped.
"I don't wish to evangelize, but suppose both you and your CPUs felt the sudden drop in Shares last night." Mini Histy nodded. Huh, I didn't sense it. "Yesterday, at least according to the new CPU I met, she is responsible."
"Another CPU?!" I exclaimed, leaping up from my beanbag and rustling Plutie awake.
Zimon nodded. "The one of Applet, yes. She healed my leg after my former Lady took a chunk out of it. I am her Oracle, ma'am. Like you Milady." Mini Histy nodded.
"I figured White Heart would turn on her most loyal servant soon enough. I do not mind helping you, just do not let the other nations know that I am." Zimon hugged the little tome, and Histoire patted back. Why do I feel that I've seen this guy before? "What does this CPU need?"
"Could I gain a copy of your Shares manipulating tactics? My CPU will read it, unlike your own, Milady." Zimon stated, rubbing an index finger underneath his nose.
"What do you mean Hedge Clipper?" I asked, and Plutie blinked awake.
"-_-."
"Sigh..." Zimon stated, and Pultie saw him. "You have to deal with that?"
"Everyday."
"My purest apologies. Either way, allow me to leave. I've heard of the dangers of this CPU Iris Heart." Mini Histy materialized a little book. "Sorry, Milady, bigger?" The book became much bigger, and Zimon saluted and was gone in moments.
"Hiiiiiisty, who was thaaaaaaat?" Plutie asked, and I nodded. I'm pretty sure I know him.
"Zimon. He served under Lady White Heart for years now, and he was great rivals with a man named Rocnok. The two tended to but heads whenever they came across each other, and when he came to the Basilicom while you two were with Noire, Zimon protected me without question." Mini Histy smiled "It's good to know that he got to work under a person that respects him." Hm. Zimon...
Zimon POV
I ran back to my own territory, which no goddess could claim now. 'A perfect training ground!' I nodded.
"Should we really detail the training?" I asked. "I mean, any person who knows anything about anime would be able to tell that we are about to get strong AF."
'True, true, true. I mean, we're gonna be fighting the same high level monsters and ourselves. It'll get boring fast. Yeah. Let's go and skip three years! Author! Options!'
Three Year Skip? Y/N
"Wow. That worked." I stated, crossing my arms at the large floating question. "I could of sworn I was in the Ultradimension and not playing some hijacked VRMMO server.
No? Confirm.
"Yes. I'll take the skip, funny man!"
Yes? Confirm.
"YES! Sweet Bleez... Woah!" I landed in the future. I need to go back! The rush, the energy, the power! I need to see my family! A flash montage of the past three years flew by me. Training with myself, I never lost. Either way. I... I caused genocide!? "Soul, what'd I kill?!"
'We killed every Silver Serpent because them bastards were acting up.' Soul stated angrily, and I checked my hands. I had grown a bit, no... I regressed. How?! 'Yeesh, you think you'd remember. In the book we read, we found out that the best way to syphon Shares into a stronger force, we needed a slimmer body. Our training for the first year in mastering all the Share abilities in the book. Portals, shields, flight in base form, the basics.'
"Share Beam?"
'Share Beam.'
"SHARE BEAM!" I pointed a finger into the sky, and from it erupted a powerful laser. That was one inch wide. I blew off the smoke. "Huh, I expected a Hyper Beam."
'We got that too.'
"HYPA..."
'NO! We're fighting Blanc.' I raised an eyebrow.
"You're fighting Blanc?"
'Naw, we are fighting Blanc. Bitch broke mah leg.' Very true. 'FDB. Just fly over to Lowee, remind yourself of your training, and body a goddess. Nice and Thursday!' Silver stated happily, and I sighed, summoning two panels beneath my feet, and rose into the air, sitting down after the panels merged. 'So, you think you can win?'
"I mean, I mean, just by sensing myself and checking my Share count, it seems that Blanc is going to get destroyed." I stated, seeing Lowee.
'I hope. We did relocate some mountains, so if Blanc stands a chance I'll be surprised.' I tapped my chin.
"I'm going to hold back a bit, give her a fair fight and when she transforms I'll let you lose and have you break some skulls!" I declared, fist pumping and falling off my platform.
'No skull shattering. We want her alive, as then that can allow future alliances after displaying a high amount of dominance.' Silver explained, and I nodded as I kept falling. 'You recovering?' I shrugged and crashed into a snow bank. I stood and shook myself off, my winter coat still on and keeping me toasty. Time to put in my formal resignation. I equipped my gauntlets and arrived at the Basilicom of Lowee. Rocnok was there, but I slid by him. He'd be having a god devouring his empty soul later. I knocked on Blanc's door, and opened it.
"What is it Mi..." She began as she turned around, and she saw me. Gauntlets on. Brown eyes blazing. Air Neps pop... "BASTARD!" I had to deflect a Share Beam, which bored into the ground.
"The name is Zimon! How could you forget?" I asked, going back to crossed arms and leaning against the wall.
"Your sorry ass just left one night and never came back for three years!" Blanc declared, slamming her fist against her desk chair.
"1,096 days, 3 hours, 14 minutes, 23 seconds, and 1 nano second, midget goddess! You made me consider amputation after you took my leg!" I argued.
"And?" She asked, getting bored fast and resting her face on her fist.
"AND?! Did you just ask AND?!" I roared. I knew which leg was kicking somebody into a tree and or mountain.
'Calm down.'
"NO!"
'Calm. The. Gamindustri. God. Down.'
"You are the ONLY Gamindustri god!" I declared, against... Me. What am I on?!
"Forget this." Blanc said angrily, summoning a hammer. "I already hired Rocnok to replace you, so you have no purpose." I froze. This anime troping whore... She just hired my rival. She blasts my leg off, gave me low pay, and hires my rival. The man I repeatedly fought in the name of Lowee she just hired to work directly under her. This dumb bitch.
Still, she... she hired my rival. Nothing big. Nothing big. Nothing big. Nothing... "DIE!" I leaped at her with a legitimate God punch, and was knocked through her wall into the rose garden. I shook off the rubble. "Let me transform."
'No.' Silver stated.
"Let me transform." I repeated.
'No.' He persisted, and I growled with crossed arms.
"Let me transform!" I demanded.
'You never will again if you don't block that hammer.' I looked up to find Blanc bringing her hammer down upon my head. I crossed my arms and my silver gauntlets absorbed the most of the attack. I felt little to nothing but the shockwave, and jumped back. The rose petals were flying in the air, and I could sense her releasing more energy. I decided to stop that and burst forward with two fingers outstretched to jab her right beneath the rib cage and into her lower lung, which caused her to wheeze and keel over. I kneed her in the chin, elbowed her back, a began a Midnight Blitz Combo. I kept jabbing everywhere, a slight funnel of rose petals dancing around the two of us. Just as I was about to uppercut her, she transformed. I may have been stronger, but being that close to a data column did blow me back.
'Run, run to Applet and get ready to transform!'
"Later!" I called, bouncing away on the roofs of Lowee.
"Come back here you bastard!" White Heart demanded, flying after me. I was faster though, and when the fog was thick I'd use portals to get even closer to base. My nation as a whole was laced with fog, as it was strangely moist in the area, so I just when to the clearing I had apparently made for the Basilicom. I sensed White Heart land, and her red eyes pierced through the fog. "I'm gonna kill you!" She declared, raising a finger. "Just like the way I dismembered you." It sparked, and grew faster in power. "Wheres your new goddess now?" She launched the beam and I quickly launched one myself, matching her in power. "Wha... No... No...! NO!" She whimpered, dropping her hand as I smirked.
"Who says it's a goddess?" I felt my pupils shift in color, and expand into power buttons symbols. "HIYAH!" A data column consumed me, and all the fog was blown back, clearing the entire field, leaving just two gods staring each other down. Well, I was staring down White Heart who was shaking.
"How... How could you be... I could I not know? It's been three years!" She stuttered, backing away in fear as Silver advanced.
"What? Rocnok not able to tell you?" He asked, raising a finger. "Either way, this is for my leg." Silver feinted his strike, and quickly sucker kicked White Heart into a tree. "You gotta be faster White Heart! For the eldest CPU you must know more about Shares than me, correct?" Silver questioned, which in turned caused White Heart to charge in a blind rage, and Silver dancing around every single strike. The axe seemed like a toy swung around by a mad child as the dance continued. Silver slid away into a portal that lead high into the sky, and chuckled. "She's getting angrier and angrier with each swing. She's allowing her power to outflow rather than keep it in, which would make her faster and stronger. I wish she knew..." Silver spread his wings, and they expanded until Silver was like a jet plane. "It would be an interesting fight then." He activated Body Blast Bang, and dove downward to White Heart at high speeds. If he missed we were screwed, but we landed our strike and left an enormous dust cloud. The five story column of debris was removed when White Heart began to get angrier and scream in raw hatred. "Lady White Heart!" Silver Soul snapped, crossing his arms. "Enough! For an elder of us gods you scream and whine like a child when your plans go wrong!" White Heart stopped, still growling. "Now, fight me like a warrior and not a child!"
'Will this do her any good?' I asked, and Silver sighed.
"No. She never fought someone who wields hand to hand weaponry like us, and we are simply stronger." White Heart flew at us with a Tanzerin Trombe, yet Silver caught the spinning axe with ease, causing an extreme loud shockwave that had no affect on us. Silver tightened his grip and the godly weapon shattered. With that Silver grabbed her by the ankle and slammed her into the ground, and threw her back up. He raised a hand for what I suppose was a clean finisher, but simply flew up the panting goddess instead. Silver raised a finger to her forehead. "You will die if I go to hard. Good night." With a quick thrust foreword, White Heart reverted back to Blanc in a burst of sputtering data. Silver caught her, smiling a little. "She will be a good sparring partner after she begins to train against Rocnok." Silver opened a portal back to Blanc's room, and flew through it. He laid her down upon her bed, and flew through the portal once again. He reverted back to me, and I summoned a panel to stand on.
"That was anti-climatic." I stated, beginning my float toward Lastation.
'The saying is to dominate, desolate, and renovate.' Silver said as I picked up the pace. 'We dominated her body, we desolated her pride, and renovated her drive to be the best. We did what we needed for one, now onto the next.' I was in Lastation minutes later, and I sensed her. I flew directly at one of the windows in her office, opening a portal just in time to not cause alarm.
"Hey!" I called, and the other goddess turned. I knew not her name, but damn she was fine. "I'm Zimon, can I get your name?" I caught the bullet between two fingers, a wide cheesy grin on my face. "Do I smell salt, is that your weird way of admitting lust?"
The black haired mistress lowered her pistol.
Who is this guy? I'm getting this weird pit in my stomach, but I can't define what to call it... He just caught a bullet, so he has to be extremely fast. Then again this was a regular pistol... "You gonna answer me or am I gonna have to destroy this place to break you out of fantasy land?" Zimon asked, and I growled.
"I'm Noire." I said, and he laughed.
"Like film noire? Explains you being sexy." A blush jumped across my face before I could respond, and he threw his head back and laughed. He flashed two emerald green eyes, and smiled. "Either way, I'm not here to socialize with you." I raised an eyebrow, and he lowered his arms to the sides with open gauntlets hands, putting his left foot behind his right, and tilting his head to the side with a crooked crescent grin. "I'm here to show you why I'm the strongest." I summoned my blade. One of my guards did this, and I disciplined him fast. "Really? No chatting?" He asked, getting in a basic fighting position. "Okay then! Let's just go!" He lunged with two fingers so fast, and he klled all the momentum when he drove him claws into my lower lung causing me to scream in agony as I lost all my air. With that he was upon me once more, and I had to take quick breaths to raise my claymore in time to block his simple strikes. He began to accelerate in pace, and sparks went flying. He had this happy grin, and when I landed a hit on him he licked the blood and double his pace. He reminded me of Plutia's HDD in that sense, and I was getting scared. "Forget it! No more playing around!" He declared, leaning back with a headbutt that caused my head to bleed, and he grabbed my head and dug his claws into my scalp, drawing gentle streams of blood.. He kept slamming our heads together, over and over again with more force in each strike.
"ENOUGH!" I exclaimed, stabbing him right through the stomach with my claymore, and he stumbled back. I smirked and crossed my arms beneath my bosom, watching him struggle. He smirked and let out another deranged laugh. He grabbed the sword by hilt and blade, and began to pull. In a matter of seconds the weapon broke in half, and he smashed the two together, causing an explosion of broken sparks. "How..."
"Transform! Transform already! You'll be more covered anyway!" He demanded, and I back away. He had something planned, and the feeling in my stomach was still there. I ignored my instinct and transformed, the data column devouring me and pitting out Black Heart. "Let's take this to the skye shall we?" He threw open the window, and was gone. I flew out after him, and found him atop another one of the taller buildings in Lastation. How? He didn't leap, he just jumped. I landed on the airplane pad, and Zimon laughed with his arms crossed. "I'll drag this one out, since your reaction will be priceless." What did he mean... What?! Streams of ones and zeros rose up the sides of the building, getting more and more abundant as Zimon just stood there. Suddenly his pupils when white and spilt into three parts. The ones in the middle extended into a line, and with that the other two become quarter circles around the bottoms, and formed power button symbols as all the color was drained from his irises to a pure night black. All the data went on to consume him, and the pit feeling became even stronger. Much stronger. The data burst threw me off the building and when I arrived back on the building a god stood there.
"Hello, Black Heart. My name is Silver Soul, CPU of Applet." The new being stated. "I don't want to defeat your in front of your people, so follow me." He was over the horizon before I could blink, and I burst after him. This was shocking... I had heard news of a new CPU, but a male? He hasn't even developed his nation and he believes he his stronger than me? Fool.
'So, we dragging this out, or ending it fast?' I asked Silver, and he smirked.
"I love strong women. They break like twigs when their are beaten fast." I laughed and we landed back in the clearing. We let her land, but after that there was no mercy. She tried to black our first strike, but Silver predicted the block and spun around her planted a firm kick to Black Heart's back, sending her rolling through the dirt. Silver laughed and flew into the air. With a two outstretched hand she charged a large amount of power into a single source as Black Heart rose. "HYPER LASER STRIKE!" Silver exploded, the ten foot in diameter blast consumed Black Heart with a scream and Silver Soul refused to let up. He finished and pulled one kick right into the back of her head, planting her imprint right next to White Heart's bust. She was gone from that alone, and Silver kicked the unconscious body. "Humph. She will need time to recover and train before she becomes are real threat. Blanc is still a better opponent. I actually feared getting hit by her at least." Silver threw the corpse through a portal on her bed, and closed the portal, reverting.
"Whew, better rest up before we take Purple and Iris." I stated, stretching.
'Very true.' I laid down and stared up at the blanketed sky.
SOUL STATION : Broadcast 2
Z : You better believe it!
SS : You better believe it!
Z : You better believe it!
SS : You better believe it!
Z : We took down two gods! Down two gods!
SS : You better believe it! We bodied two gods!
Z : Bodied two gods!
SS : Okay, let's stop. We need to make some sense. Though, damn. We ran through two of the strongest beings in the universe!
Z : Yup! Let's quit now. We need to get to Planeptune! Bye!
SS : BYE! (Sorry Blanc and Noire lovers, XD)
