Disclaimers are silly- obviously you know I don't own anything.
A.N. Dear goodness this was a long time for an update. You can thank Tiffbaby101 for being my inspiration and drive to continue this.
-shakes sore hand and leg- Getting this muse going at all was like pulling nails and tunnel vision writing is bad. You tend to neglect ows.
Awaken
The final ring battle was where it all came together- finally they were all in one place. And it was only a fluke it hadn't happened sooner. With Lambo hospitalized before Chrome's fight, along with Squalo's "death", it was only when Squalo was rolled in by Shamal that at long last the cumulation of all that had been building was finally triggered.
Immediately, the entire 10th generation, part of the Varia, Reborn, and Shamal collapsed, dropping into a rapid unconsciousness. It was so incredibly sudden that the opponents that were against them, warily hesitated.
And it only grew more severe. With an enormous flare, a yellow aura formed around Ryohei, the nine tails breaking off as he stood, excitedly reconnected with his past.
Next, Squalo stood, something deemed impossible by the damage to his body. The damage that, as the bandages were ripped off, were revealed as completely gone. "Jashin-sama has granted me his blessing again!" Squalo crowed.
And as Takeshi rose, a vicious grin slipped across his face, seeming surreal on the normally mild mannered boys face. The blue aura rising around him, combined with the yellow aura of Ryohei, pressed down on everyone.
Kyoya shot up, startled, his Sharingan flashing on and off in pure bewilderment, flashing through the various stages.
The brash Hayato lept up with a grin, giddily pulling out dynamite. "The artist is back in business, un!"
As if hearing the storm from where he lay, Lambo rose, impassively if not disapprovingly gazed in the direction Hayato was, ignoring the rising rage of Levi.
The illusion of bindings around Chrome became real black webbing, but Chrome faded into papers, drifting away to the other side of the room, and Mammon had no real desire to continue.
Reborn stood as tall as his form allowed, his own Sharingan blazing in smug victory and exasperated fondness, his memories returned. Leon could only roll his eyes, one eye black and the other white, as the past plant future lizard contemplated his charge.
Tsuna lifted up as if not under his own control, confidently staring at Xanxus.
Xanxus knew he shouldn't be scared of this bratty trash, but the orange ripple patterned eyes, felt to seal his doom.
And far far away, the Vindice scrambled, when one of their high security prisoners faded away from where he was contained, and Rokudo Mukuro was no more.
A.N. :D super excite.