Shachor had fallen asleep after learning all the notes on the flute along with a few songs from the twins, and was leaning against a wall as he snored. Nepgear had propped herself underneath his arm and allowed herself to drift off, silently sleeping. Rom had been cold after they stopped playing together, and also light headed after playing for so many hours straight. She had crawled over to the large beacon of dark warmth, leaning against his side and passing out. Ram was very mad that this guy was stealing her sister from her, but didn't want to sleep alone. Ram stole what was left of his arm and fell asleep, leaving a large combination of power for anyone who could sense it.
As IF and Mina watched the strange spectacle, a figure walked into the Basilicom through the cold, blowing hot air on her mittens. "So, why am I here?" Lastation's Oracle asked, without any annoyance in her tone. Kei removed her coat and placed a new leather one on the godly group to keep them warm, and rustling Shachor's hair. "I know you want to discuss his plan, but why couldn't we do this over the phone?"
Mina quietly gestured both IF and Kei to the computer screen she was looking at. "Shachor claims that he has only lost fifty percent of his power, but the data I ran on him begs to differ." Shachor was currently weaker than all the candidates that Mina had data on. Kei narrowed her eyes at the scaling area. She nudged Mina out of the way and entered in some factors that we related to Shachor alone, including moves, abilities, and training factors. Kei gestured to screen and Mina sighed. "That explains his claims. He probably figured we wouldn't understand if he explained himself.
"There. Next?" Kei asked.
"Check his health. He operates in slightly evident pain that the girls seem ignorant to." IF said, and Kei nodded. She walked over to the sleeping CPU candidate, and felt his forehead. It was extremely hot, yet not at all sweaty. Kei tapped her chin, knowing that he wasn't hot enough to steam his own sweat just yet. Kei overlooked the flaw and checked his muscles, feeling for it's girth It was stretched to maximum, and was obviously strained. His breathing was slow and meditative as if to keep his power flowing evenly to keep himself alive. Kei wanted to move the weights to see what happened to the skin beneath, but the restraints wouldn't budge.
Kei backed away from him and sighed. "He's functional, not healthy. He'll need his ability to last a while in a true fight." Kei ran some quick calculations in her head, blue eyes dancing around the room. "Knowing Shachor he'll get to the nexus of the portal fast and destroy it. The chances of him needing to transform are low, but not impossible. If he's going in alone he'll have to. If he goes in there with someone else who can transform and fight with him he'll be fine. No transformation allowed thanks to his stubborn insistence of obeying his sister." Kei sighed, but having a feeling that it wouldn't last. "I should've allowed more defiance in his growing up. Too bad I trained any bit of it out of him." Kei put her coat on again, deciding that they would be fine. "Anything else before I trudge back?" Both women shook their heads. "Actually, I have one more thing for IF." The brown haired Guild agent looked up. "If Shachor transforms, get out of the dungeon as fast as possible. He'll defeat, basically kill whatever he perceives the highest threat to him based off my predictions. The CPU candidates and you will be top tier to him."
With that the motherly Oracle was gone and the two remaining awake shocked.
In the morning the god was awake and ready for a dangerous fight. He stirred the other candidates, and the group of four were all ready for the plan to take place fully. The adults woke up later, and found the four gods sparring with one another. Shachor was below their level with more skill as he danced around attacks using his Shares to his advantage. IF called for the four to stop, and the twins whined about how they were getting used to fighting. "Save it for the Killachines. We are gonna need all your energy to protect the Mascot from them." The two were silenced at that by the red eyed god, and followed him out of the room. IF solemnly noticed this, as it seemed that they would only obey him, and if he was ever lost...
"No, can't think about that." IF muttered, following after Cyber, who was following Shachor with a piece of ham in her mouth.
The two underlings had returned to their headquarters, and handed over the Mascot essence to the Brave. "Good, now Lord Trick will escort you back to the area to release Killachines." Brave stated, and vanished through a pink portal.
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Shachor saw a shooting star in the direction the squadron was traveling, and he didn't know why it was so dark. He shrugged it off as he carried Ram on his back, as the little goddess said she didn't want the waste any energy. Rom was trailing right beside him, and Nepgear was watching the three from a foot behind.
Shachor had began a light jog which Nepgear to keep up with. She could tell he wasn't as strong as she was, but he still acted like it. In the sparring session the four had this morning he had hit her with the attack she was forced to take before, and she had recovered instantly to Shachor's surprise. The only thing hat Nepgear knew was that he sudden strength drop was related to his new weights. Nepgear wanted to ask, but at the same time she feared the god wouldn't explain. She noticed his smirk as he began to run through snow banks, jumping from one to the next. She copied him whilst picking up Rom. Planeptune raced Lastation while all the side companies struggled to keep up.
"Was he always like this?" IF asked Cyber, who laughed.
"I couldn't know. I met him the same day you did, he just appeared on his own will." Cyber explained, trying and failing to keep up with the gods. "Either way let's hope he can keep this up. He's not as tense and his motions are becoming much more fluid. All he needs to do is slap a transformation on there and we are golden. Or black, either works."
IF nodded as the party reached the dungeon. All of them flinched at the sight of the first Killachine, a gray metallic beast wielding an axe with multiple metal arms and possibly a mace. "Shachor, you lead the way." IF whispered, and the god motioned the other goddesses to transform. They did, and the Killachine turned at the flash. Before it could analyze the situation Shachor had taken his scythe and disembodied one of it's arms. Shachor tried to catch the axe that fell, and struggled to do so. He threw it to Ram who caught it happily and lunged from behind him at the Killachine with the speed boost of a Share Panel, removing three arms. Shachor eyed another one and summoned a sharp Share Panel and launched it, slicing another arm off for an axe which he handed to Rom. Ram refused his help and the god summoned his scythe once more as he stood alongside Rom against one Killachine. The two smiled at another and danced around a mace swing, Rom lunging with an axe swing, removing another arm in the high groaning of metal. Shachor infused the power of a Hyper Burst into his scythe blade and began an Energy Combo. One slice across the bottom, another to an arm, another to the head, and repeated again and again until all the Hyper Burst energy was spread through out the mass of the mechanical menace. He detonated the bright blue energy to blow it into Rom's shimmering Ice Coffin, and the monster exploded.
While all this was happening, Cyber ran up to Shachor. "Why are they out? I thought they were imprisoned!" Shachor motioned towards Nepgear and the rest of the party to follow him as he ran toward what he could sense was the Mascot.
"ASIC members. I would joke, but I cannot handle them, the Killachines, not members that well to be cocky enough to do so." Shachor pointed out. "Red, Compa, IF, and Cyber, I see them. It's four against two. I can also see the portal. Nepgear and I will take care of the nexus, you take care of the Mascot and one of you sub out to help Rom and Ram if needed. Understand?" The four nodded and burst off into battle, shocking both the rat and the girl. Shachor popped into the portal with Nepgear tailing him and was thrown into a large vast whiteness with inactive Killachines lying around. Shachor focused his energy into a portal burst that sent black portals under all of them, sending them all as far as he could see over the horizon so the duo wouldn't have to deal with them. Both of them could sense the nexus of the portal and as they ran through the vastness to it a CPU Breaker appeared in front of them. The large gallant monster raised it's duel blades, and Shachor winced. Nepgear noted this and charged the beast with a laser blade swing. The CPU Breaker whirled around the blow and brought one of it's golden blade down on her, which was intercepted from a scythe spinning through the air. A Hyper Burst fist was sent to the Breaker and sent it back three feet. In response the machine took half his face with a sword swing and Shachor face was gashed, causing the god to hold his face as he jumped back.
"Shachor?!" Nepgear cried, lunging for him. Shachor raised a Share Wall, deciding that a shield would be too small. Three swings later, Nepgear was taking hits to the back to keep Shachor from getting hurt. Shachor threw her off to get sliced across the chest to make sure she wouldn't pass out and leave them both extremely vulnerable. Shachor began to parry swings of them blades with his claw gloves, sparks flying everywhere. Nepgear activated M.P.B.L. and Shachor rolled out of the way as the purple laser slammed into the beast, losing blood by the second as he stained the pristine earth. Shachor was wanting to transform, yet he knew if he could get his ability running he would win. He just needed something to activate it... "AH!" His head snapped to see Nepgear sprawling through the air like a rag doll as she spun out on the ground. Shachor growled and allowed rage to enter him like he did before. He was beaten, his new ally was beaten, he stubbornness refused him his own transformation, everything was failing as far as he knew...
"ENOUGH!" He roared, his calm visage being torn apart in a burst of both Share and Anti Energy. The heavy weights were being forced away, yet clasping on, and being forced away. The Share Energy began to swirl around it, lifting the weights away from him just enough to remove all negative effects of them and she raw red skin that had been eaten away at like his very existence. His power quadrupled and he took to the air on a boost panel at beyond maximum power. Shachor summoned his scythe back and pulled it back like a baseball bat, warping through a portal to sent the CPU Breaker flying with a fully charged swing with the flat of his blade. He warped back over to Nepgear and healed her with a pod before turning back the mech. "I'll play up close and destroy the enemy. You provide support and ranged strikes only." Nepgear was about to argue when Shachor shook his head. "I can only hold this for so long before my emotions are locked down again. No time." Shachor ran at the mech who was charging the two of them, and both swords and scythe clashed in splashes of red and flashes of blue. The machine was stalled by laser shots from Nepgear allowing Shachor enough time to charge a powerful Lastation Decimation and fire from both palms, the night blast enveloping the metallic mediator. Shachor lunged at the smoking machine with a Whirlwind Ripper, tearing into his enemy's steel skin with ease. Another M.P.B.L. as the torn apart mech was impaled by the iris laser, and both blades were stolen by a greedy Shachor. Shachor launched both blades to impale the Breaker and tie it to the ground. Nepgear dove in with the final blow that caused the winning explosion, which Shachor smirked yet rolled his eyes at. With his adrenaline fading the slice on chest and cheek began to hurt again. He heard the Killachines as they were rushing over to the source of the explosion and Shachor found the nexus. With a solid swing of his scythe the core was sliced in half, and began to radiate high levels of energy. It was about to detonate! Shachor couldn't focus that much thanks to the wave of monsters coming at him, Nepgear screaming in shock, and his senses being overloaded by the now shattered orb of dimensions. He could die, Nepgear couldn't, so he went along with his plan as his ability faded. He whirled around and sent a Hyper Burst into Nepgear's stomach to send her flying out of the inter dimensional room.
Shachor was able to gather enough focus as his ability cut out to put together a portal and one word as he fell through Live.
Sorry for taking a while! BYE!