A/N: This story is going to go on hiatus for a bit after this chapter. Sorry! Also, I apologize that this chapter is really short compared to everything else...I need some time to think up of new ideas and such.

Queen Charlotte and Yangoki Beast have been defeated, but what has Kouzan been up to in his fight against Timmy?!

Kouzan was breathing heavily as he ran down the aisles, screaming for everyone to get out of his way. Suddenly, the soup section burst apart, and Timmy came charging through the smoke. Spinning around, foam practically poured from the giant man's mouth as he chased after Kouzan.

"COME...BACK...HEEEEEEEEEEEEERE!" roared Timmy.

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Kouzan cried back as he leaped over an old woman who was struggling to move her shopping cart.

Raising his fists, Timmy snapped, "MOVE OUT OF THE WAY, YOU OLD BIDDY!"

Suddenly, the old lady smashed Timmy across the face with her cane, and he fell on his ass in shock and surprise.

"...You'll never win if you continue to let rage take control of your mind..." the old lady snarled in the tone of a master speaking to his/her unworthy apprentice.

"WHAAAAAAAAAT?!"

Seeing that Timmy was currently being distracted, Kouzan took this moment to jump into the deli mart, and hide behind the butcher's apron...while he was still wearing it.

"GTFO, U TROLL!" the butcher snapped, blood from his most recent steak still dripping from his knife.

Shrieking like a little girl, Kouzan did as demanded, and he ran off. Soon, Timmy was once again chasing after him.

"DIIIIIIIIIIIE!" Timmy swung his axe, and several energy waves were sent flying at Kouzan.

"OH CRAP!" Leaping to the side, Kouzan barely dodged in time, and he watched as the energy waves tore right through the cereal aisle with ease.

Chuckling, Timmy mocked, "C'mon out, little ant...so I can crush you! Geh heh heh..."

Pulling out his bamboo blades again, Kouzan closed his eyes and focused. 'I need to win...I have to win...I MUST WIN!' He went over a thousand different skills he had mastered, but he figured none of them would be effect...except for one.

"THERE YOU ARE!" Timmy exclaimed as he pounced in front of Kouzan, his axe held high. Foam flew out of the giant man's mouth like he washaving a seizure from all of this.

Suddenly, Kouzan's eyes snapped back open...even though you couldn't tell anyway with all that hair.

"CHIMACHI-KOUZAN SURGE OF KAMIKAZE 002!"

Timmy's axe tore through Kouzan's face...only he then vanished.

Blinking a few times, Timmy looked around in complete confusion. "W...WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED?!"

"Over here...jackass."

Turning around, Timmy coughed up blood when a huge sword came crashing down on him. Looking up, he saw that Kouzan had now transformed into a giant Samurai-like figure, completely covered in the medieval armor of the Japanese samurai. A dark, lime-green aura flowed off his body, and two glowing red eyes peered out from within the demonic helmet.

"What...WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU?!" Timmy screamed in horror.

Without answering, Kouzan unsheathed ten swords at once, holding them in between his fingers. Poor Timmy pleaded for help, but it was no use. Kouzan brought the tips of the swords down upon him...and Timmy was finished.

Transforming back to his human form, Kouzan let out a sigh of relief. 'Man...didn't think I'd be able to pull that off...it's a good thing I remembered it...'

However, a trail of blood poured down Kouzan's face, and he winced in pain. 'I knew it...using that technique...was a bad idea...if I use it again, I might actually die...'

Wiping the blood from his face, Kouzan quickly ran out of the market. Screaming in pleasure, he fell into an open manhole by accident...and it was full of drunk alligators playing checkers.

'OH DEAR.'