Hey, guys. So, just a quick message to promote my other account, GodOfFighting.

I have a second account because the pieces on that one mostly focus on anime-related universes and powers, while this account is for ones that don't have those direct influences of stories or characters. I did this because...well, I just wanted to. So, if you like the stories on this account, go check out some of the pieces I made on that one.

If you're not a usual fan of anime related stuff, that's cool, just stick to this account for that.

Although I suppose working on like 6 or 7 stories on a time might be a bad idea, I have too many ideas in my head and if I don't get them down, then they just vanish.

Anyways, most of the pieces on that already have a decent amount of chapters, so feel free to explore it. Thanks!


(Marco's POV)

Marco stood over Monster arm, staring down at his adversary.

"I'm going to fucking kill you." Monster Arm said, glaring up at the Hispanic teen unstably. With the arm that he still had, Monster arm swung at Marco.

The boy sped under the attack, using the speed force in his arm to land a solid gut punch in the monster's stomach, then went for an uppercut. The monster was forced back a couple of yards, it's feet dragging along the ground. It finally stopped and spat green blood.

"Nothing like a concussion to really get the blood flowing, huh?" Marco said, standing straight.

"RAAAARGH!" Monster Arm charged. Marco sped behind him, landing a punch in the back. Monster arm was stretched backward and swung to try and hit the boy. Marco sped in front of Monster Arm and hit him in the stomach hard, then swung a fist downward hitting him on the head. He then sped out of the way. Marco stooped about four feet away from him.

"Is that really all you got? All power." Marco smirked. "No speed."

Monster Arm yelled and swung at him multiple times, Marco continues to dodge.

Man, this feels great! It's like the adrenaline is pumping my entire body! Marco thought, kicking Monster Arm's legs. The monster fell on his back, and Marco landed about thirty continuous punches to his head, not holding back just enough not to kill it.

Marco jumped back, ready to dodge another attack. It never came through.

Monster Arm lies on the ground, his face smoking and body twitching.

". . . wow, that felt good." He said, clenching his fist in front of him. "I feel like I could take on an army."

"Good for you." Marco heard. He looked up, seeing Monster Arm standing shakily. "Heh, what an interesting power. Tell me, do you know who I am?"

"Hmph, of course, I do. Like I could forget that ugly . . . everything" Marco said, looking over the warped body of his irregular.

"HA! You got jokes, huh?" Monster Arm stood up straight. "We'll see who's laughing when Dash drives her hand through your heart."

"What do you know about Dash?" Marco said. Her?

"Hahaha. Beat me all you want, torture me, you'll never get a peep. You see, I got a little trick up my sleeve."

". . .Your ability to be a punching bag?" Marco said cockily. Under any other circumstance would he act like this, but he was feeling good right now.

"NO!" It screamed, momentarily letting its anger get through. "You see, Marco, you know me. You must know where I come from, right? Tell me, what body am I in, right now?"

". . . Fuck." Marco said under his breath as he put two and two together.

"Oh, do you? You see, this is the body of your irregular. Kill me, you die." It laughed. "Or maybe I should kill myself and take you with me."

Does it work like that? Marco thought. I thought I merged with my Irregular, but can the body still affect me?

"I can see right through you." Monster Arm chuckled.

"Whatever. All I have to do is knock you out." Marco took a step forward.

"Uh-uh-uh." Monster Arm said, wagging his finger. "I can create acid in my stomach. Of course, my stomach protects my skin . . . from the inside that is. It doesn't do anything to protect my outer skin. You leave my sight, and I melt myself."

"You would kill yourself just to get me."

"I think you underestimate just how powerful Dash is." Monster Arm laughed. "You don't stand a chance."

". . ." Marco glared at Monster Arm, weighing his options. Monster Arm was too dangerous to let go, but it was too dangerous to let him roam free. What could he do? He began to plan when he saw something familiar in Monster Arm's black eyes.

Then Marco began to chuckle. Monster Arm blinked confusedly.

"What are you doing?" It said. Marco laughed out loud. "WHAT'S SO FUCKING FUNNY?!"

"It seemed you underestimated me, too," Marco said, still slightly laughing. "You underestimated my willingness to die."

"What?" Monster Arm said in shock. "Don't play with me, you fucker."

"Oh, trust me, I'm not," Marco said. "You seem so confident in your little fail-safe, but that whole plan hinges on whether I care about my own life."

"Don't you bluff me, I'm not playing any games."

"Did you not just hear me?" Marco said, starting to step closer. "I guess I gotta say it a little louder."

"Don't you come closer!" Monster Arm yelled, visibly concerned now. "I'll-"

"Kill yourself?" Marco said. "Go ahead, save me the trouble. You see, even if I die too, you'll still be gone. That's my goal right now, and I'll do anything to complete my mission." Marco had gotten almost a foot from Monster Arm, enough to smell its breath and see the anger and defeat in its eyes.

"You're just bluffing!" It yelled.

"Am I? No, I think you are." Marco said. "This entire time I've been getting closer, you could have started the whole 'melting yourself' plan. I don't think you're lying about your powers, no. I think you're afraid. Not of me, of course, but of dying."

"You. . ."

"The difference between us," Marco said, getting in a karate stance, "is that I'm willing to die. You're not. So, if you're going to kill yourself, go ahead and do it before I beat the living shit out of you."

"YOU-"

"Clench your jaw-" Marco said, speeding a punch to the left side of its face.

Monster Arm was launched a few feet and fell to the ground unconscious. Lightning still radiated off of Marco's body, as he used a little too much power in that punch.

"-and go to sleep."