Chapter 3

Dan proceeded into the back of the store, walking and waddling his way through the thugs. He made it to the door and looked over his shoulder, No thugs around, I better find a way out of here, He thought to himself, opening the door.

Inside Aaron was listening to Jessica talk about duel monsters when Dan, still in his disguise, come in.

Jessica eyed him strangely, "What's with your outfit? Look's like it shrank in the wash, or have you had one to many donuts?"

"Why does everyone poke fun at my size, its only muscle!" Dan shouted, taking off his hood.

"DAN! How'd you get here!? Who's your tailor?" Aaron asked excitedly.

"One of our friends from outside was the donor, and I've had the ride from hell, who is your friend?" He asked.

"Her name is Jessica, Jessica, meet my best friend Dan." Aaron introduced them.

"He looks like he could lose a few pounds." She said.

"What did I just say about that? Or maybe you want me to try them out on you?" Dan asked, with a few veins in his head starting to poke out.

"Did you think of a way to escape yet or were you planning of using your head as a battering ram?" She asked, not giving Dan eye contact.

"She's got a point Dan, they were after you too." Aaron said.

"But why is my question, I didn't start anything, how 'bout you?" Dan asked Jessica, who shook her head.

"Well I can say this, escape won't be easy, the entire floor is covered by guys with guns. So unless we're bullet proof, we are going to have a hell of a time getting out of here." Dan said, bluntly.

Aaron raised his hand; still in it was the Gearfried card, If only you were read, He thought to himself.

Just then, the monster on the card red eyes glowed, "Whoa!" Aaron said, just as the card began to shine.

"Aaron, what's happening to you?" Jessica asked as he was surrounded in bright rings of light.

Aaron couldn't think of anything to say, as he felt full of energy, his body changing. His shoes turned to dark cloth, his legs encased in back metal, his waist and lower torso thinned out and turned metallic, his arms change to metal, his left arm grew a shield, and his right arm, from the elbow down turned into a sharp blade. His head transformed into a metal helmet and his eyes flashed a bright red. He had become the card!

"Whoa! He's turned into somesort of robot." Dan exclaimed.

"No, Dufus, he turned into the Iron Knight from the card." Jessica said, just as most of the robed thugs burst into the room.

"NO!! He learned to transform! Shoot him before he learns how to use his powers!" Shouted the Boss.

The robed fanatics raised their automatic guns and let loose a hail of bullets. Gearfried's eyes flashed and in an instant, appeared in front of Dan and Jessica and raised his shield, a huge transparent Millennium shield appeared and blocked all the bullets.

"NO!!!" The boss shouted.

Gearfried raised his blade behind him, and it began to spin. The blade began to shine, and as it spun like a cone of light.

"Whoever you are, you made a mistake threatening my friends' lives, and it's time to taste my metal." He said, his eyes glowing. He arched the blade behind him, "IRON FIERCE!!!" He swung the blade; a massive wave of energy came out blowing a hole right through the store!

The thugs were strewn around the ruins, injured for sure, but all were still breathing. Dan walked up to the metal warrior and put his hand on his cold iron shoulder, "Nice shot man." He said, quietly.

"Thanks Dan, I can believe I just did this, look at it!" He said, waving his blade at the large gaping hole in the front of the store, and the mess of debris spread all over the floor.

"It was amazing, but here is a question, how do you turn back?" Jessica asked.

"He won't need to, after I kill him!" A voice called out of the rubble.

Gearfried raised his blade, "Who ever you are, show yourself, unless you wish to run."

"I don't run from amateurs." The voice said as it emerged from the rubble. It was big, wore a light purple armor with red shoulder pads and horned helmet, smelt like dumpster and sweat socks, muscled and carrying an axe. It was a Battle Ox.

"Do you think I'm easily intimidated?" Gearfried asked, but not lowering his guard.

"You would if you knew what was in store for you, AXE SLAM!" The Ox shouted as he swung his axe downward. A stream of energy came flying at Gearfried, he raised his shield and was shot backwards into the wall, and smashed right through!

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Where's that pride of yours' now?" The ox snorted. But just then, a brick smacked him in the face.

"I still got it, how 'bout you?" Gearfried asked, as swung his blade at stray brick and sent it flying at the ox. The unprocessed beef product countered with his axe and sliced the brick in half.

"I'll slaughter you for that shot." It growled.
"I'll take that under consideration. Catch!" Gearfried shot another brick at the Axe wielding quarter pounder. The Ox chopped it and charged at him. Gearfried pointed it shield forward and his blade at his side and lunged at the charging bull.

"AXE SLAM ATTACK!!!" The Ox roared swinging his ax in a downward swing.

"TAURO!" Gearfried said as he suddenly shot past the Swing and turned around behind the Ox. "IRON FIERCE!" He called out as he swung his blade and slashed the ox down.

The Ox glowed and transformed into the Boss of the thugs. "He could change too?" Dan wondered.

"How did you do that?" Jessica asked.

"His only real attack was a powerful downswing which was too slow, so I used a little bit of my strength to glide myself forward during the lunge to get around him." Gearfried said.

"So I was right, You are the ones." Said a voice from behind. They all turned around to see a group of guys in suits surrounding a girl with shimmering brown hair in the headlights of the cars.

"Who are you?" Gearfried asked, as he raised his weapon.

"I am a friend, one who knows what you are and why you have such amazing abilities." She said.

"Abilities? What do you mean?" Dan asked.

"Come on Daniel, You think that jump of yours was very average for a guy like you? And what about you Jessica? You take a look when you shuffle your deck? At the speed you can shuffle would rival the wing beats of a humming bird. And Aaron, or should I say Gearfried, What do you think I mean about you? If you come with me I will explain everything."

To be continued.