(Don't worry, Rutee, you wouldn't have seen it coming; I came up with it yesterday. Okay, and now, here's your damn fight, Prier!)

The Myth of Crystaelius:

Chapter Fourteen: Duel between Filgaia

Crystaelius avoided another blast as he leaped upon a boulder. "Your aim is quite off, my friend!" he shouted, receiving only a grin as Jet continued his barrage of attacks.

The boy shrugged and jumped over the next one, effortlessly dodging the next flurry of blasts. He then dashed at his opponent, preparing an energy sphere in his left hand, but before he could even thrust towards Jet, he had ducked and nailed the boy in the abdomen with an uppercut which sent him through the air.

Jet fired once more, but Crystaelius recovered quickly and swept the energy aside with his right hand and returned a series of invisible energy bursts with his left.

The Drifter easily dashed backwards and began to charge up another attack while Crystaelius gathered energy.

They then shot both blasts, and a deafening explosion occurred. Crystaelius flew back down towards Jet as the light from the explosion lessened and executed a combo of punches. Jet swiftly blocked each of the attacks with his arm and stepped aside to avoid the next blast which destroyed the entire area of Orion behind him.

He then pulled the trigger on the weapon, watching as the blast made contact with Crystaelius, causing a massive explosion.

Jet laughed and leaped into the air, firing downwards at the boy. Crystaelius quickly shot his hand up, deflecting the blast back at Jet. Another explosion occurred and the Drifter fell back to the ground, rolling to lessen the damage. He then held the weapon to the side as more wires sprouted and began to form a blade at the end of the barrel.

Crystaelius stopped and wiped some blood from his bottom lip. "I must say, you're quite an extraordinary fighter. Of course, I am not a warrior, and I prefer to settle matters with conversing, but I suddenly feel like defeating you myself."

Jet chuckled. "This warm up is over; you've been holding back."

The boy sighed. "How true, how true… Well, then, if you wish to experience the almighty strength of Fligaia then step back."

The Drifter continued chuckling and took a few steps back as a somewhat small, blue aura surrounded Crystaelius. There was complete silence for a few moments before cracks began to appear in the floor. They grew larger and larger, and the snow falling around them began to form a blizzard. The planet itself seemed to tremble as the oceans of sand burst upwards. The barren wastelands glowed a bright hue as trees and grass sprouted from it. Pristine water erupted from the sand and began to fill up the wide gaps between the islands.

"Do you see now! With only a slight increase in energy I can bring Filgaia back to life!" Crystaelius shouted over the roar of snow and water and the rumbling.

Jet frowned. "Perhaps, but what does this little show mean? Have you become more powerful, or is this to impress me?"

The boy grinned and raised his hands, forming another energy sphere. He then yelled and shot it at Jet, who jumped up. The blast exploded and destroyed the entire area left of Orion.

The Drifter directed his jump to the Ewl, preparing to strike. Crystaelius flew back and blocked the slash with his right index finger. He then blocked the next flurry of attacks and countered by jamming his knee into Jet's stomach and then knocking me away. The Filgaia Sample stopped mid- air however, and retaliated by firing another blast. Crystaelius twirled around avoided it, raising his right hand above his head and forming a much larger energy sphere and hurling it. The blast collided with Jet and fell into the ocean, causing a massive explosion. Huge tidal waves flew up, and the ground and mountains shook and blew apart. He then formed an even larger blast, shooting it at the now apparent crater in the ocean floor.

Another beam of energy soared through the blast and at Crystaelius however. The boy fired a blast to cancel out the attack, but Jet flew up, more and more wires sprouted from his arm and the weapon; they merged together to create a massive cannon of sorts.

Jet laughed maniacally and stopped above the Ewl, firing the cannon. The blast from the cannon was much bigger than any of the previous ones, and it consumed Crystaelius fully, knocking him into the mountain. The ensuing explosion destroyed the entire island, and Jet laughed loudly.

"Yes, I am invincible! No one can defeat me; I am almighty, a god!" he shouted as there was a small rustling in the water.

"Really now, Jet, you underestimate your opponents far too much," the boy stated as he floated up to join the Drifter. His robe was slightly torn and his skin showed some burn marks, but he looked almost exactly as before and showed no signs of tiring.

Jet showed a surprised expression on his face. "You can't be alive!" Crystaelius sighed. "I've died once before my friend, and I do not intend to. But, Filgaia has scorned you."

"What do you mean!"

"You must have realized it by now; this is your true self. Blood thirsty; a yearning for more battle. Your thirst will never be quenched Jet, and so you will never be perfect."

The Drifter began to shake. "No, that's not true! I'm not like this!" he cried as the aura light around him faded. The large cannon shattered, and Jet's arm was destroyed. His eyes regained their violet pupils, and his expression shifted.

Crystaelius smiled as his opponent began to fall towards an island, near the shore. He slowly hovered down, watching as the Drifter struggled to stand on the sand.

"Do you know why you are imperfect, Jet?" the Ewl asked as the sulky Drifter groaned and looked up at him. "You see, you are an abomination, created by man. You are the prime result of playing God, and yet you are so exactly like a human that Filgaia granted you life, but you have a single flaw."

Jet positioned himself to lean against a boulder. "What flaw… is that?" Crystaelius looked up to the sky. "You have no soul, Jet. Without a soul, Filgaia cannot bond with you, and that is why you will never be truly human."

The boy began to float away into the sky. "If you survive here, perhaps we will meet again."

He then flew away, leaving Jet to only watch.

(Whoa, too many 'Trigun' and 'Dragon Ball Z' references there.)