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"NDS: Book 14—Twilight Moon: Chapter 104: A Frival's Rage"

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I have returned to my New Jersey home once more. A whole week in Rhode Island once more just like every one of the past 9 summers. This being my ninth time there. A fun and exciting week. Let me get to work now though. I feel a bit tired. Here goes. Adven takes charge.

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"J…et…" Adven muttered watching the water where his frival had fallen. His eyes wide in disbelief. The only person he ever thought was immortal just died in front of him. His fists flinched. "No!" He declared shaking his head vehemently. "Jet Enduro would never die this way! He isn't dead!"

Gear smirked as he looked to the brunette. "Heh, but he is."

Adven snapped to face him. "You…you…"

"What?" Gear wondered. "Bastard? I know. I think Jet even called me that one before." The Jet lookalike didn't pay Adven any mind. "Can't you hero types think of any better names to call your enemies?"

"You weakling." Adven simply answered.

"Weakling?" Gear scoffed. "I find your choice of words interesting."

"Shove it." Adven quickly retorted. "I'm not letting you get away."

Gear rolled his head back letting out a laugh. "Pheh, and what can you do?"

Gear's eyes shot open the moment he saw the man move in a blur towards him. What seemed like 1000 punches flung from Adven's body like pistons, striking Gear each time. With a revolution of his body Adven kicked the man to the ground in a burst of dirt.

Just as Gear moved to stand, Adven continued his attack, throwing more punches. Some fists hitting Gear's chest plate, topping his attack off with a headbutt from his forehead to Gears' own. Gear slowly staggered away, but Adven was right on him again. In defense, Gear flung his fist right at Adven's body which was already thrown forward. Adven moved around the counter as if he could fly and landed his head right into the gut of his enemy.

With loss of breath, Gear started to move back, but was able to still grab Adven and put the brunette in a headlock. With a fierce bite, Adven gnawed on Gear's arm, and the lookalike let go of his prey.

"Negative Wave!" With a vicious wave of his arm, Adven let out a wind of negative energy that flung Gear aside. A large plopping noise came as Gear plummeted to the earth once more with damage. Adven stepped backward with a shallow breath as his weary eyes watched the man who lied on the ground.

"Feral rage…" Gear muttered on the ground. "You offer stronger blows than those of Jet before you…but…" Slowly Gear made his body stand upwards. "You do not limit your strength when angry. You hit me hard, but this will be the worse you hit me with today."

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Aya entered the SAND as the lighting went on overhead. "Damnit!" She swore. "Why does Nobuo have to return to bother me again?" She wondered. She regretted only realizing the truth now as everyone else was off at the nearby Enduro-Maxwell homestead, while Pike was atop the ship getting it prepped. "How did he get a new body though?" She wondered as she weakly made her way to the main console. She flinched. "Twilight Moon. The source of all those who fell comatose. It only makes sense being that Generator Eon was a device made to originally create life, so there must be a natural defense mechanism in it to try and rebirth itself using an Element and available DNA."

The ship's power ignited and the engine began to shake the ship. "Mother!" Emilia burst through the door as the others follow, most out of their wedding clothing which would hinder any fighting ability they had, especially without their weapons on hand.

"What about Jet and Adven?" Pike wondered as he showed.

"Jet's fighting Gear, and Adven followed despite Jet saying not to."

"Listen," Carole began. "I have to tell you all something about Gear."

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Adven's body moved with weight as his torso twisted so he could throw rapid punches. Each one of them being dodged by Gear easily. Adven's speed decreasing over the countless powerful attacks he gives. The two stop as the only sound is that of the ocean's waves and Adven's heavy panting.

"Pheh." Gear let off. "Just as I said…you hurt me good…but you've tired just halfway to your goal."

Wiping his hand over his forehead, Adven slings sweat to the ground. "Heh." He weakly grinned through pants. "You just admitted…" He inhaled for loss of breath. "That you…are halfway defeated." He breathed out loudly and inhaled again. "I know I…can go just that little further."

"Well…you can try at least." Gear quipped.

Rested enough as he could, Adven moved forward and sent three punches outward at his enemy. The first was blocked by Gear's left forearm, the second hit the chin of Adven's enemy, and the final attack was blocked by the right forearm. Finally Adven moved forward kneeing Gear in the stomach, causing the man to let out a groan.

With Adven opened to attack, Gear snatched his right wrist and brought the brunette into a hold, binding his arms so Adven was left defenseless. The first action Adven had after the painful stretch of his arm was to use his position in front of Gear to send the back of his head into the forehead of Gear who stood behind him.

Still unable to break free though, Adven used his leg to kick off of Gear in a jump. A kick to Gear's groin provided the perfect foothold that freed Adven as his enemy took a knee on the ground in pain. Gear's right eye squinted in pain.

"That's pretty desperate." Gear noted, with a pain in his voice.

Adven huffed. "Against someone like you, I need everything I have."

In a flash, the still injured Gear swung his leg to sweep Adven and send the brunette to the ground. Before Adven could react, Gear's knee was placed at his throat, pinning him to the ground. "And I've told you that is correct thinking." Gear agreed.

"I…I know what you are…I know you are really some weird incarnation of Nobuo-Eon." Adven muttered in a weak voice.

"I am Gear." His enemy simply said, staring a hole into Adven's head. "I might be a creation of Twilight Moon's power binding Nobuo-Eon, Jet, and Clyde together, but…I am Gear. That's who I really am."

"Pheh." Adven weakly scoffed. "Whatever." He said, using Jet's usual quote. "A cheap knock-off of everything you are."

Adven spit up into Gear's right eye. In a rage, Gear brought his right fist upward and pounded it into Adven's face multiple times. Even after half a minute passed, Gear continued with clenched teeth as blood from Adven's mouth and nose spread about. Finally Gear stopped and stood up. Adven huffed as he spit up the blood that entered his mouth during the beating.

"Are you done now?" Gear wondered.

Adven's neck weakly rolled his face to the red grass.

"Before you go and fade away on me…I'll tell you how your world will die." Gear mused. "Now that I have finished my revenge by ending the Enduro bloodline I will continue with what Nobuo planned to do two years ago, this time using the new sandcraft Emilia made to do so as well as the equipped Twilight Cannon." Gear announced. "All that's left is to find it. I'll start at the chapel and move on from there."

Gear stepped away, kicking some ground onto the limp Adven. "So…if you do wake up, Adven Bok, be prepared to face life as the last human alive." Gear warned. "For trying to stop me just now, I can find no better punishment. You will feel the loneliness that brought Nobuo to begin his plan."

With those parting words, Gear left the battered and bloody Adven Bok on the grass. His body too weak to move, and would most likely remain that way if he did not get medical attention.