Cole threw his body forward into towards the ceiling and with true force he kicked Sirix to his face, while landing on his own. Not the brightest of his fighting tactics.

He could lose if he didn't get up, but luckily his body was crisp with energy and wit, Cole was quite confident. He pushed himself back on his feet and turned cautiously to Sirix. He was staring directly through him as if his eyes were made of glass.

"SATURN LIGHTBEAM FLARE!", a jolt of energy burst from his headpiece and devoured Sirix in its fury. It was a kill or be killed situation.

Sirix was one of the first true enemies to ever outwit him, one of the first to mock his power…it was vital for him to defeat Sirix on his own.

The white mist cleared and Sirix stood unharmed and held a thing blade in his hand. He cocked it over his shoulder and Cole quickly jumped to the right. Sirix missed his target by the skin of his teeth.

There was only one thing for Cole to do. He threw himself to the ground and hurled the weight of his calves into Sirix's shins, knocking him over with ease. Cole rolled to his side and slid the blade into his grasp. He couldn't believe how much stronger the gravitational training made him feel.

Sirix was obviously down for the count, he merely groaned at his side, his chin to Cole's feet. He took this as an opportunity to finish him off. Slowly with dramatic progression, Cole prepared the blade over his head, ready to slice the alien in two…but a excruciating pierce went through his leg. Sirix pressed his nails into his calf and blood spurted as does a fallen water balloon. He could not move.

Sirix was pulling the same stunt as before, slowing taking Cole's features and strengths…could Cole possibly fail to the same trick as before? He struggled to move, but all he could muster was a shrewd shiver in his arms. Sirix had his face, his eyes…blonde hair began to sprout from his featureless cranium.

"Saturn Nuclear AR-MA-GEDON!" cried a familiar voice. A familiar attack, but Cole was not the energy's creator.

From an angle the sphere broke into Sirix's skull and devoured his body into oblivion. Cole's blade magically shattered and he could move his body…but who sent that blast?

His own counterpart descended from the darkness and held a stern expression on his face. This wasn't what he expected. How could his own self…save his own self? Was it an imposter?

The sight of his bold eyes sent Cole to his knees. A cold sweat rushed down his spine and he took several heavy breaths. The stony foundation slowly formed into a pond and Cole could see his reflection through the water. He turned his head over, there was a sun, this was not supposed to happen. He splashed water on himself and observed his leg, all of the blood and the wound itself had disappeared. In fact, he didn't even feel tired anymore. He looked up cautiously at himself who continued to stare him down. Slowly he approached.

Cole had no idea of what he was supposed to say. Should he start with 'who are you?', perhaps? How about "Thank you?" But as soon as he stared into his own glance, words were just another option.

His self gave a helping hand to him. He didn't see the harm, he did save him, did he not? Cole warmly took his hand and arose, feeling as strong as ever.

"Are you okay?", his other asked calmly. He couldn't help but notice he was also transformed into his soldier uniform. "My name is Cole.", he offered his hand to shake.

"I can see that.", Cole responded nervously, but shook his hand. His double's grip was very firm…too firm actually…why, his hand began to ache…why was his other grinning?

Counter-Cole cocked his fist back and flung it into his face, knocking him into the shallow pond.

"What is your problem!?", Cole demanded. His other simply stood over him with his scepter pointing threateningly at his throat.

"Goodbye."

"Over my dead body!", Cole growled ironically, pulling his own scepter to his.

Saturn Lightforce Crush!, they yelled in unison.

A large bubble of energy domed over them. They were both thrust back.

Cole struggled to push himself up, but immediately held his scepter out.

Saturn Nuclear Armageddon!,they cried.

The force of the equally ferocious attacks neutralized each other.

Cole rushed at his double and they rammed heads and tried to force the other back.

Cole threw his foot over his double's calf and shoved him on his rear. With a merciless wrath he shoved the heel of his boot into his face and aimed his scepter at his throat.

Counter-Cole's leg shoved his together and he tripped. A tactic that Cole liked to used but never really experienced.

Cole rolled backwards before he could be pinned, but his double looked one step further and sprung forward. Cole countered but crushing him with his legs and throwing his body to the front of him.

He stepped onto his feet, but was blasted with a ray back to the ground. His other did the same, and found an equal reaction.

They both sent bright rays from their headpieces, trying to unrealistically over-power the other, but the beams had equal force over another. Yet both pushed their powers further. The wall of energy shattered and they bolt were jolted back with a passion.

If Cole were fighting himself, which he was in a way, he would flip forward at this point and attempt to pin himself down…so to counter this he jumped as high as he could and prepared a blast for the ground beneath him.

Counter-Cole however thought of this also and instead jumped high and shot the blast forward, blasting the ray at Cole's chest and sending him down like an empty coat dropped to the floor.

Counter-Cole victoriously walked towards his fallen double and prepared to finish his task, but he was in for a cruel surprise.

Cole released his golden sphere of light directly into his face. He had been charging it in his palms the second he fell to the ground.

Without walking towards his counterpart as he so foolishly did, Cole simply prepared a nuclear Armageddon away from him and intended to send it at him from afar.

He released the fury of the attack towards Counter-Cole, but the sphere was greeted with its own double. The two spheres fused as one when the combined force caused it to explode in both directions. Everything became black.

Cole opened his eyes and immediately noticed his uniform was gone, he only hoped County-Cole was in the same predicament. To Cole's disgust he was beginning to tire.

How was it possible to destroy someone who knew your every though, tactic, philosophy, and strength? What weakness could he possibly possess that he could use against his counter-self? What had caused him to lose every single battle besides unequal power? The answer hit him hard, but a grinned sadistically.

Cole ran towards his other who was still firmly implanted in the ground as he was only moments ago. Cole tapped his other kindly and offered a helping hand.

"Don't you see?", he insisted to his other. "We weren't meant to fight like this…we were meant to do the world good…to make it a better place."

Counter Cole stared blankly.

"I feel your pain.", Cole continued. "I understand how hard it is facing the death of our mother…our city…and losing the sanity and trust in our own team. Its so frustrating sometimes!"

"I know!", Counter-Cole broke out. "I hate it! I hate how I cant even say something, or do something without it stirring a big controversy. Nothing I do seems to make them happy!"

"Exactly!"

"If only there was a way to take everything--"

"--back to the beginning.", Cole finished. "And there is a way!"

"Really?", Counter-Cole asked skeptically. "But I have no idea how! All I wanted was to become powerful and defeat who needs to be defeated and avenge everyone else! Please, spare your wisdom! Perhaps we can play off of each other and make solutions to our problems!"

"Yes!", Cole agreed with a passion. "Yes! I will enlighten you! We can conquer the unconquerable with this knowledge, and I cant believe it took this long to realize it!"

"I don't know how you do it!", Counter-Cole nodded. "I am sorry for not seeing our true purpose of meeting one another!"

"As am I!"

A long blade sprung from the tip of his scepter which he held behind his back.

"So what is the secret to these problems we face?", Counter-Cole asked with great interest and excitement.

Cole hurled the blade into Counter-Cole's neck. His double was beheaded and a pool of blood gushed at his face and soaked his torn attire.

Cole turned, licked his blade, and began to calmly walk away.

"That would be to know your weaknesses, my friend.", he smirked.