(Chapter 2: A little Get together)
It was coming around the end of May for the Hagler brothers who were enjoying the warm days of late spring; awaiting the arrival of their cousin whom they haven't physically seen in what felt like ages. All the while Tyson was continuing to revel in the joy of his newly increased physicality, having decided to push the limits of what he could do, and suffice to say was not let down by the feats of superhuman athleticism he found himself being able to pull off.
(May 29th, 2018, Hagler Household, 6:30 Pm)
It was half-past 6 in the evening as the Hagler brothers along with Freed were currently having dinner at their house, and just generally chopping it up with one another.
"It's really good to have you back, Freed. We've missed havin' you around." Tyson spoke as the trio continued eating together
"It feels fucking' great to be back with you guys. After having those fuckers from the church on my ass for years, its gonna be great to hang with the two of you." Freed replied before taking a bite out of some sweet potatoes
"What did you even do, that has people from the church after you? Did you punch the hell out of the pope or something?" Darian asked
"Not exactly. But I found out a few things that pissed me off, got into a couple of scraps with the higher-ups, and then got excommunicated for it." Freed semi-cryptically told them
"That has to be some pretty big shit to get you kicked out of the church, and have people on your ass." Tyson noted
"Trust me, it is. Then again they were being assholes to begin with, so I had a pretty good reason for doing what I did." Freed said while his behemoth of a cousin munched down on a turkey leg
"Well, if they come here trying to start somethin'. Then I will throw hands with them in a heartbeat." Came Tyson's immediate response
"You sure about that, Tyson? They may be holier than thou, sanctimonious bastards. But they're a bunch of bastards who can still fuck shit up." Freed said back, fully aware that the church and Heaven Faction weren't anything to turn your nose up at
"Dude, I don't really care how strong they are. They're messin' with my family, and because of that. They gotta see me with the hands." Tyson said before taking another large chomp out of his turkey leg
"I'm gonna agree with Tyson on this one. It doesn't matter who these guys are. If they have time to mess with you and spread the word of God all over little Billy's back at sun-up. Then they have time to get bodied by us all. We aren't gonna have anyone fucking with you on our watch." Darian spoke up in agreement
While not as punch-happy as his brother, Darian was more than ready to be in a scrap when it called for it. So if the church wanted to try and fuck around with his cousin, then they were going to have to go through him to do it, as the 20-something metalhead would like his behemoth for a brother burn in hell before any bullshit happened to their family.
"Hmph, I swear after having to do a lot of bullshit by myself for so long. Its nice to know I got you two to back me up." Freed said as he ate a forkful of greens
"By the way, who made this? Because these greens are good as a motherfucker!" Freed asked, as he ate another forkful
"That would be, Darian. He ain't just smart as hell, but he's also one hell of a cook." Tyson told the former exorcist
"This really isn't nothing special, you guys. Just a little somethin' I thought I'd make since we had family coming over." Darian replied
"Well if this is you half-assing it. I'd love to see what you can do when you really throw down." Freed said as he grabbed a turkey thigh to devour
"Its' probably less of me being a stellar cook, and more of you not having had a home-cooked meal in ages. Since when was the last time you had something that wasn't take-out, hmm?" Darian replied in modest
"In my defense, I didn't have much time to cook for myself. When you're on the road as much as I had to be, ordering out becomes your best friend." Freed replied while eating more sweet potatoes
"Lucky for you, that's no longer going to be an issue." Darian told him with a small smile
"Now that your here. I'm gonna make sure you get some actual food in your system…Don't get me wrong, eating out every now and again is great, but all the time is a no-go around here." Darian added with a stern look on his face
"Is he really serious about that?" Freed questioned
"As a heart attack, Freed." Tyson answered back
"Hey, I have to be. Especially with the almost 7-foot tall black hole sittin' here. I gotta make something that won't have him eating every half-hour." Darian replied
"Our grocery bill is ridiculous. But at least my fights, and whatever Darian does as a side hustle, help pay for everything." Tyson said back knowing full well they had to work as hard as they did to keep everything afloat
"If you guys need anything, just say the fucking word and I'll give you guys the assist." Freed told the brothers
"We'll keep that in mind, Freed. The same goes for you too. We're family and we help each other out no matter what." Darian told him
"Darian's got that right. Just say the word and we'll do whatever we can for ya." Tyson added
"Thank you two. You both are the best fucking' family a guy like me can ask for." Freed thanked the two for their generosity
"Its no sweat, Freed." Tyson replied with wide grin
"Anyways, here's to being back with my fucking family!" Freed spoke raising a glass of Jack and Coke in the air
"I'll drink to that; here's to having our family back together!" Tyson replied as he and Darian raised their glasses and clinked them with Freed
From there the trio continued to enjoy their dinner together, the atmosphere being full of good cheer and laughter as they enjoyed the rest of their evening. With it being once all 3 helped with clean up and making sure the dining room was fully tidied up, Tyson proceeded to give Freed a lift back to his house.
"Thanks again for having me over, Tyson. I can't tell you how much I fucking appreciate it." Freed thanked the behemoth
"Its no problem at all, man. You are always welcome at our place anytime. All you gotta do is say somethin' and your free to stop by." Tyson told the former exorcist
"Again, I fucking appreciate it." Freed said whilst unbuckling himself
"Also, once I get everything unpacked and settled in. I can get to work on helping you sort those weird dreams you've been having." Freed told the towering Hagler
"Really? That's awesome, man!" Tyson said giving him a bear hug in response
"Anytime...Holy shit your strong." Freed replied as he almost felt the wind get crushed out his sails
"Sorry..I forget that I'm strong as hell, sometimes." Tyson bashfully apologized
"You're fine. Just be careful next time. I like my ribs not crushed to dust." Freed said back while the behemoth released the former exorcist
"Anyways, I'm gonna head in. I'll see you guys later." Freed told him as he got out of the car
"See ya later man, and remember not to be a stranger!" Tyson called back before driving off once his cousin reached the door to his new place
(3 days later, June 1st, 2018, Hagler Household, 10:28 Am)
It was soon the month of June as the hulking Hagler had finished his morning run and breakfast, and was in the midst of watching some Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood when he received a Skype call from Luna of all people.
"Hey Luna, how's the good lady doin'?" Tyson asked
"I'm doing great, Tyson. I just finished turning in my latest bounty and I figured I would check in with you and see how your doing. Also, sorry I haven't been able to talk to you lately, but with how busy I've been. Its been a lot to deal with." Luna answered back
"Oh, you're fine. I'm just happy I can talk with you again." Tyson said, just ecstatic to see and talk to his girlfriend
"Ah thanks, Tyson. Your too kind." Luna replied
"Look, I'm just lucky that I managed to land you of all people as my girl. Since I'm punching way out of my weight class with you." Tyson spoke
"I mean your incredibly beautiful, your a fantastic martial artist, you like anime, an absolute sweetheart to be around, and you get along with my brother…What more could I ask for, or be lucky to have in my life." Tyson added, having really found himself lucky to hit the jackpot with the Killer Kung-Fu Wolf Woman
"Thank you so much, Tyson…How I didn't get ahold of you sooner, I'll never know." Luna replied with a smile
"Beats me. Anyways, how's work been?" Tyson asked
With that Luna began to inform and gush over the past few months of her bounty-hunting work, and how its made her feel wonderful in her adventures not just across the country, but also across the world as well.
"Man it sounds like you've got it made, Luna! Good on ya for crushing it being a badass bounty hunter." Tyson congratulated his girlfriend for her string of successful captures/terminations
"Thank you. You know I never would've thought I would end up doing this for a living…Now that I'm doing it, I feel amazing." Luna replied
"It's just so fulfilling, you know. I finally get to take all the cool stuff I learned being a White Lotus, plus all the other cool stuff I picked up since I was in therapy." Luna added with a smile spreading across her face
"That sounds awesome. Hey, maybe we could have a friendly sparring match sometime? I'd love to see this new stuff you've been picking up." Tyson suggested
"I'd really like that, Tyson. When I get in town, I'd love to have one!" Luna replied with her smile turning as predatory as a grey wolf
"Awesome! Just tell me when your gonna be in town. Right now, I'm helping my cousin get settled into his new place." Tyson told the White Lotus master
"How's that been going?" Luna asked
"Its been going pretty well actually. All Darian and I have to do is help him unpack this last bit of furniture into his house, and it'll be all golden." Tyson answered back
"That's so nice of you guys to help him out…If only Nicole were anywhere near as helpful as you or Darian. Then I would've had better luck with men... and keeping my wolves taken care of." Luna said with underlying bitterness in her voice
"That reminds me, whatever happened to her?...The last you told me, you guys had a falling out a while back." Tyson inquired
"I'd rather tell you about it, in person. But let's just say that it ended a lot messier than what I hoped." Luna told him
"Hell, if it wasn't for my therapist. I probably would've turned her insides to a bloody pulp for being such a conniving two-faced bitch!...But that's neither here nor there, because I have you and that's all that matters." Luna spoke as her brief moment of anger caused her to crush the glass she was drinking out of into a fine dust
"Hey, I'm just glad you got her out of your life. Since all she did was just give you really crappy advice from what you told me." Tyson replied in having never really liked Nicole in any capacity
"I really don't know what I saw in her as a friend. But enough about that two-faced cunt. How's your fighting been going? I heard from Darian you've been doing fantastic lately." Luna asked
"That?...I've been on a tear lately. These past couple months, I've been going undefeated. At the rate I'm going I doubt I'll have anyone but you that can make me sweat." Tyson answered back
"When I get ahold of you, I'll really make you sweat." Luna said with a brief yet palpable amount of predatory hunger and lust
"What was that, Luna?" Tyson asked
"Oh nothing, Tyson. Just thinking of something else." Luna told him
'Keep it together, girl. Just a few more months and then you can fuck him into the ground.' Luna said to herself
"Ok. So anything else you got planned while you're over in wherever it is your at?" Tyson asked the accomplished martial artist
"I'm going to do some more sightseeing. Go to an Eric Darius concert that's supposed to happen this weekend. Then head out to my next assignment." Luna told him
"That's great to hear. Also, if it's not too much trouble. Could you score me a t-shirt from him?" Tyson requested
"Sure. Anything else you want me to bring back for you?" Luna asked her behemoth of a boyfriend
"I would say your fine self, but that just sounds too corny." Tyson answered back, getting a bit of laughter from Luna
"Aren't you a charmer?" Luna replied with an expression that was between a chuckle and predatory grin
"I try to be Luna. Heck, its still a mystery to me on how I got you to say yes to dating me…But I ain't questioning it for shit." Tyson said back with a shrug of his shoulders
"Because as long as I've got you, then I can handle pretty much anything." Tyson added making Luna's grin go less predatory and more cheery and loving
"As much as I love you, buttering me up. I have to go, I have some things I need to do." Luna told him as her broad smile became a bit more hungry and strained
"That's fair. Anyways, I'll see you later and have fun." Tyson replied as he then hung up the Skype call with her
With that Luna breathed a sigh of relief as the years of having a dry spell had been starting to get to her, considering that she had started rubbing her thick thighs together in order to alleviate some of her frustration. Yet thanks to that having only aggravated it even further she decided to take to grab from one of her bags a bottle of lube and a several inch-long sex toy, as she began to discard her panties and get to work on relieving said frustration.
Seeing as how while she enjoyed her life of being a bounty hunter, the caveat to this was not being around the one man who was her longest-running and healthy relationship yet…Along with the fact that she hadn't a means to truly put to rest her inner she-wolf that was almost clamoring for an end to her many months of sexual frustration.
'Just a few more months. Then I can finally get what's mine and turn his world upside down.' Luna thought to herself as she tore off her panties and went to her bed
"Because this…this is long overdue…These next 2 months better end fast or I…just might lose my mind." Luna groaned as she went to work on satisfying the beast within
(2 days later, Hagler Household, 2:10 Pm, June 3rd, 2018)
It was days later as Freed was with Tyson at the Hagler residence in the latter's bedroom, as the aspiring mixed martial artist was confused when his cousin had brought along his greatsword in order to help him sort out the weird dreams he'd been having.
"So what's that sword gonna do to help out with my weird dreams?" Tyson asked as Freed unsheathed the greatsword
"It'll help alright, but in order to do this. Things are gonna get weird, Tyson…I mean like super fucking weird..Like tripping massive balls on roided out L.S.D type weird." Freed answered back knowing this was gonna get extremely weird for his cousin
"Look, if it helps me figure out what all this is. Then let's do it." Tyson replied
"Alright, then. Just grab the hilt and I'll do the rest from there." Freed instructed his cousin
Trusting his cousin on the matter, the behemoth grasped the hilt of his cousin's greatsword and after that; Freed through his connection with Ramiel went onto the next step of the plan. That being to have the fallen angel send forth enough of his divine power in order to jumpstart Ddraig into awakening from his dormant state and manifesting his connection with Tyson into something far more concrete.
With Tyson feeling his very bones rumbling within himself, as though he were being flattened and spun around by a human-sized cement-mixer; his veins pulsing as he felt the celestial energies of Freed's weapon surge into him. This continued on for a solid minute and a half before the behemoth let out an almighty gasp, as though he were punched in the liver by prime Mike Tyson wearing brass knuckles that had been doused in kerosene and lit on fire.
With the feeling of rumbling subsiding and being replaced by the feeling of his flesh burning, moreover it being concentrated onto his fists as they were soon covered in heavyset ruby bracers; like that of a cestus, with a large hexagonal emerald in the center. Once they manifested they were soon met with a loud bestial roar that shifted towards more of a resonant yet understandably irritated baritone, that sounded like someone had been tazed in the nuts in order to be awakened.
"WHOSE BRIGHT IDEA WAS IT TO AWAKEN ME?! ANSWER ME THIS SECOND, AND I WILL GRANT YOU THE MERCY OF BEING TURNED TO ASH!" Ddraig's voice boomed, nearly throwing Tyson onto his butt
"That would be me…Holy shit you're loud…" Tyson spoke up
"So would you mind explaining to me, why it is that you've been giving me these weird dreams with you in 'em? Because I really want to know so I can go back to having my regular ones." Tyson asked the mystery being
"If you must know, I am Ddraig the Red Dragon Emperor, Dragon of Domination, Dragon of Wales and so on and so forth. The reason for those dreams of yours were my attempts at contacting you. However, it seems as though you had decided to hasten the process thanks to the help of your cousin." Ddraig explained as his voice was able to somehow come from the gems on both gauntlets
"Alright, let me get this straight. I have a fucking dragon living inside me?…." Tyson asked
"To put it simply, yes. We are bound to each other as partners." Ddraig answered back
"However, I am not just any mere dragon. I am a great dragon that has the power to kill gods, that same power I can share with you. Although not to that extent just yet. Seeing as how your body hasn't completely adjusted quite yet to my power." Ddraig added
"Wait a minute. You're the reason why I'm turning into the Juggernaut?" Tyson asked
"You would be correct. My amplification of your physical abilities was my awakening your body to its full potential beyond that of a normal human. Of which is incredibly high, and potentially the highest of my partners." Ddraig told him
"Huh, well first off its cool that your making me super strong and stuff. Also, giving me a heads-up would've been nice." Tyson replied
"Just so you know, you will be needing your increased physical prowess for what is to come. Considering that with my consciousness being fully awakened, and our connection complete. You will begin to attract supernatural threats of all kinds towards you. Threats that will no doubt try to destroy you for the power you possess." Ddraig informed him
"I'm alright with that. I mean, I was missing having an actual challenge. So fighting monsters should be fun." Tyson replied being on board for fighting against supernatural threats
"Huh, you're taking this a lot fucking better than what I thought you would." Freed spoke up
"Well, my freaking out about it; isn't gonna solve anything. Besides, fighting monsters does sound pretty cool…So I'm all game for it." Tyson nonchalantly replied
"Good to see that you're on board with this. Because we have much to discuss in the future, and there is much training to be done if you are to overcome the hurdles ahead." Ddraig said back
"Whatever comes at me, I'll be ready for it." Tyson assured the dragon with a broad grin
"Good to see that you have such high spirits about what's to come. You will be needing it; for what is to come." Ddraig told the behemoth
"Now then, if you don't mind. I will return to the ether inside of you. Unless there are any further questions either of you has, then I will be elsewhere." Ddraig added
"...No, I'm good for now on questions. What about you, Freed?" Tyson asked his former exorcist of a cousin
"I'm good for now." Freed said
"Then I shall see you later on, my new partner." Ddraig spoke as with that the twin bracers dispersed in a burst of crimson light
"So….I have a god-killing dragon that's living inside me rent-free, that's the source of my recurring dreams, and the reason I'm turning into a roided out Captain America….Honestly, this is both a lot weirder and a lot better than what it could've been." Tyson said as overall this was one of the best-case scenarios for how this all could've gone in his mind
"So what the fuck are you gonna do now?" Freed asked his cousin who was still taking a few moments to still process having a god-killing dragon inside him
"Well, after I take a few minutes to process this a bit more. Then after this, I'm gonna start finding out ways I can train to fight monsters." Tyson replied as though talking about the weather
"You want my help with this?" Freed asked
"Really?" Tyson asked back
"Dude, I carry around a sword that's strong enough to wake up a god-slaying dragon. I think that qualifies as having at least some qualification to help you train to fight monsters and shit." Freed answered back gesturing to his greatsword
"I can also do other bullshit, that I can't show you right now…Because Darian would probably get pissed if I broke anything here." Freed added knowing it'd be a bad idea to show off any of his paladin powers or use any of Ramiel's
"Ya know. That's fair, Freed….So I guess that means we're gonna be training partners." Freed told the newly minted Red Dragon Emperor
"Huh, who would've thought that when you came back. That I'd find all this stuff out?...Is stuff always this weird?" Tyson questioned while a semi-manic grin spread across Freed's face
"Oh, trust me, Tyson. This is only just the tip of the goddamn iceberg. From here on out, things are gonna get really weird around here." Freed answered back
"As long as I can get an actual challenge around here, I don't really give a shit." Tyson replied with a shrug of his shoulders
(3 days later, 2:40 Pm, Austin, Texas, June 6th, 2018)
It was a few days later as Tyson and Freed were currently out and about on the town, with Freed giving his cousin more of a rundown on what he actually was as a former exorcist of the church.
"So let me get this straight. You're a whole-ass paladin who has a fallen angel inside that sword you brought with ya?" Tyson asked
"Pretty much. Also, his name is Ramiel by the way. He may be stuck in that fucking sword, but he tends to get real uppity when you call him that." Freed answered back, knowing full well of the fallen angels' pet peeves
"That's pretty fair. I'd be in a whole-ass mood if I was stuck in a sword all day." Tyson said
"Still, aren't paladin's supposed to get their powers from their deities?.. I mean your fine to correct me at any time because I'm going off Dungeons and Dragons logic. But at least that's what I think?" Tyson inquired considering Freed's ex-communication would've made his being a paladin pretty damn hard
"Not really. My being a paladin isn't really affected all that much by no longer being connected to the big man upstairs. The thing is that I can get my powers from other things besides a god. Like an ideal, something that's equal to a God, or anything on that scale." Freed answered back
"So what in the hell do you get your powers from?" Tyson asked once again
"Pretty much in the concept of vengeance and punishment. Because there's a lot of people that are fucking' up in the world, especially in the church…So until I put them all in a wooden box, a hundred goddamn feet under. I'm not stopping until then." Freed answered back on where he drew his divine power from
"So basically like the Punisher?... I'm not gonna lie, that sounds pretty dope." Tyson said back
"Pretty much, and because of the Church, Heaven and all its angels being giant pieces of shit. Its part of the reason I'm against them, and some other stuff they did to me that really…really pissed me off." Freed told him as his eyes briefly turned a violent shade of royal purple
"Well, if they're as fucked up as you say. Then count me in; to help you beat the shit out of 'em." Tyson told Freed
"You're really dead set on teaming up to help me fight these sons of bitches aren't you?" Freed spoke, as Tyson nodded vigorously yes
"Freed, I don't know how many times I or Darian gotta tell you this. But we're your fucking family. Which means that if someone fucks with you, they fuck with all of us…So you bet your ass I'm gonna fight with ya." Tyson replied
Because the way Tyson saw it, if anything was being a piece of shit to his family and loved ones; then in his mind it fell on him to fight alongside and assist them against whatever the hell was messing with them.
"I don't know if I can say this enough, but thanks for the assist, Tyson." Freed said
"It's no problem, man. Now that your here with us, I dare a motherfucker to try shit. I really do." Tyson replied, pounding his fists together to emphasize his point
"I'd hold your fucking horses, Tyson. We got a shitload of training to do before you start squaring up with some of the top-tier motherfuckers. You might be strong as shit and have a god-killing dragon in you. But you aren't a mini Kratos just yet." Freed said back knowing he was far and away from fighting a Vasco Strada or Dulio Gesualdo
"Hey, I'm not there yet. But just you wait. Because before you know it, I'll be killing gods left and right." Tyson said with a wide grin on his face
"At least leave some for me. I'm trying to clap some god cheeks out here. At least one before I die." Freed said half-jokingly
"I'm sure you can find you some when I'm done. Better yet, why don't you work on getting so strong that you can cuck whoever they're married to? I mean what better fuck you to a god, than blowing whoever their significant others' back out. Meanwhile, they're too weak to do shit about it." Tyson suggested to Freed who almost had a Cheshire grin spread across his face at the idea
"Tyson, you are a fucking genius!…How I never thought of that idea is just me being a dumbass; the more I think about it." Freed exclaimed, thankful for his cousins' idea
"Its no skin off my back. It just means we're both gonna have to train hard as hell. That way I get some dope ass fights, and you can get all the bitches you want." Tyson replied
"If it means bagging some goddess level bitches, then I'm gonna do all the training I fucking have too!" Freed said back amped up more than ever
"Hell fuckin' yeah! Together we're gonna make the gods our bitches!" Tyson cheered as well
With an hour after they spent amping themselves up and stopping over at a Little Caesar's to eat some meat lovers pizza for lunch, they then went over to Freed's house to chill for a bit and watch one of the Pokemon movies on his flat screen.
"So Freed, anything else I gotta know about you being a paladin on the run from the church?" Tyson asked his cousin
"Not really. The only thing I gotta say is that or now we should be fine…" Freed said trailing off a bit at the end
"I'm feeling a but coming along, and it ain't Luna's fine ass." Tyson replied
"But we should expect people from the angels' side of things to start gunning for me. So the best advice I can give you is be ready at all times in the next couple of months. Because once they start coming here. They're gonna be on all of our asses." Freed told the behemoth sitting beside him
"Then they're gonna have to go through hell to take you or Darian from me. I will die before that shit happens on my watch." Was Tyson's immediate reply
" I figured as much from you. If there's one thing that'll piss you off, its anyone that dared to fuck with Darian and I, when we were growing up….Those overgrown pigeons are fucked if they ever make you mad." Freed noted at one of Tyson's triggers on his anger
"I may not get angry at much, but if there was ever something to push my big red button. It would be when anyone fucks with my family." Tyson said as the idea of anyone harming anyone of his family members made an unyielding fury well up within him
"Because when that day comes, I don't care if they're the strongest angel, devil, dragon or whatever to exist. If anyone fucks with Darian or you, then I'll unleash absolute hell on every single bastard in sight." Tyson added as for the briefest of moment his eyes became tinged with a venomous neon green
"Side note, during our training together. I wanna see if we can make you breathe fire." Freed said while the background noise of the Pokemon movie continued onwards
"Any reason why?..Don't get me wrong, I'm totally down for having fire breath. I just want to know why you'd be?" Tyson asked the former exorcist
"One because having someone who can breath fire like a goddamn human flamethrower is always awesome. Also, I just want you to have it so I can have someone who can help me make s'mores on notice." Freed answered back
"...You know, now that you mention it. That does sound like a very worthwhile use of having fire-breath. However, if I'm using it to make s'mores. I'm also gonna use it to roast hot-dogs and make popcorn when I'm with you and Darian. 'Cuz I don't really see the point to limiting it to just one thing." Tyson argued in seeing no reason he should limit himself to simply s'mores
"Honestly, Tyson. I really can't argue with you on that." Freed responded
"Of course man, as we could roast a lot of good shit once I get my fire breath up and running." Tyson said back
"But honestly, I can't wait to see what kind of cool stuff we're gonna be able to do together. Since the sky's the limit with what we can do once we get shit poppin'." Tyson added with a broad grin stretching across his face at all of what they could do together
"You got that right, you giant bastard. But enough talking, let's watch some more fucking Pokemon! And right on cue for Charizard to come in and fight Entei." Freed exclaimed as they returned their attention back towards the movie
'Hmph, I wonder what Darian's doing right now.' Tyson wondered to himself before his mind was drawn back to the movie at hand
Meanwhile, with the remaining Hagler brother at hand who was a little ways out of the town, flashes of bright emerald and harlequin green were seen as said Hagler was currently practicing with magic. Firing off numerous sorts of destructive spells that ranged from pure arcane force, lightning, flame, acid, necrotic energy and even some that launched the crushing forces of gravity at any object in sight.
With him keeping up the high-intensity pace of firing off spells to push their maximum destructive potential at least until he had to briefly stop when he got a text message in the midst of firing off a disintegration spell that reduced a rusted bulldozer to a large pile of fine grey dust in mere moments. The mage in question took out his phone to see that Tyson had messaged him that he was gonna be late coming back home, due to him hanging out and getting stoned with Freed watching Pokemon and Power Rangers.
"Well, at least Tyson's having a good time with Freed." Darian said as he messaged back his brother
'Now then, time to work on my gravity spells some more. Because I'll be damned if I can crush some fuckers to a bloody paste with 'em.' Darian added as he went to work practicing more with his more gravity-based spells
So with Freed having reunited with his family and having helped Tyson awaken his connection to Ddraig, as well as assisting his cousin to train him up for what's to come…So how will the Hagler's fare with the supernatural threats to come their way? Well, find all that out in the new chapters of, Heavyweight Dragon Emperor: Alternative!
Now then, onto some of the reviews from the last chapter.
Obsidian Nova Arc: Glad you liked the last chapter, since I feel like I can do a heck of a lot more with the characters than I could in the original. Such as my fleshing out Riser to be a well-to-do Artificer. Not to mention I can also start digging into his feelings on his arranged marriage with Rias, which is something that is rarely seen in DXD stories without making him a total dickhead.
Aeyergrin: My bad that I didn't clarify it earlier. But in this story, Milicas is going to be a lot older than his canon counterpart. Like around Riser's age or so. That way I can do a lot more with him, than what was done with him in canon.
Well, that takes care of that, as I hoped you guys enjoyed this chapter and everything that went into this chapter. But without further adieu, let's get into it now shall we.
First up, we've got the dinner bit with the Hagler family. Which I thought would be nice to show some of the family dynamic between our trio and all that good stuff.
Coming up after that, we got the bit between Tyson and Luna. Something I hope you guys like considering how she's going to be one of the main 2 pairings for the story.
Next up we've got the following bits with Tyson and Freed which I thought would be good, considering that it helps fast-track past what would've been a lot of meandering around something that didn't need it.
That being said I hope y'all enjoy this story and what's to come in the future chapters of it as well as favoriting, following and sending reviews so that we can hopefully make this a pretty decent story. With flames for the most part will be ignored unless you got anything nice to say or that helps the story then go somewhere else.
So with all that being said this is Nomadic Chaos using the power of said chaos to give you guys neat stuff to read. With the next chapter being some Tyson and Freed training with each other, and some other good shizz. So stay tuned with that.
Prelude Theme Song: Sinner by Drowning Pool
Random End Song: Get up Offa that Thing by James Brown