(Chapter 5: Some Family Bonding)
The month of July had progressed rather well for the Hagler family, considering that between Freed and Tyson's training and monster-slaying going rather well; on top of the latter furthering his relationship with Ddraig. With the progress of getting to know his inner dragon being gradual but positive, considering the relatively short time he's known of Ddraig's presence within him.
Meanwhile, on Darian's front; the white-haired arcanist was progressing rather well in his prowess with his magic and furthering his understanding of gravity magic; as he worked towards being able to create his own singularities. But beyond that, the younger of the Hagler's had also spent time with his paladin for a cousin; with the two getting along rather well considering their interests in both metal music and in the supernatural.
(July 15th, 2018, Freed's House, 2:10 Pm)
It was a warm Sunday afternoon as Darian and Freed were chopping' it up at the latters' house, while Tyson was back home talking with Luna over Skype.
"Again, thanks for making lunch, Darian. I swear you are dope as hell at cooking." Freed said to his cousin
"Being really good at magic really helps. It makes multitasking far easier for me." Darian replied as he summoned forth lime green hands of mystic energy to go back into Freed's house
"So that's how you make so much stuff so fast? I could have sworn you had an entire kitchen staff behind you." Freed spoke in realization as the ethereal hands came back with 2 bottles of Heineken
"That's the thing people fail to realize about magic. That everyone thinks it has to be all these spectacular blowouts of pure destructive power and summoning Cthulhu level nonsense from other planes of existence. Along with any other fantastical crap you can think of." Darian spoke as both he and Freed took the bottles of liquor from the ethereal hands
"But that is far from it. I mean don't get me wrong, I like to throw out bolts of lightning or throw around black magic on my necromancy type shizz, as much as the next guy. But I also appreciate the practicality of it a good chunk more. Which is why I like using it to help me cook for you and Tyson, making sure things around the house need to get done, along with making sure the house is kept up to snuff. 'Cause I can't really tell you how much money we save on stuff like plumbing and heating thanks to my magic." Darian added as he popped the cap off the bottle and started drinking out of it
"Considering that you can disintegrate shit, and crush people to a goddamn pulp with gravity. Knowing you use your magic to just do regular bullshit, is a lot more surprising." Freed responded
"Well, it seems like a real waste not to use it for that." Darian said
"I mean anyone who wouldn't take advantage of their magic to make things simpler, is a total jackass." Darian added in not seeing why anyone wouldn't do the same if they could
"You got that right. But since you're so bullshit good at magic. I gotta ask you something, that I've been wanting to know for a fucking minute." Freed spoke turning his attention to Darian
"What is it?" Darian asked
"Why in the fuck haven't you told Tyson about you being a strong as shit wizard?! I mean, the two of you are tighter than a succubus giving me that gawk-gawk Sloptimus prime 8,000. Yet he still doesn't know about what you do on your 'side hustles', any reason why?" Freed wondered as to why Darian hadn't told his brother about him being a high-class wizard
"Well, one because it just never came up. Also, I didn't know how I could bring it up to him; without possibly freaking him out." Darian replied
Since the younger Hagler didn't know how exactly to break it to his brother that he was a powerful wizard who liked to hunt for arcane lore and magical secrets in his downtime.
"It shouldn't be too hard. He's taken the whole having a god-slaying Sacred Gear pretty fucking well. Not to mention, he really doesn't have a goddamn problem with fighting monsters and shit. So he shouldn't have a fucking problem with you being a wizard." Freed told his cousin
"I guess your right, Freed. But how in the hell do I go about telling him?" Darian wondered as the former exorcist took a big gulp from his Heineken bottle
"How about you just fire off a few spells to show him what you can do? That should fucking work." Freed suggested
"That really ain't a bad idea…I'll just need to be careful with what I show him. I'd rather not cause an earthquake in the middle of town, and accidentally sink half a city block underground." Darian replied knowing full well of the 'incident' last year
"No one said you have to pull a tornado out of your ass. Just throw around some lightning bolts and that should be plenty." Freed told his cousin
"That's fair. I just got a lot on my mind, and a chunk of stuff I want to get to." Darian said with a small huff
"Anything I can help you out with? There's got to be something I can help out with?" Freed asked
"There is one thing that might be up your alley if you're up for it." Darian told him
"What do you have in mind?" Freed questioned
"Well there's some dickhead whose place has some books and other shizz, I want. So I was thinking we could roll up to his place and take his shit. Gets in our way, well he didn't need those spellbooks anyways." Darian answered back
"I'm game for it. Where's the piece of shit at, because I doubt he's gonna go down without a fucking fight?" Freed asked
"It's a ways away from Salvador. So after we're done there, we can spend a few days there, see the town and do whatever." Darian informed of where it was located at
"Sounds good to me…I just gotta know if we're gonna be driving down there, or if we're doing it any other way?" Freed inquired on how they were gonna get to Cancun
"I've got a teleportation circle we can use. All I gotta do is input the coordinates, pack up our gear, clothes, and whatever else we're gonna take with us. Then from there, we'll be golden." Darian answered his cousin back before taking another swig of Heineken
"Sounds fine by me, Darian. Just let me know, so I can tell Tyson we're gonna be gone for a bit." Freed told the arcanist beside him
"Don't worry I got it covered, plus I'm sure Tyson will be kosher with it. Since we are doing a bit of 'bonding' so it'll be fine. Besides, this will give me the perfect opportunity to test out some spells I've been working on." Darian said with a slight grin as both took a drink out of their bottles
"As long as I get to tear someone in half with Ramiel. I'm fine for you to do whatever…Just make sure you don't fucking fry me with any of your spells. The last thing I need is a fireball up my ass; because you got trigger-happy." Freed replied, with a minor glare at Darian
"Don't worry about it, Freed. You have my word that you won't get friendly fire aimed at you." Darian said as he took another swig of Heineken
"Unless he can somehow bitch-slap my spells back at me. I doubt you'll get hit by me anytime soon." Darian added before both let out a loud belch
"I'll fucking hold you to it, or I swear to Ramiel I will pimp smack the out of you." Freed replied as the two spent the rest of their day drinking and chopping it up
(4 days later, 10 miles outside of Salvador, Brazil, 8:40 Pm, July 19th, 2018)
It was days later as the duo had approached the large house where their target resided, all the while Darian was busy preparing a spell that would be more than destructive enough to overwhelm the barriers over said home; without damaging his prizes within.
"So are you gonna throw this spell down on this fucker, or what?" Freed asked as a deep emerald magic circle began to float from Darian's hands to the house in question
"Just give me a moment…and we should see this fuckers' house get torn to shreds in minutes." Darian replied as the magic circle began to expand and arc out with bolts of arcane lightning
Once the magic circle reached the house it had grown to the size of a semi-truck; that with a snap of Darian's fingers unleashed a mighty tornado that howled forth into existence, with monstrous forks of lightning that stretched out of its spiraling form; like the grasping tendrils of a mighty kraken. With the spell being unleashed in its full totality as a towering colossus of gale-force winds that tore uprooted and flung trees and earth; with the ease, one would throw a football, while great arcs of lightning lanced out to shred anything in sight.
The inside of the titanic lightning-filled windstorm flashed with bursts of deep golden light, as the barriers protecting the house started to fail under the power of Darian's spell. The flashes of golden light continued for nearly 5 minutes before ceasing; once they stopped Darian had ended the spell in its entirety, as the electrified windstorm dissipated in a violent eruption of gale-force winds.
With the house having survived the spell, albeit sustaining some wear and tear in the aftermath of the spell that had taken out chunks of brick and wood; yet what drew their attention as they made their way was the owner of said house that was glaring daggers at them. The owner was an elvish man who looked to be in the equivalent of his late 30's or early 40's, with deep reddish golden eyes, deeply tanned skin, and a lithe yet well-defined build that stood at a height of 5 foot 8.
The elvish man garbed in studded leather armor the color of a setting sun, that despite its slightly worn appearance looked more than ready for battle, as it brandished a basket rapier that had a blade that was the color of the morning sun; while its hilt and handle seemed to be made of hardened oak that had multiple runes carved upon it. The man got into a fencer's stance while the former exorcist and wizard came striding towards him, Freed having Ramiel's blade out with a manic grin plastered on his face while Darian had a magic circle hovering above his left hand.
"What is the meaning of this? You attack my home without any provocation, so there had better be a good reason for why you are intruding upon my property?!" The elven man demanded
"Let's see, you have some high-end books on black magic, necromancy, evocation, and graviturgy that I want. I figured that you probably wouldn't hand them over. Since I'm just some random-ass human…So my cousin and I figured after some deliberating about it. That we should skip you saying no and just take 'em." Darian told the elven man
"As if I'd let ruffians like you near any of my spellbooks. Especially after you ruined my house." The elven man spoke as he pointed his rapier at both of them
"So, you two will now face the wrath of Krydor Ashflower. Formerly of the ACCKKKHH!" Krydor tried to say before a torrent of emerald-colored acid plowed into him
"I am not here to hear your monologing all night. I'm here to take some cool shizz that can make me better at magic." Darian said while Freed grinned
"I honestly couldn't have said better myself, man. Now let's gut this fucker already!" Freed exclaimed as he charged after the recoiling elf
All the while, Krydor who was gathering his senses together after having to withstand his flesh being caustically eaten away, the elf in question had to quickly erect a shield of arcane force to defend himself from Freed who came crashing into him with an overhand chop. Yet the follow-through strike came crashing down with enough force that had he not used some of his arcane might to cushion the blow, the thunderous sword swipe would've dislocated his shoulder.
Yet before he could retaliate, a blast of pure arcane force had struck him in the back; courtesy of Darian who had teleported away, leaving him open for Freed to unleash a divine smite empowered swipe across his chest. The blade was enveloped in a royal violet radiance that spiraled around the weapon like the howling winds of a cyclone, before slipping into the gaps in Krydor's armor and impaling him through the stomach.
A sharp wordless exhale of pain escaped him as the combination of a claymore digging through his innards, thunderous might, and divine energies working in tandem to tear him asunder; yet Kraydor in retaliation blasted Freed point-blank with a fireball. The explosive burst of arcane flame sent a smoking Freed spiraling backwards, while Krydor remained unharmed; having absorbed a portion of the spell's power into himself before combining it with his next spell that fired off in a thin yet brilliant beam of crimson starlight.
But before Freed could be struck down by the fiery beam of starlight, a dome of emerald magical energy burst into existence around him to shield him from the attack; the spell on impact carving apart deep chunks into the earth around him. With Freed looking around himself to see Darian dispelling the barrier once Freed was safe before firing off a bolt of emerald lightning at Krydor, who in a burst of scarlet-colored mist teleported out of the way of the attack that blasted a nearby tree to cinders.
However, he was barely able to parry a bisecting from Freed who had managed to close the distance with such speed that it seemed as though he were a hurricane coming to crush him. Which had Krydor soon engaged in a furious clash of blades against Freed, with the paladin's greater strength and frenzied aggression; having forced Krydor to parry and deftly block any of the staccato power blows that came his way.
'Just my luck that I would be accosted by these two ruffians….Even if they are rather talented ones at that.' Krydor said to himself before having to backflip out of the way from an oncoming soccer-ball sized sphere of acid
"Come on you knife-eared fuck! I came here thinkin' I'd get my money's worth, instead, all I see is a punk-bitch!" Freed exclaimed landing another heavy-handed blow against Krydor
"Granted I may be a bit out of practice. However, I should still suffice more than enough against you cretins." Krydor replied landing a cut against Freed's jaw that was met with a stab to the elf's right foot
"I can tell, because you really fucking suck at watching your six." Freed said back
Upon saying that Krydor found himself unable to react to the ballista-bolt-sized construct of arcane force that came hurtling towards him like a speeding bullet, plowing into him like a freight train as he was sent flying for dozens of feet. With Freed rushing after his quarry with great speed to deliver a mighty cleave with Ramiel's blade that although he managed to prevent from cutting into him as deeply as it would've with an arcane shield, the attack still sunk into his midsection; cutting into flesh like a chainsaw through rotted bark.
From there the two engaged in a furious clash of blades wherein Krydor despite attacking with a greater frequency than Freed, the paladin in question was able to land and retaliate with far more heavy-hitting attacks. With Freed grinning as he took the attacks from the rapier that stung at him with its bee-sting like jabs to his body, that struck at him with a frigid cold in stride; his manic grin never leaving his face as he rained down overhand chops and bisecting cleaves to Krydor's body with a frenzied cadence.
The paladin in question, despite taking an especially ferocious stab at his cheek from Krydor, used this as a chance to drive his claymore into the sun elf's leg; barely missing his femur by mere inches as he howled in pain. A pain which was amplified thanks to Freed wrenching his blade free from his opponent's left thigh and in tandem with Ramiel's blade used a divine smite empowered swing to the abdomen to send him flying 40 feet; right into a ballista bolt sized construct of pure arcane force.
Krydor was sent skidding like a stone from the spell plowing into him like a freight train, and landing right at the steps of his house in a bloody heap, coughing and gasping as he raggedly clutched his stomach wounds. Yet his reprieve was an incredibly brief one as he was barely able to dodge an arc of emerald-colored lightning that came racing towards him that narrowly caught him in his side.
"Hey, Freed. Since I'm gettin' bored of this fucker. You wanna finish this up so we can get what I came here for?" Darian asked as he fished a bottle out of his hoodie and tossed it to Freed
"Yeah. It's been fun and all fighting him, but its getting boring as fuck." Freed answered back as he downed the contents of the bottle in one gulp, restoring his injuries
"You cretins have been screwing around this whole time?!" Krydor furiously questioned
"Well, yeah man. We were just dicking around with you the whole time. If we really wanted to, you would've been in a box minutes ago." Darian informed him
"Then all this time, I've been fighting with everything I could against you two hoodlums, was a game to you two?!" Krydor questioned
"Of course, it was, ya dumb-fucking-dipshit! I mean hell, I haven't even busted out the big guns with Ramiel. Plus my kick-ass cousin over here hasn't even busted out his big shit. I mean the man could literally fuck you up with a black hole if he wanted too." Freed answered back with a giant 'i'm better than you' grin on his face
"I can't really do that yet, Freed. That's a couple of years away. At best I could make a singularity strong enough to crush a small town." Darian casually replied
"That sure as fuck sucks, then again when you can make fucking tornadoes out of thin air. Can't really hold you for that." Freed said back while Krydor was infuriated at them reducing him to entertainment charged them
Yet it was for not as with a wave of his hand, Darian summoned forth a sphere of crushing gravitational force that wrenched him some 15 feet away, and slammed into the area of it so hard that a small crater was formed. With Freed rushing in and unleashing a massive overhand cleave that in tandem with the power of the divine smite behind it was enough to fracture a small handful of his ribs, and shred his flesh to bloody ribbons.
Darian immediately rushed in and with a great inhale breathed out a caustic stream of lime green acid onto Krydor's face, the elven warrior screaming and howling in a gurgled fit of agonizing screams as his battered and bloodied flesh was being further melted away. Krydor tried to frantically clear away the acid that was invading his flesh, dropping his rapier in the process as he stumbled and staggered back blindly from his eyes being eaten away.
However, this was his undoing as Freed used this as an opportunity to put forth a great deal of his superhuman strength to slice away at the elven warriors' arms, leaving bloody stumps at the elbow. With Krydor's suffering not having to last for too long as in his blinded and greatly wounded state, he was unable to see coming the spell of disintegration that had soon stricken him, the pale green beam of energy within seconds of impact; quickly reduced the sun-elf in question to a large mound of fine grey dust.
…So with Krydor's defeat at Freed and Darian's hands, the duo proceeded to spend the night ransacking the fallen elf's house for all it was worth. Making sure that everything from the spellbooks that Darian desired for himself, to any valuables that Freed could sell off to make some major bank, would be taken and put into Darian's demiplane for storage; before the two teleported back to their hotel room to rest after the battle.
(3 days later, Salvador, Brazil, 2:10 Pm, July 22nd, 2018)
It was a few days later after the battle against Krydor, as the two were mainly just chilling out after having gotten some lunch together.
"Again, man. Thanks for coming out here, and helping me get this done." Darian thanked his cousin who was drinking a margarita
"It's no problem. Besides, chilling out with you here in Brazil has been pretty nice." Freed replied as a waitress came to refill Darian's glass of tequila
"By the way, what do you wanna do while we're here? We might as well take advantage of being in a gorgeous as shit city." Freed asked
"I figured we could do some sight-seein', hit up some arcades and maybe hit up a Sepultura concert that I happened to score tickets to." Darian answered back before fishing out two concert tickets from his back pocket
"So who's gonna be playing at that concert?" Freed asked
"Let's see, the big headliners for it are gonna be; Whitechapel, Testament, Machine Head, Fear Factory, and Meshuggah." Darian told the former exorcist with contained excitement
"Huh, that sounds like a pretty fuckin' stacked lineup." Freed said in acknowledgment of the big names that were headlining
"I know right! I swear I got super lucky to get these tickets when I did." Darian replied with a wide smile on his face
"Just tell me, when were gonna head out so I can get ready. I am not trying to get caught with my pants down at a concert…Especially, when there is gonna be stacked as shit bitches I can get it on with." Freed said back with a near equally broad grin on his face
"Don't worry, Freed. I gotcha covered." Darian said
"Awesome…By the way, with all those books we got from that knife-eared fuck's house. Anything your gonna start taking a crack at?" Freed inquired
"I'm definitely gonna take a crack at those books on black magic and evocation spells he has. Because, I did some look overs at some of 'em, and there's some real good shit in there." Darian told the former exorcist as his grin turned into a more excited, more hungry one
"Finally, I can have a chance to get my necromancy and dark magic game up. These motherfuckers haven't seen jacked up just yet." Darian added
Because to the younger Hagler, it meant that he could start getting down on some Overlord type of bullshit and start harnessing the power of both undeath and unholy magics to really start dicking people over. Seeing as how he figured that if people were gonna start comin' for his big brother soon, that he figured that it would also help to smack the shit out of them with some spells that would be on some 'Black Air Force Energy' type shizz.
"So what kind of stuff are you gonna do with it? Are you gonna try and turn yourself into a whole-ass lich are somethin'?" Freed asked while Darian took another swig of tequila
"Oh no, I am not going down that route…I mean don't get me wrong, I like zombies, liches and other stuff like that as much as the next guy. However, I am not gonna turn myself into one of those things. I like being able to eat and having my junk in working order too much to do that." Darian replied in vehement refusal to go down the path of Lichdom
"I can't argue with that. Immortality is not worth it, if it means I can't pipe down sexy as hell skanks when I want." Freed spoke in full agreement
"But I will be using it to fuck people up. Don't get it twisted, Freed. Because I'm trying to make sure people get as jacked up as I can possibly make them. I'm talkin' about getting into some curses and shizz, that will make 'em wish they were gonna die." Darian replied
"Since, I could give less of a fuck about life and death bullshit. Let that be someone else's problem when they piss off a god that deals with that. Meanwhile, I'm just gonna focus on what I'm good at…Learning spells to fuck people up with, and using magic that'll make my life easier not harder." Darian added
"I'll drink to that and fucking then some." Freed spoke as both of them took a small chug of their liquor
"...Man, that's some good stuff." Darian said feeling the burn of his 3rd glass
"Yeah...The people here weren't kidding when they said this side of town had the good shit." Freed responded in agreement
"So is there anything else you want to do, Freed?" Darian asked
"Not really…I'll probably see if I can grab some games to take back with me." Freed said back as to what his game plan was
"Neat…Anything you wanna do for tonight? I did a check over of the place and there aren't any exorcists to get in our way." Darian informed his cousin in having used a scrying spell to check the area over for any
"Probably do a bar crawl, and try to fuck some fine-ass bitches while were here. I mean, fuck it. We're in a country where fat-assed skanks live, so we might as well try and clap some cheeks while were here." Freed suggested as something they could do
"Sure, I'm all for it. Let's at least go to lunch after our drinks first. I don't want to get blasted, and then blow someone's back out; on an empty stomach." Darian said before downing his glass of tequila in one gulp
"Sounds fine by me, my man." Freed replied as he finished his drink
From there the two went off on their merry way to prepare for a wonderful night of liquor and debauchery…what better way to do some family bonding than that.
(The next day later, 4:28 Pm, Salvador, Brazil, July 23rd, 2018)
It was the following day later as the two were taking some time to recover from their rather…intensive night of bar-crawling and successful clapping of cheeks.
'...Who would've thought that having a three-way with a succubus and a minotaur girl would leave me this fucked.' Darian internally groaned to himself
"That's the last time, I'm depending on Freed to be the responsible one. If it ain't missions or helping Tyson with training. The man is a chaotic fuck-nugget." Darian noted before hearing a Skype call come from his laptop
"Hey, Tyson. What's crackin' with ya?" Darian asked his brother as he answered the Skype call
"Not much, just figured I check in and see how you and Freed are doing." Tyson answered before taking a brief moment to crack his neck
"...What the hell have you been up to that's got your joints and shit, soundin' like that?" Darian questioned as his elder brother started getting the cricks out of his shoulders and as well
"Oh, I've just been doin' some trainin' and working on some cool stuff is all." Tyson answered
"What kind of stuff have you been working on?" Darian questioned his behemoth of a brother
"I'm keeping it a surprise for Freed, but I'll tell you this much…Its somethin' pretty cool." Tyson said with a small grin on his face
Considering that he'd spent nearly a month with Ddraig working on this technique in his downtime, he was more than proud of how well it was coming along so far.
"Hopefully, I'll have something dope to show you too from what Freed and I found here." Darian replied, keen on learning some of the spells he's been reading up on, into his arsenal
"What did y'all find there?" Tyson questioned
"That's a surprise too, Tyson. But I promise you that when I do show you what I can do, because of what we found here…That its gonna be awesome!" Darian replied with a sly grin of his own
"I'll hold you to it, Darian. If this stuff had you going all the way out there with Freed, then it had better be good." Tyson spoke
"Same to you too, man. But anything else goin' on?" Darian questioned
"Not really, besides the usual of what I've been up to." Tyson replied
"Is the house in order? Because I swear to God if its a shitshow when I get back. I will be on your ass!" Darian asked
"Relax, man. Everything's all good. I'm tellin' ya that when you two get back, the house will be in tip-top shape." Tyson promised his younger brother
"I'll hold ya to that…Anything else, you wanna tell me about?" Darian asked the behemoth
"Except that Luna's gonna be coming around by September. So you'll finally get to see her in person." Tyson informed his younger brother
"That's lovely…I just hope she doesn't bring her wolves over. No offense or anything, but our house isn't big enough to hold over a dozen wolves." Darian replied
'Not to mention the mess they'd leave…God forbid if the woman somehow has hellhounds with her, then that would be a bitch and a half to get out of the floors.' Darian said to himself knowing stains like that didn't come out easily
"I'm sure she's got her situation all figured out. 'Cuz I'm all for her having wolves as pets, since that's awesome as hell. At the same time, I don't want to deal with them at our place when they get pissy with one of us." Tyson replied
"As long as she has her dogs under control when she gets here. I could care less of what she does." Darian said back with a shrug as he grabbed a nearby bottle of water to drink
"If she can handle that many wolves like its nothin', then I'm sure everything is gonna be fine." Tyson replied in full confidence of his girlfriend's animal handling capabilities
"Whatever you say, Tyson. Anyways, I'm gonna go flush my system after last night with a crap-ton of water. After that, I'm gonna see how Freed's doin'." Darian told his brother, considering that together they drank enough to down a grown-ass man in hours
"Fair 'nuff. I'll see y'all when you guys get back in town." Tyson replied
"Alright, see you later." Darian said back before ending the Skype call
From there, after spending about two hours and some change drinking some water to flush some more of whatever the fuck they had when they got blasted last night, and reading some of the spell-books on necromancy and black magic. The white-haired arcanist then ventured towards Freed's room, where the former exorcist was in bed playing on his Nintendo Switch.
"Hey, Freed. How ya doin'?" Darian asked
"I'm doing alright. Just playing some Pokemon, and thinkin' about some things." Freed answered back while going towards the Pokemon Champion
"Cool, cool, cool…What kind of things, if you don't mind me askin'?" Darian inquired
"Some stuff about how Lint is doing…Its' just been ages since I last saw her and I'm just wondering if she's alright." Freed answered back, never taking his eyes off his game-screen
"I'm sure she's fine. If she's anything like you, then I'm pretty sure she's doing pretty damn good." Darian said in response
"Oh I know she's doing fine. She's one of the best, if not the best markswoman the church has. If there's anyone I would shit my pants at who could rock my shit from a distance..besides Dulio. It would be her." Freed spoke
"She's gotta be damn good at gunslingin' if you of all people are worried about her." Darian replied as he took a seat on the bed opposite of his cousin
"Trust me she is. The woman could put 4 bullets in your chest before you finish doing a chant for your spell, and I'll put money on that shit." Freed said back with an almighty certainty
"I figured she was good, since she's blood and all. But damn…that's actually pretty good." Darian spoke a bit taken aback at her talent
"That's nothing. Word is that she's been considered to be reincarnated as an angel under Gabriel herself; since she's that good at putting bullets in people's assses. Honestly, can't say I'd blame those angelic fucks for wantin' her." Freed replied at the caliber of his twin sisters' prowess
"Holy shit…" Was Darian's only reply
"Yeah, holy shit is right. Which is another reason why I'm working my butt off to help train up Tyson. Because if she comes around, and Tyson tries to fight her; he's screwed. Don't get me wrong, he's pretty strong and all as is, but he would get his shit completely rocked by her in literally a minute flat." Freed noted
"It's part of the reason that once next month rolls around, I'm gonna start teaching him how to use Haki." Freed added with a seriousness in his voice that got Darian's attention
"Damn…that's a pretty big deal." Darian spoke
"Well, considering that its only a matter of time before the church and even the Devils start comin' around. Especially, since he has a god-killing Sacred Gear on him. I gotta make sure he's ready. Since you and I both know that he's gonna need shit like that to protect him from people that are as strong as Lint, and then some." Freed replied as he pressed pause on his Switch to give Darian his undivided attention
The former paladin knew full well that his behemoth of a cousin was progressing at a rather impressive rate, and was a powerhouse when it came to close quarters combat. However, with all of the future threats that would be coming his way because of what he possesses, and his presence in Austin; he knew that he had to help Tyson grow as strong as possible, so he would be ready for what was to come.
"I can't really argue with that. My brother is gonna start attracting people who fuck with gods, and other bullshit to us sooner or later. So best of luck with helping him learn Haki…I got a feeling he's gonna need it." Darian said in full agreement
"You can pitch in too, Darian. Because once you tell him about you being a badass mage and all that shit. We could use your help too. Since it would definitely pay off to have someone who can help him counter spellcasters, and maybe help him unlock Observation Haki." Freed told his cousin
"I'll tell him soon, Freed. Just give me some time to learn some of these spells from that elven fucker. Then I'll get on top of that, as soon as possible." Darian promised
"You'd better. Because we only have so much time before everyone starts sending their big guns after us. Once that happens, we're gonna need to be on our A-game." Freed responded, pensieve about the future to come
'As holy fuck, are we gonna be up too our asses in bullshit. I just hope we'll be ready for war if they try to step to us.' Freed said to himself in thought at the threats to come
"By the time that happens, I'll be able to throw an ungodly amount of cursed shizz at people. Tyson will hopefully have the Boosted Gear's full power at his disposal, plus Haki on top of him being good with the hands. Not to mention you being a strong as hell paladin, whose an ace with a greatsword…So as far as I'm concerned, by the time any of these guys try us with their big guns. We'll be able to stomp a new asshole through their urethra." Darian responded in full assurance of his familys' abilities, with a cocksure grin on his face to match
"At least we've got your astounding amount of confidence to back us up." Freed said with an offhanded chuckle
"Don't forget about my being a walking natural disaster with all the crazy crap I can do." Darian replied as he made bolts of mystical lightning spark between his hand for emphasis
"That too." Freed said back before his cousin dispersed it
"So..other than your crazy strong gunslinger for a sister, and training Tyson to use Haki. What do you want to do now?" Darian asked
"Well, I sold some of the stuff we found at that dickhead Krydor's house, and bought a PS4 with it. So I figured we play some online matches on GTA 5 and be absolute menaces on there." Freed answered back as he gestured over to the PS4 console hooked up to the television
"So how 'bout it. You in, or what?" Freed asked as he tossed the white-haired arcanist a controller
"I say let's fuck some people up." Darian answered back with a grin
"That's the fuckin' spirit. Let's get this shit goin'!" Freed exclaimed as the two soon engaged in an hours-long rampage in said game
So with Freed and Darian having gone on and enjoyed their little adventure in Brazil, what else lies in store for the Hagler family as they continue to take on the supernatural one misadventure at a time? Find out in the all-new chapters of, Heavyweight Dragon Emperor: Alternative!
Now then onto some of the reviews from the last chapter.
Obsidian Nova Arc: Glad you see the point, and also I do have plans concerning how they'll get Ddraig to that point. In fact, if I can swing it I may be able to have the Hagler's convince Azazel to help them with the endeavor at hand. Considering how in this universe he would be the godfather of artifice in this story.
TaskFaller: Glad you like the story so far. And on the subject of Rias, the reason as why she gets the treatment she does is because I wanted to get into one of the biggest things concerning her in DXD. That being the fact that other than her looks or her charms, she offers really nothing in the grand scheme of things. She's not taking up a skill in metalworking, alchemy, or masonry and neither is she studying the arcane schools such as illusions, transmutation or abjuration to help better herself. All she is is just another pretty face who has a powerful big brother, and in this story, she's getting the treatment she would really get if she didn't have the plot armor of being the MC's main squeeze as she does in canon.
DragonSaiyanBlue: With Tyson, I do plan on him taking his boxing talents and having him be a teacher in the ways of pugilist, so that way he can pass on what he knows to others and share his experiences that way. Also, I don't plan on Tyson having a harem since that wouldn't really fit him all things considered in this iteration, seeing such a thing as too much work, not enough payoff. Lastly, I'm glad that you like what I'm doing with Milicas and Riser and as for Sona; that will be something I'll dive into when we get into more Kuoh focused chapters.
Alright, that takes care of all of that, as I hoped you guys enjoyed this chapter and all that it was worth. But without further delay let's get into it.
First and overall, I hoped you guys enjoyed this chapter in having Darian and Freed go on their adventure in Brazil and what came out of it. Since it was pretty nice fleshing out things for the two of them, and something I plan to do as we continue the story.
So with all 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.
Now without further delay, this is Nomadic Chaos using the power of Chaos to give you guys some decent stuff to read. With the next chapter following Tyson having an encounter with his first Stray Devil and our favorite nun, so stay tuned for all that.
Prelude Theme Song: Sinner by Drowning Pool
Random End Song: Hell of a Time by Hellyeah