(Chapter 7: So how do you feel about mages?)
The month of August had thus far continued onwards without much issue for all everyone involved, considering that Tyson's training with Freed had progressed to where he was now able to harden his limbs with Armament Haki and actually use them in both sparring and in fights against monsters. All the while Asia had continued to adjust to things with the Hagler family, with her enjoying the time she was able to spend with them, and in vice versa, as Darian was happy to have someone who he could take down the rabbit hole of loving metal music as he currently does.
On the subject of the white-haired arcanist who was enjoying learning all the new spells that would soon be at his disposal, had finally decided that it was high time that he told his brother of what he was as a powerhouse wizard.
(August 21st, 2018, 8:12 Pm, Hagler Household)
It was well into the night as Tyson was sitting outside awaiting his brother who apparently had something important to tell him, once he finished cleaning everything up.
'So what the heck do you think he wants to talk to me about, Ddraig?' Tyson asked through their telepathic link
"Your guess would be as good as mine…I am many things, but a psychic isn't one of them." Ddraig answered back
'Fair 'nuff. I'm just wondering what he wants to tell me.' Tyson wondered
"It seems as though you won't have to wait much longer, for your answer." Ddraig noted at the sound of the porch door opening
"Sorry, I took so long. I forgot that Freed and Asia were big eaters, so it took a bit longer than I figured it would; to clean everything." Darian spoke as he sat on the adjacent chair next to his behemoth of a brother
"Its all good, man. You don't gotta apologize about nothin'." Tyson replied waving it off
"Anywho, what the heck is it that's so important, that you wanna spill your guts about?" Tyson questioned his young brother
"Well, fuck it..I'll come out and say it. Since my doing some whole big runaround speech just feels awkward as shit…" Darian said as he took a deep breath before continuing
"The thing I wanted to tell you, is that I'm a strong as shit wizard." Darian told his brother
"Wait, really?" Tyson asked
"Yep, a hundred and a billion percent. Yours truly is a whole-ass wizard, minus the whole needing a magic wand to do all my shizz." Darian answered back
"Alright. If your really some strong as shit wizard, like you say you are. Then how about you fire off a spell right here and now." Tyson requested, wanting to see some proof to his brothers words
"Ok, sure. Just give me a moment." Darian replied as he stood up from his chair
With him motioning his brother to follow him as they walked a little ways up the street before stopping as the younger Hagler spotted something good enough to test out a spell upon; as he saw a vacant 1995 Honda Civic. From there he raised his hand and unleashed a cone of crushing gravitational pressure on the car in question, that not only flattened it to an oversized pile of scrap but also sent it flying some 15 feet into the air.
Once he finished his brief display of power, he then teleported a very surprised Tyson back to their house with a relative amount of ease; his expression by contrast was rather blaise in comparison to the look of full-blown surprise his brother had.
"So is that enough proof? Because I cooouuuld do more stuff than that, but then I'd risk messing up a chunk of the city…Which is a lot more trouble than its worth. So for all of that, we're gonna have to take it out to somewhere no one gives two craps about." Darian told his brother
"Let's see…I saw you flatten a dude's car like its nothin', and then teleport us back to our house in less than a minute. So of fucking course, I believe you!" Tyson exclaimed
"That's really great to know. Because, if that didn't get you to believe me. Then I'm pretty sure I was gonna have to start bustin' out more of the bigger stuff." Darian said in relief
"What the hell is 'bigger stuff' for you?" Tyson asked
"Well, I can do stuff from chuck lightning bolts at people. Too full on making tornadoes and earthquakes. I mean there's a whole lot of other stuff I can do too, and I'm still learnin' about; that just makes what I showed you the tip of the iceberg." Darian answered back
"...So basically you're a walking nuke." Tyson surmised
"I'm close to it, but not there just yet. When I can make my own miniature suns to throw at people. Then I'll classify myself as a walking nuke. Until then, I like to think of myself as a miniature natural disaster." Darian casually replied
'Something that I should really get to work on. Because if shizz is gonna pop off like I know it will, then its best that I have a literal nuclear option on hand.' Darian said to himself
"Well, the only thing I can really say to all of this. Is one its pretty awesome that my little bro can do some epic magic stuff. The other thing is that we can go out and just body every fucker that gets in our way!" Tyson replied in excitement at the prospect of fighting alongside his brother
"Oh yeah, man. Now that you know about what I can do. We can go out and wreck shop together…In fact, with me helping you out. We can probably fuck more shit up, in a third of the time. Or better yet, find even better stuff for you to fight." Darian told him
"Yes to all of that! Especially, us going out and bodying some big fucker who thinks he's top shit." Tyson replied, with a grin rising on his face at himself and Darian having an epic fight together
"I'm pretty sure that with what we can do together. That it won't be long before we find somethin' or somethin' finds us." Darian said back
"Until then, you wanna come up with sick-ass combo moves? I mean since we're gonna be teaming up together, we might as well." Tyson suggested
"That sounds great to me. I mean with all the curses and other sick shit, I've been learning lately. There's a lot of moves and plays we could come up with, to rock people's shit." Darian replied, all for the idea
"First I've got a god-killing dragon in me, then I find out our cousin is a badass paladin. Now, it turns out my brother is a super badass wizard…This year is full of surprises, and I'm all here for it!" Tyson spoke as to him this year was nothing but pleasant surprises
In the behemoth's perspective, ever since he found out about the supernatural and all the stuff his family members had been up to; that in the months up till now had been full of nothing but one great experience after the other. As such Tyson was mainly ecstatic about everything that came his way so far, considering that all of it had been nothing but one positive experience for him; that came right after the other.
"I'm glad to hear that, man. Because I've got a lot of stuff I wanna show you…Heck, this means I can finally introduce you to that friend I've been telling you about." Darian said with excited grin
"Hey, whatever it is you have to show me. I'm down for it and then some! Since I'm pretty sure that whoever this guy is, he's gotta be a great guy if he's friends with you." Tyson replied
"He actually is." Darian told him
"...So, now that I've got that shizz out of the way. What do you wanna do now?..Because I did not think about what to do after I told you what I am." Darian added as he looked at his brother
"Want to go inside, and watch One Punch Man?" Tyson asked
"Yeah, I'm down for it." Darian answered back as they both got up and headed inside
(August 22nd, 2018, 1:45 Pm, Hagler Household, The next day)
It was the following day later as Darian was by himself just having a lazy day, whilst Tyson was out with Asia and Freed; or at least he was having one until he found himself getting contacted via a Skype call.
"Oh hey, Riser. What's goin' on with ya?" Darian spoke as he used his magic to bring his laptop over to him
"Not much, just finished up another Rating Game." Riser told him
"That's great man, how'd it all go?" Darian asked
"I pretty turned it into a squash match, as I'm telling you right now…It really wasn't even fair." Riser answered back
"You beat them that bad, huh?" Darian questioned
"It wasn't that I beat him so much as I completely embarrassed him…With how crushing I made his defeat, its going to be a very and I mean a very long time before he shows his face in public." Riser said back with a cruel smile
With Diodora's defeat at Riser's hands having been such a dominant and lopsided victory, that would have the Astaroth heir seen as a massive joke for months to come.
"Well, damn…If I knew you were gonna beat 'em that bad, I would've asked for front row seats." Darian replied, eliciting a chuckle out of the artificer
"Trust me, it would've been well worth it, Darian. For if there is one thing that Riser Phenex is great at, it is putting on one hell of a show!" Riser spoke flashing a smile that seemed to shine like a white-hot flame
"Since you're undefeated in all of these Rating Games you do. I'd believe it and then some." Darian replied as he summoned up an ethereal hand to grab him some Captain Morgan to drink
"By the way, how's everything been going over in your court?" Darian questioned
"Other than adding another win to my belt. Things have been going more or less the same…Right now, I'm working with someone on getting some factories up and running, so I can start mass-producing more of my machines." Riser answered back
"That's awesome, man. Congratulations to ya!" Darian replied as a look of contained joy and excitement was on Riser's face
"Thank you, and to be honest with you. I thought it would take me years before I had enough wealth and resources to make this happen. However, it seems as though my luck is starting to turn around." Riser said with a hopeful smile on his face
With Riser having taken his newfound alliance with Seekvaira that would allow him to mass-produce his machines, as a sign of good fortune. Seeing as how it had been a constant clusterfuck of having his name slandered, and being forced into an unwilling marriage with his cunt of a fiance; the blonde artificer saw this and his victory over Diodora as signs of his luck finally turning around.
"Again, that's awesome. I'm really happy for ya." Darian said as the ethereal hand came back with the bottom of Captain Morgan
"I cannot tell you in words; how excited I am…Finally, I can really start making moves to not only better establish myself. I can also have a means to further gain independence from my family." Riser replied in good spirits of what was to come from his alliance with Seekvaira
"We are so gonna throw a party when you get away from those fuckers. I swear, Riser. Your family sounds like an uppity-ass bunch of bastards." Darian told the artificer while pouring himself a glass of liquor
"I am miles ahead of you on that front. The further away I am from my 'family', and I use that term for them lightly; the better." Riser said back before grabbing a bottle of bourbon under his desk
"Hells, I even wonder what possessed me to keep Ravel in my peerage? Moreover when I have a knight who can outstrip her in tactics and battlefield prowess. My Queen and Bishop both outclass her when it comes to either power or supportive capabilities…Overall, I will be glad when I finally have a means of making her obsolete." Riser added, in having wondered why he ever had Ravel in his peerage
"Same here, Riser. I mean even if she's really the only one in your family you tolerate. She always seemed like a total bitch, and I mean the real snobby, I'm better than you kind…Its a good thing, Tyson hasn't met her. Otherwise, she'd probably piss him off enough; that she'd get knocked the hell out." Darian replied knowing that if Tyson had to suffer her presence…she'd probably get punched in the liver
"Both her and my mother have that effect on people…I honestly swear that sometimes its like I have my mother with me…But in the worst way possible, that makes me wonder why my ears haven't bled from her constant nagging." Riser said back in irritation of his sisters' presence within his peerage
'The quicker I render her obsolete in my peerage, the better.' Riser said to himself as he took a giant gulp out of his bottle of booze
"Well, on a subject that isn't about your crappy family. I got good news with mine." Darian said
"What is it?" Riser inquired
"I finally told my brother about my being a wizard, and everything else." Darian told the artificer
"That's great news to hear. I'm guessing he took the news rather well, by the looks of things." Riser surmised by Darian's cheery tone of voice
"Oh yeah, it went a lot better than what it could've. Hell, we're gonna be going out and bodying people soon." Darian said back with an almost tangible amount of enthusiasm
"That certainly sounds like it will be interesting. Perhaps, I can finally meet your brother; now that he knows about what you do." Riser said
"Sure, I don't see why we can't set something up. Just tell me in advance when you want to pop by, and we'll make a day out of it." Darian told the artificer
"That's great to know. I could use a day with you and your brother. Anytime that I can be away from my family, and Lucifer forbid having to be around my 'fiance'...I will take it in a heartbeat…For a lobotomy sounds more pleasant than spending time with either one of them." Riser spoke with a great disdain for both parties
"...Every time, I hear about her being a bitch to you. It makes me really wanna blast her with a lightning bolt…just say the word Riser and I'll fry her sorry ass; into next week." Darian heatedly responded as he chugged his 2nd glass of liquor
"I would be more than fine if you did. However, that would then mean, you would have to deal with Sirzechs….You may be powerful, but you aren't strong enough to fight him head-on. He is a super Devil for a reason." Riser spoke
"So for both our sakes, don't blast my fiance from Austin to Seattle. I'd rather not have one of my only friends be disintegrated by her overpowered brother." Riser added
"How could I forget. Your punk-ass fiance's brother being almost as busted as the Flash." Darian noted in reminder of Sirzechs's might
"...Trust me, I'm not happy about her brother either. However, its either that or deal with his wrath. Something I'm not too keen about." Riser replied as he took another gulp of bourbon
"Minus, the whole Rias thing. I can't wait to hang out with ya again. Its been forever and a minute since we last chopped it up." Darian said
"Neither can I. It will be nice to see you again, as well as finally meeting your brother. I'm sure that will be a wonderful time in and of itself." Riser replied happy to have such a time
"I already know you'll have a blast with everyone around. I mean this is your home as much as it is ours at this point." Darian spoke as Riser couldn't help but let a chuckle escape him
"You certainly aren't wrong, Darian. Besides, its thanks to you that everything is kept far safer than Rias's shitshow in Kuoh Town." Riser replied
"Its not really that hard to keep things together. Even more, now that I have my family to help me out." Darian said back
"Which I'm sure will go wonderfully for you. However, as much as I'd love to stay and chat more with you. I have to get going. I have a meeting with Seekvaira in an hour, and I need to get myself presentable." Riser spoke, in having nearly forgotten about his meeting with Seekvaira
"Alright, man. I'll see you later, then." Darian replied
"See you soon, my good friend." Riser said before ending the call
'Well, at least I have the rest of the day to get drunk and listen to Blind Guardian and Symphony X.' Darian said to himself before drinking some more Captain Morgan
(3 days later, Austin, Texas, August 25th, 2018, 11:26 Pm)
It was a few days later as Tyson and Darian were letting Freed and Asia crash for the night, after doing a Pokemon movie marathon. With the Hagler's just about ready to turn in for the night until, Darian altered his brother to the fact that some exorcists were approaching their home.
"Couldn't this have waited until the morning? I mean why do they gotta bother us, when we're about to turn in?... I swear that's one of the biggest dick moves ever." Tyson grumpily wondered
"Because they're dickheads, Tyson…Plus we figured this would happen eventually with Freed and Asia hangin' around." Darian replied whilst activating some wards on the house just in case things went south
"So how far out are they?" Tyson questioned while he summoned his Twice Critical gauntlets
"They're about 2 miles away from the city. I can teleport us a quarter-mile away, so we'll be able to intercept them quicker." Darian answered back
"Sounds great to me. How do we wanna do this?" Tyson asked
"I'll take on the guys' minions and keep his support off you. While you go duke it out with the main man. That good with ya, Tyson?" Darian responded
"Hells yeah..Let's get to work." Tyson replied with a cocksure grin on his face
From there the Hagler brothers teleported away from their home and quickly got into position for the oncoming threat, and once they saw them approaching; that was when Darian went to work and unleashed his spell upon them. With the spell being one of the new ones he learned, as he waved his hand and from it, a thick emerald and onyx-colored miasma began to spread across the area; rotting everything that came in sight within mere moments of contact.
With the leader of the group upon seeing its effects managed to get a good chunk of his men out of the way, unfortunately, those that weren't able to get out of the way or use their holy magics to fend off its effects; were quickly turned into withered and desiccated husks. But before anyone could gather their senses to figure out what the hell was going on, another handful of his men were suddenly hit by a 20-foot wide sphere of crushing force that sucked them all into its path like a vacuum; before crushing all in sight into a bloody paste.
But before the lead exorcist in question could give out any further orders, he found himself being stricken by an uppercut from Tyson who had cleared the distance like a cheetah on bath salts; with the behemoth quickly following after his target; while his brother continued to rain down arcane hell. The lead exorcist had to quickly activate his Sturdy Saint in order to cushion his impact onto the ground, where he tumbled and rolled for a few yards before landing on his feet to face the white-haired behemoth.
"Alright, I just wanna know somethin'. Why is it that y'all are coming after my cousin and the good lady Asia? Because as far as I know they haven't done anything wrong." Tyson questioned
"Sadly, I didn't want to even do this. I would've preferred to continue exterminating vampires and Devils, for being the foul creatures they were. However, on orders from those on high. I must do what has been willed by his holiness." The lead exorcist answered back
"Look, if you don't wanna be here. Just go on and get. Because in case you haven't noticed, my brother is decimating your people. Not to mention, you still have me to go through…So just walk away, and you don't have to get knocked the hell out." Tyson told him
"Unfortunately I cannot do that. I must see this through to the end." The lead exorcist spoke
"So I hope you're ready. Because, the great Nero Raimondi will defeat you and all foul creatures on this night!" The now named Nero added as his fists burst to life with fiery blue holy energy
"Have it your way, then." Tyson replied
With the behemoth adding Armament Haki to his fists to harden them, turning them a shiny obsidian as he got into a high-guard stance; with Nero taking on a classical boxing stance as well as the two stared each other down. Both fighters began circling each other waiting for the other to make the first move…with Tyson deciding to make the first move and rush in and strike out at Nero with an overhand right.
Nero was able to deftly duck out of the way and counter with a right hook to Tyson's ribs, that both surprised and excited Tyson due to the power behind it, and with an excited grin on his face immediately retaliated with a left cross that heavily thudded against Nero's forehead. From that point the two began to engage in a heated back and forth, as Nero was having to bob and weave his way out of the piston-like jabs and crosses that were mixed in with staggering uppercut or knee to the body; while Tyson was forced to block and sidestep his way hooks and lightning-quick jabs to his gut and ribs.
With the exorcist in question managing to slip a powerful jab past Tyson's guard, yet in response to this; the towering behemoth grabbed the offending limb and threw Nero over his shoulder and into the ground, where he quickly leaped on top of him and began to rain down heavy punches and elbows. All the while Nero had to use the power of Sturdy Saint to withstand the thunderous blows that forced the exorcist to put his arms in a block against the blows that made his very bones rattle and vibrate within his flesh.
The behemoth managed to land a particularly nasty elbow across his face that opened a gash from his left temple to the bridge of his nose, before a follow-through right hand gave him a bloody fat lip that splattered crimson onto the ground. All the while Nero was forced to endure the relentless ground 'n pound from Tyson who didn't let up for even a millisecond, he used every second to gather up enough strength for a counterattack.
After what felt like a half-hours' worth of being brutalized; Nero's chance to unleash his retaliation came when another monstrous left hand bashed into his nose, nearly breaking it with a burst of thick blood coming forth, as he launched a holy power infused left hook strong enough to knock Tyson several feet away. With Nero spitting out blood and even some of his teeth as he stared down the behemoth who recovered from the shot, and was ready to go once more against the exorcist; right side had swollen considerably from the constant elbows and punches to it.
"I'll give you this, you hit really hard…Like harder than any Devil or bloodsucker, I've ever had the pleasure of punching out in the name of the Lord." Nero spoke whilst spitting up another glob of blood
"Believe me, this isn't even close to my hardest hits." Tyson replied wiping the blood from his nose
"Then show me what you can really do." Nero said back before rushing after the behemoth
Tyson met the exorcists' charge towards him as he seemingly went for a takedown, but the moment he managed to get within range of the exorcist; he instead unleashed a short but nevertheless thunderous uppercut to his opponents' jaw. With Tyson following through with a double-jab to the body that while it landed, was quickly countered by a left hook to the ribs from Nero that nearly staggered Tyson; with the behemoth having tried to strike Nero with a downward elbow, but the attack was quickly sidestepped and was met with a devastating right cross to the liver.
While the behemoth was stunned from the powerful liver shot, Nero proceeded to let loose with a blisteringly quick 5 punch combination to his chest before it was ended soundly with a right hook that cracked 2 of Tyson's ribs and sent him skidding 10 feet back. The exorcist quickly dashed forward to land another hook to Tyson's ribs, only for it to be countered by a Haki-infused headbutt that cracked Nero across the skull; nearly forcing him to double over, before a shovel-hook to the sternum knocked him flat on his ass.
Nero quickly got to his feet upon hearing the fast-approaching footsteps of the behemoth; who had his fist reared back for an overhand right, but right as he was about to deliver once he was within range, he instead used it as a feint to deliver a flying knee to Nero's chin. The behemoth then smashed into the smaller exorcist with a right cross to the face that further tore open Nero's face, as blood began to spurt from the gash on his forehead where Tyson's meaty fist struck.
The exorcist who was trying to see through the rivulets of blood that were running into his eyes, was soon caught by a chopping right to the jaw that cracked it; before unleashing a left cross the sternum that was followed through by a round kick to Nero's side that was barely blocked. So to get some distance between them used a quick uppercut to Tyson's jaw that was strong enough to snap his head back as a diversion to get out of his range, but not before getting a roundhouse kick to the ribs with such force that he could feel one, nearly two of his ribs break from the impact.
Despite this Nero was able to stagger his way out of range from Tyson who was recovering from his jaw being nearly cracked like a Kit-Kat bar from one of Nero's near full-powered punches; finally was able to wipe the blood out of his eyes. Yet it was once he finally wiped it away did he barely have enough time to throw a punch at the charging behemoth, who struck out with a massive left hand of his own; the blows audibly landing with such power, the ground beneath them buckled from it.
'Damn, this guys' tough. It's a shame he's part of those bible thumpin' asshats. Otherwise, he'd be a great sparrin' partner." Tyson said before returning fire with a vicious knee to Nero's stomach that had him double over
'I swear this guy, and Old Man Vasco are the hardest punchers I've ever had to deal with.' Nero noted before slipping inside to deliver a powerful punch to the gut
From there the two began another fearsome bout of blows, with spatterings of blood and saliva flying across the ground that buckled and cracked from the force of their intensive exchange. With neither giving ground to each other as they both continued to fire off powerful shots against the other, with Tyson unleashing more and more of his inhuman strength and aggression to outright crush Nero; while the exorcist in question was using the power of Sturdy Saint to withstand whatever blows got past his guard while using his greater speed to quickly strike with counters.
Yet the clashing of powers soon turned in one of the other fighters favor, when Tyson used a knee to Nero's gut as a feint for a particularly nasty left cross that was powered up by his Twice Critical; the result was Nero's nose being turned into a mess of blood and snot that ran down the exorcists' face. With Tyson following through by delivering a roundhouse kick to Nero's side that nearly caused the Sturdy Saint's legs to buckle from the impact, yet he was quick to retaliate by dodging another kick to his side to unleash a powerful uppercut to Tyson's already damaged ribs.
The behemoth took a sharp inhale from feeling one of his ribs nearly crack, yet he gritted his teeth and tackled Nero to the ground; using his greater size and strength to maneuver and pin Nero to the ground and get him into an armbar. Nero tried to escape from the hold that was sure to break his arm like a toothpick, as Tyson continued his attempts at breaking or at least dislocating the limb despite Nero's attempts at freedom.
With Nero yelping in pain as a particularly vicious twist and yank from the behemoth dislocated his right arm out of place, as Tyson was well on his way to snapping in it quite literally in half; by the awkward way it was beginning to bend. So with Nero using all of his strength, he forced himself to kip up and use every ounce of his reach to kick Tyson in the face as hard as he could; freeing his dislocated limb with an agonized groan as it hung limply at his side.
Yet the behemoth wasn't one to give up so easily as he immediately launched himself back at Nero and unleashed a full-force punch to Nero's liver; causing him to double over as the wind was knocked out his sails. All before a follow-through left hook to the exorcists' jaw that Nero met with a right cross that he lanced out with all his might toward Tyson's sternum, sent both flying a full 20 feet from the other in a crumpled heap; both breathing rather raggedly from the vicious back and forth exchanges of the other.
'I'll give him credit for being one of the toughest, I've ever thought. But its about time I end this with my secret weapon.' Nero thought to himself as he stared down Tyson who looked just as worse for wear
"Hey, Ddraig. Looks like I'm gonna finally get a chance to field test that move we've been workin' on." Tyson said through their telepathic link
"It does indeed. Since it looks like that exorcist is ready to settle this with an all or nothing attack." Ddraig noted as he sensed the build-up in power from Nero
"Well, if that's the way he wants it. Then I'm down for it." Tyson replied as an incredible heat began to radiate from his body as he channeled Ddraig's flames
For what felt like a solid hour passed for both parties as they readied their penultimate attacks against one another, with Nero's right hand looking as though it was almost sagging from the concentrated amount of holy energy, to where it looked like it turned into a miniature warhammer. While Tyson continued his channeling of Ddraig's flames into his arms to the point where they'd taken on a vibrant fiery reddish-orange hue, as the air around him warped as though it threatened to burst into flame.
Once both had finished charging their attacks, both rushed at each other like runaway freight trains intent on obliterating the other into a bloody mess; before they soon reached striking distance. With Nero bellowing out the cry of his secret weapon that he dubbed the Saint's Hammer in the form of an incredibly heavy-handed left hook aimed at Tyson's liver.
With Tyson timing his use of the Twice Critical's power so that he would be able to quickly use a V-step to dodge enough of the exorcist's attack; so it wouldn't land as a direct blow, albeit it still was able to land a blow to his left side that broke a small handful of his ribs. Yet he used this as a golden opportunity to land his counterattack, in the form of a right cross that he launched with all his might towards Nero's temple that on impact turned the whole of his right arm a bright fiery orange like a contained inferno.
The golden haired exorcist gasped in pain at the sheer force behind the blow, before his body was blown back by a concussive burst of searing hot flames that engulfed his body; tearing into his flesh like a pack of ravenous wolves, before he was sent flying from both the power of Tyson's punch and the power of Ddraig's flames combined with it. With Tyson watching with a proud yet bloodied grin as the fireball that was Nero's body was sent sailing for who knows how far away, before fading from Tyson's view.
'Well…it looks like the Inferno Counter was a goddamn success.' Tyson said to Ddraig before collapsing flat on his ass
"That is without a doubt the case, as I highly doubt that even if the exorcist survives. That he will be in any shape to come back for an immediate rematch." Ddraig replied to Tyson who let out a hearty laugh that turned into a ragged cough
"He can damn well try…Because…the next time, I'll be ready." Tyson said back through his coughing and wheezing
"I have no doubt you will. However, I say that you take this time to rest, as luckily enough your brother is arriving to take you to recover." Ddraig noted as Tyson looked up to see his brother descending towards him
"Well, ain't that lovely." Tyson replied as he decided to simply enjoy his hard-fought victory
(The next night, Tyson's Mindscape, August 26th, 2018, 10:44 Pm)
It was the following night after Tyson's hard-fought victory, with Tyson who had been healed by Asia was currently sleeping through the aches and pains of having gone toe to toe with an exorcist.
"So that's what fighting a real deal exorcist was like…Gotta say that Freed wasn't kiddin' around when he says they aren't nothin' to fuck with." Tyson said as he sat upon an inactive volcano
"More importantly, when the exorcist was one of the Church's rising stars. Which I will say, makes your victory over him that much more impressive. When you consider, his prowess is strong enough to be considered for reincarnation under Uriel's force." Ddraig told him with a bit of pride in his voice
"Yeah, just my luck when I do fight someone from their camp. It happens to be someone who got trained by one of their heaviest hitters…To be honest, I can't even be mad about it." Tyson replied in recalling that Nero had been trained under some powerhouse named Vasco Strada
"Which means, I must be doing something right if I beat him. I mean did I get by through the skin of my teeth..yeah. But fuck it, a win is a win and I ain't complain' about it." Tyson added
"This is also further good news for you, as it means that you are finally ready..Or at the very least close to it." Ddraig spoke looking at Tyson with his massive absinthe colored eyes
"Ready for what?" Tyson questioned
"What I'm trying to tell you, is that you are quickly approaching being able to properly use my power in its true form. If not at that stage already." Ddraig answered back, immediately getting the behemoth's full attention
"...Wait a minute. You mean I can finally start using the Boosted Gear?" Tyson asked
"I think you are ready to do so. You more than proved you were physically capable and ready to wield the true form of my power; beyond its current 'pitiful' state." Ddraig told him
"Why do I sense a but coming along?" Tyson questioned
"But, I will not be able to say for certain. You still need to recover from your battle against the exorcist, before you can begin to attempt summoning it forth…I would rather you not do so hastily, and risk further injury to your person, all because you were caught up in the excitement." Ddraig replied semi-sternly
"That's fine by me. After what I just went through, I'm gonna take some R&R to myself before I do anything big." Tyson said back
With the behemoth knowing full and well his own physical limits, and his fight with Nero had clearly pushed him to and probably past them; which was a feeling he hadn't felt in a long time since coming into his superhuman physical powers. Therefore, Tyson was going to take a break from anything training related and take it easy for the next few days to a week; otherwise he figured he was gonna tear something that shouldn't be torn.
"Good to know, you can still think rationally. Here I thought that all of the damage you sustained, had given you brain damage." Ddraig spoke
"Oh, very funny…Here I thought you didn't have a sense of humor, better yet even know what sarcasm is." Tyson replied whilst a snort and puff of smoke came from Ddraig
"That is because we haven't known each other long enough. Once we know each other more, you will see I am rather great company." Ddraig said, standing himself up more proudly
"Fair 'nuff. I mean its barely been a whole summer since I've known you." Tyson replied
"Still, I gotta say that since then; I've had to have made a good impression on you by now…At least I hope so?" Tyson asked the ancient dragon before him
"I will admit that you are one of my more interesting partners so far. Couple this with the fact that you can potentially become one of my strongest ones yet, and you have certainly started to set yourself apart. So for now, I will say that you have made a…decent yet positive impression thus far." Ddraig told the white-haired behemoth
"Hmph, that actually means a lot to me. I mean its not everyday that a god-killing dragon says your pretty alright company." Tyson said, with a smile
"Still, now that you are at an adequate enough level to where you will be able to potentially summon forth my true power. I feel as though you are ready to know of what is to come, now that you share my title as Red Dragon Emperor." Ddraig replied, getting Tyson's full attention
"Alright, what is it you gotta tell me?" Tyson asked
"Due to you starting to realize your potential as a Red Dragon Emperor. This means that soon enough, you will attract our counterpart in the White Dragon Emperor. Something that will no doubt be one of your greatest challenges to date." Ddraig informed his partner
"Wait a minute…There's another one of you out there?" Tyson questioned
"Indeed. The White One is my counterpart, and archrival. Whereas I have the power to increase one's power to destroy gods. His is the ability to halve a creature's strength into non-existence." Ddraig answered back
"Therefore, you must be ready for him and his chosen partner. For once they know you have begun to come into your own. They will no doubt seek you out, for a battle to end our age- old rivalry." Ddraig added
"So he's basically like the Joe Frazier to my Muhhamad Ali, or the Juan Manuel Marquez to my Manny Pacquiao…Honestly, that sounds really fucking awesome." Tyson said with a measured excitement in his voice
"Something akin to that. But on a far more grander scale." Ddraig told him
"Well, I'm all for it. I may not be much now, but mark my words. Come hell or highwater, I'm gonna knock this White Dragon Emperor guy flat on their ass." Tyson proclaimed to the Dragon of Domination with a cocksure grin on his face
"That is a rather bold claim to make, Tyson." Ddraig said
"I know, but I don't care. The fact that I got someone who's gonna be a powerhouse to go up against, has my engines going. Because, this is the stuff that epic balls to the wall fights are made of. The best part about it is, I get my rival hand-delivered to me…What more could I ask for?" Tyson replied with ever growing excitement
"As always, I am astounded by your almost boundless confidence." Ddraig spoke in seeing the sense of bravado and immense self-confidence radiating from his partner
"Well, yeah. Every challenge I've faced so far, I've beaten it. This is just another one that even if I get knocked down by it. I'll get back up; better than ever. Then I'll knock it flat on its face, when I get my shot! That much you have my word on!" Tyson told the massive dragon before him
With Tyson knowing full well that he could take his newly found out archrival in a fight, as he just like everyone else despite a power gap; had a puncher's chance at defeating who or whatever this White Dragon Emperor guy was. Plus with his ever growing progress towards becoming stronger, he knew for a fact that even if he couldn't beat his opponent in a fight; that he would at the very least be able to give 'em hell and then some, and that was more than enough for him.
"With a spirit like that, I have a good feeling that even if its by the skin of your teeth, you just may be able to land a knockout blow as you envision. Or on a more realistic scale give them a bloody nose they will be sure to remember." Ddraig spoke with a semi-sarcastic chuckle escaping his throat
"Say what you want, Ddraig. But mark my words, right now. It may not be the first time, I run the hands on 'em, or the fight after that. But you can bet your scaly butt, that I won't just beat them; I'll knock them down and out." Tyson declared
"Then I wish you the best. Because you will have your work cut out for you, and then some." Ddraig told him, as the faintest of smiles crossed his wizened face
"Thanks. Now if ya don't mind, I wanna work on my Haki some more. There's a technique I've had in mind for awhile, and I want to get a good start on it." Tyson replied as he stumbled to his feet before leaping off to go and train in his Haki
'If there is one thing I will say about you. You certainly are one of a kind, Tyson Hagler.' Ddraig said to himself, as he watched his partner train and try to master his Armament Haki further
So with Darian having told his brother of his being a wizard, and his first encounter with an exorcist and a strong one at that. Tyson now must ready himself for his impending battle against the White One. So how will he prevail against such an enemy in the quickly approaching future? Well, find out in the upcoming chapters of, Heavyweight Dragon Emperor: Alternative!
Now then onto some of the reviews from the last chapter.
SpartanKingJ: I didn't know how I was gonna implement the Penetrate ability beforehand, but with your suggestion...I certainly do now, as that sounds like one hell of a way to use it that would actually make the most sense when I think about it. Also, Tyson will eventually gain his own subspecies Balance Breaker in the near future, since I have something in the works that will play more towards his being a pugilist and Mixed Martial Artist at heart.
Dragonsaiyanblue: Glad you like how I've changed everything up with everyone, considering that with this new version. I can have a lot more freedom to dive into and explore our protagonists than what I could've in the original. Plus Tyson mainly just wants to get enough strength both so he can be a powerhouse to defend himself and his loved ones, but also so he can become one of the greatest Dragon Emperors in a similar vein to his heroes.
Obsidian Nova Arc: I already have a song in mind for Ddraig down the line. Also, once more of the team is officially setup, they're definitely gonna be out vibe-checking the 3 factions more often. Considering how its about time someone needs to with all the fuckery that goes on in DXD.
Well I hope you guys have enjoyed this chapter, and everything that's gone on into it. Yet without further delay let's get into it, now shall we.
First up we get the whole Tyson getting to know of his brother's being a wizard in a firsthand display. Which I thought would be neat, seeing as how it let me skip past having to do chapters of dancing around an issue that would've gone nowhere for the sake of meaningless drama.
Coming up after that we've got the whole reveal of Riser's friend in the U.S being that of Darian, which I hoped you guys liked.
Following that we get Tyson going up against his first real test in Nero Raimondi, who I thought would be a good matchup for Tyson and showing that he's still got a ways away before he can even duke it out with the true powerhouses in DXD proper.
Lastly, we have the bit between Tyson and Ddraig. Which I thought would be neat in doing a spin on how the MC would react to the information of his impending battle/ rivalry to come with Vali.
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.
With all that being said this is Nomadic Chaos using the power of said chaos to give you guys neat stuff to read. The next chapter will have the Hagler brother's meeting up with Riser and all that good stuff.
Prelude Theme Song: Sinner by Drowning Pool
Random End Song: Magic Zone by Volbeat