Here we have it, then: A nice big ass-kicking session. Enjoy!
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THE SOUND OF THUNDER
Ogata shot forwards, slamming into Takuya and carrying him back across the street until they both slammed into a wall, bricks and mortar splintering as Ogata pulled back a fanged head and thrust it into Takuya's face.
"Face it, Tak," Ogata grimaced, "This time around, you're out of your depth!"
Ogata's twin tails wrapped around Takuya's neck, and as the human-sized dragon spun round, Takuya found himself hurled away, slamming into the side of an already-destroyed car.
"Get the picture?" Ogata cackled as he landed next to Takuya.
"Know something?" Takuya grunted as he rose, "You're right."
"Hmm?" Ogata turned his three heads to an angle. "What?"
"You're absolutely right," Takuya grinned, "I'm not gonna last ten minutes with you…"
Takuya grabbed the car, swung it round like a bat and smashed it into Ogata, flinging him away down the street, before he finished making his point:
"…But you're not gonna last five minutes with me!"
Ogata simply laughed as he rose to his feet, spreading a pair of golden wings.
"This…" Ogata smirked, "Is gonna be fun!"
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Akane felt her back hit the wall, the blade of a switchblade belonging to one of Ogata's cronies resting near the side of her neck.
"We never got to finish what we started, did we, sweet thing?" The thug gave a sadistic grin, as behind him, Akira backed away from his companion as he advanced with a crowbar in hand.
"Now," Akira spoke up, "I can think of one complicated, brilliant reason why you should listen to me."
"Yeah?" The thug spat, "Why's that?"
"Because," Akira gave a wicked smile, "Of this!"
He whipped one of the other G-Cells out of his jacket, grabbing hold of each end and twisting the top.
"Tell me you didn't," Zera gaped as the light of the G-Cell spread out to cover Akira.
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Bolts of brilliant lightening shot from Ogata's three mouths, pushing Takuya back as he raised an arm to keep back the burning blasts.
Takuya's jaws parted, a surge of blue fire shooting forth to strike Ogata in the chest, knocking him back and leaving thick trails in the street beneath his feet. Ogata swept forward, fanged jaws lashing out and catching onto Takuya's arms.
As soon as Takuya moved to force the heads away, bolts of electricity shot through each one, lighting up his entire body as a white-hot wave of pain shot through him, lighting his every nerve as his body felt as though it had been thrown into a pit of flaming spikes.
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As the light faded, and the now-inert G-Cell fell to the ground, Akira was gone.
In his place was a creature on four legs, with dark-brown skin and a lighter-coloured "shell" consisting of bony scuts covered in sharp spikes. From its back stretched a spiked tail, and on the tip of its scaly snout was a sharp horn. A fringe of sharp spikes framed its neck as it hunched back on four knees.
"Sweet," Akira looked himself over, "I'm Anguirus! Uh-huh! Go 'Kira, go 'Kira, it's your birthday…"
Gondo slapped his palm to his face as Zera shook her head.
"An idiot with Kaiju powers," She sighed.
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Takuya staggered back, Ogata's central head slammed horns-first into his face, knocking him back as he struggled to keep his balance, his head still ringing from the surge of electricity.
"Who's your Daddy now, punk?" Ogata roared as he slammed another head into Takuya's gut, "Who's your…"
Before he could finish, Takuya grabbed his third head, yanked it down, and kneed Ogata in the stomach. As the golden dragon doubled over, Takuya raised an elbow and jabbed it into his exposed back.
"Piece of advice for you," Takuya snarled, baring his fangs, "A loser with some new tricks is still a freakin' loser."
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The two thugs slammed into each other, landing in an unconscious heap on the ground, one on top of the other.
"Dude," Akira beamed as he shook his head, "I am so buff!"
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Grabbing one of Ogata's flailing heads, Takuya put all his weight into a single swing, heaving Ogata over his shoulder and slamming him into the ground, solid pavement cracking under the force of the impact. Turning his body, he repeated the process, Ogata crashing to the ground once again. Pulling one foot back, Takuya slammed it into his side, sending his rival flying across the street and into a glass window, which instantly broke before the force of the impact.
With a bellowing roar, Ogata rose up, bursts of lightening surging from each mouth to force Takuya back. Takuya staggered, the plates on his back flashing blue as the energy built up in his mouth.
A surge of atomic energy shot forth, slamming into Ogata with bone-breaking force, bowling the dragon over as the blast continued, through a wall, to strike the gas-tank behind.
The entire building was consumed in a fiery explosion, the windows shattering and the walls crumbling as Ogata's furious roar echoed above the thundering explosion, bathing the street outside in orange fire.
The flames parted…
And Ogata was gone, leaving only the scorched storefront.
"Guess that takes care of the cremation," Takuya stated dryly.
Before he could move, however, something emerged from the flames.
It was a man… a figure of a man, standing among the flames, the smoke and dust obscuring his features.
"Very impressive, Takuya," The figure commented, "And no, Ogata isn't dead. Four your sakes, I can only hope you're ready."
"Ready?" Takuya repeated, "For what?"
"Well, now," The figure chuckled, "That would be telling, now, wouldn't it? But don't think this is over, my dear boy. Oh, no, this is just the start. It's coming."
With a flicker of flame, he was gone.
"Takuya!" Akane ran up to him, Akira running, or rather crawling, besides her. "Are you alright?"
Takuya nodded slowly, turning around to see them.
"Whoa!" He stepped back, "Akira?"
"Yup," Akira smiled proudly, "So… did we win?"
Takuya took another glance toward the burning building.
"I don't know…" He answered uncertainly.
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One more chapter to go, and that'll round off the second story. Hope you enjoyed the fisticuffery.
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