A/N: To clear up any possible confusion for this chapter:
"Ore sanjou!"= human speech
"Ore sanjou!"= imagin speech
*Ore sanjou!*= human telepathic speech
*Ore sanjou!*= imagin telepathic speech
"Ore sanjou!"= possessed human speech
"Ore sanjou!"= Terminal Belt speech
{Ore sanjou!}= speech over a media device (ie phone, television, intercom, etc.)
Chapter 17: Can't Hear You!
"You owl bastard! Get your feathered ass down here so I can kick it!"
"Thou art ever more foolish than assumed before if ye think I shall give heed to such request."
Fifteen minutes into the battle and progress had yet to be made. Ed, Double D, and Hana watched from behind a relatively distant tree as the Owl Imagin tauntingly hovered just out of reach of the Sword Form's blade. Even after scaling the tree tops, Momotaros was unable to take away the owl's aerial advantage.
"This is almost too embarrassing to watch," Hana sighed, more annoyed than anything else. "When's he going to switch out already?"
"I would say not until he gets hurt enough to finally figure out that he's ran into a proverbial brick wall," Double D pessimistically answered. "Then again, even if Eddy and Momotaros were to switch out, the Rod Form and Axe Form would encounter the same dilemma."
"Get back here and fight me, you coward!" Momotaros snarled. "Ya can't stay up there forever!"
Receding furtherer away into the air, the Owl Imagin began flapping its wings with increased vigor. "Forever? Nay child, but long enough to do this!"
Suddenly, a shower of plumage broke away from the owl's body and shot straight for the Sword Form in a wicked hail.
"Oh no, an evil dandruff storm!" Ed cried. "Look out, Eddy!"
The Sword Form sprung from branch to branch in an attempt to avoid the attack, motivated by the sound of needle-like feathers impaling the branches behind him. When the razor rain got too close, the Sword Form deflected the projectiles away with a few swings of the sword. With the number branches running out fast, it was either that or plummet to the ground.
*Oh man, I really hate birds!* Eddy gripped. *Next to that seagull that took my quarter, this is the second most annoying pillow stuffer I've ever met!*
"And I ain't gonna have my butt turned into a pincushion!" Momotaros smacked a few more feathers away before unclipping Eddy's Rider Pass from the Terminal Belt. "To heck with this, I'm bringing this fight to a climax!"
The remainder of the plumage shower was blown away as the Rider Pass was swiped across the belt's scanner, unleashing a short burst of red static.
"Full Charge."
With the sword's blade unlatched from the hilt and floating idly by for guidance, the Sword Form squared away into a swinging stance.
"Here comes my Certain-Kill Attack: Part Three!" An upward slash sent the blade zooming off. The air around it hissed with its crackling power.
Unable to dodge, the Owl Imagin took a rapid blow across the chest. He dropped head first from the air with an agonized screech. The blade continued to pursue, forcing the owl to flee and nurse his wound at the same time.
"You're not gettin' away!" Momotaros directed the blade through the twisting canopy towards the retreating owl. "Let's go, let's go, let's go!"
In an unexpected move, the Owl Imagin veered back around and swooped in below the branches. His lance sliced away the tree limbs as he glided along at a swift rate.
After one quick circle around the battlefield and a lot of destruction, the Sword Form was trapped on an isolated stretch of growth.
"Ha! You think you can win with a move like that? I don't think so!"
Momotaros called back the blade and prepared to spring onto a distanced set of branches, but halted when the cluster he currently occupied creaked in protest.
There was no way the branches would sustain the Sword Form's weight if used like a springboard.
With his lance pulled back for a thrust, the Owl Imagin soared in to put an end to his trapped adversary.
"Got a surprise for ya, super chicken." Momotaros jammed in the Terminal Belt's red button. "Hey sock-head! You and the turtle are up!"
"Understood!" Double D was already running in with his Rider Pass out and ready. "Here we go! Transform!"
"Switch Out; Rod Form."
In a flash of red and blue light, the Sword Form was supplanted with the Rod Form, who was already reconfiguring the DenGashers into his signature weapon.
The Owl Imagin was blinded by the sudden light show and just missed his mark a few inches to the right. The Rod Form took full advantage of this by rolling onto the owl's back. To secure himself, he pulled his rod under the owl's chin and held on to each end like a pair of reins.
"You may have been able to trap the red one," Urataros growled as he applied pressure to the owl's throat, "but I assure you, the same trick won't work twice!"
Urataros held on tight as the Owl Imagin ran into trees and looped through thick patches of branches to shake him off, but was slowly losing his grip. He needed to do something fast. Ultimately, his hand was forced when the Owl Imagin shot straight upwards to the sky.
"It may be a little late to ask, but won't you let me string you along?" Urataros unclipped the Rider Pass with a free hand and swiped it across the Terminal Belt's scanner.
"Full Charge."
A surge of blue static began humming through the rod. Urataros made sure to press the weapon closely against the Owl's throat to ensure that the imagin felt every burning spark.
The move worked a bit too well. Screaming, the Owl Imagin fell into a straight dive towards the woods below at an uncontrollable speed.
"Well, it seems this is my stop," Urataros stated as he braced his feet onto the Owl Imagin's back. He pulled his rod free and stomped his weight down as soon as the plummeting pair neared the first tree.
"Shellshock Kick!"
All of the energy that had been building up in the Owl Imagin's body detonated in a volatile eruption upon force of the Rod Form's hop-stomp. Blinded by pain and jumping bolts of energy, the owl lashed out with his lance in the hope of snagging the armored child before his own inevitable crash.
The blow connected with grim force. The Rod Form was knocked way past the spot he intended to land and sent colliding through a sea of branches. The only thing that saved him from kissing the ground was a timely cast of his rod, hooking the harpoon line into a tree knot.
The Owl Imagin however, ran smack into the dirt.
"Impudent… whelp," cursed the Owl Imagin as he struggled to his feet. It looked as if he had protected himself from the fall by wrapping himself in his own wings at the last minute. Despite that, the majority of his feathers were singed as a result of the Rod Form's full charge.
Still dangling with both hands grasping the rod, Urataros shrugged nonchalantly as best he could. "My, what a sore loser. You're the one who started this fight, right?" Urataros clicked in the Terminal Belt's blue button. "Anyways, I've done more than enough. I'll leave yellow to finish the job. Ed?"
Ed came running out into the open, waving his Rider Pass enthusiastically over his head. "Ten-four, turtle man! Heeenshiiin!"
"Switch Out; Axe Form."
With a flash of blue and yellow light, the Axe Form took the Rod Form's place. A rough tug loosened the harpoon head from the tree and dropped the Axe Form to earth. With his fortitude, landing from a high height was no problem.
"My strength will make you cry!" Kintaros proclaimed as he reassembled the DenGashers into the form's appropriate weapon.
The Owl Imagin stepped back with a pained grunt.
Mysteriously conjuring up a packet of tissues from behind his back, Kintaros tossed them in front of the owl. "Wipe your tears with those!"
The Axe Form charged in with weapon raised for a finishing chop.
Thinking quickly, the Owl Imagin recovered his lance and tossed it. The Axe Form was able to deflect the throw, but the moment the two weapons met, the lance burst into an obscuring cloud of sand.
"Such a cheap tactic," Kintaros grunted as he hastily fanned the sand away. "Completely unmanly."
By the time the sand settled down, the Owl Imagin had already taken off into the sky. There was no way to catch up. He was becoming a distant shape against the treeline.
The group came out from cover and watched as the Owl Imagin disappeared from sight.
"Terrific," Eddy grumbled. "Now we gotta chase that thing down all over again."
Double D looked skywards towards the setting sun on the darkening horizon. "It'll soon be all but impossible to find him in the gloom of these woods. We may have to put this off until bright and early tomorrow."
"Yeah, it's getting harder to see the back of my own hands," Hana stated. "But is it really okay to just let the imagin run loose again?"
Kintaros nodded in agreement. "Finishing things now is best."
Eddy dismissed them casually. "Eh, what's the worst that can happen? We already put that thing on the ropes. It ain't gonna be doing anything anytime soon. We got more important stuff to do anyway."
Double D fixed him with a skeptical look. "And what, pray tell, would that be?"
"No duh, the dance tomorrow! We still gotta cover our bases for the big night!"
Hana could feel her eye twitch from trying to hold back her full irritation. "You can't be serious. Are you telling me that some stupid school dance is more important than stopping the imagin?"
Eddy stared at her as if she had just stated the most obvious thing in the world. "Uh… yeah."
"…This world is doomed," Hana sighed.
--..--
Like Double D suggested, the Eds and Hana got up early the next morning to scout the woods for the Owl Imagin. There were no signs that it returned to the pit, and the surrounding areas didn't yield any clues as well. The woods were significantly vast, so searching every square foot was out of the question.
The best they could do was ask Momotaros, Urataros, and Kintaros to keep a look out for the presence of imagin activity. Of course, the three Taros's wanted something for their troubles…
Back on the DenLiner, the main car was crowded with the Taros' equipment. Momotaros tuned his guitar, Urataros was plucking at a few strings on his base, and Kintaros fiddled with his drum set. Not surprisingly, their instruments shared their respective colors.
"You want us to what?!" Eddy exclaimed.
"Ya heard us right; lend us your bodies for the dance!" Momotaros declared. "Our band ain't gonna get discovered playing onboard the DenLiner all the time, so we need to borrow you guys to get a gig!"
Urataros strummed out a few chords. "It'll only be at the end of the night where we intend to make our big debut. Though I do expect our show will have all the ladies screaming for an encore…"
"We will definitely be a hit!" Kintaros affirmed. "Our soulful harmony will bring everyone to tears!"
"That's what I'm afraid of," Double D droned. "Look, even if we were to lend you gentleman the use of our bodies for the night, there's no possible way we'd get permission from our school to bring in your band equipment, let alone perform at all."
"No prob, that's already taken care of," Momotaros waved off. "The Conductor pulled some strings for us."
"WHAT?!" Eddy, Double D, and Hana cried.
"Yeah, you wouldn't believe the kind of influence that man wields," Urataros said. "I think he may have ties to the mafia, or maybe the yakuza…"
"And I'll be there to take care of the special effects," Naomi added cheerfully. "I got you guys a fog machine, lighting equipment, strobe lasers, and everything else!"
"Yay, we get to have a live band play at our school dance!" Ed cheered. "Can I help out, you guys?"
"Sure thing, we can always use a roadie." Momotaros jumped up onto one of the tables and pointed outwards dramatically. "Just think about it boys, you'll be the stepping stones to our future greatness!"
Eddy stuck his finger right in Momotaros's face and shouted. "There ain't no way we're letting you guys embarrass us in front of the entire student body! Especially if we aren't gettin' paid for it!"
"I have to share Eddy's sentiments," Double D stated. "Our reputation among our peers is disreputable enough as it is. The last thing we need to do is give them further potential incentive to ridicule us on a regular basis."
"Not to worry, boys. You'll be wearing these the entire time," Naomi ducked behind her counter and brought out a cardboard box with four plaster masks decorated to look just like the Taros' faces.
"Beauties ain't they?" Momotaros proudly proclaimed. "We did most of the work ourselves. Even threw together some matching threads too."
"It doesn't matter what you guys look like on stage if you're performance sucks," Hana snidely highlighted. "The last time you guys played, I could feel my fillings crack."
"Hey, we've been getting better since last time!" Momotaros countered in affrontance. "We'll bring the house down, no doubt!"
Unimpressed, Hana turned her back to him and huffed. "Actions speak louder than words, you know."
"Well we're all about the action, baby! Hit it, boys!"
Momotaros, Urataros, and Kintaros moved like clockwork. In a blur, they hooked up their amps, manned their instruments, and set themselves into position. What happened next blew the Eds and Hana away.
"From start to finish, we rock at a climax!"
The guitar, base, and drums meshed together in perfect concord. They created a melody that electrified the atmosphere and made the hair on the back of everyone's neck stand on end. The beat rushed to every inch of the car, building up and becoming an almost tangible force.
And then Taros's began to sing.
~..~
Momotaros: Time falls like sand
Memories turn to lies
Urataros: Stolen, corrupted
Abandoned to die
Kintaros: Still I remember from an opaque dream
There's someone so dear that is waiting for me…
Momo, Ura, and Kinta: RIGHT NOW!
Urataros: The crumbling of history
Kintaros: And now, the wind itself starts to scream
Momotaros: The moment where you close eyes and turn away…
Momo, Ura, and Kinta: You'll lose both your world and your light!
Kintaros: Why even try when it hurts you to move?
Urataros: Why roll the dice when you're likely to lose?
Momotaros: Tell you why
Urataros: Fly to you
Momotaros: Time to change
Kintaros: Time to choose
Momo, Ura, and Kinta: Why stand alone when we stand as a whole?
"Let's go, go go!" Momotaros yelled out.
Momo, Ura, and Kinta: What could have more might than our wills bound together?
Shining with this power, no way we can lose
One mask, two souls; that's DOUBLE-ACTION!
Momotaros: Our shared past…
Urataros: Our present…
Kintaros: And uncertain future…
Momo, Ura, Kinta: WILL BECOME ONE MOVE!
The Taros's stopped singing just as suddenly as they started.
~..~
"Whoo-hoo, bravo!" Naomi clapped enthusiastically. "That song get's better every time I hear it!"
"Course that ain't our entire single, but we'll save the rest for when we blow the crowd away at the dance," Momotaros gloated. "So whad'ya guys think?"
The Eds and Hana had been literally blown to the back of the boxcar with their jaws hanging open.
"… Were we off key or sumthin'?"
--..--
Later on that day, after Eddy's demand that the Eds spend at least two hours prior to get ready, the group was headed off to the dance. Because the school allowed students to invite their friends from other counties, Hana was able to tag along. It would be simple enough to pass her off as a Lemon Brook student.
It only took one cross-arm hold to convince Eddy that her accompaniment was in no form whatsoever a date.
Double D was able to persuade Eddy out of the idea that dressing like the 'swinging bachelors' in his father's seventies magazines would be a bit over the top this time around, so the Eds settled on donning some collared button-ups that had the same color scheme as their everyday attire.
The group arrived at the school at the same time as the other cul-de-sac dwellers. There was a bit of a wait to enter the gymnasium thanks to a long line, but everyone eventually got in.
"Yeah baby! This is my kind of scene!" Eddy decreed upon sight of the decorations. "Let's get this party started; Eddy style!"
The majority of the kids were on the floor dancing to the music being pumped out by the DJ, but there were others that were content occupying the sidelines and talking among their cliques. Some congregated around the snack table while others filled the chairs.
Ed made his way onto the floor with what could never be a dance by anyone's standards but his. "Cha Cha Slide, everybody!"
"Ha, you call those moves?" Eddy leapt in behind him with some wild variation of the funky chicken. "Step aside and let a pro show ya how it's done!"
"One minute and thirty-five seconds into this event and I'm already mortified," Double D groaned into his hands. "A new record."
"Don't get so wound up by it," Hana consoled. "It's all in fun. That's the whole point of the dance, right?"
"I guess... as long as the gymnasium isn't demolished like last year."
"Er, what?"
"It's a long story," Double D mumbled glibly. "Now if you excuse me, I'm going to try and find a seat that is yet to be resided in."
"Okay, I'm going to see what they have at the snack table," Hana said. "Let me know if anything comes up."
Double D departed Hana's company and melted away into the crowd himself. With his lanky form, it was easy to pass in between the mass of ever moving bodies. He only bumped shoulders two or three times.
Fortunately, there seemed to be one seat still open, though it was right in the middle of other occupied seats. There was nothing in particular wrong with that, other than being rather out of place.
"Ah, this is far more pleasant than tiring myself out all evening," Double D sigh as he sat down. "What providence that I was able to find the last remaining seat in the gymnasium."
Double D took another look around and couldn't help but scratch his head.
"Though for the life of me, I can't figure out why this spot had not been taken when every other chair looks to have been claimed in a rush."
The answer hit him in the form of a chillingly familiar voice.
"Hey cutie, having a good time?"
Double D slowly turned to the left. What his eyes laid upon made him both blanch and blush at the same time.
"Ma-Marie, what a surpr-prise to s-see you here," Double D stammered. "I-I see you've dressed for the occasion."
"Of course. It's not every day me, Lee, and May get to go to a party with free grub."
Marie had abandoned her usual grunge rocker style for a shimmering black dress. Instead of her typical heavy use of eyeshadow, she had chosen a more refined application of makeup. These changes combined made her amazingly stunning.
"Come on, let's hit the dance floor!" Marie seized Double D's hand, ripped him from his seat, and dragged him along as she forcibly cut a path to the middle of the floor.
Eddy was able to stop bouncing around for a few seconds to notice the smartest of the group being led away against his will. "Way to go, Casanova! Just keep those hands from straying all over the place!"
While laughing his head off at his own joke, Eddy was completely oblivious to Lee's approaching form. He snapped back to his wits as soon as he felt his feet leaving the ground.
"Com'ere and show me some of those moves of yours, short stuff!" Lee pulled Eddy to her and proceeded to swing him around. "Pretty light on your feet, aren't cha?"
"Ed, stop doing the worm and help me!" Eddy cried out before being tossed in the air like a ragdoll.
"You can't stop the copper top, Eddy!"
A flying tackle from May brought Ed's dancing to an abrupt end. "Sweet moves, big Ed! How about you cut a rug with me next?"
"No! Close contact bad for Ed!"
Like his two other compatriots, Ed was taken away kicking and screaming.
On the other side of the gymnasium, Kevin and Nazz were having a casual chat, Johnny and Plank were apparently performing some kind of breakdance routine, and Rolf was demonstrating a folk dance from his native country mixed with more modern material.
Jimmy and Sarah were out on the floor together, though clearly not as a couple, and Edwin was nowhere in sight. Beth, however, seemed to be everywhere. Some way or another, people saw her emerging out of the shadowed corners of the gymnasium every five minutes before she disappeared as mysteriously as she materialized.
The dance went on like this for hour after hour until finally, things began to wind down. Though it felt as if the fun was never going to end, the night was inevitably coming to a close. Everybody could feel it coming. Some were downcasted about it, others were grateful for a night well spent.
Unlike everyone else, the Eds found themselves busier than they had been all night. The boys had adjourned to the men's restroom to change into the costumes that they'd be wearing for the Taros' show.
Aside for the masks, the Eds had to wear into jumpsuits covered in miscellaneous accessories that were symbolic of the Taros' true natures, like miniature spikes and esoteric symbols. It took a good thirty minutes for Ed, Edd, and Eddy to don their get ups entirely.
"Let me get this straight; by the time we're ready, the DJ should be off the stage and the instruments will be in place?" Eddy asked before straightening his mask in the mirror.
*Yep, that's pretty much how it's gonna go,* Momotaros communicated. *We'll be takin' control of the wheels right after our introduction.*
*See? All you boys have to do is step up on stage and then we'll do the rest,* Urataros added. *And with these disguises, not a soul will suspect your true identities. It will be the perfect lie.*
*Simple but foolproof,* Kintaros agreed. *A plan fit for true men.*
Double D zipped up his suit and made sure his gloves were snug and tight. "As far as plans go, I must admit this one does sound rather flawless."
"A sense of poise and rationality!" Ed sang as he stomped around in his boots. "'Cause I'm stupified coming back again!"
"If my calculations are accurate," Double D stated as pulled back his left sleeve to check his watch. "The DJ should be shutting down and leaving the stage approximately… now."
The muffled sound of music coming through the restroom door stopped on a dime.
Double D headed for the exit. "Gentleman, now is the time that we fulfill our obligation and-"
A new song started to play.
"What the heck?! Is this guy not with the program?!" Eddy raged. "Geez, you run into all types in the music biz!"
Ed pressed his ear against the door. "Whoa, check out the harmonics on this toe-tapper, guys."
Double D stopped to listen as well. "That is peculiar. This song is somehow… clearer than the others played tonight. It's almost as if the stereo were pressed right next to the door."
"Yeah, now that ya mention it, I can kinda hear it too," Eddy agreed with his ear turned to the air. "Sounds live to me. Must be some fancy high definition audio or something." He paused for a moment. "But am I the only one picking up that funky chanting?"
Ed squinted his eyes in concentration. "It's the ancient text of the unholy church of Cthulhu!"
"Not quite Ed," Double D corrected. "It sounds more like… Japanese? That's certainly strange."
Just then, someone started to frantically beat their fists against the other side of the restroom door. Their panicked voice revealed them to be Hana.
"Ed, Double D, Eddy! Get out here quick! You're never going to believe this!"
That was more than enough to get the Eds rushing back into the gymnasium. Though what they saw upon re-entry wasn't out of the ordinary, just kids dancing. Everybody was dancing, in fact.
Dancing in perfect synch..?
"Oh no, it's the thriller!" Ed cried. "Vincent Price has risen from the grave!"
"Um, I wasn't aware the school was holding choreography practice this week. I certainly hope it didn't count towards a grade," Double D said.
Eddy shuddered. "This is fifteen shades of freaking me out. What the heck is going on?!"
"I-I don't know!" Hana stated apprehensively. "Those guys up on the stage just busted into the gym! One of them snapped their fingers, the music started playing, and then everybody broke out dancing!"
"Not everyone precisely." Double D pointed to the far side of the gym.
Sarah looked frightened to the point of tears as she hopped, slide, and spun along with everyone else. "W-what's happening to me?!" She whimpered. "Jimmy, I'm scared!"
Jimmy, who must have been the only one besides the Eds and Hana who wasn't dancing, was trying desperately to pin Sarah's limbs down. "I don't know, Sarah! It must be the music!"
Nazz, like Sarah, had lost total control of her body. "Dude, this is beyond weird! I can't stop dancing!"
"Ugh, I can't move!" Kevin grunted. Whatever was making everyone dance brought him to his hands and knees instead. "It feels like my body's been turned to lead!"
"What dark manner of witchcraft is this?!" Rolf growled. He too had been brought to the ground. "Rolf can't feel the limbs of Rolf!"
"Yee-haw! This is the craziest dance marathon ever!" Johnny exclaimed happily. "Me and Plank could do this all night!"
Hana directed the group's attention towards the front of the gym. "Look, those are the guys responsible for this!"
Four figures hidden behind featureless paper masks danced in front of the stage. Whatever they did was mimicked perfectly by the student body. Each one was dressed in the same stereotypical b-boy style, but with varying colors. They wore beanies, gloves, high-tops, and most distinctive of all, armbands imprinted with what looked like Japanese kanji.
On the stage itself was a person obscured by a lack of lighting. The way they danced was completely independent of the other four figures.
All five provided vocals to the tune that reverberated throughout the building.
~..~
Chorus: Ii jan, ii jan so cool jan!
Ii jan, ii jan so cool jan!
Ii jan, ii jan so cool jan!
Ii jan, ii jan so cool jan!
"Well that explains the chanting," Double D said. "But what does it mean?"
"Sea ham, sea ham so cool jam!" Ed attempted to sing along. "Sea ham, sea ham so cool jam!"
???: Hajimari wa itsumo totsuzen
Four Figures: (Rock the stage out!)
???: Unmei o' tsurete yuku time cruising
Four Figures: (Make some noise now!)
???: Fukanou koete tsukami tore
(Don't hold back, jump to the climax!)
???: Kawaru koto o' osorenai de
Four Figures: (Rock the stage out!)
???: Ashita no jibun jishin o' losing
Four Figures: (Make it loud now!)
???: Dare yori mo takaku tobe…
Everyone: CLIMAX JUMP!
Chorus: Ii jan, ii jan so cool jan!
Ii jan, ii jan, so cool jan!
Ii jan, ii jan so cool jan!
Ii jan, ii jan so cool jan!
"Freakin' otakus," Eddy grumbled. "Speak English!"
~..~
A spotlight came on and shined down on the stage, revealing the independent dancer's identity.
It was none other than Edwin.
"What the—Edwin?! He's the one doing all this?!" Eddy exclaimed with bulged out eyes. "How the heck—!"
*Oh dammit!* Momotaros suddenly cursed. *Watch out! He's packin' an imagin's aura!*
"WHAT?!" The Eds shouted.
Hana fell back as Ed, Double D, and Eddy simultaneously yanked out their Rider Passes on reflex.
The four figures cleared a way as the possessed Edwin jumped off of the stage and danced his way towards the group with a playful smile. As he drew closer, the alterations in his appearance began to stand out.
Besides for the brown baseball cap, earphones hanging around his neck, and fingerless gloves, the haunted boy's most outstanding features were his hair and eyes. His usual slanted bowl cut was now a set of shoulder-length dreads with every other lock streaked lavender.
And the iris of his eyes glowed with an eerie purple light.
The possessed Edwin bounced on his toes and joyfully pumped his fists in the air. "Yay, I did it! I found the Singularity Points!" His voice and demeanor was exactly that of an energetic child's. "That's why you guys aren't dancing, right?You're the three Den-Os?"
The Eds glared in vehement silence.
The possessed Edwin shrugged and did a few spins before stopping dead in front of the boys and pointing with his right index and middle finger. His smile shifted to a sadistic smirk.
"So…mind if I kill you guys? Can't hear you!"
A/N: Writing out my own version of "Double-Action" was probably not worth the trouble I made it to be. I was going to just stay with the real translation from Japanese, but it didn't look or sound right. I felt that the English lyrics should at least match up with the actual tune of the song if sung (I actually did that to test it).
As for "Climax Jump Final: Gun Form", I just got lazy. Besides, it seemed more in character for the imagin possessing Edwin (fans already know who it is) to be the kind of Japan-o-phile that hates to "tarnish" Japanese songs and phrases with translation.
If you don't know what either "Double-Action" or "Climax Jump" is, go search it out. You won't be disappointed.
Thanks for reading, and hope you enjoyed.