The silent warrior strikes! Mewnians to the rescue!

The rustling of the leaves was all that could be heard throughout the town. Dead silence hung in the air as the three fighters stared eachother down. Tom and Marco took in the appearance of the intruder; 6'11" in height, a huge bulking chest accompanied with massive arms. His attire was somewhat ridiculous on his body, his vest seemed to be made out of a hardened material, he also appeared to be wearing a black spandex suit underneath, his look was finished off with no footwear. The most puzzling thing about this man was that he had no presence at all, It was almost as if he wasn't alive.

"Detecting a large source of power in the area." Specimen One turned towards the demon whose attack was still gathering energy after being delayed.

Tom blinked and lost sight of the mysterious man, as he turned his head to look for him he was already face first in the ground with an audible grunt escaping his throat. The asphalt molded to the shape of his head and horns, two of which were broken off from the impact. For a moment, Tom's vision faded in and out, on the verge of passing out from having his skulled rattled so violently and suddenly. It took moments after the fact for him to register that a hand was gripping the back of his skull, the pressure nearly too much for him.

After being released, Tom immediately flips over only to see a foot come crashing down onto his face. A loud crack rang out as the foot made contact, dazed, Tom instinctively pointed his index finger towards the opponent and fired full force at his attacker, a swirling beam of energy shot out at light speed.

Specimen One not expecting this move was hit square in the chest and was being pushed back several feet by it. However the attack lost momentum and faded out of existence, only leaving a faint scorch mark on the man's armour. His eyes flashed once again as he noticed a change in energy, not from the demon for he already knew he had none left after that minor attack.

A sense of dread befell Marco as he witnessed his former opponent get man handled by this new threat. He had to stop him before Tom was killed, Marco's sense of justice would not let him flee when someone was in danger, even if that someone was a demon. Now would be the time to go all out, the perfect moment to measure his true power. Marco got into his attack stance, closed his eyes and fell into a trance, focusing on calling out all of his ki. Marco felt a sudden rush of energy throughout his entire being, his heart rate skyrocketed, he felt his muscles begin to grow and bulge. As he neared his peak of power, Marco's muscle mass had increased in size and veins along the surface of his skin threatened to burst. He no longer felt the pain of his injuries as his body seemed to go numb.

Truth be told, He had never attempted to use all of his strength like this, It puts too much stress on his body, specifically his heart. Marco enjoyed the high that came with this power, he felt he could do anything-Nothing can stop his oncoming rampage..

Specimen One silently stared at the sight before him, eyes flashing as he studied the extent of Marco's power. Marco was definitely stronger than Tom but Specimen One's stance did not waver at the show. After a few intense moments, Marco appeared to have reached his limit; Sweating profusely and out of breath.

Tom watched from afar as these two monsters were about to duke it out. The tension in the air was thick; he didn't dare breath in fear that he might miss something. Tom could feel his body go numb and he knew that this might be the last breath he'll ever take. Rolling onto his back he stared at the clear sky and whispered to the heavens,

"Your turn, Marco Diaz."

Somewhere in the tattered town, a beauty looked along with great despair as her second home on earth was now in ruins. The Royal Strike Force however focused on a more serious matter; One of the large energy sources had vanished while the other grew more powerful.

"Star, we must investigate the source of this energy at once! Marco Diaz will have to wait for later, this planet could be in danger, and possibly the dimension." One of her Royal Strike Force men reminded.

The princess huffed out in anger for she knew that he was right; The mission comes before the cute boy. Turning to leave, Star's chest almost burst out in shock. Her heart raced as she finally felt what they were talking about; The air surrounding them had become increasingly hot and dry.

"Okay, Let's get going." A quiet, somber, demeanor overtook her making the men brace themselves for the oncoming conflict.

"OORAH!"

Marco surged towards his opponent, landing a right hook dead on Specimen One's jaw. However, the man appeared to not be affected for he kept on staring with a blank look at his opponent. Angered at the indifference of his target, Marco released an onslaught of attacks; kicks and punches aimed at the target's head. Specimen One was sent flying across the battlefield as Marco kept the pressure on him. Out of breath, he looked down at Specimen One who was splayed out in the ruins of what used to be a grocery store.

Specimen One sprang out from the rubble with several bruises starting to form on his face. He casually spat up blood onto the ground, his expression was unreadable-just like his whole being. The man stared down Marco with flashing eyes, calculating and planning his next move. He got into stance and, surprisingly, announced his intention,

"Marco Diaz, ready yourself, do not let your guard down." Specimen One's image faded as the last word left his mouth.

Marco maintained focus on the scenery, on alert for any movement from his target. Suddenly- he turns around while raising his arm, blocking the kick from making contact with his face. Marco took the opportunity to grab a hold of his leg and tried to slam Specimen One to the ground- who unfortunately managed to disappear again before reaching the ground. With no chance to react, Marco's face was crushed by a solid force that knocked him off his feet,reflexes kicking in, he flipped backwards and landed back on his feet. Specimen One stood before him, Marco charged at him full speed leaving a trail of pure energy behind. Once again, he sent a furious barrage of attacks at his opponent, with each one that landed Specimen One's frown grew. Marco took note of this.

"What's the matter big guy? Completely overwhelmed already huh? Shouldn't have picked a fight with me then-!", Marco was silenced with one blow to the gut and another to the nose. He teared up and saw something different about the man in front of him.

"Energy consumption increased to fifteen percent," A red glow came from Specimen One as he spoke," It's time to end this, my masters grow tired, You are coming with me."

Marco couldn't breathe, or move for that matter, Specimen One somehow managed to grab a hold of his throat in an instant. Marco choked and sputtered while trying to pry the hand off; The strength of this man was incredible. His movements slowed down once he felt a strange sensation coming from the hand on his throat. It almost felt as if his energy was being drained from him.

Marco's muscles began to shrink as soon as he felt this sensation spread to the rest of his body, The confidence he had earlier being drained along with his energy. Soon enough, Marco's eyes began to roll to the back of his skull; Face frozen in terror. He took his last conscious breath and went limp in his attacker's death grip. Specimen One stared blankly at the defeated man.

"Commencing departure sequence...Location Found...Portal route found." Specimen One used his hand to slice open a portal, he threw Marco over his shoulder and began to walk in.