To all those who don't know what the armour looks like, I suggest you quickly google G-Rank Zinogre from Monster Hunter 3 Ultimate. It's almost fucking impossible for me to describe it, so I only do so loosely in the story. I apologize ahead of time but when it comes to most armour from Monster Hunter it's hard to describe it at all.
"My body...Is not ready for this..." Muttered Menma, face down on the ground as his grandfather nudged him with his foot, the teen was clad on only a pair of loose shorts, prime 'Get your ass kicked' clothing.
"Up and at 'em bitch boy." Ordered Madara, cracking his knuckles, "Or I can kick you again..." He'd never seen his grandson move so fast as he did that moment.
"Go Aniki!" Cheered Tama as she, Asia and Anna sat around the shelter they'd built for the two days out here in the thick of the forest, it was pretty good all things considered, though the serpent woman was not a fan of how cold it got and night and used the hot blooded, literally in this case, Devil as her heat source.
Menma sighed and summoned up his magic, his hands were covered dark blue plates of armour, with four short yet sharp as fuck looking claws on his knuckles, one on each, these were black as a moonless sky and somehow still managed to glow, if that makes sense. "Alright! See was it so hard?" Asked Madara casually.
"What I'm doing right now is essentially creating a sacred gear with my own magic, do you have any fucking idea how tired I am right now? Armour is not easy to make you know!?" Roared Menma, the armour he was working on was made from his own blood, like his sword but not a sword...Anyway, the reason it was 'like creating a Sacred Gear' is because he was using the 'Limit Breaker' gear he got from the little girl a while ago as a base for the armour, otherwise he'd just have to re-imagine it every fucking time he wanted to use it, and that wasn't something you could do in the middle of combat.
"Got enough energy to yell though. Come on, push out more, use the gear for its purpose!" Ordered Madara, Menma wanted to cry his veins were on fire, his body had never expelled this much magic before, biting into his lip he waited a moment for a fresh flow of blood to start.
"Limit Breaker!" Roared the Uzumaki, his eyes shining a powerful azure blue, sclera and all, as his power was tripled, he funneled the extra power back into the gear to create more armour, arm and shoulder guards were slowly forming from the blood on his lip, the magic using it as a catalyst for the oceanic plates of armour. The look he was going for was essentially the G-Rank Zinogre armour from Monster Hunter but dark blue with black accents instead of green and white. The shoulder guards began to take shape, the mantle of the Zinogre forming, Menma fell to his knees coughing up his own blood, the Limit Breaker falling away, his eyes bloodshot and his iris' having small blue specks in them.
"Well done, kid." Said Madara, a smirk on his face. Asia was on Menma in a second, using her Twilight Healing to repair the internal damage done as quickly as possible.
"...D-...Disperse..." Ordered the teen h the teen hoarsely, the armour turned into magic and flew into the centre of his chest, leaving only a sweating, pale torso. That was one good thing, the Limit Breaker could end but the armour would persist until he dismissed it.
"Well done, Menma-san." Said Asia, smiling as sweetly as ever, Menma merely gave a small 'Woohoo' before falling face first onto the ground once again.
"Aniki is really sleepy today." Said Tama, trotting up and sitting on the ground next to the Devil, patting his head as Asia turned him over so he wasn't on his face, "Aww, Aniki is so cute when he's asleep." Cooed the little girl, on reflex Menma's hand rose up and flicked her in the forehead for daring to say something to filthy, unconscious or not he didn't take complements of such nature well.
"Ow." Moaned the little girl, tiny tears in her big blue eyes.
"Oh munchkin, you Aniki is just showing his love through pain. That's how I do it and look how well he turned out." Tama and Asia exchanged a glance at that while an amused snort came from Hebi-onna, Madara turned to her, smile still affixed on his face. "Do you have a comment, Anna-chan?" He asked icily.
"Uh...No, Madara-sama, nothing to comment at all." She said, ice flooding her veins as he looked at her.
"Damn straight." Grunted the ancient man.
A chocked gasp came from the Uzumaki as he was suddenly uprighty, coughing loudly and panting, "Oh good you're up. Time to try again. This time go for the helmet, it's smaller so it'll be easier." Advised Madara, placing his hand against his grandson's back, giving the boy a small chunk of his own Magic to refresh him, Menma sighed as he felt the pain in his body numb.
"Give me...A second..." He panted out the Uchiha nodded, as he stood up pat the boys head.
"Are you alright, Menma-san?" Asked Asia, her palm pressed against his chest, glowing a brilliant emerald.
"Yeah...Sucking blood through the pours of my skin to make armour isn't as fun as I thought it'd be." He sighed, his hand gently pushing hers away, shakily he got to his feet. Stretching out, the sound of several cracks resounding.
"Alright, same as last time. Activate the Gear and force your power into it while using the Gear's power to make the armour." Said Madara, whilst both he and Menma knew what was being done, it never hurt to put the information fresh in the performers mind when it came to something as critical as this.
"Mhm..." Grunted the younger male, the ground cracked under him as he flooded his system with all of his magical energy, "Limit Breaker!" The explosive force of the burst made the canopy of the tree's above them explode open, a faux visage of the Zingore covered Menma's head, its wolf-like snarl and pointed, angular ears made an intimidating sight indeed.
The top half of the chest piece formed at about his shoulders and down to his ribcage his stomach and hips were still exposed though, the Limit Breaker ended and he fell on his ass, "Is this all you have, Menma? I'm disappointed, really I had so much faith in you." Madara decided to break out the psychological warfare, if nothing else it would push his Grandson over the edge. He knew how short the boys temper was, and how dangerous it was when he got angry.
"It's not surprising my daughter left you behind, she always was a smart girl. I wish she didn't leave it up to me to look after your useless self though." The twitching of his Grandson's hand as they dug into the dirt made him smirk.
"Oh? Do you have something to say about that, Menma?" He questioned smugly, Menma rose to his feet and snarled lowly.
"Don't. You. Talk. About them. To ME!" He bellowed, roaring like a raging beast, "Limit Breaker: Zingore!" He roared, sucking in the magic that was in the air itself as well as using what was left in his drained reserves and blood. The armour formed rapidly now, covering his stomach, rising from his feet to his waist, as that formed the flauds fell from his waist and covered the back of his legs like a short tail-cape, it was reminiscent of the Zingore's tail though instead of being somewhat square like the beasts tail it ended in a point. Menma flexed and relaxed his hands as his glowing blue eyes shifted to his grandfather, he pointed at the man.
"I'm going to kill you now." Madara grinned as his grandson shot at him like a rocked and suicide kicked him with such force the man was tossed for roughly a kilometer through the forest. Menma picked himself up and ran forward, his body crackling with azure bolts of electricity, the ground buckled under his touch and a great scar was carved into the land as he moved.
"Jii-chan is mean." Pouted the kitsune, Anna smacked her forehead while Asia looked pale at the chaos her friend had caused.
"Die. Die. Die-Die-Die-Die!" Roared the beast, slamming his fist into the old mans ribs and knocking him into the air, crouching and leaping in a mere moment he clotheslined the Uchiha in the air, his wings bursting out as he continued his aerial climb, Menma's body was constantly pulsing with more and more electricity, shocking the everloving shit out of Madara who just kept up his smirk.
The old man twisted his weight and unhooked himself from the boys grip, grabbing his arm and spinning downward, throwing his grandson into the nearby mountain path making it shudder under the shock of the blow.
Madara landed on a tree branch like a feather and crossed his arms, staring at the smoking crater that his kid was in. The crazed blue eyes cut through the dust like a knife, Menma's power fluctuated again making the man raise a brow, "Thunderstorm!" Storm clouds rapidly rolled in, lightning began arcing in the sky.
"Oh...Now that is clever." Admired Madara, summoning a storm to generate real lightning to juice himself up, now to see if it will actually work the way he wants it to, or he gets fucking fried.
A single streaking bolt shot down and struck his grandson directly, Menma's howling roar created a shockwave that rippled across the tree tops, birds were fucking scared and got the hell out, small children cried out, other things happened...Probably, somewhere.
His arms lit up with electrical power as the beast-teen shot into the forest directly towards Madara, in all honesty the Uchiha was pretty bloody impressed, he actually lost sight of him for a second with how fast he was going. Menma appeared before the Uchiha in a flicker of movement and kneed him in the chin, launching him into the air once more. Landing where his grandfather occupied a moment ago Menma leapt once more, the branch snapping under the pressure.
Slamming one lightning ignited first into the mans chest Madara was sent furthur skyward, wings out once more Menma followed after in a flash, another fist another explosive strike of electrical power forced the old man towards the ground, Menma was struck with another bolt of lightning, his roar was deafening, he descended in a corkscrew motion
"Strike!" Howled the teen crashing into the old mans still form, the resulting pillar of explosive energy stuck out like a great azure beacon, people in the city were terrified of what it could be, the Devils of the city were struck with fear at the pure rage and hate resonating from the energy, the two Church exorcists had ice in their veins at the level of power that it held.
As the smoke cleared Madara appeared unharmed, his body encased in a ethereal purple ribcage, he looked at his grandson and smiled as the boys armour fell away, and returned to his body his eyes were so bloodshot they were basically red and his skin was deathly pale.
"But you did it. Good job, Menma." Praised the Uchiha with a smile, grabbing the boy and slinging him over his shoulder, returning to camp. "I think that's more than enough training, and it only took a day and a half, that's my grandson for ya, pushing his limits in whatever he does."
Home, Nighttime.
"Welcome back~." Drawled Gina lazily, flopped out on the couch as his tail wiggled around, acting as a waving hand. "Oi...What happened to him?" Asked the monkey with a curiously risen brow.
"Aniki made a storm, then he got struck by lightning and then he got reeeeally strong and really fast and then he punched Jii-chan so hard he broke the ground, but Jii-chan was ok because he made this purple bone-dress!" Shot off Tama, stars in her eyes, Madara chuckled and pat her head, walking into Menma's room and dumping him on the bed.
Asia decided it best to stay at Menma's side for the moment. He stirred and shifted, but didn't wake for several hours, she was content to watch over him though, he looked so peaceful like this, Asia leaned forward and moved a few strands of hair out of his eyes but didn't expect him to grab her and pulled her close, yawning and muttering unintelligibly as he did so. Asia was quite red-faced at the closeness.
"Menma-san..? Does this mean..? Do you...Like me, like that?" Thought the nun, her green eyes looking up to his closed lids, the Devil sighed softly and took a breath through his nose.
"Mm, you smell nice Asia." He commented sleepily, one of his eyes cracked open, her own widened at the horrible redness within, "Do me a favour, just let me do this for a bit, 'Kay?" He requested softly, Asia nodded quickly slipping her arms around his back.
"Anything for you, Menma-san." She swore quietly.
His single open eye seemed to shine a little at that, "Heh, you're too good to me, Asia-chan." A cocktail of pain, overload and exhaustion made him say such stupidly sentimental things, but fuck it, he felt the need to let his hair down and at the very least tell someone what they meant to him. "I'm glad you're in my life, Asia. It means a lot to me that you stick around." The blonde girl's eyes widened in shock as he continued, "I'm not that good with words and shit but uh...I appreciate you, Asia."
"No ones ever said something like that to me before!" The Nun was positively glittering at his words, little tears welled up in her eyes, "Menma-san!" She cried out, wailing into his chest and hugging him tightly.
"O-Oi!" He snapped, "My chest really hurts, go easy on me. Fuck." He scolded quietly.
"You're the closest thing to family I've ever had, Menma-san! Not even the Church made me feel as happy as you do! I'm so glad I met you, I love you Menma-san, you are my family!" She declared, Menma.
"OI!" He roared out, making her stop her affectionate hugging, "Not now, Asia! I just said I'm in pain I don't need you adding to it!" He snarled, his black eyes gaining a ring of bright, bloody red around the pupil, though the rest of his eyes were still horrible bloodshot as well, so that could very well be a popped blood vessel.
"...S-sorry..." She Whimpered, she heard him growl lowly.
"Just...Use your head." He said lowly before shutting his eyes.
"Oho? I heard yelling, are you two ok?" Came Madara's voice from the doorway.
"We're fine, Madara-sama. Menma-san is just...Delicate at the moment." Quickly explained the Nun.
"Hn. Honey he's always delicate." Informed Madara with a smirk, closing the door as he left the room once more.
"That...Old bastard." Grunted the Uzumaki, his voice slightly strained, "I'm going back to sleep." He said, though the buzzing of his phone gave him pause, "...Asia, can you get that for me?" He asked, she was off in a flash.
"Hello, Menma-san's phone...Oh, Koneko-chan? What do you mean exorcists? A whole cell?!" Menma's eyes widened at the implications, gritting his teeth he slowly rose, "Menma-san can't come he's seriously wounded-Eh!? Menma-san get back in bed!"
Menma plucked the phone from the girl, "Koneko...What's wrong?"
"Senpai, there are a group of exorcists, we thought we could take them, but it's going south pretty fast...I wouldn't bother you if it wasn't serious, but the two Excalibur wielders from today are taking their sweet time, and Hentai-san seems to be running on fumes." Said the girl, she was slightly out of breath.
"...Where are you?"
"Menma-san you can't go!" Asia tried to dissuade him from doing this but from the look in the wrecked eyes of his, he was having none of it.
"At the abandoned complex west of main street, do you know it?" Asked the Neko girl.
"Yeah. I'll be there." He closed his phone and ended the call, "Jii-san, get your ass in here!" Bellowed the Rook, sitting on the end of his bed as Asia fussed over him.
"Oh? Out of bed so soon? Is that really a good idea in your state?"
"I need a hit of magic, Asia heal me quickly." She hesitated but he bared his teeth, "Now isn't the time for hesitation, the few people I can stand could die and I'll be a fucking corpse before I let my own selfishness slip through my fingers. Now heal me!" Asia's hand shone with a green light as Madara placed a hand on his grandson's chest, with a slight 'umph' Menma felt the pain in his body subside greatly. All he needed was a few minutes under Asia's care and he'd be fine.
"Gin, Anna get in here." He ordered, his voice much stronger and steadier than before, the Monkey man and the snake woman stuck their heads in, "Get ready for a battle. You two are going to be my back-up."
"We're playing backup to someone who can change the weather on a whim, and change the landscape when he's angry. Wonderful." Sighed out Gin, scratching his head as the Hebi-onna nodded along.
Menma's glare could melt Pluto it was so fierce, "Ah...Right, no problem. We'll be ready to leave when you are."
"So, off to save your friends, Menma? That's quite something from you."
"They aren't my friends, Issei is a back-up Gear if this one fucks up and I want to fuck Koneko. Don't you dare think I've gone soft because of those two. Anyone in the house, I can deal with that. But not them. Not while they're under that cunts thumb." Madara made an 'Oh' face as it all made sense now.
"Very well, Menma. Good luck rescuing your not friends." Menma stood he was still clad in only his shorts but didn't seem to care, he turned and nodded in thanks to Asia before leaving the room.
"His eyes are still damaged, I don't know how he can even see straight right now." Admitted Madara.
"Why are his eyes so damaged, Madara-sama?" Asked the Nun wearily.
"That blue glow around them from earlier, it was the power of the Limit Breaker trying to go through its natural path, it boosts not only power but things like reflexes and senses, it breaks limits in a literal sense. He didn't have a mind to redirect the flow of magic from his eyes to the rest of his body from the looks of it. His vision should be shot until he goes into his armour." Madara's own eyes narrowed in suspicion. "So how can he see so well I wonder?"
"Maybe Menma-san is just lucky this time?" Offered Asia, Madara chuckled.
"That's definitely a possibility, Asia-chan."
Abandoned Complex
Menma, Gin and Anna arrived through a portal and were given sight to Issei being thrown across the pavement and into a broken-down fountain, the boy struggled to rise until he saw a the beautiful sight to his battered form right now, the angry, rage filled visage of his Senpai.
"Oh, I can sleep now...That's good." Issei's eyes rolled back, the voice of Ddraig going ignored as he fell into oblivion.
"Senpai..." Whispered Koneko, seeing his stormy face, along with two others. A small smile worked its way onto her pale face, "Thank you for coming." She said, her legs buckling only to feel a pair of strong arms catch her, she saw a silver eyed monkey man grab her and seemingly flicker next to Issei, leaving her with a head pat and rejoining his leader.
"Exorcists!" Boomed the Uzumaki, drawing the attention off Kiba and towards himself. "I am Menma motherfucking Uzumaki, and this is my rage! Limit Breaker: Zingore!" His armour formed as his power exploded around his body, his eyesight seemed to clear up and he could get a proper count on their numbers, roughly 17, all of them in robes bearing crosses, one at the front weilding a sword that looked to be made up of other, curved blades he knew roughly that this sword was an Excalibur, the name Rapid came to mind, it definitely had something to do with speed.
"Gin, Anna I need you to catch any stragglers or those that try to make a move against those two." The two Yokai gave a quiet affirmative as Menma streaked forward in a burst of lightning his arms flaring with power as he slammed his fist into the ground near, "Die!" He bellowed, his roar augmented by his armour knocking several grunts away as his fist colided with the pavement, the lightning he was charged with exploded outwards, the five it came into contact with made them explode into showers of gore immediately, soaking their comrades in blood.
"Die you filthy Devil!" Snarled the Excalibur wielder, Menma blurred to the side and punched directly into the mans side, only for the sword to bat his hand away, using the momentum Menma spun into a roundhouse kick and slammed his clawed boot into the mans head making him spin and mush against a stone pillar that acted as a support beam.
"Not enough blood!" Snarled the Zingore-like teen, he blurred from sight.
"Form up he can get u-erk!" The speaker suddenly spit in half vertically as Menma appeared in the middle of the hasitly made cricle he grabbed one man by the back of the neck and another by the skull he flicked his wrist and used the now snapped-neck man to bludgeon the other man to death.
"I'll use one motherfucker to kill another motherfucker!" He screeched, the lightning dancing around his body, making several high pitched screaming noises as it clashed against itself.
"R-run!" Screamed one woman, Menma's glowing blue gaze shifted to her and he immediately shot forth, running on all fours and cutting her right through the stomach with a leaping dive her top half to clatter against the ground with a sickeningly wet thud.
"Blood Spears." Menma spread his magic out into the woman's corpse and used her life essence to create several needle thin spears, he made lovely little pincushions out of the remaining church grunts. He walked over towards the mushed corpse of the Excalibur wielder and picked up the weapon, it seemed to spark and protest against his touch but he merely gripped it tighter, "You can shut up or I'll crush you into dust." Snarled the beast making the blade cease it's actions, a familiar red vortex opened and sucked it up.
"Wh-what are you doing here..?" Demanded Kiba, barely standing Menma turned so he was half-facing the boy, "Where did you get all this power? Why are you here!?" Shouted the Sword Birth Wielder.
"Shut up, shit-for-brains. We aren't alone anymore." Said the teen, making Kiba blink and turn at the sound of feet, the older boy was right they no longer were alone, the two Excalibur weilders sent by the Church came upon the scene of a blood splattered armoured man, two Yokai looking after the wounded and now the complex doors opening.
Valper Galilei, a portly man with grey frizzled hair the stuck around the sides of his little skullcap, he had small lensed wire framed glasses and a grey mustache, he wore a priests robe but instead of the usual 'Decent human being' some priests Menma had encountered gave off, this man reeked of innocent blood. Then again Menma's own hands were dyed red, but at least he didn't smell of child-death.
"Well you certainly made a mess out here didn't you young man?" Asked the priest amusedly, the two church weapons gasped, and Kiba looked positively murderous.
"Valper Galilei!?" Came the shocked exclamations and bloody battle cry.
"Down." Ordered Menma, tripping the blond boy before standing on his back. Kiba squirmed under Menma's boot but a swift kick to the back of the head made him go limp, reaching down and grabbing him by the scruff of his neck Menma tossed the boy to Gin who caught him easily.
"You." Said Menma, "Who are you and why aren't you dead yet?"
The priest seemed to sweatdrop, "Did you not hear these young women say my name, young man?" Though he flinched when he felt a cut open on his cheek, the outstretched finger of the armoured beast-man menacingly charged with a Laser spell.
"Question one, solved. Question two is about to get a whole lot simpler."
"Wait, you can't kill him yet, we need to know where the Excalibur pieces are!" Shouted Xenovia running up to Menma side and attempting to redirect his attention.
"Oh? The Fused Excalibur is in that young mans possesion as of now. He took the blade from the corpse of my latest weapon...I'd be very grateful if you could return it to me, getting those three pieces to work together like we did is no easy task. It took, Rapidly, Nightmare and Transparency into one was no easy task." Informed Valper, amusement in his voice.
"You have the sword?" Demanded Xenovia.
"If you shut up, I'll give it you after I kill him." Menma blurred out of existence and appeared behind the priest, "You talk to much." He said apathetically and tore out his spine and with it, his skull, holding the head in his hands up to the skies. Releasing one final victorious roar, "Blood and Death!" He screamed out, before laughing hysterically, like a man who'd lost his mind, like a beast.
"Disperse." Ordered Menma, the armour falling away, his hand and feet being dyed red with the blood from the corpse he'd just made. His vision swam as he swayed in place, dropping the spine and skull combo on the ground and he cluched his face.
Anna rushed over to him and allowed him to lean on her, "Keep your eyes closed...They're damaged. I'll guide you home, Master." She swore, Menma merely nodded quietly. She turned to the two church weapons and wrinkled her nose in disgust. "Follow along if you want your weapons." Xenovia grit her teeth at the position they were forced in to. While Irinia almost pulled out her hair at not being able to just 'Banish the evil' that had caused more than enough trouble.
"Why can't we just kill him and take the sword back?" Whispered Irinia harshly, Xenovia bat her on the head with her wrapped weapon.
"Don't be stupid, he doesn't have the weapon on him so that means he's stored it somehow. We won't get it back if he's dead." Snapped the bluenette.
"Gin, grab those fleshbags, we'll save ourselves an earful later and just take them home with us." The monkey man nodded and loaded up. "Come one grunts, I'm fucking exhausted." He ordered the two battle-suit clad women and followed Anna's guiding form.
End of Chapter.
Little bit of sentimentality, then again I don't think anyone's got a problem with it, eh? A little bit of fluffy-squishy shit never hurt anyone, and its Easter so eat a dick.
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Raxychaz!