"Hey…"
Winds were sweeping over a barren, ash-covered field. Black, burnt trees were standing in its midst. In the middle of the field was a young boy, a child, with dreadlocked purple hair, brown skin, donned in a black tank top and shorts, barefoot, holding a stuffed bear.
"Do you know where your courage lies?"
The boy looked to the empty, pale blue sky in confusion.
"No…"
The breezes began to blow more gently. The womanly voice that was speaking to the boy began to soften.
"It's all in your heart…remember that always…"
"…"
-X-
Chapter 3
"Invincible" Master Giga, Spirit Eater
(Part 5: You scratch my back, I scratch mine…err…whatever the saying is…)
"That child is pathetic!"
"I'd hang myself if I mothered that child…"
"He's the Devil's son!"
Alas, all of these brutal words were true for the poor purple-haired, brown-skinned boy, a boy gifted with the art of turning any form of living organism into a clay sculpture of art. Like many born with the all-mysterious "shinken" before him, a fate of teasing and humiliation was no different for him.
"Hey! Get outta here, freak!"
"Go dig yourself a ditch or something! Don't infect us with your 'freakiness'!"
"Just shut up and die already! Weakling!"
A group of country boys had begun to throw rocks at the poor child. All he did was run off and cry. That's what he had done for most of his days; run away from all the town bullies and create clay sculptures alone. He didn't bother to share them, of course. Why bother to share your talents with someone who's already judged you? They wouldn't listen.
One day, the child grabbed his sculpting knife and began creating a wax sculpture of a mochi rice ball with a chibi face on it. He had completed it after an hour of work, and set it aside along with the other sculptures he had made, both by art and with his shinken.
"Oh, why me…?" he would ask himself every day of his life. He wiped away the tears that formed in his eyes. He then returned to his small shack of a house and began gathering ingredients for soup.
Later that night, the boy went out by a local pond to gaze at the starlight in the mist. He always loved the serenity of the glimmering pond; the moonlight made it appear to resemble glass. The crickets were chirping their evening chorus alongside the lethargic frogs.
"Hmm…"
Sparking his imagination, the boy took a lily that was on a lily pad and began to mold it into clay.
"Obuje Shinken…Kure Riri" (Fist of Objects…Clay Lily)
Quietly he transformed the pink water flower into a beautiful, pristine work of art, made of pinkish-colored clay. The child proudly picked it up and began to take it home with him, until his new sculpture began to shake.
"Huh?"
The sculpture shook harder and rattled loudly. In an instant, it burst into bloody crimson-colored flames, with a rush of foul-smelling winds rushing upward from it.
"W…why?" the boy thought at once that even his own work was neglecting him. But this was not the case.
"You who has been neglected by others…"
The boy squirmed at the hissing feminine voice that emerged from the winds. The winds came together to form a female demon, who was none other than Fûjin-Uzume…
"A…a demon!?" the boy squealed.
"A demon. An ogress. A she-devil. Whatever you may call me, that is what I am, child."
The boy swallowed his fear and walked toward Fûjin-Uzume. He hissed and growled, daring himself to fall by her hand.
"Oh child, why do you retaliate against me? I want to help you."
"Help me…?" the boy asked in confusion.
"Yes…what is your wish, boy?"
"My wish…" the boy stuttered with an inhale. "…is to be invincible. So that no bully or anyone else can harm me…I'll be the strongest man in the world…I'll prove my damn worth!"
Fûjin-Uzume nodded her head at the child's request. She split open her massive clawed hands and shoved it into the boy's body, setting it into a devilish world of pain. Despite his kicking and screaming and how much it hurt, the boy had a feeling that this demon was going to help him reach his goal.
After a minute of the demon digging inside of him, she pulled out what appeared to be a ghost-like muscle formation of the child. It pulsed with warmth, like a human heart. He appeared to be a double of the child, an identical twin.
"What is this!?" the child barked.
"This? It's your own heart. The organ that keeps you alive. It's right in front of you in spiritual and physical form."
"What!?" The child panicked and placed his hand on his chest for his heartbeat. As Fûjin-Uzume expected, there was none.
"No heart…how am I still alive? How am I breathing?"
"This manifestation of your heart acts as a medium and a power source rather than an organ. The veins in your body that act as the passage ways for your powers can support you without your heart for ages. Trust me."
The boy gazed at his own heart in awe. He reached out and touched it, immediately pulling his hand back, for it was hot to the touch.
"…but how will this make me invincible?"
"It's your own heart that was setting you back. Without your emotions holding you back, you are invincible, and that term is put into literal use now that the spirit that has held you down is separated from you. Let me show you…"
Fûjin-Uzume vanished. Suddenly, a barrage of rocks began to fall onto the boy, making him panic. He was then struck by lightning, making him cry.
The behemoth was over, and the boy looked up. He had sworn he was struck by the rocks and the lightning fatally many times. But he was completely unharmed.
"Oh…"
The boy saw his heart infestation standing further away, reaching his hand out. It bore no emotions; it just wanted to be reunited with its host.
The boy looked at himself and at his heart. He knew what he wanted now. He wanted his heart to stay away from his life forever. He scowled at his heart, who in turn looked down, vanished, and in a second, transformed into a small statue.
"Huh?"
"That statue is where your heart will remain as long as you do not want it…guard it with your life. If it shatters, then your life is gone."
"I think I had a feeling that would be…"
"Remember, child…you are invincible now…keep this gift and take it with the best regards…" Fûjin-Uzume hissed, beginning to vanish.
The child smirked evilly, looking to the rising dawn. "Thank you, demon."
"Oh, before I leave child, what is your name?"
The child looked forth into the horizon.
"My name…they call me Giga…"
-X-
Giga, without warning, started to charge through his own palace like a bull on steroids. Completely leaving Masato, Beauty, OVER, and Torpedo Girl in the air, he burst into the third floor hallway, frantically huffing and puffing. He skidded to a halt, leapt into the air, and when he crashed back down, the entire third floor hallway bridge, along with the second, broke into millions of pieces and came crashing downward onto the first floor hall. A massive eruption on the floor caused the entire palace to shake, even down in the basement where Bo-bobo was hidden.
"What the hell!?" Bo-bobo shouted.
Giga was officially furious. His face boiled red, his eyes drowned in lust, and his muscles were tighter than piano wires. He began to charge into the eastern half of the castle, tearing down the stairwell he was on.
"WHERE IS IT!? WHERE!? WHERE!?"
OVER and Torpedo Girl immediately panicked. Re-dressing themselves, they skimmed the room to see if Beauty was there, idiotically not noticing her. Masato was on the verge of wetting himself in fear.
"Where is she!? Damn, I need my reading glasses!" OVER shouted, unknowingly grabbing Masato by his neck and dragging him along, making him bruise himself on the floor.
"I can't find her…wait! I have a solution!" Torpedo Girl shouted, now wearing the same kimono-like outfit Yuna from Final Fantasy X wore, complete with a staff. "I'll summon a mighty Aeon and have him or her find Beauty for me!"
"That's a great idea!" OVER shouted, having also just grabbed Beauty's cage.
"Enough with the goddamn parodies! And I thought that Red Mages couldn't summon!" Beauty shouted in her head.
Like the summoner, Torpedo Girl held out her arms and, with a little magic and a magical circle, she summoned forth the great black dragon Bahamut! She sang the song of prayer that summoned him, bringing forth dazzling effects of fire and water that were the colors of the rainbow.
"Oh, my…" Torpedo Girl mouthed as she saw the horrid dragon before her.
The "dragon" she summoned was Doraji from the Yankee Republic.
"Doraji!" Masato muffled.
Doraji turned his head in several directions to survey his surroundings. Shrugging his shoulders, he broke one of the windows and jumped out, running.
"POOP BOOB POPSICLE!" Doraji screamed for no reason.
"What!?"
A massive shadow hung over Torpedo Girl in failure. Without reason or warning, she exploded into a million pieces, making everyone scream.
"Nooo! My love, Torpedo Girl! Oh, why fate!? Why!? Why are you such a forking bastard!? I HATE YOU FATE!"
OVER's rage peaked into a height that caused the entire bedroom to explode, taking Beauty and Masato with him. He pounded his chest like a baboon, running amok across the castle.
"SUPER FANSERVICE POPSICLE!" OVER screamed.
"Not again…" Beauty and Masato thought in unison.
-X-
Lower Left Wing, Asphalt Palace
"Come on everyone, we gotta move! Forget Giga for now! Let's just find somewhere to hide until he cools down!" Bo-bobo shouted, dragging the statue they had found along with him.
"Sir Bo-bobo, you do remember the promise, right?" Suzu questioned as she and Namero climbed out from the basement. The ghost they had met there also followed them.
"Do you want Giga to rip you apart!?" Bo-bobo yelled.
"N-no…"
"Then come on!"
The three friends began their dash up the stairs, through the hallway. Although they were able to reach the main floor, the exit of the dining hall was blocked from the flying debris.
"Damn!" Bo-bobo shouted. His bicep flexed out of frustration, causing the heart-shaped statue he held to chip.
"Uhh…oops?" He playfully punched his head, sticking his tongue out.
/…BA-DUM…B-BMMP…/
Giga froze like water in ice. His entire body shook. His mind went black. His blood began to boil. His innards collapsed, like a glass elevator. He slumped to the floor, clutching his chest in pain. Blood dribbled from his mouth. Never before had he been in such pain.
"My…heart…the statue…"
Giga's skin was even redder than before. Veins exploded from his head as his purple aura ripped through the floor.
"WHERE IS IT!?"
In Giga's hands materialized a massive paintbrush with a hooked side blade attached near the brush end. He blasted through the first floor hallway, tore down the doors that led to the west wing, and charged into the dining hall, beginning to fire up a bizarre magic.
"O a vyjdête sifon smrti! Bourat zdi statecnost a dej mi sílu! Sifon!"
(O and come forth, siphon of death! Demolish the wall of fortitude and give me power! Syphon!)
Within Giga's hands formed sparks of yellowish green lightning that then created a vacuum-like siphon of energy, sucking in the bashed pieces of the now-demolished dining hall. As Bo-bobo, Suzu, Namero, and the female ghost were exiting the western hall, they immediately shivered in Giga's berserker presence. The electric, draining effects of the Syphon spell took its toll on the trio, slightly.
"Giga's an Arcane Mage! The masters of the class of poorly understood magic! Let's find the others and get out, Bo-bobo!" Suzu shouted, making a dash for the exit. Before she could, however, Giga grabbed her by the neck and began to strangle her violently.
"YOU WON'T GET AWAY FROM ME, CHILD!"
Giga's hand wrenched tighter around Suzu's neck, making her cough and gag. Namero was quick on the scene, using the Fist of the Wobbly Tongue to rescue her, yet he did not lay a single scratch on Giga himself.
"HOW DARE YOU, BRAT!" Giga swelled up his arms and began firing up another spell, forcing Suzu and Namero to flee. Bo-bobo, meanwhile, was busy playing dress-up dolls with an ant he stepped on.
"O a vzít mi, tma, do duse-tavené chaos! Znacka smrtelném zivotê trpét! Temnota!"
(O and take me, darkness, to the soul-rendered chaos! Make mortal life suffer! Darkness!)
An aura of darkness swelled into Giga's hands, forcing Suzu and Namero to suffer under the fury of hell and hatred, stinging their bodies. Blood emerged from both of them in the form of deep cuts, bruises, and, in Namero's case, a gash on the leg.
"Namero!" Suzu shouted in concern to his gash.
"It's…nothing…where's Beauty!?"
"Right here!" Bo-bobo squealed, holding a Beauty dress-up doll dressed in only undergarments; Namero freaked out and had a small nosebleed.
"That's not Beauty, Sir Bo-bobo…" Namero groaned. "But can I have that doll?"
"No! It's mine!" Bo-bobo whined, pulling out a massive chainsaw. "You can play with Cuddles, my new chainsaw, though!"
"YOU NAMED YOUR CHAINSAW CUDDLES!?" Namero freaked out again. Bo-bobo tossed the chainsaw his way, making Namero dodge to avoid getting sliced up. Giga wasn't as lucky, thus, his hair was buzzed off, making him three times as angry as he already was.
"YOU ARE AS MUCH OF A F---ING RETARD AS THE "GREAT" SAIYANMAN! Now get out of the way. You're making my face ache from being so angry at you." Giga stated in a freakishly calm moment.
"Collective responsibility!" Bo-bobo did not cease his craze as he hammered at Giga's crotch with the lantern he had gotten from Dengaku-man, causing the light bulb in it to shatter. "Hurry Namero, the Boos are coming! Quick, kill them off with this!" Bo-bobo handed Namero a dinky squeak toy mallet with a message saying "I used enhancement and I'm proud!" scribbled on a note card taped to it.
"I don't get this anymore…" Namero sighed in his head.
-X-
The skies above the Don Kingdom
Don Patch was now flying above the entire kingdom. How this came to be, nobody could figure out. He sprouted wings and began to fly. That was what had happened.
"And now for some poorly dubbed Spanish anime!" Don Patch whipped out an iPod, horrified to realize that it exploded for no reason when he touched it.
"That's for stealing the idea for my sword, dipshit!" High Spirit Ignis fluttered in front of the robot, flipping him off before returning to Gloria Heaven.
"Crap!"
-X-
Back at the castle, with Serviceman…
Serviceman and Pana were going all-out matrix style in a battle of speed and duration. Their clash was dead-even, blow-for-blow as raw as power could get. Pana's blazing blade rings clanked and sparked from the blows of Serviceman's Crossbow. Once again, Pana lunged for an advantage for submission, but Serviceman grabbed his arm, flipping him toward the other side and managed to launch a crossbow bolt into the man's torso.
"Gah! You sandy little butthole!" Pana screamed, firing multiple spin-shots at Serviceman. The perverted mailman merely smirked, put on a pair of sunglasses, and slow-motion matrix-style dodged all of the blows.
"Sniper Attack: Death Sickle!"
With careful aim and precision, Serviceman launched a dark-colored crossbow bolt that shadowed the form of a sickle. It sliced across Pana's waist, making him drop like a boulder and gasp as his heart began to give.
"K-k-ku…what did y-you do!?" he gasped.
"The Death Sickle is one of many Sniper techniques…be struck by it and Death will put you in cardiac arrest, sending you to Davy Jones' Locker…and trust me, it stinks there. (He likes to work out…)" Strangely, Serviceman resembled a menacing pimp daddy (seeing now that a toothpick suddenly materialized into his mouth) that actually boasted power, like the underestimated Cait Sith of Final Fantasy VII. He put his thumb up, and an artistic metallic caption appeared in front of him:
"Anybody want more service!? Come and get it!"
Carman and Sonic were left speechless. In fact, they were so speechless that they began to rant in Spanish…
"!Aah, estoy asustado, estoy asustado! Vamos a obtener fuera de aquí! Quiero que mi frazada! Y a mi abogodo!" Sonic wailed.
"Orinaré en mis pantalones! Alguien salvarnos! No quiero morir!" Carman was equally as frightened. The two of them ran away, leaving behind a trail of pee that excreted from fear. Serviceman sweatdropped.
-X-
Upper West Wing of Asphalt Palace
So be it, not only have I returned, but I also have gotten a major tanning job, and boy I feel-
Bo-bobo killed the Narrator by closing a CD case on his head, making him explode on impact. Whoop-dee-do.
Bo-bobo, Suzu, Namero, and the ghost were now in a guest bedroom of some kind, lying on top of a fluffy pink bed, frantically gasping for breath. The long, hectic chase came to a lull for them at the very least, with Giga stampeding the central top floor out of range. They carefully sorted an array of items they had just found: A key to a door in the castle, two new pistols, an obsidian orbis piece, a new light bulb for the lantern they had, several ultra afro-cherries and other common items, a Sapphire Ring accessory, and an I.D card that apparently belonged to Masato.
"Well, first I say we ditch the pistols, because Heppokomaru isn't in our party anymore. And before you say no, I say screw him." Namero twisted his tongue around lazily with a glazed look in his eyes.
"We could use it…you may never know who wants to change their class, Namero," Suzu said nervously, munching on an afro-cherry.
"Is this edible?" Bo-bobo asked stupidly, eating the light bulb he had found on a stairwell, electrocuting himself.
"Don't you think you might need that?" the female ghost asked a bit nervously.
"No way, man! It's more power we need more than anything right now to kill that f---ing-GAAAH!" Bo-bobo was electrocuted again when he profaned.
"Hey, has anyone noticed?" the ghost pointed at the I.D card that Bo-bobo had found. "Does it belong to anyone you know?" she asked curiously.
Suzu picked it up and read it over. "Masato…not anybody I've ever heard of."
"That's funny. I heard that the boy the captain kidnapped say that his name was-"
Suddenly, right on cue, Masato charged into the guest room, having managed to escape Giga's bedroom (how he managed to avoid the rampage was beyond comprehension). Still bound and gagged, he frantically exhaled as he hopped toward Bo-bobo, who was spilling out random swear words and getting shocked from saying them for fun.
"Mmph!" Masato head-butted Bo-bobo's abdomen, getting his attention. He stopped profaning and saw the Heppokomaru look-alike. Masato glared at him, yet he returned a confused gaze.
"Heppokomaru's twin brother!" Bo-bobo hugged Masato as if he were a stuffed animal, making him suffocate. The other three remained confused as usual.
A vein popped out of Masato's head, and kicked Bo-bobo's groin out of anger. Bo-bobo shrieked a feminine shriek, rolling about as if he were on fire, putting a hole in the wall and rolling into the eastern half of the castle, much to everyone's shock.
Masato then violently notioned to himself, noting his oppressed state, Suzu and Namero came toward him and began to untie his ropes. Namero removed the duct tape and the gag that was in his mouth, allowing him to speak again.
"Gah! Finally! Someone who's sane! Thanks for freeing me." Masato sighed as he sat down on the bed.
"Hey, who are you, kid?" Namero asked with suspicion.
"My name's Masato. I'm from the Yankee Republic."
"Yankee Republic?" Namero questioned.
"It's a republic in the southern part of the Deo Continent. Our president is your princess' ally, so there's no need to be hostile." Masato sighted calmly.
"I see. What are you doing here?"
"Your uber-buff little friend with a brain full of mush and a pompadour the size of a pickup truck kidnapped me. He kept on claiming that I was some guy named Heppoko-whatever or something!"
Namero came close to Masato and analyzed him. "Well, you do look a lot like him. Spiked hair, small, ellipse-shaped eyes, medium build, feminine voice…the only differences I can see in you are the style of your bangs, your blonde hair, and the fact that you're shorter than he is."
"Oh, great."
"Does this belong to you, by any chance?" the female ghost pointed at Masato's I.D.
"My I.D!" He immediately grabbed it and stuffed it into his breast pocket. "Thank goodness! Thank-aah!" Masato flipped out at the sight of the ghost that floated before him. "Is that…a ghost!?"
"Yes, I am, in fact, a ghost…I died a few months ago," the ghost spoke nonchalantly.
"Waah, someone help me…" Masato became dizzy and fainted.
Namero and Suzu stared at each other. "What's his problem?" Namero grunted.
"He's probably not used to it here." Suzu laid the vice president's body up onto the bed.
"Did somebody say boom!?" Bo-bobo shouted from the east wing, pushing down the lever for a TNT box, making Sonic and Carman, who were nearby, get caught in the explosion.
"I did!" the female ghost ripped off her tattered rags, revealing a sexy-looking sparkling evening dress with a short skirt, making the area surrounding Wan Ronga (who came out of nowhere) explode.
"I must be in Hell…" Masato shivered, face turning pale.
Namero suddenly realized. "Oy, Masato! When you were kidnapped, did you happen to see a doll with pink hair by any chance?"
Masato tapped into his memory. "I…think so…in a cage, in the bedroom of that man with the purple hair, there was this doll…and this man…and this…anthropomorphic torpedo with human arms and legs, and they were doing it together…"
Namero was taken back. "Ewww, gross…"
"Well, what we know now is that Beauty's safe, I think…you still have that thread, right?" Suzu asked.
"The thread!" Namero grabbed it from its pocket, and it was thankfully safe.
"HOORAY!" OVER emerged from nowhere on a motorcycle, snatching the thread from Namero's hand. "I can engage to Torpedo Girl with this!" he drove off back to the east wing, running over Dengaku-man (who came out of nowhere himself) in the process.
Namero felt as if his throat was on fire. Now how would Beauty be turned back to normal? Surprisingly though, Namero didn't cuss.
"You're not gonna cuss?" Suzu asked with a hiccup, now morbidly obese from eating the afro-cherries.
"I'm saving that for after this behemoth of a battle, and we'll be right outside the Underworld, which makes it even more convenient…" Namero hissed. He saw the fat Suzu moan from stomach pain.
"Did you know that eating too many of those cherries at once will turn your skin purple?" Namero stated flatly.
"Huh?"
And like that, Suzu turned purple and passed out. Namero slapped his face.
"Oh, great…"
-X-
With Bo-bobo…
Bo-bobo, with the heart-shaped statue in hand, began the risk of chasing Giga up toward his bedroom. Giga was now the hunted for the reason that Bo-bobo was in possession of the statue that was, in fact, his heart, unknown to Bo-bobo.
"Gaah…gaaaah…" Giga ran like a mad man back to his bedroom. Bo-bobo prepared to launch a Knight-class attack, but was stopped when Giga drew the Beauty doll from her cage and shielded himself with it.
"Not another move, if you want to see this girl alive!" he screamed.
"Beauty…" Bo-bobo gasped.
"Bo-bobo, help me!" Beauty shouted, which wasn't heard, obviously.
"Hahaha! Come at me, Sir Bo-bobo!" Giga taunted.
Bo-bobo hatched a plan, aware that the statue he had may be a weakness of the invincible man. He carefully squeezed one side of the statue with his left hand, making it crack even more. Several bite-sized chunks fell off of it. Giga dropped Beauty instantly and began to violently spatter blood. His chest fell into pain, as he clutched it fiercely. His coughs were heavy and loud.
"-Cough-gah! Ahh…-gack-…aaaah…it hurts! It hurts! Stop the pain! Stop the paaaaaaaaaaaaaaain---!"
"I wouldn't be so hasty if I were you!" Bo-bobo shouted, making the statue crack more. "This…whatever it is, is your weakness…isn't it!? Now, hand Beauty over to me and surrender if you don't want to die!"
Giga was horrified. He would die, now that his ultimate secret was out. He had to devise a plan, which he did with a grin and careful thinking.
"You can't taunt me, Sir Bo-bobo!" He shouted, firing up his powers. "Wizard Softon wants this girl bought to him! I don't know why, but I'm bringing her to him! And as far as your stupid friends go…"
"Super Fist of Objects: Transform! Clay Sculpture!"
Giga carefully manipulated his hands and, with the power of artistic-looking spirits that emerged from them, transformed Torpedo Girl, who wasn't too far away, into a clay statue. The female torpedo screamed, and was turned into a gray-colored sculpture that was a funky shape.
"You bastard! Knight Skill: Holy Cross!"
Bo-bobo's blade and hands emitted a light blue aura that formed a massive cross on a ground-level attack, forcing Giga to stumble. However, he remained steady as he took his hands, clapped them together, and forced several beams of light to spread horizontally across. The beams emitted a purplish air that turned any object in contact into stone.
"My own mix of Arcane Magic and the Fist of Objects: Stone Light Nitrate! There's no escape for you and your friends! Now, if you'll excuse me…"
Giga cocked his head back, grabbed Beauty and Torpedo Girl, and launched himself out of the castle window, running wildly into Genesis Gulch. Bo-bobo was left behind, becoming weak in the presence of the gas. The statue he was holding solidified and restored itself, and his own body began to grow numb.
"Gh…Namero! Suzu! Everyone!" Using the strength remaining in him, Bo-bobo went on looking for his friends.
-X-
With Don Patch…
Don Patch was now located in the castle's kitchen, raiding the refrigerator. He found the cake that Captain Battleship had baked earlier, in all its crappy glory. He began to binge-eat it, puked, and fainted from the ingredients inside. Today was definitely not his day.
-X-
With Bo-bobo…
Bo-bobo stumbled into the main entrance of the castle, seeing Suzu emerge from the west wing with Namero and Masato in her arms, heavily nauseated from the gas. OVER also stumbled into the area, followed by the Cyber Knights. The entire castle was beginning to severely fall apart from transforming into stone, and the entrance, unfortunately, was affected by the gas.
"Damn! What do we do!?" OVER shouted.
Suzu thought for a moment and gathered an idea. "I know!" She drew out her whip and began to wield it over her head, chanting an illusionist's spell.
(Enter, the great water deluge!)
With a snap of the whip, a massive waterfall of heavy, gritty water began to over flood the entire castle, and the power of it broke through, allowing the escapees surf away from the crumbling castle to safety, at least for a while. They were going dangerously fast, however.
"Waaaaah! Cold!" Don Patch wailed, getting a pebble stuck in his eye.
"Whee! This is the best thing since-OOF!" Bo-bobo, dressed in samurai gear, began surfing along the deluge, at least until he ran into a tree.
"Uhh…Suzu? Is there any way you can stop this!?" OVER shouted.
"Umm…no….sorry…" Suzu sweatdropped nervously.
The surf carried on, with hajike ensuing all the while. Fortunately, a massive skyship that was nearby placed itself into a crack in the gulch, acting as a dam. The party stopped flowing downwards, being struck by the side of the ship.
"Ow!" Bo-bobo grunted as he looked up. "Who the hell does this idiot think he is, planting his skyship like that!?"
"Well, you're welcome for nothing then Bo-bobo-san."
Bo-bobo froze. Looking up, he could see a fully recovered Heppokomaru and all the representatives of the Yankee Republic on board the ship!
"Heppokomaru! Thank the Spirits you're all right!" Line tears fell down Bo-bobo's face.
"Aw, poo…" Namero grunted.
"Hop on!" Himawari let down the stair lift of the ship and the party and the Cyber Knights stepped on board. They came face to face on deck, all representatives present.
"Who are you guys?" Suzu asked, curious.
"We're the head representatives of the Yankee Republic, which is a ways south from the Don Kingdom." Kotarou spoke first. "The guy next to me insisted that we save you guys." He notioned at Heppokomaru.
"You saved us yet again, Cactuar! Yaay!" Bo-bobo squeeze-hugged a cactus, which resulted in pain and infection, much to everyone else's chagrin.
"We heard about your dilemma, and…I think we can lend you our services…" Himawari sighed, blushing at the sight of Masato. He had just broken through the group and spotted her, much to his excitement.
"Himawari!" He immediately ran at her and hugged her, making her blush furiously. To hide it, she grabbed out her cell phone and smashed the bowling ball strap into his face.
"Ah! Masato is safe…Sir Bo-bobo, how can I ever thank you?" Chagecha showed his gratitude.
"Hey, who are you?" Bo-bobo asked curiously.
"Me? My name's Chagecha. I'm the president of the Yankee Republic."
"Wait, you didn't tell me you were the president!" Heppokomaru shouted in shock.
Bo-bobo had to conceal his laughter. "You? A president!? Yeah, in what century!?" He burst out laughing, and Chagecha knew why. A lifespan of eight weeks couldn't beat a lifespan of seven years, but he had the spirit of Zeus himself, and took the liberty to grab a mecha out of nowhere and obliterate Bo-bobo by shooting him to death, much to the shock and amusement to everyone else!
"And so, Bo-bobo leared that he blew ass because all he had was his stupid antics. The end." Chagecha grumbled.
"OH YEAH!?" Bo-bobo shot back up, now piloting a massive mechanical spider that also shot Chagecha to death.
"Why must the good die young!?" Tiger Mask moaned.
"How old is Chagecha-san anyway?" asked Heppokomaru.
"He's a third year at Gekiatsu High School…so that makes him…18?"
"You're kidding, right?" Heppokomaru freaked out. "He looks at least 25…"
"Nope."
"I think my life just got weirder…"
During their hectic traveling, the deluge died away, and the skyship had landed near the old village where the poor ghosts resided. They all hopped off and saw all the ghosts freak out at the oncoming ship. Many of them were panicking for other reasons.
"What's going on here?" the ghost from the castle asked another.
"Giga just went through here! He looked incredibly pissed."
"Do you know where he went?"
"He went to the old windmill near Yurêi Mansion!"
"You heard right! Let's go!"
"I think it's better you stay here." Bo-bobo spoke to the ghost.
"But-"
"That man will eat you if he finds you. Ghosts can't really do much against an invincible man, no?" Chagecha asked. The ghost looked down and rounded up the villagers.
"Chagecha." Bo-bobo stated. "I want to thank you for rescuing us. Before we go, I have another favor to ask."
"Yeah?"
"I want you to help us fight Giga."
Everyone gasped. Chagecha, however, was touched; he even began to cry.
"Why…of course. Anything for a fellow man who worships a common creator…but I must say, this is temporary. I'll do what I want and leave as I wish, mmkay?"
"Sure thing!"
"Common creator? What the hell?" Everyone asked to themselves as Chagecha and Bo-bobo shook hands.
Chagecha joined your party as a guest!
Chagecha, third-year high school student (-cough-my ass-cough-) and president of the Yankee Republic lends his arms to you-but remember, as a guest, he cannot be controlled. In battle, Chagecha can duke it out with his combination blade-and-gun weapon, and manipulate gravity and force with a combination of raw energy and magic! His own power, the Yankî Power, is also a deadly force as well…
Chagecha's Status
Level: Level 45
Max HP: 6612/6612
Max MP: 1600/1600
Max SP: 60
Attack Power: 207
Defense Power: 145
Magic Power: 200
Magic Defense: 114
Class: Alchemist
Equipment: Lion's Gunblade, Silver Fedora
Regular Skills: 40
Special Skills: 25
Unique Skills: 2
"Well…here we go…" Bo-bobo sighed nervously as he stepped into the old windmill. Chagecha's companions (now including Masato) and the village ghosts waved goodbye as the almost-complete party stepped into the darkness.
-X-
Inside the old windmill
"Heavens, it sure is dark in here…" Chagecha shuddered. "Should I light up a butt and use that as a light?"
"Dude, you're 18. You're not legal to smoke yet. Besides, you'll probably burn the place down." Heppokomaru sighed.
"Oh yeah…heheh…"
"Why not use the lantern?" Namero suggested. Bo-bobo switched on the lantern and they were able to see their way across. The inside of the windmill was more like an old cave, constructed from solidified mud and breccia stone. It was completely barren inside, other than a sign near the end of the cave and a green door.
"It's scary in here…Namero, hold me!" Serviceman cried.
"Eww, no way dude." Namero pried Serviceman off of him with a crowbar, causing him to light up the entire cave with his "service," now brighter than ever from the enhancement he took.
"GAAH! GOOD LORD! MY EYES!" Chagecha screamed as he ran through the door into the next part of the windmill, leaving behind a trail of fire for some reason.
"Awkward much…"
Serviceman glanced over at the sign, which read, "No entry allowed!" on it in bold. He began to back away nervously, but he knew that Bo-bobo would simply draw his mecha on him and make him meet the same fate as all the other Toonami shows that were good, so he remained quiet for once.
The second part of the windmill was danker than the first part. It had the same exact door on the end, and another sign saying, "Really! No entry allowed!!"
Bo-bobo analyzed the sign. "I think it says that we can go in!" He giddily sang as he skipped toward the last hall of the windmill. The others sighed as they entered. The last part of the windmill was freezing due to the wind source blowing through it. They braved as best they could, and at the end was one final door, painted red, and one last sign that, amusingly, spelled, "Oh for the love of God, are you illiterate or something!? There's no f---ing entry allowed! Absolutely! This is your final warning! Get the hell out of here or else!"
"Well…here we go…" Bo-bobo carefully drew breath as he twisted the knob of the last door. He slowly creaked it open and stepped inside.
The innermost chamber of the windmill was rather bland; it was made from the same material as the rest of it, and in the center was a small platform made of stalagmites that functioned as if it could hold something.
"Wow…so this is it? How anticlimactic." Chagecha sighed.
"But where's Giga?" Heppokomaru asked.
"Probably hiding." Bo-bobo scratched his head and placed the heart statue from the castle down onto the platform as the team began to look for Giga within the small room. As they were searching, the heart statue began to throb and glow with a malevolent aura.
"Huh!?" Chagecha was the first to notice. "What the!?"
The heart statue continued to throb and shake, causing a pinkish red aura to explode into the room in a mass of bubbles. Everyone could see the statue transform before their very eyes, twisting into a mass of pink smoke, forming a body shape. After a moment, the statue finally stopped transforming and appeared as a humanoid-like being consisting of muscle and tissue. The body resembled Giga heavily, only in a more childlike appearance.
Everyone was speechless. Bo-bobo broke the ice first. "Hey, who are you, kid?"
The muscle mass brushed his arms and huffed, his face remaining stoic. "I ought to be asking the same thing." He suddenly extended slightly and made a beating noise, like a human heart.
"Huh…" Everyone was baffled by the mysterious mass. "What are you, exactly?" Chagecha asked.
"Can't you tell?" the mass' childish monotone voice rang. "Look at me closely."
Everyone took a careful look at it. "It beats like…a heart…" Serviceman observed.
"Really?" Everyone stared at it again. Then it hit them. They knew what it was, and they screamed madly.
"Are you…a human heart!?" Heppokomaru stuttered.
"He is, and I think he's Giga's heart! A human incarnation of it!" Bo-bobo shouted. "Whenever that statue cracked or broke, Giga would fall into serious pain and hack blood at every turn."
"Wait…" Giga's heart fell back. "Don't tell me…are you Sir Bo-bobo!?"
"The one and only!"
"Then…you know…that I'm…the source of Giga's strength and weakness…" he became horrified.
Bo-bobo knew it. "I had a feeling…no wonder that statue of you was hidden in the castle basement…"
"Only Giga knew of me…that I was his weakness…"
"But how the hell is Giga able to live without you?" Serviceman asked.
Giga's heart turned away. "Since the beans are spilled, I may as well tell you. "You see, almost thirty years ago, Giga made a bargain with a demon."
"A…demon?" Heppokomaru asked, remembering a nostalgic moment.
"This demon removed me from him and made me a spiritual medium, acting as both his innermost source of power and his weakness. When I was removed, Giga became a mere shell of his former self, yet, because I was a medium and not just a power source, he was still able to act on his own, as long as I was beating and able to control him. The demon turned me into a statue, and Giga hid it away, safe from harm. Anything that happens to me is fatally dangerous to my host."
Bo-bobo paced the heart's explanation together. "It makes sense, sort of…"
"And now that I've told you, I'm afraid I can't let you wander out of here, knowing the secret of my "invincible" body! I've spurned my host for abandoning me, and yet…"
Suddenly, the heart charged up itself, glowing vivid shades of yellow and beating faster, becoming redder. It spread out its hands, and out from them came a multitude of phagocytes that clung to Bo-bobo's body, making it spurt blood and rupture him!
"Bo-bobo!" Everyone shouted.
"Sorry about this, but let's throw down!"
End of Part 5
-Stop fretting, only one more part to go, and Chapter 3 will be ovah! Once again, this is very late because of school. I'll be in full swing by the New Year, really! So once again, sorry! Really!
-Giga's weakness is his medium-powered heart-and now that the Shinsetsu Party has found it, it's not going to die out without a fight. Can they win this bizarre throw-down? Read on and find out!
FOOTNOTES
-Giga's magic spells were in the Czech language, and Suzu's was in Greek. Neither are perfect spellings of the words, so please forgive me. As far as Suzu goes, just try and place some Greek letters together...yeah, sorry the letters didn't come up....
-Use "Google Translate" to translate the Spanish the Cyber Knights used. I'm too lazy to translate it here.
-In Japan, the age of majority (as well as the legal drinking/smoking/voting age) is 20.
-Don Patch: Hey! What about me, huh!? Damn you, DevilsArcadia!