Power of Pluto

"Good evening sirs and madams," said a skinny, lanky little golem as he stood in front of the gang. They all paused at the sight…he didn't seem particularly dangerous, but they definitely had a weird feeling about it. There seemed to be some kind of aura around him. Almost as if he was probably the most dangerous being they have encountered so far. However, they had to admit it his actions seemed to be a staunch contrast to their feelings. He had a nice paint coating to his plating, which made him look like he was wearing a tux, not only that he talked with a sophisticated tongue…they supposed if there was anything that was good, he didn't try to kill them in the first five seconds. But that didn't automatically make them friends, they didn't rush forward, they just stood back though…it was possible that he was on one of the different plans. "I understand your trepidation, but I would like to take his moment to offer you a direct ticket to my master' lair."

"So, you do work for that Kishin son o' a gun that just annihilated this island," mocked Shi, but his opponent shrugged it off. He wasn't going to lose his head just because a little kid made fun of him…it was questionable if he could even lose his head to start with. He just stood there a placate smile on his face as he continued to try and negotiate with them. They had a healthy amount of skepticism…after all why wouldn't they? This wasn't exactly your friendliest of neighborhoods. They kept an eye on their opponent and tried not to make any sudden moments, but in secret they were all making the same movement to prepare their attack. Michael's hands slowly crept over to his bow. An arrow already notched, he just needed to pull the bowstring and he would be able to break the golem's head.

"I see, I apologize…but I do see now that I'm going to have to be a bit rough with you, eh?" stated the man as he reached behind his back and brandished his own blade. A skinny fencer's sword was soon brought to the fore-front as he pointed it over at his opponent. "I was ordered by my master to bring you all in to meet him, he never specified if I couldn't do it with you all in body bags. " He leapt forward with surprising speed and power, instantly bearing his sword and sweeping through the air with it. Ash reacted first, immediately breaking in between him and his friends and intercepting the blade with his own. The two stood in a stalemate for a few more seconds, trying to push the other one back, but they were soon faced with the problem of how hard that was. Both of them were perfectly capable with their own weapon and taking things in their own pace, the slightest of opening that they could make weren't enough to secure victory. That is until the golem revealed his ace-up-the-sleeve.

Two more arms sprouted from his chest, each one immediately grasped another blade at his side. The golem suddenly swept them both upwards in a diagonal direction, slicing into Ash' chest with an X-like design and finally forcing the stalemate to a bitter close. Ash stumbled back, leaving himself open for a few precious seconds which the golem fully intended to take advantage of. He rushed forward, thrusting with all three of his blades, forming a swift triangle of attacks. It seemingly baffled him as all three tips of his blades were suddenly blocked off by something as seemingly pathetic as a sheet of paper. It slowed his thrust by a large enough fraction for Melody to wrap Shi around Ash and pull him to safety. His three blades scraped against each other as they sliced into the air seconds later. The four children all quickly took up an offensive stance, knowing that this fight wouldn't be one they could run away from. The golem was a master of fencing, apparently even with three blades even with just one of his arms he was capable of generating powerful and quick slashes, strong enough to cut through solid rock. Of course, just an incredibly powerful and quick wouldn't cut it. He would actually have to land a blow and against four separate opponents. Everybody was on their guard now, keeping a close eye on their opponent was essential to winning this battle. His chance of a surprise attack now completely ruined. He sighed, but brought his three blades around as well as arming a fourth, aiming them with ill-intent at his opponents. He kept a blade trained on each member…whoever blinked first was losing an eye.

Michael already had an arrow drawn and had his opponent in his sight. He let it fly almost as a challenge to his opponent, who readily accepted. The golem lowered his head, weaving side-to-side and cutting straight in like a razor blade. The golem struck out quickly with one blade, swatting the arrow from the air and continued to move with a series of quick steps. He was underneath Michael in an instant. The sword he used to swat Michael's arrow had been drawn and turned away from the fight, still not being pulled back in to prepare for the next attack, but he had three swords that were. Each were being pulled back, readying themselves for the moment in which they would slice through the sky at their opponent. Michael reacted quickly blocking one blade with his bow and sticking his arm out, relying on his rock hard skin to catch the second. Of course, that only accounted for two more blades, leaving the fourth and final one free to bolt through the air at his opponent's chest, skewering it in a unique fashion. Michel gritted his teeth, but thankfully the uniqueness of his golem body allowed his vital 'organs' to be out of the blade's path.

Michael stepped in, snapping his arm around an tightening his grip around his opponent's arm and holding it still, making it impossible for his opponent to back off and try again. Michael gritted his teeth, premature flashes of what it would be lack had he actually been a human flashing through his mind again. But nonetheless, he held strong, refusing to allow his opponent a chance to escape. And, of course, Michael's friends bolted inwards, not about to allow this chance to pass them by. Melody struck out first, but one of the golem's other blades shot around and blocked off her incoming attack, parrying it to the side with ease. Ash was next, he came in from above, leaping into the air, he put his entire weight behind his downwards thrust to ensure it wouldn't be simply swatted aside. Such a valid attempt was made in vain as the golem, wrenched himself free of Michael's grip, breaking apart and jumping back, avoiding the attack by mere seconds. The golem suddenly reversed his run, going from a backwards dash to a forward one, sending himself careening for Michael and Ash once more. However, he quickly met himself against a wall of paper in no time flat. He stopped his rush, more out of surprise, than worry, he knew to tread lightly against any foe. However, he was soon met with a new problem as Ash pushed himself forward, forcing his way through the paper wall himself and throwing a punch through it and straight for the golem's head.

However, such an attack the golem could parry. He set his arm to a right angle and swept it outwards, knocking Ash's blade aside with ease and then stepping into his chest, brandishing his own blade in less than second. A truly frightening show of power and skill in a matter of seconds. He swept his blade around and aimed for his opponent's gut without wasting or worrying for a second. This was a match of four on one though. Melody rushed in, she had Shi's string wrapped around her arm, coating it in a thin sheet of a protecting soul. She brought her arm down, smashing it into the sword and easily knocking it aside. She stretched her hand out, letting her Soul push through Shi's string and unraveling it from her arm, ready to strike. The hard yo-yo blades shot out, spinning like a saw blade as it approached its target.

The golem scoffed at such a feeble attempt to defeat him, he stepped forward, bringing his blade around once and then twice, successfully tangling Shi's line up and preventing hir from coming any closer. A quick, swift in-step brought the golem closer to Melody though, he raised one of his other three swords, ready to deliver a powerful blow to her chest. An arrow whizzed by his head mere milli-seconds before he cut into Melody, forcing him to step back. That brief interlude was all that Helena needed as she immediately sent another shower of paper shurikens into the air, completely surrounding the golem. The golem smirked, obviously completely un-intimidated by the swirling paper stars in the air. Even when they began to come down like hail, he seemed perfectly fine, brandishing his blades and unleashing a quick torrent of horribly fast and deadly slices into the air. The paper was instantly torn to shreds as the golem allowed himself a brief moment of happiness in his action. "Moving on," he stated, suddenly breaking the intense silence. He pivoted around until he was facing Michael. Michael had moved the furtherest away to a much better space for using his bow, however, as a result he had completely separated himself from the rest of the gang. It made sense as there was no way a normal person could traverse the distance between them that fast especially not when Michael had three friends keeping him busy.

However, this was not a normal person by any means. He hunkered down and the gears in his legs became visible. There was a visible cord in his legs that was wrapped around the gear, as the gear turned, the cord got tighter and tighter gradually building in tension. He separated his four blades as far as they could go, effectively forming the four corners of a square. It reminded them of a venus flytrap its mouth agape and waiting for someone stupid enough to step into its massive jaws. The gang was originally going to approach it with caution, but they soon found out that they didn't have the time to. The tension that had been building up in his legs was suddenly let out with a loud snap. The golem was suddenly rocketed forward as the tension was released from his legs and into the ground. He careen through the air all four of his swords still in their starting position, ready to quickly finish off anyone that was in his way and the only person in his way was Michael.

"I had no intentions of interfering with you people from DWMA and the opposing forces, but...I do suppose some things just aren't meant to last." A large meaty hand came in, grabbing a hold of the golem's head in one swift movement. The man's fist seemed to change color for a brief second, but it was hard to see anything cause as soon as it lit up there was a massive explosion sending a dust cloud around the man and the golem, cloaking them both for few seconds. The man was the only one who walked out of the dust cloud.

He was the giant from Pluto, he wore the same horror movie-styled mask as he did on the plane. As a matter of fact he looked exactly like he did on the plane, despite being in enemy territory for the past couple of hours he had no wounds, no dribbles of sweat going down the side of his face, nothing had change...except the slight sizzle of smoke coming off of his right hand. "Tell the Lord Death he needs to properly train his soldiers."

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