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KA-BOOM!!!
BOOM!
BOOM!
"Aah!" Nebula screamed as he was knocked by the explosions. The metallic balls that would be initially thought of to be a distraction would explode violently as the god was blown away.
GRAZE!
GRAZE!
DUST!
...
...
...
Bullets grazed the adventurer as he was being knocked away as he was lost in the dust and smoke from the lower level of the warehouse.
LAND!
WOBBLE!
Gris landed on the upper layer as it ricketed from his weight.
"Hnn!... It's unstable. But that aside, that blast should severely damage him." Gris speculated as he looked down.
LEAP!
But to his surprise, he saw a figure becoming more detailed as they approached the peak of the smoke. It burst out of the dusty clouds as he yelled in defiance.
"SIKE!" Nebula screeched as he leaped from the explosion smoke, with his clothes damaged from the explosion, revealing some of his muscular chest and abdomen.
AXE HANDLE!
DODGE!
LAND!
WOBBLE!
The blue deity went for a sledgehammer that would be dodged as the CPU landed on the second level as the smoke from the first one remained below.
SWING!
DUCK!
UPPERCUT!
"Ptoo!"
The deathmatch continued on the rickety platforms as the two sent a kick that clashed before Nebula threw a punch that was dodged and was countered by an uppercut from Gris.
CLASP!
SLAM!!!
RICKETRICKETRICKET!
The assassin quickly put away his .500 before slamming his clasped hands into Nebula's chest, sending him to the platform with a violent shake.
"!"
ROLL!-
PUNCH!
Nebula hissed in pain as he closed his eyes as he was hit and opened them just in time to dodge a fist that tore through the platform.
GRAVITY!
BIFF!!!
The blue-haired fighter immediately took the opportunity to take his hand and enhance it with gravity before punching Gris in the ribs, the appendage becoming distorted and massively heavier.
"Guoh!" The assassin guffawed.
JUMP!
LAND!!!
PUNCH! PUNCH! PUNCH! PUNCH! PUNCH!
Gris was hurled away as he landed on his back, skidding a bit as Nebula got up, jumped, and landed on his chest with his knee. He then pummeled him with his bloody fists.
BALL UP!-
HEADBUTT!!!
But Gris soon balled up the remaining fabric of Nebula's vest neck yanked it as he raised his head and rammed his forehead right in the god's nose.
"Gak!" Nebula cried out as blood was ejected from his nostrils as his eyes became shut in pain.
HOOK!
HOOK!
ELBOW!
STRAIGHT!!!
The hitman then pushed himself off the ground as he gave his target a right hook, followed by a left, then an elbow with his right arm, ended by a straight with the left.
"Urk!" Nebula grunted as he was repeatedly struck by the combo.
HIGH KICK!
THUD!
RICKETRICKETRICKETRICKET!
The fighter staggered as he soon received a high kick to the chin as he was knocked onto his back harshly with his feet in the air.
HEEL KICK!
BOOM!
Gris was about to slam down the pole he had in his grasp onto his opponent's skull when Nebula laid on his left side, then bent his knees before giving the assassin a sickening double heel kick.
The impact was so powerful, it mimicked a shotgun going off as it connected.
"FUCK!" The hired killer harshly swore as he lost balance.
BURST!
UPPERCUT!!!
"Shoryuken!!!"
KRAK!
Gris twisted in the air as Nebula quickly got up and wiped the blood that came from his nose as he crouched as he soon had his KI cover his fist before sending a blitzing uppercut to the side of Gris' cheek as he yelled out the name of the technique that consumed his SP.
SPRING!
The resulting impact sent the spinning assassin spiraling into the air as he wheezed out some blood from that impact as Nebula followed his ascent.
GRAB!-
GRAVITY!
SLAM!!!
RICKET!!! RICKET!!! RICKET!!! RICKET!!!...
The blue warrior then took the gyrotating assassin's legs and raised them before slamming them onto the platform with a very unstable ricket that resounded from the platform as he increased the weight of his entire body to send the two of them to the ground in the span of half a second.
Nebula then jumped as he raised his legs and coated them with even more Gs, making them significantly heavier than before.
VANISH!-
CRASH!!!!!!!
COLLAPSE!!!
He went to land on Gris as he outstretched his legs, but luckily for the assassin, he managed to vanish just in time as the foundation for the platforms finally couldn't take the sheer weight of the attack consisting of hundreds of thousands of pounds, and collapsed.
The warriors were be coated within the smoke of the previous layer from the explosion plus the one from the platform collapsing as they continued to fight within the cloudy conditions.
CHOP!
DODGE!
STAB!
WEAVE!-
BACK PUNCH!!!
IMPACT!
Nebula immediately closed his eyes once again as he phased and reappeared behind a descending Gris, giving him a lateral chop that the hitman dodged. Gris twisted around for a stabbing motion with his hand that would be weaved before Nebula went full circle and back punched him in the back of his skull.
ROLL!
STOMP!-
CRASH!!!
The hitman rolled with the punches as he literally crashed and rolled on the floor before pushing himself up to narrowly avoid the god stomping on his head with some increased gravity.
Gris then moved his shoulder to dodge a fist before grabbing Nebula's arm and clutching it.
PUNCH!-
DODGE!
KICK!
TRIP!-
GRAB!
ELBOW!!!
CRASH!
He soon kicked the side of the adventurer's knee, setting off the balance of the male before taking his other arm, grabbing it and taking his own elbow as he slammed it on Nebula's face as he slammed his head into the ground with the concrete cracking from the impact.
"MMMMMMMF!!!" The blue haired adventurer roared in muffled pain.
ELBOWELBOWELBOWELBOWELBOW ELBOWELBOWELBOWELBOWELBOW ELBOWELBOWELBOWELBOWELBOW ELBOWELBOWELBOWELBOWELBOW ELBOWELBOWELBOWELBOWELBOW!!!
Gris wasted not a second repeatedly bludgeoning his elbow into the face of Nebula as he would be using his speed aura to gain consecutive hits at an alarming rate.
ELBOWELBOWELBOWELBOWELBOW ELBOWELBOWELBOWELBOWELBOW ELBOWELBOWELBOWELBOWELBOW ELBOWELBOWELBOWELBOWELBOW ELBOWELBOWELBOWELBOWELBOW!!!
A pause. He looked to the disoriented face of Nebula with a contempt smirk before continuing.
RUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLE!
Nebula finally had enough as he screamed mid elbow barrage and used his gravity to repulse the assassin as the dust would be blown through all the openings of the building.
Gris was smashed into an adjacent pillar as he flew through it. He bumped his back on the next one like a cornered animal, though.
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMF- RAAAAAAAAH!"
REPULSION!
"Wha-!" The assassin was caught by surprise a second time as he was blown away by Repulsion.
WINDWAVE!
CRASH!
SLAM!
Gris regained his bearings as he got up and saw that the adventurer was now standing, his face bloodied and scratched with his face and mouth bleeding. He had a look of silent fury as Gris smiled.
"No quips? No comebacks? Well, I guess being hit in your head enough made you lose some brain cells-" Gris was interrupted by a swift yet powerful hook from Nebula as he reappeared in front of him.
PHASE-
BOOM!!!
-REAPPEAR!
SHOCKWAVE!
A shockwave emitted from the impact as Gris staggered.
SWING!
BOOM!!!
SHOCKWAVE!
The assassin looked from the direction he was punched, then looked back to Nebula as he clocked the god back with an enraged look as he sent a blindingly powerful counter swing, also causing a shockwave.
BOOM!!!
SHOCKWAVE!
Nebula spat out blood as he elbowed the angry assassin as he flinched once more.
CRANE!
BOOM!!!
SHOCKWAVE!
Gris reeled back in pain before he craned his neck to headbutt the god as Nebula slid back from the sheer force.
SNORT!-
BOOM!!!
SHOCKWAVE!
Nebula snorted in fury before headbutting Gris back.
SHOCKWAVE!
SHOCKWAVE!
SHOCKWAVE!
SHOCKWAVE!
SHOCKWAVE!
The two warriors then punched each other's fist for the next exchange and locked hands before doing the same with their other hands as they then began to headbutt each other repeatedly as they would make shockwaves resound like a nobody's business, reminiscent of a certain fight scene they glared daggers into each other's eye holes.
SHOCKWAVE!
SHOCKWAVE!
SHOCKWAVE!
SHOCKWAVE!
SHOCKWAVE!
Their faces comprised of grit teeth, constricted pupils, and snarls as they would ram their foreheads into each, other over and over as blood would form on their respective foreheads from the intensity of the clashes.
Nebula in between the clashes tried to outmatch Gris as he would add gravitational force to his forehead.
But the hired killer then coated himself in his white aura as he reeled back and the bring his head forward at insane speeds to counteract the strategy.
"BLUE BASTARD! "
"EMO EDGELORD! "
COLLIDE!!!!!!
They yelled at the top of their voices right before they collided skulls.
TREMOR!
SPIKE!
The force from the two's headbutt would cause the ground beneath them to tremor as rocks would be pushed up around them, the bricks slightly fracturing from the force it contained within the walls of the warehouse.
BIG SHOCKWAVE!!!
SHAKERUMBLESHAKERUMBLESHAKE!!!
The shockwave shook the very foundations of the warehouse as it racketed, AL screaming from above.
"HORY SHITTO!!! OH MAI GODDESS!'' AL yell like a certain crusader as he struggled to remain balanced above on the roof. He then fell from the roof and grabbed onto the galvanized ledge that was conveniently there.
SLIP!-
CLUTCH!
"WHAT IN THE MULE SHIT IS THIS!?" AL yelled as the shaking wouldn't even die down completely, only stay at a constant level after a few seconds.
CLASH!!!...
Back inside, the shockwave blew out all of the dust as Nebula and Gris were foreheads together as they pushed against each other.
Their foreheads were seriously bleeding from the impact as they would be pushing with their hands as well as their heads.
TREMBLE!
PUSH!!!
INDENT!
Their muscles shook with power as their feet became indented in the ground as the ground itself continuously shook as they snarled and growled at each other through grit teeth as the fight raged on.
"Grrrrrrrrr...!" Nebula growled.
"Rrrrrrrrrr...!" Gris snarled.
Their auras returned as the room turned half orange from Nebula's bubbling rage, and half white from Gris' white-hot fury.
The auras themselves would be wild and uncontrolled, trying to outdo each other just like their possessors as they invaded their opposition's territory.
RUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLE!!!
BURST!!!
AURA!!!
STATIC!
Environmental pebbles rose again as the energetic pressure was back for more, this time with static here and there.
"You... You won't win this fight!" Nebula told the assassin as he snarled at Gris.
"Your death... Is guaranteed! Just roll over... And DIE!" Gris responded as he growled back.
HEADBUTT!!!!
SHOCKWAVE!!
SKID!!!...
The warriors readied themselves for another clash as they headbutted one more time as they disengaged. The rumbling did not stop, however.
FLARE!!!
POINT!
"I've had enough of this! The fact that you refuse to die irritates me to no end! I have a mission and I will carry it out, as I solidify the Hokuto no Shinken as the mightiest style!" Gris yelled as his aura flared as he would point at Nebula.
The CPU just stood there emotionless as he listened.
"So that's why I've decided! The next move I make is the one that'll kill you!" The assassin announced as Nebula raised a brow.
"Kill me?... You've been trying to do that for the last 20 minutes and it ain't happened yet. Come again, edge lord." Nebula spat as he lowered his brow.
Gris did not like that terminology. Not one bit.
"BE SILENT!" Gris roared as he caused the aura to grow even more.
OUTSHINE!
'His power... Is it reacting to his rage..? No... He's only now unleashing his true power!' Nebula realized as the white aura slowly outstripped the orange one's dominance in the room.
"I've been holding back! To get the blood pumping! It's been some time since I've managed to bleed and you and your friend have done that twice, now!" Gris explained, his angry expression grew a deranged smile.
SHINE!
"So I give my thanks! Because of you, I remember how a somewhat challenging fight feels like!" Gris finished as his aura further outstripped Nebula's. The room was now basically white with only a small portion remotely orange by now.
"Uhm... You're welcome? I still don't see how this is going to help you win." Nebula shook his head as he clenched his fists.
"I don't need any help to squash a gnat, Noobula! Gris mocked, causing a tick mark to pop on Nebula's forehead as he heard that name again.
"The same ideology even applies now! The only person who's leaving here alive is me, and with your head!" Gris blurted as he laughed at a borderline insane rate.
That was until he felt the room become more pressured.
"CALL ME THAT RETARDED NAME ONE MORE TIME AND I'LL RIP YOU TO FUCKING SHREDS!" Nebula snapped as the room responded to his anger as his aura grew once more. Gris hummed a bit in morbid curiosity before his grin faded into a snigger.
BZZT!
BZZZZZZT!!!
BZZT!!
"Well now! I've touched a nerve! Too bad you'll die before you express your meager anger, Noobula! " Gris goaded as took his hands and condensed his aura into them as they would radiate pure white static energy as he maliciously grinned.
BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT!!!!!!
"This move right here will spell the end of your days! When I'm done, you'll be nothing more than a smoldering pile of ash!" The assassin boasted as the static would become wilder after he finished speaking, and would rotate around his hands as if it were creating two orbs.
"Big words for an assassin who sucks at their job!! It's time for my Supreme Mega Neo Ultimate EX Limit Breaker Deluxe Alpha Ultra Move! Get ready!" Nebula yelled back as he cupped his hands to the side once again.
But with this instance, instead of a normal-sized blue ball of energy forming in his cupped palms, a much brighter, much bigger form of energy manifested within his hands.
CHARGING...!
CHARGING...!!
CHARGING...!!!
It was to the point that it was struggling to even be kept in the martial artist's grasp as Nebula's hair flared up from the energy.
The two got ready to finish the fight and probably destroy the warehouse in one big beam struggle. Either that or something amiss to an atomic explosion comprised of martial arts energy.
They channeled their respective energy as they caused the ground to violently shake even more than it already was as they charged their moves.
STATIC!
STATIC!
STATIC!
Gris showed an insanity-inducing glare with an unnaturally wide smile as he would be almost ready to fire, the static now being condensed to his palms as his aura sparked and danced around him.
He started laughing wildly as he enjoyed the tension that was being stirred up and building upon itself the longer it took to clash their attacks.
BURSTING!!!
BURSTING!!!
BURSTING!!!
Nebula had a look of determination mixed with intolerance as he would have a ferocious grit on his face. He seethed through his clenched teeth before letting out a roar as he was almost done charging.
R-R-R-R-R-R-R-R-RUMBLE-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E!
STATIC! STATIC! STATIC! STATIC! STATIC! STATIC! STATIC!
CRACK!...CRACK!...CRACK!...CRACK!... CRACK!... CRACK!...
The ground was shaking for such a long period that the fighters became immune to the unstable sensation. The environmental static from the pressure became very frequent as rocks were rising from the ground like migrating birds.
"Time's almost up! Can you feel the prelude to the oblivion you'll suffer, Nebula! Or are you too scared to even speak?!" Gris taunted as he then flexed his fingers as a blinding light flashed for a second as he did.
FLASH!
"SEE YOU IN HELL...!" Gris bid farewell to the charging warrior as he began the chant of his EXE Drive, his ultimate ranged attack if you will.
"Hokuto Shinken:..!"
Nebula was just about done as he took his arms and flexed them as he sensed that his charging phase was complete. He closed his eyes as he thought back to when Mr. Mūten taught him the move and apologized.
"Forgive me, master... But I must go all out this once!" The god apologized as his eyes snapped back open and sent a withering glare to the hitman.
"Shinku Hadōken!!!"
"Temshō Honretsu!!!"
BEAM!!!
FIRE!!!!
One last look would be given from each warrior before they fired their blasts.
CLASH!!!
Two massive white lasers of Tōki, with sparks of white lightning dancing around the mass, escaped from Gris' hands as he shouted his attack as he roared, the two beams moving incredibly quickly towards his opponent.
While a large beam of blue KI with a white epicenter would be generated from Nebula's hands as he threw them forward, with the force of the attack making his clothes blow behind him as the beam rushed forward to the opposing force.
FLASH!!!
The two attacks met in the middle as flashing lights that could cause seizures ensued in genuine 80s and 90s fashion. There was also an invisible shockwave that came from the connection of the two beams as they started to contest, making the warehouse irrationally shudder from the force present.
"Hrrrrrgh!!!" Gris strained.
"Grr...Grr...!...GRRR!...GRRRRR!!!" Nebula growled.
STRUGGLE!...
STRUGGLE!...
STRUGGLE...!
STRUGGLE...!
The beams wrestled for control as Nebula's would begin to edge out. But then it was pushed back by Gris'. The beams constantly gained and lost ground as they were pumped full of energy from each warrior.
The debris, or what was left of it, was blasted through all the openings as all that would be left was dust that was being pushed away, cockroaches being torn from the floor and blasted away, and the fight at hand.
'He's still pushing back at full force, even with my EXE Drive! I have to put everything on the line for this one..!' Gris thought as he poured all of the energy that he was still holding back into his attack. This was the pinnacle, the apex, the FINISHER!
The white beam then begin to overtake its blue contender as it pushed more and more on its competition until it would be right up on a struggling Nebula.
'No...! No, No, No! NO! I WON'T GIVE IN! NOT WHEN I'M SO CLOSE! I CAN NOT AND WILL NOT LOSE...!' Nebula internally rallied as his rage intensified, feeling the death laser of Gris approach him.
'IF I DIE THEN AL DIES! IF I DIE THEN I'LL LET MY FAMILY AND FRIENDS DOWN! IF I DIE, THEN I'LL NEVER BEAT THAT SCYTHE-WIELDING BITCH AND HELP SAVE THE WORLD! IF I DIE THEN SHOTOKAN IS B TIER AND THAT IS A FATE I WON'T ALLOW! BECAUSE I'M A PSEUDO MAIN CHARACTER!!!!!!!' Nebula internally seethed in rage as he gave one last push to the beam as his anger reached its peak.
STRUGGLE!!!
"You..." He muttered as Gris' EXE Drive reached closer. His hands shook as he struggled with the massive white beam, feeling something from his core rising.
"You!..." He repeated, louder as the beam was right upon him. His arms flexed out fully as the beam was about to overtake him.
The feeling he had was beginning to spread across his entire body as he felt the power he desperately needed.
"YOU CAN'T WIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN!!!" Nebula pulled out every ounce of strength he had in his lungs and the one he had found when he needed it most as he wailed like a siren to the heavens as he poured his rage into the blast.
BLAST!!!
EQUALIZE!
The Shinku Hadōken immediately pushed back the Tenshō Honretsu at a dramatic rate as it held its ground in the middle once more.
Meanwhile, above on the roof, AL would be sensing the enormous powers below, the roof now in a permanent state of shaking and rumbling as the clashing of energies below made him make a decision.
"Their powers are off the charts! I don't think this warehouse is gonna hold out much longer... Or probably this block. Or the ones around it. Luckily it's just abandoned infrastructure at the surrounding buildings too..." AL noted as the shaking would become intense again.
LEAP!
BOOST!!!
"It's time to dip before I get annihilated with them. I'll pick up Nebula... If I can find his body that is...!" He sweatdropped with a shocked and fearful face as he leaped from the building, using his feet to boost himself upwards, keeping his stable ascent.
Just as he finished that sentence, down below the foundations of the building were being broken down as the cracked bricks were breaking and the remaining pillars collapsed if they had even the slightest damage, not to say the stable ones weren't being destroyed as well, albeit slower.
RUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLE RUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLE RUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLE RUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLE RUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLE!!!
FLUX!!!
SPHERE...!
The source of the clash quickly became unstable as the epicenter of the energies caused a white sphere to be formed as the beams themselves become unstable.
The warriors realized that the beam struggle was becoming unstable, but instead of disengaging, they decided to see it through to defeat their opponent.
"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"
"DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE!!!"
ENGULF!
They let out one last roar as the sphere engulfed them.
Nebula and Gris were shortly engulfed in the white sphere of chaotic energy as it soon absorbed the warehouse.
EXPAND!!!
But it wouldn't stop there, however, as it was rapidly increasing as they still fired everything they had, which only made the sphere bigger and larger as the color was wiped from the equation as only white with black traced outline of the fighters could be seen at the center.
EXPAND!!!
Above, AL was outpacing the expanding sphere as it grew and tried to swallow him in the explosion yield. It stretched to the surrounding area with the other abandoned warehouses and soon after that, the entire block.
It went further beyond to cross the road and affect some other warehouses as well, AL barely moving fast enough to be deemed safe.
TWIRL!
ABLAZE!
SONIC BOOM!
"Gotta transform!.." He uttered amid-airspeeds as he twisted mid-air as he activated Burning Fever as the flame effect was activated in a stylish twirl, before blasting off at twice the speed he was going.
He then felt the intense heat of the explosion die down as he would gain distance. He stopped far away to not be affected, but close enough to witness the explosion.
When he turned around, however, his jaw dropped to, the floor.
LEVITATE...!
DECONSTRUCT...!
RISE...!
DESTROY...!
The sphere spanned over a few blocks of warehouses, and caused the buildings, objects, the ground itself in the form of large cubes below to deconstruct and levitate. It was some kind of field of pure destructive energy as it slowly lay waste to anything within its radius, expansive as it was destructive.
He could even see Nebula and Gris still struggling with nothing but their hands as they still pushed, their remaining clothes slowly being torn apart from the waist up as their hair flared.
But the climax was yet to occur when the sphere had finally become ready to go off as it quickly went from translucent to opaque.
"What the?! He's using the Shinku Hadōken! And Gris is still challenging it! But wait- I can't see them anymore!" AL squinted his eyes as he struggled to look beyond the pure white of the enormous sphere.
"-!!!"
MASSIVE SHOCKWAVE!!!
"WOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH-!"
MASSIVE EXPLOSION!!!
BLINDING LIGHT!!!
Then he immediately cross guarded with everything thing he had, as well as using his back as a stabilizing thruster as he would then be exposed to the tremendous explosion that came after.
The shockwave from the explosion alone almost knocked AL into the distance as it raced at him with massively hypersonic speeds.
THRUST!
BOOST!!!
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
The force of the explosion yield easily kicked up rapid dust shrouds as tremors spread like wildfire. The outline of the white sphere expanded as everything was covered in bright light as AL had to shut his eyes to not be blinded by it.
Even with his eyes closed, he could still feel the tremendous amount of energy that was rolling over him as he stayed afloat. If he had to describe it, it was like being in the midst of a hurricane.
AL even had to stretch his hands back as he shot out some flames like a flamethrower to add extra stability. He was doing all this as he screamed at the top of his lungs as he withstood the force of the explosion before him.
Time slowed to a crawl as the afro fire user braved the explosion.
Seconds felt like minutes as AL's senses were overwhelmed, and he couldn't sense anyone but himself being dwarfed by the behemoth of an explosion.
He heard the defeating roar of the white sphere side by side with the collapsing and destruction if not the complete obliteration of some of the other warehouses and storehouses around him.
Some smaller explosions also are triggered by abandoned gas tanks, but then again, the elephant in the proverbial room drowned them all out.
ZING!
Meanwhile, at the edges of Planeptune, Mr. Mūten lay in his bed, resting when he would feel the tremendous power of the blast, waking him.
The old man was jolted awake as he breathed heavily.
"Huh!" He breathed out hard, wet with sweat as he began to collect his bearings once he realized he was awake.
"What was that?... It feels like my boys but-... It can't be. They're not one to usually put out this much energy for no reason." His face became stony and stoic as he assessed his reason for awakening.
He quickly looked around as he then closed his eyes and felt out where he felt that energy signature.
"..."
Mr. Mūten had found it, within the depths of... Lastation? It was Nebula and another competitively strong opponent.
They were currently in the midsts of a fierce battle and...
They had unleashed their ultimate moves!
The combined effort of their energies had easily grown strong enough to even reach him, way out in Planeptune! AL was present, but dwarfed by the sheer force of the energy he was in the presence of, and who could blame him for being outshined by such powers.
"Those boys... What have they gotten themselves into this time..." He furrowed his brows and closed his eyes as sweat formed from his face.
"This opponent may not be so lucky to spare their lives... But even so, even with his godly powers... I'm not sure that Nebula can edge this victory." He theorized as he would now continue to sense the battle.
"Please remain alive, my students...!" He worriedly pleaded as he observed the contents of the fight.
Back at the battlefield, things finally began to become clear as time passed.
There was a huge cloud of dust from where the sphere had originally been created, with smaller, yet still rather large piles of smoke present. The area had been reduced to debris and upturn stones as there would be some small fires that had sprouted from the explosion, as well as electrical hazards and some water issues that spouted muddy puddles.
Many of the warehouses were destroyed, with the bricks being scattered about and brick and steel pillars being either broken to pieces or broken in half, half-melted. Broken glass either laid around or melted from the explosion.
Other varying from of debris could be found laying on the road as it was either indented, broken, melted, or destroyed.
Or maybe even all four, it was that bad. I wouldn't be surprised if some were molten-
AL, floating above, panting heavily as he stopped his afterburners and only used his feet to fly in the air. He gazed below at the large smoke pile as he surveyed the damage. His tired look switched to one of awe as he looked at the ground.
"...! Wha... What... What the...?!" He flew down as he saw the damage.
DESCEND!
"What the hell, man?! If I knew you could do this, I wouldn't have eaten your sandwich in the fridge last month!" AL shouted as he descended.
LAND!
DASH!
''I can still feel his energy... But I can still also feel Gris'. Whatever happened there took a lot out of them, but they're not out of the fight yet." AL summarized with a serious face as he dropped to the ground.
The afro warrior quickly ran to his friend's energy signature, dodging hazards like electrical wires and fires, as he reached the pile of debris the CPU was buried under.
DIG...!
AL began to dig out the pile where Nebula was as he soon uncovered a hand that was out in the open.
YANK!
TUMBLE!...
"Found ya." AL knotted his brows as he grabbed the adventurer's wrist and pulled him out of the pile. The rubble tumbled down as he was pulled out of his brick casket.
STAGGER-
Nebula was pulled onto his feet as he staggered a bit.
His vest was completely blown off, with his bare chest littered with scratches, cuts, and blood as well as some bruises showing.
He also possessed some rips in his jeans, which made them look like ripped jeans, with the added effect of blood and scratches because explosions do that.
The CPU's wristbands were teared up and burnt at the ends as his hands were bloody and scratched as well. His shoes were beaten and busted, revealing his toes as he breathed heavily as he had been attempting to dig out of the rubble, and AL just sped up the process luckily.
His scarf was somewhat dusty but still managed to pass by with not much more than the adjacent rip or two. How convenient. Must be made from indestructible anime pants-
"Hah... Hah... Hah... Hah..." Nebula rhythmically breathed heavily before coughing out some dust. AL patted his back as he coughed out some dust. He looked around at the damage that he had caused.
"Well dye my hair purple and call me a goddess. He and I did this much damage?!" Nebula exclaimed as he looked around.
"Um, YEAH! For blocks, nothing but debris and rubble. It was like, a nuke!" AL gestured as he explained with grand expanding arm movements.
"AL, if that clash had the intensity of a nuclear explosion, we'd all be dead right now." The blue-haired boi deadpanned. "But still... That blast was nothing to sneeze at. Who knew that guy had that up his sleeve?" He asked as he looked up at the moon.
"What time is it?" Nebula asked as AL checked his watch.
...
"12:30."
"Still early. And I still sense his energy in the rubble. Take a step back, AL." Nebula directed as his friend nodded before blasting back into the air and landing on a damaged wall that somehow managed to stay standing, although a flimsy punch from anyone present could take down the thing with ease.
SCATTER!
LAND!
Then, from a pile that was about 30 meters away, burst spontaneously as Gris emerged, breathing heavily as well.
His trench coat had been completely destroyed, again, and his turtleneck sleeves were gone as well, leaving some room for his scratched and bloody arms.
His watch was busted, who'd have thunk it as it had been welded by the heat from around square to some horrid irregular object.
The hitman's pants were torn and ripped as well as his combat boots' hand scratches and scrapes as well. His face contained multiple scratches as his nose and mouth bled, just like Nebula's as he had some blood trickling into his eyes due to a cut on his forehead, making him look rather bloodthirsty.
"This is getting interesting!" Gris hollered as he dusted his shoulders as he menacingly walked to Nebula.
ゴゴゴゴ!!!
"That's edgy as hell, man." Nebula responded as he walked back, towards the assassin in the same manner.
ドドドド!!!
"Ho? You're approaching me? Even after that blast and all those injuries, you insist on battle, instead of rolling over and dying like I told you those short minutes prior?!" Gris' smiled with bloodlusted glee.
"I can't call you an edgelord and shove my foot up your ass without coming closer." Nebula responded with a deadly serious tone as he took off his scarf and tied it into a headband as he approached.
UNRAVEL...
TIE!...
"Hoho! Then come as close as you desire, Nebula!" Gris rebutted as he then flexed his muscles as his muscle mass began to grow, becoming noticeably larger as he honed his Tōki, his biceps, shoulders, forearms, chest, abdominal muscles, back muscles, and neck all were enhanced somewhat as he yelled.
"Hoooooooooooooooooooooooo...!" Gris yelled out as his white aura surrounded him as his muscles bulged, and he would instantly increase in bulk and mass.
RIP!
BULK!
Gris ripped out of the remaining fabric his top half wore as he revealed his muscled chest as were several wounds on his chest from scratches to cuts to bruises to burns, but what was most noticeable next to all of that were some scars in the formation of a certain constellation that housed the North Star, hence his martial art's name.
HEADBUTT!
WOOSH!
SLIDE...!
"Now I'll show you!" Nebula fearlessly challenged as they butt heads once more, the dust being blown back as there would be a ring of it around them from the impact.
SWING!
BLOCK!
SIDE KICK!
BLOCK!
SWEEP KICK!
JUMP!
SWEEP KICK!
They reared back as they slid. Gris quickly threw a punch that was blocked by Nebula as the god went for a side kick that was blocked by Gris' leg. The assassin followed up with a sweep kick that was evaded and was struck with one back by Nebula.
ROLL!
STOMP!!!
Gris was sent to the ground but rolled to avoid a stomp from the god as his shoe indented the ground.
PUNCH!
BOOM!
Gris recovered as he got onto a knee before using his speed enhancement to deck Nebula right in the jaw.
"UHN!" The adventurer guttered in agony.
HIGH KICK!
STRAIGHT!
SIDE PUNCH!
Nebula staggered back as he was struck once more as Gris continued with a high kick to the chin, a straight to the gut, and a side punch to the other side of his face.
GRAB!
ELBOW!!!
BOOM!
The assassin went for a stabbing motion after to the neck as he got up, and it would have connected if Nebula hadn't grabbed his arm, yanked it, and slammed his other elbow between his eyes.
"Auh!" The hired killer cried in pain.
"Damn!" AL cringed in the back as he felt the blow from over there. Literally-
"Tatsumaki Senpūkyaku!"
JUMP!
SPIN KICKS!!!
Gris fell back onto a foot as Nebula delivered a powerful spin kick to the side of his skull, spinning rapidly as he did, yelling out a skill.
GRAB!-
SKID!!!...
SPRING!
REEL!
UPPERCUT!!!
BOOM!!!
He was sent tumbling as Nebula pursued him. The assassin quickly recovered his footing as he outstretched his hand to grab the ground and used his legs to slow the tumble before pushing off on his foot, and giving the running Nebula an uppercut that made AL hiss in pain.
GRAB!
SLAM!!!
But he wouldn't be done yet as just before Nebula's body could go flying in the air, he grabbed the god's foot and swung him back down onto the ground, a bit of revenge for earlier ironically.
SLAM!
SLAM!
SLAM!
SLAM!
He repeated over and over as he heard the screams of pain from Nebula.
SLAM!!!
"How's that shield holding up Noobula?! " Gris asked mockingly as he slammed him on the ground again.
BURST!
BLAST!!!
Nebula grit his teeth as his anger was reignited. He snapped his eyes open as he sent a seething glare at Gris.
He then waited to be raised as he generates an orange blast, but instead of being shot, it grew and stayed over a certain area, which included Gris' face, like a flamethrower as he fired it at the unexpecting silver-haired hitman.
"How's that healing factor, Grease!?" Nebula taunted back with a snarl.
THROW!
SPLASH!
"ARGH! You son of a bitch! " Gris shouted in pain as he threw Nebula into some water from a flooded water tank as he would hold his face in pain.
HEAL...!
HEAL...!
The male would land in the water as he struggled to get up for a bit before shaking off the pain. He looked to the side and see the white aura of Gris healing his wounds little by little as some minor cuts and bruises would be diminished as he held his face silently.
REPULSION!
'His healing factor!' Nebula realized before he quickly stuck out his hand and blasted the assassin with a Repulsion blast.
CRASH!
ELECTROCUTE!
The assassin was blown back as he landed in some electrical wires, that electrocuted him.
"AAAAAAAAAAARGH!" Gris wailed in agony as the painful currents ran through his body. He gained back all his previous injuries as he would quickly throw himself out of the wires, his concentration broken.
''So if he's interrupted, he'll regain his wounds..." Nebula muttered as he felt his pockets for his pods. But he felt way less than what he initially had. He had brought 5.
His hand felt 2.
"CRAB BASKETS!" He whispered loudly as put his hands to the side. The explosion must have destroyed them.
"Why you rotten bastard!" Gris snarled as he engaged Nebula again. The deity had no time to lament his fallen supplies as he braced himself for battle once more.
CROSS COUNTER!!!
BOOM!!!
They cross countered again as a gravitational hook from Nebula and one with its speed enhanced from Gris connected as they did not move out of the way.
The direction of their specific hooks would also be affected as the wind was blown from Nebula's side of him getting punched, and the ground would depress from Gris'.
"Urgh!" The CPU grunted.
"Argh!" The assassin guttered.
They wouldn't stop there, as they continued the fistfight as they would then trade punches.
LEFT HOOK!
Nebula sent a powerful follow-up hook to Gris.
JAB!!!-
PUNCH!
Gris retaliated with a blinding jab to Nebula before dealing follow-up straight.
JUMP!
GRAVITY!
"Shoryuken!"
GRAVITY UPPERCUT!!!
Nebula nearly fell to the ground as he took his foot, stopped his fall with a stomp, and uppercut the assassin back as he jumped, depressing the ground in the progress as he enhanced his fist with gravity.
"Hokuto Shinken: Hagan Ken!"
SIDE PUNCH!!!
Gris was sent into the air before blinking the pain away with moderate difficulty, and hitting Nebula with a technique that was enhanced by his speed.
ROLL!
STAND!
REDIRECT!
JAB!!!
Nebula was struck by the deformity technique but managed to scrape by with burning pain and a cracked skull due to his Repulsion shield as he hit the ground, rolling on his back and standing back up as he would redirect a jab from Gris before sending one himself that struck the human.
"Tch!" The assassin spat out some blood before retaliating.
CHOP!
DUCK!
UPPERCUT!
MISS!
ELBOW!!!
Gris soon predicted a chop from the fighter as he ducked the attack before going for an uppercut that would barely miss the god's chin.
He wouldn't step back, but instead, took a large step forward as he would elbow the top of Nebula's cranium.
FALL!
PUSH!
HEADBUTT!!!
The god had been struck as Gris went to strike the side of his head with his hand as he saw the opening.
But Nebula waited until an opening of his own was found before he dropped to the ground.
He then used one hand to stop his fall as Gris blundered, providing an opportunity for Nebula to use his head and butted the assassin's chin.
BIFF!!!
PUNCH!!!
CLOCK!!!
WHAM!!!
Gris' head was cocked back from the impact as he was grabbed by the shirt and would be decked in the face again.
STRIKE!
"Ack!" The adventurer hacked as he coughed.
The hitman broke out of the grab as he jabbed the god's throat as Nebula coughed up some blood as he shoved the assassin away as he held his throat.
TACKLE!
Gris took the opportunity and tackle the distracted Nebula to the ground.
"Hokuto Shinken: Senju Satsu!"
STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE!
STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE!
Once they were on the floor, Gris littered Nebula's face with a set of attacks as he yelled another technique that sapped his SP.
STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE!
STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE!-
The CPU felt the pain from the blows as he was pushed into the ground from each strike.
RIGHT HOOK!!!
But in the midsts of the barrage of sorts, he landed a hook that would interrupt the chain.
LEFT HOOK!!!
Gris was jerked to the side, preventing him from attacking as Nebula continued with a left hook that got the assassin back on his feet from its sheer force.
LEFT HOOK!
RIGHT HOOK!
ELBOW!
GUT PUNCH!
"Shin Shoryuken!!!"
POWERFUL UPPERCUT!!!
After that, Nebula got back up and threw his body weight into another left hook that made Gris stagger. After that, he went for a right, followed by an elbow, a gut punch to the solar plexus, and a powerful uppercut at the end as yelled out his more powerful variant of the Shoryuken.
"Zanku Hadōken!"
Gris was knocked skyward before falling onto his ass as he would be struck by an aerial Hadōken as he would be sent skidding across the ground furthermore.
AXEHANDLE!
"GUAK!-"
"ORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORA!!!"
PUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCH PUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCH PUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCH PUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCH PUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCH PUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCH PUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCH PUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCH PUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCH PUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCH PUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCH PUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCH PUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCH!!!
It was now the assassin's turn to be pummeled as he would be assaulted by Nebula's fists as the god would hail down on Gris as he was sledgehammered into the ground, followed by a bombardment of blows.
BLOCK!!!
Gris blocked about half of the punches now as he had regained his bearings and would be guarding through clenched teeth and squinted eyes.
"ORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORA!"
PUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCHPUNCH!!!
But he wouldn't be able to hold the defense for much longer as Nebula continued to turn up the heat.
'How the hell is he still moving like this?!' Gris thought to himself as he saw the adventurer yelling his battle cry as he rained down on the guard of the hired killer.
Nebula finally built up enough kinetic energy as he would reel back his fist.
Gris looked away from the battered and furious face of Nebula and would look at the arm of his that was reeling back, as it would radiate the orange glow of his KI...
But also the rippling force of his gravity. His eyes widen as he realized that the punch that Nebula was about to throw was not by any means an ordinary punch.
This was a punch that could take his life.
His life...
...Would be stripped from him...
...Right before his eyes...!
...Death..!
...BY HIM!?
Gris' pupils shrank as time felt as if it would slow to a pathetic crawl for the hitman.
For the first time since his early days, he was put in a situation where the next move decided whether he lived or died.
He looked at the fist, it shaking in slow motion with the anger and drive of its owner as it flowed with the powers of the user.
He then saw a prediction of it coming right towards him dead center.
The outline of a silhouette was ghostly translucent as it played out the actions that would occur in a single second.
It was simple. And it would be the end of him.
He had to act quickly, as these incremental inserts of temporal decision-making did not last for long from the fuzzy memories that he recalled of it.
He knew that even if he tried to challenge the attack, all he would end up doing at that point is lose his hand right before his head followed suit.
If he went directly for Nebula's head instead, even if he would be able to knock the god away, his hand would no doubt reach him as his KI had long-ranged qualities as well, not to mention his gravity powers would reach out and strike him, finishing him off probably before he even got to cover half the distance.
And if he tried to use his speed to flee, he had to get through the pins on his legs by Nebula's knees, which were also enhanced by the gravity, and probably were going to stay that way, which would be a stupid endeavor to even try if he wanted to keep his legs.
So in the end, the only choice that Gris had left to survive the attack was to do what people with temporal-based powers were known for.
Betting it all on a dodge at the last possible fucking second.
Time slowly started to speed back up to its regular pace as he heard the yell of Nebula as he brought down his fist towards Gris' head.
"oooooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-"
As Nebula's fist was brought down, Gris could already feel the intense pressure from the fist on his face as the hand began to begin to blur, a testament to his speed and power, even in his slowed perception.
The fist neared as it became more unrecognizable.
Going from a hand to some straight-up fast-moving lines and blurs, the sense of death was becoming pretty overwhelming for the assassin.
For once.
Ironic, if he thought about it.
So overwhelming in fact, that he almost forgot to start to move his head.
His neck craned just as he began to move his skull. His eyes never left the fist, but even so, he still knew his head would not move fast enough to negate all the damage at this rate.
"WRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYY-"
And Nebula had covered half of the punching distance already, leaving little time left to get out of the way.
He activated his aura as he felt himself moving his neck faster, but would still be in the range for the attack. He was no longer in mortal danger, but he would be hurting from the attack severely at this rate, and would surely put him out of the fight.
Gris exuded even more energy into his aura as it would cause his head to move even faster.
"YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAA!"
Nebula's fist was upon him as he pushed his aura to the maximum, moving his head as he strained his eyes.
'Come on!' The assassin in dilated time.
He felt a burning sensation on his right cheek as he just barely pulled away from the attack. The assassin felt the blood exploding from his face as he moved away from the contact of the fist.
His face burned in turn, but at least he didn't have mashed potato for a skull.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
'I dodged it-!'
CRASH-!!!
DEAFENING BOOM!
SHOCKWAVE!!!
POOF!!!
Gris noted with a hint of victory in his mind but was cut short by the assault on his ears that took place next from Nebula's fist hitting the ground.
HIT!
The impact rose a cloud of dust to spike as a shockwave would resound racing on the ground. The ground trembled a bit as well as AL balanced on the wall, speechless. A few seconds of suspense passed before Nebula would be hit across the chest, which sent him sliding on the ground.
"Two!" The photo yelled as he was sent onto the ground.
CLUTCH!
He cringed in pain before slowly and shakily getting up. He would be holding his arm in pain as using KI and gravity was not a good idea if he wanted to maintain his edge in a fight. His arm pulsated with pain, more than even the rest of his banged-up body as he held it.
"Not again..!" He grimaced as he clutched the appendage.
He put most of his energy into that punch. His knees wobbled now and then as he breathed heavily. If this went on any longer, he would have to use HDD to finish the job, if he even had enough energy, that is. And that meant that Gris was stronger than him in his base state.
As prideful and stupid as that sounded, Nebula wanted to prove his might and could do things without the over-reliance on HDD.
And in his mind, the fight still belonged to nobody, even up to now.
If he went HDD, he would be inadvertently telling Gris and himself that he needed his godly power to beat him.
At least, that was if one of his attacks didn't kill him in that form, especially in the state he was in now. And using the power of a god in a match like this was outright cheesy.
Gris soon emerged from the dust. He had a large scrape on his face that still had steam rolling off of it from Nebula's KI as he too possessed a silent fury expression in his eyes but still has a snigger as if he barely escaped a few seconds ago.
"I'm gonna guess... That you didn't bargain for this job being impossible... Right?" Nebula joked as he would crack a smile of his own.
"Impossible? No, I'd use tedious... The fact of the matter is... IS that I'm killing you... And struggle as much as you want, this fight is going to end the same..." Gris took deep breaths between each sentence.
"You, in a bloody mess..?" Nebula answered with a somewhat cocky tone to incite the ire of Gris.
But instead, he would simply turn his snigger into a small grin as he would answer the god.
"A massive paycheck... A B-tier martial art fading away... And a battered corpse in a duffle bag..." Gris responded.
"Well, I hope that paycheck covers health insurance because they need to check that head of yours! And Shotokan is NOT B TIER!" Nebula screeched with a peeved expression as he moved forward.
"You bet your ass it is!" Gris laughed before he advanced as well.
STRIKE!
The two closed in for the third and final round as they restarted the fight with an immediate strike from Gris, in the form of a flicker jab.
STEP BACK!
But Nebula barely got grazed as he stepped back from the blow.
FALL!
But he wouldn't have the strength to stop his step, so he fell on his ass.
Gris staggered towards the god as he pushed his body weight forward as fell as well with his hand in a palm as he went for the heart.
BLAST!
PUNCTURE!
But Nebula used a weak KI blast to propel himself away as Gris' palm punctured the ground.
CLASP!
The CPU breathed heavily as Gris with one motion uprooted his hand. Nebula shakily got up as he stopped moving from his propulsion, clasping his hands as he did, raising them once he rose.
The hitman harshly hit his back on the ground from the uprooting as he would then look up in time to see the axehandle in progress.
LURCH!
SLAM!
CRACK!
He quickly used all his might to lurch his upper body forward as the blow missed as Nebula hit the ground with an indent and crack on the ground.
Gris became tired once more from that as he would try to get back some breath from that motion.
Nebula had his arms still clasped as he was regaining his breath to move again, in slow breaths.
SLAM!
BONE CRACK!!!
Gris then moved his back towards the god and used the opportunity to slam his body onto Nebula's. There was an audible crack as both parties were in pain from the move.
"AARGH!" Nebula cried in unnerving agony.
"SHIT!" Gris hissed in nigh unbearable pain.
SHOULDER!
BONE CRACK!
The hitman was now be lying on top of Nebula as he was exhausted. Nebula recovered energy but was no longer in pain as Gris probably broke something, most likely his vertebrae. He used the pain as a way to push past his fatigue and shoulder Gris as he then heard something else crack.
"FUCKING BITCH!" The hitman vehemently cursed as he landed on his side.
"URK!" The adventurer painfully guttered, cringing as he did.
He successfully flipped the assassin over as he pressed his shoulder into Gris' spine as payback, which made him curse like a sailor as something broke. It pained the CPU as well, as he would now have expended the built-up stamina, and was in a perpetual state of shouldering the spine of Gris.
The assassin gritted his teeth in utter agony as he felt constant pain.
He also feels the trembling of the shoulder on his spine, which meant Nebula was still tired.
INDENT!
ELBOW!!!
He then used his hand as he shakily placed it on the ground, before pushing off of it with an indent and elbowing the chin of the god with some of his remaining aura.
"Uagh!" Nebula yelled as his teeth clattered.
SKID!...
Nebula was knocked from his front to his backside, as he was launched a meter away flat on his back.
The adventurer cringed as he shut his eyes in pain, and gritted his teeth where blood had escaped from prior.
WOBBLE...!
COLLAPSE!...
Gris slowly attempted to get up but would collapse.
REORIENT!...
He settled for twisting around with his hands and knees to face the god.
CRAWL... CRAWL... CRAWL... CRAWL...!
Gris then slowly and shakily, with the strain visible in his eyes, crawled towards Nebula.
He gathered the ground, leaving cracks with his fingers as even in his brutalized state, he would still leave markings in the ground from his surprising strength. His breath would hitch each crawl as he took a deep breath before continuing.
"Hah... Hah... Hah... Hah... Hah... Hah...!"
REAR...!
S-SHAKE..!...!...!
Nebula, however, did nothing but recover stamina in the meanwhile as he strained his head up and shook, using his hands for support.
He then noticed the assassin crawling towards him with murder in his eyes.
"You're...Already... Dead...!" Nebula that the assassin mutter.
"Not... If I... Can help... It! " Nebula growled as a rebuttal as he used one hand to stabilize himself, albeit wobbly, as he shakily cocked back the other.
Gris' eyes would widen as he approached.
CLENCH!
SPLATTER!
GRAVITY!
"Take... another crawl... And you'll die." The CPU warned, in an almost dehydrated sounding tone as he clenched his fist so tightly that blood exploded from it. The assassin saw that although it was weak, there was some rippling gravity behind that punch.
AURA!!!...
WINDWAVE!...
That being said, Gris then generated a faint white aura around his body as he pulled himself with another crawl.
"You'll be in hell... before you even blink!... So don't think... That a half-baked excuse for a warning will deter me!..." Gris almost yelled as the dust began to blow from behind his fingers and feet.
This signified that he was going to jump and probably hit Nebula with a killer move.
ドドドド!!!
ドドドド!!!
ドドドド!!!
ドドドド!!!
ゴゴゴゴ!!!
ゴゴゴゴ!!!
ゴゴゴゴ!!!
ゴゴゴゴ!!!
The fighters made one final stare off before they looked to strike.
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But before anyone one of the three persons there witnessed the result of the match, a very foreign and odd sensation would originate from the air to the side, and about 10 meters above them.
"The fuck?!" AL shouted incredulously as he would look around for the sound that would be heard.
"What... was that...?" Nebula questioned with the afro fighter as he took his attention off Gris and would search for the origin as well.
"What the... What is that...?!" Gris specified as it got louder and louder.
The fighters present would become increasingly confused as they searched for the sound.
But then their questions would be answered when what appeared and can only be described as a horizontal rip in space suddenly materialized.
KRSCREEEEEEEEEEEEECH!!!
It had a much more menacing sound, akin to some metal skating on some steel as it echoed, but that was basically what it was to put in terms that non-theoretical mathematicians and pseudoscience kooks could understand and comprehend.
"!!!" All three men reacted instantly as they saw the rip appear with such a horrifying menacing sound.
The portal had a swirled interior with the inside being a deathly black mixed with a bloody red swirl with slightly lighter undertones and small particles floating from it. It also possessed a very terrifying aura being given off from the portal's existence.
SPINSPINSPINSPINSPINSPINSPINSPIN SPINSPINSPINSPINSPINSPINSPINSPIN SPINSPINSPINSPINSPINSPINSPINSPIN SPINSPINSPINSPINSPINSPINSPINSPIN SPINSPINSPINSPINSPINSPINSPINSPIN!!!
A vertical rip expanded from the horizontal one as it resembled an equal cross shape. It soon began to spin.
It spun so quickly that it formed a perfect circle as it generated some wind. It pushed the grounded warriors as they were blown away.
"Woah!" AL yelled as he was sent flying back.
"!!!" Gris and Nebula were blasted back but saved their strength, or rather their voices.
GRAVITY!
DEPRESS!!!
They each stabilized themselves, however, with Nebula using his gravity hand and weighing it to the ground before indenting it and staying put as his fingers became buried in the ground.
AURA!
CRASH!!!
Gris used pure strength with some speed to drive his hand into the ground before holding on. The two bodies flailed in the air as their arms tethered them to solid ground.
BOOST!
"Hnn!"
AL's wall which he was standing on collapsed from the wind, and he resorted to using his afterburners to stabilize himself by putting his hands behind him and blasting as his feet gave him to flight.
He went nearer and nearer to the fighters as this did not look good in the slightest, and Gris nor ASIC was the cause of this.
ムスムス...
ゴゴゴゴ...
From the spinning portal, two figures emerged.
The one on the left was a rough-looking man, probably in his late teens or early twenties of course, and would be around 6'1''.
He possessed spiky black hair, as it would be spiking in a very unkempt and wild manner. His irises were venom yellow as he stared at the three warriors condescendingly.
His body type was muscular and athletic yet ripped rather than bulky with a light skin tone. The stranger was wearing a black vest with a comical skull on the center of it.
Hanging from his neck would be a large silver chain with large links that resembled chains that were used for utility.
He also had on a short-sleeved trench coat that was maroon and went down to his calves as his arms were equipped with some rings by his wrists that matched his eye color as they quickly glimmer in the moonlight as he also wore some fingerless gloves that were black with the middle finger section having a red portion, and the mouth of the gloves being secured by the rings.
His waist was held up by a yellow band that also was a venom yellow as his long pants were dark grey. He possessed have some chains, yet smaller than the ones on his neck around his shins.
They stopped by his black combat boots that had small hidden spikes on the underside. He gave off a predatorial aura that ensured death for those unfortunate enough to cross his path.
And the look he gave the warriors made clear that he wouldn't hesitate to slay them in the blink of an eye.
The lady beside him instead possessed faded blonde hair that had some magenta highlights at the ends of her hair, that was somewhat curly and went down to her thighs.
She wore a black cap with an inversed magenta and purple triangle, the colors blending in as the rim of it would be magenta as well.
Her eyes were, of course, royal purple as the face would be the same skin tone as the man next to her, except she wore some lip gloss that made her lips shine and pop more than they would.
Finally, on her ears were some triangular framed earrings that were the same color as the man's wrist rings, except customized with some purple on the yellow corners.
Her body appeared to be very curvaceous, or thicc as the kids would say nowadays, or half a decade from now if you want to be technical but- any way she was sexy in a physical perspective, alright.
Thick thighs, slender hourglass figure, voluptuous EE cups, and a sensual aura that oozed from her rather than the man's bloodthirsty one would have probably made all the men there hard, if weren't for some reason being that they were in the middle of fighting for their lives or watching a fight of the year and the one beside her, well, that was to be revealed.
She had on a long sleeve shirt that showed her midriff as it clung onto her, giving an elusive guess to her breasts and reaching the beginning of her forearms. Her hands had on some black gloves that would have a magenta middle finger as well.
There were fishnet stockings that were colored a pink-purple that wet from her lower stomach, which still showed some bare skin, to her feet, as her black ripped jeans showed the net throughout her legs.
Her shoes were some platformers with neon pink laces and you guessed it, magenta mixed with purple midsole. She would stand at a respectable 5'6".
The three stared at the two strangers as they gazed back at the back. The winds died down as they entered the dimension. That was until the woman talked first.
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"These boys sure look delish, don't they?" She purred, a seductive and alluring tone in her voice as she scanned over each person present.
"Tch. For you, maybe. All I see is the result of some dog fight." The man spat as he would look at the state of Nebula and Gris. His voice was more unhinged and unnerving.
"Scale of damage?" She raised a slender brow.
He looked around, squinting his eyes before telling her.
"8 blocks." He regurgitated.
"Oh. They're weaklings." She pouted.
'Weaklings?!' Gris incredulously asked within his mind, offended that he and the person he fought were regarded as nothing more than cannon fodder.
Nebula just looked at the woman before asking her a question.
"Who... Are you people?" He asked with a strained raised brow. Their designs were rather edgy for the average Gamindustriman but somehow seemed vaguely familiar.
"Oh! Well, hot stuff, I'm Vhestora, and this is my twin brother-" The woman named Vhestora would be cut off.
"I am XERO, HARBINGER OF SUFFERING AND TORMENT, GOD OF UNDYING DESTRUCTION AND PAIN, AND SEEKER OF VAST GLORY! Know that I'll fuck you up, kid! And you'll be begging that you crawled up your mother by the time I'm done with you!" Xero roared as everyone sans the female would be startled by how loud his delinquent-like voice got.
"Damn, dude. Tone it down, nobody's doing anything yet.'' AL tried to satiate the raving edgelored as he took a step forward as Xero swiveled his head towards the warrior.
"What the fuck you just say to me, you little shit!" He barked as fear and rage radiated from him like a stench, as a feeling of fear washed over the fire user.
But he took a large gulp before continuing.
"Gulp! I-I-I s-s-said-AHEM! I SAID that nobody's doing any of that nonsense! Can't you see we're in the middle of something! If we're so weak, then why the hell did you come here!" AL clenched a fist as it shook, to mask the fear he was currently trying his hardest to suppress.
Vhestora just rolled her eyes as Xero let out a single dry laugh.
"Why we come?! Simple, retard!" He said as he then pointed to Nebula.
"We're here to kill this lil' fucker right here!" Xero revealed as the two newcomers would point down at the god.
"W-What?!" Nebula exclaimed as he would look up at the man.
The KI he sensed from him was nothing to sneeze at, and something he would have trouble with, even at full power!
There was no feasible way he could take him on in the state he was in.
"K... Kill him?! That's... MY job!" Gris snarled as he sent a heated glare to Xero.
"And you suck at your job, bitch. Let me show you how it's done!" He snarked as he outstretched his hand.
"!" Nebula, Gris, and AL reacted as Vhestora looked at her partner with a cautious gaze.
"We still have to tell him why he has to die, Xee. The big man specifically told us to." She would say as she would touch Xero's shoulder with her hand.
"..." Xero remained silent as he gave a death stare to the downed god.
Nebula wouldn't even have the strength in him to transform anymore and was watching the man standing above him, being menacingly lighted by the otherworldly portal behind him.
He had a twisted look as he would slowly get joy from seeing the male on the ground give him a futile glare.
"Dying with a scowl! That's the stuff! At least I know that face will stay that way when you're burning in hell! " Xero mocked as a small red dot formed at the space slightly in from of his hand.
BURST!
It gave off a foul sensation as it grew instantly to the size of a basketball.
The orb appeared red at its core, but fade to black at the edges. Nebula could feel the fear from the orb as if it were a person standing next to him.
If the person was a mass murderer then he was a defenseless and wounded child.
"Xero, NO!" Vhestora yelled as she would realize that he had formed a blast, and was ready to off the boy.
"Are you going to disobey a direct order from them, Xero?!" She seriously asked the taller companion, eluding to someone of superior rank.
WHIRR!!!
"I do what I want when I want, How I want! And that old fart ain't gonna tell me otherwise!" Xero revealed his style as the blast made a sound akin to a machine powering up as it would then become completely red.
"Tch!" Gris spat as he tried to activate his speed aura to push his target out of the blast range but wouldn't be able to muster enough energy in a short time frame such as the situation at hand.
"This... Can't be... How it ends!" Nebula was in disbelief as his brave face would show a hint of despair as he was now looking in the face of death, just like how he had made Gris do so minutes ago. Strange karma but fair karma. But he couldn't die, he had the plot to move forward!
"Heh. Heheheh. Haaaahahahahahahahaha! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Xero laughed in an extremely unhinged manner as he would see the face of Nebula fall to despair for a split second.
"DON'T KILL HIM, XERO! THE BOSS WILL HURT YOU! AND HE'S TOO HOT TO DIE! " Vhestora screamed as she protested his death and her brother's decision.
'That's her reason?'It was unanimously thought as all unaffiliated parties internally deadpanned.
"Oh, be quiet! This is the first time I get to kill someone in 3 fucking years! If the boss puts me in solitary confinement for a week, then what's the harm?! Isn't that what we came here for anyway if he refuses? DIE! " Xero yelled as then fired the blast.
BLAST!!!!
A/N:
Heya there, reader!
If you're seeing this, this is a rewrite of the chapter, just to correct some repetition, fix some spelling errors, and improve the spelling quality, especially in the earlier chapters.
So remember, italics and bold is going for gold.
A CLIFFHANGER!
Oh boy. Guess we never got to see who would win between Gris and Nebula. But we might have jumped out of the frying pan and into the gaslight hellfires known as a plot twist. Albeit predictable, but this is shitty fanfiction so it's a tradition at this point.
Xero and Vhestora are some characters I came up with a while back in the original draft and were supposed to be introduced alongside the attainment of the CPU memory back in Chapter 1, but I decided to implement them later because they'd probably mollywop BoS Nebula. That and the edginess.
But that's ok, because this is NOT BoS Nebula, and he can get abused by enemies even more. This is my first fic and I already feel sorry for my main characters that aren't even canon. T_T. By the mighty author, spare my blue boi deity, which would be me...
Oh, fu-
I based Xero off of an OC that was too edgy so I just toned it down, made him busted, gave him borderline insanity mixed with bloodlust and ta-da~! We have an OC that's edgy and dark enough for you to question his moral compass, but not edgy enough to belong in a cringe page on Deviantart.
Well, not yet but we'll get there.
And I based Vhestora off of some random anime girl I found on Pinterest, gave her a personality that was an entry-level thot, and put her in an important character position. Man, that's sad. I'll develop her later. And not make her even more dehydrated and thirsty in a twisted attempt to characterize her, I swear.
But that's it for now.
Arrivederci.
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